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From marty@ramlink.net Thu Jan 11 07:35:53 1996
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Daddy Makes On Me/ mf ws incest
From: marty@ramlink.net (Radioman)
Date: Thu, 11 Jan 1996 08:35:53 -0500

 
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Daddy Makes On Me 
by Radioman 

   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
didnıt have enough money for separate quarters. My being a
well-developed 18 year-old blonde 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. Iıd heard about these things 
from friends who went to the Poconos, but Iıd 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 heıd heard
about from a friend. I did some swimming and, to be honest,
some trolling for cute lifeguards. One big hunk really made
me pussy juice up. It was too bad that he already had a
girlfriend. 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 little body. My tits are real
bouncy and many a man 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 
lifeguardıs 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.

 Heıd 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.
   
 ³Sally!,² he shouted, ³what the hell is going on here? What
are you doing?² He sounded furious, which, considering I was
only jerking off, seemed too severe a reaction.       

 ³Iım sorry. Itıs just that . . .² How could I explain this?
   
 ³Itıs just that youıre a little slut,² he answered for me.
³A whore. A fingerfucking cunt just like your mother.²    

 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 embarrassing.      

 ³I 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.²  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.   

 ³Stop, stop,² I screamed. ³What are you doing?² 

 His stream was going all over my face and hair, dripping
down into the bath water.  

 ³A little jerk-off whore like you deserves to be peed on. 
Take this and like it.² 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 had to swallow it. To my amazement it was delicious, 
a saltytreat for my palate. I was instantly hooked.   ³More, 
more, piss on me some more,² I begged. He ran his endless 
stream over my face. I began masturbating furiously. Now all 
he yelled was encouragement.  

 ³Frig that clit. Comın you little piss whore. Let me see 
you come. You wanna come, donıt you?²
   
 ³Yes, yes, Daddy. Help me come.² 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.  

 ³Come here,² 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 tounging 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.   

³Oh, baby, Iım so sorry,² he said, hugging me. I told him
not to  worry about it, that this was just the beginning 
of our piss life together. And it was.


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