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Date: Fri, 06 Jan 2006 20:59:10 +0000
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A Blow Job for Daddy by Tattletale "You had better stop now, honey. I don't
think it would be appropriate for me to come in your mouth. Maybe you should
finish me off with your hand." My beautiful daughter took her mouth off of my
cock and smiled up at me. "Well, Dad, it wouldn't really be a blow job unless
you came in my mouth, and it isn't like it would be my first time. I've sucked
off at least ten guys." "Well, if you really want me to," I said. Knowing that I
was close and ready to come at any time, she sucked enthusiastically. Damn, she
was good. I had never had such incredible head. She didn't bat an eye when I
started shooting. The load had been simmering in my balls for three days and was
enough for two men, yet she swallowed it with ease. "That was great, Dad. You
have the biggest cock I've ever sucked and you gave me the biggest load I've
ever had. Yum-yum!" I suppose I should explain how my daughter came to be on her
knees sucking me off. Eighteen-year-old Carol had just finished her freshman
year at a prestigious Ivy League school and was home on summer vacation. It cost
me a fortune to send her to that school, but some of my investments had paid off
so I could afford it. I wanted only the best for her. I had divorced my bitch of
a wife two years previously. She was impossible to live with after she became an
alcoholic. The experience left my psyche so scarred that I avoided women like
the plague. My sex life, consisting exclusively of voyeurism and masturbation,
could best be described as unhealthy. Shortly after Carol came home, I received
a mail order I had placed for several porno tapes. I always broke in new tapes
with lengthy masturbation sessions, so I loaded the tape into the VCR, stripped
off my clothes, and stretched out on my bed. In Carol's absence, I had become
very careless about closing my door. It was several inches ajar so that anyone
passing by would see what I was doing. I don't know how I could have been so
careless. Perhaps subconsciously I wanted to get caught. I stroked the length of
my greasy cock as I watched several men and women mate in some very imaginative
ways. I had been at it for about twenty minutes when a voice from behind my
right shoulder said, "Dad, do you want some help with that?" I believe I may
have had a very brief out-of-body experience at that instant. "Wow, look at them
go at it," she said, as she pointed at the screen. "Now those people have the
right idea. I sure would love to be in that pile with them." I quickly covered
myself with a pillow, but the harm had already been done. "Dad, you don't have
to be ashamed of masturbating. Sometimes I get so horny I rub my pussy raw. I
would be glad to lend a hand. You've done so much for me that the least I can do
is help you get your rocks off." If I hadn't been so unbearably horny, I would
have sent her on her way and there would not be a story to tell, but my cock was
doing my thinking for me. I didn't want to seem too eager and waited a couple of
minutes before responding. "I'm afraid you might be disgusted by it, honey," I
said. "No way, Dad. I've been jacking guys off since seventh grade. I love doing
it. Please let me jack you off. It would be the biggest thrill of my life." I
never actually gave her verbal consent I simply moved the pillow aside. She sat
next to me on the bed. When her soft hand encircled my cock, electricity seemed
to course through my body. It had been two years since my cock had been stroked
by someone else's hand. "This is really a beauty, Dad. I've never seen one this
big except in porno. It is a shame that this thing is going to waste. You need
to find a girlfriend to use this thing on. This fucker must be at least nine
inches long. Wow! Now you just relax, watch the people fucking, and I'll do the
rest. This is going to be fun for both of us." It seemed like a dream that I
would wake up from at any moment. Incest was for rednecks in trailer parks, not
for well-educated, refined, successful men like myself. Yet I did nothing to
stop her. My brain, filled with eighteen years of academic schooling, shut down
and my cock took over. The evil one-eyed monster was doing all of my thinking
for me. It was obvious that my daughter knew her way around a cock. Her
stimulation of the ultra-sensitive band of nerves just behind the head caused my
legs to jerk like frog legs in a frying pan. I nearly went over the edge when
she lowered her head and dropped a mouthful of warm spit on my cock to lubricate
it. It was impossible to take in everything that was happening on the screen. A
dozen people were involved in a variety of sex acts - gay, straight and
everything in between. "You really have good taste in porn, Dad," Carol said.
"That bitch with the strap-on is really hot. Did you know that I like girls,
too?" My daughter's shocking revelation was the straw that broke the camel's
back and my cock became a fountain. I came so hard that a gob of jism landed on
my cheek. "Wheee, that's it, Daddy, fire away!" She jacked me almost painfully
hard. My cum-cannon fired a volley all over my chest and belly. It was an orgasm
unlike any that I had produced with my own hand. My daughter's gleeful reaction
made it all the more intense. She continued jacking me even after the fireworks
ended. "Damn, Daddy. I've never seen anything like that before. You should be
making porno movies. You came like a fucking horse!" Carol brought a towel from
the bathroom and dried me. "I'll be glad to do you every day, Daddy. Even two or
three times a day. As many as you need." As she dried my cock, it began to
harden. "My, my, what have we here? Daddy, you really are a lecher. It looks
like I'm going to have to beat you off again." She didn't touch my cock that
time. Instead, she jacked me through the soft cloth. She giggled as the towel
slid up and down my shaft. I managed to last five minutes or so, then the cum
that had been left in my balls after my first orgasm shot into the towel. After
Carol left, I vowed that I would have no further sexual contact with her. I
shuddered to think what might happen when my cock started thinking for me. I
doubted my ability to resist her ample charms. However, my resolve only lasted a
few days. As I lay on my bed masturbating, I remembered how good my daughter's
hand had felt on my cock. Her playful demeanor had made it all seem so harmless.
I went to her room with my hard-on bobbing in front of me. She was lying on the
bed watching TV in a skimpy bra and panties. She smiled when she saw me. "I was
wondering how long you could hold out, Daddy. Come and let nurse Carol treat
that swelling between your legs." She tossed aside her panties and bra and stood
naked in front of me. It is difficult to find the words to describe her
beautiful body. Superlatives like flawless and awesome seem to fall short. Her
pear-shaped tits were small but perfect, with swollen nipples pointing toward
the ceiling. The seductress arched her back to make the fruity orbs more
prominent. My eyes were drawn to her sweet cunt, the jewel of her body. Only a
thin strip of silky hair ran down her slit. She found some excuse to turn so I
could see the perfection of her ass. My cock, now completely out of my control,
bobbed a salute to the golden globes. "Daddy, I have decided that you deserve
far more than a hand job. I will not take no for an answer. You are the
handsomest man I know, and I am going to have my way with you." That brings me
back to the beginning of my story with Carol on her knees in front of me,
smacking her lips after tasting my essence for the first time. I was deeply
ashamed of myself for my inexcusable behavior, but felt a little better when I
reminded myself that she had been the initiator. The sense of shame passed
quickly. "You know, Daddy, it really isn't fair that you are getting oral sex
and I'm not. I think it's time for something a little more advanced." Everything
seemed to be happening in slow motion as she pushed me back and mounted me sixty-
nine style. I watched in awe as her dainty cunt descended on my mouth. The tip
of her clit had emerged from the hood and glistened like a tiny, pink pearl. She
began grinding the soft flesh down against my lips. It had been a long time
since I had eaten pussy, but I suppose it is like riding a bicycle - once you
learn how, you never forget. I stuffed my tongue up into my daughter's fuck-hole
and swirled it in circles. I traced wet circles around her prominent button and
then slashed my tongue down her slot all the way to her wrinkled anus. I made
numerous round trips between her ass-hole and her cum-trigger by various routes,
left side, right side, and creamy center. Carol began humping my mouth so
vigorously that she flossed my teeth with her cunt-hairs. I had seen porno
queens who seemingly had the ability to ejaculate but I had thought it was a
trick until then. Carol's juices spilled down my flushed cheeks and dripped off
my chin. I gave her lovely tits a squeeze that triggered another orgasm. Carol
took my drooling cock from her mouth and began licking it like a popsicle.
Delightful obscenities streamed from her mouth in between licks. "Oh, Daddy, I
love your beautiful cock. It tastes so good. Give me some more of your sweet
juice. I want to eat the same stuff that made me. Make your cock shoot in my
mouth, Daddy. You can try to hold it back, but I will get it sooner or later."
She finished the lewd outburst, took my cock back into her mouth, and sucked
like a whore trying for a big tip. Where had she learned to suck a cock so
skillfully? I struggled to hold back, but I was losing the battle. Carol humped
my mouth frantically as she succumbed to one orgasm after another. I triggered a
strong one by pulling on her nipples. Her moans rippled through my cock. All of
my senses were overwhelmed. She retched as I shot my load against her tonsils.
We both went into such violent orgasmic convulsions that I don't know how we
stayed connected. The storm gradually passed and she lay heavily on top of me,
her chest heaving against my belly. She turned around and snuggled against my
hairy chest. "Wow, Dad, wherever did you learn to eat pussy like that? You
nearly sucked me inside out. I just love your cream. My God, there is so much of
it. I've never gotten so much out of a cock. Your second one was as juicy as
your first." "How many people have fucked you?" I asked. "Oh, Daddy, you don't
want to know that." "I always thought you were so innocent, but it turns out
that you are really a little slut. As your father, I should be outraged, but I'm
really only excited and curious." "You should be glad your little girl is a
slut, Dad. If I wasn't we wouldn't be doing this. You will have to fuck me, you
know. Neither of us will be satisfied until you have speared me with this big,
beautiful cock." My cock, still glistening with her spit, was stretched out on
my belly like a snake sunning itself on a rock. She ran her fingertips down the
underside to my balls, traced a figure-eight around them and then made her way
back up to the head. She repeated the technique until my cock began to rise. "It
works every time," she said with a giggle. My prick was soon hard enough for her
to stroke with her fist. "Carol, I don't think it would be proper for us to
fuck," I said. "Maybe we should just stick to what we have done so far. I can't
see any real harm in hand jobs and blow jobs. Fucking is something entirely
different." "Daddy, if you won't fuck me, I'll fuck you!" She suddenly mounted
me and impaled herself on my cock. She grinned down at me as she lowered herself
until the twin globes of her ass were against my thighs. "How does it feel to
have your cock in a tight pussy again, Dad? Now aren't you glad that I took the
initiative." Her cunt became slicker as she posted up and down on me. "I
exercise my pussy muscles every day, Daddy. How do you like the way it feels?"
She giggled as she clamped down on my cock. "I bet Mom couldn't do that, could
she?" She was right. Neither her mother nor any other woman I had fucked had had
that ability. Each time she lifted her sweet ass off of me, she tightened that
wonderful cunt. The tightness was like a hand job, the wetness like a blow job.
It was everything combined into one act. Carol bent forward and swung her tits
back and forth against my face. "Come on, Dad, I can tell by the way you are
staring at my tits that you're just dying to nurse on them." I grabbed a tit and
began sucking. The nipple was swollen like a tiny cock. I filled my mouth with
it, the aureole, and as much of the surrounding tit-flesh as would fit. "That's
the idea, Dad. Get it all in your mouth." After twenty minutes of her riding me,
I said, "I'm ready to get on top now, honey." She rolled off onto her back and
spread her legs wide. I hooked her legs in the crooks of my arms to hold them
back and stabbed at her pussy until my spear found the target. She sucked in her
breath as I sank most of my shaft into her. "Oh, yes, Daddy, that's it. My pussy
has never been stretched so wide." Carol huffed and puffed as I relentlessly
fucked her. I was determined to screw her better than she had ever been screwed
before. Her sharp fingernails raked across my ass, not hard enough to draw blood
but certainly hard enough to get my attention. I smoothly propped her legs on my
shoulders and pinned her wrists to the bed. "Oh, yes, Daddy, I love to get
fucked like this. Nobody has ever fucked me this good. OH, DADDY, FUCK ME
HARDER. RAPE ME, DADDY! YOU'RE MAKING ME CUM AGAIN. SHOOT YOUR HOT CUM INTO ME!
OH, YES, UHU..UHU..UHU..UHU..I'M CUMMING!" The Kegel contractions in her cunt
pulled my trigger and I shot my load into her. My orgasm was just as intense as
the others, perhaps even more so. I shrugged Carol's legs off of my shoulders.
She planted her feet for leverage and bucked up against me. Our bellies slapping
together sounded like an ass-spanking. Our convulsions gradually subsided and we
lay quivering in each other's arms. A moment of almost unbearable self-loathing
came and went. I rolled to the side and we lay in silence, staring at the
ceiling. Both of us were gasping for air like fish out of water. When our bodies
and minds recovered somewhat, Carol said, "Daddy, do you know what my best
girlfriend always says? She says that a girl isn't truly a slut until her father
has fucked her. I guess you could say that you have made a true slut out of me."
"Carol, we can't do this again. It just isn't right for a man to fuck his
daughter. We must put this behind us and never mention it again." She slowly
began stroking my cock and I did nothing to stop her. How weak I was! "Don't be
silly, Daddy. How long do you think you could hold out? And anyway, you've got
one more hole to fill."
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