Daddy Mitch

The dinner rush was over and my last table was sitting around nursing their drinks. I asked another server to keep an eye on them, and then stepped out back for a smoke. Mitch, one of the bartenders, was already back there. He held his pack out so I could have one of his, then he gave me a light. "Thanks!" I said, after taking a big drag and exhaling.

"No problem sexy!"

I smiled. Mitch was always flirting with me. I liked Mitch. He was in his early forties, black, about 6'2" and lean and muscular. He wore his hair in tight braids, had a full beard and I thought he was hotter than fuck. I had a serious crush on him, and had some nasty fantasies about him fucking me. Unfortunately for me he was straight. He just liked to flirt.

He looked at me and took a drag, then exhaled the smoke up towards the light. "So, do you have big plans tonight?"

"Yeah I guess." I replied. "A friend is picking me up and we are going to a club."

"Nice!" Mitch said with a chuckle. "That sounds fun."

"Yeah, it's ok." I replied. "So how about you?"

"Oh, I think Christy is coming over to, hang out." Christy was a waitress that we worked with. She was in her early thirties, with a short blonde pixie cut and a big hot ass. Mitch "hung out" with her often. Of course Mitch "hung out" with a few of the waitresses. I had overhead then talk about him, and how good he was in bed. Apparently, he had a really big dick and knew how to use it. I felt a little jealous, wishing I was Christy. I thought about Mitch fucking the sexy blonde, and I got a little turned on.

"Well that sounds fun." I said. "She's a lucky girl!"

"Yeah, man. I can't wait to have that hot ass in my face." He said with a laugh. We finished our smokes and went back inside.

After finishing my work, I went into the bathroom to get ready for my date. I stripped out of my uniform and and washed up. Mitch walked in and saw me standing there, wearing nothing but a lacy black and pink thong. "Damn boy, you have one sweet looking ass!" He said in a low voice. I blushed a little, but loved the fact that he had noticed. He did his business, and walked out, and I finished getting myself ready. I put on a pair of skinny jeans, a tight black t shirt, and combed my bleach blonde hair up tall. I applied a little eyeliner, amd stepped back to inspect myself in the mirror.

Damn, I thought. I look good! At 22 I worked out daily to keep my body a lean, tight 140#, loved to show it off. My ass looked firm and round in the tight jeans, the result of thousands of squats and hours on stair machines. My shirt was tight, and showed off my flat, tan belly, one of my tattoos and my navel ring. I still had a baby face, with smooth tan skin and high cheek bones. I wore a few earings in both ears, and had piercings in my lip, nose and eyebrow. I was a total bottom bitch, and loved being a little effeminate and glam for the top guys.

Satisfied with my appearance I went outside and saw my date waiting for me in the parking lot. His name was Shawn, and I had been with him a few times. I saw Mitch walking Christy to his Tahoe, his hand rubbing her sexy fat ass. I felt a little jealous again, then got in Shawn's car. We went out, had a few drinks then back to his place to fuck.

A few nights later, I was supposed to go out with Shawn again after work. I got all dolled up, this time wearing a hot pink jock strap under a pair of short, silky running shorts, with matching pink knee high soccer socks, and a black fishnet tank top. As I said, I was a fem little twink. Mitch saw me waiting alone in the parking lot, and became concerned for my safety. So he lit up a smoke and waited with me. Several minutes went by, and Shawn hadn't showed up yet. I text him but heard nothing back. "Motherfucker!" I muttered. I started to feel as if he was ghosting me. I started feeling down, knowing had had been used for sex and dumped again.

"So, do you think he's gonna show?" Mitch asked.

"I don't know."

"Well I can give you a ride if you want."

"Oh, well I don't want to put you out."

"It's no big deal. I would rather do that than have you walking around. Especially dressed like that."

"What's wrong with the way I am dressed?" I asked.

"Not a thing! But you shouldn't be walking around like that. Someone would likely grab ya and take you off."

"Well that would be alright!" I said with a smile.

We waited a little longer, and it became obvious that Shawn wasn't going to show. "Come on, I'll take you home." Mitch said. I knew he was right, and I knew I shouldn't be walking around alone this time of night. So I climbed into the passenger seat of his Tahoe.

"Thanks a lot for this." I said as I settled into the seat. "I really appreciate it."

"No problem. I can't believe that guy did that to you." He said, sounding angry.

"It happens." I said sadly. It happened fairly often. I would meet a guy, and after a few fucks he would move on. I wasn't looking to get married, I enjoyed being a little slutty, but I didn't like being used then ghosted.

"Well, if you want we can stop by my place and have a drink. I've got some good weed too. That way, your night isn't a total loss."

"Sure! That sounds good!" I said. I couldn't believe he wanted to hang out with me. He was cool at work, but I didn't ever think we would hang out socially.

"Cool." He said with a little smile. I wondered for a split second if he had something else in mind. But I knew that was crazy. Mitch was all about the ladies. He put the truck in gear and we drove off.

A few minutes later, we pulled up to an apartment complex. He killed the motor, got out and I followed up up a flight of stairs. He unlocked the door, and we stepped inside. "Here we are." He said, turning on a few lights. "Make yourself at home. What do you drink?"

"Rum and Coke, if you have it." I replied, sitting down on the comfy leather couch. I looked around, noticing his place was immaculate, and nicely decorated. I could hear him in the kitchen, dropping ice cubes in glasses. He returned, and handed me my drink. "This is a really nice place." I said, after taking a sip.

"Thanks. I like it." He replied proudly. We chatted for a few minutes, sipping our drinks, and then he got out a bong. I took a few big hits, and sat back into the couch, relaxed with a good buzz. He put on some music, refilled my drink, then sat down in the recliner.

"Fuck that is some good weed!" I said.

He smiled, looking stoned. "Yeah it is. Can't smoke to much of it. That shit will fuck you up!"

"Damn, I think I'm already a little fucked up!" I said, giggling.

"Good! It looked like you weren't having a very good night. Hope that helps."

"Yeah, fucking asshole. Leaving me standing out there like that." I said, shaking my head. "Oh well. Yeah, this helped. Thanks for having me over."

"No problem. Glad I could help."

I did feel better. The weed had me nice and relaxed. "Yeah, this is nice. I was a little surprised you invited me over though."

He raised an eyebrow and looked at me. "Oh? Why's that?"

"Oh well, um, you know, um, you know, because I'm gay I guess."

"Well why would that bother me?"

"Oh, I don't know. It just seems to bother guys." I stuttered, trying to explain. "It just seems alot of guys don't like gay guys. They all think we will try something on em I guess. I don't know. Anyway I don't hang out with very many straight guys."

Mitch smiled, and looked at me. "Oh, I see. So you wouldn't try anything on me?"

"Well, no. I mean, you are a good looking guy, but I know you aren't into that. So it would be rude if I tried something. I don't hit on straight guys."

"Oh, I see. Well it doesn't bother me that you are gay. I don't judge. I'm a little hetroflexible myself."

"What?" I said. I wasn't sure what he was talking about.

"Well, I do consider my self straight. I love women, and I am not attracted to men at all. At least, not masculine men. And I am not into dicks whatsoever. But occasionally, with the right dynamic and situation, I might be with a guy. If I am into him."

I was a bit dumbfounded. "So, what's the right situation?"

"Well, I am not attracted to hairy masculine men at all." He explained. Then he looked me right in the eyes. "But I do like fembois, crossdressers and smooth, submissive bottom guys." My mouth hung open, as I stared back at him. He laughed, and shook his head. "Damn, you act so shocked. Fuck, baby, I hit on you all the time!"

"I thought you were just messing around."

"Nah boy. You're fine as hell. I wanted to fuck you the first night I saw you."

Our eyes were still locked, and he had a little grin on his face. I now understood. I stood up slowly, and walked over to him, then got down on my knees, then undid his pants. I reached inside of them pulled out his cock. It was still soft, but it looked huge. I licked it up and down, looking up at him. He was watching me with a big smile, and his cock quickly grew. "Like that baby?" He asked.

"Fuck, it is huge!" I said in amazement. It was by far the biggest dick I had ever seen in person. It had to be at least nine inches. After admiring it a little more, I opened wide and went down on him. I bobbed my head up and down a few times, taking him deeper and deeper, until I almost had his whole shaft down my throat. I can usually deepthroat with ease, but this was quite the cock. I got it a little further in, and then began to choke. I came up for air, coughing and gasping for breath. "Fuck, that's a big cock!"

"Yeah baby. But you got it nice and deep!" He said. He slid his pants down around his ankles, and spread his legs, revealing a set of huge balls. After catching my breath, I went back to work, and sucked his dick some more while rubbing his balls. I took him deep again, and this time I got him all the way down. "Oh damn baby. That's right. Just like that. Hell yeah." I held it deep for as long as I could, then came back up for air. But this time, I went down on his balls. I ran my tongue all over them, while stroking his dick. He let out a nice moan, which made me happy. I love pleasuring a stud. After spending some time on his balls, I returned to his cock.

I looked up at him, while I teased the tip with my tongue. "Does that feel good Daddy?" I asked innocently.

"Hell yeah baby. Your a sweet little cocksucker." He praised. He stroked my cheek and let me tease him some more. Then he put his hand on the back of my head, and made me take it all. As he pushed my head down, I relaxed my throat and was able to get most of it. But Mitch held my head, and pushed it in a little deeper. I choked again, and he pulled a little back, but made me take it again. Then he let me come up a little, but bobbed my head up and down quickly, thrusting a little bit and fucking my mouth. Finally, he let me go, and I came up gulping for air.

"Damn, Daddy, that's one big dick!" I said, giggling.

"Yeah boy, you suck it so good! You should give the bitches a lesson on cocksucking."

"Thank you!" I said proudly.

"Yeah baby, now it's your turn. I don't suck dick but I do love to eat a hot boy pussy. Stand up and take off those shorts and show me that ass. Leave that shirt on though, I like that."

I stood i front of him and smiled, then turned around and slid my silky shorts off my ass. "Do you like that?" I asked, looking over my shoulder at him.

"Hell yeah!" He exclaimed, the slapped my on the butt. "Damn boy, I like that jock baby. So fucking hot!" Then he gave me a hard swat on the ass.

"Oh yeah!" I cried, enjoying the sweet sting.

"Oh you like that do you?" He asked, swatting me again, a bit harder.

"Fuck yeah Daddy. I love it rough."

"Nice!" He said, giving me another. "Now shake it a little. Mmmmm yeah bitch! Work that ass for Daddy! Fuck yes!" I bent over and put my hands on my knees, and worked my ass around for him. "Shit yeah. Now get over on that couch and show me that pussy."

I quickly obeyed, and put my knees on the cushion and bent over the back. I felt him come up behind me, and slide his hands down my sides. His cock slid up the crack of my ass, and he spanked me again. He kept slapping the same cheek, and it was getting tender, and stinging really good. I felt his dick move away from me, and his thumb start rubbing my hole. It was a little wet from spit, and it felt awesome. "Oooohhh fuck!" I moaned, loving the feel of his touch. He rubbed it a little harder and I moaned some more. There is nothing I love more than having my ass played with.

"Damn boy, you ha e a pretty little hole." He whispered. "Fuck, so nice, and pink. Yeah baby." I felt both of his hands spread my butt apart, then his beard between my cheeks.

"Ffffiuuck!" I moaned when his tongue touched my hole. "Oh God, yes!" I squeezed the back of the couch and stared at the wall while his tongue flicked around my rim.

"Damn that tastes sweet!" I heard him say from behind me. "Yeah baby. Make it pucker for Daddy." He licked a little more, making me moan louder. "Oh yeah, you like that pussy licked don't you?"

"Mmmmmhhhhhmmm!" Was all I could manage. His tongue pushed against me, trying to get inside."

"Open that pussy up for me baby!" He said, spanking me again. "I want to taste it." I felt a finger, touch me, then push inside. "Damn that's tight!" He said, then pulled his finger out and replaced it with his tongue.

"Damn Daddy, that feels so good!" I cried, taking his tongue in my ass. "Fuck yes! Oh my God that feels good!" I've had my ass ate lot's of times, but damn, not quite like this. He was fucking me with his tongue! He would put it as far in as he could go, wiggle it around, then slip it out. Then he would suck on my hole. I could feel his spit running down my taint, as he sucked and licked, and I felt as if I might faint from pleasure. He wasn't in a hurry either. He ate me for what seemed like hours. Most guys did it just long enough to get my ass opened up.

"So you ready for some dick boy?" I he asked, snapping me out of my daze.

"Oh yeah, Daddy, fuck me!" I whimpered. I heard him chuckle, and he teased my hole with his thumb again. "Oooooo fuck yeah." I moaned.

"That is one tight little hole you got boy. You sure you can handle this big dick?"

"Yes Daddy!" I said. I was going crazy. But I was kind of wondering if I could handle him myself. He was way longer than anyone I had been with before, and much thicker. I knew it was going to hurt. But I didn't care. I wanted him in me.

"Come on baby." He said, pulling me to my feet, and taking my wrist. He led me down the hallway to the bedroom, which was lit with dim lighting. His bed was a king, with a rack above it, with rings attached to it. The headboard had similar rings, and cuffs hung from a couple of them. "Hope my playroom doesn't freak you out." He said gently. "I like to get a little freaky."

"No, not at all!" I said, looking around. "Wow. This is hot!" I could only imagine what went on in here. I thought about Christy being cuffed to the rack, her big ass red from spankings. I had dabbled in bondage, nothing crazy, and loved it. I really liked being cuffed or tied up and fucked. "Are you gonna tie me up Daddy?" I asked hopefully.

"Oh, do you want me to?"

"Yeah, if you want to!"

He put his hands on my waist and gave me a deep kiss. "Maybe some other time. Tonight I just want that ass. I've been thinking about that sweet ass for along time." While he talked he pushed me backwards, towards a swing in the corner of the room. "Ever been in one of these?" He asked.

"A few times." A replied. A friend had taken me out for my twenty first birthday, and four guys took me to a backroom and gangbanged me in a swing. I laid down in it and he fastened the straps around my ankles. I realized I was going to take his big dick on my back with my legs spread wide. Fuck, I thought, this is really going to hurt. I usually like to start out in doggy, and get opened up. I watched him rubbing lube on his cock, smiling, and then he fingered my hole with a wet finger.

"That's right boy. You're gonna take me deep in that ass. I want to watch your face as you take me." He said. "Think you can take it?"

"Oh yeah, Daddy!" I said, trying to sound confident. But I wasn't sure. But something told me.I didn't have much say so in the matter at this point. He inserted two fingers in me, and slid them in and out, getting me open and wet.

"Yeah, I love it doggie, with a bitches ass in the air, but for the first time I like it face to face." He explained, moving his fingers around and stretching me open. "So you ready to give me that pussy baby?"

"Yes Daddy!" I whispered. He slipped his fingers out, and lined the head of his cock up with my hole. He gave it a little push, and it slowly spread me open. The head pushed through, and I felt sharp intense pain as my ass stretched open to accept him. "Oh fuck!" I cried out. I gripped the chains on the swing, and struggled to take it. "Oh my God!"

"Yeah, give me that ass!" He growled. I looked at him, and saw he was smiling. He was enjoying watching me struggle with his massive manhood. He slowly shoved it inside me, inch by inch, until he was finally all the way in. I felt completely full, and his dick touched spots that I had never felt before. "There we go baby. Isn't that nice?"

"Fuck, you are huge!" I whimpered. "Damn you are so big!" I squirmed in the swing, trying to find a more comfortable spot.

"That's right baby." He said, now slowly pulling it back out. He pulled all the way out, then shoved it back in. "Damn that's a tight hole." I whimpered and cried, but he didn't seem to care. After a few slow strokes, he just started pounding. "Fuck yeah bitch! Give me that ass!" He said, in a mean snarl. I opened up a bit more, and it started to feel good. I started moaning with pleasure, and loving the way it felt. "Damn you moan like a bitch!" He said, fucking me harder.

"Oh yes, Daddy, fuck me! Fuck me hard!" I screamed. I am loud when getting dick. Me and a friend got kicked out of a hotel room once because of it.

"Yeah, you like it don't you boy?"

"Oh God yes! Oh fuck, give me that big dick Daddy!"

"Yeah baby, your Daddy's bitch boy aren't you?"

"Fuck yes Daddy. I'm all yours! Fuck, yes!"

"Damn boy, you're a nasty bitch aren't you?"

Oh fuck yes! Treat me like the dirty whore I am!" I moaned. I could feel precum soaking my jock. I reached down and began rubbing my dick, while he pumped away at my ass. "Damn Daddy, you fuck me so good!" I cried, looking up at him. He was sweating profusely, bouncing me onto his cock. It rammed deep in me, then slid almost all the way out, before slamming back in me.

"Yeah boy, I'm gonna beat those guts up! I'm gonna ruin your little pussy. You ain't gonna fuck with those pretty boys anymore now that you've had a mans dick, are you?"

"Fuck no, Daddy. This is all your pussy!" I cried. I squeezed the front of my jock, and felt an orgasm building. I wasn't even hard, but I knew I was close to cumming. I come so easily with a dick up my ass. But I tried to hold off, and stopped playing with myself, while he continued to pummel me. I was so close to cumming, and every nerve in my body was extra sensitive. The sensation was amazing. I love this feeling and like to prolong it. His thickness rubbed the spot in my ass perfectly, and I was hoping to sissygasm. "Oh fuck Daddy, right there! Don't stop!" I screamed, then felt myself erupt. I squirmed and struggled in the swing, as if I was having convulsions. The room spun and went white, and for a few seconds all I knew was pure ecstasy. The feeling slowly went away, and I began to come to. I realized he wasn't fucking me anymore. His dick was still inside of me, but he wasn't moving. He was just looking down at me, with a big grin on his face. "Fuck!" I blurted out, looking up at him. That was all I could manage to say.

"Goddamn that was incredible. Holy shit. That's the first time I've ever made anyone do that." He said, looking amazed.

"You've never made anyone sissygasm?" I asked.

"No, you're the first." He said. I smiled up at him, then laid my head back on the swing. The front of my jock was a warm, sticky mess. "I can't move." I said, giggling.

"You don't need to. It's my turn now." He said, then resumed fucking me. K just laid there limp, while he furiously pumped away at my ass. "Oh fuck yeah. I'm gonna cum baby!" He said, ramming me harder.

"Oh yeah, cum for me Daddy!" I pleaded. "Breed me and make me your bitch!"

"You're already my bitch!" He growled, sounding angry. "Oh yeah, Daddy's gonna fill his bitch with cum. Oh yeah, fuck yes!" I watched him roll his head back, and felt his cock explode inside of me. He gave me a couple of really hard thrusts, then he moaned some more while he drained his balls deep inside my body. When he finished, he pulled out and stepped back to admire his work. I just hung in the swing, while he checked out my gaping, creampied hole. "Goddamn boy, that was so fucking good!" He said, huffing and puffing.

"Mmmmm yes it was!" I agreed, still a little dizzy. He looked down at me, with a look on his face like he was proud. Proud that he had destroyed another bitch boy. I was proud to, proud that I had pleasured a stud like him with my body, and made him cum.

When he was done admiring my destroyed hole, he undid the straps around my ankles. "I need help." I whispered, I was still dizzy and weak. He helped me out of the swing, and held me while I waited for my wobbly legs to work again. "Damn Daddy, you fucked me so good!"

He smiled. "Well baby, that's good to hear. Because I want you coming back for more."

"Oh definitely Daddy. I'm your bitch now!"

"Nice!" He said, then we crashed onto the bed. He gave me a cigarette and we smoked in silence.

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