Family Ties

She didn’t give me a blowjob as much as she worshiped my cock, and she clearly enjoyed every minute of it.

I didn’t want it to end, and neither did she, but I finally reached the point where I couldn’t hold back any longer. Christy sensed it too, and she began bobbing and stroking me at the same time. My cock looked enormous in her small hand and with her mouth stretched around it.

I looked away and tried to hold back, but her lips and tongue and hands caressed me and drove me higher. I finally tensed as a volcano of pleasure erupted from deep in my balls.

A molten wave of ecstasy flowed outward from my cock, and I had to close my eyes as the sensations overwhelmed me.

I don’t know how long I lay there afterward, but my breathing had almost returned to normal by the time I mustered the energy to open my eyes and

look down. Christy lay on her side with her head in my lap. She was playing with my flaccid penis, kissing and stroking it gently. She felt my gaze and looked up.

“Three, please,” she said.

“Oh my God, I’ve created a monster.”

“I’m too little to be a monster,” she pouted.

“Too cute, too. But I can’t get it up again. Not until I rest a while.”

“I know,” she said. “I was just hoping…”

“Aren’t you ready for a break?” I laughed.

She grinned and shook her head. “More fellatio. Now, please!”

“How ’bout some food instead. I just realized we skipped dinner.”

“We had better things to do,” she said. “Besides, I don’t need food when I have you.

”

“Mmm hmm. My tummy is full of semen. Two loads. Very yummy, too.”

“Mmm. You can feed me like that all day. All night, too!”

“A penis monster,” she teased. “Rawr!”

“Well, penis monster needs food. So does penis owner. Now come on.”

“Okay,” she said grudgingly. “But then more fellatio, right?”

“Then more fellatio,” I promised.

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I started writing sex stories when I was a teenager, before I was legally old enough to read them.

I wrote regular stories too, ones I could share with teachers, family, and friends, but I never stopped thinking about sex and all the “what if…?” scenarios.

Fortunately, I led a fairly adventurous life through my teens and early twenties, so I have plenty of personal experience to draw from. Many of the things in my books actually happened to me, although plenty of them are pure fantasy, the product of my overactive imagination.