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Sucking Daddy’s Monster Cock: A Homoerotic Salinger Story

As I approached the darkened hallway of my neighbor’s house, I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. I had been eyeing my daddy from afar, and I thought I knew what he was capable of in the bedroom. He was a hardworking man of considerable stature, and I was excited at the prospect of exploring his form. Little did I know, the monster cock I was about to have the pleasure, or should I say pain, of getting to know was bigger and better than I could have ever imagined. This is the story of how I instantly went from sweet innocent virgin to an experienced submissive to the beast of a man that stood before me. I’m talking about sucking Daddy’s Monster Cock. Welcome to my Salinger tale.

Table of Contents

• 1. Relishing In Daddy’s Monster Cock
• 2. Becoming Addicted to Daddy’s Sexual Flair
• 3. Discovering the Pleasure of My Daddy’s Touch
• 4. Exploring the Beast Inside My Daddy’s Pants
• Key Takeaways

1. Relishing In Daddy’s Monster Cock

The anticipation was killing me.. Every time we had talked about it, the images were so vivid and would consume my thoughts until we met again. Anticipation rose like a fever that no medication could cure – only Daddy’s monster cock could. When I was with him, my heart raced as I anticipated his presence, my hands sweating as I unlocked the door to his home. I knew this time I would get to taste the forbidden fruit – and I was ready.

And it was everything I had hoped. Without a word, Daddy’s powerful frame filled the doorway. He was a beautiful mountain of masculinity that stood like an artful sculpture, inspiring my awe. Every muscle was perfectly sculpted, the V-shaped body framed by two solid globes of ass that beckoned me closer. He strode into the room, pushing me onto the bed with a lingering gaze.

The moment his warm lips captured mine, I was lost in the moment. His tongue explored and danced an erotic embrace of pleasure. His hands caressing my chest and shoulders, moving down my body until he cupped my ass tightly. I gasped as his long, thick cock pressed against my thighs – and then the sensation of it entering me was beyond my dreams.

I gasped again as the intimate heat filled me up, every thrust pushing me closer to that primal ecstasy I had been craving. His smooth, broad head moved easily inside me, teasing every inch of pleasure as my body continued to shudder in response.

I relished every stroke, every thrust, every gasp of pleasure as we moved together in perfect unison. His monster cock pushing and fulfilling me in ways I had never experienced before. His power and size filling me with pleasure that I will never forget.

2. Becoming Addicted to Daddy’s Sexual Flair

My lips touched his thick length that seemed to stretch forever and I was aroused to the depths of my soul. His skin was velveteen-smooth and I knew I wouldn’t be able to resist. I heard Daddy sigh and felt him quiver as his hips thrust toward me; hungering for my lips, tongue and magic mouth. His flavor was sweet and salty, and I indulged in his warm nectar. Through each maze-like swirl of my tongue, I licked and sucked and caressed his length with my lips as I tasted the delicious essence of his manhood.

The passion that stirred within me couldn’t be denied. I wanted to give Daddy pleasure like no one else ever had and almost lost myself in the bliss of being in his arms. His hips thrust harder with each passing moment and as I became even more aroused by his power, I could barely contain my own desires to be filled by him. His bulging cock was a cruel temptress that seemed determined to drive me insane with lust. As Daddy clenched my shoulders and thrust every inch of himself deep within my mouth my pleasure and pain intermingled. I was his and he was mine, and I knew he was becoming as addicted to my sexual flair as I was to his.

3. Discovering the Pleasure of My Daddy’s Touch

I spread my legs wide, inviting his touch, and immediately felt that familiar rush as his rough, callused hands traveled up my body, trembling fingers eliciting a powerful tingle until they reached my tight nipples- manipulating each one with pinpoint accuracy. I gasped as he pinched down on my delightful pink buds, pulling and squeezing them until I moaned and he seemed pleased with my transparent approval.

I could feel the heat of his power radiating off of every pore of his body. His old, handsome face was lined with experience and knowledge, wisdom and strength. His lips were full and inviting like the promise of heaven and his eyes were blue like the softeest summer sky. He coaxed me closer- his hot breath in my ear, sweetly telling me all of the naughty things he wanted to do to me. His tongue explored my neck and mapped out my erogenous zones as I shivered with pleasure, that massive, rock hard siloette in his pants. Then slowly, gently, he unbuckled his belt, revealing his monstrous, engorged cock in all of its glory. I licked my lips in anticipation as I leaned in and took him- all of him- in my mouth and sucked for all I was worth. That moment was electric and I knew as I looked up into his eyes and saw the wave of his pleasure, I would never forget it.

4. Exploring the Beast Inside My Daddy’s Pants

The heat between us grew until it boiled over as I kneeled in front of him. His rigid trousers scarcely contained the thickness within. He impatiently unzipped them and I gasped as his enormous manhood stood upright before me. Venomous and irresistible. Heavenly and terrifying all at once. Longer and thicker than I had ever imagined.

I clutched it gingerly, feeling its power in my grasp. I ran my tongue around its circumference tasting the bitter sweetness of his sweat. Congested veins pulsating beneath my fingertips. Peering up at him, his face contorted from pleasure and pain.
I moved my mouth cursorily over his member, unleashing its fierce pleasure. His breathing grew more and more laboured as I moved.

• Pleasure surging from my touch.
• My throat eagerly consuming his length.
• His growling moans more intense.

I felt like I could barely catch my breath as I ran my fingers over its colossal base. His thrusts becoming increasingly concrete and savage as he drove deep in my throat. His intense hunger satisfying my needs, proving we were born for each other.

Key Takeaways

The taste of Daddy’s cock lingered on my tongue as I savored the intense pleasure he provided. I couldn’t help but think of all that I had just experienced as I gazed upon his naked body. His thick monster cock shone with cum and sweat from our prolonged and passionate lovemaking. I can still remember the intense sensations of his hot hard cock vibrating within me as he released his orgasm. His giant dick filled me with satisfaction, while its size still continues to amaze me. As I lay there in his arms, I thanked Salinger for bringing our pleasure to life. With a kiss, I knew his monster cock would remain imprinted in my memory for years to come.