Date: Sun, 12 Aug 2018 06:48:33 -0400
From: biglittleboy33@aol.com
Subject: The Change in My Life Part 4

THE CHANGE IN MY LIFE PART 4

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place are the imagination of the author and not any event in real life.  It
is between a man and an underage young man.  If this offends you do not
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I woke up about an hour later.  I was still smiling, wrapped up in Johnny's
arms.  I lay there with my eyes closed and a shit-eating grin on my face.
Life felt perfect right now and I didn't want to ruin the moment, but I had
to use the bathroom.  I quietly slipped out of bed and stared down at
Johnny for a minute, as he rolled over on his back, with that big cock
staring at me.  His was much better than my dick, he was a man.  I smiled
and slipped in the bathroom quietly, not wanting to wake my man.

When I got in the bathroom I headed over to the toilet and relieved myself.
It seemed to last forever as I let it go.  I was probably the happiest
person in the world at that moment.  When I finished I flushed the toilet
and went over to the sink, put my hands on both sides of it and stared in
the mirror.  I could not get that smile off of my face.  He had called me
using the phrase "MY bottom" but I still wasn't sure.  This whole thing had
me confused.  I wondered if this is what love felt like.  I couldn't be in
love, after all I had just met the man.  I barely knew him, but he had such
a profound feeling on me. The problem was I felt stronger emotions about
him than I have ever felt about anyone.  I was ready to do anything to
please him, whatever he wanted from me.  My body and mind were his and as
much as I didn't want to be, I knew I could spend the rest of my life just
like this.  I looked down at the sink, turned the water on, and washed my
face.  All of the sudden he surprised me and I was wrapped back in his
arms.  He leaned over me and whispered in my ear "how are you feeling
Handsome?"

I leaned back into his arms and hugged them tight to my body.  I am usually
afraid of emotional situations but something came over me and I thought I
would take a chance.  "Never felt better in my life.  How is my man doing?"

I wasn't sure how he was going to react to being called mine.  That was a
big step to take and I almost regretted in as soon as it came out of my
mouth.  What if he thought I was just some lovesick kid who just had sex
for the first time and became totally infatuated? Rod Stewart began running
through my head.  It was true but I wanted to play it cool.  I had heard
guys talking about girls calling it `dick leashed'.  I know I was.  The
tighter squeeze around my body let me know it was ok.  He kissed me on the
neck and pulled away and turned on the shower.  When he turned back he held
his hand out.  "C'mon lets clean ourselves off for round two".  He climbed
over the edge of the tub and into the shower.

I obediently climbed in after him on the other side of the water, watching
it all come down on him.  I reached over and put my arms around his neck
while he put his arms around my waist and pulled me in and started kissing
me.  Things were getting very sensual as we began making out again with
water falling all over our bodies.  He turned me around and started letting
water go down my back.  An opaque window was at that end of the shower.  I
couldn't see out but I didn't care if anyone saw me.  I was too happy to
care who knew.  On the window sill were three bottles of liquid soap, all
different flavors.  He wanted me to pick the one flavor I wanted to taste
like.  I reached for the vanilla and passed it over my shoulder.  He
squirted some on my back and started rubbing it in.  I closed my eyes and
got into the moment.  He put some more on my back and rubbed down further,
reaching down to my hole and reaching around to lather up my still hard
dick.  I was really getting into it now.  With some more on his fingers, he
stuck them right up my asshole, cleaning the inside of me.  I was bent
forward leaning against the window sill riding his fingers, moaning so much
he knew I was getting into it.  He went at it for a few minutes, cleaning
me out good.  He then took his fingers out of me and started washing me
off.  I had no words for what he was doing to me, just I knew I wanted this
man badly.

He turned off the water and opened the shower curtain.  He had two towels
all ready and started drying me off with one.  I took it and wrapped it
around me.  I looked like a girl with it wrapped around my chest and
covering my body.  I walked back into the bedroom backwards, motioning him
with one finger towards me as seductively as I could.  When I reached the
bed I dropped my towel to the floor and opened my arms.  He came towards me
and laid me back on the bed and climbed on top of me.  We began furiously
kissing, our tongues wrapped in each other mouths like they were attached
to each other.  I could feel his weight on top of me as I opened my legs
for him.  The more we kissed the harder he got.  After the first time
cumming with him rimming me I had stayed hard, so hard it started to
actually hurt.  He had brought out the animal in me.

He had kept kissing me while he got some more Vaseline out and began
fingering my hole some more.  I didn't need too much loosening but since I
was still fairly new at this I figured I should have more.  He stopped
lubing and got up on his knees, lifting my legs up to his shoulders.  I
wanted him to keep kissing me so I grabbed around his neck as far as my fat
stomach would let me.  He smiled and eased it into me slowly.  This feeling
felt better than the other day.  I let out a loud moan as I could feel
every inch sliding into me.  It reached a really tight spot and he pushed
his way through, burying all seven inches inside me.  He looked me in the
eyes and smiled, starting pumping away, at first slowly and started
building up speed.  I leaned back and moaned louder and louder with each
thrust into me.  I started watching my legs on his shoulders, flailing
along with each pump he gave.  I was moaning like a whore when he leaned
into me and started breathing and kissing my ear.  I took this chance to
wrap my legs around him and his pumping slowed.  I kissed him then looked
him in the eye.  He was pumping me staring back at me, locking us in a
passionate trance.  I was still moaning as loud as I could when he pulled
out of me and motioned me to turn over.

I rolled over on my stomach and started to get on my knees.  A new Johnny
got on top of me.  He began to take charge of me.  He pushed me down on my
stomach so I was laying down on the bed flat and entered me from behind
again.  He held me down and started pumping harder.  It was no longer
making love, now we were fucking and it felt great.  He was going a mile a
minute, making my ass into his little toy he was beating up on.  He started
saying loudly in my ear "Who's your Daddy, BOY!"  I couldn't stop moaning
as he kept saying that over and over.  I was no longer his lover, now with
him on top of me I was now his bitch, being treated like the cheap slut I
was.  And I loved every minute of it.

With each thrust deep into me I became more of his whore.  I began talking
back, telling him how big his cock was and moaning loudly "Fuck me Daddy!
Give me that big cock harder.  HARDER!"  I was in a trance, loving every
inch of his cock as he slammed it in and out of me.  I kept moaning louder
than a porn star.  Every thrust was getting me off more and more.  He
leaned back onto his knees and smacked me in the ass.  I pushed myself up
on to my knees to make my ass easier for him to reach.  He kept smacking me
faster than he was thrusting.  He stopped smacking long enough to grab my
hair and pull my head towards him.  With the other hand he went back to
wailing on my ass, telling me what a slut I was and calling me all kinds of
other filthy names.  I kept moaning and thinking Judy was right, he was
just using me for sex and I was loving every single second of it.  All of
the sudden I felt him grab my hair and push me off his cock and threw my
legs around so I was facing him and climbed on my chest.  I was staring at
his monster cock while he began stroking it furiously.  He kept jerking off
quickly, still in the moment until he came all over my face.

I opened my mouth trying to get it in there, but I couldn't keep up with
his spurts.  I really was his whore, willing to do whatever he wanted,
including painting my face and hair with his load.  I was enjoying every
minute of this.  Three days ago I was just a big virgin, not knowing
anything.  Now I had given a man a blowjob and he is now cumming all over
my face, and I was feeling like the biggest slut on the planet and loving
every single thing that was happening.  What a difference a few days make.

He finally finished painting my face and I reached for the towel I had
dropped on the floor.  He motioned for me to stop and flipped me sideways
and got behind me so we could spoon some more.  He put his arms around me
and held me tight.  I wanted to clean up, my face felt like it was starting
to stick together as the cum started to harden.  "Keep it like that.  I
like that look on your face".  I smiled and snuggled back into his arms.
He wanted that, he got that.  Whatever my man wants from me.  We fell back
to sleep like that, both of us with big grins on our faces.  We both got
what we wanted.



I awoke about an hour later.  It was only five o'clock but I was thinking I
had to go soon.  I got up and he started to stir.  "You alright sexy?
Where are you going?"

I laid back down in his arms, looking him in the face this time.  I got
close to his face and gave him a quick kiss.  I had been rubbing my face so
there was only a little cum on me. "I need to clean up.  I have to go soon.
Can we do it again sometime?"

"Whenever you want.  You seemed to really like it. I am sorry I got a
little wild there at the end but you really drove me wild, especially with
all of your moaning.  I probably pushed you a little hard but you were
getting into it.  The spanking may have been a little tough but you didn't
seem to mind.  Your big smile told me you were really into me".

I smiled more than I had been.  "I am.  I loved the spanking it made me
feel like a bad boy being punished by my Daddy.  You have brought out
feelings in me I have never felt before about anyone.  This is the best day
of my life".  I rolled into his chest and said something came out of my
mouth and surprised even myself when I said it.

"Johnny don't freak out". I paused for a few seconds and decided to put all
my cards on the table.  He had brought things out in me I have never
imagined in my life and I couldn't help myself.  He was my Daddy and I
wanted him to know how I felt.

"I love you".



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