I waited until almost one in the morning before heading upstairs. Everyone had gone to bed two hours ago, but I wanted to be extra cautious. Despite my urge to throw caution to the wind so I could get my kicks, the rational side of me was still in charge. And so, in the wee, quiet hours of the night, I padded my way upstairs and headed to my dad's bedroom. He didn't know I was coming. I hadn't talked to him about it. When I opened his door and slipped quietly into his room, I could tell he was asleep.Closing the door behind me, I didn't bother locking it. I was sure my sisters were sleeping anyway. Plus if either of them discovered my dad's door locked, that would raise suspicions on its own. But I wasn't worried. Walking over to his bed, I lifted back the covers and climbed in. I was wearing my favorite silky night shorts and a long t-shirt. I had taken my bra off for bed, of course. My skin tingled near constantly, all over. Wow, I was so worked up!But first, I wanted to talk to m
My dad's moans were a testament to me doing a good job, so I thought. So I hoped. I kept at it, pleasuring my father with my mouth for what felt like hours. Up and down. Up and down. His penis slid in and out of my mouth while my tongue caressed it on all sides. He placed one hand on my head after a while, but just held it there gently. But not long after, I felt his other hand slide onto my scalp. His fingers tangled in my hair and his moaning grew louder.Refusing to get distracted, I squeezed my lips tighter around his penis while my head continued its up and down movements. Still stroking him, I licked and lapped at every side of his penis in my mouth. Faster. Up and down. I stroked him. His breathing was getting louder. Faster. I licked the tip of his penis and it twitched. I quickened my stroking hand. He moaned. Pushing my head down, I let my tongue glide along the bottom of his shaft. On my way back up, I started gently suckling my lips around his shaft.My father's hands on m
"You're doing just fine, sweetie," he whispered encouragement.Nodding once, I turned my eyes back to the pole my hand was wrapped around. Then I pushed my head forward and kissed the tip of his penis. He didn't make any noise. Opening my lips a touch, I pushed my head a little further. The tip of his penis forced my mouth open wider as I took half of it inside."That feels wonderful," my dad breathed.My tongue was pressed against the bottom of my mouth, behind my lower row of teeth. Feeling timid, I slowly liberated it from where it huddled, lifting it up. Then I reached out with the tip, brushing it against my father's penis.He moaned.Swallowing, my lips compressed around the head. As soon as I could, I forced my mouth to open wider. Then, very slowly, I pushed my head down. My father's shaft slid inside my mouth. He gasped, which encouraged me. So I pushed a little more. The tip of his penis brushed the roof of my mouth.Just then, my father hissed. The noise spooked me and I ya
I was nodding by the time he finished talking. But I was also exhaling and inhaling rapidly through pursed lips, like I was hyperventilating. His words soothed me, though. And his hand on my cheek was so loving and caring, I couldn't help but calm down a little. The nervous swarm of butterflies in my belly receded somewhat.And then another thought popped into my head. Something that might just take my attention off my newfound phobia of having sex. My dad still had his hand on my face and he was smiling warmly at me. Biting my lip, I asked, "I... I have another idea. S-something I want to t-try. T-tonight."He frowned at my stammered words and then asked, "Like what?"I bit down harder on my lip. Then I looked right into his eyes and blurted out, "I want to give you a blowjob."As the horror of what I had just suggested started to settle in my brain, my dad immediately answered. "Ok," he said, his smile broadening encouragingly.My discomfort left me completely and I sat there, breat
I didn't go to him that night. I was just too worried. And he never came to see me, either. Maybe he had the same thoughts as I did. That worried me, too. Fuck. Way too much worrying lately! It was annoying. And upsetting. And it made my stomach feel sour.The next day was different, though. It was Saturday, so dad didn't have to work. It had been a week since we all went to the beach together. And two days since my father had woken me up with oral sex. I spent the day with the family, for the most part. I did some research into what classes I was going to take next semester. The summer was almost over, so I would be heading back there soon. I already had my classes decided before I came home, but I wanted to look them over one last time in case I decided to change my schedule. In the end, I left it alone. I had picked sixteen credit hours. I knew it was a lot, but I also knew I could handle it. And maybe it would help keep my attention off things at home. Of course, the "things at ho
His head popped out of my crotch and I could hear him panting for breath. I tried to lift my head to look down at him, but I had no strength. I felt him start crawling over me, climbing up the side of my body until his head was right next to mine. He was breathing heavily into my ear. He pushed me gently, rolling my body onto my side until he was spooning me. Then I felt him press up against me from behind. Oh! He was naked. And his penis felt hot against my butt."You're hard, daddy," I murmured. I wanted to reach down and take hold of his penis and stroke him until he came, but I was just too weak."Yeah, I know," he said. And then he was pushing against me. He reached a hand down between my legs and I felt his fingers dig into my thigh. He pulled, lifting my leg a few inches. Then I felt his hot, erect penis slide in between my legs. I couldn't help but groan as I felt it tickle the underside of my crotch."I can't move," I said, feeling useless as my father began to push himself f