Stephen Jones - Sex With Daddy

"Goddamn," she said. "You really get wet, don't you? I never get that wet. Isn't this just wild?"

I didn't reply. I looked at the ceiling and savored the feeling of her first soft probes with the wiener as her fingers, so used to the folds and contours of her own body, began to explore me. Then, as she slowly slipped the firm wiener into my gaping opening, I must have gasped in the pure physical pleasure of it. There were no emotional involvements at all. This was what I had wished for – sheer, uncomplicated physical ecstasy. I could enjoy it as calmly as she had – could carry on a conversation – could even finish the last two puffs of my cigarette and put it into the ashtray.

She continued moving the wiener in and out of my throbbing hole as we talked to one another.

"How is it?" she kept asking. "How does it feel in your cunt like that? Is it good?"

"It's good," I told her, '-but press a little higher, like that. Harder and not so fast. That's right. Just like that."

"Oh, gosh. Isn't this exciting?"

"You know what I did yesterday, Sally, after you were finished and I got it out of you?"

"No, what?" She didn't interrupt her movements for even a split second.

"I went in and ate the raw hot dog."

"You what?"

"You heard me. What's wrong with that?"

"Well, nothing I guess… only… "

"You seem shocked, Sally. What is it, eating the raw wiener?"

Still her hands moved back and forth – one holding the hot dog and the other gently flickering my clit back and forth, "A little of both, I guess. I mean…"

"Didn't you know a lot of people do that?"

"Do what? Eat raw wieners?"

"No, dummy. Kiss each other there. You're not that square that you haven't heard of cock-suckers, are you?"

"Oh, sure, but that's different. I mean boys are different. I wouldn't mind that. Goddamn no, I think I'd kind of like it!"

"Well, they do it back, you know."

"Do it back? You mean they kiss girls down there?" For the first time since she had begun to move the hot dog inside me, she stopped.

"Sure," I said. "It feels real groovy."

"How do you know?"

"You really want to know?" I asked.

"Sure."

"And you promise not to tell?"

"Cross my cunt."

"Well," I began, "I used to know this boy, see, and he showed me. Don't stop moving it, Sally. Good, just like that. And anyway, he used to like to do that. He said I couldn't get pregnant that way and he'd just lick me and lick me. God, it's the wildest feeling… right now, it's the best feeling I can imagine in the whole world."

"You… want me to… I mean, you want me to do that to you down there?"

"Do you want to, Sal?"

"Damn, I dunno! I mean I never even… "

I knew I had to get her to kiss me on my fur-burger and my fuck-button like Daddy did. And, I also knew I would do anything to get her to do it to me. I couldn't have her back away now, no matter what I had to go through.

"Want me to show you how?" I said.

"You mean, you'll do that to me?"

"Sure," I answered. I knew I sounded a lot more confident and self-assured than I really felt, but I also knew I had to get her mouth on me. "But only if you promise that you'll do me, too."

"I dunno… "

"Of course, if you don't want to… if you want to play around with old broom handles and hot dogs the rest of your life and never know what it's like to be eaten off… "

"Well… I… okay. But only if you do it to me first"

"Okay," I said. "Here, you lift up your dress and lie on the couch. No, on second thought, why don't we take off all our clothes and then, after we're done loving each other up real good, we can go down for a swim!"

Still somewhat reluctant, but now with an added fire of eagerness, Sally pulled the dress over her shoulders and slipped out of her flimsy lace panties. She stood for a moment, clad only in her bra before she moved toward the couch. It was then that I thought of this groovy idea.

"Let's go into the bedroom," I said. "I mean into Daddy's bedroom. He's got a great big bed in there and we can both lie down."

"What if he finds us?"

"He won't find out, silly. C'mon."

I looped one arm around her narrow, hot waist and half led her into Daddy's and my bedroom where she lay on the bed as I slipped out of my housecoat. "Now take off your bra," I said, "and just relax. Spread your legs open and just take it easy… "

Although I kept talking possibly more to boost my own confidence than to give her any, I could feel an added surge of excitement going through me coupled with a deep-seated feeling of doubt. I didn't know whether I wanted to go through with it after all, but now I had to.

I kept trying to think of her doing it to me as I knelt on the bed, moved up so that my knees were almost between hers and then first with my hands on her hips and then moving them under her tenderly round buttocks, I lowered ray face so that my mouth was almost on her cunt.

I waited for a moment, then stared at the soft open folds of her vaginal lips and the little wet pointed finger of her clit as it seemed to beckon to me to come even nearer. Then, taking a deep breath, I sunk my fingers into the flesh of her behind as I lowered my mouth to her waiting hole.

If I had any doubts about being disgusted or repelled, they were instantly shattered. Her clitoris seemed to fit exactly between my lips and my tongue savored the delicately scented juice of her inner vagina.

"Holy Jesus!" Sally gasped as my tongue slithered the length of her erect clitoris and pushed into her vaginal tract. "That's the greatest thing in the world… Jesus, I'm going to come already. I can't stop it. I'm going to… Holy Jesus… "

And with that, her body gave a shuddering throb, her hands entwined themselves in my hair pulling my face tighter to her groin and her legs seemed to flail and kick to a point where I thought she might break the bed.

Finally, though her convulsions and gasps and swearing had stopped and she lay back panting as though she had just run a mile in about two minutes flat, she moaned.

"Well," I asked. "Didn't I tell you?"

"Yes! God, but I had no idea. I never came off like that in my whole life. That's just too fast for me. I can't see straight."

"Now, you gotta do me," I said. "You promised, remember?"

"Okay," she gasped, "but you gotta give me a minute at least to catch my breath. I never had anything like that happen to me before. Oh, my God, you're really something… "

I let her lie there on Daddy's bed until it seemed as though her breathing had become more regular again, and as I waited, I became increasingly more eager for her caress. If I had made her come as fast as that, surely it was only because I was female too and knew exactly where and how to touch her for the maximum sensation. That meant that she would know the same thing and that being loved up by a woman would be better than with a man.

Finally, I rolled over on my back and spread my legs apart for her. "Come and get it, Sally," I urged. "I haven't got all day."

"Okay, okay. Take it easy."

I kept my eyes open as she moved into position between my spread legs. Her face held an expression of doubt, but I gently placed my hands on either side of her head so that her ears rested gently in my palms and our eyes caught for just a moment before we both smiled and she lowered her mouth to my seething cunt.

At first, her movements were shy and mouselike as if she were experimenting. Then she gradually wanned to her task and as she did, I could feel the pleasure mounting in intensity within me.

What aversion or doubt she may have had at the beginning soon vanished as her lips and tongue gradually explored the molten cavern of my desire and as she became more relaxed and free with her movements, I, too, began to savor added tingles of delight.