Date: Sat, 14 Sep 2019 18:28:07 -0400
From: Sam Roma <frigidverve@gmail.com>
Subject: Chapter 14 - Sleeping Dad

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Matty didn't need to be told twice. He bent over and madeout with his Dad
again. From his position he could see the sloppy wet fabric around his Dad
crotch which had subsided was twitching again, his Dad's cock growing
again. Good. Like son like Dad, Matt thought. Clearly, his Dad could
re-fire without much recharge. This was but the teaser. The main event
hadn't even started yet.

Matty then got up and picked up the pair of scissors at his Dad's desk and
approached Steve. He held the cold steel against Steve's throat. Steve
froze. He had no idea what was happening.
"Um Matty?" he called unsurely.
""Shhhh", Matty whispered.
He slowly brought the cold hard steel down against his chest, point first
but very careful. Steve froze and didn't move a muscle. The scissors
followed the same path Matt's tongue had and stopped near his naval. Then
Matty pulled the sweats pants towards him and cut clean through the fabric
all the way down one leg, then the other.

Steve's big dick was finally released. It was already stiff and gleaming
with the mix of his previous release and new precum. But the beautiful
purple smooth head was still covered in his foreskin for most part. Steve
was caught unawares at the ruination of his sweats. He meekly protested but
did not fight too much about it, seeming to enjoy this loss of control. It
was part oft he play and he was going to go along with it. He was
restrained. What could he do anyway. The thought of his helplessness was
getting him horny all over again.
Matty walked back to face his Dad. Steve was looking left and right, trying
to get a sense of what was happening and trying to find where Matty went.
Matty prostrated before Steve and took his left foot in both hands. The
sole felt soft to touch. His must moisturize it every night. The top of his
Dad's foot was stark white and pale, almost gleaming with its own light.
This was bordered by the pink around the perimeter that spread to the pink
sole. There was a smattering of dark hair on and near the base of his toes.
Each toe was shapely and tapering down to the pinky toe. The milk white
nails looked polished and pristine and strong like little scales of
alabaster.

Matty raised the foot to his face and first took a deep whiff. There was
the floral scent of the soap again and some moisturizer definitely, but
along with that was mixed the funk of shows worn all day. Matty was drawn
to it and it smelled like it should to him - a man's foot. Without
hesitation he opened his mouth wide and stuck the big toe in. His tongue
knew this dance and coated every bit of skin and nail in saliva, tickling
Steve and titillating him. Matty specially liked taking his time at the
ridge between skin and nail, the cuticle on the toes. The change in texture
pleased him and he would run his tongue along the line then sucking at the
whole toe. Matty spent a good few minutes on each toe cleaning it off. Then
he took one foot put it on his face, feeling his Dad's large foot engulf
his whole face. He felt very vulnerable and submissive and enjoyed giving
his Dad that power, feeling the weight of his leg on his face. Steve seemed
to be enjoying this new sensation as well, pressing lightly and exploring
his face with the sole of his foot.

Matty was licking the sole of his dad's feet sending tingles of pleasure up
his body.
"fuck Matty", Steve exclaimed. "You like being beneath my feet? You like
Daddy's weight on you?"
Matty was painfully stiff as he whimpered in affirmation. Matty finished
slobbering over the toes and start kissing Steve up his foot while talking
at the ripped fabric of the sweats.
He kissed his Dad's naked leg in the bald parts between the ankle and the
shin, loving the feel of the coarse hair on his face as he moved up. This
was a path Matt had traversed before and he enjoyed the familiarity of it.
The physical touch of the present mixed with the memories of the past. As
he reached Steve's inner thighs, Matty tugged at the sweatpants, pulling
them off Steve's ass completely, making him jump. Matty hungrily licked,
kissed, smelled and nibbled along those meaty white inner thighs covered in
soft blondish red hair. Steve there his head back, biting his lip moaning
heavily and pleasing for Matty to stop and not stop at the same time. Matty
embraced Steve's left thigh with both his hands, hugging that big tree
trunk of a thigh and feeling its muscle, flesh and fat underneath his own,
his body's heat reflected in Steve's own. Steve was sitting in a sweaty
puddle of his and his son's making. The sweat acted as lube as Matty easily
slid up Steve's legs, his face skidding over the thighs, right underneath
his heavy balls and dick. Matty looked up from his position below the
balls, his mouth open, tongue supporting the base of the balls.

At that same time, a huge globe of slick cum dripped form Steve's bulbous
pink head, right into Matty's throat. Matty almost spluttered at this
unanticipated surprise but quickly getting over it, gulped in delight. That
tasted incredible. Pungent in its sweetness and saltiness, wet and hot.
Like a drop of heated, salted honey. Matty closed his drooling mouth over
one fo the massive egg shaped ball, taking it in and used his tongue to
explore its hairy exterior. He could feel every ridge and crease on the
ball sack, and loved the motion of the slick ball in his mouth, sliding
from side to side and jumping in his mouth as it strained to produce and
keep suppressed Steve's cum.

Each ball received the same loving attention from Steve's son. Matty's
mouth was at risk from being cramped open perpetually but Matty noticed
nothing but the pleasure he was giving his dad and the pleasure he himself
was receiving from it. He brought his tongue away from the balls and moved
it under, exploring the golden trail to his Dad's hole. Every inch of that
skin was paradise for Matty, in its ridged texture, the slightly darker
coloration, the change from hair to naked skin to hair again and the taste.
Oh the taste. If that cum was pungent, The smell leading up to his Dad's
hole made his mouth and eyes water. It was a rich intoxicating flavor of
floral soup, deodorant, sour and salty sweat, stale and dried precum, and
that unique taste only a man's ass has. A real man. That strong musk that
makes you flinch once but impossible to stop coming back for more and
lapping at it.
Matty's, with a suddenness Steve did not expect, spread his strong lean
arms and lifted up Steve's legs high over his head. Steve gasped in
surprise.
"wh what are you doing" he stammered.

His question was met with a strong wet hot tongue to his hole. Steve saw
white light burst before his closed eyes. It has been age  since he has had
any girl go down on him there None of the girls he had dated were into it.
And this was his secret kink. Even Sure had had her aspersion about it.
Steve couldn't believe how incredibly out of this world it felt. Only his
wife had ever come close to giving him this sensation. Matty met Steve hole
with fervor. This was different. His dad was not asleep this time and he
was consciously aware of and enjoying a tongue in his hole. Matty rubbed
his chin on the puckered hole creating friction the sensitive skin, making
Steve scream in delight. Steve had no idea what was causing this intense
spike of pleasure against his ass but he was loving it. He was hungry for
it just as much as Matt was to give it to his dad.

Steve's pink hole was puckered tight. It looked spongy and delicate,
pigmented purple, a dark dark pink. Around it, the skin radiated in lighter
shades till it melded into the light pinkish whiteness that was Steve's
pallor and slowly getting more hirsute in its long reddish brown hairs.
Matty licked all the way from the base of that hole to the base of Steve's
balls lapping up his taint. Then holding his head sideway he fadeout with
he hole, coaxing it open slowly, taking the lip of the asshole in his own
lips and losing a tongue inside to keep it held open. Steve was writhing
his chair but held firm by Matt's strong arms. He scraped his bottom teeth
softly up his Dad's hole, nibbling at it. Every nibble sent paroxysms of
pleasure and arousal up Steve's ass and body. He had no idea these
sensation existed and his ass could be played with in such manner. His hole
began to relax as Matty's tongue prodded deeper and deeper. The taste fo
his Dad's unkempt ass made Matt's eyes water again. But it wasn't unclean.
It was the right balance of musky and soap and Matty loved it. He liked
everything natural. And this felt natural.
"Ahhhhhhhhh", Sue screamed in excitable pleasure from her corner.
"Fuckkkkk I just came", she exclaimed.
"Fuck that is so hot babe. your friend is killing me here." Steve gasped.
"Daddy would you like your ass fingered?", Sue asked coyly.
"I know you wanted it"
"I I don't know", Steve stammered again uncertainly.
"Remember Steve, no hold barred", Sue said cryptically.
"Fuck. yes, yes please. " Steve moaned.
Matty didn't need to be told twice. He was shocked at the way things were
going. His dream was gonna be fulfilled that night. With a wet schlep, he
pulled his tongue out his Dad's hole and slipped a wet with spit middle
finger into the hole. Matty had slender long fingers with a better reach
than his tongue. Steve was moaning as his finger made it to the cuticle of
his nail. As he slowly slipped more of his finger, Steve was shaking in
pleasure and pain. Nothing had penetrated his ass. This has been his
longstanding dream. He knew he enjoyed rimming above everything else so was
always curious what it would feel to have something up his ass. And he he
was being fingered as he had done many a girl himself.
"Breathe. Relax", Sue coaxed and coached.
"Oh honey you are getting me hot all over again"
Steve tried to do as told. His ass puffed out and then in, taking that
finger in with it. Matty's cock was streaming a steady supply of precut.
His cock was stiff and turgid with its veins popping out, green against his
pale white boy dick. He knew he merely had to touch it and it would explode
in cum so he was edging himself. Matty's finger went in all the way to the
second joint before the knuckle. Then he slowly slid it out again. Matty
gasped as the finger slipped out, slick in Steve's bodily fluids. Matty
stuck his finger in his mouth without hesitation, swirling the taste of his
Dad's insides and ass in his mouth and getting it lubed for its next
mission in to the dark hole. Steve' relaxed his ass again as Matty's finger
went in for its second dive. It offered less resistance but was still
pretty tight, the muscles contracting themselves around Matty's finger.
Matty couldn't believe his Dad was letting him do this. couldn't believe
his Dad wanted this and enjoyed this. Clearly he was his Dad's son, matched
in his hunger for kink. Matty was able to go in up to his knuckle this time
with his finger. He slid it out and drilled in again. This kept going for a
good 10 minutes, Matty taking his time and Steve learning to accept this
foreign object in his ass and enveloping it in his warm ass and relaxing
around it. Suddenly he yelped. Matty had just introduced his index finger
along with the middle finger into Steve's ass. Matt's mouth was open the
whole time in raw disbelief and lust, drooling from the side. He
intertwined his fingers and slowly made progress into his Dad's hole. Steve
clutched at the arms of the chair tightly, his knuckles white, sucking in
his breath sharply. Matty two slender fingers made their way in slowly just
as he had done with one, easing Steve's hole open with tenderness. Soon
Steve was comfortable taking both fingers in and enjoying this new
sensation, his ass was almost swaying in rhythm with Matt's motions of his
fingers. Matty spread his fingers slightly, introducing the sense fo girth
in Steve's hole. He felt deeply connected with his Dad. He was inside his
Dad - joined at the finger and it felt intensely personal and raw. Matt
leaned in soothed his Dad's hot ass with the caress of his lips and tongue
sending shivers down Steve's back. Matty was rearing to fuck his Dad, but
he knew the was the extent to which it could go. How could Steve possibly
be ok with tha. As long he was concerned he was being dirty with a pair of
bitches. No cocks in the equation. As Matty wistfully finger fucked Steve
again, lost in thought, Sue spoke.
"So Steve. You ready for it?"
"For for what?", Steve whispered back.
"You know. You have wanted it haven't you?", Sue asked, lust and
anticipation dripping from her voice.
"Y-yes. Im ready. You brought it?", he asked.
Matty was confused and looked at Sue quizzically.
"Yes Daddy. Just as we discussed", she crooned back.
"A-are you gonna do it?", Steve asked, like a little boy.
"Mmmm yes, we are both gonna take our turns", Sue answered.
Just as Matty was gonna whisper to Sue about what they were going on about,
Sue produced a pale pink dildo. It was roughly the shape and size of his
own dripping dick.
"You ready to get fucked Daddy?", Sue asked a sly smile creeping on her
pretty face.

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