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erotic fictionShe’s on the floor, sucking my cock, as I sit in the wingback chair in my playroom. She’ll be easier than my last sub.

Books lining the walls act as effective soundproofing to silence whatever screams may occur. While Annie engulfs me, a few dark strands of her hair get sucked in along with my cock. Black ribbon restraints fasten her hands in back; she can’t pick the hairs away.

Annie sets her ass back on her heels, also bound. A reading lamp on the adjacent table illuminates her sweet, distorted face with a yellow glow. Such rosy cheeks, now with that heightened flush of fresh desire. She nibbles my cock with lips and sudsy sounds. Her warm, wet cleft sits atop my foot from my toes to the ankle, sliding, pressing … shoving her pubic mound against my instep. Her head moves up and down.

The cock slips out and slaps against my belly. Annie asks, “So what’s with Debbie?” spitting hairs from her tongue.  “Do you see her anymore?”

“Most women wouldn’t want to hear about somebody’s ex.”

“You guys just always looked so right together. I was always so jealous.”

“Debbie’s pretty messed up, you know.”

“She seemed really devoted.”

“I loved Deb very much.”

“That was obvious at the club. You looked like you two belonged together. I never saw her without the leash.”

“We only did that in public,” I say. “I didn’t approve, but what can you do?”

“You don’t see her anymore?”

“Debbie’s too needy,” I reply. “I didn’t really know if I could do anything for her, poor thing. …. Uh? … sweetheart?


“Suck more. Less talk.”

Annie tries to lift my cock with her tongue and lips. “Mmma amm … but you two-”

“Suck it. I’ll explain as we go.”

Finally succeeding in standing my cock upright again, Annie continues to slide up and down with enthusiasm. The hot snatch riding my foot gets wetter, hotter, her slickness running over the sides.

“Debbie’s far too complicated,” I say.

Annie loses my cock again. “But you two always seemed so perfect,” she says. “So attuned-“

“Suck it, Annie, or I won’t tell you. Get it back in your mouth or you’re out of here.”


“Don’t drip any on my upholstery.”

“I’ll make you feel better,” her head drops, mouth open.

Again, the difficulty of sucking up my cock from my belly. “Muh. Mnnmm.”

I say, “Ah Debbie. … Yes, she was something. Something I couldn’t really deal with.”

“But you come so well recommended.”

“Suck it, bitch! Get on that cock! If I have to talk about something as painful as Debbie. … What? Does talk turn you on?”

“No. … Well, a little. But I don’t want to make mistakes with you.”

“Don’t fall in love. Not now. All I need is you sucking me.”


“You weren’t there that last time. The last time at the club.”

“Whag Ghappem?”

“I never liked that place. Just went for her sake. She wanted the entire sex community to know how she pleased me.”


“Your greedy cunt feels so hot on my foot. Keep sucking.”


“It was always her idea to fuck other men, but never for her own enjoyment. Claimed she did it for me. She knows my voyeurism.”  


“That night did it. The end, I mean. Debbie comes very easily. She can have orgasm after orgasm.”

“Luggig gorlg.”

“Not so much. She felt guilty if she climaxed with anybody else. She’d be mortified thinking she wronged me somehow.”

“Dig sheg? … Gome?”

“Oh yeah, big time. Some big dick guy had her and she yelled her ass off from the power of her orgasm.”

Annie continues staring deep into my eyes, slowly working with lips, suction and tongue. Mouth full, nostrils elongated, she nuzzles her sweet face into my pubes, deep-throating me every few strokes. 

“Deb was a mess, sweetheart. As a child, she was a serial masturbator. By the time she turned eighteen, she thought she’d seriously damaged herself. She developed an orgasm complex, wracked with guilt over every one.”

“Egem wigg you?”

“Yes, unfortunately. She was always easy to make come, but she’d feel so guilty, she had me beat her every time she did.  Sometimes I’d have to deny her orgasms altogether if her ass blistered too badly.”

On Annie’s next downstroke, I curl my unoccupied leg up and around her neck, pulling her closer into my crotch. My dick slides a little more down her throat. Her eyes take on a hint of panic; between my leg and the restraints she’s in an inescapable hold. She daren’t bite me.

“The guy didn’t know what to make of it. He’d just treated Debbie to a tremendous flight of consciousness, but she started crying, saying she wasn’t worth it, that she didn’t deserve to climax with anybody but me. That she was nothing but a slut and that the guy should now piss on her to show what a terrible person she was and that she wasn’t true to her lover. So he did. The fucking asshole pissed on her.”


“They both got thrown out. I don’t blame the group at all.”

Annie’s pussy leaks even more, soaking my foot in juices as she shoves herself hard against my ankle. I wiggle my toes around her asshole.

“I’d never piss on anyone,” I say. “Not for punishment, anyway.”

“Goog.” Annie’s look becomes more content, more comfortable. She dips her head until her nose presses into my lower abdomen, air passages clogged, unable to breathe. I pull my leg tighter around her neck to hold her fast. Her eyes bug out in fear. She tries to pull away, but I stiffen, smiling appreciatively while she protests with that look alone. At the last moment, before she resorts to something drastic, I let up, allowing her to draw back enough to catch a breath. Satisfied her oxygen intake is sufficient; I gradually tighten on her once again, into the helpless deep throat position.

Annie finally understands. Her eyes take on the contentment of security, of giving in to what she now recognizes as trust that I will not hurt her. Her gyrations on my foot intensify and her flush turns toward crimson as I deny her the air to live by. Annie’s orgasm is cresting now. I allow her another breath.

My leg constricts her for the final time as I feel my own climax gathering. The energy vibrating from my extremities concentrates between my legs, engaging with the soft mouth and muscular throat of my new lover. She milks me. She sucks for all she is worth. Annie isn’t interested in breathing now, her orgasm well beyond the point of return. Her face becomes purple as she slips nearly unconscious into the sensations, unaware of her situation.

After mutual eruptions, I let up on her once again. In unison, we catch our respective breaths in the afterglow.

“Yes, Annie.” I say. “This could never happen with Debbie. She’d be all guilty now.”

“Piss on me,” Annie says. “I’m so happy. Take me and piss on me.”

“C’mon baby,” I reply. “Into the shower with you.”

© 2013 Daddy X. All rights reserved. Content may not be copied or used in whole or part without written permission from the author.

Bio: Daddy X always wanted to be a dirty old man. He’s survived the 40’s, 50’s, 60’s, 70’s, 80’s, 90’s, and George W. Bush. He maintained good humor throughout Catholic school, a paper route, muskrat trapping, a steel mill, Bucks County, Haight Ashbury, North Beach, Castro Street, the Mendocino Coast, the SF bar business, drug addiction, alcoholism, a stroke, Hep C, cancer, a liver transplant, a year of interferon, a stickup at his ancient art gallery while tied to a desk (not as cool as it sounds), a triple bypass, and George W. Bush.  Now he’s old, and it’s time to get dirty. He’s been with Momma X (greatest editor on earth) for fifty years, but she thinks his stuff is too skievy to deal with. They live in northern California with an epileptic 90 lb lop-eared hound (17” wingspan) and two cats. They raise little green girls to medicinal maturity each and every year.


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