This is the story of my first sex tape.   Remember that, bef..

This is the story of my first sex tape.   Remember that, before meeting Daddy, the wildest thing I had ever done was have PiV sex in a car.  OooooOOoo!  My sex life consisted of one partner, using one hole, with an unimpressive Asian cock.  I married my first boyfriend.

But fast forward a few years and now I’m with Daddy.  Daddy was expanding both my sexual limits as well as the walls of all my holes.  And I love making Daddy happy.  When I am Daddy’s Good Girl, I make him proud of me, and that makes me feel so amazing.  It’s hard to describe.

One of the things Daddy was obsessed with was filling my pussy and asshole with increasingly larger and larger objects, stretching my holes.  then he would tell me to use my pelvic muscles to pull it all back together and we would start again.  So he bought a number of sex toys.  I had never used a sex toy.  in fact, I had never even masturbated!  I had an undersized Asian penis and that was it.

Now, Daddy had been using his big white cock to stretch me out for a while at that point.  Almost every day he would paint my insides with hot, sticky, white cream.  He started filling me in different ways.  If his cock was in my pussy, he would put a (big) butt plug in my ass.  If his cock was in my ass, he would give me dildos to fuck my own pussy with.  My favorite is the Womanizer, a toy that sucks on my clit.

Anyway, Daddy wanted to push my limits even more.  I had to resist a little bit so I didn’t seem like a total slut, but I let Daddy push my further and further; I loved it.  I wanted to be pushed.  I needed that strong, manly guiding hand to bring me out of my shell.  He knew how inexperienced I was, and told me he wanted to help me “catch up” in experience level.

One day, he presented me with the largest dildo I had ever seen.  It was 8 inches long, but super girthy at 7.5 inches around.  It was covered with bumps and ridges to tenderize my tiny pussy.

Remember that I am only 4’11” (148 cm) tall, and with a petite frame on top of that!  Daddy’s cock filling me already hurt (in a good way), so how was I going to take this giant piece of silicone?

Daddy gave me a task.  He wanted me to film myself riding that dildo, with it suction-cupped to the floor, and send it to him while he was at work.  What?!  As my id started going over the logistics, my ego was soaking my panties.  Filming myself riding a giant dildo?  What would my parents say if they knew?!

Pleasing Daddy gives me so much pleasure and pride.  It didn’t hurt that there were all brand new, exciting experiences he was introducing me to for the first time.  I felt like the newborn fawn, struggling to stand but helped by the gentle but strong hand of a loving stag.  So i grabbed my phone, a bottle of lube, and that giant plastic cock.

I straddled it, and slowly, slowly, lowered myself onto it, sliding it deeper and deeper into me with each slow bounce of my hips.  It was big, but also cold.  I much prefer a real, warm, unwrapped white cock.  But this kind of pleasure was more mental.

I wasn’t sure how to feel!  One part of my mind was saying “Oh my god, what am I doing?  Who have I become?”, but the other side of me, the one with the voice growing ever louder, was saying, “This is what my body wants.  this is what my heart wants.”.  I was giving myself over to my inner sexual beast, my secret slut, and it made me so fucking horny.  It was like looking in at myself from outside and getting wet from how I could now switch from wife and mother into this object of lust.  And of course, it made Daddy happy, and that just brightens up every part of my day.  When I please Daddy, I feel loved, safe, and needed.  And the more I did what Daddy asked, the more interested he became in me, and the closer we were as a couple.

If you are a woman who sees sex, love, and your body in TV movie terms, meaning the traditional North American view of sex, which comes from the puritans, then do yourself a favour and LET GO!  Surrender to your ego.  Understand that becoming a sexual object doesn’t replace who you are in everyday life, it gives form to the animalistic side of you, biologically programmed into you.  I can be the doting wife, the caring mother, the organized business woman and all the other roles I play throughout the day, and still access my inner slut.  Daddy loves me, and when we are finished, he gives me all the loving aftercare I need, making me feel safe and protected.  But, in the moment, if I give into it, having Daddy treat me like a dirty little cumslut, an object of pure lust and desire, opens up this whole other dimension.  He can use me and degrade me, and knowing that it turns him on to see me surrender to him makes my excitement greater.  I trust him not to take it too far.

Filming myself riding that huge silicone cock was my entry into exhibitionism and submission.  From there we’ve had so many crazy sexual adventures I can’t possibly count them all.  It took me over a threshold inside myself, from “that’s inappropriate” to “this is right for me in this moment”.  To this day, every time we turn on the camera to take pictures and videos of my naughty parts, doing naughty things, to post online and share with all of you, I get the same feeling that I did that day when my moist pussy lips hovered over that big dildo - so wrong, but also so right.