Get it wet and sit on it

“Get it wet, Michael. Use your mouth.”

I didn’t hesitate. I kissed the tip once and then licked it a few times. I let the saliva build up in my mouth before I took him in past my lips. He was so big, so firm, so long. It was more cock than I’d ever had in real life but that didn’t stop me. I lowered my head down in one long swallow until my nose was pressed against his pubes. My tongue reached out against his scrotum.

I had deepthroated my friend’s father.

I held myself there even as I choked and gagged. My spit spilled out past my lips. Then I slowly withdrew, leaving behind a thick coating of slobber. When my mouth was empty again I finally looked up into Bill’s face. He was smiling at me.

“Good boy. Now get up here and sit on it.”

No sooner had he said it than I obeyed. I climbed up into his lap, my naked body in his arms. When had I gotten naked? Not important. I squatted over his rigid cock. He held it upright with one hand, the other he placed on the side of my face. I reached behind me to spread my cheeks apart as I lowered myself down. His bulbous head speared into me with exquisite pain. My own dick jumped and pulsed in pleasure as my ass was filled inch by inch.

I worked it into me slowly, going up and down. The throat slime was excellent lube and soon I had bottomed out. I had never been this full. I had to put my arms on his shoulders to steady myself. I began to shake, it felt as though I would be spurting out ejaculate at the merest touch. But I held on. Because that’s what he would have wanted me to do.

His hands replaced mine in holding my ass. He looked into my eyes and I knew for sure that I was where I was supposed to be.

“Ride it hard and fast.”

I nodded. He helped me rise up until just the tip was left inside me and then allowed me to set the pace. At first it was a modest ass fucking but soon I sped up. I slammed myself down all the way with all of my weight and then shot up again as quickly as I could. I wanted to show him what I could take. Show him that I could ream out my own ass on his cock. My dick kept flopping up to hit my abs, leaving behind little strands of precum.

I knew he was enjoying it because his breath became ragged. It was almost a growl in that low voice of his. I felt it vibrate through my chest. Then he let out a series of short grunts and I felt him shoot off inside me. My ass was taking so much **** and now he was filling it with his seed. I moaned like a nasty little faggot slut and I was so happy. And I was so close.

But he was ready for that. He pulled me closer to him so that my cock was pressed between our bodies. I kept riding him as it rubbed against the soft fabric of his shirt.

“Cum for Daddy.”

His final command hit me like a ton of bricks.

“Ohhhh... Thank you Daddy! THANK YOU DADDY! I’M CUMMING!”

My orgasm was huge. My body had to keep going on autopilot as my brain was overwhelmed with sensation. I came in between us, my sticky load soaking into his shirt and smearing across my naked chest. I kept going but slowed down until I was once again sat down in his lap. His fat cock was still inside me, his cum was leaking out around it as it softened, and all I could manage was to gently rock my hips to keep the feeling going.

I had no words. I struggled to catch my breath. Bill held me close in his arms and I held onto the thought of him as best I could as the dream shimmered out around us.

The End