Date: Sat, 4 Feb 2012 19:58:13 +0000 From: calamity123@fido.blackberry.com Subject: Daddys Game Thank you for your continued support. This is a tale of father/son incest. If this is not of interest please find another story. Though my own incest experiences were not traumatic sexuality between adult and child is not advocated. Fantasy is legal, the rest is not. I love to hear from and exchange photos with my readers and can be reached at: Calamity123@fido.blackberry.com My name is Rob. Daddys Game It was the middle of a Saturday afternoon. Daddy and I were snoozing on a double chaise lounge in the back yard by the pool. Shaded by the large elm tree my head rested on the fur of his great chest, his arm holding me securely to him. We had spent the earlier part of the day swimming which is why we were in our bathing suits. I was in my bikini speedos, daddy in his square cut speedos. There was a slight occasional breeze that tickled my neck and carressed our bodies. His breathing was soothing with only a slight snoring. Slowly I woke to his fingers gently tugging at my right nipple. It was lovely to wake up like this. His lips kissing the top of my head as his other hand soothed my thigh. As I lifted my head back he kissed the bridge of my nose. "How's my puppy doing?" His deep voice whispered. Moving my head up and further back his lips found my own. Dad kissing son. Lips pressing lips. Then a little tongue. Just to prod the lips. Opening them up. Tongue sliding in. Received. Accepted. Tongues teasing each other. Sliding. Circling. Enticing. Daddy spit in my mouth. Wet. Tasting. Swallowing. Loving. Arms holding me closer. Lips hungry. Tongues battling. Then stroking each other. Sliding. Breath snorted to my cheek. A groan echoing in my mouth as fingers pull at his left pap. Twisting the erect flesh as tongues flicker quickly over each other. His large paws moved from my pap to my smooth stomach then over the pouch of my speedos. Fingers traced my hardness pulling gently as if I could break the confines of the silky material. Fingers petted my balls, patting them gently. Then my sex was pressed into the entire paw. Encased. Secure. His. Daddy slid his other fingers under the waistband searching over my plump mounds. Fingers finding the crack of my ass. Sliding deeper into the crevice. Searching downward. Seeking. Finding. The pad of the middle finger pressing into my hole. Rubbing insistantly. Pressing inward; a dry finger-fuck. Just inside. The tip of his finger my fuck toy. "I'm juicing", daddy whispered into my ear. "You thirsty?" I needed no other encouragement. Quickly my body moved from being cradled to my knees and I pulled his suit off. For a moment I saw my prize. His magnificent meat lay hard and darker than the rest of his flesh. The beautiful loose hairy bag with their plump marbles, the pole stretching up the hairline coming to rest at his naval. Tapered cock to a plump purple head. The loose turtle neck hugging the neck. My hand lifting the weight up in angle to my lowering mouth. Sucking in the knob my mouth filled with the syrupy pre-cum of my father. My own existance was here in this juicy feast. I sucked the knob and managed this time to get one third of the way down, the most to date. Not bobbing my mouth merely sucked the man meat. Tasting the salty flesh. Feeling the familiar warmth. The knob pressed deep near the back of my throat. Daddy sighed. "You're getting so good at this, son. So so good". His fingers grabbed at my ass, my sex then hands pulled my suit down. I adjusted accommodating to allow the material to slide all the way off. A hand at my forehead pushed my head reluctantly away from my sucker. "I'm close. Not yet". His hands thumped his chest. I smiled. Then he grinned. My treat. Moving up to straddle his chest he pulled my hips forward dropping my sex into his expert mouth. It was my turn to sigh. The tongue attacked. Sliding over bag and balls it flattened pulling them in deeper still. My cock sliding along the roof of his mouth. The tongue running up the downside of my stiffy. Flicking back and forth earnestly at the vee of my stalk and knob. Then easing my body back so he could release my package to concentrat on sucking my cock. Blowing his son. Sucking my cock. Daddies eyes closed in sexual contentment. His boy secure in his mouth. My hands pulled at his hair which always spurred him on. He sucked ferociously. Lifting my hips over his mouth he bench-pressed my now mouth-fucking body. The tongue searched my dick with an occassional opening of his mouth to swipe my bag. Up and down, in and out I face-fucked my daddy. Then I was out. As I was brought down he crawled out from under me. Hands from hips to my thighs spreading my legs. Hands on my rump. Thumbs revealing my ass-hole. My head resting on my folded arms I felt a finger slide over my opening. I could wait if daddy wanted to poke. I knew what was coming. Anticipating. Daddy dove down. The flat of his tongue parting a crack leaving a saliva river in the chasm. Then he came home. The tip poked into my body. Pushing as it flickered. Sliding inward. Licking my ass-hole. Daddies hot breath swirling around his tongue. Lapping. Prodding. Ever inward. Tonguing his son. Loving the ass, the boy. Hands squeezing the well-rounded cheeks. Tongue in deeper. Breathing quicker. Tongue dancing faster. Finger sliding in next to tongue. Delicious. Finger-fuck. Steady rythmic fucking. Searching for and finding the magic button inside. Massaging the prostate. Tongue at the door. Finger-fuck deep. I was in heaven. Daddy kissed my butt cheeks while he finger fucked me. Then he withdrew climbing up my body. His cock pressed against the crack as he humped my cheeks. Head at mine. Tongue tracing the curves of my ear. "Oh my son", he whispered. "My beautiful boy. I need you so much. I need to be inside. To fill you. Please. Let daddy seed you, my sweet joy". "Yes", I sighed. I wanted him inside me uniting us. "Yes, daddy, please. Please fuck me, daddy. Fuck me". And he was there. The knob sliding passed the rings of my ass-hole. Stretching my hole, filling the walls of my ass chute. Onward. Deeper. Inside until his crotch hair tickled my cheeks. "Here I am, son", his body paused. "Tell me what you want. Tell daddy what his son needs". I sighed deeply. The fat cock having filled me. "Fuck me, daddy. Fuck me. Oh, please, daddy. Please". It began. Slowly he began to pull back. Not much. Just somewhat. Then back in deep. A little more back. Then a thrust to a stop. More back. Then in harder. I felt the balls sliding over my own. Pulling more out then all the way in. More and more pulling back then a harder thrust all the way in. The engine had been stoked. It began its run. His crotch pushed weighted against my butt then the weight was lifted as the cock pulled back. Then heavily against me. Fucking. Hard. Harder. Thrusting into my hole. My daddies sweet fuck tool. "Oh fuck, baby. Your ass is so fucking tight. Exquisite sleeve. My fucking sweet assed son". "Fuck me, daddy. Fuck me. Hard". "I'll give it to you. A good hard fuck. For my son". He pumped hard. Fat cock invading, retreating, invading. Concurring my ass. Filling my chasm. My walls sucking daddy ever deeper. We rocked in the chaise lounge as daddy pounded. Harder. Breath forced from me on every downward pounding. Inhaling quickly on every retreat. Fucking me. Hard. Deep. Loving my ass. Balls slapping on mine. Ass-hole stretched. Wide. Accepting. Hungry. Waiting. "Oh, fuck, baby. You're too tight. Can't hold back. Oh baby. Can't". The lava flowed in bursts filling me. Seeding me. My DNA in liquid form. Hot. Smoldering. Inside me. Thrusting deeper up inside. Cum. Daddy cum. My daddies cum. All mine. He fell on top of me as the final bursts finished. His cock still hard. I squeezed my ass-hole forcing out the final drops. Daddys sighs snorted into my ear. Kissing my lobe. And I held him there. The rigidity was gone but the thickness remained. Deep. True. Inside me. Daddis cock. My daddy. Mine. Other stories on nifty by the same author: My son toby Gloryhole son Jay and robbie Uncle mark teaches Dad fishing with son