Snow's Daily Life

A Writing Project: Day 1

Snow — Fri, 13 Jan 2012 03:28:26 +0000

As previously mentioned I am going to be working on a project. The writing project lasts 10 days and will be filed and tagged as 10 Day Writing Project. If you would like to join me feel free. Here starts day one. You don’t have to actually name names if you don’t want to on this one, you could use pet names, nick names, or whatever you want.

Day 1: Ten things you want to say to ten different people right now.

Mother: I hate you and I hope you die soon for the things you’ve done to me.

Beth: I know you’re going to hate that I’m leaving, but I have to leave and I hope one day you understand.

Les: Thank you for standing by me even when I don’t want to stand by myself.

Grandmother: You are just as bad as my “mother” and I don’t wish a good thing for you anymore.

Reese: I know this is going to suck and I’ll miss you, but it’s gotta be done

Don: Sorry that I’m running out, but I hope we can still talk and be friends and I hope you understand

Sarah: Stop being worried.

The Kids: one day you’ll understand why things happen the way they do, but I’m not leaving forever.

My Daughter: You’ll understand everything with time, but right now this isn’t a good place for you and Mommy is going to do what’s best. You might not like it, but it’s the best thing that can be done for you. I love you.

my “family”: I’m done with almost all of you. The way you’ve done me is more than bullshit and I’m done with the games and drama. Peace

A Writing Project

Snow — Thu, 29 Dec 2011 18:41:57 +0000

So today I came across a ten day writing project on Fetlife in a friend’s group. I actually love the idea and I’ve decided to blog it. I may start it today or tomorrow. I’ll include the list of what to write each day. I’ll take it with 10 Day Writing Project on each post. If you want to join in on the fun then feel free, but no cheating. After all this is for fun right?

Day 1: Ten things you want to say to ten different people right now.

Day 2: Nine things about yourself.

Day 3: Eight ways to win your heart.

Day 4: Seven things that cross your mind a lot.

Day 5: Six things you wish you’d never done.

Day 6: Five people who mean a lot (in no order whatsoever)

Day 7: Four turn offs

Day 8: Three turn ons

Day 9: Two images that describe your life right now and why.

Day 10: One confession

Wow…

Snow — Thu, 29 Dec 2011 18:35:53 +0000

So I’ve just realized that this is my 200th post! That’s huge! Though I think I should have been here a long time ago!! Just saying. So in the time that I’ve been writing this blog, there have been many things going on. Lots of perverted things, nice pervy stories, a look into my life, and many times where I just dropped off the face of the world. The year is now coming to an end, and things keep going. That’s the best thing about life, it doesn’t stop just because you’re in a shitty mood. It doesn’t stop just because you’re depressed or sad, instead it keeps going. I’m going to be writing a lot more here in the future and hopefully in the new year. I want to thank each and every one of you for reading, and I hope that you continue to read. Not only for the perverted things, but for the other things as well.

As most of you know my life has taken a very different turn. There have been all kinds of things going on, and while I wish the drama would just stop, well life has a weird way of not letting that happen. However I’m still here and I’m not planning on going anywhere any time soon.

I love you all and I’ll see you soon!!

xoxo

Snow

The Cold Hard Truth

Snow — Sat, 17 Dec 2011 04:46:23 +0000

So there’s been a lot of things going on lately with me, and thankfully I’ve been blessed enough to have my friends surround me and remind me that it’s going to be okay. While talking to a friend today I realized something. Perhaps it was the rant about his ex, perhaps it was the music I was listening to at the time… or maybe, just maybe it was there all along and I’m just now realizing it to be truth. So here are some thoughts and things I realized today.

I’m nobody’s fool and I’ll be damned if I let someone make me out to be theirs. I don’t deserve to be treated like shit, to be lied to and used. I didn’t do anything wrong, in fact you making me feel like I wasn’t good enough was fucking wrong. I’m not the one that cheated. I didn’t lie to you and I didn’t try to make myself out to be something I wasn’t. The fact of the matter is it’s you that did those things, and I have nothing to be sorry about. I wasn’t the one that said things that I knew I wasn’t going to keep. I didn’t promise you things that were never going to happen.

I’m the one that took care of you, sexually and non sexually. I’m the one that made your meals, did your laundry and worshiped the ground that you walked on. I was the one that did everything you said without question. The one that wanted nothing more than for you to be happy. I’m the one that loved you and trusted you when you weren’t worth it. I was the one that gave you a place to live, that got you everything you wanted and needed. I’m the one that ran you around in MY car, wasted my time, and would have done anything for you to just be happy.

I hope you’re happy with you’re whore. While we’re on that topic does she do all those things that I did? Take care of you, get you something when you want it, pay for everything, do your laundry, put up with your bullshit? Does she believe your lies too? Does she do that thing in bed you like? Lick you in that place that I did, you know the one that made you whimper and want more? Does she do that other thing I used to do? Lets be honest about it, you probably haven’t even told her about those things. Pretty pathetic when you can’t tell the person you “love” about those things, but then again… I was the person you loved not too long ago right?

I hope that you’re happy, and I hope that you live forever. I hope that each and every day you see me around and realize what you lost. Trust me you WILL realize what you lost, and when that day comes I’ll be there, if only in your mind, to smile and taunt you. There was a time, not too long ago, where I’d have done anything to be back in your arms. Where I would have welcomed you back, no questions asked, and kept playing pretend with you. However that time has come and gone, and won’t be coming back any time soon. I’m fairly certain it will never come back, you see once you do the things you’ve done and I realize what I’m worth it seems to work like that.

I’m better off without you. My children are better off without you, and honestly they deserve better than you too. Don’t think that you will see my children, because I can promise you that will not happen. You made your choice and there is nothing that’s going to change that. You will NEVER hear my child utter the word Daddy when it comes to you… hell you’re barely even a Father… I tend to think of you more as a sperm donor. I’m tired of your bullshit and if you want to hunt, well then darlin hunt away, but I promise you this. You won’t find me or my kids, and as long as there is a breath in my body you will not see or touch anything that is in my family. My kids are mine, not yours… it doesn’t matter that you helped to make life with me. You’ve given up that right and I’ll make sure of that legally as well.

To all the exes out there reading this: I want you to know that you were never worth the tears, agony, and energy that was put into you. You aren’t worth the heartache and honestly you’re not worth another moment of time. You are nothing and you will continue to be nothing. I will never again sit there and be a party to your bullshit, your games, or your drama. I deserve to be treated like a Queen. I deserve a man that is going to go out and do for his family, to provide for his family not sit on his ass while he waits for the world to come to him. I deserve all the smiles and happiness in the world, and that’s something I know you will never give to me. I’m done with your lies and I’m done allowing you to make me think I’m not good enough. The bottom line of it is YOU are the one that’s not good enough. To be frank about it I feel sorry for you, but please live forever. See me be happy every day and then think about it everything you’ve done has been worth it, because I promise you this…. it’s more than worth it for me. Each time you see me smile I hope it cuts you deeper than my knife ever could… knowing that this time I’m really happy and there’s not a damn thing you can do about it.

I could dedicate countless songs to you, but I’m done wasting songs on you. This is my final goodbye. Enjoy the life you’ve made for yourself. You made your bed when you cleared up mine… I’m going to live it up for my kids and for me.

Daddy Daughter Day

Snow — Tue, 13 Dec 2011 04:38:07 +0000

My mind is constantly thinking, always thinking about something. It’s almost like it never turns off, especially when I think about Daddy. I get the strangest feelings when I think about him or talk to him. It’s like my mind goes into overload. I think about when he’ll come for me. The things that might happen, what he will do to me, how he’ll make me feel, but above all how he’ll make me obey his every word and whim. My thought process might seem a bit strange at first, well okay it’s always a bit strange, but these are some of the things I think about when I think about Daddy coming for me.

I want Daddy to show up at the strangest time. To completely surprise me in a way unlike anyone else has been able to. I want him to smile that wicked smile as he grabs a handful of my hair and pulls my head back. Then Daddy’s lips roughly grab at mine, kissing me hard. He makes it very clear the things in his mind without a word spoken. His kiss takes everything from me, leaving me in his grasp weak and small. I look up at him knowing my place but unable to move. I’m at Daddy’s mercy. He smiles looking down at me though we’re both standing, the charm on my collar catching his eye. He smiles a sincere smile, one that excites me to no end and brings a pride to me unlike any other. Daddy’s fingers slip into the collar making it even tighter against my neck; I gasp for breath but know I’m safe. He pulls on the collar and starts walking leaving me no choice but to follow him, which I do with pride in my eyes and step. Daddy leads me around and into the house, giving just a moment to show off his pet to the neighbors. This always makes me blush and does so now, but still I follow. Down the stairs we go, step by step. The door opens and Daddy, ever the gentleman, shows me inside before closing and locking the door behind him.

Daddy has me right where he wants me, alone in the basement, wearing approved clothing. I blush up at him before my eyes meet the floor. He seems so big and he leaves me feeling very small, yet I love every moment of it. His first words hit my ears causing me to blush again, remembering what is to come. “Good girl, you’ve set up things nicely…” He pauses a moment, his finger under my chin raising my eyes to meet his. “Perhaps I shall reward you later.” The goose bumps glaze over my skin faster than the stars come out at night and I shiver at his words. Daddy just chuckles and walks to the table in the middle of the room, leaving me there until my feet remember to move and I follow closely behind him.

I’ve known all along that Daddy has set up a game, though my mind has no idea what’s in store for me. Daddy gets the books and starts me on a character. I work diligently, stopping only to answer the door for our guests, and then go back to working. When all is said and done I have created the perfect character, I proudly show Daddy. He smiles that smile that lets me know I’ve done well. “That’s good little one” he whispers into my ear. The game starts and I realize I’m in for an interesting time. Of all our guests I am the only female, as my character is the only female. Daddy pulls out a book and I whimper. A book of games and sex; at this very moment I know I am on board for a very long and interesting night. After hours that seem like days the game finally ends. I’ve been tortured and used, and I’m quite sure Daddy knows my pussy is dripping wet. I do my duties and Daddy and I say our goodbyes to our guests.

Once we’re alone I know Daddy will either reward or punish me. My mind races with possibilities. Have I done well or have I done wrong? Will Daddy be proud or upset? Will he spank me? My face turns a deep red while I think about Daddy grabbing me, throwing me over his lap, and then the feel of his hand on my bare ass, the way he stings my flesh with just one swat and makes me count each and every blow. “Kitten?” His voice jars me from my thoughts and I jump looking up at him. “Wandering mind again little one?” I blush and nod, my eyes falling to the floor.

Again Daddy’s fingers slip up under my collar, he pulls me toward the bed and I whimper. Daddy pushes me down and grins at me. He stands high above me, my body quivers as his eyes take in what lies before him. I whimper as Daddy sits next to me pulling me into his lap, his fingers stroke my hair and tangle easily. He grins pulling lightly to sit me up, “Stand” he orders and I quickly obey. “Strip Kitten,” he smiles. Again I quickly obey. My hips turning to the song that plays in my mind. My eyes meet with his, my hands roaming up my sides to play lightly in my hair. I gasp softly as I feel Daddy’s hand slap my hip, a smile spreading across my face. My fingers hook under my shirt and I grin pulling it slowly up my body before taking it off and throwing it in Daddy’s direction. However Daddy’s patience grows thin and he grabs me by the waist. I whimper as Daddy rips what’s left of my jeans from my body, this one motion leaving me naked in his arms. “Good girl…” he mutters as his lips lock on my left nipple. I mew sinking into Daddy’s embrace, my body going completely limp. Daddy growls around my nipple and throws me onto the bed.

Awake and Alive

Snow — Thu, 08 Dec 2011 16:43:42 +0000

Good morning my lovely readers! I know I’ve been really shitty on posting to the blog, but well dramaful bullshit… What are you gonna do? I’m going to try my best to keep this updated again, on the regular. Today though is a new day, and there’s always something to get into. So I thought I’d give you a song this morning, yes with lyrics too! Skillet’s Awake and Alive. This song has so many meanings to me. I’m never again going to let someone pull me from where I know I’m meant to be. Just another day in the life of Snow right? *smirks* Enjoy the song and more to come later!!

I’m at war with the world
And they try to pull me into the dark
I struggle to find my faith
As I’m slipping from your arms

It’s getting harder to stay awake
And my strength is fading fast
You breathe into me at last

I’m awake, I’m alive
Now I know what I believe inside
Now it’s my time
I’ll do what I want ’cause this is my life

(Here, right now)
Right here, right now
Stand my ground and never back down
I know what I believe inside
I’m awake, and I’m alive

I’m at war with the world
‘Cause I ain’t never gonna sell my soul
I’ve already made up my mind
No matter what, I can’t be bought or sold

When my faith is getting weak
And I feel like giving in
You breathe into me again

I’m awake, I’m alive
Now I know what I believe inside
Now it’s my time
I’ll do what I want ’cause this is my life

(Here, right now)
Right here, right now
Stand my ground and never back down
I know what I believe inside
I’m awake, and I’m alive

Waking up, waking up
Waking up, waking up
Waking up, waking up
Waking up, waking up in the dark

I can feel you in my sleep
In your arms, I feel you breathe into me
Forever hold this heart that I will give to you
Forever I will live for you

I’m awake, I’m alive
Now I know what I believe inside
Now it’s my time
I’ll do what I want ’cause this is my life

(Here, right now)
Right here, right now
Stand my ground and never back down
I know what I believe inside
I’m awake, and I’m alive

Waking up, waking up
Waking up, waking up
Waking up, waking up
Waking up, waking up

Thoughts and Realizations

Snow — Thu, 08 Dec 2011 05:01:44 +0000

So today I was sitting in the car with some new and old friends. We had a moment of hell and we were just getting back home. So I had the music on and zoned out for a few minutes. Thankfully when I do this I can still drive, somehow. That’s not the point though. The point is this…. Hinder was playing, the song Without You. There’s been a lot going on in the last week. I found out some shit about the dude I was seeing, found out a lot about me and my future, and it’s got me all thinking about well everything. So Heidi is sitting in the car, my son, Heidi’s boyfriend, and my ex and best girl of all time. The song is playing and I just zoned out thinking about everything with my ex and the shit going on right now. Then it was like all of a sudden everything opened up and I could see it all. It was just one of those moments I guess.

All of the things I’ve done. The people I’ve been with… The things I’ve seen… all of them no matter good or bad… and I cried over Les? Really?!? I’m sorta thinking WTF have I done?? I was asked what was wrong and if I was alright, this that and the other, but honestly I just wanted a nice hard slap across the face.

What do I realize now? I realize that Les and I weren’t meant to be together. I realize that no matter what I think and feel in my heart it won’t EVER matter. It’s not that I’m not good enough, it’s that I’m too good. Too good to let myself end up hurt, too good to let myself be drug down… and too good to end up spending another second crying. I’ve got my friends, I’ve got my kids, and I’ve got a hell of a road to go down. Everyone that’s been worried about me… ya’ll don’t gotta worry. I’mma be alright. One step at a time, and soon enough it’s gonna be forever away. We’re good now, and I’m gonna make sure it stays that way.

I might post this to my blog. I’m not totally sure yet, but I guess we’ll see. Ciao for now, love you all, and sorry for worrying anyone. *giggles*

A Lesson in Class

Snow — Tue, 18 Oct 2011 13:57:20 +0000

Kitten had been thinking about him almost constantly. It was almost as if he never left her thoughts. While she sat in class things in her mind were erotic, sexual, passionate, and filled with more lust than her mind could comprehend. He had asked her just hours before if she was keeping her mind on studies as she should. Kitten admitted that her mind was filled with filthy things, things that he would do to her. He mentioned something about a lesson for her, however then she had to hurry off to class. She sat there staring at the computer screen, her mind a million miles away, thinking of what the lesson might be. Kitten smiled to herself thinking how he would bend her over and whip her for the things that crossed her mind and kept her from her studies. She shook her head trying to keep the thoughts at bay; it only seemed to make them worse. She sat there in her seat squirming trying to focus so he might be proud of her.

“Kitten…” called a familiar voice.

She jerked her head up, quickly pushing the thoughts away. She saw him there, a smile playing across his lips, a look in his eyes of pure animalistic lust. A shiver ran down her spine, her eyes darting around the room. She wondered how long she had been sitting at the computer. All of the other students had already left, though Kitten had no idea how long ago that might have been. She blushed, her eyes locking on his once more.

“How long have you been sitting here?” His eyes narrowed.

“I’m… I’m not sure…” she immediately lowered her head.

“Thinking naughty things again are you?” He questioned, though he knew the answer. She remained silent, another shiver running through her spine. She heard his footsteps coming close to her, bridging the distance between them in almost a split second. His hand tangled in her hair, jerking her head up forcing her eyes to meet his. “I asked a question.”

“Yes Sir…” she whimpered her eyes pleading with his.

“It is time you learned a lesson Kitten. You’ll never get through school being so distracted…” his voice hissed in her ear as his hands groped her flesh.

“But Sir…” she looked around frantically.

He forced her top half onto the desk in front of her bending her over into a position he loved to have her in. He pushed up her skirt and smirked finding no panties, a rule she had been given long ago. “That’s my good Kitten, at least you remember the rules… hopefully you’ll remember this as well.” Before she could think another thought his hand landed on her left cheek stinging her flesh instantly. She jumped a bit then immediately realized it was the wrong thing to do. Kitten could hear his belt being undone and knew what was coming. She whimpered, her teeth catching her lower lip. The classroom was completely silent save for their breathing. She knew it was coming but wasn’t prepared for it. His belt landed across both of her ass cheeks making her cry out. “Hush Kitten or you’ll have an audience… wouldn’t want to be in more trouble now would you?” Ten more cracks from the belt landed across her cheeks, raising the flesh; tears welling up in her cool blue eyes. He kept the same pace for each lashing he gave her then put his belt back around his waist. Perhaps he would let her up, though that was a thought that would make anyone laugh. Instead Kitten felt his hand land on each cheek making her already tender flesh hurt more. Twenty more swats for each cheek; Kitten was now in more pain than she had been in a while. Her whimpers filled the room, bouncing off the walls; only fueling him on more.

Finally his hand caressed her bottom. She winced at his touch only due to the pain of the punishment. Her eyes remained on the door, her heart beating so fast she thought it might explode from her chest. Then she heard it. His zipper cut through the room like a knife through butter, her cunt drew wetter than before. Still her eyes remained locked on the door, silently praying no one would walk in. His cock pushed against her lips and he growled. “You like this don’t you Kitten?” She nodded mewing softly, pushing her hips back against his. She needed him and they both knew it. Normally he would tease her, but he too was in need. With one hard thrust he pushed into her cunt, impaling her on his throbbing cock, drawing a moan from both of their lips. His cock piston in and out of her, drawing both of them to a release they both craved. He fucked her hard and rough, using her for his pleasure. His nails dug into her hips as he pulled her back onto his cock, his balls slapping loudly against her clit. The thought of someone walking in on them pushing them both forward. He leaned down and bit the back of her neck. “Cum on Daddy’s cock…” This was all it took for Kitten. Her body tensed up and started to shake. Kitten’s pussy clamped down on his cock like a vise, milking him for his seed. He gasped feeling her tighten up and pushed harder into her two more times. His skin grew tight, his cum jetting from his balls then spewing into her cunt. Kitten mewed feeling him empty himself into her and it made her cum again. She pushed back against him, grinding her ass against his cock, wanting everything he could give her. His hand again tangled in her hair pulling her top half back up against him. “Mmmm Kitten…” He growled into her ear. “My good girl…” He pushed her back down then withdrew from her used hole. His body collapsed into the chair she had been sitting in when he found her.

Quickly she turned around dropped to her knees and purred. Kitten’s eyes met Daddy’s and she smiled. Her head dipped down and took his spent cock into her mouth. She cleaned his cock of their juices, purring the entire time. Once he was clean Daddy slipped from her mouth. She whimpered a bit putting his cock back into his jeans. “Ready to go home Kitten?” He smiled down at her.

“Yes Daddy…” She blushed gathering her things then smoothing her skirt back down over her ass.

He kissed her roughly then took her bag. Her Daddy led her from the classroom to his car with a grin. His lesson wasn’t over yet, but it was one she would definitely remember for a very long time.

The Morning After

Snow — Thu, 15 Sep 2011 21:11:48 +0000

I wondered for a moment if it had all been a dream that is until I felt Daddy against me. His arms still wrapped around me tightly, and looking down at him realizing his cock was growing. I wanted to make Daddy feel as good as he had made me feel the night before, but I wasn’t ready to give him my virginity yet. Instead I kissed his lips softly before slipping my way down his side, planting light kisses along the way.

I kissed the head of Daddy’s cock and it jumped to full attention. It had to be nine inches long, and thick, fat, probably a good two or three inches around. My nails found his balls and softly I teased them, tickling them and smiling to myself as I watched them move in their smooth sack. I kissed the top of Daddy’s cock again then slowly licked my way around it. My eyes stayed on his face, waiting for him to wake up, but he remained asleep. Quickly I sucked Daddy into my mouth, taking as much as I could, about half to my surprise, then purred against his now totally erect member.

“Christ,” he moaned, his hips bucking up against my face. “Good morning Princess…” he moaned again his eyes locked on mine.

I didn’t say a word; instead I kept trying to get more and more of Daddy’s cock in my mouth. My eyes stayed locked with his as he watched his little girl swallowing his meat. He started to pant, buck up against me, pushing more of him into my mouth. I whimpered around him still playing with his balls, one of my nails finding a spot under his balls that made his whole body putty in my hands. I sucked harder, faster, my head bobbing up and down his shaft. Daddy’s fingers tangled up in my hair as he started to thrust faster and harder, deeper into my mouth and throat. I started to swallow around him and he lost it. His cock started to spasm and jerk violently inside my mouth and throat, unloading strand after strand of cum. I greedily swallowed around him, my throat tightening around his cock, swallowing my prize. My eyes still never left his, I took pride in watching him watching me. Finally he collapsed back on the bed, gasping for air. I giggled licking his cock gently, cleaning it off as he’d done me the night before.

“Oh fuck Princess… are you trying to kill me?” He laughed kissing me greedily. His tongue slipped into my mouth and I moaned into his kiss.

“Good morning Daddy…” I giggled.

“With a morning like that I might never want to leave this bed sweet heart.” He gasped holding me close to him.

Daddy and I took a shower that morning, touching and giggling like young teens, teens that had found that one person they really loved through tons and tons of interaction with others. He bathed me and I again remembered why I was his, and why I’d never want to go anywhere else again. Daddy even taught me something with the shower head, the hot water on my clit making me cum a few times while he latched onto my nipples. Around noon we finally got ourselves dressed and ready for our day, whatever that day might be.

“Daddy… I want to go back to that little market for a little while today then do some real shopping and then maybe the beach before dinner.” I gave Daddy my best little doe-eyed look, biting my lower lip.

“Of course baby, but don’t do that or I’ll need to fuck you” he grinned kissing me. “Are you hungry?”

“Hungry” I laughed looking at Daddy. “I’ve had a very yummy breakfast this morning…”

“Food honey, food” he laughed back putting his arm around me.

I nodded feeling my tummy growl at me, I was actually getting hungry. Daddy and I went to a little café we’d found out about in our time in Rome. It was actually one of the best places we’d been to. Just a small café owned by an older woman, the staff being her family, literally they were all her family, but she was the only cook. Her food was so yummy that Daddy and I ate there every chance we got. Daddy and I were growing fond of our morning cappuccinos; something we learned was every Italian’s breakfast drink. This morning we decided on spiced iced cappuccino, mini frittatas and sweet hazelnut cinnamon rolls, and we grabbed a table. Most Italians, we noticed, eat on the go in the mornings, but Daddy and I liked to sit down and watch everyone passing by. I loved watching the men that would pass turn their heads to look at me, and I think Daddy loved it with the way our relationship had changed yet again.

After Daddy and I finished our late breakfast more like a brunch we headed out into the city for another wonderful day. Since we had decided to go to the beach as well I wore a pair of shorts and my bikini top around town with one of Daddy’s button down shirts over it. Daddy said I looked like a movie star walking around. Today while we were shopping though I tried to keep Daddy at arm’s length, while I loved the way he held me, no matter where we were, his birthday was in three days. I wanted to get Daddy something amazing, and with what all he’d done for my birthday I wanted to make sure he felt loved for his birthday too, the perfect present was in my mind I just had to find it.

At the little market I kept an eye on Daddy closely. Looking to see the little things he was looking over, keeping my eye out to see the perfect gift for Daddy. While there were some very nice things though it wasn’t until Daddy said he’d be back in a second and to stay put that I found something. There was a little old man selling some nicer things for men. I walked closer to his tent and smiled warmly at him. We chatted a little back and forth, in Italian of course, as I looked over his wares.

“Hello Ma’am,” he smiled at me with old eyes.

“Good afternoon Sir,” I smiled back still looking at all the things in front of me.

“Are you looking for something specific?”

“Something for my…” I paused a second then smiled, “my husband’s birthday is in three days… I wanted to get him something nice.”

The old man handed me a small jewelry box and smiled. “Any husband would be thankful for these.”

Opening the box I saw a small gold pair of cuff links. “They’re beautiful” I gasped. There was a diamond on the front of them and a heart on the underside that would lie against the wrist.

“Real gold too Ma’am,” he smiled as I looked at them closely.

“Chris would love these…” I looked up at him wondering how much.

“Three hundred Euros and they’re all yours.”

I handed him three hundred and fifty Euros and smiled as he put them into a bag then offered me change.

“No Sir, please keep it as my thank you…” However the old man insisted that he couldn’t accept such a large gift from a beautiful woman. He showed me a small set of earrings and insisted I take them as well for my generosity. A small almost ribbon like platinum strand with diamonds at the tops and emeralds hanging at the bottoms, the man said he’d made them himself and I wondered if he was telling the truth. They looked amazing and I nodded as he slipped them into the bag as well. I thanked him and went back to where Daddy had told me to stay.

“Where were you” Daddy looked at me when he saw me walking toward him.

“Sorry Daddy,” I kissed his lips softly. “I saw this little tent and wanted to take a peek.”

“Found something nice I hope?” He laughed looking at the bag.

“Yep, I’ll show you later.”

We decided then to head to a few of the boutiques and larger stores in Rome. A proper shopping experience and one that I wanted to take a good chance at to find more gifts for Daddy. Arm in arm we headed back to the hotel to get rid of the things we’d already gotten at the little market and grab a ride deeper into the city where there were amazing shops that Daddy of course said we should see.

Most of the shops were higher priced like the ones I was used to shopping in, though there were some others scattered around, little shops, probably all privately made without some huge designer’s name on them. I was thrilled to get the experience. Daddy and I went to a dress shop and a lingerie shop first and bought tons of things, but then I told Daddy I’d like to go to a men’s shop as it wasn’t fair I was getting all this spent on me and we’d gotten nothing for Daddy. He of course agreed, not wanting to upset me, and before I knew it the tables were turned. I sat in a chair watching as Daddy tried on suits and all kinds of things. From there I picked up 4 ties for Daddy, two new suits, and even a pair of new shoes. It was harder to get them without him knowing, but I pulled it off with the help of the clerks in the shop. Daddy himself had gotten some new slacks and a jacket and quite a few dress shirts, but the day was winding down again.

After shopping we headed back to the hotel where Daddy suggested dinner. After another long day in Rome I was getting hungry again so I agreed it sounded like a good idea. As we dressed for dinner I looked through all my clothes and sighed a bit then I had an amazing idea.

“Daddy can’t we eat in our room and have just a nice night in?”

He thought for a moment then nodded kicking off his shoes and slipping his shirt off. “That actually sounds like a good idea.”

Daddy and I looked over the menu from our room and called down our order. I slipped into a satin almost see through black lace teddy. I put on my robe and Daddy and I ate in that night. We curled up and watched movies just like the old days, before things had changed, though this time we were much closer. It was a perfect night for us, just spending time enjoying one another’s company, and we had a hell of a view for it if we got tired of movies.

Katrina’s Birthday Night

Snow — Sat, 03 Sep 2011 19:53:52 +0000

Our tongues stayed together as Daddy carried me into the bedroom of our suite. My pussy dripping down against him, grinding into him, wanting the pleasure he’d be giving me each night as he thought I slept. He laid me down on the bed and slowly undressed me, he pulled my dress up over my head and realized I had nothing else on and he was looking at my freshly bald pussy, a smile creeping across his lips. Then Daddy slowly started to pull his shirt from his pants, and laughed a bit looking at the spot his Princess had made on his clothes. The thought crossed my mind to undress Daddy, but before I could move Daddy’s shirt was dropping from his broad shoulders. I was frozen watching Daddy, in turn licking my own lips. Daddy teased me, slowly undoing his belt then his pants; it seemed like forever for him to get naked. Finally he pulled down his pants, not wearing any boxers I saw his stiff prick bounce into view.

Quickly I sat up, making Daddy chuckle at my eager ways. “Princess, relax, tonight I want to make you feel good.” He pushed his lips against mine and slowly laid me back under his weight. His hands roaming my body, his tongue inside my mouth as we kissed, our passion for one another growing, and I could feel his throbbing dick sitting against the opening of my dripping pussy, pulsating against it with hunger and want.

“Daddy wait…” I whimpered looking up into his eyes.

“What’s wrong Princess? Do you not want this? Oh god…” He started to move away.

“No Daddy, just it… it’s just that…” I grabbed him and held him close to me kissing him softly. “I’ve never um… boys and men have tried, but I never let them…” I started to cry unable to find the words to give to Daddy.

“They were boys, not men. You’re still innocent?” His eyes sparkled at me.

“Yes Daddy…” I whimpered afraid he’d be upset.

Daddy wasn’t upset though, and he kissed me with even more passion. “Katrina I love you… tonight we don’t have to do that, just let me please you.” With that Daddy kissed me again then his lips moved down my neck, to my breasts. He sucked them eagerly into his hungry mouth making my nipples hard and long, each one in turn. Daddy gave them the same attention, never being on one longer than the other, and it felt amazing. I whimpered and mewed under him, his mouth making me wetter, my desire building.

“Daddy please take me… make me cum…” I whimpered.

“I won’t take you tonight, but soon. I will however Princess, make you cum.” He smiled up at me nipping my left nipple between his teeth before he moved lower.

Daddy’s hands roamed down my body as did his lips. I felt his hot breath against my skin, making me quiver with anticipation. Daddy made my pussy hot, made me want more than ever to feel him inside me, to feel his big cock making me a woman. Daddy’s lips kissed the skin just above my pussy then slowly kissed down over my wet slit. I heard him inhale softly, “Oh Katrina…” I felt his tongue slide between my folds and I whimpered. It was so soft any ear could have missed it, followed by my entire body shivering. Slowly he started to eat my pussy, nibbling and licking, sucking hard against my clit and all over. His fingers teasing the entrance of my cunt then I felt it. Daddy’s tongue pushed up into my pussy, not far enough to take my virginity, but it felt so amazing. Even when I pretended to be asleep he’d never done that… I pushed down against him.

“Oh yes Daddy… fuck me with your mouth…” I whimpered and moaned, “Oh god Daddy… it feels so good… Christ Daddy! Oh fuck!!!” I started to shake under him then started to thrash.

Daddy’s hands pinned me down and he attacked my pussy like a starved man. Soon I was moaning so loud not even sure what was coming out of my mouth, though I’m sure none of it made sense. I started to cum against Daddy’s lips, into his mouth and he quickened still. His tongue darting in and out of me, his thumb pushing on my clit making me cum over and over again into his mouth; whimpering and thrashing around so hard I thought I’d knock him out. I tried to pull my legs together, but Daddy held them flat against the bed, spread wide for his hunger, and he ate until I thought I’d pass out; Daddy’s moans and growls filling my pussy as he bucked into the bed. I grabbed his dark hair and tried to pull him away, but he kept at it being more forceful like he couldn’t get enough of his little girl.

“Daddy please… Chris… Oh fuck Mister Michaels!” I screamed a scream I’d never screamed in my life as I came again in his mouth. I’d lost count of the times but this one was the hardest. My body shook with a force I’d never felt and despite Daddy’s strong grip on me, my thighs clamped shut around his head. Daddy didn’t seem to mind though as I bucked and quivered against him, cumming harder than I’d ever came in my life. I howled and whimpered, mewing and cursing, my words all blurring together. I’m sure everyone in the hotel heard me at that exact moment. The phone started to ring, but we didn’t bother with it. I kept bucking up against Daddy riding his head between my legs until I couldn’t move. My legs fell open and Daddy gasped for air.

“Katrina, Christ baby…” he tried to catch his breath then slowly licked up my used cunt.

“Daddy no,” I whimpered feeling him licking me.

Daddy’s lips kissed and licked, more gently, as he cleaned me off. I could feel his breath against me, rugged still trying to slow as he cleaned me off. Slowly he rose up and crawled up in the bed next to me, laughing softly. “Princess that was amazing.”

“Daddy… oh God… wow that was even better than before…” I blushed.

“Before…” his voice trailed off and he realized at that moment I’d never been asleep. “You taste so good baby… an amazing end to Daddy’s night, did you enjoy your presents?” He chuckled again.

“Very much Daddy, but now I’m not sure how do make your birthday as amazing…” I giggled kissing him.

I could taste myself on his lips and I tasted good. I licked and sucked hungrily at his lips, chin, cheeks, and face. Cleaning Daddy off just as he had done me, but the phone started to ring. Reaching over Daddy answered it still trying to slow his breathing.

“Yes?” He breathlessly spoke into the phone. “No we’re fine, just a wife enjoying her husband…” He smiled caressing my nipple. “Yes everything is fine, we’re very sorry to disturb anyone… No all is fine now, and I’m sure she’ll be asleep in no time.” He laughed hanging up the phone.

“Oh no Daddy!!” I cried out, my face turning red instantly.

“Oh yes Princess, they wanted to make sure everything was fine…” He laughed again kissing my rosy cheeks. “Apparently your screams had a few people calling down to the desk…” He laughed again and held me close to him.

I regained control of my breath, my head on Daddy’s chest as he held me. His heartbeat ringing in my ears as I slowly drifted off to sleep.

“I love you Katrina…” He whispered into my ear before I fell asleep.

“I love you Daddy… Chris…” and with that I was off to my dreams.