“Sir, I need you.” I fiddled with my suspenders as I debate..
🕑 Added 2021-01-10 22:32:24 +0000 UTC
“Sir, I need you.” I fiddled with my suspenders as I debated how to reply to the text. No matter how true it was, II couldn’t tell him I needed him too. That’s not what a Dom does - not during playtime at least. “I know you do. Don’t worry boy, Daddy will take care of you.” My hard cock strained against my jock strap I’d worn knowing I had a dick appointment afterwork and I glanced around to make sure no one in the office could see as I adjusted my grey dress slacks to accommodate. I had twenty minutes left, and I knew I wasn’t gonna get much work done after an afternoon of teasing my new boy. We’d been playing for about a month at this point, my first foray into being Dominant in the bedroom. Well, officially. I’ve always been a bossy bottom, always on my hot girl shit because these tops are clueless half the time. But to have my boy’s trust and permission to take that role seriously, to be fully in control, was new and exciting. What work I actually accomplished during the remainder of the day I have no clue. But when the clock struck four, I grabbed my lunch bag and headed for the parking lot. “On my way. Be ready for me, boy.” My boy knew what that meant. A jock strap under his clothes if his roommate was home, nothing but a jock if he was alone. Just because he was a top didn’t mean he was gonna hide his plump hairy ass from Daddy. My favorite tops love to have their asses eaten, and he was no exception. I walked into his house, he was still in his work clothes as well. My hand gripped his ass and I pulled his bearded face in for a long wet kiss. I’m sure there are other Dom/sub relationships that don’t kiss but I need those lips everywhere, not just on my cock. Pulling away from our kiss, I growl into his ear. “Suck my nipples boy.” “Yes sir, thank you sir.” He unbuttoned my shirt and pushed my undershirt to the side to plant his lips on my nipples. My eyes rolled back as I gripped his head, unrelenting until I’d had my fill of his teasing and sucking. When I let him loose, he kneels down onto the floor. “Can I suck your cock, sir?” I grunt my approval as he slides my jock strap to the side and my cock burst forth to immediately disappear into his waiting mouth. His beard tickles the shaft as he pumps his pretty mouth on my cock, his forehead bumping against my belly. After a few moments, I grab his head so I can fuck his face. He groans with pleasure as I pummel him with my daddy dick. When I finally allow him to breath again, I lift him up to kiss once more before demanding he take his clothes off. Unhooking my suspenders and dropping my pants, I push his naked body onto his bed and take his cock into my mouth. He pants as I finger his hole and get his fat cock wet. My open shirt flutters around his hairy legs as my mouth gets to work. His cock always tastes like cum and sweat, he’s a horny boy and jacks off even on days he knows he’s gonna fuck. I don’t mind, the salty reminder of his past loads drives me wild. I take time to suck on his balls and push his legs in the air to taste his asshole as well. After a bit, I pull myself up and lay my full weight on my boy, kissing him slowly as I pin him down and remind him that no matter which hole of mine he’s using I’m still in charge. He smiles up at me, a grin that lights up his eyes and stretches his wide lips almost like a cartoon dragon. I sometimes can’t believe this sexy creature is my boy to use as I see fit. His soft body, covered in slightly gingery brown hair, and thick hard cock turn me on but it’s the trust he’s placed in me that has forged an erotic connection between us. Before I becomes a mushy mess, I roll over onto my back and demand he fuck me. Doesn’t take any convincing as he lubes up his fat cock and my tight hole and spreads my legs enough to allow access to connect the two. He pushes his cock head against my hole and gently presses in. I gasp as the stretching sensation takes a moment to move from pain to pleasure. I give him the go ahead to begin fucking me and my tummy and man tits bounce under my wifebeater as he picks up the pace. My cock pokes past my own jock strap and he grips it with his hand and strokes me in tandem with his own thrusts. My shirts are becoming soaked with sweat but I lock eyes with my gorgeous boy as he tells me my own body is so sexy. I fight off a bout of shyness, a bizarre sensation when someone is balls deep inside you, and tell him I want to feel his load fill my sexy body. My wish is always my command, and doesn’t take long to feel that warm sensation flood me and his hard cock lingers in my sticky hole for a few moments. I begin stroking myself as he flops down beside me, spent from his hard work but still eager to please. He suckles at my nipples, intensifying the sensations as my own orgasm splatters against my leg and stomach. “Good job, boy.” “Thank you, sir.”
