Date: Tue, 3 Feb 2015 07:49:01 -0400 From: Ghost Writer Subject: Tucked in, part 3 (incest section) Tucked In, part 3 Author's note: please contribute to Nifty if you can, so we can always have this wonderful place to post and read our stories! ----------------------------------------------------- After dad left my room, the snow started. I actually remember nothing beyond that point, so I must have fallen asleep pretty much right away. I woke up at 6am when my alarm went off. I grabbed my phone and shut the alarm, only to notice my bedroom window: show, and wind and ice. I checked my twitter feed and saw that school was indeed canceled for the day. This was great! But I better go let mom and dad know, so they don't think I'm skipping school: lately, I had been staying home after mom and dad left and watching porn all day. A nasty habit... right? I walked down the hallway and knocked on my parent's bedroom door, and opened it. "Mom, dad?" "Come in, son. Mom's not home. She couldn't get home from her night shift before the storm started. Looks like she's going to be snowed in at the hospital all day," he said, while putting his cell down. "That was her on the phone." "Oh, that's too bad. I just checked twitter, and school is canceled." "That dosent surprise me, Jesse, the roads are apparently atrocious. I've already let work know I'll be working from home today." "Well, dad, looks like it's you and me all day!" I said, with a smile, mid-yawn. "Should I go make some coffee?" "Nah, not yet, Jess. It's only 6am. Here, come snuggle your dad." "Ok!" I said in a hurry, not wanting to miss this great opportunity with the best dad in the whole world. Dad threw the sheets off so I could get in. He was sleeping in his briefs. That's all I was wearing too. I climbed in, my back to dad, and he wrapped the sheets, and his arms, around me. I must have been smiling from ear to ear. The warmth of the sheets, of his chest against my back, of his big, strong arms around my tonight body... I could feel his nose buried in my hair and his hot breath on my neck. He soon fell asleep and his breathing became regular. I listened... just listen to him breathing on me, and soon I was asleep too. I woke up a few hours later, and neither of us had moved. Well, not our bodies anyway. I had a wicked hard on in my briefs. Morning wood. The head was actually not in my briefs anymore, but sticking out of the waistband. I touched it a little, and man, did that feel good. I was throbbing. Why was morning wood so sensitive. Thats when I realized: dad was hard too. His cock was very firmly pressed up against my bum, hard and throbbing... and he was thrusting ever so lightly against me. I turned my head back slightly... dad was still asleep. He was so sexy. Moaning a little, too. I didn't want this to end. Adventurous, I started rubbing my ass against his hard dick, just a little, but then more and more. Oh man, his cock sliding between my cheeks, even if it was through the coton of our briefs, felt amazing... and I swear I got even harder. I started getting really into it... even reaching down and pulling my dick out, jerking it slowly. Moving my ass back and forth. Dry humping my own dad. Imagining him fucking me... my own father... if only we could be alone and... His hand was now holding my cock. It scared me half to death ad I let out a big gasp. I turned quickly and looked at his warm face, smiling. "Morning, Jesse. Anything I can help you with?" That's when it hit me how much I love this man. I turned myself around and faced him. My hands were on his chest. Out hard cocks were pressed up against each other's. "I love you dad. I really do." "I love you, Jesse. More than you know." And I leaned in, and pressed my lips to dad's, and we kissed like we had never kissed before. We were lovers now, not hiding it, not ashamed of it. Not holding anything back. His hands found the back of my head, and mine, his lower back. We kissed fiercely, as if we were trying to swallow each other whole. After what seemed like a hundred years of us making out, our hands found each others briefs and slid them off each other's bodies. I slid down my dad's frame and found his cock, balls... and swallowed as much as I could. This cock had become familiar to me, it's taste, it's feel. The cock that made me. Gave me life. Dad lied back, legs spread, arms over his head, breathing hard and even moaning as I worshipped the head and deep throated the shaft. My left hand cupped and massaged his big balls, and my right pumped my own boy dick furiously. Twice, I almost shot my load, but had the will power to pull back and let this last. Dad pulled me off him just long to turn me around so I was now on top of him, his cock still in my face, mine hanging over his mouth. "Dad, you sure? You don't have to..." "Jesse, I have sucked cock before. I know it's hard to imagine, but I had a past before your mother... and I've wanted to taste your dick for a long time now." And with that, he swallowed me whole, right down to my balls. I almost shot my load right there... But i held on, and concentrated on my job: make dad feel good. I went back down on dad, licking and kissing and sucking his hard cock, while he sucked mine, like a pro. Guess it really is like riding a bicycle. And then, as he sucked on the head of my dick, he started sliding a finger up and down the crevice of my ass, and eventually teasing my hole. Wetting his finger with his mouth, he slowly circled my opening, and slid his finger it, all the way, with ease. I moaned to let my daddy know I liked it, and wanted more. He soon had two fingers up inside me, and then three. Thats when he moved his mouth from my cock and balls to my pussy, and started tongue fucking me as deep as he could. I could even suck his cock anymore... I was wide mouthed and gasping and moaning and squirming on his mouth. His hands were on my hips and he was moving me up and town, so my ass was fucking itself on his stiff tongue. "Fuck dad... fuck me. Please..." dad stopped was he was doing. "Jesse... are you sure? Absolutely sure?" "Dad," I turned around, sitting on his stomach, facing him, " It's gonna happen. We both know it. We have the house to ourselves. I want it. You want it. I need it dad. Bad." "You're in control, Jesse. You do what you need to do, no more, no less." And with a wicked smile, I lowered my ass over dads wet, drooling cock, and slid down. My wet, dripping hole was ready, and dad's head slide right in with ease. I started fucking myself immediately, slow short thrusts at first, going down a little further each time. I had been fucked before, and my body knew what it was doing. I eventually had all of dad's cock inside me. Every hard, throbbing inch. I swear, dad was getting even harder. And I started fucking myself hard. My hands were on dad's hot, hairy and now sweaty chest, and me bucking my hips to impale myself on his fuck stick. I was in heaven. I had ridden cock before, but looking down, this was my father. The man who loves me more than any other ever would. The sexiest man I'd ever known. And here I was riding him, kissing him, tasting him, smelling him. He was mine, and I was his. It was all too much... I wasn't even touching myself, but my dick was drooling precum all over dad's stomach, and I could feel the wave of orgasm building. "Oh shit dad, I'm gonna cum!" "Shoot it, baby... shoot it all over me." And that's all it took. I grabbed my dick and gave it three quick pumps and cum started flying everywhere. I threw my head back and moaned while I shot huge ropes of cum all over dads hairy chest. My hole must have contracted something fierce as i was cumming, because soon, dad was moaning too and unloading his cum deep inside me. He came for what seemed like a long time, and shot so much that his cum started dripping and drooling out of my hole and around his cock, onto his balls. After both our orgasms subsided, I pulled off, and started licking dad clean. I licked off all the cum from his balls and softening cock... and then moved up to his belly and chest... before getting the drop that landed right near his lips. We kissed for a long time. sweaty and sticky and spent. "Dad, what say I go down and make us breakfast so we have energy for our day together?" "Sounds good champ. And after breakfast, maybe dad can get more of this hot dessert," he said, running his fingers around my wet hole. "Don't worry dad... you're gonna be in me all day long." The End. Hope you enjoyed the story! I always appreciate and respond to all feedback. Niftyghostwriter@gmail.com