Daddy sat on the sofa, his chest shining with sweat where I had dropped to my knees, leaning onto the chair next to him. In between deep breaths, Daddy told me to come and sit beside him and put out his arm for me to sit next to him. When I was finally able to stand up, I went over and his arm went around me and he pulled me to him.
"Did you like that, baby boy?"...to tell you the truth, I did and didn't but I told Daddy I did. I was sore as hell, it was only the second time a man had been inside me and it wasn't anything like the first time when it didn't hurt quite so much....however, I did enjoy parts of the experience, I loved how slutty I felt and I loved sitting naked on the sofa with my eyes transfixed on Daddys body and now flaccid, soaking cock.
"Next time, we will spend a bit more time getting ready, won't we?" and I nodded, still staring at Daddys cock which was twitching ever so slighly. I was thinking about that...what next time? I hadn't considered a next time but now that Daddy mentioned it, I started feeling enthusiastic...and happy that Daddy might want to meet me again.
As our strength started coming back, Daddy started to press his face and against mine and started giving me kisses on the cheek..."you're a good boy, aren't you?" he started saying and I thrilled from the attention. "Thank you, Daddy" was my answer. As this went on, I noticed Daddys cock getting hard again...Christ, it was a lovely cock...shiny head and around 6.5 inches long...it looked perfect, even nicer from up close.
"Kiss my cock, boy..and be gentle" Daddy suggested and I leant forward and did just that...I kissed it so gently, all over the head..."give a little lick, too" and I did that too. "Now, suck it a little..." and I opened my mouth and took the head in, being so gentle with it at the same time. "Lovely...now suck it, boy" and again, I did what I was told.
This continued for a few minutes and Daddy asked me to stop as his cock was sore from Fucking me without any lube. "Don't worry, it'll be fine tomorrow...come over after school" and I agreed that I would. "Now, let me get myself sorted" and Daddy lay back on the sofa with his head and shoulders propped up at the end...he told me to get on top of him and to put my knees on either side, over his belly, then he told me to start jacking my cock off for him, while he watched.
I started pumping away, my eyes closed but Daddy told me to open them and look into his eyes as I wanked my cock off. Again, I did what he said and every so often, he would pull me down to kiss me, his tongue going back into my mouth..when he would break each kiss, he would whisper something to encourage me back to wanking for him, "you're my whore, now" and "you love your Daddy, don't you?" and this would inspire me to even more hardness. His hand clasped me asscheeks as I wanked, faster and faster until I couldn't hold it anymore and told Daddy I had to cum.
"Good boy, cum on Daddy...show Daddy your cum" and I spurted it out, all over Daddys chest, neck and face. He gripped my ass as my cock shot out more cum...once, twice, three times...and I collapsed onto top of him, my face on his....
"Good boy...we are going to get on so well, become so close, you and me" and I could only pant in agreement.
A few minutes after, Daddy sat me up and rolled off the couch, he came back to me with a towel that I was using to wipe himself down. He told me to get dressed and to call back the following day, straight after school. I told him I would and I could already see myself running to meet with him...
That was the start...it went on for around three years. Over that time, Daddy made me do the filthiest things and taught me obedience, surrender, defilement and debauchery...I was his though and I did whatever he wanted and, if I was back there again, I wouldn't do one thing differently.
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