Page 75 of Comfort Me, Daddy


Font Size:  

I squeezed my eyes closed, blushing. I knew exactly what was fucking happening. “You’re gonna dump the rest of that ice cream on my ass, aren’t you.”

“Mmmhmm. And I’m gonna lick it off nice and slow. You wanna call me a pervert?”

I shook my head. I wanted to call him a lot of things, but pervert wasn’t on the list right now.

“Alright then. Hands and knees.”

I opened my eyes and watched him reach back and grab a pillow from the end of the couch, tossing it on the floor. Even bossing me around, he took good care of me.

I crawled down onto the floor, across the rug, leaving room behind me for him. I grabbed the pillow and wrapped an arm around it, shoving my face down into it, inhaling. It didn’t smell like much, but it smelled clean, a little like dryer sheets, maybe, not like cigarette smoke and grease like the couch at home, and I exhaled, spreading my legs a little as my muscles relaxed.

Waiting for him to touch me was almost unbearable, and it seemed like years instead of seconds before his hands were on me again, pulling my clothes all the way off, leaving me bare ass naked in the middle of his living room.

“Oh, you’re still nice and pink,” he told me, grabbing a big handful of my ass, warming me up with some loud, mostly harmless smacks that made me groan but really just felt good.

My dick was thick and heavy, bouncing between my legs, throbbing when he squeezed again, and I reached down to wrap my hand around myself. He didn’t stop me, so I kept going, sliding up and down my shaft with slow strokes, making the most of the leftover spit from his sloppy, sticky blow job. I didn’t want to make myself come, I knew he’d do a better job than I would, but the ache was so good, just teasing myself a little while I waited for it.

I heard the rattle of glass and metal behind me as he picked up the second bowl of ice cream, and I braced myself for the dripping chill that I was actually kind of excited for. My ass was still hot and pulsing, and so was the rest of me now, and I wasn’t opposed to a cool down, especially one that came with his mouth between my cheeks. But what I felt first was a soft thud of cold metal against my ass as he peppered me with quick taps from the rounded side of the spoon.

I moaned, loud, surprised at my own instant reaction, but fuck, it feltreallygood. Just a nice, steady pounding across the bottom of my cheeks, barely hard enough to feel, but that sent a good vibration through me, something so new and different, a quick kiss of cool metal bouncing off my skin. Then he squeezed one cheek, pulled and lifted, spreading me open, and the spoon landed on my hole.

That was a brand new show, and I grunted, heaving forward, grabbing my dick harder. He smacked it against me again, and then again, and I gasped little whimpers as the sensation shook me. It wasn’t like pain, and it wasn’t that cold, it was just shocking, the nerves around my hole buzzing with interest.

“Little hole likes being spanked too, doesn’t it,” Caleb murmured behind me. “Such a naughty boy.”

I worked my dick a little harder as he gave me a few more smacks there, hard and targeted enough to make my eyes water. He was constantly showing me things I never thought about liking, overwhelming me with how much there was to want, how greedy I could be when I got the chance.

I was so juiced on pleasure that when he finally drizzled melted ice cream over my ass it was a shock. I twitched like a live wire got me, a cold explosion all through my body that warmed up fast in my belly.

“Fuck,” I whispered, and listened to the soft patter like raindrops as it rolled down off my ass, shivered as it streamed down between my cheeks, licking at my hole, dripping over the back of my balls.

“Oh, damn, look at you,” he whispered. And then he came at me.

He licked my cheeks, so fucking slow, top to bottom, and I groaned nonstop like some kind of dying animal, but I couldn’t make myself close my mouth. I jerked my dick with slow, lazy strokes, spacing out as he lapped and sucked from my thighs up to my back and down again. When he finally pulled my cheeks apart, licking straight up my crack, grazing over my hole like it was just an afterthought, I whimpered, too dazed to be more than frustrated. But then he licked back down and stopped just where I wanted him, prodding at my hole with the tip of his chilly tongue.

It felt so goddamn good I almost lost it right away, gripping my dick hard and shoving back against him, needing more. He gave it to me, spearing me hard, shoving his tongue in, teasing with a slow, steady fuck, then pulling out to lick circles around my rim. Controlled at first and then sucking and lapping, sloppy and desperate, before plunging in again until I was almost crying.

“Come,” I whispered, my voice shaking, my fist around my dick unsteady as I stroked myself to the edge. “Gonna come.”

He didn’t argue, just made a sort of agreeing-noise that vibrated through my ass, and I spurted hard all over my hand a second later. The shocks rolled through me, and then the aftershocks, and finally, I peeled my hand away, slumping back into my body.

“Stay up, baby,” he told me, kissing across my ass, giving me soft pats on my thighs, and after a second, I heard the soft fleshy sound of him jerking off, which had to be one of the hottest sounds in the world, especially when I knew exactly where it was going to land. He must have been hard as hell because it didn’t take any time at all. Thirty seconds later, he was shooting all over my ass, hot cum on my chilled, sticky skin that was still throbbing and warm underneath.

I groaned at the same time he did, feeling owned and kept and marked, and all kinds of possessive unhealthy animal shit that sure as hell felt healthy to me.

CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE

When I came into the library fifth period, Ellis was standing at one of the computer banks and called me over, getting his whole arm into it so no one in the room could miss him. I rolled my eyes and came up behind him, looking over his shoulder where he was readingFive Cam Girls You Never Knew Were Also Doctors.

“What’s up?” I asked him. “Researching a paper?”

“Yeah. Might be. Boning up, for sure. You think Dani Buttons still gives prostate exams? Fucking love a good prostate exam, don’t you?”

I couldn’t tell if all of that was a joke or none of it. Icouldtell by the rest of the tabs he had open that he’d busted out of the network, had YouTube and PornHub and ESPN all streaming in the background. I never was any good at computer stuff, didn’t have a clue how to do that, but somehow Ellis could figure out how to do or get or steal just about anything.

“How’s the studying?” he asked me, sounding almost serious, not strangling the word with sarcastic air quotes like he usually did. He flipped back and forth randomly between all his open tabs until dog rescue videos and threesomes andMichigan State Freshmen to Keep Your Eye Onall blurred together.

“Fine. Good.”

Source: www.allfreenovel.com