He stood there and downed it. His hand was trembling and his breath irregular. Mine was too, and it was hard to keep my hands from trembling. It wasn't from fear – it was from a burning need that was slowly consuming me and getting harder to control by the minute.
He gulped the last of his drink down and came back to his chair. I was hoping he'd had enough whisky that it would make him totally uninhibited. I also felt like a devilish vixen, leading him on, urging him toward fucking me.
"Sheila, you know you're a mighty beautiful young woman. I'm not sure this is right."
"Daddy, what is right, or wrong for that matter? I've heard all the things people and society say is wrong, yet in some form, sometimes just wishful thinking, they have done all these things. I don't know of a girl in my class at school that hasn't masturbated at least once in her life, and I'll bet if you admit it, you have and all the boys have. I don't think we humans differ that much from each other."
He laughed out loud, relaxing as he did so.
"I think you're right, sweetheart. Five or six boys I ran around with, held a circle jerk to see who had the biggest organ and could ejaculate the farthest. I'm sure you know what I mean."
"Daddy, you can go ahead and relax. I've heard all the nasty, dirty words at school for a man's peter and his cum, a girl's pussy, twat, ass and tits, fucking, screwing, sucking and plain old getting it on. So tell it like it happened."
Another chuckle came from him. I had his shirt out and open.
"Well, on with the story. Anyway, I felt silly as hell. All their dicks looked so much bigger than mine. Still, when I shot my load, I came in first. It landed a good inch ahead of them. You're right, we're all played with ourselves. I have the feeling you're right as well about the rights and wrongs of things."
I had his belt and the first button of his pants undone. I quit for a minute and wiggled down on his lap, snuggling my head against his hairy chest. I began playing with the hair on it, running my fingers and nails over it. He was thoroughly enjoying my attentions, I was enjoying the feel of his cock against my bare ass. It was still in his pants, but it was hard and I could feel it pulsing against my bare bottom. His hands were caressing my shoulders sensuously. It felt delightful.
"Daddy, I think right and wrong is not up to everyone, but up to the individual. It's what's right for them. If it makes us happy and pleases us, then it's right for us, as long as it doesn't hurt others or infringe on them in any way. What do you think?"
I was running my fingers along his stomach and his hand was stroking my spine and the small of my back, curving to stroke my curves, lingering on the round, firm muscles of my ass cheek, then over my hip and along the upper part of my leg. My hand had unhooked his zipper. My wiggling around caused it to unzip about an inch or so.
"I think you're right. At least, I do right now."
"Daddy, take your pants off. No, better yet, let me do it."
I jumped off his lap as he reached to finish unzipping them. I caught the waist and pulled them down. He raised his hips as I pulled them free from under him. Then I slid them down. Taking them off, I laid them aside, undid his shoes, taking them and his socks off. I can't explain why, but I had an uncontrollable urge to kiss his feet and I did, each toe, until I had kissed and run my tongue over each toe and every inch of his feet. He reached down, caught me under my arms, and pulled me up and onto his lap. His eyes met mine and I felt more love and need than I'd ever felt in my life. Tenderly, love swept through me, turning me weak like putty. Everywhere we touched I felt a tingling, prickly fire. I could see and feel all the love in the world one person could ever feel for the other, as if he were worshipping me through to my soul. It was making my spirit soar in rapture, knowing he alone really loved and wanted me, needed me as I needed him.
My stomach was fluttering like a thousand butterflies were loose in it, but I wasn't trembling nearly as much as my dad. I could feel all my love draining out of me and, washing over him; and through him. I knew, no other love would, ever equal what the two of us were feeling and sharing at that moment, that there could be no wrong in anything we did, that the love we held for each other made everything right. We were heady with the love we felt and the taste of our forbidden fruit, for our feast was there, before us.
He took my face in his trembling hands as he had a thousand times since I was a little girl, but now there was something more meaningful in it than there had ever been before. He slowly drew me to him, and began kissing my forehead, eyes, nose, chin, each kiss adding little fires to the ones already dancing through me. As his lips closed on mine, I felt a climax burst in me, sending a quiver of pleasure racing through me. His tongue sought my mouth. He ran it inside my lips, over my teeth, under my tongue and over it. It felt like a hot poker in my mouth as he explored. I sucked on his tongue, running my tongue around his as I slid an arm around his neck, and an arm around his back, pulling him against me as fiercely as I could.
I wanted to crawl totally into his body, submerge myself in him so I'd be one with him, welded and fused together from now until eternity. Our kiss only seemed a moment, yet aged and grew up in those moments by leaps and bounds. His hands explored my flesh, his flesh as he came to know it.
As our kiss broke, I realized I'd been moaning. He picked me up. I could feel his hard cock bumping against my butt as he walked. It felt like a red hot piece of steel burning me at each step. He carried me up the stairs to his room where he laid me on the bed, then crawled onto it beside me, scooting me to the middle.
He bent, kissing me along my neck and ears, across my shoulders. A hand explored my tits, tweaking the burning hard nipples. He tongued over and around my throbbing nipples, they felt like they would pop straight off. A free hand was playing over and teasing the flesh on my stomach, running his fingers through the hairs on my mound of love.
Each touch of his burning tongue made my body tingle, squirm, writhe, and twist beneath it, each lick a flame shooting into my core. He passed by my mound, going down one leg, licking my flesh. He licked each toe, sucking them into his mouth, running his tongue between them. Then he did the same to the other foot as he began working his way back up my other leg. It was driving me bananas.
At my hip, he rolled me onto my stomach, brushing my hair out of the way. He began giving my shoulders and back a tongue bath. His hands stroked my burning flesh, caressing my round buttocks, sending spasms and chills of pleasure racing along my spine as he worked downward.
I thought I'd lose my mind as his tongue ran over the cheek of my ass, then went on down the back of my leg to kiss and lick the sole of first one foot then the other. It felt wild as he worked back up, then over the round firm cheek of my rear. At the small of my back his tongue began working towards the cleft separating the round cheeks. Then it was flicking along the crevice.
I felt his hands spread them apart as the wet burning tongue dipped in. I jerked all over as his tongue played over my tight, brown opening. It felt like an electrical charge going up in me and I groaned in animal pleasure as I felt the burning tip probe and force its way past the tight muscle. I arched my body to meet the piercing heat like a cat that just had its back scratched.
Then he rolled me onto my back. Spreading my legs, he began kissing along my puffy, pouting, pussy lips, his wet tongue flicking out to touch them, sending goose bumps all over my body. I wanted to grab his head and bury his face in my burning cunt, hold him while he would lick its dripping wetness, clutch his head between my legs while he probed his tongue as deeply into my hole as he could get it, sucking out the flood of nectar from my love hole as the dam holding it was broken to slake his thirst.
I was rubbing my leg against him and was delighted in the sensuous feel of his flesh, muscles and hair against me as he rolled, scooting down to lie between my legs, his head resting at my crotch.
I lifted my head and looked into his eyes, sending out all the love I cherished for him to bombard his soul, mind and spirit. The returning love in his eyes told me he felt it as I did as his face lowered to my waiting, hungry pussy.
All walls and barriers crashed into dust as his mouth made contact with my burning lips. His tongue eased between them and I felt a climax explode and shake its way through me. My head fell back to the pillow and a moan of primitive need came from deep in me. My head was rolling from side to side as animal sounds came from my throat, with each lick along the velvet soft skin, moist from the explosions assailing my body. Sucking my clit into his mouth. He sent his tongue darting over the hard love button, driving my sexual tension ever upwards.
I could hear my voice whimpering and pleading as my need became more intense by the second. My hands were clutching and tearing at the sheets as my body thrashed beneath his tongue lashing. My head was tossing as I bit my lower lip to hold back screaming in the torrent of pleasure assailing my body as wave after wave washed over me. There was no part of my body that wasn't jerking as the spasms of pleasure raced through, tearing at my vitals.
It was hard to tell when one climax ceased and another began. My sexual tension was building to such a peak that my ecstasy was agony and my agony was ecstasy. I was on the brink of a great chasm and, as the physical feelings mounted, my emotions intensified that I felt myself being hurled into space. The explosion in my sexual center went crashing outward, sweeping, everything before it. My head also exploded in a white, blinding light as my body melted to a mass of hot-liquid feelings. I screamed in the sheer ecstasy that swept through every fiber of my body, as toy intense emotions began to ebb. I heard myself begging him, "Fuck meee, oh, fuck meee. I've got to have you in me!"
He crawled up over me, kissing my stomach and then my tits, sucking the nipples into his burning mouth. I could see his hard cock, throbbing with need to be buried in my waiting hole. Reaching between our bodies, I took it lovingly in my hand. At the touch, it felt hot, and the heat ran up my arm from my hand, making me tingle and feel giddy.
Then he lowered himself as I guided his throbbing tool to my wet, waiting sheath. When the head touched my opening, we both sighed. His cock was a good seven inches or more and as big around as a half dollar, but not as fat as Bob's had been the night before. I drew my hand away as the head of it entered my opening. I put my hands on his round, firm ass, pulling him to me as his cock began sliding into me. Our mouths were locked together in the wild, wanton passion coursing between our bodies.
As it slid into me, I felt the combined heat of his prick penetrating into my burning depths fusing us together. We were no longer two people, but one, welded together in a bond few could ever understand, only those who had crossed barriers – to share the deepest, most rewarding love of all. We were sharing that love now, as we tossed away the taboos set by ignorance and the narrow-minded.
I arched my hips to meet his inward thrust, slow and gentle as he eased it to my depths impaling me on every inch of his throbbing manhood. As his cock penetrated me, he lay still for a few moments, letting me feel the blood pulsing in his cock, and jerking it to send burning sensations to my sexual center. He branded my soul as the muscles in my pussy spasmed in answer, tightening like a glove around the burning organ of love. Like a sword forged of the strongest steel, his cock was sheathed in my perfect fitting scabbard.
Slowly, he began rotating his hips as he worked his dick in and out. At each plunge, I'd tighten my cunt muscles and hunch my hips to take every inch of it, amidst our sighs of pleasure. Pulling it almost out, he'd slide his cock back in as I wiggled and tightened my pussy.
Each thrust into me sent my senses reeling, pushing my mind back to the animal urges and needs of my body. My body was ritually thrashing beneath him in pagan urges that are born instinct in us, raking his back and biting his shoulders in wild, animal abandon, beautiful in the rapport we were sharing.
Each stroke he drove and pounded into me wildly. His dark desires seized him until our bodies met in wild, total abandon, thrashing in our wild mating and coming together like two wild animals tearing at each other, in our effort to consume and engulf each other. I could feel his cock pounding into me as I'd hurl my cunt and ass up to meet him.
Our climax was drawing near as our grunts, and groans became labored, whimpering even more animal-like than ever. Then the dam burst and our screams of pleasure came from deep within. I felt his cum burst in me, washing my walls with liquid fire, as my juices flooded to engulf his tool.
It was like a raging inferno of liquid, hot lava running in us. Each stream of his white sperm shot into me, then oozed out around the hard staff as his cock drove to fill my cavity. My legs were thrashing about one second, then wrapped fiercely around him the next, burying my heels into his ass cheeks, trying to force more of him into my depths. It was like bolts of lightning exploding in my cunt and a steady stream of cum shooting into me, surging through me.
I was half crazy with delirium at so many beautiful sensations running through me as each climax shook its way through my body, each soul shattering in wild pagan beauty. Each thrust of his cock caused me to babble and whimper in my frenzied condition. I felt like my being exploded. My head tossed and turned and I was hurled into the universe past the stars into a black void. Then I was floating down as light as a feather, and he was with me, holding me, kissing me, hungrily tasting my mouth, leaving his taste in me.
Our mouths were still locked in a soul-searching kiss and, to my surprise, he still had a raging hard-on. I didn't want him to pull it out of me; I wanted more. As he pulled it from me, I felt empty and our kiss broke as he rolled off of me. His cock was sticking up like a flagpole. "Why stop?"
"Just to rest a few minutes."
"Was it… I mean… am I good?"
"Must be. My dick is still ready to go."
"Daddy?"
"Yes?"
"Can I suck it?"
"If you want to."
I scrambled around, then took a good look at it. It was beautiful!
I ran my tongue over the head of it, tasting our juices still sticky on it. The smell of our sweat and the musky fragrance of our sex made me want it more as I wrapped my tongue around it, licking the whole shaft like a lollipop, right down to his balls, then I licked the sack clean, running my tongue into the crack of his ass and over his tight asshole, showing I wasn't afraid or ashamed to do everything to him he'd done to me. He squirmed and let out a sigh of contented pleasure as I continued licking. Then I eased back to his balls, sucking each one into my mouth.
He began playing one hand through my long hair, the other over my round, full ass and along the crack teasing the brown bud. I wiggled my rear as I lowered my mouth to his cock, flicking my tongue out to catch a drop of clear liquid that had oozed out to tempt my taste buds. I'd encircled the shaft with my hands and thrilled to its feel, the veins standing out taut beneath the velvet-soft flesh.
I eased my mouth down over the head, enclosing it in my warmth, teasing my tongue along the slit and hole, then running my tongue around the head until a low groan came from him. Easing my mouth down onto the shaft, I took as much as would feel comfortable, then worked up and down slowly as I applied gentle suction, using my tongue and gently nibbling with my teeth. I kept at this as I built my pace up, bobbing my head up and down in circular motions.
I craved the cum that would soon erupt from it, spewing into my mouth while I'd swallow and suck every drop of it until it was dry and none left to get.
Instinct guided me as I sucked the throbbing rod. I was cupping his balls in my hands, squeezing them gently as his hips twitched to my oral ministrations. He was fucking my face. Now I was taking at least three-fourths of it in, until it hit the back of my mouth, and it wasn't even choking me. Hungrily, I sucked on it as I let my fingers ease into his ass. He was so turned on I don't think he even realized my finger was there. Remembering how it had devastated my girlfriends and myself, I eased it into the tight opening until it was in to the hilt. My head bobbing on his pulsating cock, I began working my finger in and out of his ass. It was so hot and tight. It was driving me frantic.
Then I felt his cock swelling and I riveted my attention to it. I knew he was about to cum and I wanted every drop of that love juice more than I had ever wanted anything in my life.
I felt it traveling the length of his shaft and it came spurting full force into my mouth. His jism was like thick honey to me as I gulped it, swallowing it as I bobbed my head up and down, each down stroke shooting more of the hot cum into my mouth. I swallowed it as fast as I could but he just kept cumming. It must have been a cupful, but I didn't care. I knew I was going to get every drop. My nostrils were filled with the smell of our combined cum in the hairs around his cock.
As his hips jerked out his final meager flow of cum, I realized he had two fingers buried deep in my ass and was sawing them into me. It felt so good I wanted more, realizing his dick was still full hard, throbbing like it was natural for it to go this way every day.
"My Lord, Sheila. You're like a shot of vitamins to me. My cock hasn't stayed this hard in years."
"Man! It's okay with me because I feel like I could do this day and night. There isn't anything I don't want to do with you or have you do to me."
"You sound like a little sex maniac."
"I am. But I belong to you. Don't you like it?"
"Yes, I do. That's the problem."
"What's the problem?"
"I don't think I can get enough of you."
"We can sure try."
"But some slick-talking guy will come along and win you one day."
"Maybe. Maybe not. But if he does, when he's not around I'll be in bed with you going ape."
"We'll see."
I was stroking and playing with his beautiful dick, and be my pussy.
"Daddy."
"Have you ever fucked anyone in their butt?"
"Why?"
"Your fingers felt delicious back there and I'm still a virgin there. I want you to teach me and do me there!"
He got up and went into the bathroom. Returning, he had some Vaseline. He got onto the bed and between my legs. Pulling a pillow down, he raised my hips and put it under me, then a towel he was also carrying, that I hadn't noticed. This he put under me too, the long way with half of it trailing down between our legs. Then he took some Vaseline from the jar and spread it between my cheeks, covering my tight hole liberally, then smeared it onto his shaft.
"Yes, I've done it before."
Those were his only words as he raised my legs up over his shoulders. His eyes glazed with lust and the deep passions running wild in him.
He took his rod and ran it up and down my greased crack. Each time it passed over the brown bud of my anus, a thrill ran up my ass, causing me to want it all the more.
I felt the head pushing against me.
"Just relax, honey, and don't fight against it. If it hurts too much, say so and I'll stop. If it stays hurting. I'll take it out."
"All right, Daddy."
I felt the pressure again and wiggled my ass to help get it started. I caught my breath as the head passed the tight opening, popping in. A little pain ran up inside of me, but it didn't hurt near as bad as that first cock had the night I was raped. He paused, letting me get used to his cock, talking softly and soothingly to me all the time. Then he eased it into me until two or three inches were in and stopped again.
"Hurting?"
"No. Well, just a little, but not bad."
He began going in and out with just that much in me for a few minutes. As he came in, I raised my hips, with my legs clasping him. By three more strokes, I was taking five inches up my ass. It felt so delicious I slid another inch and a half into me. On the next stroke, every fraction of his cock was buried in my ass to the hilt. It drove me wild as I'd tighten the muscles around it. Now he was as wild an animal as I'd been before. Every time his cock would slither into the hilt, animal sounds of enjoyment would come from him. He was totally beside himself, pounding his cock into me. A primitive wild thing in wanton abandon, throwing all caution to the wind, I joined him in our pagan lovemaking, hurling my ass onto his prick.
It was so frantic and wild, we both exploded together in a wild frenzy. The feel of his hot cum pouring into my ass unleashed a climax in me like none other I'd had, racking my body in spasms. My juices were streaming from my cunt, his from my ass.
Then it was over except for the weak trembling of my body, as we both fought for air. He wiped his cock clean as he pulled it from me. This time it was going limber. He wiped my butt clean with tender care.
"Come on, sweets. Out of bed and let's take a shower!"
I followed him weakly into his bathroom where we bathed together. He washed every inch of me with his hands and perfumed soap.
The next morning, my girlfriends and I said tearful good-byes to each other. But I knew that soon, we would be sucking each other's pussies into sweet oblivion.
Sure enough, a few days later, the phone rang. It was Norma. Yes, she could go out to eat with us. Yes, she could spend the night with us. Not only could she spend the night, she could spend two nights with us if my father didn't mind. I asked her to hold on while I checked with him.
I told him what the deal was, then turned back to the telephone to tell her he'd be glad to see her.
Turning, I looked at his beautiful nude body and thought to myself – that cock of yours is going to get a workout this weekend. At least I had the feeling it was if I had anything to say about it. I knew for sure Norma wanted some of it, and Barb was going to give him her cherry.
"Let's fuck again. My pussy aches for your cock to be in it. I want it now."
He pulled me to him and kissed me, running his hands over my flesh, feeling my butt, then pulled away.
"Honey, it's 6:15. By the time I get dressed and shaved, you get dressed and ready, it'll be time to go pick the girls up. We got lots of time for all the sex together we want."
"Yes. I guess you're right."
It was fun walking around naked and watching him the same way. I wished this dinner thing wasn't happening, nor the two girls staying tonight and tomorrow night. I wanted to gorge myself on his flesh.