“Dad?”
I heard his son’s voice and looked up at my Master. He must have heard it too, but his eyes remained closed.
“Dad?” There was a knock on the door. Grabbing my long blonde hair, Master pushed his cock deeper into my throat.
“Come in, son.”
My squeak of surprise was lost around the meat in my mouth. We had talked about what was going to happen today, but I had not expected JJ to be invited into the Haven, my Master’s playroom above the garage of his house.
“Oh, shit, sorry, I thought you said to come in.” Out of the corner of my eye, I could see JJ turning to head back out.
“I did. I’m nearly finished here.” Master punctuated his words by pulling his cock out of my throat, and I felt him swell and my mouth begin to fill with his cum.
“I’ll come back.”
“No, stay, son, I want to talk to you.” Looking down at me, Master nodded, and I held his cock away from my lips and swallowed the mouthful of his cum I’d been holding. He nodded again, and I obeyed again; I took his cock back in and used my tongue to clean him. My responses to his non-verbal commands were too ingrained to stop despite John Junior, known affectionately as JJ, being there.
“Good girl.” Master leaned down and kissed the top of my head. Looking up at him, I smiled, happy to have pleased him.
“JJ, don’t hover in the doorway, come on in.”
“Yes, Sir.” JJ closed the door behind him and tried to look anywhere other than at his father’s long-time girlfriend who was kneeling, naked except for the fuck-me heels that Master liked, on the floor. I did not move; I had not been given permission.
John stood and donned the robe he’d put on the back of his chair before pulling JJ in for a hug. “Did you have a good time last night?” After a family dinner to celebrate his seventeenth birthday, JJ had gone off to meet some friends.
“Yeah, it was good, thanks, Dad. We went to see a band at the teen club; they weren’t great, but it was a good night.” His voice was a bit shaky.
“Good. Good. Come sit down, son.” John led the way to the two easy chairs to my right. JJ still tried to avoid looking at me, but when he sneaked a glance, John noticed.
“She’s beautiful, isn’t she?” JJ nodded. “You’ve seen a naked woman before, haven’t you, son?”
Without directly answering, JJ tried to steer the conversation away from me. “You said you wanted to talk to me about something.”
“First, look at her properly.”
“Dad, please, this doesn’t feel right. She’s your girlfriend, and she’s naked.” He still kept his head turned away.
“Doesn’t feel right, son? Why not? She’s a beautiful woman; her body is there to be appreciated.”
Part of me agreed with JJ, he should not be seeing me like this, but when John had talked to me about it, he had asked a simple question: “Who better to teach the boy about the facts of life than his parent, or in this case his parent’s woman?” He’d made it sound so simple that I had put aside my misgivings and agreed.
“Stand, girl, let the boy look at you.” JJ was still trying his hardest not to look at me.
“Yes, Master.” I rose and clasped my hands behind the small of my back.
JJ’s eyebrows flew up when he heard that. Taking that as his cue, John began to explain the basics of the lifestyle we had kept hidden from his kid for so long. He began to go into the technicalities of the Master/slave relationship, and it seemed to me that JJ was having a hard time taking it in.
“Permission to speak, Master?”
“Granted, girl.”
“JJ, all you need to understand is that your father and I love each other, and this is the way we have found that allows us to show that love to each other.”
JJ nodded. It was apparently a lot for him to take in, but he seemed to be getting more comfortable. “And you’re okay with me seeing you naked?”
I tried to make light of it: “Too late now, JJ. Why don’t you just listen to what your father has to say?”
Master stood, came to where I was standing, and hugged me. “My beautiful, clever girl.” Retaking his seat, Master focused on JJ again: “What I want to talk to you about, son, is women.”
JJ had dropped his gaze to between his feet. “Daaad.” He dragged out the word in the way only exasperated teenagers can. “I had sex ed in school right after my sixteenth birthday last year. I know about women.”
He was looking uncomfortable again; I almost felt sorry for him. But his father had decided that this was a lesson JJ needed to learn.
John laughed his big laugh. “No, son, you probably know the mechanics, put object A into slot B and repeat as necessary.” John looked over at me. “Do you know what a girl smells like when she’s turned on? Do you know the sounds she makes when your cock sinks into her wetness? Do you know what her pussy feels like when she’s coming? How it grips you so tight it feels like you are in a vice?”
“Dad!” JJ’s voice was sharper and he moved uncomfortably in his chair. I was spellbound by my Master’s soft voice; it felt almost like a caress on my skin.
“Do you know how to turn her on? Do you know how to please her? To make her come and come again, so she is begging you to fuck her? Do you know the difference between making love to a girl versus fucking her?”
John waited until JJ looked up at him before continuing. “Son, one of the most important decisions you will make in your life is the woman you choose to spend it with. You will have to know how to make her happy and keep her happy. A well-fucked woman is a happy woman.” Looking back at me, he asked: “Wouldn’t you agree, girl?”
“Yes, Master.”
“Come here, girl.”
As I walked slowly across the short distance between us, I could feel my breasts sway. Looking up, I saw JJ watching me. I smiled encouragingly at him, hoping he wasn’t getting too freaked out at seeing me act like this. Although he was not my biological son, his mother had died when he was eight and we’d been close for a long time.
I knelt in the spot indicated by Master, between the two chairs, my back straight and my hands resting, palms down, on my thighs.
Taking a conversational tone, John asked JJ, “Are you a breast man, son? I am. One of the first things I noticed about her was her breasts. She had them hidden under an ugly blue dress, but I could tell they were magnificent. I couldn’t wait to get my hands on them.”
Master reached out and took one of my D-size breasts in his hand. JJ made no reply, and John continued, “I love her breasts, soft yet firm.”
Silence fell for a moment; JJ looked hypnotized watching his father play with my breast.
“Never underestimate the effect playing with a woman’s breasts will have on her. Large or small or somewhere in between, you’ll find that most are hot-wired to their pussies.” He ran his thumb over the puckered flesh of my nipple. “See how her nipples are hardening already?”
I couldn’t help it; being on display was a major turn-on for me, and I could feel my pussy begin to tingle.
“And these taste so good.” Catching the nipple in his mouth, he sucked it deep before turning back to JJ. “See how hard they get? Have you ever felt a girl’s breasts, JJ?”
“Dad?”
“Son, believe me, you will rarely see better breasts than these. Go on, hold one. You don’t have to do anything, just take it in your hand.”
Reaching out, he took JJ’s hand and placed it under my other breast. I held my breath; had Master gone too far, too fast? JJ’s hand did not move for several seconds, but then I felt his fingers tighten slowly as he lifted the weight. Oh, God, there was something wrong with me; my pussy flooded as he began to tease the nipple as his father had done. His face was a picture of complete concentration as he flicked it back and forth.
“You’ve held a breast before, right, son?”
Never taking his eyes off the large globe of flesh in his hand, JJ answered his father. “Yes, but not as big as these.”
“Here, try them both at once.” Master sat back and watched as JJ fondled and squeezed my breasts. “They feel good, don’t they? You really should taste them; let’s see if you can get those nipples harder. I’ve seen them so hard she could take your eye out with one.”
JJ’s eyes flew to mine again. I nodded then, slowly. Almost as if he was in a trance, he lowered first his gaze and then his mouth. It felt like an eternity before I felt his tongue flick out and taste me for the first time. I couldn’t help it; I arched my back and pushed my breast into his mouth. I could feel his tongue swirl around my engorged nipple. I heard a moan but was not sure if it was from JJ or me. Again, Master stayed quiet for a short while to allow JJ to get comfortable.
“Use your teeth, she likes that. Not all girls will, mind you, but this one does.” I could feel Master’s hand on my head, stroking my hair. JJ caught the nipple between his tongue and upper teeth before biting down gently. I gasped as small spikes of pain radiated through my breast. JJ switched sides and began the same exquisite torture on my other nipple.
“Squeeze them, she likes that too.”
JJ did as his father suggested. My breath was becoming ragged, and when his fingers dug deep into my flesh, I couldn’t help but moan.
“Told you she likes it.”
JJ lowered his head again, and this time he sucked a nipple deep into his mouth. I love having my breasts played with; I can come when my Master has bound them tight and then sucks them. While JJ’s attentions were nowhere near as painful, there was something about watching his son’s mouth working on me that was so erotic.
“Imagine your cock nestled between those two beauties, son.” Master had his own cock out now and was slowly stroking himself. He always enjoyed watching me being used.
“Have you ever fucked a girl, JJ?”
JJ raised his head but put both his hands to my breasts, pulling hard on my nipples as he answered. “Yes, Sir.”
“Ever had one suck your cock?”
“Yes, Sir, more than one.”
“Then you know there’s nothing like having your cock sucked, watching her gag on you, feeling her tongue exploring you, watching her struggle to swallow your load, some dribbling down her chin and landing on her breasts.” I heard JJ’s breathing change; the images his father was creating were apparently having an effect on him. “Or pulling out before you come and spraying her breasts with it, or her face. Yeah, definitely one of the good things in life.” John paused. “Ever thought about what it would be like with her, son?”
It took JJ a few moments to process that he had been asked a question, and when he whispered his answer, his eyes were on my mouth. “Yes.”
Master leaned forward and pushed his thumb into my mouth. I sucked on it, imagining it was JJ’s cock. I looked directly into his eyes as I bobbed my head, moving the digit in and out of my mouth. I saw that JJ’s eyes were riveted on my mouth, but he hadn’t stopped playing with my breasts. I suddenly realized that he hadn’t been fumbling around; his touches were sure and steady, and they seemed to have a surprising confidence. I began to wonder whether his nervousness had been more about who I am than a reflection of inexperience, but then my Master’s voice pulled me back into awareness of the situation I was in.
“Would you like to feel what it’s like with a woman who loves to suck cock?”
JJ’s answer was a nod. It seemed like any nervousness he’d had was lost under an avalanche of hormones.
“Consider it an extra birthday present. Sit back and let her do all the work.”
Before his father had even stopped speaking, JJ had moved back in his chair, and I crawled between his legs. I could see the outline of his cock through his sweat pants; the anticipation of tasting him had my pussy purring, but I was determined to go slowly, to show him just what pleasure a woman’s mouth can offer.
Snaking my hands under the elastic waistband, I gently pulled down as JJ raised his hips. I couldn’t help but gasp when his cock sprang free. It was gorgeous, a good seven inches if not more, and fat. I felt wetness rush to my pussy; I knew I was going to enjoy this.
Looking up at JJ, I smiled before leaning forward and licking from the base of his shaft to the purplish head; I could already taste the pre-cum as I swirled my tongue around the slippery tight skin. I heard JJ groan above me as I licked my way back down again and then let my tongue explore his balls.
Taking his shaft in my hand, I pumped him slowly, pulling the skin tight before claiming my prize of that beautiful head in my mouth. He was even fatter than his father, and I could feel my mouth stretching to accommodate him. It was delicious, the salty pre-cum, the smell of him, the taste of his skin.
Relaxing my throat and kneeling higher, I fed his stunning cock into my mouth, exploring all the contours with my tongue before feeding it down my throat. As I swallowed the head, I heard JJ gasp and moan. I held it there for a few seconds before pulling back and exploring him more with my tongue. I didn’t have to tighten my lips much, they were already stretched nearly to their limit.
“Oh, God, I’m gonna come.”
With that, he exploded in my mouth. The taste was sweet and salty, and he kept coming. I felt spurt after spurt hit the back of my mouth. I didn’t hold it in my mouth as I had for Master, but greedily swallowed and continued sucking until I got every last drop of his cum. I kept on licking even when I knew his balls were dry, just to enjoy the feel of him in my mouth.
“That was amazing.” JJ was now slumped back in the chair, and I reluctantly let his cock fall out of my mouth. “Thanks.”
I couldn’t help it, I giggled. “My pleasure, JJ, you have a gorgeous cock.”
“If you are quite finished, girl, I have another waiting for you here.” Master’s voice sounded amused. I turned and crawled to him.
“Thank you, Master,” I said as I took him in my hand. I began with his balls, slowly exploring them with my tongue before sucking them gently into my mouth, one at a time and then together. As I lavished my attention on his cock, I heard Master speaking to JJ.
“Did you enjoy that, son?”
“Hell, yeah, Dad. Do you think all girls can do it like that?”
“With a bit of time and patience, they can learn, but I still have never found one quite as good as she is.”
His hand in my hair pulled me to the top of his cock. Hearing him talk about me as a sexual object, as though I wasn’t even there, was really turning me on.
“She was a natural from the first moment I stuffed her mouth.” Looking up at him, I smiled to hear him praise me like that. “You’ve got to let them take it at their own pace, only take as much of your cock as they can manage. As they get used to it, they will be able to take more and more.” I took all of Master’s cock into my mouth, enjoying the familiar taste and smell of him. “See that? She can deep-throat it anytime now. Took her a while, but we got there.” For a few minutes no one spoke, the only sounds my slurping at Master’s cock.
“Dad?”
“Mmm?”
“Should I go?”
