by Olsen, Brett
Heat pulsed through me. Down below her cock, inside her harness, I could tell Katie was wet -- turned on to the point of dripping. She hadn't bothered to shower, which I liked. Her cock and her pussy beyond it smelled a little ripe, a little musky.
When she pried apart my lips again and forced her dick into my mouth, I got a sharp sweet taste of her cunt where her juices impregnated the shaft, and an intoxicating whiff of it from deep down in her boyshorts, under the harness, where her ripe cunt's fragrant juices were flowing more than ever. As my lips glided up and down on her shaft, taking more of it with every rough thrust of her hips, I opened wide and struggled to take it. I could feel the tension of Katie's body as she seized control. Her voice became harsh.
"When I'm wearing this," she said, "I'm not Ma'am, am I?"
With her dick in my mouth, I shook my head and mumbled, "Mmm-mmm."
She pushed me down further on her cock, thrusting her hips so she could fuck me in the mouth. My own cock throbbed sympathetically as I slurped up and down the heavily-veined shaft of Katie's big dark silicone cock. Her hand in my hair drove home her urgency to feel me sucking her deeper, but Katie was watching my reaction to make sure she didn't choke me too hard. When her cockhead nuzzled at the back of my throat, she felt me gagging and pulled back just enough not to make me panic.
In fact, I was the one who pushed forward onto her a minute later. Eager for her cock, I tried to swallow her.
She liked that, but she chastised me for it anyway.
"Good little cocksucker," she said as she heard me choking and gagging, trying to push her cock into my throat. "But you've got to answer your Daddy when he asks you a question. See if you can stop trying to swallow my dick long enough to tell me what you call me."
When I didn't stop, Katie pulled her spit-dripping cock out of my mouth and slapped me lightly across the cheek with it.
I turned red, looking up at her. I felt a soft supple wave of submission going through me.
"What do you call someone with equipment like this?" growled Katie, towering over me. Her smell was all over me. My throat ached from trying to swallow her. Her dark eyes flashed and her red lips curved in a vicious smile.
I knew what she wanted, but it scared me to have to say it. That's why my wife was forcing me. Katie might be shy sometimes about taking control...but she knew what I liked.
I gulped.
Katie purred: "Tell me who I am, bitch,"
"Daddy," I said.
"Tell me you want Daddy's cock."
"I want Daddy's cock," I said shyly, nervously. My heart pounded. "Please fuck me in the face, Daddy."
Pleased, Katie caressed my cheeks with her spittle-wet fingers.
"What a good little cocksucker," she said. "You're learning fast, aren't you?"
"Yes, Daddy," I tried to put her dick back in my mouth, but Katie wouldn't let me. She held her cock in one hand and rubbed the head all over my face.
"Get down on your knees," she said. "Daddy's gonna teach you how to suck it."
I let Katie guide me down off the bed. I knelt naked before her as she sat on the edge, her black boots planted firmly. She wedged them on the insides of my knees, forcing me to open my thighs wide as I took my position as Daddy's new cocksucker.
Katie pushed my face in her crotch. She guided me onto her shaft. I steadied myself with my hands underneath her, feeling the tight muscles of her perfect ass flex and tighten through the white cotton boyshorts. I felt the straps of the black leather harness as Katie started pushing me onto her cock, guiding me, "forcing me."
"It feels good when you suck it," she purred from above me. "But Daddy wants you to swallow it. Daddy knows how much you like it when that slutty little wife of yours swallows your dick. It's time for you to return the favor, understand?"
My words were muffled as I choked out around her thrusting shaft: "Yes, Daddy." It wasn't very intelligible...but Katie got the idea.
She said, "It's easy, baby. Just take a deep breath and straighten your throat, just like your wife does when she's real horny for it. Then go ahead and swallow as you push. Just work it down into your throat...but don't shove. If you gag a little, just keep going. But stop if you cough. Daddy doesn't want you choking." Katie laughed. "It's kinda hot when you do. But Daddy wants you to learn to take dick down your throat. If you start coughing, back off. Understand?"
"Yes, Daddy," I mumbled around her cock. Katie's creamy face positively glowed with pleasure as she looked down at me sucking her cock and getting ready to try again to swallow her.
I lowered my mouth over her shaft and bobbed deeper onto her cock with every stroke. I felt deeply submissive as my own cock, rock-hard with powerful arousal, grazed my thigh with every bounce on hers. I could feel the slightly sticky trail of pre-cum drizzling from my dickhead to my thigh.
Katie's new boot nudged its way up and teased my balls as I took her cock deeper with every thrust. The tip of her boot traced a path up the shaft of my cock.
"Come on, little cocksucker. Quit stalling. Try it. You want to swallow Daddy's cock. I can tell. Go ahead. Open wide. Open up. Swallow Daddy's cock, and he'll give you what you want."
She'd let me up just long enough to gasp for air. I looked at her, red-faced and wet-cheeked.
"What do I want?" I asked nervously.
Katie grinned wolfishly and leaned down low over me. I'm quite a bit taller than Katie, so she had to lean down far to make her point.
She did it by planting both hands on my ass, four fingers and a thumb digging hard into each cheek as she rubbed her cock against my wet face.
"You wanna be Daddy's bitch," she said. "Don't try and deny it. Tell me you do."
I gulped, feeling my tight ass clench against her squeeze.
"I--I don't know," I said. "I don't know if I can take it. Daddy's pretty well-hung."
Katie leaned back and perched her ass on the edge of the bed.
"Well," she purred, "the way you're going you're never going to swallow that thing. You'd better swallow it, bitch...or Daddy won't bend you over. Got it?"
I nodded. "Yes, Daddy."
I put my mouth back on my wife's cock. I slid my lips down the midway point. As I sucked it and seriously contemplated taking it in the ass, I realized for the first time just how fucking enormous it was.
I tasted the lingering flavor of Katie's pussy on the shaft.
Hey, if she'd taken it...why couldn’t I?
Her cock was only about halfway into my mouth when the bulbous head struck the back of my throat. Her hand was on the back of my head, encouraging but not forcing me to swallow. When she felt me taking a very deep breath and trying to push onto her cock, her hand tightened. Her "encouragement" became more like insistence....which was hot.
It made me want to swallow her. I took a deep breath of pussy-scented air and opened my mouth wide. I straightened my throat, awkwardly positioning my head so I could push down as I swallowed.
I gagged. I kept pushing as I gagged. I started to choke. Katie's hand loosened and tightened in my hair based on how hard I gagged and choked. I felt a hunger to finish the task...to take her cock all the way down my throat.
She eased up when I started to cough. My wife let me up for a series of deep, labored breaths. My eyes ran copiously. I could feel my tears wet on my cheeks.
Katie cradled my head in her hands and rubbed her cockhead in my tears, as if lubing it up for me.
"Don't disappoint Daddy," she said. "Don’t disappoint Daddy on his anniversary. You can swallow it for him, can't you?"
"Yes, Daddy," I whined. I breathed slow and deep and even. I looked up at her. I saw Katie's pretty face through my eyes blurred with tears. The smile she gave me was positively evil.
"Don't disappoint Daddy," she said.
I took Katie's cock back into my mouth. I sucked it in deep. I bobbed up and down on it, letting saliva run over the shaft. When I had her cock good and slicked up with my spittle, I took a deeper breath, opened wide, and pu
shed myself onto her.
I worked my throat muscles in a hard, as if I were taking a pill....a fourteen-inch pill with a big, solid head and a series of striated veins.
There was only a hint of gagging this time.
My stomach roiled as I forced my wife's cock past my gag reflex, but her cock went. It sank into me.
When I felt the thick fullness of her cock in my throat and felt my lips against the black leather base of her harness, a thrill rippled through me. Katie's hand tightened in my hair. She held me down. She was ready to let me up if I needed it....but I didn't need it. I'd swallowed her cock, and I wanted to savor it.
I stayed down with her cock in my throat for a good long minute, or close to it. I bobbed up and down in tiny strokes, working Daddy's cock into my throat as my lips pressed against her harness. I could smell the fresh leather and Katie's cunt beyond. I could feel the smoothness of her thighs against my unshaven chin. Katie's body gave a shudder. My wife has always loved the feeling of unshaven face against her thighs...especially in the morning. A little razor burn makes things interesting, she's fond of saying.
Well, this certainly qualified as interesting. And it wasn't even seven o'clock yet.
Katie let her fingers edge down to my throat so she could gently caress the place where her cock stretched my throat, like she was pilling a cat.
"Good little cocksucker," Katie purred. "You love to swallow Daddy's cock, don't you?"
I tried to utter an affirmative, but that was just a little too much. I came up off Katie's cock, drooling everywhere, my eyes and nose running.. I coughed a little, choked and sucked air. Katie let me catch my breath, gently cradling my head.
Then I surprised her by going back for more.
The second time I forced her cock down my throat, it went much more easily. When I looked up through blurry teary eyes, and saw the wicked grin of happiness and triumph on my wife's face, it was more than worth it.
"What a good little cocksucker," Katie praised me. "Ready for your reward? You gave Daddy everything he wanted. All Daddy wanted as to see you take his cock down your throat. Now Daddy's gonna give you what you've always wanted."
Katie leaned forward, jostling her cock deep into my throat and pushing it even further down. I gagged a little, but kept my mouth in place around the base and didn't pull away.
My wife reached her hands down my back and grabbed my ass. It was the hard squeeze of her fingers and her fingernails digging in to my buttocks that made me choke again. I came up, coughing, and Katie backed off. She cradled my head in her lap, resting her cock against my cheek. I could smell her cunt. She reached beyond the harness and felt herself. Her fingers came out glistening with her aromatic juices.
She rubbed her wet fingers against my drool-wet lips. She made sure I could smell them, and pushed them past my lips to rub her juices onto my tongue. She wanted me to taste her.
"See what you did to Daddy?" she asked. "You made Daddy all wet and hard. You've gotta let Daddy give you what you want, baby. You don't wanna leave Daddy with blue balls, do you?"
Shyly, red-faced, I shook my head.
"Then tell Daddy what you want," purred my wife. "What you've always wanted."
I said, "Please pop my cherry, Daddy."
Katie's eyes widened at the sound of those words from my lips. She gave a wicked smile and her eyes sparkled as she ran her fingernails down my back, making me shiver.
"I thought you'd never ask," she said.
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Katie guided me onto the bed. I felt helpless, submissive.
"How do you want me?' I asked her shyly.
Katie sensed my insecurity and made up for it with a confidence. Her hands tightened on my shoulder and wrist, pushing me into position on my belly.
"Face down, ass up," ordered Katie. "Like all horny bitches."
There was a wicked sound to her voice. That's Katie's favorite position to get fucked in. There's something about the way my cock and her pussy fit together that makes rear entry the position of choice to hit all of Katie's good spots. She likes doggy style well enough, mostly mostly because it lets her rise up onto her hands and knees and fuck herself back against me. Katie loves that.
But when I've got the energy and she's feeling very submissive, she loves to plant her face in a pillow and put her ass up high. She stretches out her arms to grab the metal headboard, or leaves them down at her sides, looking helpless and placing herself totally under my power.
Well, tonight I was feeling very submissive. But I was also somewhat scared. That cock my wife was wearing was really quite a monster, as my aching throat kept telling me. It was bigger than my cock by quite a large margin...although, for what it's worth, Katie is considerably more petite than I am, so maybe it wasn't too much to expect me to take a large cock.
Nonetheless, I felt sure I would need to brace myself to take "Daddy's" cock up inside me.
So I reached out and grabbed the struts of the metal headboard.
Katie guided my ass up into the air and spread my legs.
I could feel her huge cock rubbing against my thigh as she positioned me for my deflowering.
My heart pounded as I waited for Katie to take me.
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Outside, the sky had lightened. When I looked over my shoulder, I could see my wife clearly now, and she looked amazing. When she whipped the white tank top over her head and tossed it away, most of her gorgeous creamy café-au-lait body rose beautiful and irresistible over me. With her cock jutting out of the black leather harness and her boyshorts pulled down to expose it, she looked amazing. Even better was the sensuous feel of the soft supple boots against my ankles as she positioned herself to take me.
Her chocolate-brown cock jutted huge and pendulous out of her boyshorts, full and wet and ready. It looked enormous. She was ready to take me with it. I felt my asshole clenching small and tight in response to the sight of it.
Katie knew I was a little nervous, and she relished it. She wasn't in a rush, though. She's always been a big fan of foreplay, to the point where she can drive me crazy for hours until I'm begging her for sex.
She knew that a little tease was the cure for my apprehension now...and she knew just how to give it to me.
She bent down and planted her mouth on my ass. My eyes widened as Katie began to rim me.
I let out a moan of surrender Katie's tongue slid up my crack. As she licked deeply, her skilled fingers worked over my balls, teasing and caressing. When she felt my arousal mounting so that I thrust up against the strokes of her tongue, she squeezed my nuts just enough to tug them down and keep me in check. It kept me from getting much closer to cumming, even as Katie firmly stroked my shaft with her hand, licking deeper into my ass with each thrust of her tongue.
When I rose against the thrusts of her tongue again, she squeezed my balls and rode with me. She used my movements to force herself into me. She pushed her tongue deeper into my ass so that I felt my tight asshole relaxing. She opened me up with her tongue.
Then I heard the soft sucking sound of lube leaving the bottle...and Katie's finger joined her tongue.
She pushed in. My ass opened up for one finger. I gave a soft, low groan as she achieved first penetration. She added another cool squirt of lube and pushed her finger deeper in my ass, until another finger could join the first. I lifted my ass still further.
Katie seemed to scent my eagerness. She reached down and smeared lube over my cock, teasing me with her fingers. I gripped the headboard and pushed my ass up high.
Katie's mouth came away from my ass. Her fingers slipped out.
She took her position behind me.
"Relax," she said as she guided her cock to my entrance. "Let Daddy pop your cherry."
The head of her cock felt huge against my hole.
Katie pushed in, going slow as I struggled to take it. She let me take a little time to get used to the idea, parting my cheeks with her fingers as she rocked me against her. Gradually, she grew more insis
tent.
"Let Daddy inside you," she growled, her voice midway between a soothing caress and a slap in the face. It grew harsher as she commanded me. "Let Daddy have your ass, baby. Let it open up for him. Don't resist, bitch. Daddy's taking your ass."
She started to push her cockhead more firmly against my resisting hole as her words grew harsher. I groaned.
