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My Girl, Gina

Copyright© 2021 by Master Jonathan

Chapter 1

Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 1 - John and Gina have a wonderful marriage and love life. John has taken Gina from her father's strict, almost Puritan, upbringing and shown her that sex can be fun and enjoyable. Now she has started calling him Daddy and the fun only gets hotter!

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Consensual   Romantic   Heterosexual   Fiction   MaleDom   Humiliation   Masturbation   Oral Sex   Sex Toys   Public Sex   Illustrated  

Gina and I had been married for almost three years now and it had been the most wonderful three years of my life. I had never met a woman more domesticated, and dutiful as Gina. She gave herself to me wholly and completely, acquiescing to my every whim and desire.

She had come from a family who lived by the code that the man was the head of the household and his word was law. The woman’s place was to serve and obey without question. And while in this day and age that sort of thinking is obsolete, to say the least, it worked for them. And now I got to reap the benefits of Gina’s upbringing!

Gina lived to serve me – I was her all and her everything. She was a magnificent cook thanks to hours spent in the kitchen with her mother, she kept the house immaculate, and she always looked her very best for me.

She was an excellent housekeeper and the polar opposite of my last girlfriend, who not only could never figure out the buttons and knobs on the washing machine, but who consistently tested the house’s gravity by leaving clothes and dishes everywhere, just to make sure they stayed there!

As good as Gina was at keeping a neat and tidy house, though, it was in the bedroom where she really shined. Gina was the consummate bedmate ... not only was she drop-dead gorgeous with a figure that made me drool every time I saw it, but she was about as pliable as warm butter! No matter what sexual idea or kink I wanted to explore, she was not only ready to agree to it, she was excited about it.

Of course, I always tried to do things that she would enjoy too, but she was ever-willing to expand her boundaries and try new things. And even the things that I could plainly see were not her favorites, she readily accepted and did her very best to please me.

Gina prided herself on her ability to please a man and she made sure that I was utterly and completely satisfied at all times. It didn’t matter if what I wanted her to do was dirty or degrading, if I wanted it, she did it gladly. It made her wet knowing that she let me do things, or make her do them, that most other women would refuse. It was almost as if she was challenging me to come up with something too far out for her to do (I hadn’t yet!).

I was on my way home from work one day (I am an investment banker here in the Financial District of Manhattan) and looking forward to getting home. “Home” was one side of a two-story brick townhouse duplex in Pallisades Park, New Jersey. It normally took me between thirty to forty-five minutes to make the seventeen-mile trek each way with the traffic, so I would call her up as I was leaving so she would be expecting me.

“Please hurry home, Daddy!” she had told me when I called from the office. She had started calling me Daddy after she and I attended a Halloween costume party a couple of years ago. She had dressed up as a little girl, complete with a short sexy pink dress, ruffled petticoat, four-inch block-heeled “Mary Jane” shoes, and huge rainbow lollipop. To say she was hot in that outfit would be a terrible understatement! I don’t even remember what I wore that year – all my attention was focused on the “little girl” I had brought with me!

I could tell by the sound of her voice and her pleading with me to hurry home, that she was anxious for me to get there. Frankly, I was just as eager to get home to her. It had been a chaotic day with the Stock Market rising and falling like some deranged roller coaster and I was glad to put this day behind me. It was Friday afternoon and I had two whole days with my girl to look forward to – I wanted to get them started!

Gina was waiting for me just inside the door when I finally got home. And to my pleasant surprise, she was already dressed for play. Wearing a black lace and sheer mesh bra and panty set, the lace-covered up the critical areas but left a lot to the imagination.

The bra pushed her already admirable tits together displaying her delicious cleavage very prominently. The panty was quite skimpy and one could wonder what the point of wearing it at all. But it did frame and tease quite well, showing just enough to make your mouth water! A black garter belt, semi-sheer black thigh top stockings, and black and rhinestone heels completed her ensemble and left me standing at the doorway, mouth hanging open, like a damn fool!

She stood there in the living room, her legs together, hands clasped behind her back in a pose that reminded me of a little schoolgirl. She trembled as she stood there – every muscle in her body wanted to run and leap into my arms. But she restrained herself ... for now.

“Welcome home, Daddy,” she said, coquettishly twisting a half turn to the left and right as she stood there. I could tell by the mischievous look in her eyes that she had missed me and wanted to make up for the lost time. She may have been brought up all strict and proper, but the girl had a sex drive you could run a good-sized city on if you could figure a way to harness all that energy!

“Thank you babygirl, it’s good to be home,” I said as I set my briefcase down and hung up my coat and hat. It was mid-October and the weather in New York was starting to turn and so I wore my wool topcoat and my Fedora. I hung up my things and turned around. Gina was still in the same position until I smiled and crooked a finger at her.

She came towards me at a quick pace, throwing her arms around my neck and pulling me to her in a deep and passionate kiss. My arms went around her waist and slid down to grab handfuls of her sweet tight ass. Gina moaned when she felt my hands on her and kissed me deeper. I felt her lips part, an obvious invitation which I accepted promptly. Gina was a great kisser and she loved to kiss. I made sure she never lacked for those little shows of affection, either.

“Mmm, I missed you so much today Daddy,” she moaned into my ear when our kiss came to an end.

I pushed her back a bit to look at her beautiful face. “Why is that babygirl?” I asked.

“No reason, I always miss you when you go off to work, Daddy. I know you have to work, but I sure am glad when you come home!” she said with a sparkling smile that could stop time.

“Well, you have me all to yourself all weekend, my sweet girl,” I said.

She smiled again and then went behind me to take off my suit coat and lay it carefully over the back of my recliner. Still dressed in my business clothes, Gina reached up as if she was going to remove my tie. But rather than take it off, she took hold of it and using it as a leash, turned and started towards the bedroom, me in tow.

Not that she really had to drag me along behind her – the way her ass swayed so seductively as she walked, she would have no trouble in me following her! As she took me down the hallway to the stars and then up the stairs to our bedroom, I was getting harder with every step. But the hallway was a piece of cake compared to the stairs.

She kept two stair steps in front of me which put that amazing ass just at eye (and mouth!) level! About halfway up the stairs, I couldn’t resist any longer. I reached out with both hands holding those swishing hips in my hands while I leaned forward and kissed that bobbing apple in front of me. Gina turned around and giggled when she saw what I was doing.

“I couldn’t help myself. I just want to eat that little ass of yours all up!” I said.

“Promise?” she half moaned at the prospect.

We both composed ourselves enough to continue up the stairs to the bedroom. Once inside the room, she turned around and I pushed her back against the door. I lowered my head and began kissing her on the side of her neck, a well-known and trusted hotspot for her.

The moan that escaped her lips told me that hotspot had once again proved its worth. She moved her head to the side, allowing me more access to her soft neck. I felt a bit like Dracula in the movies, but rather than damning her to hell with my bite, I wanted to show her to heaven. My kisses began moving slowly, but surely, down her neck to her shoulder. I gave her a little love bite on her shoulder which caused her to groan softly and I felt her knees weaken.

My kisses then moved along her collarbone and she tilted her head back. I kissed the soft throat and then the notch at the bottom between her collarbones. From there I followed her breastbone straight down to the Valley of Promise between those firm, ripe, succulent tits. I kissed the tops of each of her mounds as her hands moved up her body to cup them and hold them up for me. She curled her fingertips over the tops of the cups and was about to pull her bra down for me but I stopped her.

“Not just yet babygirl,” I said. With my words, she shuddered and I caught the distinct smell of her pussy flooding and getting ready for me to feast on her.

“Oh Daddy, please! I need you so much Daddy!” she whimpered. Gina had learned a long time ago that I loved to draw out the foreplay and tease her, pester her, and drive her to the brink of insanity before I relent and give her what she needs. “Edging” as it’s called, is a surefire way to make her orgasm one that will wear her out and one she will remember for some time. It’s part of what attracted her to me in the first place and one that has kept her with me these past three years.

Gina and I met five years ago at a barbeque hosted by a mutual friend. She came with a girlfriend of hers, and I came stag. But while we were at the barbeque, her friend left and me being a gentleman, I offered to take her home when she was ready to go.

We sat and talked with each other and the next thing either of us knew, we were planning other dates. Those other dates turned into getting engaged and then married. While we can’t prove it, we both suspect her girlfriend set us up as a blind date! But whether she did or not, we found what we were looking for in each other and have been happy ever since.

I took Gina’s hands from her tits and put them down at her sides, pinning them there as I continued to dote my affections to her now panting tits.

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