“Is everything okay?” I asked cautiously.
“Yeah, it’s fine.” He said with a hint of anger in his voice. “Chloe won’t be staying her after all.”
“She won’t? Where is she going to go?” I looked at him with a confused stare.
“She’s moving in with one of her friends, some fucking dropouts who all work retail downtown. There will be four of them crammed into one tiny apartment.” I could tell he wasn’t pleased.
“That news couldn’t wait until morning?” I asked, feeling my legs still slightly trembling from our kiss.
“She actually came down to apologize for earlier. She said she couldn’t sleep.” He took a drag off of his cigarette and then stood up. “I’m going to bed.”
“Okay…” I watched him walk upstairs and then curled up in his chair. It was clear that our moment was gone.
***
The next day, Solomon and I helped Chloe move all the stuff I had just helped her move into the house back to her car. It was clear there was a lot of tension between them, so I just carried what I could and waved goodbye once the car was packed. They had a long conversation by the car and when he came back in, he slammed the door in anger. He immediately popped a beer, despite it not being eleven in the morning and sat down in his chair. I cautiously walked into the living room and sat down across from him, unsure what to say exactly. I waited for him to settle down some and start the conversation. I was afraid of upsetting him even more and I didn’t want to ask him about the argument unless he wanted to talk about it. After a couple of cigarettes and the beer were finished, he finally looked over to me and shook his head.
“I failed…” He shook his head again. “I failed as a father.”
“What do you mean, you didn’t fail. She did!” I furrowed my brow together, coming to his defense—against himself.
“I thought I had done a good job of raising her. I thought she was mature enough to go out on her own, but I was wrong.” He walked to the kitchen and got another beer.
“You did the best you could with her. She made her own choices when she got to college.” I looked up at him when he came back into the room.
“It is just so damn frustrating…” He said angrily as he sat back down.
“Let me help you with a little bit of that frustration.” I dropped to the floor and crawled over to him, moving up between his hips and massaging his inner thighs.
“I’m feeling less frustrated already.” He said as he looked down at me.
I had a general idea how to perform oral sex, although I had never actually done it. Like a lot of girls my age, I had practiced with bananas and Popsicles when nobody was watching, envisioning myself one day being able to please a man with my mouth. I rubbed my hand up his zipper, feeling his cock getting hard behind the denim once again. I leaned forward and kissed up the length until I got to his belt and then I started to unfasten it. He shifted to give himself more room as I continued to rub. His hips slid forward and he let out a gasp of pleasure. I needed to see the confident man I had always known, not the angry one Chloe had left behind when she drove away. I pushed the button through the hole on his jeans and then slid the zipper down. He leaned up so I could tug them the rest of the way down and I pulled them to his knees, pushing his shoes off and pulling them completely off. His boxers were tight and when my fingers slipped into the waistband, I saw his cock getting even harder.
“Have you ever done this before?” He asked as I slid the boxers down.
“No…” My eyes got wide when I saw exactly how well-endowed he was.
“I’ve been told it is a challenge.” He grinned as it swelled even more.
“They were right…” I wrapped my hand around his enormous shaft. My fingers didn’t even touch.
It was a great idea, but he execution was going to be more than a challenge—it looked like an impossibility. I stroked up and down his cock with my hand, feeling it throb against my palm. I pushed it against his chest and started to kiss the bottom of it, slowly bringing my tongue up the middle until I got to the head. I kissed and swirled my tongue around the tender spot right under the head until he was moaning with pleasure. I made a mental note of the places he liked to be touched as I rolled my tongue around his massive cock, returning to them often as I continued to explore it. I kissed down to his enormous balls and started to move my tongue across them, which brought a loud groan of pleasure from him. I kept his cock pressed against his abdomen so I could continue to work on the underside as I kissed and licked them. He slid down so that it was almost vertical and he seemed overwhelmed by the pleasure so I continued to work on the meaty orbs.
“That feels so good…” He said with a gasp.
I picked up the intensity, moving up his shaft again with my tongue until I reached the head. I gripped the base and slowly brought it forward into my open mouth. The head was gargantuan and I could only allow part of it to touch my tongue. I stretched my jaw wider, determined to overcome the challenge. Slowly but surely, it slid between my teeth without them touching it and the biggest part of his cock was against my tongue. I moved my head down onto it further, letting a couple of inches slip between my lips. I paused there and started to bob my head up and down, pulling my neck back as far as my muscles would allow. I started to lightly massage the lower part of his shaft as I worked on the top. There were constant moans of pleasure, so I continued to keep the same motion and momentum going. A little bit more of his cock slipped into my mouth after I was able to easily work on the top part and then I felt it seemingly swell even more, forcing me to widen the entrance to allow it to easily slid in and out of my lips.
“You’re getting the hang of this real quick.” He said with another moan. His hand rested on top of my head and he started to push his cock in even deeper.
I let him push as much as he wanted, struggling to get it down. When he got to the back of my throat, I tried to practice what I had done in the past when I was messing around with various fruits and frozen treats, but it proved to be a bit more difficult. I started to gag on it and he released his grip. He let me slide up to the top and go back down until he was pressed against my throat again. I struggled with it for a few more seconds until I was gagging once more, and then I moved back up to the top. He tensed up as I continued to methodically work to get his cock down my throat. I was determined for him to get what he wanted, so I kept trying until I finally felt it push through the barrier at the back of my throat. My lips met my hand and then I released my grip on his cock, sliding down until I was against his pelvis muscles. I felt a huge sense of victory as I felt him deep within me. He seemed to relax a lot more once the feat had been accomplished.
“There you go.” He moaned. “Just like that.”
There was still a threat of choking involved, but he massaged my head with his hand and let me slowly move him in and out until I had the hang of it. There was a lot of emotion involved with it, not just because it was the first time I had done it, but also because he seemed to be a lot happier without the stress of Chloe’s recent issues in the forefront of his mind. I continued to move my head up and down, picking up the pace as much as I could without gagging myself. The pressure on my head got more intense as I started to caress his balls with my hand while I let him slide deep into the back of my throat, and then down into the spot he wanted. Once I had good momentum worked up, I could feel his cock throbbing in my throat and his hips started to grind, shifting forward each time. I knew that he was close to the end, and I couldn’t wait to feel it. A slight panic crept up when I realized I had never tasted or swallowed cum before, and I hoped I was up for the task.
“Almost there, Amy. Keep going…” He was hardly able to push words out between his gasps of pleasure.
I pulled the head of his cock out to the edge of my lips and I tasted the first hint of his cum on the tip. It was salty and the texture was strange, but it was a part of him, and I wanted to have it all. I slid his cock down my throat and felt his tense u
p. His cock throbbed and let out a load growl of pleasure. His hand clenched down on my head and he lunged upwards, driving his cock in even deeper. An explosion of warm, sticky cum drowned the back of my throat and I struggled to swallow it. He groaned and another knot of cum surged out into the accumulating pool. I finally swallowed enough of it to soak in breath, which was the only one I got because he was once again unloading his manhood in my throat. After several surges of it, he slowed down and I felt the tension start to leave him. He released his grip on my head and his hand fell loose at his side. He reached over and lit up a cigarette as I pulled his cock to the edge of my lips once again and drained the last bit of it off.
“That was amazing.” He said as he exhaled smoke. “I can’t believe it was your first time doing that. You’re a natural.”
“Thank you…” I crawled up into his chair beside him and cuddled under his arm.
“I’m sorry I got so moody. That definitely isn’t like me.” He said as more smoke drifted out of his mouth.
“That is why you have me.” I said with a smile. “I’ll do anything you need to take your mind off of things.”
“That was a very good start.” He said with a smile.
He finished his cigarette and then he started to run his fingers down my abdomen. I was burning with desire after what I had done for him and just feeling his hand slide into the waistband of my pajama pants set me on fire. He slid his fingers down to my clitoris and started to kiss my neck. I felt like I was going to faint from his touch. His thick finger moved in a circle around it and then slid down past it to the place no man had touched me before. I had definitely done it on my own, but it was different not being in control. I felt a moan of pleasure rise up out of me that I had never heard before when his finger slid into my vaginal cavity and began to massage slightly massage the interior. After his finger was soaked in my vaginal secretions, he moved it back to my clitoris and started to move in circles around it again. The combination of his mouth on my neck and his finger on my clitoris was heavenly. I leaned into him and closed my eyes.
“You know my cock is going to wreck that tight virgin pussy of yours.” He said as he moved up to my ears.
“Oh god…” I moaned at the thought of it. I felt my pussy getting wetter as he said it.
“I’ll ruin you for other men, which means you’ll be my submissive little girl forever.” He bit on my ear.
“I don’t want another man, I just want you.” I sighed and snuggled closer.
“When you’re a good little girl, I’ll reward you.” He pulled away and slid down to the floor.
He wrapped his hands around the waistband of my pajama pants and dug his fingers into my panties. He pulled them down with a quick motion, tugging them down to my knees. He slid my panties and my pajama pants off, leaving me naked from the waist down. His hands moved up my thighs and locked behind my knees, lifting them up. He started to kiss the interior of my exposed thighs, making his way towards the wetness between my legs. He positioned himself directly between them and his tongue extended out, tapping my clitoris several times before he moved down the side of my labia. Absolute ecstasy engulfed me. I brought both hands up and locked them together, placing them across my face and biting down on the bottom of my hand. My hips rolled forward, completely engulfed in the pleasure as he moved down one side of my labia and up the other. Some of my friends had told me how amazing it was, but I had no idea how amazing it could be until I felt it for myself.
“That feels so good.” I moaned with pleasure.
His tongue was like a tease, completely circling my labia and my clitoris, but never touching them. The tender flesh that surrounded them was ignited with with a need for more, but he deprived me of it. After his tongue circled the whole area several times, I was moaning, moving my pussy towards him, but being denied every time I tried to get it closer to his tongue. I reached down and ran my fingers through his hair, trying to guide his tongue where I wanted it, but he pushed my arm away and kept me there on the edge of being pleasured, unable to get what I needed. He placed his finger on my pelvis and stretched the skin, making it even more sensitive as he ran his tongue across it. I sank back into the chair and tried to control my breathing. My feet kicked in the air and my body vibrated as I begged him to give me more.
“Please…” I whispered, once again trying to guide his tongue, but he pushed my hand away.
“The anticipation is the best part.” He said with a light chuckle.
“I’ve anticipated long enough!” I whined.
“Not yet…” He said as his tongue moved to the crease between my thigh and pelvis.
I tried to control my legs and the building titillation mixed with misery. He moved from one side of my pelvis to the other and then once again returned to the tender flesh around the circumference of my pussy. He slowly circled it, getting closer and closer with each rotation. After he got to the edge of my clitoris, he slowly swirled his tongue around the hard knot and it felt like a surge ran through my whole body. His tongue slid down the edge of my slit, which was still pulled tight because of the way he had stretched my skin. Unfortunately, one tiny tease was all I got. He started moving in the other direction, rotating around my labia and clitoris, moving further away from the center with each rotation. I felt tense again, like the pressure had built up inside me and the release was needed, but I couldn’t have it. I groaned as he moved away once again.
“No…” I said with a whimper. “Go back…”
He laughed a little to himself and slowly released the hand that was pressed to my pelvis, letting the skin return to normal form. He placed a finger on each side of my labia and pushed it apart. Feeling his breath there sent more waves of tension through me as I waited for his tongue to finally touch down. He licked around my clitoris a few times, which had turned into a hard knot of pleasure. Each touch was driving me over the edge to the point I thought I was going to orgasm without him even trying. His tongue moved down the sensitive inner labia, keeping away from the vaginal cavity as he made the circle. My whole body was ignited with desire, and I couldn’t believe how much he had teased me. He finally brought his tongue down to the edge of my vaginal cavity and plunged inside.
“Oh god… Yes, right there.” I moaned.
I couldn’t believe how good the penetration felt from his tongue. I normally masturbated by simply rubbing my clitoris, but the teasing had made almost every nerve ending in my pussy a pleasure spot. I started to push my hips forward, trying to get his tongue deeper. He plunged it inside several times and then moved up to my clitoris, rapidly circling it with his tongue. I moaned several times and then he flicked his tongue against it a few times before moving back down and rapidly sliding the length into my wetness. I had been teased so long I knew I wasn’t going to be able to hold on, no matter how much I wanted to experience the pleasure for as long as possible. My hips lunged forward as he moved to my clitoris again and started to lightly push into my vaginal cavity with his thumb. I bit down on my hand, resisting the urge to simply scream.
“I’m gonna cum…” I said through the clenched skin.
He picked up the pace even more. His thumb moved into the tightness of my vaginal cavity and his tongue circled my clitoris over and over. There was no way I could hold back. I felt a surge of emotions and passion as I started to orgasm. It started fast with a sudden burst of pleasure, and then it seemed to come in waves, a little one, a big one, and then smaller waves of intensity. My hips bucked with each one, to the point he had to grip my thighs and circle my clitoris in order to keep me in place. When it was finally over, my whole body felt weak. I sank further into the chair and my eyes refused to even open. He cleaned himself up and then moved back up into the chair, taking me in his arms, and pulling me against his chest. I rested there for a few minutes, using all of the energy I had left to simply draw a breath.
“Now, that was amazing.” I finally said softly as I lay against him.
“Good little girls ge
t rewarded.” He said with a smile and lit a cigarette. “Bad little girls get punished.”
“I like being good.” I replied as I felt sleep coming on.
***
I woke up and found he had drifted off to sleep as well. I slowly pulled myself up and walked into the kitchen. I was in dire need of coffee, tea, or a direct infusion of caffeine. I settled on a pot of coffee and started making it as I looked back into the living room and watched him sleep. I couldn’t believe I had spent a lifetime alone when the perfect man for me was so close. I knew I had assignments I should be focusing on for school with orientation complete and hard deadlines ahead for my online classes, but all I wanted to do was snuggle back up with Solomon. Before I had a chance, he woke up and caught a glimpse of me watching him. He dressed himself and walked into the kitchen, taking me in his arms and kissing me deeply. The kiss lasted until the coffee pot finally gurgled the last drop. He walked over and poured two cups, dumping his normal assortment into his while I did the same to mine.
“There is something I need to talk with you about.” He walked over to the kitchen table and motioned for me to sit.
“I remember… Chloe interrupted us.” I took my seat across from him and he held my hand in his, moving his thumb across my knuckles.
“I’m a very old fashioned guy. I believe in a traditional household where the man sits at the head of the table and makes all of the decisions.” He looked me in the eyes as he said it.
“I understand.” I said with a nod. It was no surprise to me based on what I knew about him so far.
“I need to make sure you do understand and you’re not just saying you understand. I don’t have an interest in any other type of relationship. That is why I’ve struggled to find someone else. My wife was perfectly fine with that arrangement, in fact she was looking for the exact same thing because it was how she was raised. You weren’t raised like that…” He kept his focus on me as if he was trying to gauge my reaction.
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