Learning to Please Daddy and his Friends

Part 2 of Daddy’s Poker Game

Author’s Note

This book follows immediately after Daddy’s Poker Game. You can read this as a stand-alone, but it will make more sense if you read that book first.

After the Game

The poker game today marked a complete turning point in my life. Daddy let me join his biweekly poker game with uncle Jimmy and their friends Al, Mike and Robbie. All of them took any opportunity to touch and stroke me, then gave me my first kisses. Daddy insisted I had to be a good hostess and serve them. That included letting them thank me any way they wanted, and when I resisted, Daddy gave me a spanking that reminded me to let them do as they wanted with me. Once the game switched to strip poker, I was naked before I knew it, and all of the men wanted to kiss and touch me. The last round had me on the table, with Daddy’s thick cock taking my cherry and filling me with his cum. My hands and mouth were full of cocks too, and everyone wanted to teach me what it meant to be a woman. Now Daddy says he’s going to breed me and make me have lots of babies with him, and the other men will be enjoying my body too. I was nervous and excited to find out what that meant.

Once uncle Jimmy and the other men gave me a goodbye kiss and left, it was just me and Daddy left in the games room. I was still naked, with Daddy’s cum dripping down my thighs. My pussy was very sore, and my throat hurt from Mike pushing his cock all the way down it. He had only thrust in once before coming, so I wasn’t sure how I would ever get used to doing that more times. I had a feeling I would have to, though.

My tall, strong daddy was cupping my chin and stroking my long, brown hair. “Ava, you did a great job for your first time as a hostess tonight. Next time, I hope I won’t have to spank you for you to be obedient and let them do whatever they want to you.”

“If that’s what you want, Daddy, I’ll try to be good. Some of it hurt, though. Do I really have to take their cocks all the way down my throat?” I was really worried about that, and hoped Daddy would say no.

“Yes, Ava. There are a few rules I’ll insist you follow when you’re sucking a cock. It’s important to me that you learn to get very good at it. It’s an important skill for a woman. One is that you should always swallow a cock right down your throat. Take it down with every stroke if you can, if that’s what they want. That skill will take time to develop. The gag reflex is something that a lot of practice will help with. You want to pleasure the entire cock, not just the first few inches. You don’t want to be considered lazy or unwilling to please, do you?”

I shook my head. I sure didn’t. If this was normal for women to be able to do, I guess I had to suck it up and learn to do it. But that wasn’t all he wanted me to do.

“The second rule is to never spill a drop of cum when it’s in your mouth. When a man gifts you with his cum, whether it’s after he fucks your mouth or after he fucks one of your other holes, you must swallow up every single drop. If I ever see you let any cum out to be wasted, I will have to discipline you. In fact, it’s such an insult, your punishment will be quite severe.”

I liked this rule even less than the first. The taste of cum wasn’t pleasant, and the feel of the thick, creamy ropes of in my mouth was disgusting. I’m sure my face must have shown how I felt, because Daddy laughed and hugged me to him.

“Don’t worry, you’ll be drinking so much cum the next few weeks, you’ll get used to it. You may even grow to crave it. In any case, whether you like the taste of it or not, I don’t want you to ever make a sour face when you’re swallowing it. I want you ...