First In: Femdom Stories of First-time Strap-on Sex (9 page)

She worked my mouth against her cock. I tongued it
awkwardly. I got a mouthful of cotton.

Katie laughed and sneered. "Don't kiss it like
that
,"
she said. "You're not kissing your
Mommy
, baby. You're kissing your
Daddy
." I'd never heard the word "Daddy" sound as filthy
as it did when Katie used it like that. "Kiss your Daddy like you want him
to fuck you." Her breath came quick as she talked dirty; Katie has a
filthy mouth and loves to use it. I could hear her arousal mounting in her
voice as she added breathlessly, "Big hard Daddy cocks love it when their
little sluts beg to get fucked. Don't you want to get fucked, baby?"

"Yes, Ma'am," I said softly, my words muffled by
the pressure of her cotton-sheathed cock against my face.

Daddy didn't like that.

"Yes
Ma'am
?" she growled. "What did I
just tell you? You don't kiss my dick like you're kissing your mother...and you
don't
call your Daddy 'Ma'am.' Since when does a 'Ma'am' have equipment
like
this
?" She pushed my face away a little and pulled down her
boyshorts. She let her huge cock pop out. Freed of the tight cotton tug, it
smacked me full and hard in the face. Katie liked that. A ripple went through
my naked body as she slapped me with her cock. I could smell the soft chemical
scent of the silicone cock. The scent of Katie's wet pussy lurked not far
beyond it, and I realized that the cock itself was wet with her juices. Katie
had fucked herself with Daddy's cock before she strapped it on.

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 pushed 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?"