Life with Daddy Bear Part 4 Daddy's Business Trip By Always Horny This story is about an erotic encounter between two consenting adults. The terms "Daddy" and "Son" are meant as indicators of dominant and submissive roles, much like "Bear" and "Cub" would be. The characters are not related.
Daddy sometimes had to travel for his work. This happened about three months after I moved in. He had to cover for another sales rep who was out on medical leave. All the reps were taking two week turns. Daddy told me on Thursday that he would be leaving on Monday. I understood of course, but I would really miss him; I had become quite attached to him by now.
He said, "I know that you're going to miss me and I will miss you too, son, but this is a good opportunity for you to do your own thing, have a little independence, and will give you a break from having to service me all the time".
"But I love servicing you, Daddy! I don't need a break!"
"I appreciate that son, but it can't be avoided, and if I say you need a break then you do!"
"I've got good news and bad news, first the bad news you're not allowed to cum while I'm away. I will share this burden with you and not cum either - You've never gotten one of daddy's really big loads, and I want to take this opportunity to store one up for you."
My cock stiffened at the thought that all of daddy's big cum loads that I had swallowed or taken up my ass up to this point were not his "really big loads".
"Oh Daddy just the thought of that has gotten me all hot. Can I please suck your cock?"
"Yes, you can, but hold on son, I've got to tell the good news. I've left you some instructions to follow while I'm away. There is an envelope on my bureau with your name on it. You're not to open it until Monday after I have left".
We went into the bedroom and got naked. Daddy laid on his back and spread his legs a bit. I laid on my stomach and got up near his big balls. I began to lick them slowly, licking the entire surface of each ball. I made sure to lick the damp space where his balls and thighs met also. Daddy's crotch always had a strong smell that really set me off. It usually made me want his cock in my ass really badly, but I had asked to suck his cock and I wanted to do a good job for daddy and make him feel good.
I licked up and down his shaft then directed my attention to his cockhead. I sucked and licked just the cockhead for a while before sucking him further into my mouth, then I went back to licking and sucking his head. This sounds funny but, I had been doing research by watching porn blowjob videos. I watched both men and women give blowjobs. Some were deep throaters, which I couldn't do yet, but others were more head specialists. I discovered that some women, the edgers, could make a guy cum just by rubbing his frenulum, the spot on the underside of the penis right near the head. I did this to daddy, licking it, sucking it, and rubbing my thumb gently across it. Daddy let out a low moan.
"Where'd you learn to do that son?"
"Watching porn daddy."
"Good Boy!"
I didn't want to tease Daddy, and I sensed that he wanted more sucking, so I bobbed my head up and down trying to only add my hand after a while. Daddy didn't seem to mind the pace so I kept on slavishly worshipping his cock.
His breath quickened and he said, "OK get me off son!"
I added my hand as I sucked and increased the pace.
Daddy said, "that's it son, keep going, I'm close!"
When he came I locked my lips around his cock head and swallowed his entire load. I gave him head for a little while after he came, getting the little bit of residual cum that always seems to come out after orgasm. I then kissed his cockhead, crawled up his belly and chest and kissed him on the mouth.
I said "Thank you daddy" and meant it; I loved sucking him off.
He held the back of my neck and gave me a deep tongue kiss.
"I owe you a nice long ass fucking tomorrow son, that blowjob was incredible! Probably one of the best ones I've ever received! The next morning as promised he gave me a long intense fuck from behind. It was a stand up fuck in the door frame of the bedroom - which was an interesting variation. He was giving me the slow, deep, full stroke treatment. Of course I was loving it and was my usual noisy self. He decided to change positions and pushed me onto the bed face down. He mounted me and proceeded to pound the hell out of me until he came.
Then, it being Friday, we went about our normal work day. We went out later that night for a nice dinner at a place we liked. We decided to skip sex that night and watched TV until bed time.
Saturday was a lazy day. We went for a walk and did a little shopping.
That afternoon daddy proposed that we play a game of cribbage. I knew how to play because it was a favorite game in our family. Of course we bet, and as usual I bet my ass, and I wasn't told what daddy bet. I lost by several pegs (points).
"Well son, shall we go downstairs?"
"Yes, Daddy"
We went down to his play room. He had me strip and stand with hands against the wall like I was going to do a wall push up.
"You know son, I was looking at paddles on the website Etsy a few weeks ago. You wouldn't believe the craftsmanship on some of some of those paddles, and inexpensive too". "I bought you a little present."
He went over to his toy cupboard and took out a smooth black leather paddle with a braided leather handle. The paddle part was about a foot and an half long and was the flexible kind.
"You know that you can stop our play at any time if you want, right? "Yes daddy, I know."
"What do you like about being spanked, son?"
"I find it very arousing, and it makes me feel very submissive to you daddy"
Daddy smiled, came over to me, pinched my ass, and said, "That's wonderful son, you are such a sweet little compliant sub. I've never heard you so much as grumble about anything."
He took me over to a padded spanking bench that he had made that put you slightly ass up when you laid upon it. It was made in two parts with a space between the parts that allowed for the sub's cock to point downward and be accessible. It had soft cuffs attached to it for wrists and ankles.
He adjusted me so that my cock was in the space the way he wanted it and cuffed me to the bench.
He got real close to me and said, "This paddle is a bit of a step up for us, son, so I'm going to be checking in with you on the intensity level OK?"
I nodded.
You lost by 31 points son, but we don't have to do all 31, OK? "Yes, daddy"
Daddy got into position raised his arm and gave me a medium crack with slappy paddle.
"How's that son?"
"You can go harder daddy."
"That's the spirit, son."
His next strike was much harder.
"How's that?" He asked.
"I think that's the right amount daddy", I said through gritted teeth.
"Ok I'm gonna really lay into you now -red means stop, yellow is slow down, green means go, understand?"
I nodded that I understood.
With no further discussion he rested the paddle on my ass and raised his arm, swung and made contact with a loud crack. I jumped but remained quiet. It hurt like hell, but I had made a quiet resolution not to yelp or cry if I could help it.
He took his time, making me wait in anticipation for each crack of the paddle. Daddy was a skilled top and made the experience very memorable for me.
I never said "red" or "yellow" and at the end of 31 strikes my ass was blazing and quivering uncontrollably, but I hadn't cried. I was still in the midst of an endorphin rush as he rubbed cold cream into my reddened cheeks.
"Very well done, son, very well done indeed. Just stay quiet and rest a bit" he then went off for a moment.
He came back with a little stool and sat by my midsection. He spread my cheeks and I felt him squirt some lube on my hole.
"These are anal beads, son.." he said, showing them to me.
He then pushed the silicone "string" of beads up my ass one by one. As he was doing this he massaged my cock head with his lubed fingers. The feeling was exquisite. The beads going in felt great, but being pulled out they felt even better. He kept pushing them all the way in and pulling all the way out. This was doing incredible things to my prostate and anal channel.
I was moaning," Oh Daddy!" over and over.
He continued massaging my cock head with the tips of his fingers as he worked the beads, which only increased the sexual ecstasy.
Daddy said "Tell me when you're about to cum, son".
I was on sensation overload by all the stimuli I had experienced and was experiencing - the hard paddling, the arousing nature of my position - restrained on a spanking bench ass up, the anal beads, the cock massage.
I felt my orgasm coming on quickly, and said "Daddy, I gonna cum! At the first spurt into daddy's hand, he pulled the anal beads out of my ass.
The orgasm I had was difficult to describe, it felt... prolonged, maybe? Daddy obviously knew some trick about pulling out the anal beads as I came.
"Oh my God, daddy what was that! It felt, I don't know, totally wonderful, but indescribable".
"Don't worry about the science of it son, just enjoy it". "Now let's clean up all of this cum in my hand".
He then pushed a lot of my cum into my asshole, and fed me what was left on his hand.
"Some of your cum hit the floor son, we'll have to clean it up later. Remind me to rig up a collection system for your cum next time."
After he helped me off of the bench we took our usual post-play shower, using fairly cool water to sooth my ass a bit. We didn't really wash ourselves; we just stood under the water making out for a while.
Then we ordered a pizza and chilled in front to the TV until bed time.
On Sunday morning I did my usual Daddy servicing; with a blowjob. My ass was still too sore for a fucking. Daddy was a bit worried; it was kind of cute.
He said, "Is your ass too sore, son?" "Was it too much?"
I smiled and kissed him saying, "I wanted a hard spanking". "I'm into it. I could have said red or yellow at any point but didn't". "Daddy can I ask you a question?"
"Yes son."
"Do you enjoy spanking me?"
"Yes son, I do, first your tight little ass is so sexy when it's on display for a spanking, but second, and more importantly, I love that you are so trusting of me that you are willing to surrender yourself to me.
Your sweet vulnerability makes me very emotional, son. It fills me with renewed love for you." He kissed me after he said this.
I was filled with a rush of love for daddy, also, and started to tear up a bit.
He said, OK let's get breakfast! Daddy loaded up his travel bags in the truck because we were driving to the airport after breakfast.
Our drive was pretty peaceful, and we just sat close and daddy rested his hand on his favorite spot between my balls and my thigh.
When we got to the airport, I offered to blow him again before he had to leave.
He' said, "No son, you've serviced daddy quite enough this weekend."
I said, "Are you sure, daddy? It's really no trouble at all. I want to taste your cum one last time before you have to leave."
He tousled my hair and said, "OK son", and drove to the far corner of the lot.
As I was driving back home in Daddy's truck, I couldn't help thinking what a lucky son of a bitch I was.
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