Date: Sun, 7 Dec 2008 00:19:33 -0800 (PST)
From: Sky <bluskylar@yahoo.com>
Subject: Daddys lil ho, part 7, Night & Day

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Daddy's lil Whore
Part 7
Night & Day


Daddy's skin was so hot as he lay next to me in his bed. It must have been
pre that was pooling in his belly button, but he was sleeping. Could Daddy
be dreaming about me? I let me pinky connect with Daddy's cockhead. It was
even hotter than the rest of him and oozing pre.

A couple hours ago I was on the kitchen table and this big thick piece of
daddy meat was pounding my bottom and filling me with the seed that made
me. Now here I am after getting fucked by Michael too playing with Daddy's
cock in his bed wanting more.

I let my fingers glide over his turgid cock. It was completely hard lying
across his belly. The skin was tightly pulled over the steel-like shaft.

"Oh Daddy, I love your big fat manly fuck stick," I thought to myself. "I
want you inside me everyday. I am yours. You never have to be lonely or
horny ever again."

My finger played his pre, swiping it across the head of his cock. Every
once in a while his cock would jump at my touch. Once my finger got a good
coating on it I put it in my mouth sucking off the pre hungrily. The taste
of Daddy's fresh pre was irresistible.

I get up on my knees next to my sleeping daddy. Grasping his big dick by
the base I point it toward the ceiling then every so gently I bend over to
take the fat engorged head between my lips. The tip of my tongue is coated
with thick pre. My mouth and nose are focused on the pungent essence of my
daddy.

Cautiously I start to suck on daddy's cock. My first bob down the length of
him I only get about a third into my mouth. I pull off just until the tip
is just inside my lips. I am rewarded by a fresh seepage of pre. I go down
again taking a little over half of daddy's big cock, which I am guessing is
about 9 inches, into my mouth.

Daddy startles me by moving. He thrusted his hips forward just a little and
spread his big muscled hairy legs. Was he waking up or just getting more
comfortable in his La-La-Land? I knew that if I could get between his legs
I could get more of his big juicy daddy dick into my mouth, but that I
might wake him.

What's the big deal? Just a couple hours ago I was pinned to the kitchen
table with his cock, which is know half in my mouth, shoved up my
bottom. It's worth the risk.

I got up and trying very hard to be cat like I crawled between Daddy's
legs. The lights from out on the street made sexy shadows on Daddy's body,
his face almost completely out of view. His cock and hefty balls were well
in sight. I reached for his dick again this time sinking my mouth almost
3/4 of the way down him. The big meaty head was logged in my throat. My
tongue was covered in his thick daddy juice. I needed him.

Daddy moved again. This time he put a hand on the back of my head forcing
me down further on his cock.

"Suck it bitch" he mumbled in a sleepy voice.

I gagged a little with Daddy's cock pressed deep into my throat. He grabbed
a fist full of my hair and started pulling me off and on his cock. Could
this be real? My daddy was fucking my mouth, actually more like he was
jacking off with my head, in his sleep. His other hand came down on my
head. He started to buck up into my mouth.

"Oh yeah you little fucking whore suck my cock."

I slurped on Daddy's big tool as it thrust in and out of my throat. Tears
were pouring out of my eyes and snot started to run from my nose. It was
awesome. I just wondered if Daddy was awake or doing this in his drunken
sleep. My throat was starting to get use to the pummeling it was getting
from Daddy's fuck tool. He never pulled out any farther than the entrance
to my throat then would bury it all the way till my nose was hard pressed
in his pubes.

"Fuck yeah bitch take that cock! Suck it like you need it!"

My head bounced against his crotch as Daddy fucks my mouth. My spit and
snot coated his pubes. Sweat was starting to collect on my back. I could
feel it trickle down between my cheeks. I could hear Daddy breathing
hard. His hands were now forcefully gripping my head. His cock was getting
even harder. It took all I had to keep my teeth covered so they wouldn't
scratch Daddy.

"Oh you little fucking cunt! Yeah, Daddy's gunna feed you now! Get ready
bitch cuz I'm gunna cum right down your fucking throat!"

He pushed his cock into my throat three more times, the last time he held
my head tight against his crotch. His balls pushed against my chin as I
felt his cock throb in my throat. The first three eruptions I never got to
taste, but then Daddy pulled me off his cock. Holding it up he shot the
next five in my face. When he was finished he flicked the last drop of cum
that hung on the head of his cock at me.

"There, are you happy you little faggot! Now get your face cleaned up and
go to sleep."

I quietly got out of the bed as Daddy rolled over and I went to the
bathroom. After turning the light on I stood looking in the mirror for a
minute. Daddy's cum was all over my flushed face and in my hair. My lips
looked puffy. I figured it was from all the cocksucking I had done that
evening. I slowly collected the thick white cream on my finger then cleaned
off the finger by sticking it in my mouth sucking off all of Daddy's cum. I
licked at my lips as I continued to collect the spoils of sucking off
Daddy. My little dick was so hard. Once I got all I could off my face I
washed quickly then ran to bed.

I lay there in my bed completely hard. I stuck a finger in my boypussy as I
started to jack off. It didn't take long for my body to be flooded with
that tingly feeling. Moments later I fell asleep exhausted from the day's
events.

The next morning I woke up. It seemed kind of late. Daddy didn't get me
up. I got out of bed and because I was a little scared that something had
happened I didn't bothering to put anything on, but rushed from my room to
Daddy's. His bed was made. I flew down the stairs and ran into the
kitchen. Not a body, not a sound anywhere in the house. Then just as I was
about to really panic I noticed a note on the kitchen table.


	Sky,

	You were sleeping really hard when I got up so I decided to let you
sleep in.  You don't have to go to the latchkey today, but if you stay home
I want the lawn mowed. If you need anything and can't get hold of me call
Mr. Davis next door, XXX-XXXX. He said he would be there all day today if
you need anything.

Dad

"That's it?" I thought to myself.

It seemed kind of odd really. Daddy never asked me to mow before and he
never let me sleep in even on days I planned not to go to the latchkey. I
couldn't help but wonder if Daddy was mad at me.

I made myself breakfast then headed out to the yard with a big glass of
juice in hand. I didn't bother to get dressed because I figured I couldn't
screw things up any more if Daddy was mad at me. The sun was bright and
inviting so I decided to take a rest on the chaise. After about an hour I
turned over. By 11am I figured I had lazed about long enough and that I
should get the lawn mowed like Daddy asked.

I went into the house to get shorts and shoes to put on. I took them
outside with me waiting to dress until I got back to the chaise.

Daddy had one of those old push lawn mowers. I went to the front yard first
to mow. That was a very quick job. I returned to the back and I was
finished in less than a half hour. The sun had gotten really hot and the
temperature had gotten up into the 90s. I was sweating pretty good so I
decided to make a sandwich then jump in the cold water of the unheated hot
tub.

It didn't take me long to prepare and eat my sandwich. I grabbed another
big glass of juice then headed outside. I set the glass in one of the cup
holders in the hot tub, slipped off my shoes and shorts then climbed into
the tub. The cool water felt so good.

Not two minutes after getting into the tub the doorbell rang. I jumped out
of the tub and pulled on my shorts. Whoever was at the door kept ringing
it. Still dripping wet I ran to the front door. I made sure the chain was
on and I knew that Daddy kept the screen locked so I opened the door.

"Hello?"

Standing at the door was a tall slender blonde man. He looked to be a
little older than Daddy. He was dressed in a polo and cargo shorts. He
smiled down at me.

"Hello Skylar?" said the strange man with an even stranger accent. "I'm
Mr. Davis from next door. Your dad called me a little bit ago and asked
that I check in on you since he didn't talk to you this morning."

I was a little stunned by this announcement. Daddy has always told me to go
to Mr. Davis' house if I needed anything if couldn't get hold of him, but I
never actually met him. And why did Daddy feel he needed someone to check
up on me? It all seemed really strange.

"Skylar, do you mind if I come in?"

"Umm..um, no."

I opened up the doors and let Mr. Davis in. He walked into the house and
put his hand on my shoulder.

"Are you doing alright? You aren't upset are you?"

I just looked up at him and shook my head. Then it dawned on me, I had
heard that accent before on TV.

"Mr. Davis must be English" I thought to myself.

"Say, you look like you've got a little sun. We should put something on
that. Are you going to be spending more time outside today?"

I bit my lip, "Uh yeah..."

"Then we definitely need to put something on that. Where does your dad keep
the lotion?"

Mr. Davis and I found the lotion then he escorted me outside to the
chaise. He took a seat and opened the bottle.

"Let me help you with it so we don't miss any spots, okay sport?"

I looked at him and nodded.

He poured some of the lotion in his hands then applied it to my shoulders
face and neck. He added more to his hands to apply it to my chest and
stomach. More went in his hand as he had me turn around to do my back. His
hands felt so good rubbing the cream into my skin.

"We better get here too."

Mr. Davis surprised me by pulling down my shorts.

"Yep, you got a little sun here too."

Then he grabbed my arm whipping me around.

"Oh my, and look at your little willie."

I was shocked. I wanted to protest but Mr. Davis seemed so insistent and in
charge. All I could do was stand there as he poured more cream into his
hand then began to apply it to my 'willie' as he called it. He got me good
there too. His hand went down between my legs getting every inch of my
balls, inner thighs, and whole crotch area. His hand lingered a bit,
massaging the cream into my little dick. It felt so good.

He grabbed my arm again whipping me away from him. I heard the cap on the
bottle come off then his hand went right between my cheeks.  The cream was
cool as he rubbed it between my cheeks. His finger brushed against my
little pucker. I tried but I couldn't stop myself, I moaned when his finger
came in contact with my boyhole.

"Does that feel good Skylar?"

This time compelled by lust and not confusion I nodded my head.

Mr. Davis pushed his finger at my tiny opening getting just the tip in.

"How's that, love?"

I instinctly pushed my bottom toward him.

"You've done this before haven't you, love?"

"Uh huh..." I moaned.

Mr. Davis grabbed my arm again turning me around. As his eyes held me in
place he lay back on the chaise.

"Okay love, go ahead. You know what you want. Come get it from dear
Mr. Davis."

I crawled up onto the chaise my hands finding the button on the waistband
of his shorts. The zipper came down easily. He helped me pull the shorts
off him completely. No underwear.

In his lap stood a 7inch uncut piece of man flesh. The head was just
peeking out of the foreskin. It was just slightly larger than the top of
the shaft. The shaft tapered to the head and base. The middle of the shaft
was very thick and bent toward his feet just a bit.

Mr. Davis spread his legs with his feet on the ground on either side of the
chair. His cock tilted forward. I could see the glisten of a drop of pre
that had formed at the slit. I lay forward taking the head into my mouth. I
pushed my tongue under his foreskin trying to collect any pre that might
have collected there.

Mr. Davis leaned forward putting both of his hands on my bottom. He worked
the lotion he had left there into the cheeks as I savored his salt
deposit. He reached down taking his cock in his hand pulling the foreskin
back.

"Open up babyboy."

He thrust his cock into my mouth. With short jabs Mr. Davis fucked my
mouth. I took hold of his thighs pressing on the outsides of them signaling
to Mr. Davis that I was okay. He got the message. With the next thrust he
buried his cock into my throat.

"Kurt has himself a little pro here."

Returning both hands to my bottom Mr. Davis started to earnestly fuck my
mouth. His fingers probed my boyhole. Kneading the cheeks in his hands. I
tried in vain to move my head but laying on my stomach with my head up my
mouth was little more than a fuck hole. I loved the way his balls slapped
my chin.

Mr. Davis poured more lotion into his hand working it into my hole. I could
feel him working in one, then two, then three fingers into my little
pucker. I was moaning lustfully at his probing fingers and thrusting cock.

"So love, you ready for dear Mr. Davis to fuck this sweet little minge?"

I could only guess he was referring to my boyhole when he asked about
fucking me. He didn't even look for a response from me. He pulled us both
up off the chaise walking me over to the hot tub. Still half covered,
Mr. Davis laid me on the cover face down. He got up on it. I felt the head
of his cock between my cheeks and he pushed forward. He sunk it until his
hips were hard pressed against my cheeks.

With no pretense he began pounding his cock in and out of my cunny. It was
an odd position because I felt like there wasn't much I could do, but his
cock hit the button inside my hole with each thrust.

I got my hands under my shoulders and tried to push myself up. Mr. Davis
helped by grabbing my hips putting me up on my knees. Now I could push my
bottom back to meet Mr. Davis' cock as it thrust into me. His balls slapped
against mine.

"Oh baby, expect to see a lot of me from now on. This is one sweet little
arse you have here. I'm going to want it a lot. Fuck you are so nice and
tight!"

It was wonderful how I could feel my hole stretch wider for his thick shaft
with each thrust. The lotion was working wonderful as a lube. My ears
filled with my own breath as Mr. Davis' cock pushed each out of me and the
slapping of his hips with my bottom as they made contact.

"Oh bloody hell, you love it don't you baby? Show dear Mr. Davis how much
you love getting fucked like a little whore."

And I was, my bottom was thrusting back to meet Mr. Davis' cock with every
one of his. He felt so good inside me my little 'willie' was hard as a
stick and all tingly. My bottom was humming and quivering it felt so good.

"Oh yeah, oh fuck yeah! Get ready love. Dear Mr. Davis is going to fill
that sweet little arse of yours baby!"

He grabbed hold of my hips driving his cock as far as he could into me. I
could feel my own pulse and the throbbing of his big dick as it unloaded
his hot man cum deep into my boypussy. After the first couple spurts he
pulled out a little then rammed himself back in to unleash a few more.

When he was finished he pulled out of me. There was a pop as the head
exited. Mr. Davis picked me up and gently placed me in the water. I turned
to look up at him. He took a seat on the edge of the cover. Remembering
what Michael told me I went to him and took his spent tool in my mouth.

Mr. Davis put a hand in my hair and petted my head as I lovingly cleaned
him with my mouth. I made sure to get under his foreskin and anything in
his pubes and on his balls. When I was finished he pulled off his shirt and
slid into the water with me. He kissed me very sweetly on the lips.

"Thank you, love. That was marvelous," he whispered.

We relaxed in the tub for about half of an hour. Then Mr. Davis said that
he needed to get home and back to work. I stayed outside until about 3
o'clock when I went inside for a snack. I spent the rest of my afternoon
watching TV waiting for Daddy to get home.



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