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Rowan - My Second BBC (Mr Jon)

My second BBC, arranged so thoughtfully by Daddy, was to be closer to home. Just three short weeks ago, I became addicted to my new pool of potential partners and was hungry for more. I was now on a mission to become a true BBC slut! Still rightfully nervous about meeting a new play partner, Daddy was there for both encouragement and to calm me. Mr. Jon and I developed an immediate rapport and after a brief introductory chat, we went to the bedroom. He was much longer than M was, although not as thick, leaving me wondering how much of him I would be able to take. I knew I was going to try to take all of him.

I began licking and sucking his impressive dark shaft, lubing his length with my saliva and working him deeper and deeper into my mouth until he was pressing against my throat. Daddy gently coached me as I began to work the long shaft past my gag reflex, feeling my throat relax and expand little by little. I always get very aroused with a cock in my mouth, and this was certainly no exception. I could feel my clit swelling and my pussy getting wetter with each stroke.

He was enjoying my efforts and praising my skills as I continued to take him deeper. I had stretched my throat to its limit, for the time being, and started to work the head in and out of my throat, working my tongue up, down, and around the shaft. He was tensing and relaxing, then lightly thrusting as he tried to match my pace. When I had taken him as deep as I could (and hold him there), Daddy finally gave me permission to cum. What a wonderful release! My throat spasmed in time with my pussy and he had to back out of my throat, lest the pulsing hasten his climax.

He turned me over and I leaned across the edge of the bed, fully exposing my dripping slut cunt for him to use as he wished. He ran the shaft of his cock the length of my swollen slit, occasionally brushing across my clit, thus beginning my build to another wonderful orgasm. I somehow held it at bay as he parted my wet lips and slowly slid his cock inside me. He pumped gently at first, allowing me to adjust to his girth and was soon stroking me with his full length. He had a slow, steady pace that summoned one orgasm after another. As each one shook my entire body, I was torn between begging for more and begging for mercy. Daddy realized that while I had not yet given everything, I needed a small break. I wanted more but had to stop for a moment to catch my breath, get some water and allow my over-stimulated... everything... to settle down. Words sometimes escape me in these moments, and I was glad to have Daddy watching over me.

When our break was over, he lay back on the bed and I began sucking his cock again, enjoying the taste of my juices still lingering on the smooth, rigid shaft. To my surprise, Daddy moved behind me and began fucking my now gapped pussy. Daddy loves the feeling of me being stretched by another cock, and I was in slut heaven having two holes being well fucked at once! This is just one of the many scenarios that I have fantasized about for my entire adult life. Senses reeling, thundering orgasms began again, and I let them roll through me at will. Both men stopped at the same time, leaving me writhing with aftershocks and even more desire. Mr. Jon eased me onto my back, raised my knees, and entered my dripping slit again. He used me at will, fucking me slow and easy, then pounding me hard, filling me with all his entire cock with each stroke. Daddy knelt by my head so I could clean my juices from his cock. I made sure to take him as deep as I could so he could feel each orgasm that wracked my body. He continued to praise, protect, and encourage me as I surrendered to all the new pleasures bestowed upon me. In addition to making sure that I was comfortable and happy, Daddy reminded me that I could, and should, ask for whatever I wanted.

Mr. Jon had been alternating his pace and rhythm throughout, keeping my pussy throbbing and cumming with nearly every stroke. He started to increase his pace, faster and faster. I found my voice and asked him to “please fill me up...breed this little slut pussy!” He playfully made me ask twice more by which time I was practically begging! I was just about to ask again when he tensed, buried his cock deep inside me and flooded my womb with his thick hot cream. As I felt his cock pumping his seed into me, I came again, mixing our juices and covering his cock at the same time.

He laid down beside me and I hungrily licked and sucked at his cock, coated with our mixed cum. I licked around the base and cleaned his sac, making sure to not let one drop of that decadent cream go to waste. I gently sucked on the softening shaft, hoping to get one more drop. I was secretly hoping to feel him get hard again, that I might also get fed! I realized that he had given his all, at least for now.

I rolled over to see Daddy smiling at me. The smile was one of approval, pride, and sheer happiness in watching his little slut come into her own. As a little, as a sub, and as the slut I have always been inside, my heart was full. Daddy was pleased and that was what I wanted. What I got was a whole lot more!