Deep Throat

untitledMr. D’s other desire is for me to learn how to deep throat him.  He began pushing me down further when I would give him head.  When I realized that he wanted into the back of my mouth I started pushing harder when I would suck on him.  At first, I thought I was doing as he wanted.  But at some point he shared with me that if I push down on him that hard his shaft pushes into his body at the base and it’s uncomfortable.  So, now what?  I started sucking him more into my mouth with suction and then gently pushing him towards my throat.  It’s better but I can’t seem to get him actually into my throat that way.  He is quite girthy and each time I try to open my mouth that wide it seems like my throat feels strained and the opening is smaller.  I have tried kneeling between his legs, kneeling from the side and once I approached from slightly over his belly.  I turn my mouth this way and that but to no avail.  Once, two weeks ago, amazingly the head of his penis popped into my throat from a weird side angle.  I haven’t been able to reproduce it but that was the ticket!

A few weeks ago, after one of my attempts, Mr. D told me to lie down on the bed.  I heard rustling around in the toy drawer and wondered what he was looking for.  I expected that he’d want to be on top of me right then.  Soon, I had an answer.  He mounted me and as he slid inside me I saw that he had a dildo in his hand.  I was divided.  Right as he slid inside me I wanted to close my eyes to enjoy the pleasure but there was the dildo hovering there and a look on Mr. D’s face.  It was his dark look.  When I see that I know with no uncertainty that I’m in for something harsher.

As he began to fuck me he took my head in his other hand.  He cradled me at the base of my neck and lifted the dildo to my mouth.  “Open,” he said.  I complied and he inserted the dildo all the way into my mouth until it was down my throat.  I had to breathe very carefully and relax immediately if I didn’t want to choke on it.  “Feel that?” I nodded my head.  “That’s how it feels.  That’s what I need from you. Can you do that?” I nodded again.  Oh my, how intense.  To deep throat a dildo by force with Daddy looking into my eyes and his cock buried deep inside me just about sent me over the edge.  The level of domination he had over me in that moment was beyond intoxicating.  Just thinking about it makes me wet again.  He’s done that a couple times since then and every time it elicits the same response from me.  It is raw, it is intense and I want more.

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3 thoughts on “Deep Throat

  1. once you find the right angle, it will drive him crazy. I remember a couple of years ago, a certain lady deepthroated me like no other. Ever since then, I have not been the same!

  2. My Sir would also like me to take all of him into my mouth. He asks if i could and i keep saying no, not that i wouldn’t try. i haven’t even met him. He’s helped me … forced me to overcome my hatred of my breasts resulting from being molested and i’d like him to be the first to touch them. He marvels at how tight i seem, maybe because i see kegels as a fun game, maybe because i’m so picky that i’d only had 2 average sized partners, but he’s forced me to take a round hairbrush handle with the average thickness of a man inside me in preparation for him. At first it hurt (i’m guessing because i hadn’t had any penetration in such a long time), but i suppose i’ve adjusted to it. i can push anything out of me with my muscles and can stop a man from moving with them apparently (i can’t help contracting when i cum.. it’s not my fault), because of that i had started trying not to cum so that my husband wouldn’t complain. i don’t even need to cum, i feel guilty about it taking so long.. it’s too much pressure, i wished he wouldn’t try. My Sir has the grip upon me i mentioned in my blog yesterday and the day before yesterday. i love my Sir. i don’t like saying that because i don’t think he loves me, i think he cares. i’ve had the problem of trying to let go of love. He’s never said “I love you” and the things he’s said don’t mean the same thing, but they’re special to me. i like when he says, “love you, girl!” i love that. i don’t even know how i got to the subject of love, i just write and the subject changes. i get the feeling this should be a blog entry. Maybe i’ll make it one. 🙂

    1. You got there because it’s on your mind and that’s totally okay. It sounds like your relationship is new and long distance. Give it time, relax and enjoy how it unfolds. As for deep throating, you can practice with a dildo. I love working on this for Mr. D.

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