day 1: breakfast

“Good morning, daddy.” A familiar, faint voice scratches in your ears as you come up to your senses with something debauched beyond repair.

You’re not complaining waking up to this, because you’d never say no to your princess—she can’t quite grasp or absorb that word either.

“Ahyeon—fuck, god—a morning coffee would b-be better, no?” You’re already stuttering and she just laughs with your banter, completely having fun with your hardness that’s on her hand.

“For you, probably it is better, daddy.” She twirls her tongue over your sensitive head, your morning wood being harder than usual satisfying her beyond your imagination. “But for me, I want something for myself, and that is better.”

There she goes, running her hands on your abdomen while she slobbers over your erect cock. It always feels euphoric, downright amazing as she possibly had perfected the craft of mustering the perfect blowjob—apart from her skills, there’s always a feature of hers that elevates the experience when you stare at it…

Her eyes. Those doe, glistening blowjob eyes of hers never ceases to turn you on so much.

You love it and she knows it, so, she maintains her eyes darted towards you as she bobs her head leisurely, while attending the other hand towards your balls.

“Apparently my load on your face yesterday wasn’t enough?” You grunt after that, evidently comfortable on how Ahyeon’s mouth envelops around your shaft, as she pauses her advances with a loud pop.

“Yes, daddy. You didn’t even get to cum in me as my birthday wish? That’s unfair!“ Ahyeon playfully raises her voice, possibly genuinely frustrated about what you’ve done to her—even with her brattiness out like she’s breathing air, you know that she can’t hide the fact about the satisfaction she felt on every rope of semen landing on her perfect face.

Even with salacious conversations like this, it keeps you going and you waste no time letting her know how great she’s doing. You eventually lock your hands onto her luscious hair, finding their way there and stroking it, which enables her to exert more effort onto her oral session. Now, finding your balls, she averts her attention there, sucking onto the globe as the other hand keeps the momentum going, you grunting in response.

“You brat—don’t act like you didn’t want t-that. Besides, you’ll eventually drain me for fucks sake.” The bed is sure as comfortable as her pillowy lips, alternating between her favorites to suck as the image down below becomes a pornographic blur, contradicting the cuteness of her face and the way it rests between your thighs.

“I will, daddy—you always want your balls drained by us. Should’ve brought Asa with me here, we could have had so much fun yesterday.”

That is true because the both of them in the same room is lethal when with you, an absolute unit of total filthiness and test of stamina, especially the older, Japanese girl she brought up.

“Well if she’s here, I might as well ruin her totally and you’ll just watch somewhere in the corner, no?” She pauses again, and this time, she expresses that familiar chiseled annoyance on her face, your tease pushing a button on her—you know she’s not taking it seriously, after all, she would love that.

It was her birthday and being neglected like that is no fun, but you love to ignite something in her.

“No, daddy! That’s totally unfair… Please don’t do that…” Ahyeon looks at you and pouts cutely, which melts you in an instant and you’re not even trying to hide it.

You can’t resist a girl like her for she’s clearly coded to be insatiable.

There’s wonders too whenever she’s being compared, or talking to someone that’s not her because now, she’s blowing you with profound fervor and enthusiasm that’s elevated than before. Her tongue swirls all over your length as she eagerly bobs her head onto your shaft, hollowing those cheeks whenever she takes you deep sends a haywire in your brain.

“Jesus, fuck—that’s good, princess. Keep blowing me like that—shit!” Your words are mere sounds on Ahyeon’s ear, not when her gags and squelching dominates around the room, and once it registers, she keeps up that pace of hers consistently. Her hand roams on your thighs and abdomen, drawing circles on it as her touch makes your cock throb against her snug mouth, and that alone makes her smile throughout the pistoning shaft.

You look down at Ahyeon after you’ve closed your eyes for god knows how long because of the pleasure, and the view is beautiful and filthy it’s perfect—drool a mess all over the vicinity of her mouth, black locks a perfect blur between her bobs, her perfect, dexterous hands skating around your body, her ribbon holding on for dear life and lastly, those doe, lust-filled eyes looking at your from time to time, seeking compliments and analyzing your actions.

All is perfect, and you couldn’t ask for anything more. Glad you’re the only man to experience this debauched epitome of class (in your vocabulary) and you will always love her for this, amongst all of the other things.

“God—your dick is so perfect, daddy—I would genuinely suck this for hours and hours and make you cum repeatedly.” Ahyeon dives in again, bobbing messily as she pops out with strings of her drool connected to your tip, a corrupted sight. “Would always love to see your beautiful cock cumming, daddy—all for me and me only.”

As selfish as she is, the feelings are mutual because at this moment, you would give Ahyeon her well-deserved rewards as long as your body can go and that only the both of you will get to see how this unfolds as the tension in the air gets hotter. You would always love how slutty and situationally complimenting her choices of words are and how it always riles you up—she knows how much you love how verbally she wants you and she’ll always keep that in mind.

“God—your mouth, princess. Your filthy, fucking mouth—keep t-that up, fuck—” Ahyeon keeps the pace consistent onto your cock, slobbering over hear favorite meal as she brings you closer to the edge, her hands working onto your balls and your body, stimulating you further.

“Daddy, I can’t believe how full your balls still are—must’ve filled up fast already, hm?” She averts her attention towards her treasured globes, fondling it and licking it as she’s excited for what’s inevitably coming soon.

“Yeah, how wouldn’t I when I’m with you, princess? Now, go on and keep on doing that until I cum.” She complied without hesitation, stroking your base furiously while her talented mouth does wonders around your length, eliciting the sexiest moans out of you as her noises and gags become louder. Her efforts to orchestrate a morning blowjob on you is commendable, knowing this fact: you remember not sleeping with her yesterday with her makeup on, just to let it run down her cheeks to elevate the pleasure she’s giving, and these elements are working like wonders.

With the way she’s pumping her mouth against your throbbing cock, hands on her balls fondling you gently to wring out your load sooner, and that besmirched sight of hers, it’s not to last for more than a minute. Her drool now forms a puddle onto the sheets and in the vicinity of your shaft, and the mess alone is another element that makes this experience hotter.

“Gonna cum—gonna fucking cum d-down your throat, princess.” Your announcement is fuel for her, bobbing her head with the fastest velocity she can muster as she takes you all in, your cock lodged up in the snug walls of her throat. You keep your hand buried on her dark locks, keeping her in place as you feel your balls tighten and then erupt everything in her sinful throat.

Spurt after spurt, you deposit everything as Ahyeon fights herself from gagging onto your length, keeping your tight grip on her head firm and steady.

“Keep it there—keep it all the way in, princess.” You cradle her, assuring her that she’s doing good and once you feel every single drop of cum is not straight down her stomach after multiple gulps, you let her pull out and soon after, she catches her breath.

“God, I—” Ahyeon faintly whimpered, scooping some leftover cum on the corners of her mouth as the volume was a bit too much for her to take. “—that was too m-much, but I love it. Thank you for the breakfast, daddy…”

She looks up at your, hair messy, makeup an utter mess and her drool and your cum on the vicinity of her lips while still wearing that bubbly smile of hers that you always love to see. Even with your euphoric high dwindling down into nothingness, you still wanted to let Ahyeon do the honors, something that she always loves to do after an exquisite, filthy oral service.

“It’s a pleasure, princess. Now, what will you do after this?” As a bright woman like she is, you eagerly envelop her tongue on your sensitive head, jolting the pain and pleasure in you that makes you hiss a little. She holds your cock firmly, surprisingly hard even with a groundbreaking orgasm you had deposited inside her tight throat.

Ahyeon continues cleaning you off, not without questions inside her head that need answering. “So, mmfh—when will I earn your cum in my cunt, daddy? I feel like I deserved it enough already…”

Here comes her entitlement, but in your judgment, she is on the right track, the criterion fulfilled because all throughout the session you’ve had with her, she always has been a good girl despite her brattiness and her ego inflating her. “Maybe later, who knows? I may even invite Asa if you like…”

Ahyeon stops her bobs as she smiles at you cheerfully, evidently jovial with what you’ve said. “Really? Oh my god, you’re the best! But please promise me I won’t just watch all throughout…”

“Ahyeonie, do you think I was serious earlier?” The name switch makes her blush and it’s evident, but that raises all ears on her as she pouts at you. “I could never neglect you, or even Asa—it’s something I wouldn’t and never do.”

Ahyeon climbs over to kiss your abdomen as she looks up at you endearingly, feeling grateful for the treat you gave her. “Promise, daddy?”

“I promise that, princess.” Your fingers run towards her messy hair as Ahyeon keeps on kissing your body, until you invite her to do something more productive. “I think we should really have an actual breakfast rather than this.”

“We really should, daddy—I’m sorry.”

You reassure Ahyeon with a peck on the cheek once she skates up, then help her get up and out of the bed. “You shouldn’t be sorry, princess—you always do good and I love you for that.”

All just started to this, and all you can think of is how things will continue from this, now when you’re strongly considering stirring Asa to the mix.

That’s a lethal overdose you’re willing to take and at the end of the day, it will be a win.