Date: Tue, 24 Mar 2020 12:37:24 -0400 From: Lacy Lips Subject: A Dads Delight 7 A Dads Delight 7 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 _________________________________________ As you see, things are shifting gears a bit as Matt more deeply discovers his bisexual side. He liked girls, but after the intense thrills he was experiencing dressing girlish, loving the sensations of cool silky lacy things against his body day and night and of course learning to suck cock, eat ass, swallow cum and loving all of that he wondered if he had completely switched sides. Seeing his aunt Helen's fine body, with or without lingerie, and having an intense sexual experience with her had him questioning his orientation while sitting on the bed, freshly showered, in Aimee's old room. It was all her fault. She never should have stashed her old underwear at his house. Being naked at that moment he put unpacking his suitcase for some clothes as first priority. He tossed it on the bed beside him and unlatched the lid. Oh Yes! Daddy. Thank you. Right on top of his stuff was the butt plug and the tube of lube. HIs father knew his needs and did not want him to go without some of that while he was away. He told himself he would put it to use later that night. He took out his boy stuff, shirts and pants and set them atop the dresser. Next from the case came carefully folder and freshly washed lingerie items. His bras, various styles of soft sexy panties and a nightgown. Back to the dresser to sequester them away first then topping them with the boy stuff for security. Pulling open the top drawer he was in awe. All neatly laid out in there, the entire drawer, was panties. At least 20 pair of hot styles, some lacy some satin, some white, some pastel colors. Holy shit! The most he had ever seen in one place. This stay with Helen was perking up. The next drawer was even better. Bras. Lots of them. Front hook, back hook, pull over bralettes, pushup and thin unlined styles plus some slips and other frilly clothing items. Damn! It made him wonder what the closet might contain. Other than the school girl skirt he wore for his daddy to get fucked in he never thought about womens outer clothes. He still had little interest in dressing up. I do not want to be a girl he told himself, just wear hot underwear to make my dick hard. Some of us can relate to that. Dressing in one of his old bras and a tanga pant bottom, on went shorts and tee shirt. What he thought Helen would appreciate was how the bra showed thru the shirt just enough to tease somebody. It sure tease Matt looking in the full length mirror. After dinner aunt Helen suggested that they both get ready for bed and then she wanted to talk. "Have you explored your room at all?" she questioned. "You mean like the dresser? Heck yes and I was flabbergasted by the assortment of lovely lingerie. Is that yours?" "No Honey. It is yours. Based on what my brother, your dad, told me about how Aimee's stuff fit you I bought new ones. I took a few nips and tucks in the bra cups to more firmly contain your baby fat boy boobs. We will have to have a little fashion show this week so I se how I did with alterations." Almost stuttering I replied. "Wow. Thank you." I leaned over and gave her a kiss. One of those grandma kisses on the cheek. "Hold on young man. That is not a kiss." She held my head and literally forced a wet, tongue enhanced, gyrating kiss the had me hard in seconds. "That's better. Now go get ready for bed and it better be satin. Did you check all of the drawers?" I scurried to my room trying to obscure my excited state. There were two drawers I had not opened towards the bottom. Drawing one to me my eyes were greeted by the bright shine of satin fabric. All colors of silky goodness awaited my eager exploration. Beside those heavenly garments were a few babydoll styles of nightwear with matching panties neatly folded and placed on top of each one. After my aunts kiss my teen cock was hard. Now it was threatening to burst along the sides. Jackpot! I was too overcome to open the bottom drawer. Another day maybe because my mission at that moment was to get naked and drape myself in the cool, glossy goodness of fine charmuse and wait for Helen to come to `talk'. Current attire tossed aside I selected a hot pink camisole style nighty. Trimmed at the neck and hem with black lace I judged it to be perfect. I was long enough the I opted to pass on panties and free ball it for bed. Getting hard again as the material slithered over my chest, hips and butt and finding its proper place on my shoulders, it took a while to contain itself sitting on the bed waiting for Helen. "Oh. Nice choice."she said, coming in the door. She had on a gauzy blue gown. Very short and kind of plain but her body was clearly on display thru the material. "Relax Matt. Let's get comfy in the bed and I will relate a bunch of family history which might help your understanding of your emotions these days. Then again maybe it will just make your dick hard." Did she just say that?? "So. Your dad was 5 years older than I was growing up. We got along great. He really loved his little sister -me. I was nine and he was 14, like you. When there was a big noisy thunder storm and it scared me so I wen tot his room across the hall and asked if I could climb in bed with him to make me worry less. Being a great brother of course he let me under the covers. What I did not know back then at 9 years old , was that teen boys dicks get big and hard and they need to play with them a lot especially in bed at night. When the covers came up and over me and I rolled to my side facing him my arm landed right on something I did not understand. It was his cock. Stiff and warm and huge in my estimation at the time. I, of course, had no idea he was jerking off when I came for comfort. Being a very loving brother or just because he was horny as hell, when I pulled my arm away he quietly explained the situation about teen boys and their dicks and their needs. As he explained he slowly returned my little hand to his dick having me wrap my fingers gently around it thickness. It felt so hot and so smooth and so hard. I was afraid there was something wrong but he told me it was normal and actually better than normal because it was `his hot little sisters hand' on it instead of his own. A huge clap of thunder happened and I thought the trees would fall down. I was clinging to his side with my hand still wrapped around his penis. "It's ok Helen. You are safe here. Now slide your sweet hand up and down my cock and relax. Enjoy." As i did that he casually told me the what and whys of boyhood masturbation. Explaining technique he taught me to grip hard going up and release somewhat going down. As i continued, rather fascinated actually, the tip got wet and slippery so he had to inform me about precum. I found the sensation of the slippery goo lubricating my fumbling strokes kind of cool. Then he described cumming. "If you keep doing that my penis will get so turned on that white slippery stuff will come shooting out of the tip. Like into the air. Lots of it. When a guy shoots that into a girls vagina it is what makes babies. Oh and it makes me feel totally incredible like my head wants to explode. Its called an orgasm." "I get that when I rub myself down there." "You what??" "Girls rub themselves too you know. Mom says it is normal." Hearing that 9 year olds finger themselves caused my brother to blow his load, as he put it. With a sheet being over us I missed an aerial display and found my hand coated in his sticky goo. The sheet above where i was still pulling on his dick was saturated and he mentioned that mom would not be happy with that. "You can let go now Sis. Give me your hand." He brought it up to his face while reaching for a t-shirt that he kept handy for cleanups like this. Fumbling around to find the cum rag, glops of his fresh goo dripped from my hand and he caught them with his extended tongue and slurped the dangling dollops away. Future times he taught me to enjoy consuming those creamy conclusions as well. If I had told him how little girl slumber parties became slobber parties around 10 years old he probably would have cum again. He learned later as I shared those events with him. "Story kind of over Matt. Your daddy and I would play together every once in awhile. Before he moved out to college he taught me to suck his cock and enjoy the sensation of being drenched in his large doses of teen cum. I found it yummy and was proud that I was so far ahead of my friends in the sex department. I taught him how to lick me down there as well. Was not long before it was just `Eat me. Lick my cunt" and he was there." Needless to say I was now totally dumbfounded by my aunt's story of prepubescent sexual escapades with my father. It was not like abused. There was not force and they both loved it. "So, young man, after that I bet you are wetting your pretty satin gown with volumes of seeping slickery sauce. How about giving auntie a taste and we can relieve all that pressure." Following her instructions I straddled those huge boobs, her hard nipples poking up the sheer material felt nice along my thighs, and i fed her my, as she herself put it, long-fat-hard-tasty- teen slab of cock meat. Inserting it slowly over her wetted lips while her tongue did a waltz on the shaft until i entered her throat and those muscles massaged the oozing tip. She seemed to like that but in moments I was plunging in and out enjoying every sensation her mouth parts produced. I could not last and feeling like a super stud with my hot aunt blowing me, cumming in her mouth was not enough. I was going to hose this bitch down real good. Glaze her like a donut then taking lots of time making out with her all drenched in my warm cum and leave her sparkling clean as I consumed most of my own gooey, clumpy discharge from her body. Her aghast surprise at the untimely removal of my prick from her sucking mouth was almost as visible as her vast enjoyment as I sprayed her in spooge and then ate it all away. Tired, drained and exhausted we lay together until Helen said she had to get rest and she left. I hoped that we would `talk' more tomorrow. What do you think? Comments welcomed. 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