Page 32 of Daddy King

Pure black ink lining and circling in a fine pattern from his thick arms to the width of his chest. He has a body that comes from hard work and vigorous training, defining the grooves and sharpness of his build with the tanned skin emphasizing the muscles bulging in my eyes with his chest going up and down with every breath he takes.

I faintly trace one black ink with the tip of my fingernail, his skin is hotter than I expected as I trail up the design that swirls around his arm like a snake. I slip onto his broad shoulders, playing with the soft tip of his hair as I blindly caress his neck and it’s too thick for me to wrap my little fingers around.

Daddy did that to me and I want to feel what he feels when he holds my life in his hand, and a sense of dominance flushes over me and I feel high on the power that flows through my mind. As I move on to touch other parts of his body, I slowly begin to feel so lucky that I am able to call this beast of a man my husband.

Power reeks from him as he sleeps, sending a warning to anyone who would be foolish enough to dive into his territory that he will pounce for the kill.

I wonder if he’s truly asleep.

He’s too alert to be sleeping so deeply with my clumsy and exploring fingers, he has to feel my nails raking gently down his rock-hard abs. They don’t jump or ripple at the sensation, and I take it as a sign for me to keep exploring his big body.

I continue down and bump into something hard, hot and very big.

Biting my lips with furrowed brows, I wrap my hands around his throbbing shaft. Pulsing hotly in my palm, I squeeze the thickness and giggle softly under my breath. Daddy is still not awake yet, but he is responsive to my touch, and I could feel the soreness in my little pussy throb dully at the emptiness with the memories of being stuffed so full that I thought Daddy would break me in half.

I take full advantage of Daddy’s sleeping state to touch him however I want because he would never let me get this far unless he gives me permission and sometimes he isn’t that patient with me to play with his big cock that he would seize my hands and stuff his face between my thighs.

He ends up wiping my memories of wanting to please him.

I thumb the tip, smearing a clear droplet onto the head with the heavy comforter laying above his waist—Daddy’s very sculpted hips.

Twisting my fingers around his girth to start rubbing him up and down like a tempo of entrancing waves with a bit of inexperience. I learned from multiple occasions that Daddy likes certain things and he doesn’t like some things. What he does love is when my little hands clearly show him that he’s too big for me to contain in them.

Daddy likes to visibly see the vast difference in size between us, I think it feeds his ego and that it leaves no doubt that he is the dominant in this relationship.

I plop my face into the crook of his neck and whines his name, I need him awake for me. It feels wrong to touch Daddy without his permission and concern fills me that he might get angry and spank me again, though that is a punishment I would love to accept with my butt up in the air. However, it’s the disappointment in his eyes that I can't stomach.

My hand refuses to let go of his pulsing length as I’m too greedy to let this chance go. The internal struggle is too hard, and the submissive side wins over as the curious little girl reverts back inside with the boldness dissipating.

“Daddy?” I whisper, his ear his close as I bury my nose in his neck.

I squeeze the massive cock, licking my lips and swiping my tongue over his skin. Working a little harder, I pump his shaft with sure fingers as I listen to any changes in his breathing. He remains asleep, rich desire curls around my tummy and staying until I can get his cock in my mouth.

If he isn’t going to wake up, then he won’t know what I have done.

I harden my resolve with a purse of my lips and take my hand out from underneath the comforter. Leaving the side of his warmth gives the cold morning air the space to nip at my naked body, I shiver and flip my hair on my other shoulder to slowly lift up the tented blanket over Daddy’s equally naked body, and I had to stop and admire the hard muscles packed under his tanned and tattooed skin.

Pulsing and throbbing with redness taking over the massive shaft, the dark vein expands across the underside of his cock and my mouth waters again. Bobbing and standing tall, it leaks thick fluids down and I have half a mind not to dive down to pick up the trail.

I wouldn’t want Daddy to wake up just yet now that I have decided to do this naughty little thing I have in mind.

I settle between his spread legs, tapping on his thighs with my nails as I giddily smile. I’m so good at this, Daddy isn’t waking from my hands rubbing his big cock and I proudly pat myself on the back. I suck the head between my wet lips, sucking on the tip for more of those clear drops to touch my tongue. His cock lays heavily on my tongue as I slowly inch him deeper into my hot mouth, quietly humming at his taste.

Saliva messily drips from my mouth and sliding down on his shaft, slurping loudly when I move the head to my throat. Tightening in reflex, I take a deep breath to prepare to take him down as far as I can go. I want to break my limit and swallow Daddy's whole cock, but it’s too intimidating as it’s too big.

I have trouble taking him in my pussy, so my mouth struggles to accommodate him too. Moving my head back, I take over with jerking motions of my tiny fist with the saliva providing so much friction to make a squelching noise.

Too focused on moving my head down on his cock again, tears smear around my eyes at the prickling pain of having my jaw spread so wide to fit all of him in. I want to make him proud even though he will never know this happened because he’s asleep and I would never tell him in fear of being punished with the name ‘bad little girl’ branded on the red welts of his handprints on my butt.

I mentally scoff at the thought. Daddy would only spank me for not listening to him, and maybe he will hit me again. I kind of look forward to the stinging pain, my pussy floods Daddy’s cock when he drops his hands on me with crisp slaps.

Lewd slurping can be heard loudly in my ears, but I pay no attention to that as I quicken my pace to milk his cock before he wakes up. It’s a race between time and adrenaline.

I am so glad that he is completely knocked out, this secretive sensation creeps up the back of my head as it feels like I’m doing something illegal or scandalous. It makes this whole thing more fulfilling and exciting as his cock throbs between my lips.

Shuddering, I muffle my needy groan with a strong suck as his musky scent fills my nose to bring pleasure to my untouched pussy with my neglected clit.

The careful friction and lascivious squishing noises make my heart thump wildly against my ribs, pushing air out of my lungs as I take a deep breath to swallow him wholly inside my hot mouth.

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