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Subject: Title story: "Daddy Makes On Me" Author: Incestor 61601966
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Date: Fri, 09 Dec 2005 04:03:36 +0000
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Daddy Makes On Me
My daddy pees on me and I like it. Sometimes I even beg him to whip out his big
dick and take a leak right on my face. How did I get this perverted, some people
may wonder?
Well, it all started last year when my father and I went on vacation to the
Jersey shore. We shared a room because we didn't have enough money for separate
quar- ters.
My being a well-developed 18 year-old girl shouldn't have been a problem. After
all, he was my father and we had rented a suite with a bedroom. He would use
that while I slept on a roll-away bed in the living room.
We checked in and found to our surprise that the suite assigned to us had a heart-
shaped bathtub right in the middle of the living room. Id heard about such
things from friends who went to the Poconos, but Id never seen one. Little did I
know how much trouble I would get into while luxuriating in it.
The day after we arrived my father went for a walk down the boardwalk to the
next town to check out a bar he'd heard about from a friend.
I did some swimming and, to be honest, some trolling for cute lifeguards. One
big hunk really made my pussy juice up. It was too bad that he already had a
girl- friend.
Frustrated and covered with salt water, I came back to the suite and decided to
take a bath. I ran the water and stripped out of my bikini. In the mirror over
the dresser I could see my foxy body. My tits are real bouncy and many a guy has
drooled his saliva over my pencil-eraser nipples.
So there I was, lying in the water and feeling real horny. I started
massaging my clit, hoping for a big cum. That lifeguard's little bathing suit
had burned itself in my brain and I kept thinking about taking it off without
using my hands.
I was all worked up and ready to cum when suddenly my father walks out of
the bedroom.
He'd been there the whole time! There I am with my tongue hanging out and my
hand splashing away at my cunt and my own father sees me. I could have died
on the spot.
"Sally," he shouted, "what the hell is going on here? What are you doing?" He
sounded furious, which, con- sidering I was only jerking off, seemed too severe
a reaction.
"I'm sorry. It's just that . . . How could I explain this?
"It's just that you're a little slut," he answered for me. "A whore. A
fingerfucking cunt just like your mother."
He was livid as he dragged up memories of my mother, a cold bitch who abandoned
us when I was five. I also realized that he was drunk and Daddy does not hold
his liquor well on the rare occasions when he has a few. He kept screaming
obscenities and insults at me. Could they hear us in the next room? This was so
embarras- sing.
"I oughta take you over my lap. I oughta beat you black and blue. You little
pig. Rubbing your cunt like that right in our room."
He stumbled toward me as he raved and ranted. I just stayed in the tub hoping
that the soapy water covered my tits and pussy because I knew if he saw them
he'd get even madder.
When he got up close to the tub Daddy did the most insane thing I've ever seen.
He opened his fly and whipped out his cock and started peeing on me.
"Stop, stop," I screamed. "What are you doing?"
His hot stream was going all over my face and hair, dripping down into the
bath water.
"A little jerk-off whore like you deserves to be peed on. Take this and like
it." He grabbed my head and pissed right onto my closed mouth.
I couldn't breath, so I had to open my lips for some air. A thick stream of
urine blasted right in and I swallowed it in my shock.
To my amazement it was delicious, a salty-treat for my palate. I was instantly
hooked. "More, more, piss on me some more," I begged. He ran his endless stream
over my face. I began masturbating furiously. Now all he yelled was
encouragement.
"Frig that little clit. Comn you little piss whore. Let me see you come. You
wanna come, donut you?"
"Yes, yes, Daddy. Help me come." I stood up in the tub. He was smart enough to
aim his piss right at my cunt as I diddled my clit shamelessly for him. The warm
urine went all over my hands and into my pussy, getting me off almost instantly.
My hips bucked from the force of my orgasm and I had to sit back in the pissy
water to avoid falling down. All his piss was out by now and I knew what he
needed to cap this off.
"Come here," I ordered. He looked horrified at what he had done in his drunken
rage, but he moved in close anyway.
I took his prick in my hand and it got hard almost instantly. I pulled him close
and began tonguing his pissy penis. It was flavored by his delicious urine.
Gobbling him down my well-practiced throat, I made him come in a minute. He must
have been incredibly horny. I swallowed his love juice into my stomach where it
mixed with his tangy piss.
"Oh, baby, I'm so sorry," he said, hugging me. I told him not to worry about it,
that this was just the beginning.
And it was.
End
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