Emma and Joe Ch. 08

Writers note: Read up on Emma and Joe’s beginnings with Meeting Joe Pt 1 & 2, and Emma and Joe Ch. 1-7.

My time with Joe began to settle into a good routine. While school was in session, he came over to my house at lease once a week. We continued to chat via kik daily. Though his phone calls began to slow and occur only every other day instead of every day, and tasks began to also slow to only one or two a week, I was alright with this since I got to see him in person more often.

Every week that passed, Joe continued to make me feel cared for. He would check in on me if I was sick, and always trying to help me with anything needed. He would remind me that he was always there for me, even when I was resistant since I was so used to doing everything on my own. Joe and I began reading up and discussing other things to try, and all things anal was next up on our reading.

As we got into the beginning of the month of May, my anxiety began increasing again about how Joe and I would find time to see each other. Not only that, selfishly my need for his physical touch was at the forefront of all thoughts and I disliked the idea of going months without being able to be fully naked with Joe.

I got through my Monday morning routine of kids to school, eat something, firing up the work laptop, and logging into kik. Joe was coming over tomorrow, so I needed to get ahead on work so I could have an easy day after he left.

Emma:Good morning Daddy!

Joe: Good morning babygirl, how did you sleep?

Emma: Pretty good, just getting this Monday going. You?

Joe: Not too bad, I am loading up the truck to head out. Is there anything in particular you want to do tomorrow?

Emma: I haven’t really thought about it, I am open to ideas…

Joe: I have a few ideas from all of our discussions this past month, and some of your reading. I can bring over some gloves for you to use, and we can explore some prostate play.

Emma: That can definitely be tried. I wouldn’t mind watching you squirm at my mercy for once. (I giggled at the thought)

Joe: We will see about that babygirl. But we better get on with our day so we have time for me to come over tomorrow.

Emma: I guess so, have a great work day.

Joe: You too babygirl.

I worked through my day constantly getting distracted by my thoughts of tomorrow with Joe. I had read plenty on the subject, and we had done some role reversal and I had become more switchy with Joe, but never like this. I began to plan out how I wanted our time together to go and what I wanted to do, with him at my mercy.

The next morning I had a little more spring in my step as I got the kids to school and rushed home to shower and get ready for Joe. As I got out of the shower, I heard my kik notification go off…

Joe: Good morning babygirl, I will be there in about 30 min… and I have a surprise for you.

Emma: Good morning Daddy! What kind of surprise?

Joe: Well if I told you, that would ruin it, wouldn’t it?

Emma: Ugh, I guess so.

Joe: LOL I heard you growl from here, I know you did. Good surprise, I promise. Do you trust me?

Emma: Yes?

Joe: Then smile damnit!

Emma: yeah yeah… lol

Joe: Love you baby. On my way shortly.

Emma: Love you, drive safe.

I threw on a tank top and a cute pair of lace panties before heading downstairs. I sat on the couch, scrolling my phone, waiting for Joe to arrive. As it reached the 30 minute mark I began to get worried since it never took him this long to arrive, but soon enough, his truck pulled up to my building.

I had left the door unlocked, as I usually did when Joe was coming over, even though it didn’t matter since he had a key to my place from bringing me home from a medical procedure earlier in the year. Joe walked right in, took off his shoes, and rushed over to me.

“You’re overdressed,” Joe stated, as he pulled me into a hug and then kissing me.

“YOU are MORE overdressed,” I said playfully, tugging at his shirt.

“I think we need to fix that then.” Joe pulled me up from the couch, and I led the way to the stairs.

As we walked up the stairs, Joe pulled my panties down over my ass and gave it a slap. I flopped on the bed on my back, not taking anything off as Joe began undressing. He pulled some medical gloves and a felt bag from his pocket and laid them on my dresser. The felt bag made a clinking noise of metal that had me intrigued.

“Feeling bratty today?” Joe asked, “That can be fixed.” and he laughed maniacally as he crawled on top of me and pinning my arms to my sides.

“Hey!” I laughed, “I thought that I was supposed to do things to YOU today!”

“We will get to that,” Joe replied, “But first…. these are coming off”

Joe slid my panties down my legs, and I kicked them to the floor. He leaned down and bit my nipple through my shirt, before yanking it above my head, wrapping it around my hands, binding them, so that they stayed together.

Joe slid himself down between my thighs, running his beard along izmir otele gelen escort the inside of them. He brought his mouth to my clit, his tongue began circling it in it’s usual way. I wriggled my hands out of my shirt so that I could grab Joe’s head, wanting him to do more.

Joe wrapped his lips around my clit, sucking it into his mouth, as his tongue danced across it. He looked up briefly to say “Grab your nipples” and then went back to work on my clit.

I grabbed my breasts, massaging them, my nipples already hard. Joe continued working my clit as he slid two fingers in and out of me slowly. I pinched my nipples, pulling them as far as they could go, and then a little more to get the ouch factor I was looking for.

Right when I was on the edge of orgasm, Joe pulled away and smirked.

I growled under my breath, and glared at him.

“Only good girls get to cum,” Joe said as he laid beside me, “Besides, you’re supposed to be in charge today.”

“And what if I do nothing?” I replied.

“Then I guess we lay here and take a nap.” Joe stated as he pulled me into him.

I snuggled my face into his chest hair, and could instantly feel all the tension from the last week melt away. I couldn’t begin to understand how Joe had this effect on me, but it was the best I had ever felt with anyone. I began running my fingers through his chest hair, and also through his beard on his face. I could never get tired of touching him.

I slid my hand down the length of Joe’s belly, and grabbed his soft cock. Even soft and flaccid, I enjoyed playing with it. I stroked him a few times and could feel it harden just a little. I laid it to the side, and began fondling his balls. Gently cupping one, then the other, and tugging them downward the way Joe liked it done.

I maneuvered down so that my head was lined up with his cock. I took Joe’s cock into my hand again, took him into my mouth and wrapped my lips around it. As I began sucking Joe’s cock, I could feel it grow and harden while in my mouth, to the point I began gagging as it hit the back of my throat.

I continued to suck Joe as I tugged his balls. When he was satisfactorily hard, I trailed my tongue down the length of his cock until I reached his balls. I gently sucked one of them into my mouth, using suction to gently tug on it as I traced my tongue around his ball. Joe moved his hips into me and grabbed a fistful of my hair.

I let his ball drop out of my mouth, and Joe shuddered at the sensation. I smirked at him looking at me, and proceeded to do the same to the opposite ball, as he squirmed beneath my head.

“Babygirl if you want to do anything else with me, you’re going to have to stop for a minute.” Joe said while letting out a moan.

I knelt on the bed between his legs, letting my breasts swing down while I took his cock into my mouth again, making eye contact with him. I then climbed up and straddled Joe’s cock, letting it fall forward so it was hitting my clit but not going inside of me.

“That is a great pose, hold still!” Joe stated while reaching for my phone. He opened it up and began taking pics of my labia hugging his cock. “There, something for you to post on Fet someday.”

He threw my phone to the side of the bed, and I inched forward enough to sink down onto him. I began grinding my hips into him, his cock filling me deep and hitting all the right places. I grabbed Joe’s hands and placed them on my tits.

He began rubbing them, twisting my nipples in his usual way. “No.” I growled, and placed my hands over the top of his, squeezing them, making him grip my tits and squeeze them harder as I leaned into his hands.

I continued to ride Joe like this until I was close. Then I grabbed his hands, and pinned them to the side of his head so he couldn’t touch me. As I continued to ride Joe, my tits swung in his face. I let them get close, knowing he wanted to bite me, but kept them just out of reach so he couldn’t. I grinned as I picked up my pace, and came hard all over his cock. I could start to feel Joe tensing, and could tell he was close as well, I slid off and laid next to him.

“No cumming for you,” I said while kissing him on the cheek, “…yet.”

I laid my head on Joe’s chest, listening for his breathing to settle. I could see his erection begin to soften, so I took my hand, and trailed my fingers down the length of his cock. Joe squirmed beneath me, tensing his legs.

I continued lightly touching Joe’s cock…. trailing my fingers up and down it, circling the head, and then gripping his balls. I took my tongue and did the same… trailing his cock, and stopping at the tip, lightly pushing my tongue into his hole opening.

“You’re killing me baby,” Joe got out in between his breathing, as he continued to squirm.

I got up from the bed and grabbed a bottle of lube and a rubber glove. I stood next to the bed, spread Joe’s legs, and plopped the bottle of lube in between them. I knelt on the bed next to him, and began putting on the glove.

“I izmir rus escort do believe you are due for an exam Sir.” I stated while giggling as I snapped the glove against my wrist.

Joe’s cock was still rock hard, and I began sucking it, fondling his balls with my gloved hand. I had to remind myself that there were other plans, and stop myself from continuing to suck on Joe, before I made him cum that way.

I squirted a large amount of lube onto my fingers, and with my other hand, lifted Joe’s balls, to expose his hole. I lightly rubbed the lube around it, feeling his ass pucker and clench as I did it. I continued to rub just around the outside of it until I could feel his muscles relax again.

I brought my fingers away, and squirted another good amount onto them. This time, when my fingers touched Joe’s asshole, it stayed relaxed. I brought my mouth to his cock and began to suck again, as I slipped one finger slightly into Joe. His asshole was so tight, gripping my finger so that it couldn’t move.

I left my finger there, an inch inside of him, letting his body get used to the invasion and finally relax once again. I pushed my finger in, slightly more, Joe’s asshole continuing to be tight around it.

“How are you feeling?” I asked Joe.

“Good, so far.” Joe replied.

“Do you want to keep going? Or stop?” I asked.

“Keep going,” Joe begged, “please, I need to cum.”

“I don’t know…” I smirked, “Maybe you need to beg more.”

I began sliding my finger in and out of Joe’s asshole with ease. Finger fucking him, as he began to writhe beneath me. I took his cock into my mouth again, deep throating him, hitting the back of my throat until I struggled to breath, and my lips to the base of his cock.

I pushed my finger as far as it could go until my hand was flush against Joe’s ass. I began feeling for the rippled area, that felt like a walnut as the books described it. As I found it, my mouth continuing it’s up and down on Joe’s cock, I felt his legs tense.

I pushed my finger up lightly, and could feel Joe’s cock twitch in my mouth, and get harder than I had felt him get before. I pushed my finger upwards further, placing more pressure on his prostate, and began moving my finger back and forth on it.

As soon as I pressed harder, all I heard was an “Oh… my… god…” escape Joe’s lips, as his hand gripped my hair and he began face fucking me, pushing my head up and down on his cock.

I picked up the pace with my finger, his asshole then tightening again, making it harder to continue my pace so I slowed slightly. Joe continued to grip my hair, spit drooling out of my mouth and dripping down Joe’s cock.

Damn I wish he’d have enough stamina to fuck me after this, I thought to myself. I am so fucking wet and turned on right now. But I knew from my reading, that this would likely drain him, especially with it being his first time.

As I rubbed Joe’s prostate once more, taking his cock into my mouth, all I heard was “Don’t stop.” as his legs began to shake. He gripped my hair tighter, and began to cum in my mouth. He continued to cum longer than he usually did, before suddenly relaxing his body.

I stilled my finger inside of him. His body quivered as his cock slid out of my mouth, and then again when my finger slid out of his asshole. He went to get up, likely to go to the bathroom to clean up, but I pushed him back down on the bed.

“Stay there.” I commanded.

I went to the bathroom,took the glove off and threw it away, then grabbed a few paper towels. I walked back over to Joe, spreading his ass cheeks with one hand, and lightly wiping the lube from him with the paper towels. I threw those away, then crawled back on the bed, and laid next to Joe.

I was jolted awake, disoriented by Joe’s alarm going off. I yawned, trying to wake myself up, but not wanting to move, because I knew once I did, Joe would need to leave. We had entwined our bodies in our sleep, and every place our skin touched was stuck together.

“Time to get up I guess.” I stated, trying to pull Joe closer.

“I guess so.” Joe replied, yawning.

“Do I get to know what else you brought?” I asked.

“Of course.” Joe stated, grabbing the felt bags he brought. He pulled out a metal object. “Given your wanting to try anal…. butt plugs that go up in sizes. And pink since it’s your favorite color. You get a task of doing some weekly training.”

“Sounds fun,” I stated, feeling the coolness of the metal plug, “I look forward to the end result.”

“I unfortunately need to get up to pee baby,” Joe said, and then kissed my forehead.

I let out a groan as I began peeling my skin away from Joe’s. I arched my back, spreading my legs across the bed, and stretched out, my muscles sore from the mornings activities and laying in one position for too long. Joe got up and walked to the bathroom. As soon as I heard him begin to pee, my own bladder decided I needed to go as well.

When I got back to the bed, Joe was already half izmit escort dressed. I let out a sigh knowing I had to get dressed to and wished we had more time just to nap and be curled up together. Joe had become only the second man I could ever sleep peacefully around, and it eliminated my anxiety being around him.

We walked downstairs, and I rubbed Joe’s back as he put his shoes on. This had become part of my routine with him the last few times we were together, and another way just for me to touch him before he left. We stood at the doorway much longer than we normally did, hugging, and his arms holding me really tight.

“Today is definitely a day that I wish I didn’t have to go.” Joe stated.

“Me too.” I pushed my face into his neck, breathing in his smell one last time.

Joe left and we both went on with our work days. He called a couple times throughout the day to check in, which I was glad for because I was concerned with how he felt after what we had done, and I also wanted to make sure I didn’t hurt him in some way. I crawled into bed at the end of the night and fired up kik to chat before I fell asleep…

Joe: Thank you for this morning. You made me feel like I don’t know what (in a very good way). Today was super long so I am sorry we didn’t get to chat more this evening.

Emma: Thank you for letting me be in charge, and for the phone calls this afternoon to check in. I always enjoy the phone calls and getting to talk to you. My day was long also, so it’s ok.

Joe: I enjoy talking to you too, you mean more to me than I can express.

Joe: Goodnight babygirl, Daddy loves you.

Emma: Love you too. Goodnight Daddy.

The next morning, every muscle in my body ached. Even my fingers and my mouth. I stretched out and was glad I had a few minutes to just lay there before I had to get up and adult for the day. I fired up kik and Joe’s message was already waiting for me.

Joe: Good morning babygirl!

Emma: Good morning Daddy…. I have to get out of bed and shower soon, ugh.

Joe: Wish I was there to help with that.

Emma: Mmm, maybe one day we’ll knock that off the list.

Joe: Yes, ma’am…. shower and getting out of bed.

Emma: I was just thinking shower…. I am not sure the ‘getting out of bed in the morning’ is ever going to be a feasible one.

Joe: Not in the immediate future. Beyond that, who knows.

Emma: I guess… do you have another busy day?

Joe: Yes, and I am starting to feel all these long days too. And you wiped me out yesterday. It feels like you drained me completely. It’s been so long since I’ve felt that way.

Emma: Maybe you need a nap?

Joe: I was thinking the same. I could use one with you in my arms.

Emma: Mmm, I could really use that too.

Joe: But I guess coffee will have to do today.

Emma: Yeah, unfortunately.

As May came to an end, my anxiety increased once again as I knew my kids would be home for me, and Joe’s wife would be home for him for the summer break. We spent our final weeks still spending time together as much as we were able to.

During the summer months, Joe and I continued to talk daily on kik, and still find ways to see each other in person for some play time. Most of the weeks it was just me hanging out at whatever worksite he was at that evening or weekend. But I longed for the next day we could be naked and nap together.

The summer past by quick, but at the same time, each week felt like it took forever as we inched towards August and the return of school. At the end of July, Joe was going on a Vegas trip with his wife, and I decided to write Joe a short email to thank him for the last two years together. I got through my work day, and after the kids were in bed and chores all completed, I fired up the laptop. The words flowed easily, but I was unsure how Joe would feel about me pouring my feelings out about him.

I proofread it one last time, before hitting send…..

July 2022

Subject: Thank you

Dear Daddy

We began talking in a chat group I joined from Fet. I never though in a million years that I would meet someone in such a random way like how I met you. You’re still my favorite person that I’ve met in a parking lot 3 hours away. We first started talking platonically. Just as friends. I wasn’t looking for anything at all and had no expectations that us chatting would go anywhere at all. I was struggling with so many things at that time and had decided a month prior that I was through with trying in life. I was done attempting to have my needs met. I was done trying to get any affection from anyone. And I was especially through with having kink in my life.

It has been about 2 years since we began talking and began seeing each other. I still have my wall up inside of me, even though you’ve found the door and waltzed in like it was nothing at all. I’m working to build the wall stronger from the inside out in a good way, filling in the cracks of self-doubt I’ve made in myself over the years. And slowly I am trying to accept myself. I still have anxiety. I know it may not seem like it with the last few months, but my anxiety is beginning to get less and less every day, and not constantly overwhelming as it once was. There are now more good days than bad, and It’s been many years since I’ve been able to say that.