Life & Times of Perville:

Life & Times of Perville

Chapter 1

Waking Up in Perville

I wake up in our large bed in the manor, comfortably ensconced between Daddy's legs, my head on his thigh, sleepily and contentedly suckling his soft cock (which I like to think of as my pacifier). Daddy is not awake yet, but the house sluts are stirring on the floor, all of us so attuned to his rhythms that we naturally begin to awaken a few moments before daddy, so we can be alert and ready to attend to him in whatever capacity he will want for the day. Two of the sluts pad out of the room silently to prepare our coffee and breakfast, while the remaining sluts stretch quietly and begin to crawl to the side of the bed, listening to daddy's breath and watching for signs that he is sliding up out of sleep. A pretty, petite little filipina slut with long black hair presses her cheek against the palm of daddy's hand, left dangling off the edge of the bed as he slept. Her big brown eyes gaze at daddy's face as she turns her head to kiss his palm, then licks each of his fingers with her soft pink tongue, pausing to suck each one gently, stopping at the thumb, keeping it in her warm mouth as she sees daddy's eyelids flicker and the beginnings of a sleepy smile touch his face.

I look up at daddy, with his eyes closed just enjoying the sensations and the knowledge that he is waking up to another glorious day filled with acres of nubile, naked skin and radiant devotion from the loving sluts of Perville. Daddy absently reaches down to stroke my hair and I react by suckling just a bit more intently on his still mostly-softened cock, feeling it stir a bit in my mouth getting a little firmer. Daddy runs his thumb over the soft lips of the sweet little filipina slut kissing his hand. Now that we all know our master is starting to awaken, the four sluts lined up along the edge of the bed start to get restless, ready to begin striving for the early-morning delight of being the first one to have the opportunity to please. Quietly but insistently they begin wiggling and jockeying for a position close to daddy, unsure of how he will proceed but wanting to be nearest in case he will be selecting one for a treat. I smile to myself feeling them pushing insistently against each other, they are all trying not to be obvious but each is silently straining to press the slut in line before her out of the way, little grunts of effort escaping them here and there. Master's cock is now at half-mast in my mouth, and I let it pop out somewhat reluctantly, but eager to turn my warm mouth to caring for his precious balls, feeling how large and full they are as I slip each one into my mouth.

Finally, Master opens his eyes, giving a long luxurious stretch and yawn, just as one of the sluts re-enters the room with two steaming hot cups of coffee. Daddy slides back to sit up a bit against the headboard, as I give a final loving slurp to his balls and crawl up beside him to take the other cup. The coffee-bearing slut takes her position along the bed, and we look down along the side to see five faces shining with love for their Owner, half-dreamy with anticipation of the chance to please him first, shivering a little with the overpowering feeling of being so near and so close to being able to give him pleasure. Now that Daddy is awake, they get a little louder, quiet giggles of nervousness and soft little whines of need coming from the back of a few throats. Daddy glances down and see that 5 pairs of knees are spread hopefully, soft bare clefts showing just a hint of curious clit peeking out shyly in arousal, 5 smooth round bottoms lifted, and 5 sets of breasts ranging from firm swelling pads of fat to large, heavy swaying, all sporting rigid nipples darkening with desire. Two of the sluts give in to their need for contact and lightly brush their sensitive nipples against the sheet on the bed, thrilling to the sensation that travels like a spark from their nipples to their clits, instinctively moving their hips in small controlled jerks as they hump the air.

Daddy kisses me good morning, give me a wicked wink and turn back to the sluts, asking rhetorically, "Hmmmmmm, now I wonder if there are any thirsty sluts here this morning?". He chuckle indulgently as the giggles and whimpers get more pronounced and the sluts try to crowd closer. I stroke daddy's chest and quietly laugh along with him, tickling his little nipples with my fingertips and enjoying how he teases the sluts. Looking at me and grinning, daddy says sadly, "Well I guess there aren't any thirsty sluts here, my dear," shaking his head in mock disappointment. Cries of distress go up from the sluts, even the mock threat of not receiving Master's morning blessing is enough to sharpen their desire and increase their need. Daddy laughs, taking a big gulp of hot coffee, and swings his legs over the side of the bed while the sluts press against his bare legs. "Oh, was I wrong?" Daddy teases, "Is there a slut here that's thirsty after all?" The wiggling and urgent whimpers start to accelerate, a flurry of soft loving kisses on daddy's feet and lower legs. I snuggle up behind him pressing my breasts against his warm back, watching over daddy's shoulder as he give each slut an indulgent smile. I whisper something in daddy's ear, he nods and smiles, turning back to the sluts as I reach around and hold daddy's cock at the base. "You've all been very good this morning, so each of you is allowed ONE kiss, no more", daddy says, as he twines his fingers in the long silky black hair of the tiny, perfectly-formed filipina and draws her head to his cock for her to bestow her kiss. Her eyes light up with wonder and contentment, giving the smooth head a soft kiss at the tip, her lips slightly parted and just a slick of her tongue-tip over it. Daddy pulls her head back by the hair saying, "That's enough, let's give another slut a turn," and the next slut in line leans in to give her own loving smooch, with just a hint of a faint suck. "All right, enough, don't want me too stiff or it will be quite a wait for a drink," Daddy says, pushing her back. The third and fourth sluts eagerly lean in to give their kisses, each lingering just a little more than the slut before her. The last slut, a hot and passionate young one with flowing blonde hair, is shaking all over when it is finally her turn. Leaning in to give her kiss, she is overcome by the scent of her Master and the long wait to kiss. Forgetting her manners, she quickly sucks the first third of daddy's cock into her warm mouth, moaning in delirious pleasure, only to find herself yanked away by the hair tangled in daddy's left hand, while he calmly delivers two fast ringing slaps with his right, back and forth, dazing her. "No", Daddy say simply and firmly, "you were allowed one kiss only, bad slut. Lay down on your back, on the floor, head between my feet." Daddy isn't angry, yet his displeasure is palpable, he expects much better self-control from his sluts. She blushes furiously and lays down as instructed, waiting, grateful that she's not in the corner.

Daddy smiles at the remaining sluts, and finally makes his choice, the soft and compliant little filipina with the long black hair and big dark-brown eyes. Daddy guides her to squat between his knees, leaning down to stroke her surprisingly long, chocolatey-pink nipples with the backs of his knuckles as she shifts into a deep squat over the face of the disobedient blonde. "Make her cum for me," Daddy orders the blonde, who eagerly begins to lap at the downy moist labia of the filipina. Two of the other sluts line up on daddy's right, and one on the left, the dark dusky girl in the center already beginning to coo and arch as the blonde suckles her protruding clit. She rests her hands on her knees, sticking her small yet enticing breasts out, and opens her mouth expectantly, as the other sluts do the same. I feel daddy's cock give a few small measured jerks as  the pressure in his bladder demands release. Being half-hard, I know daddy can feel it crawling up his cock from inside, and even though we're all expecting it, it's still a surprise when the first jerked drops of hot urine spatter onto the tongue of the dark, excited girl. After one or two false starts, the flow begins in a sparkling golden stream, the relief of the pressure making daddy's hair stand up all over as I direct the flow into the eager open mouth of the chosen slut. It is startlingly powerful and she struggles to gulp it down eagerly, not wanting to lose any of it yet unable to keep up as it splashes down over her tits and belly, trickling and stinging over her nipples, and finally dripping over her bare mound and into the nose and mouth of the blonde frantically licking her pussy.

A sigh of relief emanates from all the sluts, as the tension breaks and they are finally allowed the special gift of your first morning urine. I direct the spray briefly to the other sluts lined up, giving them a tastes and letting the hot, feral stream spatter their tits and bellies, then turn it back to the dazed, ecstatic filipina. As the stream slows, she comes forward to keep it flowing into her mouth, not losing as much and able to swallow almost all of it as she gets nearer. Master says softly, "Cum for me, pet" and when she's given that permission she begins to whine and moan as her body convulses in deep, shuddering spasms on the blonde's mouth. Her jerking hits it's most intense as she finally takes the tip of daddy's cock, leaking just a little of the golden nectar now, into her mouth to suck the final drops while in the throes of her orgasm, screaming onto it although although with her mouth so full all we can hear is a loud, muffled moaning.

Daddy gives a big sigh of relaxation and contentment, leaning back against my warm breasts, letting his cock stiffen fully in the slut's mouth now that he is more comfortable. I move as daddy lays back on the bed, lifting his legs to indicate that I and one of the other sluts should support them. We raise them up a bit, kissing daddy's thighs, and the filipina lets go of daddy's cock and eagerly seeks out his puckered asshole with her tongue. The scent of her master, unwashed, acts as a wild pheromone to all of us, and while the filipina crouches low to lovingingly tongue and suck the sensitive ring of muscle, another piles on above her to see to daddy's balls. The sounds of sloppy wet sucking and licking fill the room, interspersed with soft eager moans of delight.

Daddy smiles at me and nods, and I lean down at his side to take his now fully erect pacifier cock into my mouth, savoring the taste of the piss-soaked mouth of the girl before me, sealing my lips around the head and probing the slightly swollen piss-slit with the tip of my tongue. One of the other sluts busies herself licking up the stray droplets from the lactating tits of another, then turns her attention to the puddles of daddy's morning gift from the floor. The lactating slut climbs up on the bed near daddy's head, offering her heavy, swaying, tits to his mouth, milk drops beading up on the swollen nipples. I've teased myself as long as I can and slide my mouth down on the rigid shaft, pubic hair tickling my nose when I get to the base, gagging slightly when the swollen head hits the back of my constricted throat, but pushing onto it anyway. Warm mouths and tongues swirl and probe daddy's balls and asshole as the head of the cock feels the tight squeezing of my throat around it, the vibrations of my moans and the hard clamping when I gag. I back up again and slide down deep, moving my head with a steady rhythm, letting daddy's hard cock deep into my throat on the downstroke, twisting in a half-spiral as I go back up, over and over. Daddy sucks hard at the slut's tits offered to him, pulling sweet warm milk into his mouth, feeling the mounting pleasure in giving all of the sluts the contentment and happiness of providing intense loving sensation to our Owner. Daddy reaches down between my legs as I suck his cock, finding and grasping my slippery clit between his fingers, squeezing and milking it making me intensify my rhythm.

Daddy is awash in the smells and sounds of five sluts desperate to please every inch of him, feeling our gratitude that we get this opportunity to make daddy feel divine, passionate moans and cries and whimpers as each of us mounts closer to orgasm with him. Daddy is our god and our reason for living, we are incapable of fully conveying our adoration and always striving to express it. I sense a more urgent moan from the slut sucking daddy's balls beside me, and in a split second I feel his cock grow impossibly rigid in my mouth, so close now to feeding his slut. Master's cock jumps in my mouth, one powerful jerk then another as a warm creamy load of special  milk fills my mouth, so velvety and rich on my tongue. I swallow it down along with the pulsing jets of cum that follow it as daddy's body stiffens all over in release. He tugs insistently on my clut, forcing me to cum along with him, waves of release wracking my body even as I feel the spurts come farther apart. Moaning and sated, all of us lay still for a moment, too spent to move.

I look up at our beloved master and grin, whispering, "Good morning, Daddy."

Later, Daddy and I stroll down the pretty tree-lined street in the morning, the sun just well over the horizon. Sluts are opening up the little shops on the square, a handful of the public works sluts so fetching with their slim nudity (wearing their uniforms of leather work boots, gloves, and hardhats along with a toolbelt), tidying up the green, obediently dropping to all fours when we approach, giving their foot-kisses with smiles and pert bottoms turned up for a smack with the crop, rolling over and taking their submissive position with arched backs and delighted grins. I release a couple of them from their poses and they immediately crawl to Daddy, pressing and rubbing against his lower legs and looking up wistfully at him waiting for him to unzip. One of the pair is bold and presses her face into the front of daddy's crotch, eager to get at the cock hidden behind the zipper, mouthing it through the fabric and making guttural little whimpers of needy urgency as she does. The other wraps her legs around daddy's leg, delicately rubbing her cunt on his pantleg while leaning back on her hands, cooing with her eyes half-closed and a sweet little smile on her lips, waiting. Both have "Cocksucking Slut" written in nice lettering across the tops of their breasts. I watch, smiling indulgently, standing beside a slut still in her greeting pose and dragging the tip of my crop over her bare silky skin, watching her nipples sharpen and point, seeing her force her knees wider hoping for a tap - or more - on her bare pussy from the crop.

It makes me feel so satisfied seeing how happy the sluts are when they have a the good fortune of a personal encounter with us unexpectedly. They are so motivated to please! Whenever we are out and about and run into a slut it is clear how excited and happy she is to have the opportunity to interact with us personally. She trembles all over with excitement, barely able to contain her joy as she gets on all fours and lovingly kisses first daddy's shoes, then mine, her bottom wiggling as she tilts it up high, tits jiggling as she leans her chest low, mind filled with anticipation, racing and she wonders: do I look pleasingly erotic? Did I remember to pack all the required items? What if they check? Did I groom myself adequately? Will they want to play with me? Will I get to suck His cock? Will this only be a few moments of erotic pleasure or will they stop and take several hours? Will I get fucked today? Maybe even get to cum for them? No matter how long or short the time we spend with her, she'll breathlessly relate every second of the experience to her sister sluts back at the dorm or house later, and all of them will squeal and ask her over and over again what happened, relishing and reliving every detail, each slut considering what she would have done if she had been the one to meet us.