Date: Thu, 11 Oct 2012 10:54:59 +0100 (BST) From: penny cox Subject: Someone to Talk To Part 2 I walked up to Daddy. He was smiling at me and patting the bench beside him. "Hello Peter" he said as I sat down. "Looking forward to a nice day at school"? I shook my head. "Why not" Daddy asked. "I can't wait till next week " I said "When the summer holidays begin" " Don't waste this week then Peter" said Daddy "Try something new in the toilets, with one of your friends" I looked up and received a kiss. "When you're about to slip your hand down inside their pants, kneel down in front of them, slowly pull the pants down. Take hold of their cock, lean forward and kiss it, right on the tip. Do it several times, lick it and kiss it as you wank them off. It's nice Peter, try it for me" I nodded, and looked down. Today he had jog bottoms on. I eased my finger down under the waistband and pulled. There it was, all smooth and waiting for me, no underpants. I slipped my hand inside and let the waistband ping back. As I toyed with his cock, he said "Try kissing cocks this week Peter, and let me know how it feels? HHmm that feels nice........ What will you do during the long summer break"? he whispered. "Mum leaves for work at 7.30, so by 8.00 I'll have had a shower and be in her bedroom, looking through her clothes. I'm about her size now, so I'll put on a bra and panties, suspender belt and stockings. More panties to pad the bra cups out, then a blouse and skirt. Low sling back shoes, some make up and then look in her jewelry box for a necklace, bracelets and rings. Then I'll spend the day as a lady, having a wank every now and then and dreaming of boys". "That sounds lovely Peter" he whispered "But wouldn't it be nice to have a boy visit you? You could try some cock-kissing" I rested my head on Daddys shoulder, eyes closed, thinking of putting my lips over the end of a boys' cock. My fingers were getting Daddy excited. I could feel him getting stiffer inside his jog pants. "Oh Daddy, that does sound nice". "What does Peter" he asked. "Putting my lips over the end of a boys' cock and kissing it. HHHmmmm, especially if I'm wanking him at the same time". "It's lovely Peter. You'll like it and the boy will love it. He'll love you for it Peter. And you could let the tip of his cock slip into your mouth if you like. That's really nice" I used my spare hand to pull the waistband of Daddys jog pants out. Oh, there it was, all nice and stiff, with my fingers wrapped around it, wanking it slowly. "Oh Daddy" I sighed "Your cock is so lovely". I slid off the bench seat, and walked on my knees until I was in between Daddys knees, my hand still wanking him. "What are you doing Peter"? Daddy asked as my spare hand tugged hard at his waistband. After a few seconds Daddy lifted his bottom, and the jog pants slid down to his thighs. "Oh Daddy" I sighed, as I saw his stiff cock close up, but this time from below, showing me his lovely smooth, hairless balls. I craddled them gently with my spare hand and continued to wank with the other. Clear juice was completely covering his helmet, making it glisten in the morning light. "Oh Peter" he moaned "You do what you like, I'll keep a look out". I leant forward and wiped my tongue right across his damp helmet, then lifted my head and tasted him. "Daddy, you taste nice" I said before lowering my head again for another lick, and another. Then I pursed my lips and put them right over the eye of his cock and kissed it. It made a loud kissing sound, so I did it again, licking the eye as I kissed. "Oh darling Peter" Daddy whispered "Put your lips right over Daddys helmet....please... Daddy wants you to". I obeyed my Daddy and slowly lowered my head a little more. His helmet forced my mouth open wide, very wide, but suddenly my lips were gripping him just below the helmet. I could feel the ridge. "Oh Peter, that's so nice. This is one of the ways a boy makes love to his Daddy. Is it nice having Daddys cock in your mouth"? I looked up at him. He was smiling. I nodded. "Now Peter, stop using your hand to wank me. Grip me with your lips and bob your head up and down. Wank me off using your lips. Try it Peter" I obeyed lowering my head a little, taking an inch of shaft into my mouth, then raising it till I felt the ridge under his helmet. I repeated this a few times, then lowered my head a little more, taking more of Daddy into my mouth. HHHHmmmmm it felt so good. I'd gotused to the feeling of that large helmet in my mouth. The taste, the aroma of cock, the feeling using my lips to wank instead of my fingers. It was all so beautiful. I looked up. His eyes were closed. I wondered who was keeping watch, but I didn't really care. I just kept on bobbing my head, knowing that I was making Daddy happy, and I was happy. Those lovely smooth balls were still in my hand, feeling so soft and fragile. Suddenly Daddy blurts out "Peter, lift your head quickly. I didn't want to, but obeyed, lifting my lips off his cock, but keeping my face only a few inches away. I watched as Daddy wrapped his own fingers around his cock and started a furious wanking movement. "Oh darling Peter, you've made Daddy CUM"..............Suddenly a powerful spurt of cum shot from Daddys cock and splattered over my face, then another, and another. "Oh Daddy" I shouted out. I'd never seen a man cum before. Another spurt landed on my cheek. So much cum I thought, and I made it happen. Then I watched as a constant ouze of cum started to flow from his eye. Even more cum. He was still wanking himself, sighing and moaning. "Oh Peter, Daddy loves you so much" I reached out and wiped the cum from his helmet, as he stopped wanking. "Do you love Daddy"? I looked up and nodded, then leant forward and slid my lips over Daddys helmet. There was a new taste, it must be cum, Daddys cum. I lifted my head and watched as I gave his cock a few wanking movements. Two little beads of cum appeared. "Look Daddy" I said excitedly, and lowered my head again, poking out my tongue and licking the beads off Daddys helment. HHHHmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.......nice I thought, and lowered my lips right over the helmet again. Daddy took a tissue out of his pocket and started to wipe his cum off my face. "Was that nice Peter"? I nodded. "Good, because that is what you need to practice on your friends in the toilets this week, ok"? I nodded, and got up and sat on the bench again. Daddy pulled his jog bottoms up, then slipped his arm around me, and pulled me to him. His spare hand lifted the waistband of my shorts, and he looked down at my school-boy erection. "Your turn to keep watch Peter" he whispered, as he slid off the bench and knelt between my legs.. I lifted my bottom, knowing that my shorts were about to be pulled down. They were, and Daddy leant forward and took my cock in his mouth. He began to bob his head, taking more and more of my cock into his mouth. It felt gorgeous. Then a hand reached under for my balls, but went further under. I felt a finger searching between my cheeks, then OOOOOhhhhhhhhhhhh, it touched my boy-hole. It was so heavenly, hjs mouth around my cock and his finger teasing my bottom. But it stopped teasing and started to push. I felt Daddys fingertip slip up into my bottom, then he straightened his finger and slipped lots more into me. Seconds later I'm shouting "I'm coming Daddy", but he doesn't move. As I feel the finger moving inside me, I start to spurt my school-boy cum into Daddys mouth. "Oh Daddy, Daddy, I love you to" I am blurting out. Daddy stays there till my cock begins to shrink, then lifts his head. "Was that nice Peter"? he asks. I nod. "Now you know how you school friends will feel in the toilets, when you're kneeling in front of them with their cock in your mouth" "I'll try it today daddy, and let you know tomorrow" End of Part 2