His huge cock head worked into my throat.
I gagged painfully and my eyes filled with tears. But I kept pushing. My lips crept down the shaft of his throbbing cock toward the base.
'You don't have to do that…' Daddy started to say, but his pleasure overtook him as he felt the gagging of my throat blissfully squeeze at his cock head.
I couldn't believe how filled with cock meat my throat was. I had taken him all. My nose was buried in the thick patch of pubic hair at the base of his stalk, making it even more difficult to breathe. I pulled back up very slowly, using my throat muscles to maximize Daddy's pleasure.
I worked his cock in and out of his throat smoothly and steadily.
I pulled up so that only his cock head was in my mouth.
Then I pushed back down until once again I gripped him at the hilt.
This wasn't just a blow job.
Daddy was fucking my face!
All of his muscles stiffened.
His cock got even thicker and harder — although I wouldn't have thought that possible if I hadn't felt it for myself. He bucked wildly. I knew that I didn't have long to wait before he spewed his spunk. I pulled up so that my lips were clutching very hard at the ring of scar tissue at the base of his glans.
I didn't want him to come with his cock down my throat. That way the semen would miss my tongue and I wouldn't be able to savor the masculine flavor of that slippery seed — which was one of the parts of the oral sex act I had been looking forward to the most.
He began to scream.
'C–C-C–COOOOMMMIINNGG!' Daddy called out.
I guess I could have figured that part out for myself.
Suddenly the piss hole dilated and his cock spewed.
My mouth was filled completely with his sperm and I puffed out my cheeks. I began to swallow as hard as I could in a vain attempt to keep all of Daddy's silver seed inside my mouth. There was a lot more of the jam than I thought there was going to be. The fuck juice was also hotter than I had anticipated and for a moment I thought that my cheeks and my tongue were being scalded by the thick spunk. I could feel the rich goo rolling out from the stretched corners of my mouth heading for my chin to cool.
The come had the texture of raw egg whites, I noticed, as it rolled down my working gullet toward a warm spot that was forming in the pit of my stomach.
I wasn't going to stop sucking until all of his come was sucked out.
I pumped his balls.
I pumped once for every beat of his racing heart.
I simulated Daddy's natural throbbing in this manner.
I also pumped up and down on the shaft of his dick with my fist.
I milked him.
I wanted to suck his scrotum dry. I wanted him to be able to fuck me forever before getting the urge to shoot his cream again.
His come was over.
Most of the fuck juice was on my belly, though some was on my face, my hand and Daddy's dick. His cock immediately lost its urgent rigidity.
I pulled my mouth off of his deflating glans and closed my mouth.
My jaw felt as if it were badly in need of oil. Rusty.
It felt like years since I had last closed my mouth.
I pumped his cock a couple of times and saw a bead of post-orgasmic dogwater form at his piss hole.
I licked this away with a single swipe of my slightly curled tongue tip and Daddy sighed with his glow.
He was flat on the floor and his chest was still heaving up and down as he struggled to catch his breath.
He was wet from sweat just as I had been after I came. My throat wasn't sore at all, in spite of the way I had ravaged myself.
I licked the head of his cock clean and then the shaft.
I released my grip on the shaft of his cock and his balls.
His dick slouched onto the inside of his thick thigh.
'Are you sure you never did that before?' Daddy asked me.
I giggled. 'Honest, Daddy.'
'You do it like an expert.'
'It must be beginner's luck,' I exclaimed modestly.
'I think you are just a natural lover, pumpkin.' Daddy was sincere.
'That's the nicest thing anyone ever said to me, Daddy,' I said.
'It's true.'
'Thank you very much, Daddy,' I said. I crawled up on top of him so we could kiss on the lips. Once again we rolled our tongues together and swapped spit.
'I'll be hard again soon,' Daddy said.
'Uh huh,' I said. I cleared my throat. 'I hope it won't be too long.'
'Sweetheart,' Daddy replied, 'you are so sexy it might be more than a few minutes.'
We stood up and kissed. I had to get up on my tip toes and Daddy had to stoop over. I intertwined my fingers at the back of his strong neck and he put the palms of his hands on the small of my back.
'Let's go up to the bedroom,' Daddy said when the kiss was over. I could feel my erect nipples throbbing against his hairy chest. I pushed forward a little harder so that my tits were flat against him.
He ground forward with his loins and I could feel his prick on my abdomen, still flaccid. Daddy slid his hands downward until he was clutching securely at my milky white ass cheeks.
He kneaded my ass flesh.
Daddy took my tiny hand and gave it a little squeeze.
He led me to the foot of the staircase. I remembered watching him come down those same stairs earlier in the morning. It hadn't been that long, but it seemed to me as if a lifetime had passed.
He took me up to the master bedroom and we got on the bed together. Daddy shut the door securely behind us even though there was no one else in the house. I guess it made him feel more secure.
Daddy rolled over on his back and I began to stroke his thighs. I moved the tips of my fingers to the base of his huge wrinkled scrotal sack so I could tickle him lightly there. I cupped his balls in my palm with my fingers spread apart and I heard him moan. I could actually feel his testicles beginning to swell, and I could tell that the ache was returning there. Daddy's cock began to grow. I could see that the head of his prick was becoming engorged before the rest of the shaft; I clutched his balls securely and pumped them regularly, imitating his natural throbbing. I released my grip on his balls and moved my hand to his cock, which was visibly larger and harder by this time. I lifted the head of his dick from the inside of his muscular thigh with my right thumb and forefinger and moved the phallus to the flat, hard plain of his belly so that it could grow to be a full-fledged boner with increased comfort. I arched my fingers and ran the tips up and down the underside of his cock, all the way from the base to the tip. I could see that the blue veins along the underside of his lance were once again swelling and becoming dilated, so that his dick was regaining its craggy appearance. I stroked him gently until he was as hard as a rock.
'Now, Daddy?'
'Yes, pumpkin.'
'What position should I get in?'
'Get on your hands and knees so I can take you from behind.'
Daddy wanted to fuck me dogggie-style. That was okay by me.
I didn't really give a shit what position we did it in.
As long as his cock got inside my pussy it would be just fine.
I sprawled on my belly and folded my hands beneath my cheek.
I pressed my loins against Daddy's bedspread for a moment and gyrated my hips, making a gurgling noise in the back of my throat from my growing incestuous lust. Daddy straddled my ass.
