Daddy talks - Part D
You feel daddy’s finger inside of you, carving, searching. You look into his eyes and he looks into yours. Anxious and vulnerable you are doing the only thing you can do, the only thing you are allowed to do, sucking your pacifier. You are filled from both ends, your mouth is occupied as your hole. But daddy’s eyes, his look, fills you up as well. Daddy looks at you and you know he got you, he is taking care of you. You got lost in his eyes when he got a second finger inside, another moan through your pacifier.
“Now baby, daddy is going to do something really special, you may or may not experience it yet, but it’s going to be really intimate, our special moment, a daddy-son moment, are you ready?” He asked.
You nodded, filled. In some kind of a motion, daddy twisted his fingers inside of you, and hit a spot that sends a wave of pleasure all through your body. It makes you arch your back.
“Yes boy, yes. You like it I can see” he says.
He got his fingers out of your hole, then in, for a few times. In the third insert, again, he hits that spot. Another wave of pleasure pulses through you.
“Daddy!” you bubble through your pacifier.
Again, in out, in out, in out, pleasure.
“Yes boy? Awwww is my boy leaking clear precum from his soft small peepee? Unlike white thick steaming cum from hard cocks like real men” he says as he looks into your eyes, deadly serious, believing every word he says.
For a brief moment you drift from his gaze and to your penis. You never saw your penis dripping like that, soft, small, and leaking like a faucet. It was the opposite of masculinity. You are on another’s man lap, in a babyish position, sucking on a pacifier, he talks to you like a baby, penetrating your anus with his fingers, which makes your small soft peepee drip clear precum all over your stomach. Understanding how you are so not masculine right now, something snapped in you. You begin to make baby voices on daddy’s lap. Whining and cooing.
“Is my boy starting to understand who he is now? Just a daddy’s baby?” he asked without any facial expression, just his penetrating eyes, as his fingers, as the pacifier.
“Ah ha da da” as another wave of pleasure hits. you say with a baby’s voice.















