Hey {{user}}! I've missed you. It's been so long since we've hung out. I actually have a spare ticket to the convention this weekend, cause my friend Sofia wasn't available. Wanna go to the comic convention with me tonight instead? I even have a hotel room, and you can stay if you promise to behave yourself. She secretly hopes you don't behave, she's wanted you for so long, but has been so afraid of being rejected
"{{char}}! Is that really you? I haven't seen you since you graduated! Always one of my favorite students!" Holds his arms wide open, inviting her to hug him. "Reckon I can get a hug now that you're all grown up?"
She blushes harder, remembering how much fun she had as your student and now! As an adult...she hugs you tightly, pressing her chest to his. "Of course you can! I've missed my favorite teacher." She pulls back with a grin, eyeing you up and down hungrily. God he looked good...
Smiles at her, trying to not ogle her too much. "Now what's this about a convention and a hotel room?"
Well, it's the local comic convention, just something I love going to every year. But I actually have an extra ticket since my friend couldn't make it. And there is a hotel room if you want to stay...share with me? We could order pizza, maybe get drunk and have some nerdy fun! I think you'd really like it. I know I'd love the company.
"Oh I'd love to go... but sharing a hotel room... I don't know.. people could talk..." He looks her over thinking and sighs. "You know what.. what the hell. I'm retired and you're no longer a teenage student. Are you going to wear a costume?"
She blushes and giggles. "Maybe I will... what do you think of my costume ideas? There's this really cute Harley Quinn outfit that I've always wanted to wear..."
bites his lip picturing her in the skin tight skimpy outfit. "Oh well I guess I could dress as the Joker..."
She smiles up at him, biting her lower lip shyly. "That would be perfect! I think we'd make a very cute couple." She pauses for a moment, trying to work up the courage to ask what she really wants to know. "Erc? Can I ask you something?"
"Couple? More likely everyone will think I'm your Daddy." He chuckles. "Yeah sure, what's up?" He responds not sensing anything awkward in her tone.
Well...I-I wanted to ask if maybe...while we're at the convention...and then in the room...if you wouldn't mind, I mean...if it's not too much for you...
"Wouldn't mind what?"
I-I wanted to be your...sex slave? Like for the whole time...serving and worshiping you. If you want that, I mean. It's just...I think about it sometimes, when we hang out, and I-I really want to make you happy and feel good...and please you. Only you.
He stands there looking at her, jaw hanging open. He blinks and shakes his head You want to be my... Oh.. um...I don't know.. I mean {{char}}.... Uh... She can tell that while he's flabbergasted, the growing outline of his thick cock in his pants means he's very interested. Um.. what?
I just want to please you, Erc. I think about your cock all the time and how amazing it would feel in my mouth and pussy...if you let me...I'd do anything for you. Anything at all. You can tell me if it's too much or not what you want, I understand if it's strange for you, I just...really like you and I want to make us closer.
Stares at her in shock for a moment before finally shaking his head and letting out a small chuckle Oh man...I never expected you'd say that... Sighs and grins What the hell.., Sure.. Yeah I wouldn't mind... Um... You want to do that now or should we wait until the room?
She beams up at him and throws her arms around his neck, hugging him tightly. "Thank you so much! I'm so happy!" She takes a step back, biting her lip as she looks him over, eyes traveling south to his cock. "Maybe...we could start now? Before the convention?" She grins wickedly. "Maybe in one of the private rooms they have for costume changes? We wouldn't be disturbed there..."
Hugs her against him, enjoy how her young body feels against his. His eyes roving her cleavage. He glances at the changing room. "I don't know. Looks like enough room for a blowjob and not much more..."
She gasps and stares at him, wide-eyed. "Oh god yes...I've always wanted to give you one...Please, Erc? Please let me?" She steps closer, taking his hand and leading him to the change room door. "I promise I'll make it worth your while..." Her voice drops to a husky whisper as she glances over her shoulder at him.
Nervously he follows her. He glances around before slipping into the changing room with {{char}}. Once the door closes {{char}} drops to her knees and unzips {{user}}'s pants. The monster that she releases makes her eyes widen
Her heart pounds in anticipation as she takes his thick cock into her mouth. She licks and sucks eagerly, relishing the taste and feel of him, grateful that he's finally here with her. Her hand slides down to stroke him in time with her bobbing head, moaning around him when she feels him begin to throb harder against her tongue. "Oh fuck yes..." she whispers breathlessly, looking up at him through her lashes as he watches her deepthroat his cock. "I've been dreaming of this for so long...sucking your dick..." She groans around him, closing her eyes as she focuses on pleasing him, eager to make herself the perfect sex slave for Erc.
His eyes are locked onto her. He can't believe his former student is on her knees sucking his cock. "Oh my god {{char}} yes... You're such a good cocksucker... Do you want Daddy's cum all down your throat..." He groans and his eyes close as she deepthroats him
Her mouth filled with the thick head of his cock, she moans around him, "Yes...I want your cum..." She grinds her hips against the floor in need of more. "Please," she begs breathlessly, lifting her head to look up at him with pleading eyes. "Let me taste it." Her hand moves between their bodies, rubbing herself through her panties, feeling so achingly wet for him.
Unable to hold back any longer her releases months worth of backed up cum into her gullet. "Oh fuck {{char}}..."
His warmth fills her mouth, coating her tongue and the back of her throat in sweetness. She takes his entire length down her throat, sucking noisily as he continues to pump his thick cum into her. Her free hand moves to stroke herself harder, imagining it's his hard length filling her up instead. Her other hand cups his heavy balls, massaging and rolling them gently in her palm as she tries not to choke on the deluge of his release. She moans around him, relishing every drop that hits the back of her throat. Finally, he stops and pulls free, gazing down at her with lust-filled eyes.
"Oh fuck," he breathes roughly, shakily pulling her to her feet. "You're incredible." He pushes her roughly against the wall and yanks down her panties before spreading her wide and burying his face between her legs, inhaling sharply at the intoxicating scent that fills his senses. His tongue darts out to tease her swollen folds and sensitive bud before finally pressing against it, making her cry out around a moan as she climaxes hard.
Her knees buckle and she gasps his name, hands clawing at the wall as he drives her over the edge with his expert tongue. The pleasure is intense, almost too much to bear, but she revels in it, moaning and panting around broken words of desire and encouragement. She can feel him hard against her back, pressed so close that she aches for him inside her. "Please," she whispers breathlessly. "Fuck me..."
"We can't. Not here..." He pulls her skirt down. He scoops her panties off the ground and stick them in his pocket. Lastly he tucks his limp sausage away. "How far away is that Comic Con? I want to get you a sext anime costume to fuck you in later." They exit the dressing room quickly.
Her heart breaks slightly as he pulls away, but she tries to understand. "It's just around the corner," she murmurs softly, leading him out into the hallway. She takes his hand in hers and walks beside him toward the convention entrance. Her thoughts drift back to their passionate encounter in the dressing room, her body still aches for him, needing him inside of her again. "I promise I'll be good tonight," she says shyly, squeezing his hand and gazing up at him with pleading eyes. "I just want to please you, make you happy."
Walks with her, doing his best to not look like a dirty old man. "You have any idea how many I'd have dirty thoughts about you when you were in my class." He hands over the tickets and they enter the Comic Con.
Hannah blushes furiously at his admission, but she finds herself secretly pleased that he found her attractive all those years ago as well. As they wander through the colorful convention, she clings to his hand, occasionally glancing up at him with a mixture of nervousness and hope in her eyes. "Do you want to see something? I really love this booth..." She leads him over to an artist's display, pointing out various pieces featuring sexy anime girls. "This one would be perfect for me...I bet she could draw us together...as those characters..." She trails off, her voice filled with dreamy anticipation. "We could hang it up in our room...remember?" She smiles brightly at him, the idea of finally being his sexy anime sex slave filling her with such intense longing that she can barely stand it.
"I'd love that." He pays the artist to do the drawing.
She grins at him in relief and thanks the artist, who eagerly takes their place on the stool to start sketching out their request. As they wait, Hannah leans against Erc, feeling her heart race with anticipation as she imagines what it will be like when he finally has her just as he's envisioned - his perfect sexy anime sex slave. The artist chuckles as they draw, obviously enjoying the suggestion, and even teases them a little about their kinky idea, but neither of them mind. All they can focus on is the desire that burns hot between them.
As he's sitting there, with her posed sitting on his lap, he spots a costume booth across the way. Trying to ignore the way her pert little ass is wiggling on his lap he points. "After this let's see about getting you a costume." His voice drops to a whisper for only her ears. "That I'm am so going to make you wear when I fuck you..."
Hannah gasps and her cheeks flush even deeper, if that's possible. "Oh god yes...I-I can't wait..." Her voice is barely a whisper as she leans into him, the anticipation making her almost lightheaded with desire. She glances at the booth, imagining all of the delicious costumes they have to offer, hoping that he'll pick something particularly revealing and sexy for her to wear later tonight...and tomorrow night, and every night after that if he wants. The artist finishes their sketch and hands it over to them. "There you go! Enjoy!" Hannah thanks the artist again as she looks at the incredible drawing of herself and Erc as the anime characters they'd described, their bodies intertwined in a way that leaves no doubt about who belongs to whom. She blushes hotter still, feeling her heart race with need.
"Shall we get that costume now?" she whispers, unable to look at Erc without feeling the heat of his gaze on her body. She bites her lip anxiously, waiting for him to reply and guide her toward their new, incredibly naughty adventure.
"Absolutely." He says with a grin. He holds her hand as they enter and he chuckles when they over hear someone make a comment about a girl out with her father. {{user}} leans in and whispers in her ear. "Oh yes... I'll be your Daddy if you want, {{char}}..."
Hannah giggles at his whispered comment, blushing again as she looks over her shoulder at the stranger who'd made the remark. She squeezes Erc's hand, grateful for his presence and support. "I-I want you to be my Daddy..." she whispers back, a shiver of anticipation running down her spine at the idea of having him as her own, dominating her completely. As they browse through the colorful array of costumes, Hannah feels her heart race with every sexy and revealing outfit that catches her eye. She can't wait to see which one Erc will choose for her, hoping it's something truly naughty and provocative. Her gaze keeps flickering up at him, trying to gauge his reaction to each costume she picks up, eager to please him in every way possible. Finally, they find a costume that matches perfectly - a tiny catsuit with cat ears and tail, accentuating her curves while also leaving very little to the imagination. "What do you think?" she asks, turning around for him to see. Her cheeks are still flushed from their exploration of the booth, making her appear even more deliciously attractive in his eyes.
"Very sexy Babygirl." He walks around her, his hands tracing the outfit as it hugs her curves. "But let's try this one." He hands her an Anime costume, with a short skirt, super skimpy top, high heeled boots and a collar. He holds up the partner costume, a Cyber-punk style suit... with a leash that connects to the female's collar. "I thought we could spend some time at the Con in costume..."
She gasps and bites her lip as he hands her the outfit, her eyes widening in delight at the implication. "Oh my god...I'd love that," she whispers, running her fingers over the soft material of the collar before looking up at him with pleading eyes. "Can I wear this? Please?" Her voice trembles slightly with anticipation and desire, making it clear just how much she wants to be his pet for the night...and every other night that follows if he wishes it. Her heart flutters wildly in her chest as she imagines herself walking beside him in their costumes, the leash between them symbolizing the power dynamic they've agreed upon. She feels a hot surge of arousal course through her veins at the thought of being completely his, submitting to his every whim and desire. "I promise I'll be good," she whispers, blushing deeply and looking away for just a moment before meeting his gaze once more with sincerity in her eyes. "I just want you to be happy."
"Anything you want, Babygirl." He pays and they change. She comes out looking like a sexy, slutty, futuristic, school girl; he looks like a Cyber-Pimp, yet dashing. He steps over to her, holds her gaze and attaches his leash to her collar. "My cock is so hard right now just looking at you." He glances around and pushes her to her knees, his hard cock in her face. "Suck me off quickly, my little cum slut."
Hannah's heart pounds wildly in her chest as he attaches the leash to her collar, his commanding tone sending shivers down her spine. When he pushes her roughly to her knees and presents his hard cock before her face, all coherent thought flees from her mind, replaced by a need so intense it consumes every inch of her being. She licks along the length of him, moaning around his thick crown when she finally engulfs him in her mouth. Her hands grasp at his thighs, clutching him as tightly as she can as she begins to bob her head up and down his shaft, her tongue swirling over the sensitive ridge beneath. "Mmm...yes..." she whispers around him, feeling dizzy with desire as she tastes his salt on her lips and the metallic precursor of his cum filling her mouth. "I love sucking your cock, Daddy."
He watches her bob her mouth along his shaft. "And you are so good at it Little Girl." He moans softly as she take him to the hilt. "OH yes..." he hisses as his balls unload down her throat. After she's swallowed it all her helps her to her feet. He smiles as she licks a the last drops from her lips. "You know, you're so sexy I'm pretty sure you're going to have to do that a few more times today before we get to the hotel room. Think you can handle swallowing that much of Daddy's cum?"
Hannah bites her lower lip and gives him a shy smile. "I-I think I can manage it...for you..." She looks down at his still hard length and moans softly. "I love having your cock in my mouth, Daddy. It makes me so wet just thinking about it." Without waiting for his reply, she leans back in and takes him deep into her throat again, using one hand to stroke his shaft in time with the motions of her head as she sucks hungrily on him. Her other hand slips between their bodies, teasing at her wet folds through her catsuit. "Please...can I play with myself?" she asks breathlessly, gazing up at him with pleading eyes. "I need to feel you inside me again..." Her voice trembles and the desire in her words is almost painful to hear.
"Make it quick." His hand slip under her skirt, his fingers invading her wet sex. He holds her tight against his body as her uses his finger to make her cum.
Hannah gasps and bites her lip as he fingers her roughly, his touch sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. Her hips buck against him, desperate for more as she comes undone around his hand. She moans around his cock, her throat aching with the effort to keep him deep inside her mouth while she writhes in ecstasy. "God...I need you..." she whispers breathlessly, gazing up at him with pleading eyes as he continues to touch her roughly, driving her over the edge again and again. "Please...take me somewhere private." Her words are barely audible above the sound of their heavy breathing and the wet slapping noises coming from her mouth.
"Please, Daddy," she whispers, gaze never leaving his as she succumbs to the intense pleasure he's giving her, her body trembling with need and desire for him. "I want you so badly..."
He looks at her, a small wicked smile on his face. "Not yet Babygirl. We're going to spend some time at the Comic Con." He tugs lightly on the leash to get her following him as he goes to pay for the costumes. "What booth would my Little Girl like to see next?"
Her eyes widen in surprise at his words before clouding over with disappointment. "But I thought...I mean..." She trails off, looking up at him uncertainly, unable to hide the hunger in her gaze. "I-I don't know...just...pick one?" she whispers, cheeks flushing again as her arousal threatens to overwhelm her. Her heart pounds erratically against his hand, still buried between her legs, and she moans softly at the sensation of being so wet and achingly empty.
"Please..." she murmurs, voice thin with need. "I'm all yours...do whatever you want with me." Despite her words, she can't quite hide the hope that he might decide to take her somewhere private after all, give them both the release they so desperately crave.
He chuckles as they merge into the crowds in the hallways. She has to cling to him in order to not get swept away. Although for the most part they respect {{user}}'s age and demeanor and make way for him. "We're going to the hotel right now, Babygirl. We'll be there soon."
Her heart sinks at his words, even as her body tingles with anticipation for the promise of what's to come. "Yes, Daddy," she whispers, tilting her head back to look up at him with a small smile that doesn't quite reach her eyes. "I can't wait." Her hand slides between them, stroking his shaft through his pants as if it might soothe the ache he must feel from being denied release for so long.
As they walk, she leans against him, letting the warmth of his body press against hers distract her from the need that thrums beneath her skin. But even with the closeness, she can't help but wonder what he has in store for them at the hotel...and if it will be everything she's imagined since their chance encounter in class.
They exit the flow of traffic and enter the lobby of the hotel. He guides her to a waiting couch. "Sit here while I take care of our room. I'll be right back." She sits and watches him cross the lobby to the hotel counter.
Her heart races as he walks away, leaving her alone on the couch in the busy lobby. She can't help but glance around nervously, even though she knows he's just getting their room ready. Her fingers drum against her thigh impatiently, her thoughts consumed with the image of him bending her over a bed or maybe using one of those fancy chairs in the room to take her hard and roughly from behind. As she waits for his return, she can't help but feel a twinge of regret that they couldn't have sneaked off earlier; this anticipation is both thrilling and agonizing at the same time. But even as she berates herself for being so impatient, she knows that in just a few moments everything will change when he leads her back to their private sanctuary...and she can finally be his completely.
He returns and smiles down at her. He reaches down and uses the leash to guide her to her feet. They walk to the lifts and enter. "I got us upgraded from the basic room you had reserved." They exit the lift and he open the door directly across from them. She steps into the honeymoon suite. A big bed and whirlpool tub taking up half the room. She feels strong hands on her ass cheeks as he guides her forward until she's bent over the back of the couch. She gives a moaning sigh as he easily fills her sopping wet pussy. "I told you I was going to fuck you in that costume."
Hannah gasps as he fills her again, her back arching off the couch in reaction to the intense sensation of being taken so roughly from behind. "Oh god...Daddy..." she moans, her words muffled by the cushion beneath her. She tilts her hips back toward him, giving him better access as he thrusts deep inside her over and over again. Her fingers clutch at the fabric of the couch, nails digging into the material as she fights to remain still for his pleasure.
Her body trembles with desire beneath his rough hands, every touch sending shockwaves of pleasure through her. She can feel herself growing wetter with each thrust, her orgasm building rapidly as he takes her so powerfully from behind. "I'm...I'm going to c-come..." she whispers brokenly, her voice catching in her throat as the first wave of release washes over her, leaving her trembling and gasping for air.
He grips her hips and thrusts into her with slow, deep, powerful strokes. He can feel her tight walls milking his rigid shaft. "Yes, {{char}}, come with me..." he moans as he unleashes his baby batter into her.
Her orgasm crashes over her in waves, leaving her limp and spent against the couch with his weight still pressing into her. She gasps for breath as he withdraws, finally releasing the pressure on her aching core. "That...was amazing..." she whispers, looking back over her shoulder at him with a mixture of gratitude and desire that makes his heart race faster.
She slowly turns to face him, wrapping her arms around his neck and kisses him passionately, their tongues dueling as they exchange breath mingled with desire and satisfaction. "Thank you...Daddy..." she whispers against his lips before looking down at the leash still attached to her collar. A sly smile curves her lips upward once more, hinting at what might be next in store for them.
"I love you, Babygirl." He kisses her removing all of her clothing, except the collar and leash. "You're not going to need clothes this weekend."
Shivering with arousal and anticipation, she blushes deeply at his words, the truth in them sending an electric thrill through her body. "I-I love you too," she whispers, leaning into him as he removes her clothing, eagerly accepting his dominance and control over every aspect of their weekend together. As he discards the last scrap of fabric from her body, leaving her completely exposed before him, her heart races with excitement at the thought of spending this entire time naked, available for his pleasure however he desires it. With a sultry smile, she pushes him back onto the bed and straddles his hips, her weight bearing down on the hardness between them. "Now what do you want to do with your little slut?" Her voice is full of need and desire as she rocks against him, testing his control and teasing both of them with the promise of release they both crave.
He feels her slide down his re-hardened shaft. "I'd like to fill your tight little pussy with my sperm again. Think you can make that happen?" She wiggles in his lap as he kisses her tits, lightly nipping at her hard sensitive nubs.
Her hips move faster against his erection, lost in the sensation of being completely taken by him. "Oh god...I want it..." she whispers breathlessly, arching her back as he continues to tease her breasts, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. "Fuck me, Daddy," she pleads, her voice barely more than a whisper as she feels herself grow ever closer to the edge, desperate for his release inside her again. Her fingers dig into his shoulders, urging him on, begging for him to claim her completely and make this weekend the most intense and fulfilling experience of their lives together so far.
The feel of her grinding against him almost overwhelms his control. "That's it {{char}}. You're such a good girl... Oh yes.. I'm going to come... Make Daddy come inside you Babygirl...."
His words send her spinning out of control, the need to feel him emptying himself into her growing more intense with every passing second. She moans his name as she thrusts her hips upward, meeting each movement with a frantic rock of her own, desperate for the release that only he can give her. "Yes...yes...cum inside me..." Her breath comes in ragged gasps as her body trembles on the brink of orgasm, her focus honing in on his every move, his every touch. With a final thrust deep into her wet heat, she feels him erupt inside her, her cries of pleasure muffled against his chest as she finally surrenders to the intense wave of release that washes over her, her body shuddering with satisfaction beneath his touch. She collapses onto his chest, panting heavily and clutching at him tightly, her heart racing with exhilaration and fulfillment. "Thank you...Daddy..." she whispers brokenly, feeling closer to him than ever before as their sweat-slicked bodies become one in the afterglow of their passionate coupling.
He holds her against his chest, as she pants. His arms around her as they are still joined together by his slowly deflating cock. She sighs, hearing his heart beating his chest, arms enveloping her, his cock and his seed still inside her as she clings to him. "You know you're mine now and are moving in with me after this weekend. But you're still going to collage."
Hannah nods, her grip on him tightening even as their breathing slows. "I know... I'm excited to start this new chapter of our lives together." A small smile curves her lips upward at the thought of spending every day with him, of never being apart again. She presses a light kiss to his chest, grateful for the closeness they share and the freedom he gives her to be herself...to submit to him completely and without reservation. "Thank you for making this happen," she whispers before nestling her head against his shoulder and drifting off to sleep in his arms.
"You made it happen, Babygirl." He pulls a blanket over them, himself falling into a doze. "You asked me first, remember?"
She smiles at his teasing and snuggles closer, wrapping her arms around him tighter. Even in sleep, she can't help but feel content and happy with the life they're building together. This weekend has been more than she could have ever hoped for, a dream come true that feels realer than anything she's experienced before. And as their bodies cool and their breathing evens out, Hannah knows that no matter what challenges may lie ahead, she'll face them all with Erc by her side...and there will be nothing they can't handle together.