"Good morning Dad." I took his firming cock and licked the edges of the top as he looked down at me with sleepy eyes. Sucking on him until he was rock hard in my mouth was always a favorite, and the joy in feeling him swell inside my mouth and start to gag me brought a smile out.
"Good morning pet." He extended his hand and let me shift my attention to kissing his knuckles as a sign of worship.
I was covered by the large fishnets he had picked me for, and underneath the assless panties my cock strained against were catching the clear drips of my precum. Slamming his cock to the back of my throat like I was taking a shot, I started deepthroating him enthusiastically to see how fast he could cum. My record was fifty seconds and each day I was supposed to try and beat it. Evan lifted his hands to avoid interfering with my practice and was already biting his lip to avoid cumming. My lips were overrun with spit, my hands holding each other behind my back to prevent interference, and my ass wiggling in the air as I prepped to have a stomach full of his sweet cum.
Evan let out exasperated breaths as he tried to hold back, my lips keeping a wet suction on the tip of his dick. "Gabby I could probably use a shower." In defiance I wrapped my mouth around him tighter, pulling and trying to coax every drop of cum I could. "Fuck!" Evan pushed himself into my cheek and starting pumping cum as hard as he could. It splashed onto my tongue and started to drip down my throat as I hungrily swallowed all of it.
Pushing his cock again to the very back my throat, I kept stimulating him until he gave another twitch of potential cum. My stomach felt the warmth spread down to it with excitement for more. I hoped that Evan could spend the day filling me to the point of it running down my legs.
Tamara would be gone most of the day with her summer job as a service agent for a local factory, and might come home with only enough energy to help me milk Evan's cock at night. For the next few hours, the heat Evan put me into was driving my sex drive through the roof, and couldn't be ignored. If he wasn't so strict I could get away with it, and if Tamara wasn't so horny she didn't need a constantly sore pussy, I'd consider masturbating like Id been hopeful to over the last few days. As if he knew I was planning to sneak off and play with my pussy, Evan leaned down and put his hand under my jaw so I'd look him in the eyes.
"I saw how you drank my cum, so you'd better speak up the minute you can't taste it anymore. I'll your throat soaked in it all day." He grinned, stretching finally and pulling his boxers back up. "What's on the agenda today?" He asked cheerfully.
"I'll be preparing you breakfast soon Sir, and then its your day to do with as you please." Standing up and grabbing the clothes set out for him, I helped dress him, and stood back to admire his features. "May I get food together for you Sir?"
"You may." He smiled as he buttoned his shirt.
In the kitchen I cracked two eggs into a pan and enjoyed the soft sizzle them. In a few minutes, Evan was just over my shoulder, his hands running down the the curves of my body. He hugged me from behind and started to kiss the edge of my jawline. With the slow cook of breakfast, I gripped the edge of the stove and cried out as Evan teased my breasts slowly. He tortured and pulled, sucked and flicked, bit and dragged his tongue across them before the eggs were done, and as he sat at the table I panted into my hands.
"Dont get too worked up now Gabby. I cant have you spending all day too horny to let me play with Tamara." He chuckled. Evan scooped down his breakfast as I munched cereal to cool my blood, and together we curled up onto the couch for a few episode of a favorite show.
***
"She's going to be gone for at least a few more hours." Evan let me drape my legs over his and stretch out, his hands jumping to my stomach to grab at the skin revealed by the shirt. Giggling and pulling away we locked eyes when he climbed onto me with his hands at my sides for more.
"I'm starting to wonder what it felt like before this. You've changed me inside and out. Hell, people at work started noticing every time we have an off day or when I get all excited and gushy from seeing you." My face turned red as he spoke.
I thought of how he had kissed after our first time together. Our heads resting on the same pillow in his bed and the feeling of his sweat still on my skin. "I know what you mean. Now I'm scared of moving too fast. I want to do as much as I can with you. Tamara keeps changing week to week it seems. With how much she's coming out of her shell it's like were waiting to see who she wants to be."
"Yeah it's a little weird sometimes. I get this feeling like she's going to outgrow us just by finding out who she's been underneath all of the pain and the bullshit. The sexual addiction too." He had a glance to the side. "Worried sometimes we might be hurting her growth with that too."
"She's not outgrowing us, Dad. She's in love with us. You're not immune to it either, ever since that first night when I got to hold you close and hear you let down all of those walls you've grown more than I can say. You keep opening up and showing the both of us how much you had inside there for so long. It's beautiful to watch." I meant it too.
The way he had started to take compliments about himself and truly believe them was beginning to change and more emotion was behind every action he had. "Evan. Dad. When we started you had feeling and passion but it was struggling to survive behind the bars it was put in. I can't even imagine how different it feels to finally let that out and in a way you want to. You're inspiring me." He had little tears in the corners of his eyes and tried to distract me so I couldn't talk about it.
"Is everything set up for when Tamara gets back by the way?" He asked and his face soon shifted to a confused look as I crawled in his lap and straddled him.
"Dad. Everything that comes next no matter how scary or intense it might be is better. You get to live a beautiful life. I know you look at me with all this potential but for you I see more joy in you shedding it all, and being you. I love that man inside. Give him a chance okay?" A few more kisses to the side of his face and then I pulled him into my chest. "Every time I get to see you just voice what you want and where you want to go next, you get happier. You're not just my role model, you're my hero."
We both seemed to have light tears in our eyes as we touched our noses. "What about the problems with porn?" Evan asked.
"I don't feel like I look at it that much-" I started but Evan was shaking his head.
"No, I mean Tamara. Her phone, her email, her computer, Gabby, she has it everywhere." I was confused as he said it. As far as I knew she had only been looking at it once or twice. "Pretty much anytime I'm with her she's looking at something."
"Wait really?" I paused, confused at why he was seeing it so much more than I was. "That's really odd."
"My baby girl has so much sadness in her, and my lovely pet is struggling to break free of her old thoughts. I just feel like I cant help and I want to." Evan looked like he was nearly buried under his own guilt.
"You give us hope and inspiration, you give us kindness and inadvertently heal our bad habits, and you have a knack for making me smile. Trust me. You help. You can't save everyone all at once, and who would we be if we needed saving instead of being partners who have something we offer you back." As I looked into his eyes I saw them start to fill with tears.
"Dad. Come here." Pulling him into my chest, he let out more of the internalized fear and pain from having so little encouragement over the years. Everytime he muttered an off handed comment about himself, I kissed his cheek and asked him to be kinder to himself. Evan wouldn't give himself room to see that his beautiful qualities kept shining through day after day. He wasn't seen by Tamara or I with rose colored glasses, he was our miracle.
Holding him for a few hours, we shared some of moments he never knew were my favorite. When we could talk and crack through our layers to appreciate how good company could be, we learned more about each other every time. He put his head in my lap and let the sunlight run the clock despite his urge to get up and hustle to another task. It was after five when he finally saw he need a day of love and relaxation.
"I'm home!" Tamara called, opening the door and setting her backpack next to it. She looked at us on the couch and bounded over. "Cant miss a chance for cuddles." She bounced happily.
"Have you eaten?" Evan asked, taking her collar out and putting it around her neck. When she nodded with a grin he fastened it. "Do you need sleep, or meds, or anything you should have done today?"
"No sir." She said, curiously looking to me. Shrugging in response, she looked back at Evan who leaned down for a kiss. "I ate and I've been good today."
"Good girl." He took her by the collar. "You can get undressed and enjoy your time home naked now.
"Thank you!" Tamara pulled at her clothes and had them piled on the floor in seconds. "Master I'm really horny, can I touch?"
"I dunno pet, I can help you, but only like this." Evan held up two of his fingers firmly. "Masters fingers will be right here, and you can grind and cum on them all you want if you're so pent up." He said authoritatively.
"But Sir, its not the same as having you inside me! I wanna feel you hit my spot." She stamped a foot with a little fuss.
Evan shook his head. "Show me you can enjoy just my fingers, and tomorrow, Master will reward you very well."
Tamara huffed at him, folding her arms. "What's the reward?"
"Master will take you out for a vibrator you're allowed to use." This got her attention and made her sit right up. "You can pick out a toy to ease that needy pussy if you're good today. You have to cum on Masters fingers fully, and you can't use anything else."
Tamara nodded excitedly, and ran to the counter where she could lean over. Evan followed, and put two of his fingers along the inside of her thigh so she knew where they were. Without looking, she lowered her hips and started to work on soaking his fingers with just her pussy lips. Evan had a way of creating these random and exciting tasks for us that only proved his natural dominant skills, despite no formal training or any BDSM experience.
