"Good girl." I answered, tightening my hold on her throat but softening the pull on her hair. She didn't want pain now. She wanted to be held tightly. Held, and used. "Open your mouth." I commanded.
She let out a squeak of joy and did as she was told. Full lips parted to reveal a row of white teeth glistening in the light. She held out her tongue, pointed down towards the floor already anticipating the savory taste of her lover. Using my hand around her neck, I guided her face towards my fully erect cock. I saw her eyes shoot down to the tip where already a drop of precum had formed. Although I wouldn't say it out loud, she knew I was enjoying this just as much as she was.
With practiced skill she managed to slide three quarters of my shaft into her mouth until the tip pressed against her throat. She moaned into my warm flesh and her long eyelashes fluttered. This was what she had wanted. This was what she had been craving all week. As soon as my taste met her tongue a rush of warmth had flooded her body. Her panties would have been soaked, had she been wearing any. She placed her hands on my still clothed thighs and I heard her inhale deeply. My scent was thick and pleasant. Musky and sweaty but masked and mingled by my cologne and aftershave. It was intoxicating to her, like a drug. This was her Daddy's scent and she lived for it.
I exhaled too. It was a relief. All that adrenaline, and nerves and pounding of my heart had all led up to this. Using my lover. Glorifying her body with mine. Succumbing to our more basic nature and relishing every second of a carnal delight.
Her mouth was warm and welcoming to my cock and I felt her move her tongue along the underside, tasting every vein and curve. "Mmmmm" I purred to show my pleasure in her oral fixation. I knew she could take more though, and pushed her head down further on my shaft. I felt her open her mouth wider to allow me deeper and pressed the tip into her throat as her nose smashed into my pelvis. I pinned her there for what felt like a minute. She gagged and rolled her tongue across my cock. It was mostly for show (I had seen her deep throat me with ease before) but it was a show I enjoyed.
I bent at the waist a little to press my abs into her forehead. Both hands now held her in place as if my entire body would draw her in as my cock plunged deeper inside her. In a husky whisper I said, "This is why Daddy is in charge, kitten. Because Daddy knows your place. Daddy puts you in your place." I pulled her head back forcibly by her ponytail then and she choked, sucking in air. Her gorgeous blue eyes were watering, but her smile filled the room.
On instinct her hands wrapped around my now wet shaft and began to vigorously pump up and down its full length. "Mhmm." she said with perky delight even as a single tear ran down her cheek. "Of course!" She spoke the last syllable into the tip as her mouth once more wrapped around me. She sucked then, trying to steal every drop of precum she could. Her puffy lips formed a heavenly seal against my skin, even as her hands stroked and fondled my sex.
It was ecstasy and I knew I couldn't last long under such intense pressure. That was fine. It was part of our agreement. She was hungry for my cum. Desperate for the taste. So I would always let her savor and swallow the first load knowing it would be the thickest and most satisfying in her stomach. "Fuck baby..." I muttered under my breath as I ran my hand through her crimson hair. She was in control now. I would let her milk every last drop from my swollen balls and then I would take what was mine.
"mMmmmHmmmMmmm" she moaned into my shaft sending vibration I felt all the way into my toes as she picked up the speed. Her head bobbed up and down like a piston, edging me on. Pushing that tension. Growing that wave of orgasmic pleasure until it built into a tidal wave I would be unable to hold back. She wanted my cum *desperately* and even her Daddy wasn't going to be able to stop her now that she had had a taste.
"Oh fuck.... Oh fuck... oh FUCK!" my ability to speak had been greatly decreased as my pleasure built. After a few minutes of her oral onslaught continued without stopping, I was ready to explode. "Fuck me baby, I'm going to cum!" I wrapped one hand around the back of her head where it met her slender neck and the other cradled her spine. I felt my cock tremble, once again fully inside her, before the tip flared and the first hot rope of cum surged forward. It hit against the back of her throat and quickly filled her mouth with the taste of her lover. A delicious reward for a job well down that she greedily drank up.
I held her body there, on her knees, lips wrapped around the base of my shaft, and drained every drop I could into her mouth, across her tongue and down her throat. I noticed that her eyes had closed and she held her breath as if she were savoring this and imprinting the moment on her memory forever.
My heart was pounding as I drained every last drop I had in reserve across her tongue and ultimately down her throat. When she could tell I was coming down, slowly she pulled my member out of her mouth. She looked directly into my eyes as she swallowed my cum with glee, a smile stretching across those perfect pink lips. With one hand she held my still somewhat stiff cock aloft as she opened her mouth wide, displaying her tongue for me, showing she had swallowed every drop. A look of a job well done sparkled in her eyes.
"Thank you Daddy." She breathily purred as her hand began to stroke the length of my member still wet from her saliva.
She then gave the swollen tip a kiss and sucked slowly, methodically. Using her tongue, she ran up and down every inch making sure not to miss a single drop. This, after all, was her reward for a job well done. She was not about to let any of it go to waste.
Once I was happy with her thorough cleaning of my shaft, I pushed her back down onto her knees. "Good girl." I praised as my fingers traced the side of her face along her cheek and down towards her chin. "But Daddy isn't done with you yet, is he?" I asked with a playful growl.
"No Daddy! Please no." She begged looking up at me with needy eyes.
"No, I'm not." I replied with a wry smile. "Up." I commanded as she popped up from a kneeling position to standing in a matter of seconds. "Hands on the couch." I leaned forward and patted the back of the rich brown leather couch before us. Her hands quickly gripped it and she turned to look back at me, but I gripped her head and forced her gaze forward. "No. Eyes front."
She purred, her legs squirming. I could tell she was wet and burning with desire. She had tasted cum, but she wanted; no, needed to feel it deep inside her. This, after all, was only the beginning.
