Date: Sun, 17 Oct 2004 23:44:57 -0700 (PDT)
From: Raoul <desertson4dad@yahoo.com>
Subject: Dad's Tension - 2

For sure, the tension was gone now.  But it had given way to lust.  And my
father being the macho prick he was, knew that after having tasted the
sexual frenzy he'd allowed me to taste, I was now hooked.

"From now on, when you are home, you wear only my thongs," he said to me
the next evening.  "Never wear anything else.  I want to see you in my
things - the dirty ones - all the time.  Even when I come home with other
people, you're to wear my dirty thongs.  Understood?"

I nodded yes.

"Good.  Now wear these," he said and peeled off the red thong he was
wearing and threw them in my face.  So I stripped out of my sweatpants and
put them on, standing there before his naked body.  He got hard seeing me
in these, his dick rose quite quickly.  I made sure to adjust my cock a few
times, getting hard myself, and not let it stick out of the thong.  The
string coming up my ass felt great and I thought about how it had just been
on his hole but a few seconds ago.  He walked up to me, stood behind me,
and started to caress my ass.  With a finger, he pushed the string into my
hole.  "Yeah ... very nice ... follow me," he said and we walked out to the
garage.

When we got there, in front of his black corvette, he said, "When I was
your age, I used to jack off loads of cum by looking at naked girls
writhing on cars.  Loved to see their pussy spread open on the hood of a
Porsche or a 'vette like this one ... their pussy lips dripping on the
metal ... used to fantasize about licking their cunts, my tongue scraping
the hood at the same time ..."  He then sat in an old couch we kept in the
garage, his naked body glowing under the raunchy neon lights.  "You know
what to do," he said as he started to fondle his cock.

I went over to the Corvette and bent over on the hood, my cock hard on the
metal.  Knowing he was watching, I spread my ass wide, my feet firmly
planted on the floor and started to play with my hole, inserting first a
finger and then two and then three.  I almost forgot about him as I raised
a foot onto the hood and started to finger myself ferociously.  I licked
the hood of the sports car, spreading my body on top of it.  The sound of
his voice brought me back to reality: "Yeah bitch, good boy ... that's is,
show daddy how you move, slut .... show me that ass .... fuck ... move for
me ..."

I turned around and laid on my back, spreading my legs open, and
re-inserted my fingers, like a woman with cunt fingering herself.  I
started to moan with pleasure, sliding all of the car ... and then I heard
his feet walk over to me.  He placed a hand on my crack, grabbing my like a
six pack, and raised a foot near my head.  His hand started to massage my
hole vividly, his middle finger deep within me.  I turned my head to his
foot and started to lick it.  "Yeah, good bitch ... that's it .. shit
you're good ... open up for me ..that's it, nice and wide, very good."

I opened my eyes and saw him towering me, his eyes looking straight into
mine, watching every expression on my face.

"This is all I want, to see you like this, on top of my car, your cunt
juice dripping ... come on baby ..." I was starting to lose control of
myself.  This was too wild for me.  ANd I think he must have felt it
because he pulled out quickly and went back over to the couch and sat down.
With his eyes, he motioned for me to come and stand before him ... but my
knees were weak and I was about to explode my cum ... so I laid down on the
floor before him - facing him.  My crotch was open and his feet were
between my legs that I had propped up on the couch on each side of him.  He
dominated me, his foot started to rub my cock, the other resting on my
chest.  "Yeah, boy, that's it ... little fucker, you know what to do, don't
you?  Shit, my foot on your cock feels great, come on move for me, show me
how much you like this ..."

"Dad, I'm gonna cum ... "

"Go ahead son, shoot your load on my foot ..." he said and kept rubbing my
cock through the thong.  I slid the thong down a bit to expose my rock hard
dick and he continued to rub it.  My body suddenly tensed and I sat up a
bit as I felt the rush of the orgasm make its way out of my cock.

And I shot my load on his foot.  The white sperm shooting everywhere.  I
yelled out as I came and the more I yelled, the harder he pressed his foot
into my balls.  "Give it all, son ... good slut, give it all!"

I laid back down, out of breath.

"Get on all fours now and lick me clean," he ordered.  Slowly, I got into
position, kneeling in front of his naked body in between his legs.  I took
a hold of his beautiful foot and licked off my load slowly, my cock coming
back to life.  He continued to massage his erection until I had finished.

"Now kiss me," he said and I rose to meet him and his lips and his
mustache.  His mouth engulfed mine, his lips overtaking my mouth, eating me
out literally, hungry for the taste of my sperm.  "Shit yeah ... "he
moaned, holding me tightly against him.  His cock slid in between my
thighs.  A hot cock waiting to be relieved. A long throbbing member, a
beautiful piece of meat that, as we kissed, I felt started to slid inside
of me.

I let out a moan as he penetrated me with ease.  "Yeah ... my own whore
...." and when he was fully in, he picked me up and, locked inside me,
carried me over to the hood of the corvette, laid me down and started to
pump my ass.  "Shit yeah ... always wanted to do this ... look at you,
beautiful .... fucking sexy ... you want my load, son?" But I could not
answer, too busy feeling his meat pumping itself inside my ass.  My body
grinding itself on the hood.  He raised my legs onto his shoulders and
grabbed a hold of my own feet, cocking his head back as he fucked.  He was
now the one drowning in pleasure.  He was now the one living out his cheap
fantasy with his son ... "tight fucking pussy, tighten it some more," he
said and I clamped my ass around his member even harder.

I had hardly done so, that I felt his come shoot inside me accompanied by a
loud, "FUCK YEAH!"  and he then collapsed his body on top of mine.  I felt
his cock twitch in my hole but the hardness was still there.  He withdrew
without saying a word and I, still on the hood, watched as he caressed his
chest, spreading the sweat that had build up.  I watched as he grabbed a
hold of his mammoth cock, rubbed it a few times and then, in the most
natural of ways, let loose a powerful jet of piss on my body.  Immediately,
I maneuvered my face to catch it in my mouth, to wash my face with it, to
enjoy his urine blast on me.  The stream died down and I watched as the
hardness of his cock subsided.

Then he did something which surprised me.  He bent down and started to lick
my urine covered chest ... slowly, he lapped the drops up, moaning as he
did so until he made his way to my cock.  He kissed it, as if it had been
my mouth, lingering his lips on it and then kneeled down until he was face
to face with my boy cunt.  He then parted the lips of my hole and, clamping
his mouth on it, started to suck out his own cum.  The feeling made me
squirm and he had to hold me legs in place and he continued to suck it out.
When he was through, he stood back up and spit his sperm onto my face.

"You're one luck son of a bitch," he said to me.  "I don't know too many
fathers who treat their boys this way ... get up now and put the thong back
on."

I was about to protest and say that I wanted to shower, but instead he
walked out of the garage toward the pool.  "Dive in," he said.  So I did.
The water felt great ... and swimming in his red thing in front of him,
showing my body off to him started to excite me again.

When I got out of the water, he motioned for me to come over to him.  He
took me in his arms and we kissed, his saliva slobbering itself all over my
wet mouth.  He was hungry for me.  He lifted my leg with one hand and,
pressed against him, we stood there in the night air making out, father and
son.  I opened my eyes a few times to see him looking into me.  His eyes
fired with desire.  "Go down on me," he said, and I slid myself down to his
limp cock.  I brushed my face on it, loving it, tasting his precum on my
lips, opening my mouth to welcome his huge balls ... being a good bitch to
him.  His hands brushed through my hair as he moaned.  I knew then and
there, as I sucked on his balls, that I was the one now in control. }