Yeah, I’m sure daddy’s girl phone sex sounds like a great time to you, but you’ve never had to deal with my crazy ex-husband! He’s a real piece of shit and has never really tried to be in my daughter’s life, but you know girls and their dads; to her, he can do no wrong. After this last time he came around, I never want to see him or his amazing cock again! I think.
We had a really volatile relationship. He was my second true love, the first man I ever wed and the last person I ever let hurt me in my entire life. He’s controlling and manipulative and a real baby whenever things go his way. When I put it that way, he just sounds like a typical man, but rest assured, he’s nothing more than a super sexy sentient bag of rotting trash. With a perfect prick. Dammit!
I’m sure you think I’m exaggerating or overreacting because I’m an emotional woman, but you’re dead wrong. When we were in our late twenties, our daughter wasn’t old enough to walk yet and he was in a band with this guy who had the total hots for me. He thought I was the filthiest and most fuckable girl he had ever seen and did not hesitate to let my ex know every time he saw me at a show. On his bass playing buddy’s 30th birthday, he wanted to give him the most amazing present he could think of so he set up a sexy night at a hotel for the three of us. They both spent the evening obliterating my young woman holes and we all had a great time, but not more than a month later, he threw it in my face in the middle of an argument we were having about something completely different! He actually had the balls to accuse me of subliminally orchestrating the whole thing! Seriously!
I have a ton of stories in the same vein I could tell to illustrate how shitty he is, but I’ll save time and get right to this last go round. I can always tell when he’s about to blow in with the wind because my girl starts talking about him incessantly. She says he’s the dreamiest daddy and talks about how perfect his prick is for hours on end. That kind of shit. She’s not completely wrong and, to his credit, my current husband doesn’t really mind hearing about him that much. They share the same daddy/daughter privileges with her so he figures, as long as he gets a piece of her pussy whenever he wants, why be jealous? Kind of the same deal we have with our relationship.
This time, he implanted the idea in her head that we need to get family pictures together even though we haven’t been together for well over a decade. I hated the plan but my daughter wouldn’t stop whining and begging me to do it, so I relented and took a few shots with the two of them. After that, my ex old man had a couple of shots to give the two of us. He didn’t even wait for us to leave the studio, drilled out his favorite mother/daughter combo right there on the phony house set while a couple of the photographers watched. That part was fine. More than fine, actually.
We got the touched up prints the next day and, as some sort of grand gesture, he framed one and gave it to me. He started talking about how good we look together and saying that if he moved back into town that we could be a family again and fuck our daughter together whenever we want. I reminded him that I have another family now and that we all already do fuck her whenever we want. Stating that simple fact set him off, I swear he’s a ticking time bomb and I definitely don’t want to be around when he finally blows for real. He yelled at me at the top of his lungs in a grocery store parking lot then followed the verbal assault up by punching the picture he had just given me!
Of course my daughter never sees this side of him. With her, it’s all presents and nights out and orgasm after leg shaking, core shattering orgasm. She wants us all to get back together and there’s just no fucking way, I don’t care how good he fucks. I told him a long time ago that I’d never let him into my heart again. He’s lucky that I still let him into my cunt. After this last little stunt, I think that might need to change. Maybe.
I am down for romantic phone sex calls. I am a dominant T-girl. There is no way around that. I have always been an Alpha despite my femininity. Now, that does not mean I do not like to be spoiled. I can look like a princess and fuck you like a T-girl dominatrix. In fact, it is what I prefer. Now, some guys are just losers who cannot afford to buy me a glass of wine. I will still fuck their asses and mouths harder than they have ever been fucked, but I will get nothing in return but the satisfaction of making a loser walk funny the next day. Brett is a sophisticated man with means. He may have inherited most of his millions, but he is doing good things on his own merit too. He is in his thirties and a very eligible bachelor. There have been rumors he is gay because men with his pedigree are expected to get married and start a family straight out of college. It is a well-kept secret that Brett likes shemale domination porn stars. Does not make him gay. Just makes him wise. We met on a shemale dating site. He used a different name, but I recognized him because in my city, his family is always in the news. Old school money types charitable when it comes to the arts. Hard not to know who they are. I played dumb. He likely just did not want to be blackmailed or outted as a she cock lover. I was not going to drain him dry, not his wallet at least, LOL. I just wanted to be spoiled and pampered and in return pump his ass full of cum. Brett did spoil me. Nice dinner, fine drinks, a carriage ride through the city and a sizeable cash donation which was not expected. In return, he got a hardcore ass fucking from a sexy T-girl and total discretion. He is a nice guy who likes girls with something extra. Can you relate?
