His cock is so thick that he’s stretching my hole to the limit. At first, it hurts a little, but after a few more strokes, my pussy learns to accommodate his astonishing girth. I arch my back, letting him penetrate me even more deeply as I stare at the TV.
“Damn, your little pussy looks so sexy with my cock inside it,” Lance growls.
He’s watching too.
There on the screen, his cock is pumping me like a piston, his heavy, cum-laden balls swinging back and forth with each forceful stroke. It’s totally surreal to feel his cock slamming into me while I watch it from below.
“God, you’re so tight princess,” he grunts as he pounds me.
Lance is right. My pussy is squeezing around his shaft as he fucks me raw. My inner walls are engorging with fluid, swelling my pussy snugly around his thrusting dick.
His hand moves off my mouth and grips my shoulder, steadying me as he fucks me even harder. My body is bouncing wildly as he uses me for his pleasure. My hair swings across my face with the shock of each plunge of his cock.
“Daddy, please,” I whine. “I want it so bad.”
“What do you want princess?” He smooths his big hand over my back.
He’s fucking me so hard now it feels like he’s going to break me. The room is filled with the wet slap of sweat-slick skin and the squelch of my slippery pussy squeezing his delving penis.
“I want your cum,” I plead. “I want you to fuck a baby into me, Daddy!”
My toes curl as he drags my hips back into him and plants his naked cock as deep as it will go. I can feel it pulse inside me as he unloads, filling me with his hot, potent seed, and another intense climax racks my body. I bite down hard on a sofa cushion to stifle my cry of bliss.
“Fuck, look at that sexy little creampie,” Lance sighs as he finishes.
While he caresses his hands over my back and butt, I watch on the TV screen. His excess cum drools out of me, dripping down in thick, white globs.
As we catch our breath, the full weight of what we just did dawns on me. Lance just fucked me raw and unprotected and spilled his hot load inside my pussy. That’s a big-time pregnancy risk.
I stand up and lean back into his hard, carved muscles as he squeezes my breasts.
“Lance?” I whisper
“Daddy.” He nibbles at my ear. “Call me Daddy whenever I’m inside you, princess. And you’re gonna be calling me that a lot because I plan to breed your sweet little pussy every day until you get what you asked for.”
My belly tingles with excitement.
“You mean…”
“That’s right, angel. Daddy’s not gonna rest until he’s fucked a baby into you.”
I tilt my head back on his shoulder, just enjoying the way his hands are tracing over every inch of my naked skin.
“Mm, I like the sound of that,” I say in a hushed voice. “If this is the kind of punishment I get, I’m going to have to misbehave more often.”
I squeal as he suddenly scoops me up in his strong arms, holding me like a bride about to be carried across the threshold.
“Oh, you think we’re done for tonight, baby girl? Well, you’re wrong. Daddy hasn’t even gotten started yet.”
I giggle and nuzzle against his muscle-corded neck as he carries me toward the stairs. Then I remember something and pat his chest with my hand.
“Wait, put me down.”
“Is everything okay?” he asks.
“Yeah, everything is great,” I tease as I scamper back to the sofa and grab the camera pillow off the floor. “As long as you have a TV in your room.”
Lance cracks a grin that sets my crotch on fire as I run back to him and leap into his arms again.
“You know it,” he laughs, kissing my lips softly as he carries me up the stairs. “Big screen. High def.”
“Daddy?” I whisper as he carries me up the stairs.
“What’s up, darling?”
“You don’t mind that I’m such a little perv, do you?” I ask, biting my lip.
He just cocks a dirty grin.
“Princess, I wouldn’t have it any other way.”
My Lips Are Sealed
“Okay ladies, once you have gotten it nice and hard, you want to tease it a little.”
The group of girls all nodded eagerly to show their understanding as they hung on every word that the instructor said.
“A great way to do that is to give the shaft a couple of nice long licks, just like this…”
The oral sex instructor demonstrated the technique, running her tongue over the smooth, green length of the huge cucumber she was gripping. Meanwhile, the girls all watched, each one clutching her own cucumber which they were all using to practice blowjobs.
Candace looked around the room, and in a moment of clarity, she realized how absurd this must look. Here they all were, sitting around in a circle in her living room—five innocent-looking young women in their early twenties and one slightly cougary instructor. And they were all practicing giving blowjobs on cucumbers. The silliness of it almost made her giggle.
“All right ladies,” said the instructor, who went by the name Madam Fellacia, “now it’s your turn. Give it a try.”
In unison, all of the girls started doing as Madam Fellacia had shown them, running their tongues over their cucumbers as if they were licking a bunch of big green cocks.
Candace glanced over at Virginia, and their eyes met mid-lick. Both girls struggled to choke back a laugh at how hilarious this was.
But this was supposed to be silly and fun anyway. Virginia was the guest of honor. She was getting married in a couple of weeks and this was her…well what was it? Not a bridal shower; it was way too naughty for that. But it wasn’t really her official bachelorette party since that was scheduled for a later date.
Come to think of it, Candace couldn’t even remember exactly whose idea this had been, but one of the girls had mentioned that it would be funny to have a blow job technique party, and Virginia’s upcoming wedding seemed like as good of an excuse as any.
They had searched around online, and Madam Fellacia had come up as the local blow job queen and instructor extraordinaire, so they booked a class with her. When it came time to decide on a location, Candace suggested her house, where she lived with her mom. Since Candace’s mother was going away to Europe with some random dude for a couple of weeks, they would have the house all to themselves
Plus, it would just be nice to have the girls over. Candace was a little bored staying at home during her summer back from college, and with her mom gone it was even worse. It used to be that she could count on her neighbor Derek to hang out. They were really close, and he had even kind of daddied her growing up since her real daddy was gone. But this summer Derek had been acting kind of weird and distant..
“Don’t be timid, Candace,” Madam Fellacia chimed in, snapping Candace out of her wandering thoughts. “Really get in there and lick it good, girl. You want to use your whole tongue and lick it all the way from the base to the head.”
Virginia gave Candace a cheeky wink, which made Candace almost giggle again. But then she followed Madam Fellacia’s instructions and gave the cucumber several solid licks.
“Much better,” Madam Fellacia said, “If that was a real cock, your man would really be enjoying that now. He’d be desperate to shove his whole dick down your throat. But you have to remember, when it comes to BJs, you’re in control, ladies. Make sure to go slow and tease your man well. It’s going to make the whole experience that much more enjoyable for the both of you.”
Wow, Madam Fellacia really seemed to know her stuff. Candace couldn’t help wondering how many cocks the madam had taken in her mouth. Hundreds? Thousands?
At any rate, it had to be infinitely more than Candace had sucked, because Candace’s record was a big fat goose egg. Zero cocks sucked. Zero cocks fucked. Candace was a virgin. Heck, she hadn’t even seen a penis in real life. Statues didn’t count, right?
“Now, once we’ve got th
at cock good and teased up, then it’s time to start sucking. Are you ready, ladies?”
“Yes, Madam Fellacia,” the girls sing-songed their answer in unison.
Candace couldn’t help thinking they all sounded like a bunch of good little schoolgirls in a very naughty class.
But there was no denying that Madam Fellacia was a pro. Candace had always thought that oral sex was just a matter of putting a penis in your mouth and bobbing your head up and down, but Madam Fellacia showed the girls that there was much more to it than that.
She demonstrated that it was a process, and she guided the girls through it step-by-step, first teaching them the fundamentals of sucking cock, and then adding in some advanced techniques.
Candace had to admit, as silly as it seemed, it was kinda fun. But as she sucked the cucumber deeply into my mouth, she couldn’t help wondering how a real cock would feel. She knew it would be warmer, and the skin would be softer. She closed her eyes and tried to imagine it.
All of the other girls there had boyfriends to practice on, and of course, Virginia had her fiance. All of those lucky guys would be in for a real treat tonight. It was obvious all of the girls couldn’t wait to try out these blow-job techniques for real.
But poor little Candace—all she had were her fantasies.
Oh well, there’s someone for everyone, Candace thought to herself. She knew she would find a big hard cock of her own to suck on someday. She just hoped it would have a nice, steadfast, confident man attached to it. But seriously, at this point, she was willing just to settle for a decent dick.
Twenty was way too old to still be a virgin in her opinion.
Madam Fellacia clapped her hands, bringing Candace out of her thoughts again. All of the girls slid their lips off of their cucumbers, which were glistening wet. They all turned their attention to the instructor.
“Now,” Madam Fellacia said grandly, “we are going to practice the most advanced technique of all. This is the true queen of blowjob maneuvers ladies. Not everyone is going to be able to handle this one.”
Taking a dramatic pause, she looked around the room.
“Deep throat.”
There were a few light gasps around the circle. One of them came from Candace, as she pressed her fingertips to my lips. Goodness. Deep throating? Sucking a nice big penis was one thing, but taking it all the way down her throat didn’t seem possible.
“This technique can be difficult to practice, ladies,” Madam Fellacia went on, “but if you can master it, you’ll have your man wrapped around your little finger. He’ll be begging you for oral sex. A man will do anything for a good deep throat. Trust me. How do you think I got that Mercedes parked out front? I’ll give you a hint, it wasn’t from the money I make doing these lessons.”
The other girls all tittered, probably thinking about all the things they’d be able to get their boyfriends to give them. Meanwhile, Candace was just wishing she had a boyfriend.
For Candace, giving a man absolute pleasure with her mouth seemed like enough of a reward.
“Let’s get started,” Fellacia said, holding her cucumber up in front of her face like she was going play it like a flute. “The thing to remember here is that your gag reflex is the enemy. For one in three lucky ladies, that isn’t a problem—they simply don’t have a gag reflex. The rest of you are going to have to practice to overcome it, and you’re going to have to practice a lot.“
Madam Fellacia demonstrated, sliding the cucumber into her mouth until nearly the entire thing had disappeared inside her face. She held it there or a few seconds, demonstrating that she could do it without gagging, and then she slid the vegetable out with the raunchiest little slurping sound. A little string of saliva stretched from her lower lip to the cucumber for a moment before she wiped it away.
“Now I want you to try. Let’s go one by one. We’ll start with Virginia since she’s the guest of honor today.”
“Me?” Virginia squealed.
But everybody cheered her on, and she finally agreed to give it a try.
Slowly but surely she guided the big cucumber into her mouth, but once she got about a third of the way, her face turned red, and she made a guttural retching sound. She quickly pulled it out and started coughing and sputtering.
“Oof! It’s too long,” she laughed as she recovered.
“That’s okay,” Madam Fellacia said, patting her shoulder. “You did good for your first attempt, Virginia. Now, what you can do is practice every day to gradually desensitize your gag reflex. After a few months, you’ll be able to deep throat your new husband like a champ.”
One by one, they went around the room, and each of the girls tried to deep throat her cucumber. But each one failed, usually around the one-third mark, coughing and choking as their gag reflex kicked in. Madam Fellacia gave them each helpful pointers.
At last, it was Candace’s turn.
She felt nervous as heck now, because all eyes were on her. What’s more, Candace’s cucumber looked like it was way longer than everyone else’s. But that was just the luck of the draw. She certainly was not going to ask to swap with anyone after they’d been slobbering all over those things.
Screw it, Candace thought. Let’s get this over with.
Closing her eyes, Candace let her jaw fall slack as she slid the cucumber into her mouth, gliding it slowly toward the back of her throat. She let her mind wander, imagining the sensation of a long, hard erection penetrating her mouth. Then, almost unexpectedly, the tip of it tapped against her uvula, but she didn’t gag.
“Oh my goodness,” one of the girls whispered. “Look how deep it is…”
Roused from her dirty little daydream, Candace opened her eyes and looked cross-eyed at the big phallic vegetable that she was shoving in her mouth. Yup, it was over halfway in, and she still hadn’t gagged.
Was she one of those lucky girls without a gag reflex?
“Good, Candace,” Madam Fellacia urged her. “Just relax your throat and see if you can keep going.”
Slowly but surely she continued pressing it inside, doing her best to let her throat relax around it. All around the room the girls oh’d and ah’d in amazement at the feat. Finally, she had the entire thing inside her face, except for a little bit at the end to hold onto.
“Oh my God, that’s so fucking hot,” one of her friends said.
“Wow, I wish I could do that,” gasped another.
“Well, it’s official. Candace is the blow-job queen!” Virginia added.
Candace would have laughed, but her mouth was very full at the moment. Even though it was kind of weird, it felt nice to be good at something. A feeling of pride tingled in her chest.
But then, that feeling of pride left her, and her heart stopped. Candace couldn’t believe her eyes.
She was looking out of the big, glass patio door into the back yard. Standing there staring back at her, his eyes wide with shock, was her neighbor Derek. He was standing there dressed in a T-shirt and a pair of raggedy work jeans. He had gardening gloves on his hands and he was holding a hedge trimmer.
Derek was looking right at her while she deep-throated a freaking cucumber. His own mouth was hanging open in surprise.
Candace tried to say “oh fuck,” but all that came out was “blurk!”
As fast as she could, Candace pulled the cucumber out of her mouth, and it made the most embarrassing squelching sound as it slid free. Because she did it so quickly, thick strings of saliva dangled and dripped down her chin as she gasped for air.
Derek looked away, but it was too late. Derek had already seen everything.
“Oh my God, who is that, Candace?” one of the other girls asked.
“It’s my neighbor, Derek,” Candace cried as she leapt up and ran over to pull the vertical blinds across the patio door, instantly making the living room a little darker. “He helps my mom and me with things around the house. But I didn’t think he would be over here today!”
Candace’s face was flushing with heat
. She had never felt so embarrassed in all of her life.
Sure, Derek was her helpful neighbor, but he was so much more than that too. Derek was a single daddy, but his boys had grown up and moved out. When Candace and her mom moved in next door to him, they struck up a good relationship. Since Candace’s mom was also single and super stressed out with her job, Derek would often help out with stuff around the house like yard work or fixing things that were broken. Sometimes he would even just come over and hang out for dinner or movie night.
It was nice having a masculine presence around the house, and when she was younger Candace often hoped that Derek and her mom would get together so that Derek could be my daddy. Well, that never did happen. They both dated different people. Maybe they were both just worried about spoiling their friendship.
Whatever the case may be, Candace still loved having him around. He was a strong and protective man, and even though he wasn’t her daddy, she sometimes still thought of him that way.
But she really wished she didn’t think of him that way now because he had just seen her blowing a cucumber. God, Derek probably thought she was such a little slut.
It was almost time for the little BJ party to be over anyway. It was just kind of a shame to end it on such an embarrassing note. Madam Fellacia and all of the other girls gathered up their things and one by one they left.
Virginia, the bride to be, was the last to go. Candace walked her to the door to say goodbye.
“Are you going to get in trouble?” Virginia asked as they hugged each other goodbye. “Do you think Derek will tell your mom about our little party?”
“Oh, it doesn’t matter,” Candace chuckled. “If anything, Mom would just be angry that we didn’t invite her too.”
It was true too. Candace’s mom dated a lot of men. A couple of times, Candace had even caught some hanky-panky going on in the living room. The blow-job lesson today paled in comparison.
Still, Candace was so ashamed that Derek had seen it. She just knew that he still saw her as a sweet little girl. Well, not anymore.
After Virginia had left, Candace cleaned up the living room a bit. As she was working, she heard the sound of the hedge trimmer buzzing in the back yard. She decided to go take a peek at Derek.
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