“Now, just relax, son,” he said in a soothing voice. “Daddy’s
his lips right up to my ear and whispered, “Are you ready, Jess?”
few times.
my ass untrollably.
iween my asscheeks. He was already leaking when he brought
I’ll pull it back out, OK?”
over so that my butt up was right up in Dad’s face every time I
telling me how tight my hole was and how we had to get it opened
I was too excited to speak, so I nodded my head. Then I felt
“You OK, Jess?” he asked. Again I nodded. “Relax, I’m gonna
the missile-shaped of his cock start to pee my hole.
fingers up inside me and strum them over my happy spot until I
The day finally came when I thought I was ready to take my
was drooling out of my piss slit, just like my old man.
up. Dad took his time lig and fingering my hole to relax it as
of a jar of Vaseline. I felt open and slick back there, and I was just
dying to get my dad’s cock up inside me.
happening!
Daddy lay down on top of me. I could feel his big sausage led
much as possible. Then he greased me up with what felt like half
gonna start putting it in. If it hurts too much, just tell me, and
it nid wet, and then he’d start fingering it while I wiggled
dad’s fat one. He laid me out across the bed, face down and ass
went down on him. He’d take the hint and spit on my hole to get
his cockhead against my asshole and stroke it bad forth a
I was really excited. I almost couldn’t believe that it was really
Dad pushed forward a little more a with some resistance.
up for Daddy’s big cock.
time I jerked him off or sucked on his big pole. He’d wiggle a few
His hot breath made me shiver. I nodded a him position
As Dad worked on my hole, he’d mumble all sorts of dirty things,
I eventually got into the habit of sitting on his chest, then bending
push in