Subject: Jane Ward - Sex With My Dad at a Restaurant
Written by: Jane Ward <daddyluvsjanie@yahoo.com>
Posted by: Kelly <pghkelly@yahoo.com>
Sent: Wed, 25 Jul 2007 06:00:50 -0700 (PDT)
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Kelly,
I really appreciate you taking the time to write back.
First: You asked, "Daddy fuck you good?" Now, what do you think? Or did you
really mean to ask for the details? :)
Yes!! He fucked me very good last night. He has been making love to me the
best that I have ever had. It is so special because of who he is, what he has
always meant to me, and as I have discovered, and accomplished lover. I'm not
too sure about your cousin Kristi. Like you, I think experience and maturity
add a lot.
Now, about those details. Last night was fantastic. Just being with Daddy
lately is more fantastic than it ever was before. We went to a restaurant
that had one of those round table booths. We could sit next to each other
there. After the waitress got our drinks and took our order, we sat quietly for
a little while, until I decided to take advantage of being behind the table. I
slipped my hand over his leg and in between his legs. A little of that and I
got bolder and unzipped his pants. I fumble around rather awkwardly until I had
his cock out, under the table cloth. I stroked it gently, and found myself
getting hungry enough to not wait for the food order. But before I could think
of a way to do it, the waitress returned with our salad. So much for efficiency.
The waitress looked at us and when Daddy wasn't paying attention, she gave me a
big smile and sort of a wink, before quickly turning to go. I think women have
better insight into some things than men ever will.
I made him leave his cock out, hidden by the table cloth, but handy...for my
hand. We finished the salad and just as I got playful again, there was Miss
Efficiency again. Should Dad tip her good for her efficiency or bad for her
interruptions? Anyway, that went back and forth until we had finished and
decided to relax with coffee. It was pleasant atmosphere and comfortable. That
is, until I started to get too playful and Daddy said, "Maybe we should go
somewhere else."
My dad drives a large Mercury, with no gap between the front seats, and the
center armrests folded up out of the way. As he started driving, I reached
across him to the door and pressed the seat controls. Yep. I moved his seat
way back from the wheel. Right there in the middle of traffic, with people in
the vehicles all around, maybe even sitting in higher vehicles where they could
see in if they wanted to, I unzipped those pants again, more efficiently this
time. I mean, after all, I wasn't paying attention to them. Why should they pay
attention to me? So, out came his cock, down went my head, and into my mouth it
went. That reminds me. I haven't described his cock. Maybe later. Too busy
right now with what's at hand...or in mouth. It was a great blow job if I must
say so, and he was pleasantly surprised. He probably thought he was beyond ever
getting that kind of service. I wander if Mother ever did that for him, when
they were young? Maybe I will find an opportunity to ask that kind of thing.
Would love to talk more with him about her and their relationship, now that we
have things more open between us. Oh, Yes! He did cum in my mouth (great
desert) and I was careful not to spill a drop. Wanted to keep it nice and
clean, not to mention really wanting it all. "Good to the last drop." Good
theme, Maxwell House.
After we got home, he had to relax for awhile. As he sat in his easy chair, I
got undressed...slowly...and went upstairs to freshen up and put on my robe. I
went back down and sat on the couch with my legs up...and showing off well. I
think he had been watching the History Channel but started surfing, and asked
what I would like to see. What I would like to see was not on TV, but I knew I
had to be patient. I offered to get us a drink while he found something to
watch.
I squirmed around on the couch until I "accidentally" had my robe loose and open
just enough so that I was a more interesting and tempting view than the girls in
the TV show. That seemed to eventually get to him and he came over and sat on
the floor looking up at me, and began to caress my legs, then gently upward,
bypassing my hungry pussy, across my tummy, my robe fully open now, then he
cupped my breast. I love the way he fills his large hand with one of those. He
held it like it was the most precious thing he had ever had in his hand. He
gently squeezed and massaged it awhile before moving so that his finger and
thumb gently held the nipple, which was quite hard, as you can imagine. Then
the other breast the same sweet way. Have I mentioned how gentle and loving my
father is with me? He raised up on his knees and leaned over to kiss me, long
and with slow, sweet loving tongue action.
After kissing his way back down my body and legs, all the way to my feet (with
stops at my tits and pussy), he stood and removed his clothes. I didn't help,
just lay there and watched...enjoyed, and anticipated. I opened my legs as he
knelt between them. He lowered himself as I guided his now hard cock into me..
He was looking lovingly into my eyes as he entered me. I love the way he does
that, before ever looking down where he is moving in and out of me. He likes
seeing that. With his instinct and my guiding hand, he doesn't have to see
where he is going. What a precious relationship.
He filled my craving body with his lovely sperm and relaxed on top of me. He
lay there, still in me, though a bit limp, until he was about to go to sleep.
We decided to moved to his bed, leaving his clothes lying there in the floor.
A good night's sleep and off to start a new day, with smiles for everyone we
met.
That enough detail, Kelly?
Have I mentioned that I love that man? In deep, wondrous love with my own
father! Wow! I do believe now there must be another man out there that I
could enjoy a similar loving relationship with, and marry. But until he finds
his way to me, I will enjoy the love that I have, to the fullest. It might just
work better now because I am not so much looking for him, he will have to be
looking for me. I am more content right now.
Love,
Janie
Jane Ward 07 - Sex With My Dad at a Restaurant