Page 19 of Saving Little Jenna
I blushed since I still hadn't gotten used to Daddy calling me cute. My heart raced in my chest. I tried not to make a big deal out of it but my first time touching a cock would forever be etched into my memory.
Daddy took a few steps back before sitting on the floor, his back against the brightly lit bathroom wall. He had his muscular legs spread out, making the erection in between all the more enticing. His body was so thick with muscle, it almost felt vulgar watching it naked. I got down on my knees and stared at his dick in fascination before wrapping my fingers around it. It was so thick I could barely touch my fingers around it.
When I jerked the shaft back and forth, I felt it twitch in my hands. I looked up at Daddy and saw his chest heave up and down. He was just as aroused as me. I moved my free hand over his balls, watching in fascination as they shifted in my hands.
"Am I being a good girl, Daddy?" I asked as I continued to jerk him off, looking up at him with big innocent eyes.
"The best, darling," he managed to say between moans. "But if you keep looking at me like that and call me Daddy, I won't be able to last long."
"No, Daddy!" I shook my head frantically. "I've barely begun playing with it. It's my favorite toy now. I want to play with it all the time."
He let out another loud moan and gently squeezed the tip of his cock, causing it to stop twitching so wildly. How cool was that trick! Touching the tip seemed to make him calm down. Maybe if I touched it with my lips, it'll calm down even more so I could play with it for hours.
"I want you to feel good, Daddy." Looking up into his eyes, I slowly moved my lips toward his cock. "You take care of me so well and you make me feel so safe. You're the best Daddy in the whole world."
Daddy's eyes widened when I licked the tip of his cock and put the head in my mouth. I sucked on it like I had sucked on my thumb minutes ago. It felt so good in my mouth but it didn't seem to calm Daddy down. If anything, he looked agitated as he threw his head back and closed his eyes before turning into a moaning mess.
Jerking him off with one hand, I worked my tongue along the length of his shaft.
I pulled it out of my mouth to see he still had his eyes closed. "Your cock is so big it's stretching my lips. And look, Daddy! No hands!"
When he opened his eyes, I took my hand off his privates and pushed my mouth down on his cock, going halfway down the length with much difficulty and then pulling it out.
Daddy gaped at me in surprise before shivering and shaking his body wildly, once again turning into a moaning mess. "Fuck, baby girl! You're going to drive your Daddy crazy at this rate. I'm going to cum!"
I instinctively knew what I had to do. I couldn't let a drop of Daddy's valuable cum go to waste. I wrapped my lips around the head of his fat cock and began jerking him off with both hands. He involuntarily pushed his hips up and down, shoving his cock in my mouth with each thrust. Soon I felt his warm seed shoot up in my mouth with full force, most of which leaked out of my mouth and down his shaft.
I continued jerking him off until his cock shriveled in my mouth. Breathing heavily, Daddy stood up and swiftly returned with tissues before cleaning us off. I was glad a part of him was still inside me. It was physical proof of how much he liked me. Daddy had taken my oral virginity and there was no one I'd have rather lost it to.
"That was something," he said with a smile.
My crotch still hurt from arousal. I wanted Daddy to kiss it and make it all better, but shyness returned as I found myself blushing profusely. The reality of what I had done for the first time was beginning to settle in. Arousal was a strange thing. It gave you courage and briefly got rid of your shyness.
"Did I make you feel good, Daddy?" I asked in a singsong voice. "You deserve to feel good since you're the best Daddy in the whole world."
"Yes, my sweet girl," he said, giving me a quick peck on the lips and wrapping an arm around me. "But wasn't this supposed to be about you wanting to play with your favorite toy for the first time?"
I nodded. "I guess it was both. I'm glad I was the reason you felt good down there. I wish I could make you feel good every day, or maybe even every hour. You deserve it for being so good to me."
"Every hour?" Daddy's eyes widened and his soft dick twitched briefly before he burst out into laughter, indicating he wasn't opposed to the idea. "You're going to suck your Daddy's balls dry, aren't you? But as your Daddy, I aim to please. So feel free to let me know whenever you wish to play with it, whether at home or in public. I'll just whip it out and let you go to town. I'd rather have my balls drained dry than say no to my baby girl."
The mere thought of Daddy whipping it out in public caused me to break into a fit of laughter. "You're so silly, Daddy! I won't ask to play with it in public, or at least not when many people are around."
Daddy's dick throbbed wildly but his eyes widened in horror. So he’d been joking about the public part, but his twitching cock told me he found the idea arousing.
Still sporting a semi, Daddy led me into his bedroom. As he opened his closet and got dressed, I quickly glanced at his big muscular ass. I wasn't sure if women were supposed to have a thing for ass, but I sure fantasized about holding onto it as Daddy made sweet love to me.
He laid two sets of clothes before me and they both looked like costumes. "I know it's hard for you to make decisions, so there's no pressure, sweetheart. If you want Daddy to make the decision for you, just let me know."
He stepped back and waited patiently as I shifted my gaze between the costumes. One was a puppy costume and the other was a bear.
"The decision's easy, Daddy," I said, picking up the puppy costume and hugging it. "I love dogs. They're so cute and innocent."
Daddy tapped my nose with a finger. "Just like my baby girl."
Sitting down on the floor before me, he tapped my knees one after another, helping me into the costume.
Daddy was caring and it was all that mattered. It was emotional watching him help me dress, but I held my emotions in and tried to stay calm. I had cried far too many times before him, but no one had ever cared about me before, not a single soul. I wanted simple things out of life, things everyone took for granted but I was sure I'd never get. But now that I had them, it was overwhelming.
