Iooking to please a daddy

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“This is it?” I asked, looking at the small cabin room. It was more of a closet than anything.

Duke set his bag on the bed. “Yeah dude. Apparently this place was used by loggers and their prostitutes half a century ago. Now it’s just a regular motel.”

“Ugh. I don’t want to have to share the bed.” But I was exhausted. And we had a busy day tomorrow. “Fine, I’ll take the right side.”

“Suit yourself, Brian. I’m going to take a shower.” He stepped into the small bathroom and shut the door behind him.

I loosened my coat and hung it on the hook, taking a minute to relax. I kicked off my boots, and caught a look at myself in the mirror. Why was I so pale today? I had been working in the sun all day. I also thought it had been some time since I last shaved, and I had literally no stubble on my face.

I stepped closer to the mirror, and brought my hand up to my face. I was smooth as butter, and I was slightly shocked to find that my fingernails weren’t trim either. What the…

I looked down at my hands, and they looked smaller somehow. Observing more, I realized my clothes hardly fit as well either! I unbuckled my belt and lifted my hoodie. The hairless and gentle curve around my hips didn’t look like my body at all.

Lifting my head to face the mirror once more, I screamed a high pitch wail as a beautiful woman stared back at me. She had long tresses of hair, glamorous eyes, full lips, and two generous breasts. I stumbled back and planted my ass on the bed, shaking from the experience.

The water in the shower turned off, and Duke poked his head out. “Brian? What the— who are you!?”

I shook my head. This wasn’t real! Duke came out, his towel around his waistline. “I’m… I’m…”

“Did he leave? Is this some kind of joke?” Duke looked confused but I could also tell by the way he was gazing at me that he was somewhat aroused. For some reason my attention was drawn to the outline of his emerging dick under the thin white towel.

For some reason I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t bring myself to admit I was really Brian. I couldn’t even run out of there. We were locked in a weird staring contest, and I felt myself getting more anxious and… excited.

Was this the cabin playing with my mind?

Did it somehow change me into… oh god…

“I’m… Lauren.” I found myself saying. That wasn’t right. That’s not a boy’s name, so that can’t be my name! I’m, what was it, no, my name IS Lauren!

“Okay, Lauren, where did Brian go? And why are you here?”

Why was I here? I looked down at myself again, and saw that I was only wearing lingerie. I ran my hands down my breasts, feeling the luxurious silk against my petite frame. Nervously, I spread my legs a bit, seeing my vagina wrapped tenderly by my panties. I took two fingers to touch the outline of my pussy, then recoiled with a small gasp when the sensation startled me.

“Well?” I looked up at the man to see that he was still looking at me. Waiting for me to say anything. Did I know him? I looked around the cabin, saw his clothes on the hanger, my dress and heels on the floor. His cock peeking out of his towel…

Of course I didn’t know him, he’s a stranger, like they always are. Get a grip, Lauren.

“I’m here… for you.” I smiled, finally regaining my composure. They liked it when I submitted, when I worshipped them. I proudly thrust my busy forward to give him a better look at my cleavage, and crossed my legs to the other side to entice him.

The man seemed to shiver eagerly. With no more warning he dropped his towel and bared everything for me. I slid off the bed and onto my knees, taking his dick into my hand and started stroking it. I giggled as I looked up at him. “Want me to suck your dick, baby?”

He exhaled as my hand glided on his member. I could tell he wanted it. “Yes…”

“Mmm, it’ll cost you.” I teased, and eagerly wrapped my tongue around his cock, feeling it throb in my mouth. Truth be told, I would have sucked him off anyway. But hey, a girl’s gotta make a living somehow.

He started to get real into it, and began fucking my mouth with his thrusts. I wanted more from him, though, and rubbing my clit wasn’t doing the trick. Releasing his dick, I continued to stroke it, “What’s next, baby?”

With no hesitation, he picked me up and pushed me onto the bed. I always loved this part. He grabbed my wrists, and taking me from behind he slid his wet dick into my pussy. Crotchless panties were always the best choice. I moaned loud enough for any other cabin guests to hear, knowing this guy would pay good money for a good show.

His dick was huge, and I loved every second of him plowing me. I gripped the bed rails as he gripped my tight ass; my head facedown in the sheets, and one free hand stroking my clit hood as he fucked me.

He spun me to face him, grabbing one of my tits and lifting my right leg for better leverage. I continued to furiously rub my own clit while his cock hammered into me. “OhhhhHHHH YES!”

I orgasmed twice in a row, and felt him shake and quiver, his guttural moan the same as every other man I’ve bedded. I took immediate action and pulled him out of my pussy, climbing in front of his dick to massage it again. He spurt his cum into my mouth, where I took it down the back of my throat like a hot smoothie. Delicious.

“Wow, you’re incredible, Lauren.” He said, still breathing hard as I washed up in the sink.