Page 17 of Lakeside Little
“I have condoms,” I said.
“Actually, I bought some earlier at the store.”
“Oh, well, I have them because I like to be prepared for anything.”
He took my hand and kissed it. “I am obsessed with how you see things. You’re prepared, your outlook, your sweetness.” With each compliment, he kissed my hand and then further up my arm. “You know, I don’t think I would ever say I was prepared for anything. And it’s why I feel like I’m chasing after you while you live in your bliss.”
“I want you to live in your bliss too,” I told him. “And you’re always more than welcome to live in my bliss as well. I heard it gets bigger and better when a little finds their Daddy, and a Daddy finds their little.” I embraced each of his kisses as they tickled up my arm.
At my face now, he kissed me on the lips, swishing his hips forward, we were pressed together. “Then I want to be in your bliss, deep in it, surrounded by it, under it, over it, consumed by it.” He pulled on my lower lip with his teeth gently,letting go. “I’m awake now, to what I want, to who I am, and to the boy I want in my life.”
A deep blushing heat raged within me, bursting out in a shimmy and a wiggle, forcing my chest to his in a moment of breathlessness. I whispered. “Is it me?”
“Yeah, it’s you.” He reached around me, grabbing my ass and pulling me almost on top of him. One leg over his, I was trying to be on him. “And we might not have long left together here, but there’s a reason we met, I just know it.”
“Do you believe in fate?”
“No, but meeting you makes the greatest argument towards it being real,” he said, kissing me. “And I definitely don’t want to question it.”
“Then let me thank you for being a good Daddy to me all day today.” With a hand on his chest, he was easily pressed to his back, and I climbed on top of him. Sat on his hips, his hard cock up against his belly. I stared at it before going down it with the tip of my finger. Throbbing to my lightest touch, I laid across him and kissed him from his lips, all the way down to his belly, where his cock had produced precum in patches of his body hair.
“I should reward you too,” he said, tipping my chin up with a finger, keeping me from what I was about to do.
“Since I’m a good boy, your words, I think I should go first.” My smile consumed me with giddiness, knowing there was no escaping it. I went down on him, licking the tip of his cock, coaxing out precum and swallowing it down like the dessert I didn’t get tonight.
Daddy moaned. His one hand on the back of my head, trying not to push my head down, the hesitation had him pulling at my hair slightly and ever-so gently. His other hand was at his nipple, pinching it. I joined in, taking his other nipple as I finally took his cock completely inside my mouth.
Like a heartbeat, the underside of his cock throbbed against my tongue, and I only used that to fuel my mouth’s ability to deep throat. This was both of our reward. I went down deep and slowly came up for air before going throwing my mouth down on it again, thumping the head of his cock to the back of my throat.
He moaned, louder and louder, his hand on my head becoming more entwined with my hair before he pulled me away with a big smile and the shake of his head.
“My turn,” he said.
I licked the saliva from my lips. “I’m sensitive. Don’t make me cum.” I flopped from his body and laid on the bed looking at the ceiling.
“Sensitive?” he asked, rolling on top of me. He held himself up from putting his entire weight on me. “In what way?”
“I cum easily sometimes,” I said, pushing out a pout.
He pulled on my lip again with his teeth and let go. “Good boys hold their cum until Daddy says they can cum,” he said. “But since this is Daddy’s first time with you, you get a free pass.”
“I promise to hold it.”
It was a hard promise to keep because the moment he was sucking on my cock, I didn’t know if I’d be able to survive, let alone keep the promise. It felt like he was trying to fill me up with pleasure so he could drain me of it. I stared at the ceiling, wishing there were star stickies to keep my mind occupied, and my hands with deep in the comforter covering the bed, unable to pull it free from the military tucking that had gone in to stuffing it under the mattress. He moved to my ass, pushing my knees to my chest while he demonstrated just how hungry he was by the way his tongue was working around my ass.
“Good boy,” he said, and I near bust my load while he wasn’t even touching it.
“Mhmm, I—I—”
“You are very sensitive,” he said, tickling a hand down my ribcage where I almost kicked a leg out. “I want to fuck you.”
I nodded. My voice fried from the adrenaline of holding my load. I hadn’t done that before, but I always head of people edging themselves, and I’d never seen the enjoyment in it until just right now when I’d been edged to the point of near glory.
In position with my legs at my chest, I was prepared for Daddy, and he didn’t miss. He applied lube to my ass, so nice and cooling to the heat our bodies had been trapping together. I was there to receive every single soft touch and brush of his hairy body against mine that kept a more shaved appearance.
The head of his cock pulsed as it went inside me, and I finally yanked the comforter free from the sides of the mattress. He went deep in me after that, slowly swinging his hips in rhythmic pushes as he fucked me, and I accepted each and every cushioned blow to my ass.
Unfortunately, for as long as I’d lasted with him sucking my cock, I didn’t last near half as long with him beating against my prostate, pressing me into cumming and tightening around his cock. The orgasm left me with instant relief and no more pressure to hold. Daddy came minutes later inside the condom, and he kept it there in me as he lowered himself to lay on my chest. He kissed me and rubbed his soft scruff against my body as his cock came out.
