This is a fictional story containing sex between an older man and a younger man. If you have a hard time separating fantasy from reality, or if this theme turns you off, you shouldn't continue reading.
The events in this story are loosely based on my personal experiences when I moved away from home. I won't say they are completely true, but they aren't so far from reality either.
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Letting Go of Myself, Part 2
I woke up the next morning to John snoring beside me. I smiled to myself as I realized I must have worn him out from all the hot love making we did the night before. I figured it wouldd be a great thank you if I made him some breakfast, so I got out of bed and went to the kitchen. Luckily John had everything stocked and I was able to fix him eggs, bacon, and toast with some coffee.
Just as I was getting ready to take everything in to him I felt a pair of hands on my hips. John had emerged from the bedroom in a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. I was still completely nude.
"Good morning sweet ass!" John said.
"Good morning yourself, stud. I wanted to surprise you with some breakfast and you ruined it!" I replied
"Well isn't that cute. One night with me and you already want to be my wife." John quipped.
I blushed at this remark. Did this man really think of me that way? I mean I liked being fem and all but could he really see me as being the woman in his life? I shook it off and got back to the matter at hand.
I set the food on the table for John and he sat down and started eating.
Shortly after, he stopped he said "Why don't you lie on the table while I eat. Lay there and look pretty for me."
Being the slut that I was, I gladly complied with this request. I crawled on the table and faced him sideways with my head resting on my right hand and my left hand on my hip in a sexy pose.
He grunted at this and said "You make one sexy centerpiece"
I blushed at this, loving the attention this man was giving me. Once he finished his meal John grabbed my legs and pulled me toward him until my legs were on his shoulders. Out of nowhere, he took my left foot in his hand and licked the sole of my foot from heel to toe.
He said, "My god you have sexy feet. They look like a woman's. Not long. Short and cute with sexy little toes."
He preceded to suck on each toe and then lick his way down my left calf and up my thigh. I was moaning like a whore as this was really turning me on.
I started babbling like a silly whore. "Please take me to bed Daddy. I need you in me again. I had you four times last night and my pussy is already twitching for you."
He said "Your wish is my command whore"
With that he lifted me in his arms and I wrapped my legs around his waist as he took me to bed again. He didn't even remove his clothes. He just unzipped his jeans and pulled his cock out. He didn't bother to lube up either, he aimed his cock at my hole and it slid right in.
"God I love that pussy of yours. It can take dick whenever it wants and you fucking love it. I wanna make it even bigger." John said
I was baffled at why he'd want my already experienced pussy to be looser than it was. I thought most men liked a nice tight hole but to each his own I guess.
He probably fucked me for 20 strokes before I was ready to cum. I screamed out his name in pure ecstasy as my pussy pulsed on his cock and my cliffy shot off.
"Yeah that's right bitch. Say daddy's name for me. You fucking love daddy's cock filling your slutty pussy. You're going to want this all the time now. I've got you hooked on my cock like it's crack. You're going to be a junkie if you don't get this dick in you regularly. I'll bet you'll do anything to get it back inside you. Even it it means embarrassing yourself" John said.
"I don't care. I DON'T FUCKING CARE. Just keep fucking me daddy and don't stop. You hit all the right spots with that cock. Ohh it feels so good inside of meeeee" I muttered.
John started going around in circles with his cock instead of in and out. He was making like a corkscrew effect with his cock. (Well I guess the proper term would be COCKscrew). The effect was driving me crazy. Instead of moaning with each thrust I just started one continuous moan of pleasure as my eyes rolled back in my head, my mouth opened and I screamed as I came a second time.
This man's endurance was amazing. Prior to meeting John, I never met a man that could make me cum twice before he came himself. I actually thought it was impossible because usually men loved the feeling of my ass so much, they came soon after they started fucking me. John on the other hand was a seasoned veteran and was fucking me like a pro.
"Look at you, you fucking slut. You love this. Cumming twice before I even get off. You might as well be a woman they way you love cock in you." John said
"I am your woman baby. Just keep going. Don't fucking stop. PLEEEEASSSE never stop fucking me." I was moaning.
"Shut the fuck up whore. Just spread those slut legs and look at the ceiling and let go. Be the faggot you want to be." John said
I just was continuously moaning as John once again was sucking my toes and driving me wild. I finally felt him tense up as he was about to shoot off.
"Here it comes bitch, you ready to have my baby?" John said.
"Oh yeah daddy give it to me!" I begged.
Squirt after squirt of hot cum drenched my pussy as I felt myself smiling lewdly.
"What are you smiling at bitch?" John asked
I couldn't help myself. I was in slut heaven. Big stud man on top of me, legs spread, cock in my ass filling me with cum. It doesn't' get any better than that.
He pulled his cock out of me and had me lay in front of a mirror with my legs spread. I was able to see my open hole with his cum running out.
He told me "This is how your pussy is supposed to look whore. Open, drenched in your man's cum. If it is tight and dry, then you are not a whore. I expect this pussy to grow some lips if you plan on being with me."
I wasn't really understanding why John wanted my pussy to be so big but I simply replied with a "Yes, sir".
We got up and showered together and I informed John that I had to go home as I had to work later in the evening. I was sad to leave, but I did have a life outside of being a whore in order to pay the bills.
If you remember, John left all my clothes in his car outside and I didn't have a stitch to wear inside the house. He told me I would have to get dressed in the car on the way back to the coffee shop where we met. It was now late morning so I was a bit worried that someone would see me.
As soon as John unlocked the car I ran outside and felt the cold winter air hitting my naked body. I jumped in and pulled my pants on as fast as i could.
John was laughing and said. "You know, you're one slutty exhibitionist boy. I know a lot of other people would have asked to borrow some clothes to walk to the car, but you didn't. Sure, you acted a little nervous but deep down you know you really wanted to be naked outside."
I blushed at this. I did love being naked.
"Why are you so embarrassed?" John asked. "Is it such a bad thing that you've found what you enjoy in life and want to indulge yourself? You really need to get over these hangups boy and be yourself" John said
It was a quiet ride for a while and it left me some time to think about all the hot fun I had with this man. He definitely was the best mate I've had in my life and I wasn't sure if I'd anyone else who could please me like John did. He had me doing things that I didn't even know I could do. My moans sounded like someone who wasn't me, some sex addicted slut who didn't care who heard her and was only focused on getting more cock. It made me wonder why he didn't have a boy of his own already. Somebody this good had to be able to hook a hot boy and have him stay. Reluctantly, I decided to ask.
"Johh, I mean daddy, why aren't you in a relationship? You seem like a really nice guy and are definitely very talented"
John chuckled at this. "Just haven't found the right one yet. My ex-wife didn't do it for me. I've had some relationships with boys, but usually they would always leave me for someone younger."
How could anyone leave a cock like that. I thought to myself. Wow did I really just think that? Here I am talking to this nice man and I assume his cock is what defines him. Wow that is really slutty.
"Why don't you come live with me for a while?" John asked
Surprised I asked, "Does that mean you are asking me to be that boy?"
"No bitch. I'm asking you to move in with me that's all. You're young. Probably struggle to the pay the rent. Especially around here. You can live with me rent free. Of course you'll be paying in other ways'85."
"Wow, I don't know John, I just met you and I don't know if you'd like my lifestyle" I reluctantly said
"You're lifestyle? What else is there to know about your lifestyle. You're a slut. I don't mind." John said "Wouldn't a slut love to live with this?"
As he said this John unzipped his jeans and fished out his hard cock. My mouth started watering as I saw his amazing fuck stick. I couldn't help myself. I jumped down on it right away.
John yanked my head up by my hair and slapped me across the face. "Bitch, did you ask if you could suck your daddy's cock?" John yelled.
"No daddy I'm sorry." I said with my head lowered
"Well ask nicely bitch and maybe I'll let you suck me. Silly whore, you see cock and you just dive on it without thinking." John said
"Please daddy, let me suck your cock. I love your cock. It makes me feel sooooo good. I want to worship it daddy" I begged.
"Well how are you gonna worship my cock if you have your clothes back on bitch?" John asked
I smiled at this and gladly stripped naked again. Even though we were close to our destination, I didn't care. I need to have this cock in my mouth again.
Once I was naked, John told me to get on my knees on the floor on my side of the car.
"Yeah bitch, that's where you belong. Naked on the floor waiting to serve your daddy. You like serving daddy?" John said
"Yes daddy. Please let me take care of you. I want to please you with my body baby." I said like a slut.
"Well get to work bitch!" John commanded
In a quick thrust I had his cock in my mouth. Slowly working my way down to the balls as I felt his cock hitting the back of my throat.
"You gonna let me in that throat baby? You know only real sluts can deepthroat. You gonna show me if you are the real thing honey?" John asked
That's all I needed to hear. I gulped down the whole length of his cock like it was my last meal. I could hear John moaning and egging me on. He eventually had to pull over because I was giving him so much pleasure. After a good 5 minutes I could feel his cock tensing and he started to empty his load in my mouth. Unexpectedly he pulled his cock out and started spraying my face and hair. I opened my mouth so at least some would get inside but my face was a mess.
"That's a good look for you slut. Covered in daddy's cum. Especially in your hair." John said
I got back up in the car and just sat there for a while, smiling. I loved the slutty feeling I get from being covered in John's cum. Recognizing that we were nearly there. I pulled my clothes on (again) and got my stuff together.
John drove me to my car and told me to remember to think about his proposal and get back to him soon. With that he pulled my face to his and kissed me, his tongue darting inside my mouth.
He said "Here's my number. This better not be the last time I see you bitch! I know how boys like you get scared and don't call people back. I don't think you are like that. At least I hope not."
I gave him a kiss on the cheek and said "I definitely will get back to you daddy." I gave his cock one last firm grasp, emitting a growl from him as I exited the car.
Like a gentleman, John waited for me to get my car started and on my way before he left. I really had a lot to think about on the ride home. Was this what I wanted? To live with a man that was incredible in bed? Would I ever be able to get anything done other than serving him? Would he really be ok with who I am. I mean sure he saw a small glimpse of who Elliott was these past couple days but could he handle that all the time?
I got home and immediately went for the shower. I was feeling a bit sticky from all the cum I acquired. I soaped up and started singing some Sam Sparro. I loved singing in the shower, even if it was really awful sounding. I made sure I washed my pussy well inside and out. I noticed it was looser than usual when I was washing but I remembered what John said about not being a whore unless it was loose. I toweled and dried off and didn't put clothes back on.
That made me think of another thing. Would John allow my nudism in his home? I figured he wouldn't care, but I wasn't sure how often he had guests over and what that meant for me.
I got the house cleaned up, made some dinner, and logged on my laptop to check some emails from work. I replied to the numerous ridiculous requests people had. (I guess I was a bitch at work too). By the time I finished up, I felt myself yawning and went to bed.
I awoke abruptly at about 2am and felt super horny. Has this ever happened to you? You know the feeling when you wake up and have no clue why but just need to get off. Well this is what happened to me.
I pulled out my Bam dildo that I kept beside my bed (for these type of situations) and lubed it up. I also went to the bathroom and got some baby oil and oiled my whole body from head to toe. I'm not sure why but doing this made me feel extra sexy. I had never done it before but for some reason I felt like doing it. It was a nice sexy lavender smell and made my body shine.
I turned the light on in my room and stuck Bam to a small table I had in the bedroom in front of a mirror. I watched myself in the mirror as I slowly lowered myself on the big gigantic cock. It hurt at first like it usually did, but I noticed this time it slid in a lot easier without as much pain. After a few strokes there wasn't any pain at all.
I started out slow. Riding the cock up and down. Feeling the ridges on the rubber cock tickle my pussy inside. I loved seeing how my pussy lips kind of dragged behind me as they were stretched on the rod.
It was started to feel better and it made me feel even more horny. I sped up my strokes and started talking out loud. "Yes John, fuck me like this baby. Make me yours forever. I want to serve you anytime you want. Just keep giving me this cock is all I ask. It feels sooo good daddy."
I lost it. I was going up and down and also around in circles as the feeling of this fat cock up my pussy was driving me crazy. The lady upstairs definitely heard me as I was now moaning on every hump on the dildo.
I decided to change positions. I attached the suction cup on the wall and got down on all fours and was backing up to it doggystyle. I said "Is this how you want me daddy? On all fours like your bitch? Please daddy, fuck your bitch, FUCK YOUR BITCH" I was screaming
The pleasure I was giving myself finally became too much as I felt myself squirting my cum on the floor beneath me. I stayed there motionless, riding my orgasm out and basking in the after glow. Finally I felt the cock slide out of my pussy and felt the open air on my wet opening. Smiling to myself I immediately started licking the floor to get a taste of my cum. I didn't care how dirty the floor was because my cum tasted so good. After I finished, I got on my back and spread my legs. Looking in the mirror I saw a wide open pussy staring back at me. I liked how it looked. Finally satisfied, I then went back to sleep.
The next morning I woke up and was getting ready for work and I still couldn't get John off my mind. While last night with Bam was great, it just wasn't the same now that I knew there was a real man that could make me feel good like that.
I decided I needed to call him. With my hands trembling I dialed the numbers on the phone. After four rings he answered.
"Hi John, I mean daddy!" I said
"Took you long enough bitch! So you moving in or not?" John asked
End of Part 2