Daddy D, Part 4

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Our cuddle break eventually turns into a groping and kissing break, after we catch our breaths. Everything still felt so good, I was perfectly content to let Daddy guide me through whatever he wanted to do next. Once he’s ready, Daddy extracted himself from the bed once more.

After first making sure we were both still well hydrated, he again opened his duffle bag of goodies. He wasn’t looking for much - just something to fasten my cuffs together. Returning to me, he attached my cuffs together and flipped me onto my stomach.

Daddy at first covered my body with his own, taking the opportunity to again bite and mark up my neck and shoulders. I wanted to wear his marks forever. Then he began to work his way down my back; reaching my ass first with his hands, and then his mouth. Roughly kneading and squeezing my cheeks, he spread my ass to tease my hole, gently blowing air over it. Then he dove in, tongue first.

I love getting rimmed. Contrary to popular belief, a lot of tops enjoy having their asses played with. I just don’t enjoy when you try to stick something more than a tongue in there. Tease and rub the outside of my hole to your heart’s content - it feels great. But any boy who tries for more is gonna get some sense spanked into him real quick.

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Daddy D, Part 3

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Part 4
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Christmastime was here, and I was looking forward to unwrapping a daddy shaped present. It had been a couple of weeks since our fun in the park, and I was very eager to see Daddy D again. Finally, we had managed to find a good time for the both of us. His place would be empty, and I would be able to spend the night.

And spending the night was important because the plans we had made would require a small amount of recovery time afterward. Daddy D had gotten his hands on some MDMA, also known as molly or ecstasy, and we were going to take some and spend all night fucking our brains out. I had done molly a handful of times before, though always in a more casual setting - never sexual. After hearing some of the things people had told me about having sex while rolling I was pretty excited to try it myself. MDMA is probably the “hardest” drug I’d ever be willing to do, and even then very sparingly and under certain circumstances. This just happened to be one of those circumstances.

I packed an overnight bag and headed over to his place. After I parked, Daddy lead me inside and straight into his bedroom. I set my bag down and got comfortable, taking off my shirt. Daddy came over and began to kiss me, taking off his own shirt before sitting on the bed.

“You ready for a fun night, cubby?” He asked as he reached over to his nightstand.

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