Debbie Jones - Daddy And Me

"Faster, baby," he panted, "lick it… ohhh, take it all in, massage the balls. Ohhh, just like that. Suck, suck it, suck it off."

Eagerly sliding my mouth up and down on his pecker, I was bringing him for the second time in one night to a shattering climax. His mouth did its thing for my pussy, his tongue probing, licking, lashing-thrilling my body so much I kept on vibrating.

Suddenly I felt myself gushing. His eager tope lapped me up anxiously. Once he'd finished eating me, he begged, "Suck, suck that cock off… suck it, suck it off."

I sucked faster.

"I'm coming. I'm shooting my gun, baby, suck it now… suck it up… go after the juice, baby, eat it up."

Once more his exploding penis shot its hot load down my throat. Once more I gulped his delicious juice, massaging his balls as he shot his load to me.

When I finally slid off his pecker, I tapped his butt playfully. "I dig you, Daddy… ever fucking inch."

"Oh, lover, you've got the sweetest cunt this side of heaven," he chuckled. His arms wrapped around me and I went to sleep. When I awoke the next morning, he was already up and shaving. I hurried downstairs to fix breakfast.

"You're a good cook," he grinned, over crisp bacon, scrambled eggs and a steaming cup of coffee.

"Where will we go this summer for our vacation?"

"I haven't made up my mind," Daddy smiled, "but we'll have a good time wherever we go-won't we."

"Yes, we will," I smiled, turning on over the hot prospect of more fantastic sex with him.

He hadn't been gone five minutes before my steady honked his horn. Poking my head out the door, I called out, "Just a minute, Marve. Be right with you."

I rushed to get my things together and raced out to the car. On the way to school, Marve asked. "When are we going to make the orgy scene? Tom's invited us to one of his wild parties again this Saturday night."

"I don't dig orgies," I snapped.

"How do you know you don't?" he demanded.

"I just don't… "

"You'd go wild at an orgy," he smiled.

"What makes you say that?"

"Because you are oversexed, that's why!"

"Oversexed?"

"Didn't anybody ever tell you the truth about yourself?"

"No, Marve, nobody ever did-but you. Look, lover boy, how many cats do you think I've been screwing around with?"

"Plenty," he grinned.

"Don't worry about it," I told him tersely, and I felt my secret fears surfacing, when I thought about Daddy and me fucking up a storm.

"I'm not worried about you, sweetheart," he smiled. "I just figured you might dig passing the pussy around. I know some cats who could really give you a wild time."

"What do they do at an orgy?" I asked, my curiosity rising.

"What don't they do!" he chuckled.

"Go ahead and tell me," I insisted, as he pulled up on a side street not too far from our high school: "I want to know."

"Oh, just little things like three guys to one chick."

"How could they! Tell me, what do they do?"

"One guy gets a blow-job, while another drives it up her pussy, the third gives it up the asshole."

"You know," I laughed, "I can't help but wonder what all three sensations would be like, and at the same time?"

"I thought you'd be interested," he smiled, winking as he opened the door for me.

"Because you think I'm oversexed?"

"You read me right," he replied, "the way you eat my cock is downright dangerous. Some times, I'm afraid you'll bite it off in your anxiety to suck me off."

"Well, Marve, you always produce such a good load I just can't wait to eat you."

"I know, I know," he nodded. "Now, just imagine having four or five guys line up to feed you dick. How does that grab you, Debbie?"

"Groovily," I whispered as we walked to ward school. Suddenly I found myself torn between the beautiful sex Daddy and I had shared the night before, and my own hot desire for more sex. Marve knew me well. I was wild. I must go to the orgy. Daddy would die if he ever found out but he wouldn't have to find out I reasoned. Maybe I could learn techniques I could use to please him some more.

"When is the orgy?"

"Saturday night," he grinned, "pick you up about eight." He didn't wait for my answer, he was so sure I'd be ready. As he walked away to his class I stood there watching him. He was disgusting. Yet I dug him. He was a top athlete, rugged and a wild screw. Still-I didn't exactly dig the idea of him turning me into a orgy whore!

Daddy watched as I slipped into my micro mini dress and slid into my white boots. "Heavy date?" he asked, smiling to mask his true feelings.

"Just Marve."

"Don't get home too late," he smiled; "and I hope you kids aren't on pot."

"I told you, Dad, I won't even try it… not once. So don't you worry about me, okay?"

"Okay, honey," he grinned, hugging me, and whispering, "be a good girl, won't you?"

"Yes," I chuckled, "I always am."

Marvin was honking his car horn; I had to tear away from Daddy and rush outside or Marve would keep it up until the neighbors complained.

"You look real nice, tonight," Marve told me, as I got in the car and he sped away.

"Where is this nice little orgy?"

"On the North Shore," he said, gunning the engine and swinging out onto Lake Shore Drive. As we whizzed by the lake, I looked out into the blackness. It was like my life.

"What you thinkin' of?" he asked, reaching over to grope my thigh.

"You," I said, "is that alright?"

"Sure, and I'd like it if you'd give me a quickie in the car."

"I don't think it's a good idea to have sex in the car. If an officer stops us… "

"He'll ask you to blow him," he laughed. "Aw come over here baby, and take care of me." He had his pecker out in seconds and I slid over to him. I pulled on it a couple of times and then let him shove it in. He sure was a horny bastard, always wanting to get his nuts off. He put one hand down to stroke my head as I sucked on his tool.

"Suck that," he snapped, "suck my prick… suck it off." I kept the action up and soon he shot a good load of creamy cum into my mouth.

"Eat it up, baby, eat that stuff, eat it up," he gasped, as I gulped his hot juices down.

I hated to admit it but I was hooked on eating dick. I liked the excitement of the long, hard thrust, the wild spasms of hot, white cum flashing down my throat.

I didn't release his peter until I'd devoured every drop of his thick juices. As I slid off, I caught him smiling, down at me.

"Real nice," he grinned, "and you're gonna' have fun at the party too."

When we finally pulled up at a North Shore mansion, I was hot to trot. Marve had built the "orgy" idea up so well, he had me anxious to do everything-at least once.

Entering the house, I soon realized everybody was bare ass naked. Immediately Marvin began peeling off his shirt.

"We'll find us a bedroom and strip," he said, walking up the winding staircase. It didn't take us long to get our clothes off and return to the main room. In the sunken living room, it was evident everybody was loaded on something.

"How about a drink?"

"Alright, as long as it's not spiked with LSD."

"Baby, just pure gin," he chuckled, pouring me a strong drink. I hit cloud nine real fast on that one and soon was introduced to Willard.

"Willard," Marve grinned, "meet my girl."

I reached out to shake Willard's hand.

"Hi, swinging chick," he stammered, "want to fuck with me too?"

I gulped. Willard was black. I couldn't admit to prejudice. And frankly, if there was any prejudices against this muscular, strong man it would be for him. With his huge, black dick standing up proudly and those generous-sized black balls hanging there, I found him quite an appealing sex package.

"Oh, I'd love to… that's what orgies are for."