Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 45048 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45048 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
“Daddy?”
“Yes, Little pet?”
“May I touch you?” I ask softly.
He hesitates, and I think he’s going to turn me down, but finally he licks his lips. “You want to see my cock, don’t you, naughty girl?”
“Yes, Daddy,” I admit.
“I will show you on one condition.”
“Anything.”
“You will clasp your hands behind your back. You may inch forward and explore my shaft, but you’ll do so with your lips and tongue. Nothing else. When I tell you to stop, you will obey me immediately.”
“Yes, Daddy.” I’m so excited that I move my hands into the required position and scoot closer to him when he parts his knees.
I watch with rapt excitement as he opens his pants and removes his erection. I stop breathing when he presents it to me. It’s so huge. It looks smooth and hard at the same time.
Daddy strokes his hand up and down the shaft. “Does it look the same as a human cock?”
“I don’t know,” I admit. “I think there were pictures in books on the space station, but we were never permitted to look at them.” Daddy’s shaft is surely bigger than any human’s. The end has a slit in it, and a white substance is leaking out. That would be the semen that would impregnate a human woman.
“It’s strange to me that you don’t have sex with the women on your planet,” I say.
Daddy shrugs. “We simply don’t have a strong enough emotional attraction to make it necessary. That’s probably why our women evolved until they were able to procreate on their own. We don’t even interact often with the females on Venkoria. We are separated from them at birth. The girls are raised to become future incubators. The boys are raised to learn a trade and join the workforce.”
“But don’t you need to…uh…”
He chuckles. “Empty our cocks? Yes. Remember, I told you we masturbate. We do so regularly with our hands.”
“You’ll put it inside me one day soon, though, and empty your semen into me.”
“Yes, Little pet. It would seem unavoidable based on how badly I want exactly that to happen. It’s an odd feeling I’m still processing. I’ve never experienced such desire before.”
The idea that I’m the first person in his ninety years who he feels attracted to and wants to have sex with makes me feel warm and special. I have a concern, though. “Do you think I could get pregnant?”
His breath hitches. “I don’t know. That seems unlikely. I guess we’ll have to ask the doctor to look into it. It seems like it would be very dangerous. You are far too small to carry my young.”
I nod in agreement. The idea scares me. “It’s very large,” I whisper.
He strokes it again. “Yes. Like I said, I will stretch you with my tongue until I’m confident you are ready to take me without causing pain.”
“Have you done that with your tongue before?” I ask. “I mean, how did you know to do it?”
He nods. “I have. It’s been a long time. It’s instinctive, apparently. I wanted to slide my tongue inside you more than anything. I still do. I probably always will. I can’t get it out of my mind.”
Goosebumps rise on my skin at his admission. “But… I don’t understand the relationships you have with your own women.” It’s too confusing to me.
“It’s hard to explain, Little pet. Let’s see… Do you have foods that taste fine to you? Foods that aren’t exciting, but you eat them for sustenance. You need them to survive.”
“Yes…”
“Name one.”
“Uhhh… Potatoes.”
“Perfect. Potatoes. Whatever those are,” he teases. “They don’t bring you any particular joy. You just eat them. Sex for us is kind of like that. We might feel the urge to get a physical release, so we do it, sometimes with a woman, but we don’t crave that woman all the time. Perhaps we only have sex with her once. She’s just a potato.”
I stare at him. “That’s kind of sad.”
He strokes my cheek. “It was, until I met you. Now suddenly sex is not potatoes. It’s my favorite food on Venkoria.”
I think it’s my favorite food, too, and I haven’t eaten any food on this planet yet. I don’t even think I can fully understand the analogy because we didn’t really have delicious foods on the space station. We mostly ate only to survive.
I lower my gaze to the enormous erection he’s still fisting. “I want to taste you, Daddy.” The need to lick his shaft and take it into my mouth is instinctive. I’ve never heard of such a thing. I’ve never thought about anything like this in my life. But now it’s a desire so strong, it can’t be denied.
Daddy cups the back of my head and guides me toward his shaft. He holds it with his other hand while I open my mouth. Every inhale draws his essence into me. It’s heady. I want more. I need it like I need air.