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As I jacked off, I swirled the thick strings of precum around my tongue, imagining I was tasting daddy’s sweet cream. After I came, I lathered my hole up with my cum and fingered myself until I was ready to cum again, imagining that it was daddy’s juicy cock which was stuffing my ass.
One day I woke up especially horny. With my cock rock hard, I sneaked into his room, hoping to find him sleeping. He was not there, but the bed was a mess with a porno magazine and a cotton napkin. I was drawn to the napkin by its heavy musk, which I recognized from having smelled daddy’s dirty underwear for years. The napkin was damp and I immediately realized that it was his cum.
HIS CUM!!
He had been jacking off but a moment ago, and his cum rag still had the sweet wetness of those meaty balls! I almost came as I began licking the fabric, seeking to taste daddy’s cream as much as I could.
There and then I could not help but to take my cock out and start jacking off! Lying on daddy’s bed, I stroked my aching and twitching dick, fingering my tight hole while the napkin was on my mouth and tongue, tasting and smelling daddy. I cleaned up the gobs of precum with the same napkin, so that I could taste my cum and daddy’s together! It was as close as I had gotten to realizing my most secret and ardent desire.
I was so overwhelmed with excitement and so absorbed in masturbation and fantasy, moaning, cussing, grunting and calling out daddy’s name, that I did not notice daddy entering the room and standing in front of me.
A rush of adrenaline shot through my veins, a sudden terror took hold of me… until I noticed daddy’s smile…
“Looks like you found your ol’ man’s jizz rag,” daddy said with a smile.
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“Uhh… umm…” I was dumbfounded by his presence there, and even more surprised at his reaction. But that smile and that deep voice! FUCK!
There and then I fell in love with daddy all over again! There and then I determined with all my heart to belong to daddy; to have no will or desire of my own, but to be the very embodiment of his desires and commands. I wanted to lose myself in his eyes, his smell, his touch, his flesh; to become one with him and to remain there forever.
By a sort of magnetic force that defied common sense, courtesy and social codes, my hand was drawn to my hard cock and began to stroke it as I looked intensely upon daddy’s member aching to free itself from the constraints of those tight jeans. I didn’t care that daddy was there, I didn’t care if I got punished for jacking off, all that mattered is that my nuts were churning like crazy and my cock was pulsating and twitching with desire.
“I gotta tell ya,” daddy continued smiling, “that’s my favorite cum rag.”
“Uh, well, sir, um,” I replied with a nervousness that came from terror of what could happen next and from desire for what I wanted to have happen next, “it looks a bit worn. Maybe it’s time to get new one?”
“That is an excellent idea, son. I reckon I could search throughout the linen drawers for one, but that’d take time and I’m kinda horny now… kinda really horny, like right now.”
As daddy said this, he began rubbing at the increasingly large bulge, the bulge that had tempted me every day and made me jack off so many times since I could remember, moaning and whimpering like a little bitch in heat. Daddy continued,
“You got an idea as to how to solve this predicament?”
He looked deeply into my eyes and communicated without words or gestures his overwhelming desire to make me his new cum rag.
“Here I am daddy,” I gently replied, “you don’t need a cum rag.”
Daddy smiled as he reached for my hard dick. Words fail to describe what I felt as daddy began stroking my cock. There is also no way to make others understand the ocean of pleasure into which I was plunged as daddy slowly inserted his finger into my tight hole and started finger-fucking me as he jacked my dick. And when daddy pressed his velvet tongue onto my twitching, hard dick? Oh fuck! It was as if a man, deaf since birth, for the first time listened to the nightingale, or to Mozart, or to the Smiths. I had no precious concept, no frame of reference, with which I could even understand what was happening or discern what I should do with this experience.
Daddy, sensing my befuddlement, sought to reassure me. “Don’t worry son, just enjoy it.” Then he opened his mouth and gently sucked at my cock head.
“HOLY SHIT!!”
Usually in stories like this, the narrator continues to describe a nice, long session of hot oral sex; and I would be lying if I did the same. The truth is that I came the moment my cock head passed daddy’s lips. There are no words, no concepts, no memes that can help me express the pleasure of having daddy making me cum and slurping the gobs and thick strings of jizz directly from my cock; and to express the frustration that I was too quick to cum, that I may have disappointed daddy.
But daddy’s smile and his eyes told me that he was having a blast eating my cum and licking my dick clean. Then he put his hands behind my head and gently pushed my face onto his. We began to kiss! His tongue was as soft and as dexterous in my mouth as it was when licking and sucking my dick. As we kissed, he once more began fingering my hole. It did not take long for me to get hard again.
“Daddy, may I suck your dick?” I said between kisses.
“Please daddy, make me your new cum rag. Pretty please, sir!”
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Imagine the feelings of a child who, knowing only how to doodle, stands before such masters as Rembrandt or Matt Groening and is expected to deliver a masterpiece worthy of such illustrious artists. As I knelt before daddy and his throbbing bulge, I felt a similar terror and it increased exponentially when daddy released his gargantuan, bulbous cock from the confines of his jeans. The length and width of daddy’s dick intimidated me in a way that I cannot appropriately describe. Not only because those ten inches of man meat dwarfed my increasingly moistening dick, but such a sight stirred an ancient dread in the depths of my heart: like when a navigator of ancient times found himself dumbfounded in the midst of the watery immensities of the ocean, or when an astronaut is overwhelmed with that infinity of space which makes his existence so very infinitesimal. Kneeling before daddy’s cock, I clearly saw my own littleness, my utter vulnerability, my inescapable inadequacy, before the raw virility of the man whom I loved and desired with energies that exceeded my comprehension. My mouth was an arid desert, my heart burdened with an insurmountable weight; I was as if lost in a trance.
“Hey kid,” daddy said, “I reckoned you’d be devourin’ this dick as soon as those pretty eyes of yours saw it.”
There were no words I could speak; I could only give him the doleful, perplexed look of a puppy that was given a command which it could not understand. “Don’t worry kid,” he said reassuringly, “daddy’s here, just enjoy yourself.”
As my tongue pressed against the shaft of daddy’s cock, I was inebriated with the musk that suffused the thicket of his course pubes, and my chin touched his pendulous, plump nuts. As daddy’s breath became increasingly heavy, he began to softly cuss and moan. My soft tongue continued to lick his shaft, as the taste of daddy drove me mad with lust, with a desire that once fulfilled only called forth a greater desire. It took all the strength I had to keep myself from cumming prematurely again. I had to ignore the fact that I had been dreaming of this moment since time immemorial; that as a little child I had rubbed on my tender, little cock all night, wishing daddy would come into my room and take over with his hands and his mouth.
Then, something unexpected happened. Daddy began softly humming a tune as my tongue ran the length of his dick and swirled around his hard, shiny cock head. It was a tune he had often sung to me as he tucked me in my bed at night, when my little dick was hardening wishing daddy would say with me all night. The tune of the lullaby was too much! I had reached a point from whence there could be no return.
“OH FUCK DADDY!”
Daddy, knowing I was about to reach the melting crisis, scooped me from off the ground, laid me upon the bed, and pressed his face onto my crotch. I felt the light stubble of daddy’s chin tickling my nuts, and his nose rubbing against my light pubes as my cock throbbed in his mouth and throat.
“OH FUCK! DADDY! DADDY!”
My nuts unloaded in daddy’s throat. Panting, drenched with sweat, I was twitching from the vehemence of such an awesome climax. Suddenly I realized that I once again failed daddy; that the initial terror that took hold of me when first contemplating daddy’s cock was truly the portent of my abject failure, of my betrayal of my heart’s loftiest aspirations and desires.
My eyes began watering as I forced myself to look into daddy’s eyes.
“I’m sorry daddy. I have horribly disappointed you.”
Daddy flashed a mischievous smile, as he playfully and gently slapped my face with his hard dick.
“Tell me son, does this look like dissapointment? See how hard your daddy’s dick is? See how much precum your daddy’s dick is oozing? You made it this hard, you made it this moist. You could never disappoint me, kid. I love ya, son.”
Those blessed words were pronounced as his cock head was millimeters from my nose. I grabbed hold of that dick and started jacking it as I licked it and as I suckled at his cock head. Daddy must have known I could only do as much, that I was not yet possessed of the skill and experience to deep-throat that glorious cock as it deserved. All the while, daddy leaned over and kissed the top of my head, and I interrupted myself repeatedly to give daddy a kiss, with each kiss becoming wetter and wetter with his precum. Daddy’s moans and grunts became louder and more frequent, and my mouth became increasingly filled with his precum, the taste and texture of which sent me into immediate beatitude.
“You want me to tell ya when I’m gonna bust?” Daddy said between moans, with almost a loss of breath.
“No daddy. I love surprises. Cum for me daddy! Feed your boy!”
“OH FUCK YEAH!”
Daddy’s cock shot too much cum too fast for me to catch it all in my mouth. The thick, creamy ropes of jizz bounced off the roof of my mouth and oozed down my chin, running down my neck onto my chest. Daddy flashed me a brilliant smile and picked me up from the floor, bombarding me with kisses. With each kiss he slurped the cum off my skin and he fed me the hot, creamy gobs with his tongue as we kissed.
Both of us were lying on the bed, softly panting and smiling at each other. My heart all full of joy and gratitude, with a mind tempered by humility, I softly kissed daddy and whispered a word of thanks. Daddy, smiling, replied:
“Looks like now you’re my favorite cum rag, son.” -->
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