It's been a mere 3 weeks since Daddy and I had sex for the first time. Daddy's been gone pretty much the whole time so it's been a lot of FaceTime and Skype dates lately. He did fuck me real good the morning of the day he was leaving. Hours spent tangled in the sheets with my Samoan god.
I distinctly remember riding that mammoth cock with everything I had. My hole gaped for hours after that. Then, Daddy had manhandled me and thrown me down on the bed face first; my arms held behind my back as he took what he wanted. The warmth and the splash as his release filled up my hole. The pressure of his large, strong hand on the small of my back; his other hand keeping my own in a death grip. The roar he let out in the throes of ecstasy. Oh, and the way he wrapped my leash around his hand, pulling until my neck and back arched as far as humanly possible; and how he used the other hand to clasp my own hand around my neck cutting off my air supply as I came harder than I ever have.
Those are the memories I've held on to every morning when I wake up alone again. Like this morning. I'm not even awake 5 whole minutes before I've got one hand fisting my dick and the other hand 3 fingers deep inside my boy pussy. Fuck, I miss daddy. I don't know if it's just because he's been gone, but my sex drive has been at an all time high. It hits from out of nowhere but it's so intense that if I don't get off right then and there I feel like I'll explode. I've never felt it this intensely before. I've just hit my second orgasm of the morning. Sweat pouring from my skin.
"Deano? You awake, love?"
Not even caring that I'm butt ass naked and gross with sweat, I barrel out the bedroom door and down the stairs.
"ROMIEEEEEEEE!" Before he can register what's happening, I jump into his arms, my naked frame wrapping tightly around his big strong body. I nuzzle my face against his neck; breathing in his familiar scent.
"Mmm Daddy I missed you! Been such a lonely baby boy."
I'm not sure if he did it on purpose or not, but he drops his luggage beside us on the floor and his right hand comes down to cradle my ass, his index finger pushing between my cheeks and applying pressure to my fluttering hole.
"Daddy's sorry you've been so lonely, handsome. But I'm home now. And I'm all yours for one whole week! Isn't that exciting, baby boy?" I nod, still hiding my face in his neck.
He tenses his finger against my hole as if he were going to breach the tight ring of muscle, but doesn't. I whimper.
"Come on my sweet baby boy. Let Daddy see that handsome face he's missed these last few weeks."
I shake my head in a 'no' response. Why? Random tears have started to stream down my cheeks. I don't know if it's the intensity of being in his arms again, or what's happening to me, but I'm so horny and frustrated and the only way I could process what I was feeling was through tears. Instead, I wrap my limbs around daddy tighter and start to grind my hips against his. My breathing becomes short and I start to whine.
"Ohhhh Daddy sees what's going on. Baby boy is feeling a little extra horny now that daddy's back. Is that it, handsome? Want a little special Daddy lovin'? Well, I think daddy can certainly make that happen for his sweet boy."
He proceeds to walk up the stairs to our bedroom. Once in the middle of the otherwise empty room, he whispers directly in my ear. "Want do you want me to do, baby? You're calling the shots right now, love. Tell daddy what you need from me. Where should daddy start with his sexy little prince?"
I mumble something but of course he couldn't hear me so with his free hand, he grabs my hair and yanks hard enough to pull me out from my hiding place in his neck. I turn my eyes away as much as possible, embarrassed by the tears still freely flowing.
"Dean. Eyes. Now" immediately I look at him
"Good boy. Now, I can't fix this if you don't tell me what you need. Talk to me, Deano."
"Just need your dick, Daddy." I whisper.
"Okay baby. Where do you want daddy's cock?" He flexes his finger against my entrance again. "In here baby?"
I shake my head no. "Not yet, Daddy."
He brings his face as close as he can to mine without touching it. Then, brings his tongue out to flicker against my bottom lip. "Want daddy's dick in there, sweet? Wanna suck on daddy's cock like it's a lollipop?" I nod this time.
"I want my leash and choker though, Daddy. I'll get on my knees for you and you can pull your baby boy on and off your dick as you choose. I just want you to use me, Daddy. Pretty please?" Without answering, he sets me on my feet on the floor and bends down and reaches under the bed where we stash all of our "toys" and pulls out the two items he's looking for. Then, he sits on the edge of the bed and spreads his legs wide enough so I can fit between them. With a snap of his fingers and a single word command of 'Come' I crawl to him; turning around so my back is facing him, I lazily drape my arms over his broad thighs and turn my head to the floor so Daddy can clasp my choker and attach the leash. With the final snap of the metal leash being placed, my breath hitches. Daddy pulls hard on the leash and my head immediately falls back onto his right thigh as I choke real loud for him. My eyes already glazing over. He leans forward and captures my lips with his, immediately pushing his tongue into my mouth as a distraction. Mere moments go by before I feel the solid weight of his strong hand enveloping my rock hard shaft. I moan into our kiss as he ever so slowly starts to stroke me. Daddy knows my body so well. He strokes my cock until the very last second; knowing all of my secret tells of impending orgasm. He stops me right before I feel the ecstasy take over my entire being. Then, he silently twirls his finger in a circular motion and I immediately spin around so I'm now facing my big strong daddy. He pulls up on my leash so I'm now sitting up on my knees. My face just above his cock.
"Get it out, little one. Go get your favorite lolli." He can be so dominating and fierce one second and so docile and sweet and loving the next. It's so thrilling never knowing what side of the Big Dog is gonna come out to play.
Soon, I've managed to unbutton and unzip his pants, pulling his tool out and my tongue lulls out of my mouth in anticipation. He pulls the leash again and this time my face plants right against his pubes on the left side of his dick. He takes his shaft in his free hand and smacks my cheek with it; smearing his precum over my face.
"Come on baby doll. This dick ain't gonna suck itself. Make daddy feel good." I then lock eyes with him as I drop my jaw and slide down his girth, choking some but continuing to push forward; determined to take it all. And, I did.
I slightly nod my head in signal for daddy to have his way with me. Keeping the leash wrapped tight around his hand, he leans his upper body back a bit, his hands bracing behind him to keep his balance. I feel him shiver as I groan at the new position my throat is in from my extra pull on the leash.
"Fuck baby boy. Fuckin' mouth was made to suck dick. Yeah, choke on this cock. Take it. Being such a good little sexy boy for daddy. Yes. Oh fuck. Gonna make me cum all in your throat. Want that, sweet? Want daddy to paint your throat real pretty with my load?" I moan hard in response letting him know that, yes, I do want his load. I keep sucking until daddy pulls me off of him after he comes off of his high. Once I'm off of his dick, he drops the leash, so I sit back on my haunches and put my head down with my palms face down in my lap. The room is silent again except for daddy's harsh breathing.
After a few minutes, Daddy regains control of himself and sits back up on the bed; taking in my fully submissive form. He scoots back towards the pillows and then I hear "baby, up!" And two pats to his upper chest follow as I crawl up onto the bed and straddle his chest. He grabs my face and brings me down to his in a passion and lust filled kiss before pulling back and speaking again.
"Show me that pretty little hole, sweet. Let daddy see how desperate you are already."
Not being one to disobey my daddy very often, I quickly turn so again my back is facing him. He lightly flickers his tongue between my plump round ass cheeks, immediately finding my fluttering hole and teasing it, the sensation barely there but enough to drive me insane. Bated breaths punching from my lungs. I reach to grab my dick and my hand is instantly swatted away. Daddy takes it into his firm grip instead; not stroking it, just simply grasping it.
"Daddy! Please!"
I don't even quite know what it is I'm begging for exactly, but I can't stop the pleas from falling from my lips. I feel the lump in my throat as the tears of desperation start to form again at the corners of my eyes. All of a sudden, daddy stops; lifting me off of his chest/face and setting me down beside him.
"Daddy's gonna get your harness combo out, sweet. That way your pretty little cock can't go spurting cum before Daddy's finished playing with his sweet boy. How does that sound, love?" He speaks as he's rummaging through our adult toy box. I whimper in response.
Once Daddy finds all of the pieces of the harness, he twirls his finger in that circular motion again as I scramble to do as told; turning my back on my daddy and dropping my head in submission. Daddy places the harness over my head and clasps the breast strap as tight as it will go before pressing a kiss to my shoulder and whispering 'such a good boy' against my heated skin. Then, the choker. Once the piece of leather is pressed against my neck, my body visibly relaxes; Daddy reattaching the leash to this specific choker instead. I know I'm safe now. I know I can be and ask for whatever I need. I'm in my happy place. Then, the cock ring. Daddy splays his big strong right hand in the center of my torso, grounding me and reminding me that he's there and he has me. Then, his left hand slowly slides the ring down my cock. I whimper as daddy tugs on it to make sure it's perfect.
"Good boy, sweet. Daddy's all done. Now, why don't you climb back up here and let daddy finish feasting on your pretty little desperate hole, hmm?
As soon as daddy lays down on his back, I eagerly scramble to straddle him again. This time I try to sit all the way down on his face, but he stops me.
"Come on now, baby boy. You know better than to be greedy like that. Daddy will get you there. I promise, but don't be greedy. Understood?"
"Yes daddy I sorry."
"Now, let's try this again. Remember who's still in control here."
With that, the light flicks of his broad wet muscle resume. It feels like hours that he's teasing and torturing me like this. I'm trying very hard to keep my composure and not disappoint daddy by being greedy.
"D-Daddy?" He stops.
"Yes, sweet?"
"Can I has more please? Really wanna feel you tongue my boy pussy so good. Daddy's tongue is one of my most favorite things. Pretty please daddy?"
He spreads my cheeks wide open and presses a loving, gentle kiss to my fluttering hole. My breath catches.
"How can daddy say no when you've begged me so pretty?"
With that he grasps my thighs and pulls me down all the way onto his face; immediately annihilating my already flustered hole.
"OHHHHH FUCK! Thank you daddy! Yes eat baby's pussy. Make me feel so good daddy! Mmmm can I cum daddy? Pretty pretty please?!" I feel him shake his head 'no' from underneath me. He continues his delicious assault like a man that's been starved his entire lifetime.
Unable to control the tears at this point, they flow like streams down my cheeks. Moans, groans, whimpers and desperate pleas still falling shamelessly from my lips. Daddy eats me out for what feels like hours. Suddenly, his tongue is replaced by 2 of his large fingers, scissoring me and lightly brushing that special spot inside my body that makes me see stars.
"Wish you could see this, sweet. Boy pussy so open and relaxed now. Can feel it flutter against my fingers. Pretty little hole so desperate to be filled. Isn't that right, sweet boy?" I nod, releasing a whimper as daddy pulls out of my hole completely. He lifts me off of him again and lays me down beside him. Daddy always takes his time on me when I need it. As I'm lying there, naked still, he gazes at me almost in awe. Then his rough hand starts to rub and grasp over every part of me he can reach. He stroked my cheek, smiling at me before placing a kiss to my forehead. Then, his hand grazes over my neck, I swallow hard in anticipation of the choking I so desperately want, but it never comes. Instead, he unbuckles the breast strap of my harness; flicking each of my now oversensitive nipples. I whimper at his touch and my back arches slightly.
"You're okay, my sweet little love. Daddy's just exploring. Missed you so much."
Overwhelmed by all of the events that have happened since he's come home a little over an hour ago, I shakily exhale and bite my bottom lip; unable to actually respond to daddy's praise of my body. I watch as he reattaches the breast strap and then splays his big broad hand over my abs and stomach, each muscle flexing in response to daddy's touch. Then, he scoots down the bed and I know he's nowhere near finished with me. He grasps my left thigh then the right one and moans from deep in his belly.
'Fuckin' thick thighs. Strong thighs. Love to feel them wrapped around my waist when I'm inside you. Or even better, locked around my head when I'm feastin' on that tight, wet little boy pussy.' He's mumbling to himself. Before I know it, he's manhandled me again. This time only one hand was needed for him to push me over so I'm now lying flat on my stomach. Immediately, my hips thrust desperately against the soft cotton sheets; trying to bring my cock some sort of relief. Then, a sharp smack sounds in the air and lands on my left ass cheek. My breath catches. Daddy pulls my hair, effectively drawing my head up to look at him.
"Do you know why Daddy spanked you, sweet?" I nod, completely lost in the ecstasy of everything.
"Were you being a greedy boy again?" I nod again.
"Hmm. Maybe daddy shouldn't fuck your tight little hole today. Maybe you should be left like this to think about how greedy you've been." My eyes widen, my bottom lip pulled between my teeth, turning white with how hard I'm biting it as I shake my head as fast as I can. No I don't want daddy to leave me here! Then, he clasps his hand at the back of my neck directly over my choker and squeezes, not necessarily the choking I was hoping for, but enough to ground me again so I settle down.
"Deano, daddy wants you to take this hand (he grabs my left wrist) and put 3 fingers inside your hole. Tell me if you're still open enough to take daddy's cock." I do as told. Spreading my fingers in an attempt to reopen my hole.
"Yes Daddy. I'm still open. Can I have your cock now? Please?" It's slightly slurred and mumbled. But daddy's smile tells me he got the gist of it. Instead of verbally responding, Daddy drapes his entire body over mine. Slowly pushing his dick inside me, letting me feel every single inch. Once he's balls deep, his right hand comes around the front of me and grasps my neck. Just like I like it. Then, his left hand slides under my hips and grabs the base of my cock. Just holding it, never stroking it.
As soon as he's in position, he's in my ear. "Mmm feel so good, baby boy. Such nice, tight little pussy for daddy to put his dick in. Always so ready and eager for me too. Ready to take what daddy gives you, huh my sweet? Fuck. Gonna make me explode real quick. Need to fuckin' cum all up in this pussy. Will you let me cum in here, baby boy? What if Daddy puts a baby inside his baby? Fuck you'd look so sexy pregnant. Ugh fuck I'm gonna cum, baby boy. Gonna take this cum up your tight pussy, baby?"
I nod rapidly. "Oh yes daddy please fill me up. Fuckin' put a baby in me. Give me your cum daddy. Please!" I black out from all the pleasure. Waking up in daddy's arms with him smiling down at me mere moments later.
*Two Weeks Later*
Daddy's been back on the road a few days. And I've been sick. I'm lethargic, extremely irritable, and the weirdest thing? I can't seem to stop eating, but I can't keep anything down. Ever since after Ro left. Like, he walked out the front door, and within the next second, I was running to the bathroom to puke and then crumbling on the tile floor. But I don't have a fever or anything. Oh, and my pelvis hurts. Bad. Currently, I'm sprawled out on the couch; right leg dangling off the edge, left leg bent at the knee and open to relax against the back of the couch. I'm wearing nothing but daddy's old jersey from his football days. My attention flip flops back and forth between some random show on tv and the cucumber I had picked from the vegetable bin in the kitchen. My hole flutters at the mere thought of getting it inside me. It was the longest, widest one I could find. Still not even close to daddy's girth, but it'll have to do. The more I think about it, the more desperate I become. Before my mind can register what's happening, I'm pulling the jersey up above my waist and holding it between my teeth, nudging the tip of the cucumber against my needy hole. It stings slightly as I start to push it in because I couldn't be fussed with prepping myself. I needed to be filled. I didn't necessarily want to cum, I just needed something inside of me. But, I grin and bear it until it's all the way in; grabbing the underwear I had worn the night before from the floor beside me and pulling them on, desperate to keep the makeshift toy inside me.
"Ahh fuck. So much better." Within the next 15 minutes or so, I become exhausted despite having slept all night and only waking up maybe 2 hours before putting the cucumber inside me. 'Oh well' I thought. 'Might as well go take a nap.' I have to stop a couple times as the ache in my pelvis/groin is a bit too much to bear; finally making it up the stairs, I flop face down on the bed. But the pain seems to worsen as I lay flat, so I tuck my knees up under me and arch my back slightly. If anyone walked in on me right now, it would be hysterical. But, fuck it cuz I'm comfy. Waking from my nap a couple hours later, I'm startled by how hungry I am. I'm ravenous. I make literally whatever food I can find in our house. There's Fettuccini Alfredo, breadsticks, salad, and brownies for dessert. I make my first plate and go to the couch to settle in and watch tv. As I set the plate on the coffee table and sit down, though, a wave of desperation runs through me.
I sit Indian style on the couch and pick up my plate; setting it in my lap. Within seconds of the first bite, I'm grasping the plate for dear life with one handing, feeding myself with the other as my hips rut into the rough material of the couch, dragging the cucumber still stuck inside me. The combination of the aphrodisiac of the Italian food and the opening of my hole around the cucumber that's dragging against my prostate now is enough for me to cum. At the very last second, I yank Ro's jersey up just enough that I don't get my release on it, move my plate of half-finished food and then I cum completely untouched. Coming off my high, I slowly discard the jersey to the floor beside me and hang my head. Exhausted. Again. Then, more tears. After finishing what was on my plate, I throw away my trash and grab my phone. My head instantly falling to face the floor as I take a photo of the mess all over my chest, then opening my legs and taking a photo of the cucumber shoved to the hilt between my legs. Sending them both in a text to Daddy. The caption reads 'Daddy, I sorry. I messed up. I was a naughty boy. Punish me please.' Sent. Didn't have to wait even 30 seconds for my phone to ring. Daddy's calling me. Uh oh.
"H-hello-oo?" Fuck. I sound so needy.
"Hi my sweet. How are you today?" He's fucking with me. Pretending he doesn't know I've been bad.
"I-I I'm o-okayyy."
"Why do you sound different, sweetheart? You sound winded. Is everything okay, love?"
Hearing my daddy be so loving sets me off again. "N-nooo-o d-daddyyyy. I not okay. I bad boy." More tears.
"Aww no baby. Talk to me. Why do you think you've been bad, sweet?"
"I-I put s-something in-inside me, Daddy. A-and it made me s-soooo h-hard-d. I came Daddy. You didn't tell me I could."
"Deano, listen to me. Daddy's not mad. Sure I didn't say you could cum while I was gone, but daddy also didn't tell you not to. Your body was just doing what it needed. Don't feel bad, sweet. Daddy loves you very much and you're always such a good boy for me. Now, how's your appetite been? Are you eating like a big boy?
"Yes daddy! I eat lots! Food yummy!" He chuckles at me.
"How about the pain you were feeling? Is it any better? Are you keeping your food down when you eat?"
"Still hurts Daddy. And I'm trying. I still throw up sometimes, but not a lot."
"We're getting you looked at when I come home tomorrow, Dean. You can whine all you want, but you're going."
"No I'm not! You can't make me! I be just fine!" I hung up on my daddy. He's being mean.
He calls 3 more times and I just let it ring. Then, a text message.
R: Answer the phone, Dean. Now. Or you'll really be mad at me when I punish you. 15 swats with my belt. And corner time. And no special daddy lovin' for the whole day
R: Keep playin' me, boy. You're gonna be punished
After 2 more call attempts.
R: Alright you disobedient little slut. I'm taking the next flight home. Your ass better be ready.
He calls one more time. This time I answer it. I don't even get my greeting in before he's ripping my ass for ignoring him. My mood completely shifts hearing the anger and growl in his voice. I'm smiling as I start to rut against the cucumber again. Not making a single sound. Just listening to daddy's sexy deep voice and letting the ecstasy consume me as I cum all over myself a second time untouched. I can't wait for Daddy's return.
** Sorry for the change in font! Typed some on my phone and then rewrote the rest on Word from my laptop. Also, sorry for the long wait! I will be writing more frequently now! I promise!