Date: Wed, 18 Mar 2020 14:52:39 -0400 From: Lacy Lips Subject: A Dads Delight 2 A Dads Delight 2 DISCLAIMER: This is a fantasy depicting heterosexual and homosexual acts involving men, women and boys. The story is intended for adult readers and not minors. IF YOU ARE NOT OF LEGAL AGE TO BE READING THIS STORY OR IF YOU FIND SUCH MATERIAL OFFENSIVE, PLEASE LEAVE. All characters are fictional and in no way related to any person or persons living or deceased. Please consider donating to Nifty. I know that you enjoy it as much as I do. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html ________________________________________________________________ I cannot believe that I found enough will power not to jerk off a half dozen more times with moms underwear treasures before dad came home. During dinner he told me of his difficult day and how missing mom seemed to make it worse. I felt sorry for him. The only thing soothing me in those thoughts was the slippery pale blue nylon boy shorts I had on under my pants. If I could get away with it I would trash all the cotton jockey crap and clad my parts in silky goodness forever. Dad broke the mutual silence telling me he had some paperwork to get done. I headed for bed. I stripped off the pants and shirt standing before the closet mirror enjoying the view of my firm bubble butt with the boyshorts stretched over it. I was kind of cute in these I thought. I was hard again too and waiting in the drawer was that ultimate item of my excitement, the green shorty nightgown. Glorious in its emerald glossiness. Sexy in its ivory lace trimmed bust and bottom. Just imagining it on me had me raging in the panties. I literally made the garment fly from the drawer, and extending my arms above my head, allowed it magnificence to flutter downward covering my chest, my belly, my crotch, tickling my the front of my thighs, with fine spaghetti straps landing perfectly on my shoulders. Seeing myself newly dressed self in the mirror and knew I had to cum soon before my nuts actually burst with my ball sack sequestered in the nylon bottoms. Throwing myself on the bed, using a leg hole elastic stretched to the max as an exit point, I extracted my ragingly hard teen dick and began stroking. Ten pumps in I exploded! Powerfully pumping out a deluge of baby batter so forcefully that number 1 surge hit my chin as the following streams painted the front of the nightgown from waist to chest. I was a fucking mess! It felt sooo good! I believed I was about to pass out. "What the fuck!" The words were loud and startling. Not as startling as the bright light nearly blinding me as my door came open. There dad stood. Utterly flabbergasted seeing his teen son laying in bed with a cum drenched satin fucking nightgown covering most of his body. Significant dick in hand as well. After a few seconds of recovery time for both of us, he came closer. "You know son, you look almost cute dressed in that chemise. The cum stream accents are interesting to. You know your mother loved that nightgown and I knew that if she had it on I was going to get a really good, long slow back-of-the-throat blowjob from her that night". I was stunned but he continued. "You realize that if you dress like your mom you might have to act like her as well. After I would blast the first part of my profuse load across her face, giving her that glazed donut look, I would spray more into her open mouth and some on her tits making her gown look just like yours does now. Are you a cum lover too?" "Dad! I miss her too and after finding her sexy stuff in the storeroom I just had to jerk off. I could not resist the draw of the nightgown and panties climbing into bed with thoughts of her on my mind." "It's OK son. Maybe there is some positive effect here. As I said a moment ago, if you dress like her you should act like her too. On your knees bitch!" "Oh yes your mother like me to talk dirty to her no matter what hole I was about to stick this big dick into." Talking while getting his shirt and pants off I was in a stupor hearing this. He told me to sit up and I did, finding myself face to face with a stunningly huge cock. Damn dad was hung. No wonder I heard so many sex sounds from their room at night. "Use your hand honey. Get daddy all big and hard so mommy can suck his fat cock." There was no resistance. Why I have no idea but soon all of his weighty prick was on my palm. Gripping loosely and yanking had him at max firmness in seconds. "Now slide off of that bed and get on your knees like I told you slut. Open wide and suck my cock." He meat slapped my cheeks from both sides before he firmly, once again, ordered me to open up and give daddy some lovin. I tried to say I as not gay to which I was swiftly informed he did not care. "When you are on your knees wearing nylon panties and a satin chemise you are close enough to a girl to enjoy some thick juicy cock and just maybe a gusher of rewards at the end. Get on it cocksucker!" Very confused about myself at that time, but feeling very sexy in her clothing, I opened to accept dads thick meat and perform my wifely duties as he directed. I was full of very confused feelings. I did not want to suck my fathers dick. I was not queer. Then again I was hot and horny and hard wearing womens lingerie and there was something hypnotic about his thick stiff dick wagging in front of my face. He kept saying hot things about how I looked and how I was going to meet his needs one way or the other. Not mean. Just insistent. On my knees, face to face, well face to prick head, I was sliding into a trance. A large dollop of clear pre cum exited his pee hole and dangled off the tip of his manly spear. I loved the taste of my own pre and lost all resistance sweeping my tongue thru the dripping string of goo. I slurped it in. Oh that taste. So nice. Silky and sweet with a touch of salty. His hands rested now on my head and he thrust hips forward and brought my head closer slipping the spongy soft head between my naturally lubricated lips. I slathered more yummy slime from it as it entered deeper. There was a lot of weird shit feeling happening right then. My lips were gripping, my tongue was swirling and my own dick was ragingly hard tenting the green satin garment. I was liking cock in my mouth! Something about it felt so right. In short order I was making love to my daddy's big dick and not just sucking on it. "Oh Lord, Baby. I think you may like cocksucking more than your mother did and she loved it! She had her face on that piece of dick meat as often as we had the chance. I believe her favorite meal was warm sperm straight from the source." I was floored by what I was hearing about my kind-of-tradittional mom. Guess she went total slut in the sack and here I was in her nightgown serving as a replacement to her husband. I did not slow my , now quite juicy, ministrations to dads dick. I loved it. It was the blowjob every teen boy imagines but I was giving it and not receiving. "Yes, my satin-clad-down-on-your-knees-cock in your throat-crossdressed pussy boy. Eat daddy swollen phallus and get ready to the geyser like experience that is not far away." I was gagging somewhat from how deep he was into my mucus filled mouth. Another inch made contact with the entrance to my throat and it felt so off the charts good. I drew back a touch and then took it in again. That spot was magic so I kept going with the crown of his wide wonder rubbing on the entry to deep throat nirvana. I needed it and he wanted it an I was thrilled when he forced the last inch or so in actually entering my throat. He held it in there until my need the breathe forced me to push him away and his cock to recenter in my mouth. "Again?" He stared down at me and asked. I just nodded and SLAM there it was lock in my esophagus again. We repeated that over and over to my amazed pleasure and his too. I knew he was close. Yanking the 8 inches of ready-to-burst cock from my tired but happy mouth, his hand firmly holding his staff at the base, his fuck stick became fire hose as a virtually solid stream of hot testicular torrent sprayed my face dead center. Startled I opened my mouth and he was more than happy to load the luscious oral opening was surge after surge of slimy musty gelatinous goo. Fuck I was going to drown in cum i thought. Now I would consider it a great way to die! The pulses of penile puree slowed to an oozing flow and dad wiped his dick all over my face while calling me dirty slut pig, whore, cocksucker, cum guzzler and a few other choice descriptions of my performance. I loved it. All true. In one afternoon I progressed from panty play, to living lingerie rack to sperm craving cock sucker. He smiled at me saying I needed to get cleaned up. The heightened arousal from the sex intensified the shower massage spray enjoyment and I was super cleansed almost virginal as I powdered up before returning to my bed room. Centered on my bed was the box from the storeroom and beside it were some selections dad most have made from it. Panties; nylon, light green with ruffled lace waist and leg holes; and a bra of the same tone that had foam lined cups and lace trimmed band and shoulder straps. What the fuck was I getting into a bra for? "You dressed , honey?" I heard from downstairs. " Kind of. How do I put on a bra and why?" "Why is because I told you too and I would love to see a body around the house in underwear again. How? Around your chest backwards so you can hook it and the spin it to the front and slip into the straps." "I don't have tits dad" "Doesn't matter. You will look cute anyway. Get it all on and get down here for dinner. If you are lucky you might get a luscious liquid dessert, if you know what I mean. Comments? Want more? Your input is invited. Lacylips@gmail.com Please consider donating to Nifty. I know that you enjoy it as much as I do. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html