me. He let one leg drop to the bed and curled a hand around his shaft. “Areyouready? If you’re not,
we can wait. I don’t want you to feel pressured into anything.”
I couldn’t tell him I wasn’t completely ready, but I wasn’t sure I ever would be. No matter how
many times I’d imagined being able to top a partner, it was something I didn’t think would ever
happen. I lined the head of my cock up to his entrance and gave a slow, tentative thrust. Theron bit
down on his lip and groaned. It wasn’t a sound I associated with pleasure, so I stilled, looking up to
check in with him.
“I’m okay, Sam. Keep going just like that,” he urged me as I pressed a bit deeper. I pulled back
and pushed in again. My attention was split between his face and watching my dick disappear inside
his body. “Fuck, that feels good.”
With a few more careful thrusts, he was able to take my entire length. His hole spasmed around
my dick and I swore I could feel the gentle tug on the pocket. I shivered as I pulled out, loving the
pressure. This was so much more than wearing a silicone toy. It really felt like it was part of me.
Daddy pressed his hand to my chest. I leaned over his body, sliding a hand around the back of his
neck. My voice cracked and I felt an overwhelming sense of happiness filling my chest. “Thank you,
Daddy. I love you, so much.”
He planted his feet on the bed and started bucking up, taking control, using my body to chase his
pleasure. “I didn’t overstep?”
“No, it’s perfect,” I responded breathlessly.
“Then show me, baby. Fuck me as hard as you want to.” I pulled back until I was almost out of his
body then let loose with long, fast strokes. It was impossible to devour his mouth the way I wanted,
so I straightened, resting my hands on his knees to support myself as I pounded into his body. Daddy
poured more lube into his hand. He focused on the head of his dick as he started jerking off, muttering
his praises of how I was making him feel. I knew every time I grazed his prostate as his back arched
off the bed and he cried out for me to keep doing that.
So I did. Wanting to own his pleasure the way he always did mine, I batted his hand out of the
way. “Let me take care of you, Daddy.”
It only took a few more strokes before I felt his cock thicken in my hand. I lost control of the
rhythm as I tried to draw every ounce of pleasure I could from him. His back arched high off the bed
and his neck strained as he screamed my name. Ropes of cum covered my hand and his stomach. I
