Angel (Love, Daddy 1)

In a few more seconds, she’s got my monster out and he’s standing up straight, near bursting at her touch. She wraps her soft hands around the steel shaft and immediately begins to pump.

The thought hits me like a blast of arctic air. I need to get my pants off. Easy enough for most men, but it’s going to require taking off my prosthetic. Angel stops the movement of her hands, tipping her face to look into my eyes.

My heart nearly stops as I search for the words. “I need to get my pants off, baby.” I know I need to just say it, get it out there in the open. Whatever the consequences, I’ll have to handle them. I feel my shoulders tense. “And, I have to take my prosthetic off.” My voice is tight with anxiety. I hate that my disability is creeping into our moment. There is a lump in my throat the size of a softball, wondering if this is the moment she turns tail and runs.

But my babygirl amazes me more with each breath I take.

“I want to do it for you. Can you show me how? I want to take care of this for you every day. I want to help you.” Her emerald eyes twinkle, and I can see how sincere she is. Her heart is as big as my stupid grin.

In the next minute, we’ve blasted down the formidable wall I’d built. I’d been so worried about what would happen when we finally got to this moment, but now it’s here and it’s amazing. My babygirl leans down, and I guide her to unfasten the prosthetic, showing her how it’s attached. Her eyes sparkle, her attention on everything I do. She wants to learn; she wants to share this with me. I’m the luckiest man alive.

Then, when she’s done, she kisses my leg and comes right back up with a huge smile as she takes my cock between her fingers and starts to massage. And I forget all about my missing foot.

I kick off my pants as she works her magic.

“Oh fuck.” I lean back against the headboard throwing my arms crossed over the top of my head trying to catch a breath. My eyes close as I find myself lost in the moment and the sensation. My balls draw up tight and my cum threatens to spray right there and then. I fight for control, but I’m quickly losing it as she tightens her grip, one hand coming up to spread the drops of cum that have leaked out of the engorged head, caressing and popping it in and out of her tightening fist.

“I wish I could lick it,” she whispers. And that’s all I can take. “Give it a hug with my mouth.”

Every curse word I know streams from my lips.

“Put your mouth on me, Angel. Quick, Daddy’s so close and he wants you to swallow it all. Show me how much you want me, babygirl.”

She manages to wriggle off my legs as I open them, giving her room to crouch down in front of me on the bed. She lifts her eyes to meet mine as her tongue darts out to take that first glorious lick of the creamy droplets streaming out of my slit.

“Mmmm,” Angel moans as she tastes me for the first time.

“Tell me you like it, babygirl. Tell Daddy you love how he tastes.”

She flutters her eyelashes, red rising in her cheeks.

“I know you like it, Angel. You’re making a wet spot there on the bed aren’t you? Your little sweet cunt can’t help it. Reach your fingers down there and feel how wet you are.

She takes her fingers and puts them between her legs, a look of hesitance shadowing her eyes. I let her feel that for a moment because I like her a little unsteady, that hint of embarrassment more sexy to me than anything Victoria’s Secret can offer. I need her to look to me for everything, even this reassurance; I need her to need me for everything. It’s the most powerful feeling I’ve ever had, and I will never abuse it, but only use it to guide her and help her.

“It’s okay, Daddy likes you wet. I’m so proud that you’re wet because of me. You’re a good girl. Now tell me how it tastes, I need you to tell me. The filthier you talk to me, the happier I am. Keep your other fingers inside you; I want you rubbing that pussy the whole time, you understand?”

She smiles, her tongue licking her bottom lip as she wiggles her hips on me. “It’s so good. So slick and salty, and I want more. Much more. Can I do that? Can I put my mouth right over your cock? I’ve never done it before.”

“Jesus, yes. Go on, open your mouth, I’ll show you how to make Daddy happy, princess.”

She’s on me like lightning and I thrust up into her because I can’t wait. The heat from her mouth sends showers of sparks and fire over my skin. She’s making these noises that send my head spinning. I need her on me; I need her to cum with me. I change my mind.

“Baby, hold on.” It pains me to interrupt her magical mouth. “Come here” I maneuver her hips toward my face as I scoot us both further down onto the soft, white fabric of the bed. “Daddy’s going to show you something else. You keep sucking, you’re a good girl, that’s your place. You look so beautiful with my cock in your mouth.”

She tries so hard to keep going while I move our bodies, but I finally get her positioned over my face and she sucks me down deep into her throat, and I nearly lose it right there.

“Goddamn, Angel, that’s so good.” My beast is tapping her tonsils and she’s making no sounds of protest. It’s like every second she becomes more and more perfect.

I jerk her legs apart and spread her over my face, knocking her knees even further apart. I toss my head back and forth as I place them on either side of my head, her pussy dripping liquid down her legs, but I want something else, something new.

I pull her ass cheeks apart, feeling how she pauses for a moment as her mouth works my girth. I need to remind her who she is.

“Daddy doesn’t need to ask you for these things, the things he will do to you, the things he will do with you. I just want that to be clear, baby.” I kiss one side of her ass, then give her a small bite so she’s focused. “So you do as you’re told, and always remember, when you cum you make me so happy. Have you got that, Angel? Your cum makes me proud. So be sure you do that a lot, for me.” She hums her agreement around my cock and the vibration settles right in my balls sending up a pre-shot of cum into her mouth.

I tense my abdomen along with my neck and shoulders, holding back the explosion that is threatening to blast down her throat.

Her scent is still on my face, in my nose, rising from my beard as my fingertips dig into her ripe, round ass cheeks, parting them and exposing all of her to me. I take one long, slow lick from her hard button, through her folds, scooping my tongue into her opening where she’s gushing. I swallow deep, and it tastes so good, but I don’t stop there.