I immediately start to try to escape Ro's grip, breath hitching at the pull of his dick on my hole, but I try to ignore it. I need to get away. "Ah ah ah, Sweet. Where do you think you're goin', huh? Daddy didn't cum yet. Need your pussy to squeeze this dick and make me paint those tight inner walls with my creamy load. Don't you want that, love?"
Without a word, I sink back onto his still-fully-erect rod and let him fuck me until he cums all over my insides. Once he's done, I make my escape, knowing he's too tired to catch me if I hobble fast enough. I lock myself in the guest bathroom down the hall from the living room where I still hear Ro's tired breathing.
"Baby? Love?" No answer. "Deano? Sweet? Alright, little one, I'm not playing this game with you. You better make yourself known right now. 1….2….".
I swing the bathroom door open and I kneel before Daddy with my head down, silently requesting to submit. Instead, he squats down in front of me and lifts my chin so I'm looking straight into his eyes.
"What is this about, Sweet? You never leave Daddy after sex. Especially not sex like that. Is everything okay, baby? Talk to me."
He manhandles me until I'm straddling his lap facing him. I twiddle my thumbs for a brief moment before I finally tell him what's wrong. But, I can't say it loud. So, I practically mumble it.
"Milk on Daddy's arm. 'mbarrassed. Thought Daddy w'ld be mad."
He chuckles lightheartedly. "Baby, I would never be mad at that! Silly little love. It's actually a turn on for me. Watch." He proceeds to lick my milk from his arm. "Mmm you taste real good, Sweet. Daddy thinks it's very sexy that you made some milk when you came, babe. In fact, come here. Lets go back to the couch. Daddy needs more of that sweetness."
Daddy proceeds to lay me down on the couch. Then, he immediately presses his lips to mine, his tongue searching for entrance that is instantly granted. As soon as he can tell I'm focusing on nothing but our kiss, he flicks my left nipple and I feel a drop of my milk ooze out. I try hard to fight the urge to coil in awkwardness as he proceeds to flick the other one and gets the same result. Then, something I definitely did not expect.
First, he grabs my chin. Not hard enough to hurt, but enough for me to look him in the eye and know that whatever his next move is, he's being dead serious. So, I continue to watch. I watch as he slithers down my body from the side. I watch as he takes his free hand and grabs my pec. I watch when he sticks his tongue out and I watch when he takes one long lick of my nipple and then proceeds to swallow the milk gathered there. My dick twitches in interest no matter how my brain feels about it.
He looks at me to make sure I'm still paying attention as he carefully moves over to the other side and proceeds to repeat the process. This time, though, he moans when the drop of milk hits his tongue. He moans like a man that hasn't had water in months. This time when he looks at me, his eyes have changed. There's a fire there that I haven't seen in a long time. Ooh this is about to be fun.
Without warning, he forces his long, thick tongue inside my hole and immediately my body trembles for him. I'm literally quaking for this man as he annihilates my prostate. Fuck! Him and his tongue continue to tear me to pieces from the inside out for what feels like hours. From the second he started, my cock has been steadily leaking precum. The wanton need in my voice as I moan for him is Earth-shattering in ways I can't even begin to explain. It feels so good that I actually black out.
The next thing I remember is being pulled from my dream-like headspace by a couple tugs on my chest. But they're two completely different tugs. As I look toward where the feeling is coming from, I see Ro. He's delightfully nibbling on one nipple and playfully tugging and flicking the other. My breath hitches and this alerts him to the fact that I'm now awake.
"Mmm there's my sexy little love. Made my baby feel so good, you passed out on me." He chuckles.
"Can't help it Daddy's tongue is so amazing." I say shyly.
"Aww such a sweet little love. Thank you, baby." He smiles down at me.
Without a word I place my palm on the back of his neck and pull him down to me, capturing his lips in a kiss that I hope conveys every emotion I'm feeling right in that moment.
"Cuddles, Daddy?" I ask softly as I pull away just as gently.
"Of course, love. Daddy will always cuddle his babies." He situates himself behind me on the couch and rests his open palm over my protruding belly as we spend the afternoon watching trash reality TV.
- Later that evening -
"Noooo. Daddy! Don't go! Please don't take my daddy! Rooooo! I love you, Roman…"
I startle awake. Somehow, I'm in bed and not on the couch with Ro. He's not behind me and I really start to panic. I'm sweating bullets and my heart is pounding. 'It's okay, baby. We'll find Daddy. He's gotta be around here somewhere.' I try to calm the flutters in my stomach as I manage to get myself up out of bed, despite my legs shaking. Suddenly, it registers to me that the master bathroom water is running. I make my way over.
"Ro?" My voice sounds watery and scared from my tears that are still flowing. "Romie?!" I say a bit louder in hopes that he can hear me since the door is locked.
After a few, long moments, the door swings open and my man is standing on the other side. Relief washes over me as I wrap my arms and one leg around my man and kiss all over his handsome face.
"Thought you left me, Ro. Some big scary man was tryna take you away. Got so scared." More kisses to his face.
"Aww, baby boy. Nobody's ever gonna take me away from my love. You hear me? No one. Not ever. Come on, lets order some Chinese for dinner and watch a movie. Think my baby needs some more cuddles.
"Can I have my harness too, Daddy? Maybe even the leash. I won't get on the floor, just need the feelin'."
Daddy's eyes flicker and I see that fire again. This is my favorite Daddy. "Assume the position, little one."
I immediately get on my knees on the bed; facing away from Ro with my head down. A big hidden smile on my face as I wait for him to collect the supplies. Once he's behind me, my smile drops as he first places the choker that the leash connects to. Then, my breath completely stops as the faux leather harness caresses my tender pecs. Finally, the leash is in place and I'm ready to submit to Daddy.
"Alright, Sweet. Off the bed. Walk with me, babe. Let's go to the living room. That's a good boy, Sweet. Easy on the stairs, love. There ya go. Alright, now, lets get comfy." I wait for Daddy to lie down and open his legs for me. Then, I climb on the couch and cuddle the best I can while Daddy uses his phone to order our food.
After we've had our fill, Daddy nonchalantly starts to grope my hip closest to his hand. I feel his crotch tent up, but I say nothing. Finally, I speak up. "Daddyyyy, I tryna watch da movie." I whine like I'm annoyed even though I could never be annoyed with Daddy getting horny. It's my favorite side of Daddy.
"I have a better use of my little one's time and attention." I'm intrigued at where this is going.
"Really? What's dat, Daddy?" I look over my shoulder and up at him. He grinds his hips against me and whispers real low against my neck.
"Why don't you suck this dick, Sweet? Daddy misses how good that mouth is. Doesn't that sound fun?"
"B-B-but how, Daddy? I'm too big." I pout.
"Just lay on your side, babe. Let Daddy do the work." So, of course I assume the position asked of me.
Then, Daddy brings one of his legs over my body and plants his foot behind me on the couch. He grabs the front of my harness to hold me in position as he then starts to slowly slide his dick into my mouth and down my throat. The further he pushes, the more my throat tries to resist, and I start to gag and choke. But he doesn't let up.
"Ahh music to my ears. Love this mouth, too. Perfect mouth for taking my dick. Ohh fuck. Yeahhhh. Missed this mouth so fuckin' much, babe. Oh god I'm close already. Shit! How do you do that to me! Fuck I'm gonna cum, De. You gonna take my load? Take it, De. MMMMMM FUCK!" I swallow rapidly as he cums all over my throat. He always tastes so good. I suck him for everything he's worth as he comes down off the high.
Once his breathing returns to normal and he's able to focus again, he reaches out and runs his left index finger underneath the breast strap of the harness. I whimper when it hits me what he's doing. He's not checking tightness or safety or anything like that. He's searching for any drops of milk that may have come out. He gathers a drop or two and then licks it from his finger.
This man and his fetish of everything about me is going to be the death of me. I swear it will.