<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/cd/Ld3.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Dria Ryan (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=278235.msg13675008#msg13675008)<br/><strong>Date | Time: </strong><br/><strong>Room of the House:</strong>Her bedroom<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/><strong>Notes:</strong>Self gratification<br/><br/><hr/><br/><em>You are invited to the next father daughter party. Make sure to bring your swimming attire as this will be a hot tub party. There will be one contest and one game that you will have to come to see.<br/><br/>    -Matt</em><br/><br/>A slow smile curved Dria's lips as she read the short email on her tablet screen. She'd been waiting for an email such as this ever since Kismet had told her about these parties. And not waiting patiently! Now it was here and she was all but trembling with excitement for her first time at such a gathering! Stretched out on her bed she let her mind drift to her closet, trying to decide which of her suits she would want to wear. She had quite the collection, though she often simply swam naked in her own pool since her father was away so often for work. It would be her first time at one of these parties, however, and she wanted to make a good first impression...she just had to decide what she wanted that impression to be. Even as she wondered a soft laugh passed her lips. She knew the impression she wanted to make, that she was entirely open minded and enjoyed sexual encounters with older men!<br/><br/>Just the idea of the upcoming party sent small shivers of anticipation running down her spine to coil low in her belly and drew a small whimper from her throat. Glancing at the clock she found herself facing a minor dilema, did she leave herself wanting to build anticipation, or simply take matters into her own hands and go to the party relaxed, though still eager. Ever since she'd heard about these parties she'd been watching the men in the neighborhood, letting her eyes roam freely, wondering what their hands would feel like on her body or how they might choose to fuck her. Would this one be sweet and gentle? Would that want want things as rough as she liked to play sometimes? What would that one taste like if she went down on him?<br/><br/>As her thoughts stretched out, picturing the men of an equal age with her father, she rolled to her back, decision made, and slid her feet up, bending her knees and letting them fall open while her right hand snaked down, between her thighs to lift the edge of the small skirt that had barely covered her ass before she'd shifted and that now looked more like a thick black belt than an actual skirt. She knew her body well, there was no hesitation as those long fingers parted the folds of her pussy, flicking easily over the tight bundle of nerves she knew could bring her to orgasm in minutes!<br/><br/>With her right hand occupied, her left moved as well, pulling up the edges of the tank top she'd paired with her skirt and tugging down the cups of the bra underneath it to free the firm mounds of her breasts. Flesh freed she plucked nimbly at the tightening nipples that capped her breasts, pulling, pinching, and finally twisting until a loud groan filled the room and her body writhed atop her sheets while sparks of sharp pain mingled with the pleasure she was bringing herself.<br/><br/>"Not enough!" she all but growled and suddenly rolled toward the head of the bed, arm stretching to the small side table beside it to pop open the drawer and pull out a rather large, accurately shaped, dildo and a bullet vibrator. Grinning at the toys she flung herself to her back once and pushed her legs far apart revealing the glistening folds of her pussy that proved just how horney the young woman was. Without hesitation she thrust the lenth of the dildo into her aching body, hips bucking to meet it while her cry of satisfaction drifted down the hallway outside her room. With the fack cock firmly buried inside her body, her other hand snatched up the bullet to tuck it tightly against her clit and flicked the setting dial so that it began buzzing about half-way through it possible range.<br/><br/>Shifting in a practiced roll of her hips and shoulders, she hooked her feet onto the loops at the foot of her bed, using them as leverage to rock her hips while her right hand was once more busy with her pussy. It controlled the depth and speed as she pushed the dildo she was using in and out of her body, small sucking sounds audible as her body fought her hand, trying to keep the toy inside of her and clenching even more tightly every time she forced back into that tight sheath. Her left hand was busy once more as well, groping and pulling at the flesh of her breasts, mounding them in her palm before catching the darkened nipples between her fingers to twist them sharply enough to wrench an agonized cry from her throat. It hurt! It hurt but she did it again and again until her entire body writhed and quivered, her only thought on the pleasure she was bringing herself.<br/><br/>She was young and felt no shame about her actions to hold her back so the release she was so desperate for didn't take her long to reach and when she came it was with a long cry that would carry out of the open windows of her room and across their back yard. It was early enough in the day it wasn't likely any neighbors were home to hear but if they did....well she didn't really care. Still twitching with small aftershocks of satisfaction she actually left her bullet buzzing against her clit (enjoying the continued sparks of pleasure it caused) as she collapsed entirely against her bed, chest heaving softly as she tried to suck in deep breaths of air to equalize her breathing once more.<br/><br/>Reaching up to push her thick mane of red waves out of her face, she felt the slow smile curling her lips as she asked herself, "Now the question is, is one enough at the moment??"