There was also a little blue pill. I picked it up between my fingers and gave her a look. Her shoes suddenly became very interesting to her.
Early in our relationship, when it became clear that this was going to be more than just a comic con fling, I worried about whether or not I was going to be able to keep up with her. My Kitten has a healthy sex drive. I didn’t want to disappoint her.
There were also psychological concerns. I’d been depressed and my sex drive had been non-existent for two years. So yeah, I was worried about getting hard. I’d been rock hard that night at the comic con, but was that a one-off burst of pent-up energy or a change in the wind?
So I got a prescription and got some pills. It was an “In Case of Emergency, Crack Open Packet” sort of thing. But it turns out I didn’t need them. Kitten was so amazing to be around my energy levels went up and my sex drive went into overdrive. So I didn’t need them. I tossed them in the bottom of a drawer and forgot about them.
Except here was a pill. So unless Kitten’s power of persuasion included being able to woo pharmacists, she’d been rooting through my clothing drawers. I should be mad, but this wasn’t the time.
“Have you been going through your Daddy’s belongings?” I asked.
“Kitten might have accidentally found them when looking for one of your shirts to wear,” she said, looking at her shoes and gently swaying back and forth. “And she thought that maybe Daddy might want to take one because Kitten wants to fuck an awful lot today.”
It was hard to argue with that logic, although there would be consequences for her going through my things. Later. Obviously. I took the pill and placed it in my mouth. I could see her eyes getting wider. Then I swallowed it with a sip of water.
“You’re in for a long day now, Kitten,” I said. “Are you going to join me for breakfast?”
She smiled, grabbed a pillow from one of the chairs and placed it at my feet. She then knelt in front of me. She made a brief pouty face and rolled her eyes that I had bothered to put on shorts today, and then reached up and quickly pulled them down over my legs. The pill was going to take another 20-30 minutes to kick in, so the hard cock that was waiting for her was 100% natural. She took it in her hands and moved them gently up and down.
“Kitten has all the breakfast she needs right here, Daddy,” she said. And then she slid her mouth down my cock.
I grabbed the arms of the chair, mainly so I didn’t take my hands and run them through her hair and begin to fuck her mouth. She’d like it, but Kitten… Kitty had a plan today, so I was content to see where she went with it.
She kept her eyes on me and she moved her mouth up and down my cock. Then, she glanced over at the food on the table. My crazy little girl expected me to eat breakfast while she was sucking my cock. I shook my head in disbelief and then grabbed a fork and knife, cut off a piece of omelette and put it in my mouth.
It was not bad and I smiled as I chewed. That was the right reaction because Kitten began to hum as she moved up and down my cock. I could also see her eyes begin to glaze over. She’d worked hard to keep her focus, but there’s only so long she could suck my cock before zoning out.
I kept eating as I watched her move her mouth up and down my cock, letting it pop out of her mouth so she could flick her tongue under the crown, which she knew I loved. But then she would fill her mouth with my cock and I could see her mind just go.
I loved watching this happen to her. I used to feel guilty that I got so much enjoyment out of watching her essentially become a mindless sex toy, but she told me I was silly.
“Daddy, I love sucking your cock and being a mindless little fucktoy. I feel safe when I do it. I know you won’t hurt me. It’s a safe space for me. So don’t be so silly and enjoy it,” she told me.
So I did.
I finished my omelette and toast and then sipped from my coffee. The noise made her look up at me, and I took a spare hand and scruffed her hair behind one of her ears. Her eyes lidded again and she purred.
“I have such a good little Kitten,” I said. “She’s sucking my cock like a dumb little fucktoy.”
She began moving up and down my cock a little faster, trying to take more and move it. She wasn’t 100% at being able to deep throat me at will, but since her breakthrough last month, she was getting a lot better. She also took one of her hands off my leg, reached around and placed it on the hand I had on her head. She placed pressure on it letting me know she wanted her head forced down.
Kitten had been sucking my cock for 15 minutes now and I could feel the pill coming in around the edges. I could feel my cock start to swell more, I was getting more flush and there was the beginning of a headache coming on. I was also feeling more aggressive. I know the pill had little to do with that, but I could feel the urge to dominate her coming on. I put down my coffee and put both hands on her head and began to push her down on my cock. She groaned, and I could feel drool beginning to come out of her mouth and as she worked harder and harder.
“Take all of your Daddy’s cock, you silly little Kitten. I’m going to paddle your ass if you don’t get all that cock in your throat,” I said, growling a little.
That seemed to do the trick. My cock slid an extra inch or two and I could feel it going into her throat. I kept my hands on the back of her head, and she looked up at me with wide eyes. But she wasn’t panicking… yet. I kept my hand on her head for a few seconds and then I let go. She pulled back, coughed and started gasping for air.
The Daddy in me wanted to kneel and make sure she was ok and apologize if I hurt her. The dom that she wanted right now had to look down at her and not make a move. Finally, she looked up at me and smiled.
“Kitten took all your cock, Daddy. She’s a good little girl.”
Jesus Christ.
“Yes, she is. Does she want more?”
She nodded her head.
“Can Daddy cum in his Kitten’s mouth now? She’s awfully hungry.”
Who was I to deny my little girl? I stood up and looked down at her. She looked a little uncertain about me standing like that, but I put both my hands on her head and moved it forward until her lips found my cock again. It quickly slipped past them and I could see her eyes dull again as she became submissive and mindless.
For all the sex we’ve had in the last nine months or so, I’ve rarely cum in her mouth. It wasn’t because she hated the taste. The couple of times I had, she really liked it. She simply preferred I cum in her pussy.
I began fucking her mouth, moving my cock back and forth as she frantically sucked on it. I could feel the building of an orgasm. My moving her head back and forth became more erratic.
“Close, Kitten,” I managed to gasp out.
Suddenly, she pushed forward, wrapped her arms around my waist, and I felt my cock back into her throat. That’s all it took.
“Jesus, Kitten!” I cried out and came. I could feel my cum pulse out of my cock. She swallowed it all like it was a favourite treat that had been denied to her for too long. She pulled back suddenly and I let her go and she collapsed back on the floor, gasping for breath. I flopped back on the chair with my head spinning. I’m always shocked at how intense it is when I cum from one of her blowjobs. I love fucking her, but I could get seriously addicted to her blowjobs.
Once I could focus again, I looked at her. She was still on the floor and had a glazed look, but was coming back out of it. Her face was flushed where she hadn’t been able to breathe.
“Are you ok, Kitten,” I asked.
“Uh-huh,” she managed. “Thank you for breakfast, Daddy. It was yummy.”
Kitten ungracefully made her way back on her feet. I moved to help her but she waved me away. She picked up the tray of dirty dishes.
“Kitten will clean up, Daddy. You sit here and enjoy the sun while she prepares our picnic lunch,” she said.
“Picnic?” I asked, and then thought, oh God, she’s pushing her luck with food today. At some point, I was going to end up in hospital.
“Uh-huh,” she said, wobbling dangerously on her heel as she headed inside. “Kitten thought it might be nice to have a picnic at the pool under the falls. That way she can show you her new bikini.”
My cock, which had never really softened after her blowjob, began to harden again.
“Give Kitten an hour to get ready, ok Daddy?”
***
Kitten and I had been to the lookout area of the falls many times this summer. It always made me feel good hearing the stream run and the water go down over the falls. I’d been told it slows down during the summer if there wasn’t much rain, but there had been a decent amount this summer, so it was still going strong.
But trying to access the pool was a whole other thing. It was mostly a 10-foot tall rock cliff on the sides. There was one small area where you could walk into the pool, but you had to go down a steep slope and cut through some dense trees to get there. We’d tried once and, while it was nice, it had been a hassle to get there. I could have hired someone to cut a proper path, but I didn’t want people to find out about it. I liked the privacy and didn’t fancy having strangers crawling over the spot during the summer.
Still, Kitten wanted a picnic next to the pool, so who was I to say no?
If nothing else the walk to the pool gave me quite the view. Kitten was swinging a picnic basket she’d acquired from somewhere. She had exchanged her cat ears for the wide-brimmed hat with mouse ears she wore to Disney. She was wearing some kind of water shoes and a long Hello Kitty shirt that dropped to mid-thigh and covered up whatever bikini she was wearing. She also kept her tail in. I was curious to see how that was going to work when she went swimming.