Page 54 of A Daddy for Maddy

“Yes. We’ll take care of that. Put your feet in the stirrups. I think they’re adjusted just right for you to lift up a little.”

When he lifted himself, his ass came up.

“Higher,” I ordered. “Let me see that sweet ass.”

He lifted more and I praised him, gently stroking one smooth cheek. “Stick it out as much as you can.”

He obeyed and his cheeks spread. I reached between them, took hold of the jeweled handle of the plug, and tugged. It slid out of him with a glob of lube on the tip. I spread it around his open hole.

“Now, balance with your knees and lower yourself. Slowly.”

Maddy rose up, knees tight against the wooden back, ass up, pink hole gaping wide open, ready and waiting to be filled again.

“Down you go, pretty baby,” I said. “The toy is the same size as the plug that was just inside you. It’s a gel toy, so it’s very soft but it won’t bend. It’s well-greased and won’t hurt.”

As I helped steer his body, Maddy lowered himself onto the phallus attached to the rocking horse’s saddle. I watched as his wet, open hole swallowed it inch by inch, my own cock aching at the sight.

He cried out in pleasure. A lot of oh-oh-ohs. His hard cock jutted up from between his legs. His hands clutched the edges of the wooden mane even though there were reins.

I stepped off the stool and went to the back of the horse.

“Ready?” I held the tail of the horse, made of synthetic golden hair. Grabbing and pulling that tail was one way to make the horse rock.

“Yes. Please! Rock me, Daddy. I want to play!”

I pulled the tail. The horse rocked back. Maddy was fully seated on the dildo now. As the horse went all the way back, its natural weight brought it forward when I let go. I watched Maddy lean in as he went with it. His ass naturally rose up when the horse went all the way forward, the dildo chasing his hole, keeping its tip inside him.

I pulled back again, and he jerked back onto the dildo, crying out. He held tight as he went back, his spine straightening, his hole sinking fully onto the phallus.

Slowly, I got up some speed to the rocking motions. The phallus never fully left Maddy’s body. It was a perfect fit as he rocked. Maddy sang his pleasure loudly to the room as the gel cock went in and out of him, all greased and shiny, all for his ecstasy. And mine.

“Daddy, I love this horsey!”

I watched his hole expand and contract with every insertion. It was a turn-on like almost nothing else. My boy. His toy. His sexual heights of rapture.

When he began to cry out in earnest about coming and reached for his own hard cock, I stopped the rocking abruptly and went around the horse to his side.

“Up now.”

“No, Daddy. More. More!”

His cock was red and dripping at the tip. He was ready to come.

I went up on the stepstool and pushed lightly at his lower back. “Bend forward, boy. Do as I say. Lift up.”

The dildo made a soft squelch as he lifted up and off. I turned him to me on the saddle. His cock bobbed, looking painful. I reached up and he obediently slid into my arms, wrapping his legs around my waist and his arms around my neck.

I walked to the jungle alcove where the little boy bed was and lay him back on it. Before he could settle, I leaned down and slurped his hard cock into my mouth.

His hands were still on my shoulders, and they scratched me as he yelled.

As I suckled him, I drove my thumb into his still wide-open hole, feeling the wetness of the lube still there.

I bobbed up and down on that stiff, sweet cock until he burst into my mouth with loud screams.

I lifted off him with a big, wet pop of a suck, which drove him into a frenzy. As he was still spraying over his chest, I pushed his thighs back, lined up the dripping head of my own tingling cock and rammed it home.

“Daddy, yes! Put your pee-pee all the way. Go back and forth. In and out. Harder. Harder.”

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