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