My king-sized bed was low to the ground, topped by a velvet throw, and suited my purposes perfectly. I set her down on the mattress so her lips were at cock-level.
She placed my belt buckle on her cheek, and I pulled my cock out of my pants, already rock hard, in my hand.
“May I?” she purrs.
“May you what?”
“May I please suck on your cock, Daddy? Pretty, pretty please?”
“I don’t know; depends,” loving the teasing mood she was in I gently gripped her chin. Two could play at this game.
I slowly stroked my shaft up and down, teasing her, “Was my kitten a good girl while she was out with her friends?”
She nods sweetly up at me, “Yes, Daddy. Will you please let me suck your cock? I’ve been a good girl, and I want to show you how I can lick it and suck on it until it explodes in my mouth.”
Her dirty talk made me harder than a steel crankshaft.
“I will always try to be your good little kitten.” She lapped at the glistening droplet which formed on the tip of my swollen cock, leaning her head back and opening her mouth, offering her tongue, begging to taste me.
She closed her eyes in reverence as the knob of my hard erection pressed against the back of her throat, stretching her lips wide open with each slow shove. I cradled the back of her head as she kept bobbing her wet mouth up and down on my hard-on. Her lips barely fit around me, and there were drops of slick saliva dribbling down her chin as she greedily sank down once again, trying to take in as much as she could
Such an eager pet.
I tugged at her hair, pulling her away from me as she gripped my slippery shaft and lazily stroked it, squeezing the head between her fingers. “Tell Daddy what you want, kitten,” I groaned.
“I want you to cum on me, Daddy,” she replied in a throaty whisper. “Mark me as yours.”
She watched greedily as I stroked myself and reached her fingers slowly down inside of her panties. She eyed me warily as she slid them over her between her thighs.
“Good girl, kitten. Daddy loves to see you touching your pretty pussy.”
It was going to put me over the edge. I felt my balls tighten as she opened her mouth and moaned, her eyes still fixed on my cock.
I worked my dick faster now and felt the shaft throb in time with my balls. I groaned in agony as she leaned toward me, lapping at the crest of my sensitive head, rubbing her lips over the tip as she frantically frigged her clit, her bum resting on her heels so she was at better eye level with my pulsing rod.
“May I cum, Daddy?” Her tone was as frantic as her fingers.
“Not yet, kitten, don’t you dare.” I gritted my teeth. “You don’t cum until I say you can.” For emphasis, I reached down and slapped her ass with three healthy strokes. Afterwards, I grabbed her hair forcefully in my fist, causing her to moan, which vibrated around me in a way that made me stroke faster to fuck her face in earnest.
She gasped, “Shoot it on me, Daddy! Shoot it on my tits.” I leaned forward, placing my right hand on the mattress to prevent myself from falling, and watched as her entire body shuddered as she moaned from her orgasm. My orgasm burst out of me, ignited by her words.
She smeared my liquid over and around her tits and once her crescendo settled; and licked every bit of my essence from my still hard cock, lapping at her hands as if she really were my pet cleaning the cream from her paws.
“Oh, kitten,” I groaned as I pulled her next to me to lie under the sheets. “You are a very good girl.”