Sunday, May 04, 2008

Daddy

From here on in, I will most likely refer to Master as Daddy. It is what we are most comfortable with, and therefore it is what I am most comfortable typing. I have called Him Daddy for a long time now, but was unsure of how you, the readers, would interpret it (as opposed to Master). I have decided that from now on when I write and I am talking about Him, I will most likely refer to Him as Daddy.

For awhile now Daddy and I had been talking about the fact that I had never given Him a hand job. It's not something that I deliberately avoided, but I guess it just never happened. The other day that changed.

I was sitting on the floor, being Daddy's good little girl watching Him jerk His hard cock, when He gently said "Take the ring off your right hand." I knew in that instant that Daddy was about to receive His first hand job from me. If I didn't smile on the outside, I was jumping for joy on the inside. I've always been intrigued with the male anatomy...mainly stemming I guess from female curiousity. Curiousity of that which is different. Anyway, I'm getting off track here.

I lubed up my hand and held his cock. How hot it felt in my hand, how incredibly hard it felt. Just delicious! I started stroking Him, enjoying the new feeling of jerking a hard cock, of jerking Daddy's hard cock. It was so strange and wonderful. I'd watched Him so many times, and now I was doing it myself. I loved it. I absolutely loved every second of it. I sped up and slowed down when I thought it was necessary and varied the tightness of my grip. All the while alternating between stroking his shaft and paying particular attention to the head. I couldn't help but wonder how fun it would be to jerk Him off and suck and lick on His balls at the same time. My thoughts were soon interrupted with a breathly command "Faster". His good little girl did as she was told. She had Daddy cumming in no time.

I loved jerking Daddy off. I loved feeling His cock in my hand, knowing I was helping. I've been spoilt...I've been shown how enjoyable it is to stroke a man until He cums, and I've become hooked. I can't wait to do it again! I want to hold Him in my hand, stroking Him, teasing Him....making Him cum. I love making Daddy cum :-D

6 comments:

  1. I respect your choice to go with what comes naturally! I don't think any of your readers would react negatively and if they did then they don't have to read, right?

    DF and I tried the term Daddy for a while and it just wasn't a good fit for us. But whatever works for you two. :)

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  2. Naughty,

    Thanks for your comment. I know that people in the D/s lifestyle are more open when it comes to these sorts of things, but I still wasn't sure how it would be taken. And I totally agree with you...if the readers didn't like it, then they don't have to keep coming back.

    Daddy definitely feels best. It's more comfortable to call Him Daddy, as opposed to Master or Sir etc. Each to their own I guess. We're happy with it, and that's the main thing.

    Lucy

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  3. First post I've read of your blog, and damn I'm hooked. Call him whatever you want, just keep writing these hot stories.

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  4. D,

    Thanks so much for your comment. I'm glad you are liking my stories. Don't worry, I will continue to write more. Keep coming back...I love new readers.

    Lucy

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  5. Hi Lucy,
    When I first started my blog I referred to "R" as Master. I quickly realized that it was easier for me to refer to him as "R" and so took that interpretation. I don't actually think I had ever called him Master to his face. I call him "Sir" often during play or punishment. You should always go with what comes natural. Great post by the way. Loved reading it..
    Smiles,
    Rose

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  6. Rose,

    Thanks for your comment. For awhile now when I updated, I had been typing Master and it just didn't feel right. I always call Him Daddy, so I figured it was time to do the same here. (even though I was a bit reluctant). Glad you enjoyed reading it Rose.

    Catchya
    Lucy

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