Date: Mon, 27 Aug 2007 11:39:29 -0700 From: "..,.." Subject: Hots for my dad 9 Hots for My Dad -- 9 Copyright 1988 and 2007 When my dad got ready to shoot, he screamed, managed to roll us over, and with my head completely under the water, he started shooting his load down my throat. He just kept shooting and I kept swallowing wondering if my dad was going to drown me literally and figuratively. Just when I was sure I was going to black out, my dad pulled his cock out of my mouth and jerked my head above the water. When I surfaced, I heard my shout. "God, fucking damn! Now that was hot. I've always wanted to do that but no cunt would every let me do what I fucking really wanted to do -- before now. He collapsed in the water, his cock still rock hard and pointing to the sky, and said, "Jesus, Christ, cocksucker, you were fucking born a slut, weren't you. Fuck, that felt good. That's the fifth load today and it's only 1 p.m." I looked at my dad and he knew what I was thinking. He laughed and said, "Shit kid, you aren't the only cunt I have to breed. I fucked your mom twice before church this morning. Of course, she can't take the type of breeding I do to you -- she's `delicate,' you know. You're a man and I can fuck you like a man wants to fuck. My dad yelled like some southern redneck, reached out his hand and not too gingerly hit me on the head and said, "Fuck, Jon, I'm going to enjoy using your holes a hell of a lot more than I like using your mother's holes -- even if she does have a hole you don't have. But, shit, kid, this is just pure fucking for fun. Let's get out and catch some sun, son." We swam toward the shore and walked out of the water to a large flat rock that was about 15 yards from the pond. It was big enough that four or five people could stretch out on the surface and not touch one another. As we lay there, soaking up the unusual warm November sun, I contemplated what had happened to me in the past 24 hours. I had gone from a relatively normal teenager to a complete fuck bitch for my dad. My ass was so sore that it felt as if someone had shoved a cactus up it; my mouth was sore from the face fucks my dad had thrown in it; my entire body ached and was sore. I couldn't blame anyone except for myself -- this had all been my fault because I decided to blackmail my dad into letting me give him one blow job. I looked over at my dozing dad and gave his body a very long inspection. Jesus fucking Christ he was hot. Well, he was fucking hot in my eyes. I'm sure very few people would have turned to watch him walk down the street, but god damn, I was willing to follow him down the street on my hands and knees over broken glass. I didn't realize that I had fallen asleep, but I did so looking at my dad's body. The involuntary shifting of my body woke me up and when I opened my eyes, my dad was between my splayed legs with my calves over his thighs. "About time you woke up, fuck hole; I need to drop another load and your god damned asshole is jut too inviting to pass up. I'd rather not fuck a corpse, but you were dead to the world; I'm glad you woke up, it'll be more fun this way." With that, my dad moved his cock to my sore and over fucked pussy and roughly shoved his cock balls deep. I groaned in pain and he groaned in delight. "Fuck yeah, this is the hottest asshole I've ever fucked. I'm glad you're a cunt-boy even if you are my son. Hell, it's even hotter that the cunt belongs to my son." My dad laughed as he started to move his cock in and out of my hole. "Now, ain't I the pervert. Or, are you the pervert for watching me fuck that woman and for trying to get my cock in your mouth as the price to keep your mouth shut? Well, your mouth won't ever be shut again as long as I live, fucker, because I own it now." He laughed again and really started to get into his stride fucking my ass. And, god, could my dad fuck. He grabbed my ankles, pushed them up by my ears, moved into a sort of push-up position and started railing my on-fire ass. I started groaning in pain. Real pain. He had fucked my ass about 12 hours total in the last 27 hours, and he was not letting up. Dad looked in my eyes and said, "Yeah, moan for me bitch, I always did like it when the fuck hurt some; makes the hole tighten up and squeeze my cock." With that, he slammed into me really hard and I actually screamed. Dad groaned and said, "Fuck, jock-boy, do you have any idea how much hearing you scraeam turns me on. Jesus Christ it makes me want to shove my cock all the way up your ass till it pokes out your mouth. God I wish I had about 10 inches of cock; that would really make you scream. And being out here in the wide open spaces, you can fucking yell as fucking loud as you fucking want to. It's not like when I fuck your mom and we have to be quiet." Dad laughed again and said, "Well, I guess we didn't need to be all that quiet since you used to stand outside our door and listen to me lay pipe to your mom. I bet you didn't have any idea what the fuck she was feeling, did you, pussy boy?" I groaned again, and dad said, "Well, I asked you a question fuck-up; did you ever realize that one day you'd be taking my cock better than your mom could?" "No, ahh that hurts, no, I didn't, SHIT, no, I didn't dad. Please slow down a little" "Fucker, remember the bargain you agreed to, your holes are mine to use when, where and how I want to. You signed that contract with my cum in your mouth, so just shut the fuck up and take it like the pussy you are." My dad continued to fuck the shit out of my pussy-ass for at least 30-minutes. As he was getting close to shooting another load up my ass, his fuck sounds got even louder and louder. I was sure that they could hear him yelling back at the house which was about 3 miles away. That's all I needed; the family to come running to see what was the matter and find my dad's cock buried balls deep up my well fucked asshole. Dad threw his head back as, as difficult as it was to imagine, he started slamming my ass even harder. He was groaning and yelling like a bull elk and fucking me harder than a fucking jack hammer. I was looking right at his face -- realizing how much I loved his cock up my ass even though it hurt like a mutha fucker. My dad rammed his cock up my ass one final time and started shooting his cream up my raped asshole. He completely stiffened his entire body, moved his head to look at me, and then did something that made me almost fucking pass out. My dad slammed his face down to mine and shoved his tongue right down my throat until it tickled the bottom of my stomach. I couldn't fucking breath as my dad tongue-fucked my mouth as his cum was painting the walls of my ass. As porn-story as this sounds, I literally could not breath; not because dad's mouth was cutting off the air supply, but because I was so lusted up that my body would not cooperate and draw oxygen into my lungs. I had thought sucking dad's cock was the hottest thing in the world; then when he started raping my ass, I was sure that was the hottest thing in the world and there could be no possible way to surpass the hotness/lustiness of being fucked by my dad; however, my dad filling my ass with cum and my mouth with his spit was the fucking hottest god damn thing I could imagine. I grabbed my dad around the chest and pulled his body on top of my chest so hard that it actually hurt. Dad ground his crotch into my ass and that was all it took. I shot a load that made my fucking toenails come out of my cock. It also shot my fucking intestines out of my cock. I had never, ever, cum that hard in my life. And, I just kept shooting my cum all over between the two of us. Dad and I just kept groaning as his cock continued to spasm up my pussy and my cock jerked between us. I don't know how long that lasted, but God as my witness, it felt as if that orgasm lasted about four days. When dad pulled his mouth off of mine, all I could do was collapse. It was as though my body had died and my mind was still fucking alive to revel in that fuck and cum. Dad looked at me though dazed eyes and said, "Open your mouth, fuck hole" When I had my mouth open, my dad opened his mouth and let a long string of his spit run out into my mouth. I know it sounds sick, but it actually made my dick twitch again and my cock dribbled out a little more cum. Dad rolled off of me, onto his back. We lay there in silence for a few minutes before either one of us could speak. Dad finally spoke, "God-fucking-damn, boy, that was just about the hottest fuck of my fucking life." He rolled over on to his side, propped his head in his hand, and continued, "I mean that Jon, that was just about the most intense fuck I've ever thrown into a hole. That was fucking hot. But don't get any fucking ideas; yeah, if kissed you, hell, I raped your mouth, but that was because I wanted to -- it was part of the moment. I'm not falling in love with your sorry ass, and it's still all about my, my cock, and fucking. I'm not opposed to lip-locking you when I want to, though. It's just another way to claim you as my personal fuck boy." Dad leaned over and kissed me again, squre on the lips. I thought I was going to pass out. Dad laughed and said, "Yep, I still have the ol' magic. I could always make the chicks cream just by the way I kiss. And I see that my jock-assed son is one of the chicks." He lay back onto his back, reached over, put his hand under my neck and pulled me over onto my stomach so that I was more or less laying on his chest. He looked at me and said, "You made a fucking cum mess all over me, now clean it up." I looked at him, not exactly sure what he meant. He realized my consternation and said, "Get busy, cocksucker and like up all your cum." I started licking my cum off of his hairy chest. It took a while, but finally I had his chest free of my cum; his chest was also wet with my spit. Dad took my head in his hand and pushed me down lower and said, "Suck up, cock sucker; make my cock feel good while I relax." I moved and put his cock into my mouth and began to gently nurse my dad's cock. Within a few minutes he breathing was very regular and very deep; he'd fallen asleep. I wasn't sure if I should continue to nurse on his cock or not: I just knew I didn't want to do the wrong thing. And, the longer he slept, the more respite my ass would have. If you enjoyed this installment, or the series in general, please let me know. mypersonalpornaccount@gmail.com I'll continue with Jon's story as long as there is sufficient interest.