Date: Sat, 23 Mar 2024 01:37:00 +0100 (CET) From: Keith Castello Subject: My Dad the Widower - Chapter 7 ----- This work is purely fictional and contains explicit material and taboo themes. I don't condone or encourage recreating the acts in this story in real life--in fact, I strongly discourage it! Feedback welcome (even hateful ones) Email: Website: ----- Chapter 7 I was laying in bed in only my briefs, ready for sleep when daddy came out of the bathroom. He had nothing but a towel on, wrapped around his waist as he walked across the room. His body was glistening under the dim yellow lights. The shadows accentuated his broad chest, and his muscular arms were bulging. My gaze fell to his gut and followed the trail of fur that led to the prominent bulge in his crotch. The towel couldn't conceal the outline of daddy's tool, and I gazed on as it swung freely while he made his way to the kitchen. I yearned for daddy as I stared at the teasing outline, recalling the sensation of having it buried in the crack of my butt. Daddy was built like a bull that night. It made me weak. But he moved like one too, and not in a good way. He seemed bothered, almost irate, and it made me wonder what was on his mind. He was all bothered ever since he came by grandpa's house to pick me up and eat dinner. Even grandpa snapped at him at one point. I thought telling him about my day while he showered might distract him, but it didn't seem to work. He was scratching his head and sighing as he made his way to the kitchen to grab something out of the fridge. He chugged a carton of milk and went to turn off the lights. I waited for daddy to come to bed as I wondered if I should turn off the bedside lamp as well, just to give him one less thing to do. He made his way to the closets in front of our bed and took off his towel to dry himself off. He had his back turned but I poked my head out to see. I saw his big balls hanging low as he dried himself off, but not much else. I grew frustrated. I snapped out of my curiosity when Daddy almost toppled over as he tried and failed to put on his pajama pants. He grew more irritated as he tried to put them on again. "Stupid thing," he muttered. His mood began to concern me even more. Once he got them on, Daddy put on an old wife beater then came to bed next to me, turning off the bedside lamp, leaving only the moonlight to illuminate our apartment. I snuggled up to him and took my usual position under his arm, trying to ease his mood. Daddy's body was incredibly warm that night. I grew even more concerned as I rested my head on his chest and slid my arm around his belly. It felt like he might have had a fever. Maybe that's what was bothering him? I figured that's probably why he wore a wife beater instead of his usual shirt. I snuggled up closer to daddy and hugged him tighter. Concerned as I was, the warmth of his body also felt good on my bare skin. I wrapped my leg around his thigh to get more of the warmth, then my eyes rested on the bulge in daddy's pants. At first I was intrigued, excited that I was able to stare at it freely. But I felt daddy breathe in deeply, conveying a great deal of stress. It bothered me that he was so uneasy. I wished I could help him, somehow. I wished I knew what he needed. At that thought, I suddenly remembered something grandpa mentioned the other day. *Boys need their privacy...and men have their needs.* Grandpa mentioned something about sleepovers too. I started rubbing daddy's belly as I began to ponder what grandpa meant. It was like a puzzle that might help me make daddy's life easier, if only I could piece it together. I figured it must have been something that mommy used to help with, but I don't remember daddy ever having a sleepover or mommy arranging one. I was stumped. "Daddy, what did grandpa mean the other day? About men having needs?" I finally asked, looking up at daddy. He stared at me for a while, seemingly surprised. "Daddy?" I called out. "Oh, uhm...don't worry about it, son. It's not for kids." "But I wanna know, daddy! What were the sleepovers he was talking about? Maybe I can help you, if it's true you really need them?" He hesitated for a while before replying. "Well...Daniel...you see, your grandfather was talking about...well, he was talking about, uhh...sex." Daddy cleared his throat. "When he said that men have needs, he was talking about the need for s-sex. And he's...concerned, that I haven't been getting any sex since your mother died three years ago." I heard the words he was saying but I was baffled. I vaguely recalled hearing them before but I was hazy on it. "Sex? What's that? Is that like...a candy?" Daddy chuckled and my eyes lit up, relieved that his mood seemed to be changing. "No, baby. It's not candy. It's...well...in a way it can be like candy, I guess." He then fluffed his pillow to prop himself up on his upper back, and he wrapped his arm around my shoulders and squeezed them lightly. I snuggled up to him tightly and stretched out my arm around his gut as he did. I love it when daddy has his big arms around me. "You see, Daniel, when two people love each other, like your mother and I did, one way they...express...that love is by having sex. When they do, it's like they...hug...for a long time, because they love each other so much." So mommy *did* help him with his needs! "Oooh, I see," I said as I tried to digest what he was explaining. I think I was starting to get it. "Well, I love you daddy---I love you very much---and I'm hugging you now. Is this sex? Are *we* having sex?" He chuckled again. "Well, no, baby. This is not sex. You're just hugging me." "But you said that sex is when two people who love each other hug each other?" "Well, yes, but..." I could see his face scrunching up as he tried to find the words. "...well...it's not just hugging. When two people have sex, there's also kissing involved." "Like this?" I pecked him on the cheek playfully and daddy laughed again. I smiled, encouraged. It seemed like my playfulness was lightening him up. "N-no, Danny. The kiss is a little bit longer than that, and it's on the lips." "Like this?" I reached out to kiss him again, this time on the lips, and I made sure that it lasted a few seconds longer. I think I surprised daddy when I did, because I felt his whole body tighten when I kissed him, and he let out a surprised "mm!" when my lips touched his. Even his arm that was wrapped around me tightened its grip. "Like that?" I asked as I pulled away, giggling. He stared at me for quite a while, stunned. Then he cleared his throat nervously and replied, "That's...i-it's warmer, baby, but s-still not quite." "Well how then, daddy?" "Well, Danny...when it's a sex kiss...it's a lot longer than that...and it's with tongue." "With tongue?" Just when I thought I was starting to get it, I was clueless again. "What do you mean? Is it like...kissing someone with your tongue instead of your lips? Like this?" Then I reached out again to lick his lips. "Uhm...not exactly, baby." He reached under the blanket and adjusted his pajama pants, then cleared his throat again. "Uhm...when your m-mom and I had sex kisses, she...uhm...w-well, she usually sort of s-s-sucked on...my tongue. That's how sex-kisses work, Danny." I was getting curiouser and curiouser. I just stared at him for a minute as I tried to wrap my head around sex-kissing. "I think I get it...can I try it on your tongue, daddy?" I asked. He let out another laugh, but this time it seemed more like a nervous laugh. Like he was uncomfortable or awkward. After a pause, he replied, "M-maybe not, baby. That wouldn't be appropriate." I pouted. "Pleeease, daddy! Pretty pleeease?" I begged him as I shook his belly in frustration. "I just want to help you with your needs, like grandpa said." I buried my face in his armpit and hugged him tightly. Then I lifted my head up and pouted some more. It always seems to work whenever he first says no. "Why can't I give you sex like mom used to do? I mean...if it's something that you need so much that grandpa makes a fuss about it, I'm happy to give it since mom's no longer around." I rested my head on his shoulder. "You take such good care of me daddy...I just want to make it easier on you." He was speechless for a few minutes, and I started rubbing his belly again as I waited for an answer. As I was looking at his belly, my hand rubbing it in a circular motion, I noticed a movement just below daddy's belly. I squinted my eyes to get a closer look since the room was so dark, and I noticed that the lump in his pants was much bigger now. Daddy's cock had grown, and my heart raced, my eyes widening. I heard him gulp as he breathed in heavily, then he cleared his throat again. I looked up at him as he started to talk. "Okay, baby. Maybe you can try it out on daddy's tongue. But only for a minute. Okay?" I was ecstatic. "Yay!! Thank you, daddy!" I exclaimed as I hugged him tightly. He turned his head toward me as I reached up to start sex-kissing him. "Well? Stick out your tongue!" I said excitedly. He chuckled again. "No, baby. First, we kiss like normal, then it sort of...snowballs into that." "Oh. I see, daddy." I put his lips to mine like I did the first time and I waited for him to stick his tongue out. He didn't right away, but after a few seconds, daddy started caressing my lips with his. Kissing with movement...I was starting to get it. I copied what daddy was doing and moved my lips as well to caress his, almost like our lips were trying to hug each other. I felt instantly closer to daddy, and I was starting to understand more why people who love each other do this. Shortly after we started doing that, daddy started licking my lips too. I followed his lead and did the same thing. He tightened the grip of his arm around my shoulders as he pulled me closer to him. He rested his other arm on my waist, and my hand ran up his chest in response. I felt even closer to daddy now. I noticed that his kissing was starting to get somewhat more bothered and intense, and he was breathing more heavily now. His hot breath washed over my face and I took in the scent. Finally, he stuck his tongue in my mouth, and I sucked on it happily. I was so excited. I figured that daddy would like it more if I was hot and bothered like him, so I got myself to that state. I was caressing his lips with mine, and I was licking his lips, and I was sucking on his tongue eagerly---all at once. We were sex-kissing! I think daddy liked it because his arms started to wrap even tighter around me, and he started fondling me somewhat intensely. I liked it too, mostly because it seems like it was making daddy happy. While we were in the middle of it, I couldn't help but notice daddy's scent. It's always been there, but I've never smelled it like this before. He smelled like a hot cup of coffee. I always found it comforting, his scent. I couldn't help but feel the safest I've ever been as I sex-kissed daddy and he sex-kissed me back. After a while, I noticed that daddy's kissing became gentler again. Shortly after his kisses calmed, he pulled away. I opened my eyes to find him with the biggest smile on his face, looking back at me. "It worked!" I cheered as I hugged him. "It made you happy! Wow!" I gave him the tightest hug I could as I rested my head on his chest again and closed my eyes in triumph. "Yes, baby. Daddy's very happy," he said laughing. "You were very good, for your first time doing that." Then daddy squeezed my shoulders with his arm and kissed me on the forehead. "You should've told me sooner that you needed that, daddy. I would've been so happy having sex with you every night." "Well hold on now, baby. *That* wasn't sex. It was just kissing. It's a part of sex, you see, just one part. There are other parts that come after the kissing." I started to get confused again. I looked up at him and asked, "Other parts? Like what?" He laughed while he toussled my hair. "Don't worry about it, Danny. That's enough for today." "Come on, please!" "Go to sleep, baby. Come on." "But you said you would show me how to have sex?" He laughed again and grabbed my face to shake it playfully. "Hey, I told you we could just try the kissing. I said nothing about the sex. Now let's go to sleep, baby." I sighed and dropped my head on his chest, frustrated. "Good night, sweet boy." Daddy kissed me on the head to console me. I could sense that he felt a little guilty. "But I'm not sleepy yet," I said. I started rubbing his belly again as I continued to pout. Daddy rested his free hand on mine and rubbed his belly with me while he tried to doze off. I noticed the lump under the blanket again, only it was even bigger now, and now it looked like a half-pitched tent. I ran my hand down my daddy's belly and touched it. Daddy jumped as he pulled my hand away. "W-what're you doing, buddy?" He looked at me, stunned. His arm around my shoulder was gripping tight again. "I-I'm sorry, daddy!" I got so scared so fast. "Did that hurt? I was just...I was wondering about that lump under the blanket..." Daddy was still startled. "T-that's--that's nothing to worry about, baby. It's just daddy's willy." "Is it, daddy?" At this point, I got the idea to start fibbing. "But I've never seen it like that, daddy. What's wrong with it?" "Nothing's wrong with it, baby. It just...well...p-pressure usually builds up in a man's willy right before he has sex. Sort of like a...headache, I guess. A willy headache." I got scared at the words. It all made sense now. Maybe that was what was bothering daddy tonight, why he was running a fever. He had a willy headache. I wondered why my own willy didn't hurt even as it was hard, but maybe because daddy's was so big, or because he was much older...I thought about heart attacks and how only old people get them, and it worried me even more that maybe willy headaches was something only old people get. And maybe it might be lethal too! "Daddy, how do we make it go away?" I asked him urgently. "Do you want me to get you an aspirin, daddy?" Daddy laughed, to my surprise. "No, son, it's fine. Just go to sleep." "But daddy!" I couldn't understand why he wasn't more worried about the possible willy heart attack. "What if the pressure gets too much? What if it bursts?!" Daddy let out a roaring laugh. I was puzzled, and also a little hurt. "It's fine baby, I promise," daddy said. I just stared at him, puzzled, and he stared at me back. "I'll show you," daddy added, after a while. Then he lifted the blanket and pulled down his pants to show me his willy. "See, sweetie? No bursting anytime soon, okay? It's not even bleeding." I was stunned at the sight of it. It was the first time I had a good look at it, and it was unbelievably large. I'd say it was the size of my forearm. I reached out my hand carefully to examine daddy's willy. I was excited that daddy was being so free about showing me his cock, but I was also still concerned that it might be hurting. It was so large, after all, and it looked like it might burst any minute. As my hand touched daddy's willy, I felt daddy hold in a breath. My heart raced as I touched it. I could barely wrap my fingers around it. I was excited to be holding daddy's cock but I forced myself to focus on the task. I had to feel if there were any cuts or bleeding or signs of near-bursting. I couldn't believe it wasn't about to burst because it looked so swollen. And it was pulsating. "But doesn't it make you uncomfortable how swollen it is? Surely you can't go to sleep if your willy has a headache, can you?" "Well, uhh..." "How did mom take care of this when you guys had sex?" Daddy just stared at me. I don't know why. His willy headache seemed urgent but he didn't seem worried, and I don't know why. "Uhh, well...well, mom used to, uhm...well, she used to s-suck on it...t-to ease the pressure...like a popsicle, you know? ...but, uhh, it's fine, baby. There's no need for that now." I was curious yet again as the image of mom sucking on daddy's willy seemed odd, but if it'll help with daddy's willy headache, I figured there was no harm. "Please, daddy, let me do it too. I feel like this is my fault." He was laughing nervously again. "Really, baby. There's no need." I turned to look at his willy again as I held it in my hand. After a moment of contemplation, I decided I wasn't going to beg this time. I may not have known how to give sex-kisses, but I sure knew how to suck on a popsicle---I love popsicles! So I lunged forward and took daddy's willy in my mouth. "D-Daniel! Wh-wha-" Daddy cried. I ignored him. I took the swollen head of his willy in mouth and I sucked on it like those popsicles I loved. Daddy's willy was red hot---almost like it had a terrible fever, confirming my suspicions---and it tasted nothing like a popsicle. It actually tasted rather salty. But what it lacked in sweetness it made up for with something else. Daddy's scent was even stronger down here, more concentrated. I found it very relaxing. My head was almost spinning. As I continued to suck on daddy's willy, I could feel his tight body relaxing more and more. His hand started gripping and caressing the back of my head. He also started to moan softly. "Seems like it's working daddy. You seem more relaxed. Is it working, daddy?" "Yes, baby. You're making daddy feel better and better..." Satisfied, I continued to suck on daddy's dick. I could feel daddy pushing my head lower, and I think he wanted me to take more of his willy in my mouth. So I did. When I tried to go even deeper, I heard daddy breathe a loud sigh of relief. So I continued going even deeper. I sucked on daddy's willy as ravenously as I could, and I took as much of it in my mouth as I could. "B-baby, why don't you get between daddy's legs?" he whispered. "I want to look at you while you suck on daddy's cock." I obliged and positioned myself between daddy's legs, belly down, as he took off his pajama pants. I've never been in this position with daddy, but the feeling was familiar. It's the same feeling I get when he wraps his arms around me. Maybe it's because daddy is such a big man that I feel such comfort and security whenever he hugs me---with his arms or with his legs. And, from this perspective, daddy looked even larger. However, his cock was so much more intimidating from this angle. It was like towering over me. I got a little scared at the thought of having to swallow all of it, but I shook it off because daddy needed my help. I took daddy's cock again in my mouth and went as deep as I could. "Look at daddy, baby." I looked up at him while I sucked on his cock. "Good boy...good boy." I was so happy that daddy seemed happy. I also noticed that daddy's cock was getting saltier. I took it out for a moment to see what was making it saltier. I squeezed his willy gently and a clear fluid oozed out of his cock's bloated head and trickled down the shaft of his cock. "That's called precum, baby. That's...just how daddy's willy relieves the pressure." I felt even more encouraged. "So it's working?" "Yes, baby. It's working really well." My face lit up. "You could also try pumping it, baby, while you suck on it." "What do you mean, daddy? Like this?" I pressed down on it repeatedly, like I was trying to resuscitate it. But daddy just laughed. "No, baby, like this." Daddy wrapped his dick in his hand and squeezed on it up and down repeatedly. "Oh, okay, daddy." I took his cock in my mouth again and I started pumping it while my head bopped up and down. "Yes. That's it, baby. That feels so good." I sucked on daddy's cock and pumped it with even greater gusto. I was starting to enjoy it myself. There's just something about sucking on daddy's cock---the smell of him, the heat radiating onto my face, the way his big hairy thighs were basically hugging me---that made me feel...proud. I also liked the taste of daddy's precum. His cock was oozing more and more precum now, assuring me that my treatment was working. It seemed to happen the more eagerly I sucked and pumped, so I sucked and pumped with even more energy and I swallowed daddy's precum as it came. "Ohhh baby, you're such a good boy. Daddy feels real good, baby." I continued to bop my head up and down, sucking and pumping daddy's cock. I could hear his breathing getting heavier and his grip on my head getting tighter. Suddenly, daddy sat up and pulled my face to his. Daddy sex-kissed me again, and I returned his kisses happily. His scent smells even stronger now, somehow. Daddy pulled away and whispered, urgently, "Okay now listen, baby. If you keep sucking and pumping daddy's cock, there's gonna come a point, very soon, that daddy's willy will..." he paused to find the words. "...explode! with happiness! Okay?" My face lit up in excitement at the thought of making daddy explode with happiness. "Oh dear, daddy! Yes! I want to make you explode with happiness!" "You will, honey. Just keep doing what you're doing. But I don't want you to be scared." I tilted my head to the side, puzzled. "See, the thing is, when daddy's willy explodes with happiness, it's gonna shoot out a lot of cream, okay? I mean, a lot of salty cream. And it may taste a little...strong...okay?" "Okay, daddy..." I was intrigued, but his tone was also making me a little nervous. "I just don't wanna surprise you baby. In fact, I want..." Daddy hesitated. "What is it, daddy? What do you want?" "Well, baby...if it's alright, daddy wants you to swallow his cream. Is that okay?" "Oh...sure, daddy! That doesn't seem so hard." I've never tasted salty cream before, but I've certainly swallowed cream before. "Great! Okay, baby, thank you!" Daddy said excitedly and he kissed me on the lips. He laid down again and I continued to suck and pump his cock. I was getting more and more excited in anticipation. I was eager to make daddy explode with happiness. Daddy's breathing got heavier and heavier as I increased the intensity of my sucking and pumping. I sucked on his cock as ravenously as I could, eager for daddy's cream. "Daddy's close, baby. Don't stop." I sucked on daddy's dick more and more. I could taste so much of his sweet precum now, even more than before, and it made it easier to suck on daddy's dick. And his groin was burning up, radiating heat across my entire face. Daddy took both his hands and gripped my head tightly as he started pumping his hips, trying to get more of his cock in and out of my mouth. I was getting even more excited and nervous at the same time. I think he was trying to be gentle, but daddy is just so strong. I looked up at him again and he was looking right at me with a look in his eyes I had never seen before. Daddy's muscles were all flexed now, and he started thrusting his cock in and out of my mouth a bit faster and deeper. I could feel my eyes welling up, and at one point a tear fell from the side of my eye. But I still kept my eyes on daddy's eyes because he said he wanted me to. Then, he licked his lips and started breathing faster. "Here comes daddy. You ready, baby?" I couldn't answer but I just continued to suck on his cock as best as I could. "Here I come!" Daddy gripped the back of my head and I could feel his whole body tighten. He started breathing sharply through his teeth and I knew he was about to explode. I continued to suck as best I could because I wanted to get daddy to that happy explosive place. Suddenly, daddy let out a loud roar. His body trembled immensely and his cock pulsated violently in my mouth. In an instant my mouth was flooded with daddy's scalding cream. It tasted really strong, like he said. It was almost intoxicating. Right away, I started drinking as much of the cream as I could, as I promised daddy I would. I sucked on daddy's cock like a big straw as I tried to drink as much of his cream, just like he wanted. Some of it trickled out of my mouth even though I was trying hard to swallow it all. I felt a little overwhelmed because the explosion was just so quick and violent, but I tried my best to hold myself together because daddy needed me for this. After having drank what felt like buckets of cream, the pulsation in daddy's cock started to die down quickly, and his body was no longer trembling, although it would occasionally jerk. When the explosion was over, I sucked on daddy's cock to clean it out and slurp up what was left of his cream. Then I looked up at him proudly. He smiled back at me and pulled me toward him. As I straddled atop daddy, he wrapped his arms around my waist and he gave me a deep sex-kiss. He seemed extremely satisfied, and I was only too happy to have helped my daddy. "Was that good, daddy?" I mumbled. "Oh yes, baby. It felt so good." He started running his hand all over my back. "You made daddy feel so good, baby. It's been a long time since daddy exploded with happiness like that." He kissed me deep in the cheek. "You're such a good boy," he whispered. I kissed daddy back. "I love you, daddy." "I love you too, baby." I came back down from on top of him and took my position by his side, snuggling up by his armpit. Daddy wrapped his arm around me once more and breathed a sigh of relief. I hugged him tightly as I breathed in his comforting scent as I tried to doze off to sleep. But then a thought occurred to me. "Daddy?" "Yes, baby?" he murmured. "Does mommy have a willy too? I thought girls didn't have willies?" Daddy opened his eyes and looked at me puzzled. "Why the odd question, son? Of course your mother didn't have a willy." "Well, because...if mom didn't have a willy...how did you have sex with her? How did she explode with happiness?" "Ah." Daddy paused for a while. "Well, you see, Danny, sex is...well, it's sort of like a tickle fight. Your mother and I did many kinds of things, like you do in a tickle fight, until we both exploded with happiness in the end. You understand?" "A tickle fight?!" I retorted. "Well, we've already done that a few times, haven't we?" "Well, yes, baby. But sex...it's *like* a tickle fight, but not exactly, you know?" "What's the difference, daddy? Does sex tickle even more than a tickle fight?" Daddy laughed. "No, baby. It tickles less. It tickles so much less that it doesn't even tickle; it just feels...good." I paused to digest what he said. "Can you show me, daddy? I'm not sure what you mean." Daddy stared at me for a moment, then he pulled me up so that my head was a little higher than his. His arm went from being around my shoulder to being around my waist. "Well, for starters, your mother used to like it when I tickled her here." Daddy slowly ran his other hand up my belly and rested his finger on my nipple. Then he flicked it, and shortly after, he started rubbing lightly it in a circular motion, like he did that night at the motel. I grew excited because this time, he was fully awake. I couldn't help but close my eyes as I started to feel his finger teasing my nipple. I was starting to get it. It sort of tickled, but not quite. It just felt...good. "Are you like mommy, baby? Do you like it too?" Daddy asked in a low voice. I opened my eyes for a moment to find him staring at me intently. "Yes, daddy. I like it a lot. I think I'm starting to get what you mean." "It feels good, doesn't it, baby?" "Yes, daddy." I closed my eyes again. I couldn't help but start heaving. Although I had already felt this that night at the motel I still couldn't understand it fully, why it felt so good. Daddy was only rubbing my nipple, and he was doing it so gently, but it still felt so good, almost intensely good. I could feel pressure building up in my own willy. "Your mother also liked it when I tickled her here with my tongue. You want to try it, baby?" I was curious. "Sure, daddy." Daddy stuck out his tongue and did to my nipple what he first did with his finger. He flicked it lightly, then started running his tongue around my nipple, still ever so gently. He stared at me as he did, and I stared at him back. My heaving started getting more labored, and I felt electric tingles all over my body. My willy was now fully hard, and I could feel myself tensing up. Daddy took my nipple in his mouth and tickled it from the inside. It felt so good how warm his mouth was. Feelings of relaxation and tension were building up inside me all at once. I could feel daddy's arms wrapping tighter around me. Then, daddy stopped for a moment to get on top of me. He spread my legs and rested them on top of his thighs, then he leaned forward to give me a long sex-kiss. Being under the weight of my big daddy made me feel the same way I felt when I was between his legs. The sheer size of him completely engulfed me and I felt like I was being hugged from all around. I couldn't help but feel that same feeling of safety and comfort as I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed daddy back. After a few minutes of kissing, daddy pulled away and took my nipple back in his mouth. He started kissing it and sucking on it. The tingling felt even greater now. Then he switched to my other nipple and those new feelings of relaxation and tension kept washing over me the longer he did it. As he was kissing my nipples, daddy slowly began running his hand down my side and toward my butt cheeks. He started fondling them and squeezing them lightly while he sex-kissed my nipples. "Your buns are making daddy very horny, baby." Daddy whispered in my ear as he began to kiss my neck. I didn't know what that word meant but I was too distracted to ask, especially as I felt daddy's stubbly chin against my neck. There was that feeling again, like being tickled but not quite, although not in the same way as in the nipples. I was so blissfully confused. As he continued to kiss my neck, I felt daddy start to grind his hips against my spread out legs. His cock was rubbing up against my pucker. My own willy was fully hard now and I was feeling excited. I felt giddy that my wish had unexpectedly come true. Daddy was between my cheeks again---and this time he was awake! "You're hard again, daddy." I whispered. "Do you want me to help with that like I did before?" Daddy looked up at me and paused, his willy firmly planted on my pucker, separated only by my briefs. "No, baby." He said finally. "I think we can do it differently this time." "Different? How?" Daddy paused again. "Do you want to explode with happiness too, baby? It's called cumming, and daddy used to make mommy cum all the time, and she always loved it. Do you want daddy to make you like mommy?" My face lit up. "If...if it's not too much trouble, daddy. Yes, please." "It's no trouble at all, baby, because it's gonna make daddy cum too, you see? If you cum, I'll cum. And we can explode with happiness together. You want that, baby?" "Oh, yes, daddy! But how?" "Let's start by taking these off." Daddy sat up and pulled down my briefs. I could see that my willy was already swollen, like daddy's was earlier. And there was precum oozing out of it. He threw my briefs to the floor and leaned forward again to kiss me. "And then, daddy needs to make sure your pussy is ready." "My pussy, daddy?" "Yes, baby. This right here." Daddy pressed two of his fingers firmly against my pucker. "This is your pussy, baby." "But how do I get it ready, daddy? Ready for what?" I asked as he started rubbing my pussy. "Let me take care of that, baby. Do you trust daddy?" "Of course I trust you, daddy." Daddy gave me a kiss again. Then he swiftly lifted my legs up so that my pussy was to his face. Daddy stared in my eyes intently, and he stuck out his tongue and gave my pussy a deep, harsh lick. I felt a shock run through me as his warm, wet tongue slid against my crack. He did it a few more times and then he gave my pussy a deep kiss. He took my hole in his mouth and started kissing it ravenously. I could feel his tongue going deeper inside and sliding back out all the time. I couldn't help but start whining desperately. Daddy's strong hands were gripping my waist to hold me up while he was basically eating my pussy. Like everything else about him, daddy had a big tongue, and I could feel it going in and out of me. It was strong, too, strong and hefty. I could feel the walls of my insides expand whenever daddy's tongue entered me. Daddy ran his hands downward to reach for my nipples. He started rubbing them with his thumbs as he continued to eat my pussy, and the feeling of ecstasy inside me further intensified. I was desperately squeezing daddy's thighs with my hands, trying to keep my unnamable restlessness at bay. After a while, daddy pulled away and put me back down. He leaned forward to give me another kiss. "Your pussy's so good and tight, baby. Did you like what daddy did to your flower?" "Oh, daddy, it felt so good." I kissed him back affectionately. It was the only way I knew to express how wonderful I was feeling. "So it's ready?" "Not quite yet, baby. Daddy's not done." He started tracing my hole with two fingers as he looked at me intently. "What's next, daddy?" "Just watch, baby." He continued to look at me in the eyes as he rubbed my pussy. Then he pulled away and put his middle finger to my lips, as if to shush me. "Suck on daddy's finger, baby. I need this finger wet for your boypussy." He pushed his finger in my mouth and I began to suck it. "Suck on it like you sucked on daddy's cock." I sucked on daddy's finger like he asked. I never paid attention to it before, but I noticed that daddy's finger was also quite large. "You're so beautiful, baby." Daddy said. He took out his finger and kissed me deeply while he started rubbing my pussy with his finger again. As we were kissing deeply, daddy started pushing his finger inside my hole. At first it was just a little bit, but then he started pushing it in deeper. He pulled away from kissing me and looked deep into my eyes. As I was looking back at him, I felt his fat finger plunge fully inside me. It took me by surprise and I gasped. "Shhh, it's okay, baby. Your pussy's just so tight. I need to do this so your pussy will be ready." I nodded. He started moving his finger around inside me, as if trying to massage something. The pressure in my groin built up and another shockwave hit me. He was still staring into my eyes as he did that, and I couldn't help but start heaving. I didn't know what he was massaging but it felt so good that I started caressing daddy all over. "Daddy, you s-still haven't told me what we're getting ready for," I asked with a tremble in my voice. Daddy smiled and gave me another kiss. "Your pussy needs to be ready to take in daddy's cock, baby." My eyes widened in intrigue. The look on my face seemed to make daddy laugh. "But...will it fit, daddy?" I recalled the sheer size of his willy and I couldn't understand how something that big could fit in my small hole. "It will, baby. Trust me." Daddy sat up and pulled off his wife beater, keeping his eyes on me. Daddy looked like a hardened soldier, and there was a hunger in his eyes that I had never seen before. I was a little intimidated. As daddy threw away his shirt, I caught sight of his hefty cock once again. It looked even more bloated than earlier, and, somehow, it looked bigger from afar. The bloated knob was practically dripping with precum. Daddy stood up off the bed, and his cock bounced as he turned to face me, asking me to sit up. I swung my legs off the bed and sat up where my face was to his throbbing cock. I looked up at daddy and he was looking at me with that look in his eyes. He started to stroke my face with his hand. "You're so beautiful, baby." Daddy said. I blushed and smiled shyly. Daddy grabbed his cock and started stroking the other side of my face with it. The expression on his face started to change. He was looking at me with that same hunger in his eyes. He had the same look in his eyes as those lions I see in nature documentaries, when they were diligently stalking their prey. I could feel my cheek getting smeared with daddy's precum as he continued to stroke my face with his cock. Then he took the head of his cock and ran it down my cheek toward my lips. When it got there, he rubbed the tip of his cock on my lips as his other hand caressed the side of my face. The look on his face grew graver. Daddy gave his cock a squeeze and tug and I felt a big drop of his precum run down to my lips. He slowly ran his cock from side to side to coat my lips with his precum. "Stick out your tongue, baby," daddy said. "I want you to suck on daddy's cock like I taught you." I stuck out my tongue and started doing as he asked. I got a taste of his precum instantly, and his cock felt really warm again. I started to lick it and kiss it, and he continued to stare at me with those eyes. With my eyes fixed on his, I grabbed the shaft of his cock in my hand, and I took the bloated head in my mouth. Daddy took in a sharp breath. At first, I just teased the head, then I took more of his cock in my mouth. I slid it in and out of my mouth as my hand stroked his cock. Daddy looked like he was drooling. After a few minutes, daddy pulled out his cock and leaned in to kiss me. He laid me back down and got on top of me once again. He rested my legs on his thighs and his cock was now pressed firmly against my hole. Daddy spit on his hand and rubbed it in my pussy. Then he leaned forward and started kissing me deeply. Daddy was grinding his hips and rubbing his rod against my pussy while he kissed me. Having daddy's bare cock rub against it felt so good, even better than I imagined, that night at the motel. Daddy started grinding harder. "You ready, baby? Daddy's dying to fuck you now. You want daddy to fuck you?" "Fuck me?" "Yes, baby. I'm gonna stick my willy in your sweet pussy. Now, it's gonna hurt at first, okay?" Daddy started caressing my face. "But don't be scared. After a minute, it's not gonna hurt anymore. And then daddy's gonna make you feel real good. Okay?" Daddy's grinding became even harder and more deliberate. There was an urgency in his face. "You want daddy to fuck you?" "If you want to, daddy. I just want to make you happy." Daddy smiled and kissed me. "Yes, I want to, baby. Daddy wants to be inside you." Daddy kissed me once more. I wrapped my arms around his neck as his grinding became more intense, pressing up hard against my pussy. I couldn't understand how fucking could hurt---I still wasn't sure how he could get it in---but his cock rubbing up against my hole felt so good that I didn't care much anymore. Daddy pulled away and looked at me. He grabbed his cock and positioned the tip directly on my hole. This was it. Daddy was going to fuck me. I stared back into his eyes as I waited. Daddy started to push. He teased my hole for a while, sliding the head of his cock in and out. So far it didn't hurt. And it felt good. But finally, daddy pushed harder and instantly slipped way more of his cock inside me. Suddenly I felt the pain he warned me about. As daddy's cock entered me it felt like a dozen knives somehow went in with it. I started to panic and yelp in pain. "Daddy!" I cried. "Shhh, it's okay, baby, just breathe." Daddy had a concerned look on his face but I started to breathe in deeply like he said. "Just breathe, baby. Daddy's almost there. You're okay." He started pecking my lips and my cheeks to calm me down. Then he looked into my eyes again and I in his as I continued trying to breathe. I couldn't help but wince at the pain, and I felt a tear trickle down my face. It took a while but the pain finally started to subside. Daddy started to push again once he saw that I had calmed down. As he went deeper inside me, the pain subsided even more and in its place was a pleasure I didn't have the words for. I let out a loud moan as daddy made a final push. He took my nipple in his mouth as he did and I only noticed then how erect they were. "What a good boy, little Danny," Daddy said. He started pulling out his cock and pushing it back in, slowly. I could feel the sheer size of daddy's cock fully inside me, stretching my hole to the limit. I could feel the walls of my insides expanding. Just the thought of it makes me feel somewhat proud. Every movement of his cock grazed something in me that sent ripples of pleasure throughout my body. "How's that feel, baby? Okay?" "Oh, daddy, it feels so good." "Yeah?" daddy chuckled. "You like daddy being inside you?" "Yes, daddy. I want you inside me all the time." That seemed to encourage daddy because he started thrusting his hips harder while he gave me another long, deep kiss. I kissed daddy back but it was a little harder this time because daddy was pushing the air out of my lungs with every thrust. With me under his weight and his enormous cock massaging every nerve in my insides, I could feel the full immensity of daddy's strength. He was so strong. I had to pull away a few times because I kept moaning, which only seemed to encourage daddy more. Daddy pumped his hips back and forth with increasing gusto. It was making me delirious the longer he did. Eventually, daddy settled on a rhythm and fucked me wildly. I couldn't stop squealing as his big cock kept grazing my insides, building up more and more pressure around my groin. Finally, the pressure seemed to reach a tipping point. "Daddy," I whined gravely. "Daddy, I-I think I'm about to explode." The look on daddy's face grew wilder. "Go ahead, baby. Just let it go. Cum for daddy." Daddy continued to fuck me hard. I could feel the explosion coming and I held on to my daddy's thighs to brace myself. I couldn't stop moaning until finally it hit me. My whole body trembled violently and an intense feeling of ecstatic release flooded me all at once as my willy spurted out jets upon jets of my own cream. They went all over my tummy and my chest as daddy continued to fuck me. His cock pumped all my cream directly out of me, and every emission felt like nirvana. As I stopped cumming and the trembling died down, I was left with an immense clarity in my head. I had never felt so relaxed. I felt refreshed. "Good boy, Danny! Good boy!" Daddy leaned in to kiss me, his cock still buried deep inside me. "Oh my God, daddy! That was unbelievable!" I said as I kissed him back, still slightly trembling. "It really is an explosion of happiness!" Daddy laughed as he continued to kiss me in and out. "Yes, it is, baby. Now, do you mind if daddy finishes inside you? I really wanna cum inside you, baby." "Of course, daddy. Whatever you want." Daddy started up his thrusting again as he kissed me deeply. It got wild and deep again in no time and daddy was breathing heavily. His breath was washing over me with every thrust, which intensified his scent. He planted his fists on the bed and I could see his muscular arms and his chest fully flexed. He started pumping his strong hips so forcefully that my chest started to bounce uncontrollably. For a moment, I was afraid he might split me in two. Then, daddy's body started tightening up and his breathing got even heavier still. He started pumping even deeper inside me, and faster. "Daddy's gonna fill you up with his cum, baby. You ready? I'm gonna fill you to the brim." I nodded and held on to his forearms. Daddy was fucking me so wildly now that I felt like I was going to fall off the bed somehow if I didn't grab to hold on. "Here comes daddy, baby. Ohhh...daddy loves your sweet pussy." Daddy breathed in through his teeth and arched his back. In an instant, I felt his rock hard cock pulsate violently inside me. Daddy howled and I felt a river of warm cum flood my insides. Daddy kept pumping as he emptied his cock inside me. I held on to my chest on instinct since they bounced so wildly I was afraid I might get injured. I could smell his cum from over here. I watched daddy as his neck was strained and head was lifted with his eyes closed. I didn't think daddy could look any larger, but he did right now. Every muscle in his body was flexed and I stared in awe of my daddy. In that moment, he looked like a god. I felt a rush of emotion as I stared and realized how much I love my daddy. After a while, daddy's explosion began to calm and he stopped pumping his strong hips. His breathing settled and he looked down at me and stared into my eyes. Then he quickly leaned in to give me another kiss. Daddy ran his hand up my forearm until his palm was against mine. He got his fingers in between mine and he held my hand tightly. Daddy's hand was so large, it felt like he could wrap both of my hands in a single fist. We kissed for a long time with his cock still inside me and his hand holding mine. "Thank you, baby. Daddy hasn't felt that for a long time. I love you so much," daddy said. He gave me gentle kisses all over my face. "Was that sex, daddy? Is that what grandpa said you needed?" He smiled. "Yes, baby. That was sex. All of it." I smiled and kissed him on the lips. "I love you too, daddy." Daddy continued to give me sweet kisses. His cock was still inside me. "Daddy, I'm happy to give you sex whenever you want...I mean, since it's something that you need. And it feels good to me too, anyway." He looked into my eyes and smiled. "Thank you, baby." Then he kissed me. "But you mustn't tell anyone that we have sex, okay? It's just our little secret. Can you do that? For daddy?" My face lit up. The thought of having a secret with daddy, one we only shared with each other, made me giddy inside. "Of course, daddy." He gave me a satisfied smile and kissed me once again. Daddy finally pulled out his cock, laid down by my side and hugged me tight from behind. I rested my forearm on his and intertwined my fingers with his, and he took them as he gave the nape of my neck gentle kisses. I closed my eyes and took in his scent once more. I had never felt so safe and protected than in that moment, with my daddy's big arms wrapped tightly around me and his stubble lightly grazing my neck. And in my bliss, I fell asleep. ----- If you liked this story, please consider supporting Nifty by visiting -----