Marine Zack meets new Daddy, Part 3 - Sex Stories

Marine Zack meets new Daddy, Part 3

... in the end, you were wishing you’d have let your first daddy fuck you more because each time he fucked you, he set off new triggers of pleasure you never even knew existed. Am I right, Son? Yes, sir. I’m your son now, and you can do whatever you want to with me. I am here to make Daddy happy, to satisfy Daddy, and give him the greatest orgasm he has ever experienced. Get up on your knees with your arms by your side. Daddy stands in front of Zack. With both hands, undo my belt buckle and unzip my trousers. Do not touch my cock in any way, shape, or form. Zack carefully pulls the excess strap through the loop. He pulls back on the buckle, releasing the tongue, and opens the belt. Zack places each piece outwardly toward Daddy’s hips. Zack opens the snap, pulling the waistband away from the abdomen, so the unzipping will not touch the cock. With the zipper down to the bottom of the fly, Zack takes his hands on the sides of the waistband and pulls the trousers down to Daddy’s knees. Daddy’s erection is already showing pre-cum. Pull my boxers down to my knees. I want you to see how the pre-cum is glistening the tip of my cock. Zack pulls down the edges of the boxers and with it, Daddy’s cock until the elastic gives and the cock pops out, fully erect. Daddy is oozing, and Zack is ecstatic. Daddy lets Zack stare at the dripping cockhead. O.K. On your back, find where my juice is falling, and open your mouth to catch it. Don’t swallow it, just catch it. That’s right. While Zack is ...

... lying on his back with his mouth open to receive Daddy’s pre-cum, Daddy reaches down and rubs his hand over the silk covered crotch. Daddy feels his boy’s dick clit growing and pushing against the already too tightly stretched material. Daddy treats his fingers to the joy of silk, covering hard, pulsating male meat. Daddy rubs regularly and then irregularly, sometimes pushing way down close to the boy pussy, and then retreating. Zack is focusing on the growing crystal liquid oozing from the slit of Daddy’s cockhead, that mushroom head sitting on that rock hard shaft. The droplet becomes a drop and, with its silky thread of spun desire, falls into the waiting mouth of the willing son. “Oh, my God! What the fuck is happening? I haven’t been here twenty minutes and he’s dripping pre-cum in my mouth? What the fuck is going on and it’s so fucking hot and I haven’t even touched his fucking dick and my panties are about to split.” Move your dick onto your stomach but inside the panties. Now Daddy can rub the underneath of the shaft through the woven barrier of anticipation. Zack begins to ooze his own pre-cum, deepening the color of the pink silk panties. Close your mouth. Don’t swallow. On your knees. Place your lips on the head of my dick. Open your mouth and cover my dick with my pre-cum. Don’t suck it. Just take it. Yeah, you can move your tongue around it. Take it as deep as you can. Release my dick. Now come sit on the bed and jack my dick. I want you to edge me for a while, and ...