1. Walking in on Daddy


    Date: 8/24/2017, Categories: First Time, Mature, Taboo, Author: MarieL, Rating: 98, Source: xHamster

    listening for the slightest of changes in his snoring, there were none, and I eased his glans into my eager open mouth, my cradling hand encompassing the shaft as my tongue encircled his swollen cock head, I started to blow my father, and finger myself simultaneously. I did not even feel his hand on the back of my head, it was only when I tried to raise it as I bobbed up and down on his shaft did I realise he was holding my head down, and as my tongue pressed his glans against the roof of my mouth, did I realize that daddy's hips were moving as he thrust into me. I wanted to turn and look up at him, but he was having nothing of it, he knew where his cock was, in his daughters mouth, and now his grip on my hair was viscous, like the girl in the porn movie, this was rough and his cock bruised the back of my throat, my face looking down as he thrust into my open mouth, my throat relaxed, and my breathing controlled and laboured. 'Oh Fuckkkkkkkk!, he screamed, as my face and lips were f***ed down into his pubic hair, I could feel him hard against my tonsils and bend downwards into my throat. I gagged as I choked, but thankfully had sufficient air in my lungs to last the final thrusts, as his cock swelled and relaxed, as he pumped his semen into my mouth, bypassing all the taste buds in my tongue and straight down my throat. I felt his grip on my hair relax and I let his cock slip ...
    from my mouth. I turned and looked at him, smiled and lay my head on his stomach, my free hand searching for him and encircling the cock that had been so deep inside my mouth. Dad had a strange smile on his lips, as if just discovering his daughter was a woman who could give him brilliant blow-jobs. 'Where did you learn to do that', he asked me quietly. I had yet to have my own passions quelled, and the urge returned, now the ice had been broken. I let daddy's cock go and felt myself between my legs and realised my impending need for relief, I reached up and eased myself alongside him, my leg rising over his hip and his cock pressing against my inner soft flesh of my thigh, his cock imprint emphasizing my need of him. I was not d***k or on d**gs, but my head spun with a lightness I had never experienced before, this was not my father I was sliding onto, not his cock I had in my hand between our bodies, my labia parting as I tried to guide him in, 'Fuck me', was my answer, 'Fuck me', I repeated, over and over. The clock struck 3am as I heaved up and down, riding as I do a stallion when barebacking him, I rode and rode until the mist cleared and the intense pleasure spread throughout my being. I awoke the next morning atop my daddy, his cock still embedded within me, we rode again and laughed, as if discovering we had the same love of what we were doing, what's so wrong with that?
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