Morning with Al

My apologies for the long absence. More chapters to come.

Sunlight through the windows woke me up early the next morning. "Good morning sexy," Al spoke from the other side of the room. I blinked a few times to adjust to the light and smiled at him. "Good morning."

"I was wondering when you'd wake up, Sleeping Beauty," he said.

"Mmmm," was all I replied and stretched lazily.

My eyes fully adjusted as I took in Al's nude, muscular form. Flashes of the night before sprang to my mind as I admired the manhood hanging thickly between his muscular legs.

All drew a pair of black boxer-briefs on and pulled them up, creating an impressive bulge in the front. I drank the sight of him in as he chuckled. "Princess has a one-track mind. Not regretting last night?" He padded across the carpeted bedroom floor and leaned in to kiss me. "Mmmmm, not one bit," I replied, "How about you?"

In response, he kissed me even more deeply before slowly pulling away.

"You'll find everything you need in the kitchen to make us some coffee but sort this bed out first," he said as he turned to a collection of shirts hanging in the open closet.

Dutifully, I got out of the bed and, wearing only the panties he made me wear the night before, did as I was told. I made the bed, aware that Al was watching. I made sure he got an eyeful of my firm, round ass as I worked. That done, I walked past him to the bedroom door, earning a slap on my satin-covered ass as I did. I giggled but the light stinging sensation caused my balls to tighten and ignited butterflies in the pit of my stomach.

Al had a coffee station set up just off the kitchen and, as he promised, I found everything I needed. I brewed two cups and brought them to the bedroom. "I remembered you liked it black," I said as I handed him a cup. "Good girl," Al replied "I like that you're attentive."

"I like to please you sir," I answered him softly.

"Mmm," Al said, sipping his coffee, "keep that talk up and I'll want to bend you over the bed. Sadly, I have a business call scheduled in a few minutes so I can't."

I mock-pouted, turned and wiggled my ass at him. He wrapped an arm around me from behind and fondled my ass with his other hand. Kissing the back of my neck he murmured "You'll have to wait."

I turned back to him and was gratified to see the result I had on him; his cock was now much more pronounced in the front of his underwear. Mine was too.

I grasped him and squeezed his semi-erect penis through his underwear, "I'll make the wait worth it sir."

''I know you will. And call me Daddy," he said.

"OK Daddy," I smiled at him.

Al told me his call would take about 45 minutes and told me to shower and get dressed for the day, but to wear the sheer booty-shorts he gave me last night underneath my clothes. Then he wrapped his muscular arms around me and drew me into a kiss. I instinctively reached up and wrapped my arms around his neck as a soft moan came from me. He released me and I stepped back. "Time to shower," I said as I turned away, slipped my panties down my hips and bent over to take them off, giving my lover a good eyeful. I heard his intake of breath before he muttered "fuck".

Pleased with the reaction, I headed into the bathroom to clean up.

The hot water and soap felt wonderful. I was thoroughly enjoying myself, luxuriating in this big shower when I noticed a pink box of lady razors on a shower shelf. They hadn't been there last night so Al must have put them there for me this morning. I took one from the box and soaped up my balls, giving them a touch-up with the razor.

When I was silky smooth a thought occurred to me - Al obviously enjoyed me smooth so perhaps I should complete the job. I was naturally hairless from the waist up, with only a light sprinkling of hair on my legs. I soaped up one leg at a time and made short work of them with the razor. Then, throwing caution to the wind, I soaped up my ass cheeks and the area around my asshole and very carefully shaved them smooth also. It didn't take long.

I dried off and stepped out of the shower. Examining myself in the full-length mirror, I checked out my work. I couldn't believe how much my smooth legs, cheeks and asshole looked like those of the women I had seen in porn, right down to the light-pink asshole nestled between two smooth globes of my ass. I looked feminine from behind! I smiled wickedly when I imagined how Al would react.

I dressed, putting on the sheer, backless underwear as Al had ordered. I had only the same clothes I had come in the night before but I had a fresh change in my car.

I waited, sipping the last of my cold coffee, until Al came back into the bedroom.

"Ready to go pick up a few things?" Al asked. We had a light breakfast of fruit and yoghurt and then headed to the elevator.

In Al's car we left his underground parking spot and angled up into the light. Al smoothly entered traffic and steered car onto the freeway. He rested his hand on the inside of my left thigh as he navigated to an exit a few miles down. He gave me a squeeze and slid his hand up to cup my balls before giving his full attention to the task at hand. I sat in the passenger seat and watched him, my dick fully erect in my jeans.

Soon he pulled into a shopping area and parked outside a sex shop called For Him. I had seen it in passing and was vaguely aware that it catered to gay men.

Following Al across the lot I felt nervousness start to rise but I swallowed it down. Who would recognize me in this part of town anyway?

We went inside and my eyes took in the riot of color in the shop. It was huge and incredibly well stocked. We hadn't gotten very far into the shop when an older man behind the counter greeted Al by name. They chatting briefly while the guy looked me over with interest. "Who's your new friend Al?"

"This is Mark, Mark meet Gord," Al said as he watched my reaction.

I smiled and said hello. "Lucky you," Gord said to Al, "he's a cutie."

I felt myself begin to blush but was saved by Al who agreed that I was but we had a busy day ahead of us and needed to get a few things. Gord told us he'd be there if we needed any help.

Al led me over to the lingerie section, past displays of sex toys, whips and various leather items. He handed me a basket and then started handing me items. Two pair of stockings, one white, one black, a garter belt, a lacy negligee, several pairs of panties, an anal plug, more lube, the items piled up.

I was a little embarrassed but very turned on so I dutifully followed Al around as he added things to the basket.

"You'll need to try this on," Al said as he held up a short skirt. I was a little shocked at the idea but was committed to pleasing him. A good sub would have hardly said no to a simple request.

Al called out to Gord, telling him we'd need to use a fitting room. Gord smirked "they're open."

I followed Al to the fitting rooms and put down the overflowing basket. Taking the black leather skirt he handed me I went inside and quickly removed my shoes and pants, slipping the skirt up over the backless panties. The door had a full-length mirror and I briefly admired how it looked on me. "How does it fit?" Al called. Before I could answer he opened the door and appraised me with a half-smile on his face. "Turn around." I did. "Flip up the back." I did.

"Fuck," he breathed, "you shaved for me. Baby-girl, you look so incredibly sexy!"

He gently caressed my smooth ass, spreading my now-womanly cheeks and lightly tracing a thick fingertip over my smooth pink pucker. I drew in a breath and gasped at the feeling. "Thank you, baby," he muttered as he nuzzled my neck.

"Anything for you Daddy," I replied in a soft, feminine voice.

He stepped into the fitting room with me, pulling the door closed behind him and turned me back around. He must have seen the question in my eyes because he told me to relax, that this was a sex shop.

He leaned in and kissed me but it was brief. He put his hand on the top of my head and pushed me to my knees. He'd undid his belt, unzipped and pulled his fully erect cock from his pants. I opened my mouth, thinking I'd service his beautiful dick the way I did the night before, but Al had other plans. Slowly, he started to fuck my mouth, his hands on my head. I whimpered in submissive desire at the taste of his cockhead as it slid over my tongue to the back of my throat. On my knees, wearing panties and a skirt while an older man facefucked me. This is where I belonged and I suspected that I was falling in love with Al. This spurred me on to fight my gag reflex and give him the best I could. Al increased his pace and his cock started to invade my throat.

I began to make glucking noises again, helpless to stop them. I timed my breathing for when Al withdrew, getting a quick breath on his backstroke. It was still uncomfortable and I fought for air at times but he was relentless, this beautiful older stud fucking my face. Tears and drool ran down my face as I fought my gag reflex. Far from being turned off by this sloppiness, Al seemed to enjoy it. His breathing got quicker and he started moaning rhythmically, not caring if anyone heard him outside the fitting room. I reached up and cupped his big balls in my hand to keep them from slapping against my chin but Al pushed my hand away. He went back to holding my head and I submissively allowed his nuts to slap against my lower face as he thrusted away.

He stopped thrusting and told me to take a deep breath and to relax my throat. "Don't fight it baby," he panted.

I did what he said and he slowly increased the pressure of his cockhead at the back of my throat. I fought my gag reflex and focused on relaxing. I didn't think it would work but suddenly he was past my gag barrier and in my throat! He pushed into me and the entire length of his fat cock slid down my throat. My nose was buried in his light pubic hair and his balls rested on my lower lip. He withdrew and I coughed for breath. Before I could fully recover he slid forward again, his cock down my throat.

He withdrew fully and said "That's enough for now. Open your mouth."

I complied and he started to jack his big penis, probably only getting a dozen strokes in before shooting a streamer of cum into my open mouth, followed by a second and a third. Gasping loudly, he milked out more cum, which landed on my nose and cheek.

He subsided and rested his cock against my lips while I swallowed his jizz. I opened my mouth and took him in again as he smiled down at me. I licked him clean and he wiped my face with a tissue from a nearby box. "Baby," he said, kissing my mouth, "You're beautiful, I've never been so turned on in my life."

"Me too," was all I could manage.

"Come on," he said, helping me to my feet, "I need to pay for these pretty things."

I was a little freaked out at how much the total came to at the cash but Al didn't blink before handing over his credit card to pay for the nearly thousand-dollar purchase.

"It looks like I have a long way to got to earn all of this," I thought happily.

Little did I know how much.

More to come...