I walked into Daddy’s room buck naked, clutching my pillow.
He sat on the edge of his bed, doing something on his phone, and raised his gaze.
“No Tonya?” he asked and put the phone away on the bedside table.
“Uh, no.” I moved the pillow so he could see I was naked and needing. “I think I need help, Daddy.”
He inhaled sharply. Then he swallowed hard before clearing his throat. “All right.” He made eye contact very pointedly, looking a little bit amused but mostly kinda turned on. “Do you want Daddy to help you with your penis?”
I scrunched my nose. I didn’t like that he called it… that. I would have to explain it to him tomorrow, when I was bigger again, but I frowned now.
“Don’t wanna say that.”
“Okay, then what do you want to call it?” He gestured for me to come closer.
I stepped in and gave him my pillow. He put it on the other side of the bed, then held out his palm to me. “Lick.”
I giggled and licked his hand sloppily, like a puppy.
“I dunno,” I admitted. “Maybe it can be my thing for now?” I scrunched my nose again.
“That works for me. Just tell me what words to use or not use and I will.” He leaned in to blow a raspberry against my sternum.
I would’ve wiggled away, but he took hold of my thing and I couldn’t move!
“Oh, Daddy!” I rose to my toes and whined.
“Do you remember your safewords?”
“Uh-huh, yellow and red, Daddy!” The end of the sentence was a long whimper.
Daddy chuckled, and he began to rub my thing very, very slowly. “That’s good to know.”
Suddenly he wrapped and arm around me and pulled me close, and nipped at my side. I squeaked, then moaned when he latched onto my ribs, the same spot where he had his own tattoo, and started to suck.
“Oh my dog, Daddy!” I slammed my hands on his shoulders to stay balanced when these weird waves of almost-pain and so much good stuff coursed through my body.
I whimpered and felt my bits tingle even more.
Daddy pulled back and looked at me, then winked and leaned down to put his mouth on my thing!
He gave it kisses and licks, and I would’ve giggled because it was kinda like he was eating a lollipop but then he did something else and I was just… gone.
I mewled, and without my Daddy’s arms grabbing me, I would’ve hit the floor.
Everything tingled, but in a better way now. Like the pressure was gone and I was feeling floaty.
Daddy lifted and dragged me onto the bed. I was boneless in his arms and so, so happylike.
“Daddy, you’re the bestest,” I mumbled and hugged him tight.
Luukas
This evening felt impossible. The surprise at the club, the tattoo thing next week, and now this. I ran my fingers through Bear’s hair as he cuddled against my chest.
“Thank you, sweet boy.” I kissed the top of his head and let him doze off.
Seeing him step into the room with the pillow, I had barely registered him. I’d been responding to Allen’s question in our group chat, telling him that yes, we got home safely.
