Moaning, I obey him, finding just the right spot. My entire body shudders as I accept the odd control he’s giving me. It’s an illusion, of course. I’m notreallyin control. He could grip my hips and lift me. But he’s not going to do that. He’s giving me this small moment of power.
My body clenches yet again, warning me that I’m about to come. I hover for mere seconds in that blissful state right before the pulses of my orgasm consume me.
Daddy finds his own release at the same time, gripping my hips to keep me fully seated as he fills me with another rush of his essence.
The expression on his face is everything. Pure happiness. His smile is huge. His eyes are small slits with wrinkles in the corners. He’s pleased, and I want to see this look a million times in my life. A billion.
He finally speaks. “Are you sore, Little pet?”
I giggle at the way he switches back to calling me his pet. I shake my head at the same time. “No, Daddy.” I probably will be later when the adrenaline wears off, but nothing hurts right now.
His hands roam up and down my back. “When you’re ready, lift off me, settle between my legs, and clean my cock, Little pet.”
His words startle me. Clean him how? I tip my head to one side.
He grips the back of my neck, meeting my gaze with his intense one. “You’ll lick every drip of my come from wherever it lands when we fuck, Isla. I want you to use your fingers to clean yourself up, too. Gather my essence from between your legs and suck it from your little fingers until there’s nothing left.” His words are commanding and unwavering.
My pussy contracts at his unexpected demand. I’m not opposed to the idea. I swallowed his come when he let me suck his cock. I’ve found myself oddly drawn to the scent of it ever since. A part of me wants to savor it. “Yes, Daddy,” I murmur.
Nodding, he says, “Good girl.”
He doesn’t rush me. His hands continue to run all over my body as his come leaks out around his shaft. A lot of it. He came inside me twice.
Eventually, I can’t stay like this any longer. My inner thighs are sore from being stretched so wide. I wince as I rise off him.
Daddy helps me by gripping my hips and lifting me. He spreads his legs and lowers me to settle between them. After stroking my head, he guides my face toward his cock. “Every drop, Little pet. Clean me up,” he whispers, his voice calmer this time. Less demanding.
Trembling, I slide into the warmth between his thighs and reach out my tongue to lick the thick, white come. At the first taste of him, I moan. Some part of me craves this. I need it like I need water or oxygen. I want to swallow every drop of his essence.
It takes me a long time, licking and sucking all around his shaft and up to the tip. His pubic hair is cut short. I assume he grooms it. There’s very little in my way at the base of his erection.
“Such a good girl,” he praises as I lift my face, licking my lips. “Now you.” He pushes to sitting, guides me onto my back between his legs, and spreads my knees wide so my feet get planted outside his thighs.
As I stare up at him, uncertain what he wants me to do, he uses one of his fingers to gather his come from between my legs and brings it to my mouth.
I open for him, whimpering as he feeds me a combination of myself and him. Our combined essence is oddly more powerful than just his. My flavor was all over his cock, but more of my own arousal is at my entrance. There’s also the faint taste of blood. I’m sure it’s mine. He tore through me. There’s bound to be a little damage.
Daddy feeds me more, and I eagerly lap it off his fingers, as if I can’t live without the taste of him. I’m oddly addicted. Did the injection do this to me?
I wonder if I will crave his come all the time now. Will I want him to fuck me just so I can eat his essence afterward?
“Use your fingers, Little pet,” he encourages. “I want to watch you.”
As Daddy sets his hands on my knees, I tentatively reach between my legs to gather more of his come and suck it from my fingers. It seems so naughty. Do humans do this? I doubt it. Maybe I’m wrong. It doesn’t matter. It’s whatwedo. I don’t need to worry about anyone else.
“Such a good girl,” he praises. “Keep going. All of it.”
Whimpering, I continue, holding his gaze as I eat his come from my own pussy. My heart beats wildly. When there’s nothing left, he lifts my fingers to his mouth and sucks each one of them as if ridding the universe of any residual drips of our essence.
Daddy quietly tucks his hands under me and shifts us until I’m lying on my back in the middle of the giant mattress. He climbs off the bed and rummages on the nightstand before crawling back up to slide a diaper under me.
He uses wipes to finish cleaning my skin before rubbing ointment all around my pussy as usual and fastening my diaper.
“Don’t move an inch,” he orders as he leaves me sprawled on the bed. “I’ll spank your naughty bottom if I don’t find you exactly where I’ve left you.”
“Yes, Daddy.” I don’t dare so much as squirm. He goes into the bathroom for a few minutes before returning. With a quick glance at me, he leaves the bedroom entirely.
Soon, he’s back with a bottle in hand. He’s still gloriously naked. His cock is just as hard as it was when I licked it. Does it ever go down?