Her Knight In A Shining Tow Truck – A #DDLG #Erotica

You never know when the perfect Daddy will come along….

It was the worst fucking day ever. I burst into tears as I stood on the side of the road waiting for the tow driver to do his thing and I was getting soaked in the cold early March rain. At least my tears were warm? I had a rough day at work, I had just gotten dumped last week, and then some asshole who wasn’t paying attention plowed into the back of my car at a red light. I have good insurance and thankfully no one was injured but this still sucked ass and I couldn’t even go home and devour a family sized cheesecake with my Mom using two forks while we watched Beaches for the gazillionth time because she was away on a work trip.

I watched him hook up the chains and go through the same process he’s probably done thousands of times. His fluorescent yellow hoodie was pulled up over his head and I couldn’t really see him very well to be able to identify him but thankfully his attire kept people from running him over. The rain started sheeting down rather rapidly and I tried to move as briskly as my short plump body would take me so I could get into the cab while he worked. He saw me headed toward him and paused and opened the passenger door.

“Yikes! It’s really coming down! You should get inside and get warm, I shouldn’t be much longer--- the heat is running in the truck.” he bellowed over the loud rainstorm.

I put my foot on the running board which was higher than Snoop Dogg and Willie Nelson combined for someone of my 5’2” stature. It slipped off and I caught myself before falling to the wet ground, thankfully. I thought he hadn’t seen but he totally did and offered his hand to get me up onto the board again and then gave me a little push to help me climb into the seat. I pulled the door closed and began to cry again and texted Mom and a few others to let them know what happened and to see about getting a ride home. I’m 22 and still live at home. I’m close to my Mom being as my Dad was never around and I was trying really hard to get my shit together, move out, and be a real person, but today was definitely not a banner day for any of that.

The driver opened his door and got in a few minutes later while I was still bawling.

“Heyyyy…. Ummm.. are you okay?” he asked gently.

“No!” I said angrily, about to launch into all the damn reasons I was definitely not okay when I was stopped by his eyes. He pulled down his hood after he got in and holy fuck, he was gorgeous. Just a little bit of salt and pepper in his hair. His eyes were a striking blue and so very kind. The five o’ clock shadow on his face worked for him super well also.

“Okay, well, I’ll get you and your car to the Auto Club Garage. Do you have someone to pick you up? Do you need to call someone?” he followed up.

And that was when I broke open and word-vomited all of the past week of awful to this stranger. I don’t know who I was expecting, probably a MAGA loving redneck named Jethro who chewed tobacco, but it was definitely not this guy, who listened patiently to my tale of woe. I gazed idly at a very tiny yellow safety vest that was laying over the center console.

“Uhm.. does your kid ride with you or something?”

“No that’s for my cat, Florabelle, she usually rides with me, but she didn’t want to get out of bed this morning.. do you blame her?” he responded.

I started crying anew at how fucking pure this dude was, and…..Florabelle? OMG…..

We reached the garage and sat for a moment before getting out because it was still raining heavily.

“Did you find a ride home?”

“No, all my friends are pretending not to see my texts!”

“I can take you. And have you eaten? You look really stressed out!”

“Aren’t you going to get in trouble for that?”

“Let me worry about that.”

The garage processed my intake and he drove me to a nearby diner. When we sat down, he shed the layers of outerwear and wow, he had a nice body under all that insulation!

“Order whatever you’d like, it’s on me!”

I devoured a bacon cheeseburger as soon as it came and was in the process of dipping my fries in a vanilla milkshake and staring at his muscular hands and forearms, trying not to get caught as he concentrated on his cherry pie a la mode dessert. When he’d gone to the restroom earlier the rear view of his ass in his jeans was excellent. Turns out he’s a 42 year old divorced guy who lives alone with his sweet Florabelle, a dainty calico who is incredibly spoiled. His camera roll was about 90% Florabelle. He enjoys arts and crafts and making cards with his Cricut. He had the French dip for lunch and I was trying not to notice how deftly he captured stray drops of beef broth from the end of his sandwich with his tongue.

“You know, that guy’s an idiot. The one who dumped you. You’re beautiful.” he said, kind of out of the blue and awkwardly as we waited for his card to come back after paying the bill.

“Um… thanks?” I stammered.

“I’m probably too old for you, I know, but I just wanted to tell you that….”

“You’re… not. I’m just… a bit damaged... right now….” I trailed off and then the server came back with the card on a tray and said to him “Thanks a lot hon, you have a great day!” and snapped her gum before walking away.

It had stopped raining but was still gray and cold. We walked in a bit of an awkward silence to the truck and we locked eyes as he opened the door on the passenger side to help me in again and we both knew the gloves were off now. We wanted each other so why the fuck not?

He wrapped his arms tightly around me and holy shit.. what a kiss… I felt my pussy start to get wet as his lips touched mine, faintly tasting of cherries and vanilla and began to kiss me tenderly and then started to get more forceful as I leaned closer to his body. He only broke the kiss to kiss his way over to my ear and growl into it as he pushed me gently yet with intent against the car.

“I’ve wanted to bend you over and fuck you since I saw your ass jiggle when I was helping you up into the truck earlier. I got hard just touching you and had to calm myself down and be a gentleman because you were in distress.. But your tits have been teasing me the entire meal and Daddy’s still hungry…..”

My dress did kind of flaunt them in a work-appropriate way, I guess. His hand grabbed my ass firmly and then he moved it up to my tits. I felt him getting hard through his jeans and I felt another huge gush of wetness at the thought of his cock inside me.

Daddy.

He knew without me even saying it what turned me the fuck on. Maybe it was the age difference, maybe it was my Daddy issues, or hormones, or whatever, but I needed him.

We got in and shut the doors and we were on each other like teenagers on prom night. Our lips and tongues danced as he pulled my tits out roughly and pawed them, pulled my nipples and bit my flesh savagely, bouncing them and handling them roughly for his pleasure. The cab was actually pretty roomy inside so I went for his cock, still imprisoned in his jeans, and figured we’d be fucking in his truck.

“No, baby girl. I clearly need to take my time with you and take you in hand. I’m taking you home. But I want you to take off your panties.” he gently pulled up the top of my dress and started the truck. I obliged him and he put his hand out to take them from me at a stop light.

The drive to my house was mercifully quite short and I was vibrating with nervousness as I got out and unlocked the door. The house was quiet and our two cats were dozing in their kitty beds and I thought we’d, like, at least pretend to watch TV or something for a bit, but I felt him walk up behind me and start kissing on my neck.

I was not the most sexually experienced person ever and my brain squirrels were telling me I’d be a disappointment to him and all sorts of other bullshit, but his voice in my ear immediately short-circuited all that as he found the zipper to my dress and deftly removed the dress and bra and I found myself boldly wiggling my ass bare against him. I figured he said he liked it so much that I’d let him enjoy it some more.

“Oh, really? You ARE a naughty little girl… letting me pull your tits out in the car and now grinding that ass on me….. You should be wary dangling yourself in front of me and teasing like this…. I’ll just take what I want…..”

He turned me around and we began kissing again but this time he let me remove his shirt and oh, fucking hell… what an amazing furry chest and belly he had. I’d had a bit of a preview seeing his lower arms, but good gracious, I couldn’t help but nuzzle my face into the dark, soft hair and I felt incredibly safe and happy held there. His gentle side made me weak in the knees, and his dominant side made me so fucking wet. He sat down and patted his knee.

“Over my knee with you, little one.” he said gently but firmly. He started spanking me gently but then increased the force and frequency of the spanks and it broke a dam inside my brain. I sobbed for awhile, letting all of the pain and stress leave my body as he spanked me harder and harder until I began to wiggle and grind a little on him and my brain just shut off and blissed out, being under his control.

“’That’s a good girl. Cry all of it out for Daddy. I’m going to see how wet you are, baby…….” he crooned as first one finger than two slipped between my legs and into my sopping cunt. I clamped down hard involuntarily and nearly came on his fingers I was so keyed up but he cruelly pulled them out and slid them roughly into my mouth to clean them off.

“Are you ready for Daddy’s cock?” he asked as he slapped my face gently with the wet hand after I licked his fingers.

I managed to whimper and nod yes and he told me to bend over the arm of the couch and he began to fuck me harder than I’d ever been fucked. He knew exactly how to make me cum and how much I needed a dominant man’s confidence and skills in bed. Even being as pent-up as he was, he managed to last quite awhile, bringing me to squirting orgasms again and again, reaching around to rub my aching clit as he railed the fuck out of my pussy. It didn’t occur that I wasn’t on birth control currently because my body just ached for his seed, it seemed.

“Fuckkkkkk… Daddy… oh please… please…..”

“Please what? Tell Daddy what you want!”

“I want your cum inside me! Breed me please!”

That did it. He pulled all the way out and slammed all the way back in balls deep holding my hips with a death-grip and unleashed a huge load really deep inside me, fucking it into me and shooting a second load, too. I screamed with pleasure as my cunt convulsed from the warmth of his cum and greedily pulled it inside me as I orgasmed repeatedly. It was the first time I’d gone bareback and holy fuck, I was now addicted to creampies. That was only the first of many times he fucked me that night. We became inseparable and fell madly for each other.

Good news, we’re still together a year later. Mom was a bit of a skeptic hearing the age difference, but he treats me like a queen, and she got to meet Florabelle, who of course won her over. Tonight, I’m telling him he’s finally succeeded in knocking me up! I’m already wet thinking about how hard he’s going to fuck me once he’s found out he’s bred his baby girl.