I am not sure if it is the knowing what is going to happen or the actual act occurring that is more erotic. Having spent the previous evening cleaning my colon and stretching my sphincter I was going return to the man I called "Daddy".
Last week was our first time together after a few months of online banter. I had told him over those months some of my most base sexual secrets and our evening had progress along those lines. After entering his house and dispensing with the awkward first time conversation, I was told to get comfortable and quickly doffed my clothes and got on my knees in the subservient position. Daddy had stood in front of me with just enough distance between us that I was having to bend to shower kisses on the end of his hanging penis.
He took a few steps back and made me crawl towards him asking for his permission to continue sucking his cock. I was told to lick his balls and fell on them with a vigour that could be described as animalistic; they were a wonder, as big as plums and pendulous in a sac that was shorn of all hair. Opening my mouth I let one, then the other, slip in and proceeded to run my tongue all around them and applied just enough pressure with my lips to cause Daddy to moan appreciatively. Letting them pop out with a sound like a cork made Daddy's knees buckle and without permission I swallowed his now erect penis. That was no small feat as he did not lie when he told me that he sported an 7" long and 6" thick cock.
All I did was put that wonderful cock deep in my throat and left it lie there. Breathing through my nose like a good cocksucker I waited for a response from Daddy, I stared him in the eyes and waited. He let me wait for what seemed an eternity and then pulled out until the head was brushing the back of my lips and then pushed all the way back in. I was waiting for him to do that and fell on his penis with some gusto which he took as a signal to furiously fuck my throat.
Not sure if anyone out there has been throat fucked while kneeling but that is a difficult position to be in and be able to please. I am a great cocksucker without a gag response but when my throat is being bullied the way Daddy was using mine, it is a task to continue swallowing any size cock. I put my hands on Daddy's legs to slow him down knowing that I was in for some sort of discipline. I pulled back and lay down of the chesterfield with my head hanging over the arm and once again swallowed Daddy's angry cock. I grabbed his ass cheeks and pulled him into my throat with no worries of him hurting me-not that it mattered to him at all! I was there for his pleasure and he was going to get all that he needed.
Daddy had my mouth and throat for a few moments and then he pulled out and let me hang there begging for more of his abuse. He gave me that discipline by grabbing my ears and forcing his cock all the way in my mouth so that his balls were resting in my eye sockets. He just left himself there for a few moments until he thought that I was ready and then just rocked his hips and once again was fucking my throat in a manner that had me drooling spit like a tap in a matter of minutes. Daddy took some pleasure in the fucking of my face when he started long dicking me; he had the entire length of his cock pulling out and pushing right back to the roots. My body was twitching and his balls were starting to tighten, my reward was imminent.