Family Ties

rubbed her stocking-clad thigh in encouragement. The touch seemed to snap her out of her trance.

“You have a beautiful penis,” she said.

“Thanks. He likes you too.”

“Mmm.”

“Is that the third surprise?”

“Sort of,” she said distractedly.

“Is the word ‘handjob’?”

She rolled her eyes. “No.”

“Another kind of ‘-job’?”

“I know what you’re trying to get me to say, and it won’t work.”

I arched an eyebrow.

“Proper young ladies do not use the word ‘blowjob,’” she said. Then she laughed. “Except when we do.”

We shared a grin.

“No, I have a better word,” she said after a moment.

“Oh?”

“Mmm hmm. It feels very good in my mouth. I think about it all the time, especially with you. I used your big dictionary to look it up, so I’d know exactly what it means.”

“Which is…?”

“Fellatio,” she said with a sly grin, “oral stimulation of a man’s penis.

From the Latin fellare, to suck. As in: I would like to fellate your penis.” She leaned forward to kiss me and sighed as I pulled her close. Then she sat back, and her eyes danced with eagerness. “That’s how a proper young lady would say it, at least.”

“And how would you say it?”

“The way you want me to, the naughty way.” She looked into my eyes. “I want to suck your cock. Very much. Right away. Chop-chop, please and thank you.”

I laughed. “I thought you’d never ask.”

She moaned softly in anticipation as I guided her head toward my lap. I thought she’d start sucking immediately, but she kissed my glans instead.

Then she teased it with her open lips. She kissed the shaft next, and I felt her hot breath on my sensitive skin. She stroked gently and aimed my cock at her mouth.

I held my breath in anticipation, but she flicked her tongue and circled the

crown. She gave it another open-mouthed kiss before she switched hands and planted a line of kisses down the sensitive underside. Then she licked my balls and moaned softly as she sucked one into her mouth.

I felt the pressure building and thought I might explode if she didn’t start sucking soon. Still, she took her time and teased my balls before she moved back up the shaft. She circled the tip again and stroked me. She was having fun, but I felt a tingling sense of urgency. She must have sensed it, because she finally wrapped her lips around the head of my cock.

That was all it took. She’d primed me to the point where I had a hair trigger, and I groaned as a geyser of semen erupted from my shaft. She moaned in surprise but stroked me and swallowed as I filled her mouth with salty liquid.

“Oh my gosh,” she panted when the spurts finally stopped. “That was a lot.”

I started to tell her to keep sucking, but she was one step ahead of me.

She took a breath and plunged her lips over my shaft. Her mouth was warm and soft, and I groaned at the sensation as her tongue caressed me. She pulled back and rubbed her lips over the head before she opened them and took me into her mouth again.

I rested a hand on her head as she bobbed a couple of times. Then she pulled off and swirled her tongue around my crown. She sucked it gently before she took me deep again. Her lips hugged my shaft as she pulled back.

She spent the next fifteen minutes sucking, kissing, licking, teasing, and stroking every inch of my manhood. She moaned with pleasure whenever she took me deep, or she sighed as she kissed and licked my saliva-coated shaft.

She didn’t give me a blowjob as much as she worshiped my cock, and she clearly enjoyed every minute of it.

I didn’t want it to end, and neither did she, but I finally reached the point where I couldn’t hold back any longer. Christy sensed it too, and she began bobbing and stroking me at the same time. My cock looked enormous in her small hand and with her mouth stretched around it.

I looked away and tried to hold back, but her lips and tongue and hands caressed me and drove me higher. I finally tensed as a volcano of pleasure erupted from deep in my balls. A molten wave of ecstasy flowed outward from my cock, and I had to close my eyes as the sensations overwhelmed me.

I don’t know how long I lay there afterward, but my breathing had almost returned to normal by the time I mustered the energy to open my eyes and

look down. Christy lay on her side with her head in my lap. She was playing with my flaccid penis, kissing and stroking it gently. She felt my gaze and looked up.

“Three, please,” she said.

“Oh my God, I’ve created a monster.”

“I’m too little to be a monster,” she pouted.

“Too cute, too. But I can’t get it up again. Not until I rest a while.”

“I know,” she said. “I was just hoping…”

“Aren’t you ready for a break?” I laughed.

She grinned and shook her head. “More fellatio. Now, please!”

“How ’bout some food instead. I just realized we skipped dinner.”

“We had better things to do,” she said. “Besides, I don’t need food when I have you.”

My eyebrows rose.

“Mmm hmm. My tummy is full of semen. Two loads. Very yummy, too.”

I laughed.

“Mmm. You can feed me like that all day. All night, too!”

“I have created a monster.”

“A penis monster,” she teased. “Rawr!”