Date: Wed, 14 Apr 2010 22:18:30 -0400
From: hitln16@aim.com
Subject: Trailer Park Dad

Trailer Park Dad
Damien James

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                My father and I lived in a small trailer. We didn't share a
room, except when he was home drunk from the bar. He would call me angrily
into the bedroom at the end of our house. I liked sleeping his bed instead
of the couch. I could smell the alcohol on his breath, as he groped me with
his big hairy hands. I didn't mind, and mostly ignored it.

                He would grab my skin roughly between his calloused man
fingers, and squeeze me. Or else he would hit me with a closed fist in my
shoulder, or pull my hair, forcing me to moan, as I pushed my butt out
towards his lap. He did like that, even though he wouldn't ever say so.
Mostly though, I would just sleep under the smell of his sweaty body and
drunken smell.

                One night he called me loudly into his room with his deep
voice. I picked up my blankets, and entered his room in the dark, hearing
the rustle of his jean's zipper in the dark. I moved to the other side of
the bed.

                He growled angrily, "I don't want that fuckin blanket on my
bed".

                "Ok," I said throwing the blanket to the floor, still
somewhat sleepy. I got into the bed next to him, and felt for covers. There
was only a small amount, because my big dad was lying on top of them. I
took the small corner and tried to cover a small amount of myself as I
slept. Somewhat falling asleep, I felt him rubbing my butt through my
underwear. He was rough, and gripped me firmly. Then I heard him breathing
heavily, as I felt the fabric of my underwear pulled down below my butt
checks. He placed a wet finger between my crack, and I felt his large
calloused manly finger between me. Slowly he moved them across my hole, as
I involuntarily pulled my little hole in. He seemed to like that.

                I heard his belt, as he brought his jeans down his large
hairy thighs midway. I could tell he was still wearing his plaid shirt and
large work boots.

He took hold of the hair behind my held and whispered angrily, "You want to
make your dad feel good, slut?"

"Yes, daddy," I moaned feeling the tip of his large cock against my butt
check. He held me on my belly, as he spread my cheeks. I could feel the
smooth wet slimy tip of his cock pressing against my still tight hole. He
spit, a large manly drip that fell into my cunt messily. He was still
straddling me with both large powerful legs, on each side of my small body.

Then he began to force it in. I cried and winced in pain, as he shoved it
inside unforgiving. He collapsed on my body panting breathlessly, as my
cunt pulled against his big dick.

"Damn, that's a tight pussy, my boy's got huh?"

"Yea, daddy. It's so big," I yelled moaning loudly.

"Shut the fuck up slut," he growled, shoving his fingers in between my
mouth. Then I heard him move slower as he undid one of his work boots. I
could smell the musky odor of a man. He took off his sock, shoved his large
foot on top of my face, and pressed down hard. He began to fuck me hard,
his body like a wall of bricks hitting against my little ass. I didn't
think my hole could keep taking it. But as I moaned, he pressed his foot
down on my face harder, forcing me into the bed with nowhere to go. I had
his huge dick inside my raw wet hole, his large fingers; finger-fucking my
mouth, and his big long foot stretched against the side of my face.

I could feel his large hairy ball sac slapping hard against my hole, the
pain never ceasing with such a big rod inside me. He started pushing his
big toe into my mouth, stretching my little holes on both ends. I couldn't
believe how much he was fucking me. Then his breaths began to get shorter,
and he pushed my ass cheeks together, making my hole tighter around him. He
unleashed wave after wave of gushy cum inside my little hole. My dad was
fucking my hole, and filling me with his manly seed. He stopped and waited
for several minutes after his last final thrust, letting the cum settle
inside my knocked up hole. His dick was down to the base inside me, and his
giant ball sack was pressed against the opening of my hole.

Then he got up and rolled over. I felt between my legs at the warm gushy
sperm he filled me with, and couldn't believe my hole was back to its
former tightness. I got up to go to the bathroom, but heard my dad yell
that I had better not unload his cum, that I didn't deserve a man's cum,
and if I got rid of it I'd be in trouble. I kept it inside me the rest of
the night, admiring how much liquid he filled me with and how warm it
was. The next morning I got in trouble because my hole couldn't hold all of
my dad's cum. So he fucked me again and reloaded me before he had work, and
made sure that not a drop would fall out of my little cunt before he got
home to fuck in another huge man load, like the bitch I was.