I Remember The First Time Dad Let Me Suck His Cock, I Came Home From School Trying Not To Cry After Mark,

I remember the first time dad let me suck his cock, I came home from school trying not to cry after Mark, my classmate, called me a cocksucking whore.

I thought it was an insult.

But dad showed helped me understand. “It’s not a bad thing to be a cocksucker sweetheart, they’re just people with a special talent,” he pulled me into a hug and rubbed my back comfortingly. “Cocksuckers make people feel good… is that a bad thing, baby?”

“No…” I mumbled, rubbing my face and looking up at him.

“You like making people feel good don’t you?” I nod, “of course you do,” he smiled and tilted my chin up so I was looking at him. “Would you like to make me feel good, learn how important cocksuckers are to the world?”

“Is… is that okay, dad? C-can I?” I struggle to need his eyes, flushed with embarrassment.

He grins, “Of course it is, darling, it’s always okay to make people feel good,” he leads me towards his favourite arm chair and sits down, legs spread wide. “Okay sweetheart, kneel down for me, between dad’s legs,”

I do as he asks, trembling with anticipation, i run my tongue over my lips.

“There we go,” he ruffles my hair, “undo my flies, and pull my cock out,”

I struggle, for a moment, with his button, not used to the angle, but I get it eventually. “You’re not wearing underwear!” I gasp, and he laughs, pinching my cheek.

“You caught me, dad likes to fly free, you should give it a try one day, it feels good.” I’d blush if my face wasn’t already bright red. “Okay, try licking dad’s cock, it’ll get big and hard, that’s how you know you’re making me feel good.”

I hold his cock in my hand, surprised by how it feels. I lean in, licking it. “Oh!” It tasted good, in a weird way, I didn’t expect it, but… I licked it again, and again, and again, by the time I felt like I could calm down it was already hard. Without thinking I opened my mouth and suckled at the tip.

“Fffuuuck, baby, you didn’t even have to be told…” dad gasped above me, he placed a hand on my head.

I kept going, something yummy seeped from his slit, I tried to lick more out, whining when I couldn’t.

“Oh, you like dad’s precum, huh? I think you were made for this, baby,” dad’s voice was low and raspy, it made me shiver. He started to push me down now, the tip lightly grazing my throat. “If you like being dads little cocksucker, we’ll work on teaching you to deepthroat,” he chuckled

With dad’s encouragement, I began to bob my head up and down, basically inhaling his cock. Dad was right, I decided right then, being a cock sucker was great.

He pulled my head back, yanking my me by the hair, “Open,” he demanded roughly, leaving no room for argument. He gripped his cock hard and I felt something hot and viscous land on my tongue.

It was delicious. Another glob landed on my lips, and another across my nose. I licked my lips, savouring the taste.

“You don’t know how hot that is sweetie,” he groaned, ruffling my hair, “sorry for yanking your hair like that, you just made me feel so good,” his voice was still raspy. He collected what landed on my nose with his thumb and pressed it into my mouth. “You like dad’s cum?” He chuckled as I licked his thumb clean.