I have a hard boundary. No other people. Period. Non-negotiable. Non-discussable. Hard Boundary. This is based in my faith and how my heart works… because I don’t share. I , unknowingly did, in my first marriage. I discovered he and I both liked men. Sharing simply was not an option, so we divorced.
But Daddy has a desire. He enjoys the idea of himself and another man using me together. The idea of my enjoyment of such. In another, as yet unpublished post, I explored this idea, and discovered my boundary has cracks in it. I may someday publish that post, but for now that part of this journey needs to stay private.
So we explore this idea in Play, online. And I find it nonthreatening in this manner. I can seperste it as the fantasy it is and enjoy it. After the first time we Role Played this, Daddy asked me to re-write it from my point of view. This was my homework for the day.
This is that report, written for Daddy.
“I really want your mouth on my cock right now.”
Obliging, I open my mouth to accept your cock.
“I want you to service me.”
I’m momentarily confused, is that not what I was about to do? Maybe he meant to start elsewhere, “Starting at what point on your body, Sir?” I kneel between your thighs, my hands reaching for my 6.5” heels, as instructed.
“ My cock… you’re only about my cock.”
I put my mouth on the head of your cock and suck. I do enjoy giving you head. I like the feel of the soft skin of you cock over the marble that I create in it. My tongue rubs the tip, circling around the hole.
“ That’s it, you hungry little slut”.
Did he just call me slut? I take a bit more of your cock into my mouth, my tongue constantly moving over the veiny shaft. My eyes watching the veins pop as my mouth moves over them.
“ Bob that head”.
My eye flash up at you, as I swallow you down into my throat, and back down to watch the veins in you cock. I can feel my pussy respond to what my mouth is doing. I wonder if you’re going to come in my mouth or move to my pussy. I’m not certain which I prefer.
“DON’T look away from me”, you command.
My eyes dart back up to yours as I pull back and down again, drool beginning to drip from my lips, as I move past the gag reflex with each downward stroke of my mouth. Wincing, I push back down to the base of your cock, eyes never leaving yours, as they begin to water.
You smile, pleased with me, “ Goooooood little Girl”.
I slowly slide out to the tip, gathering suction as I do, sucking hard on the tip, then releasing to plunge back down, you gasp as I swallow you again. I like that gasp. The sound of you taking pleasure in me makes me wet. I can feel my pussy swelling with need, the juice beginning to flow out of me. Working my tongue around your cock, sliding you in and out of my mouth, varying the pull of the suction I can create on you, and slowly working back down to the base of you. Sucking hard with each stroke out, easing with each stroke in. Enjoying the rhythm I’ve found, my eyes never leaving yours. Listening to the satisfied moans you release, and feeling my response, down deep in my core.
“ Do you want Daddy’s hand liitle one?” I nod. I love it when you touch me. Your hand on my head when your cock is on my mouth. Guiding me how you want it. Pushing me further down than I intended, my nose buried in your abdomen. My eyes go wide, I try to keep them on you, but I can’t see you. I can’t breathe, you hold me longer than I intended. I can feel myself going red before you finally let me off, pulling you out of my mouth to breath, gasping for air.
“ Did I say it could leave your mouth?” Fearful of correction, I promptly place my mouth back on your cock. Your hand drives my head back down again. I swallow, enjoying your hand in my hair, pulling back, only to have you push my head back dow. Holding me there. My eyes wide and watering. You pull me off, as I gasp for air, and put you back in my mouth.
“What are you?”
I release to speak, “Your fucktoy”. A part of me cringes at that, as I feel my pussy drip.
My heart gets tight as I put my mouth back on you, but I want to be so much more. You begin to forcefully fuck my throat. I can smell the heat of my scent from my pussy. I know you can smell me too. I can feel my thighs wet with me.
“Little toy in heat”
I nod. Yes, yes I am. I want your hands on me. I want you inside my pussy. I want to cum on your cock. I don’t care what you call me, just touch me.
“Get your ass up”, you demand.
Releasing you, I begin to turn around to present my ass to you.
“Let go of your heels. Did I say stop”
Confused, I turn back around and put my mouth back on you, but do not put my hands on my heels. I’m not sure what you want. I move to full kneeling before you, with your cock in my mouth.
“ Get your ass up”, you demand agsin.
I stand, slowly, careful not to drop you from my mouth or bite you.
“ Hold your ass open. Keep your eyes on me”
I place one hand on each check, and spread myself open for you. Confused
“ Don’t look away” Where would I look? I keep my stroke on you cock as best I can in my confusion. And nod.
Suddenly there are strong hands on my hips… How is he doing that? His hands are the wrong direction. Then a hard hot hard cock head is at my juicy entrance, but not entering me, lingering in the place I love so much. Teasing me, torturing me with not entering. I want so to push back and take it in. Wait… you’re in my mouth. This is someone else. Someone else has his cock about to enter me. Some faceless, nameless man. Oh… how I want him inside me. Want to devour him with my pussy. I want to fuck this cock, squeez it with everything I have, while you’re in my mouth.
I’m at the mercy of you both. His thumb is playing with my ass, you’ve obviously told him good things about me. You smile at me, bent over, mouth stuffed with your cock, pussy dripping for his. My lustful, wanton eyes searching yours. You nod, I nod back. “ Go ahead Baby, take him in”, you issue permission.
I greedily push back onto his cock, as He grips my hips tighter, and drives down deep into me. If I had breath, it would have made me breathless, it forces me to my knees. This trusting he’s doing inside me. You stand, squatting slightly, your hand still on my head. Him beneath me thrusting me forward, you in front of me thrusting me back onto him. You two find a rhythm and use me. Pushing me back and forth on and off each other. My clit screaming at me for attention.
I’m overwhelmed and can no longer think. These men taking their pleasure of my body, while it screams at me. His hands move to my shoulders, your hand still on my head. The constant motion in and out of my body. Not wanting any of it to stop. Enjoying being used, frustrated and surprised with myself for it. Choosing to focus on your cock in my throat, or his cock in my pussy, both of you pounding at me.
He removes a hand from my shoulder and reached around my hip. I can feel the tug of anticipation in my body. His hand slides between my open thighs and begins to rub my clit. You push me back to him, he can reach me better. He’s obviously been instructed in Rule #3. I can feel you both building, getting closer, I can feel me building quickly. The slightest touch has me edging to orgasm. You lean over to my ear, “ Cum for US”, he softly pinches my clit and pulls at my clit ring. Your hand cupping my tits, pulling at my nipples, you both can feel the build inside me.
And I’m lost, as waves of glorious pleasure flood through me, leave me writing, helplessly, on his cock, and hungry for yours. The two of you smile at each other, and cum simultaneously. I don’t know which of you to focus on. Which load to take in with thought. The noises of the encounter as erotic as the encounter itself. The two of you giving groans of pure satisfaction. Thrusting at me in the pursuit of the last moments of your pleasures. The two of you slide from me in unison, as I fall to the floor spent.
You bend down to me, taking in the sight of me well used, shaking, and leaking cum.
“ I love you Little One. Daddy is so proud of you. You came so hard. “
I glance up in question, you nod, but he is gone. His only signature is leaking from my wet throbbing pussy.