Hunt Cam Revised

Hunt-Camp Rendezvous Chapter #2His hands were firm but gentle on the back of my head, guiding me deeper as I swirled my tongue around the thick, pulsing head of Daddy’s cock. The salty-sweet tang of his precum coated my lips like the sluttiest gloss I’d ever tasted, and I moaned around him, the vibration making his shaft twitch hard against my tongue. I wasn’t usually this forward, but something about being on my knees in nothing but my tiny pink panties, fishnets still clinging to my thighs, and those matching knee pads pressing into the warm hardwood floor had turned me into a total cock-hungry sissy whore. The sauna stove crackled behind us, filling the little hunt-camp room with steamy heat that made sweat trickle down between my small tits and pool in the waistband of my panties.I looked up at him through my lashes, my pink-gloved fingers still wrapped around the thick base of his cock, stroking slow and slick with the mess of my spit. “Daddy… can I take you deeper?” I whispered, my voice all breathy and needy. His eyes darkened, that hungry stare that made my clitty throb inside my soaked panties.“Show me what that pretty sissy mouth can do, princess,” he growled, his voice low and rough like gravel.That was all the permission I needed. I relaxed my throat, parted my glossy lips wider, and sank down on him. Inch after thick inch slid over my tongue until the fat head bumped the back of my throat. I gagged softly—pretty and feminine, the way I knew he liked it—then pushed past the reflex and took him all the way. My nose pressed into his trimmed pubic hair, my throat bulging around his girth. I held there, eyes watering, drool already spilling from the corners of my mouth and dripping onto my pink fishnet-covered tits. Daddy groaned loud, his big hands tightening in my hair.“Fuck, baby girl… that’s it. Throat me just like that.”I bobbed my head slowly at first, letting my throat massage every veiny inch as I pulled back until just the head was in my mouth, then slammed down again. Wet, filthy sounds filled the cabin—gluck-gluck-gluck—mixing with the crackle of the stove and his heavy breathing. My pink rubber gloves squeaked as I pumped the part of his cock I couldn’t swallow, twisting my wrists just right while my tongue flicked the sensitive underside. Precum poured down my throat in thick ropes; I swallowed every drop like the greedy little cumslut I was.After a few minutes of pure throat worship, Daddy’s thighs started to tremble. He pulled me off with a wet pop, strings of spit connecting my swollen lips to his glistening cock. I gasped for air, mascara running in sexy streaks down my cheeks, but I didn’t stop stroking him. “Please, Daddy… I need more,” I whimpered, turning around on all fours right there on the floor. I arched my back deep, pushing my ass up high, the tiny pink panties wedged between my cheeks like a thong. The knee pads made it easy to stay comfortable while I wiggled my smooth, shaved ass at him. “I want to ride you. Let your sissy take every inch.”He didn’t need asking twice. Daddy dropped to his knees behind me, big rough hands yanking my panties to the side. I felt the blunt, spit-slick head of his cock nudge against my tight little pink hole. I’d prepped myself before coming over—just in case—so I was already slick with lube and aching to be filled. He pushed forward, slow but relentless, stretching me open until the head popped inside. I moaned loud, pushing back, taking another thick inch… then another… until his heavy balls rested against my smooth skin.“Oh my god, Daddy… you’re so fucking big,” I gasped, my voice cracking like the **** sissy I was.He grabbed my hips, those strong fingers digging into my soft flesh, and started thrusting. Deep, powerful strokes that made my little clitty bounce and leak inside the front of my ruined panties. Every time he bottomed out, the head of his cock kissed that magic spot inside me, sending sparks of pleasure shooting up my spine. The sound of skin slapping skin echoed off the log walls—wet, rhythmic, filthy. I pushed back to meet every thrust, riding him like the cock-drunk maid I was born to be.“Harder, Daddy! Fuck your little sissy harder!” I begged, my voice high and slutty.He gave it to me. One hand reached around and wrapped around my tiny clitty through the panties, stroking me in time with his pounding. The other hand slapped my ass, leaving a pretty pink handprint on my pale cheek. I was losing it—moaning, whimpering, drooling onto the floor while he railed me senseless. The heat from the stove made everything slick and sweaty; my fishnets were sticking to my thighs, my pink knee boots squeaking every time he drove into me.I felt my orgasm building fast, that sweet, helpless sissy climax that always hit me when I was getting properly used. “I’m gonna cum, Daddy… please don’t stop!”He growled right in my ear, leaning over me so his broad chest pressed against my back. “Cum for me, princess. Make those pretty panties all sticky while I fill you up.”That did it. I cried out, my whole body shaking as my clitty spurted hot sissy cum into the front of my panties, soaking the lace. At the same time, Daddy slammed deep one last time and unloaded. I felt every thick pulse—rope after rope of hot Daddy cum flooding my insides, so much it started leaking out around his cock and dripping down my thighs.We stayed like that for a long minute, both of us panting, his cock still buried inside me, twitching with aftershocks. Finally he pulled out with a wet sound, and I whimpered at the sudden emptiness. Cum poured out of me, running down my fishnets in creamy white rivers. I turned around on my knees, looking up at him with my best “used and happy” smile.Daddy smirked, his big cock still half-hard and shiny with our mess. He cupped my chin, thumb brushing my swollen lower lip. “Good girl. But we’re not done cleaning this camp… or this cock. Think you can handle round two in the sauna, sissy?”I licked my lips, tasting him all over again, and nodded eagerly.“Yes, Daddy. Your sissy maid is ready for anything.”xoxox SissyMmarsha