They rested heavy like golf balls at the base of his scrotum.
His scrotal sack, like his cock, was bigger than I figured.
I could see that it was too big to be held in my palm.
And that was no matter how far apart I spread my fingers.
I guess that Daddy could sense that I was frightened by my first vision of his pulsating lance. He sat up and began to stroke my temples lightly.
'It's okay,' he said.
'But it is so big,' I said. 'And I am so little!!!'
'You are a lot more elastic than you think,' he exclaimed.
'But won't it hurt when you stick it in me?' I asked.
'Yes it will, pumpkin,' Daddy said. 'I'm not going to lie.'
'It scares me when I think about it, Daddy,' I said.
I could feel a cold sweat, a fear sweat, forming under my arms.
'The pain will only last for a little while,' he said.
'And what happens when the pain goes away, Daddy?' I queried.
'Then begins a lifetime of womanly pleasure,' he replied.
'Oh Daddy! You always know the right thing to say,' I said.
'Are you going to give your Daddy's cock some kisses?'
'Uh huh. I want you to come in my mouth,' I exclaimed.
'That's a good idea,' Daddy said stroking my cheeks.
'How come, other than it will feel good?' I asked him.
'Because then I will be able to fuck longer when I get hard again.'
'Oh goodie, Daddy,' I said cheerfully, clapping my hands.
'You want your first fuck to last for hours, don't you, darling?'
'Forever. I know that it will be even better than when you licked me.'
'I hope you are tight, pumpkin. I hope you are right.'
There was a note of worry in Daddy's voice, I heard.
Daddy opened his legs and propped myself up on my elbows between his thighs so I could pleasure him with my mouth.
His thighs are very muscular. I think one of his thighs is bigger around than my waist. I swear.
I kissed my way to his balls and began to lick at the base of the sack. He began to gyrate his hips.
I pushed my fingers in between the carpet and the base of his balls delicately and lifted his nuts slowly.
I bobbed his swollen testicles up and down on my slightly bent fingers for a moment or two and he groaned.
I must have looked as if I were trying to determine the weight of his glands of masculinity as I fondled.
I lifted the scrotum far enough to get my tongue underneath it so I could lick at the hypersensitive patch of skin between his nuts and his asshole. I thought about rimming him, but I would have had to pry away all the hair with my tongue first. I licked at his scrotum with the flat part of my tongue until the entire thing was drenched with my drooling saliva. My saliva gland was still going berserk. It would have been an understatement to say that my mouth was watering with the taste of my Daddy's balls. My taste buds were actually tingling and felt as erect as either my nipples or my clit.
'Suck my balls,' Daddy said.
His voice was desperate.
Wanton.
Breathless.
He spit out the words like three watermelon seeds.
His hips moved in a fast circle as I parted my lips.
I concentrated on making my mouth cottony soft.
I knew how easily I could hurt those glands if I weren't careful.
The last thing I wanted to do was cause my Daddy pain.
I wrapped my curled lips around his right nut and began to suck. I could hear Daddy's breaths getting shorter and closer together. He was letting out a quick moan of pleasure with each of his rapid exhales. I sucked his balls for a long time and then placed the pointy tip of my tongue on the underside of his cock near the base. I began to flick back and forth very lightly and very quickly. I looked at the longest of the dilated blue veins that lined the craggy underside of his phallus and decided to use it, like a line on a road map, to determine my tongue's route. I began to move my head and shoulders and my flicking tongue got ever closer to the head of his rod. I paused at a fleshy patch just below the head of his cock because Daddy jerked when I first licked there and I could tell it was especially sensitive. You know the spot. Below where the head splits to make it look like a ripe plum. I ran the tip of my tongue right up that split until I was using the sides of my tongue to caress the swollen lips on either side of his opening and closing urethra. I worked my fingers in between the shaft of his cock and his hairy belly with my palm turned upward toward the ceiling of the livingroom. I bent my fingers slightly and formed a cradle for his shaft. I could see that my dainty fingers would have to strain to make it all the way around the shaft of his awesome spear — which will give you an idea of the kind of girth that log has!
I lifted his cock tip until it was pointing at twelve o'clock. I made an open fist around the base of his prick. I used my left hand to clutch as much of his full scrotal sack as I could with my fingers parted as far as I could get them. I playfully flicked my tongue tip across his piss hole and he began to bounce up and down on the tight cheeks of his ass as the muscles in his thighs tensed with the extent of his arousal. I could tell that I wasn't going to have to suck Daddy's cock for very long before he would serve me with a hot meal. He was very close to blowing his top. I wasn't afraid of swallowing his come at all. I figured that anything that came out of Daddy's log would have to be as sweet as honey. Besides, I had read that a man's come was almost one hundred percent protein, and was actually very good for a little girl to drink. The problem was going to be getting the huge head of his cock far enough inside my mouth to suck. It was going to be a tight fit. As you can see, my mouth is not very large. I knew that I was going to have to keep my lips curled over my teeth as I sucked so I wouldn't bite him by mistake and break the mood.
I concentrated on relaxing the muscles at the sides of my face and breathing exclusively through my nose.
I moved so that my head was directly above the tip of his cock.
I dropped my jaw.
My mouth fell open.
Gaping.
The skin at the corners of my mouth was pulled very tight.
My jaw felt like it was going to lock in the open position.
My nostrils flared wildly and I made snorting noises.
I plunged down with my head.
I took his cockhead.
The corners of my mouth were stretched even more.
I managed to wrap my lips around the ring of scar tissue at the base of his glans and I kept my tongue as busy as I could. I immediately began to suck hard, drawing in my cheeks and making wet sloppy sounds.
He moaned his loudest moan so far.
I realized that Daddy wasn't going to be satisfied with having just the head of his cock sucked by his daughter.
Oh no.
Daddy was used to the best.
He wanted me to offer my throat as well as my mouth. He wanted me to take all of his cock into my oral cavity.
I was compulsive.
I tried to relax the muscles in my gullet as much as I could.
I straightened my neck so the complete violation of my throat would be more comfortable for both of us.
I pushed down with my head.
