Date: Thu, 14 Mar 2013 21:26:37 +0000 From: calamity123@fido.blackberry.com Subject: Tilt-A-Whirl This is a story of a father and his young son. If this is not for you then please feel free to move on to other stories. Nifty has them all. Please make a donation. Although I have enjoyed incest I in no way condone non-consensal interaction with minors. Sex is for adults who are aware of the risks and possible ramifications. Not for minors. If you would like a list of stories that I've also posted here, please contact Rob at: Calamity123@fido.blackberry.com Tilt-A-Whirl It isn't possible, is it? I mean to fall in love with your son? Is it? We had spent father/son time hiking, camping, baths, catch. So many times, at least three separate times, at an amusement park. Ah that was it - shooting the balloon in the penny arcade, him clinging to me in the Laff-in-the-Dark where scary things suddenly jump up in the blackness, giggling high-pitched as we went in to a rapid spin in the Tilt-a-Whirl, and eating too many hot dogs and paper cones of cotton candy. (Sweet kisses of thank-you-daddy). Why is it possible? I've seen blue eyes before. Light brown hair. Impish grins. Arms that reach up begging for a hug. Lips demanding a kiss. Eyes imploring: I dare you to love me. A calloused heart melts into I do's. He sleeps now. Bundled in my arms as I nestle in. His warm skin a blanket to my body. My heart. Was it only an hour ago? Him climbing in beside me. Or was he begging to. I remember sleeping deeply. And his voice. In the distance. Calling. Calling. Rousing me. "Daddy?" His is a voice stronger than any alarm clock. Sleepily my eyes try to focus. "Hmm?" "I had a bad dream". The covers are automatically lifted in invitation. "The p.j.'s first". He knows the rules. Climb in but no clothes. He strips and happily climbs in. As the covers descend he wraps his arms about my neck. "I got so scared". My arms wrap him up. "The monsters are gone. Go to sleep". He settles in forehead pressed into the nook of my neck as fingers ply at the center of my chest hair. My arms enfold as a hand cups his small butt. Was it five minutes or an hour? Sleep can be a sudden thing and it was easy to roll back into the darkness. So when I awoke it was to sensual sensation. My hand tracing the pert mounds of his smooth butt as Evan sucked my nipple. Warm wet suckling caused me to rouse gently from sleep. So comforting. Hands sweeping my fur. Tongue like magic flicking over the erect nipple as lips encircled with deliberate suction. My body tingled to arousal. My fingers dip into the valley of ass as I give a rub over his hole. Evan pushes back against the pad of my index finger. My other hand slides over my stomach in search of his crotch. Erect and hungry for daddys touch he sighs as I begin my exploration. Tracing the stalk of boy cock, padding the plump knob and then sliding down to fondle the balls. My lips press into the softness of his silken hair as I move to my side. The scent of his hair is ambrosia. My butterfly kisses move to his forehead as my fingers chuck his chin. His mouth lifts up. Daddy meets son. The kiss lingers as tongue slides over tongue. Slowly. Wet. Warm. Tongue teases tongue. He moves onto his back as I press deeper. I'm hovering over him. His hands hold my face. Tongue tips tickle each other then snake squirming over each other. Warm wet love. My lips move back before planting a kiss on his nose. A quick glance as eyes meet eyes. Then my lips find a nipple. Mmm. Wet roll of the tongue before it is my turn to suckle. Pulling the flesh into life as nipple becomes erect. My hand holds the soft barrel of his chest as I suck first one nipple then the other. My body begins to slide down before I stop and slide him up until his head rests against the headboard. My hands move in holding his hard-on up before me. The very tip of my tongue finds the vee of his knob. Gentle flicks. Evan groans. More flicks. His hand finds the top of my head pushing me down. My mouth sucks in the pricklet. My lips rest against his pelvis as my tongue sleeves his cock. My mouth pulses its vaccuum. Hands pull at my hair. My mouth sucks my sons prick. It is a celebration of sensuality. Releasing my mouth gobbles up his nuts. Tongue bounces them as the loose sack is sucked. Each ball is weighed and teased. Thighs are pushed over head as tongue slides down to the glory of his hole. Licking. Tasting. The button pulses against each swipe of the tongue; each prodding push. The tip fucks the hungry opening. Fucking my son. Entering that sweet hole. An asshole for daddy-tongue. He pulls his ankles as my face is buried. Moaning. My tongue tortures so sweetly. As he opens my tongue is his fuck-stick. In and out. Filling his anticipation and desire. Fucking the virgin out of him. Daddys tongue-prick invades. The walls responding to each inner carress. Soft whimpers as daddy tongues. Fucks. Invades. Sweet moans. My head is lifted to see his smiling face. "Good?" "Yeah", he sighs happily. Another long slurp. "More?" "My turn, my turn", he states avidly. As he scrambles away I lift my rump as my knees kneel but my head stays flat against the mattress. For a few seconds I live in my own world of anticipation. But soon hands slide over my hairy butt. His face falls into the parted valley. Aaah. Tongue pokes my asshole. Swirling he pushes his face hard into my cheeks. The strength of his determined tongue prods my hole. My body tingles as my son tongues as much as he can. Swiping. Licking. Poking. Hands push my cheeks as far apart as possible. Tongue drills. "Oh, yes", I sigh. "Fuck, daddy. Lick that hole". His tongue is a wonder. Licking licking licking. "Come on, baby. Get in there. Really tongue fuck daddys asshole!" The tip invades just inside. He fucks with the might of one determined. Squirmy fucks. Tongue dancing at daddys door. "That's it, baby. Good, boy. So good". Hands reach down cupping my hairy balls. Squeezing fat balls. My cock drips. Then he stands pushing his hips against my hairy globes. Prick slides against my valley as he rocks. "Oh, fuck, yeah!". My hips rock with his rythm. "Come on. Fuck daddy. Fuck me. Fuck me". A slight adjustment and little prick slides in. My sphincter holds tight squeezing. The pencil shafts my hole. Fucking he bucks in awkward bounces. Prick in. Prick out. Prick in. "That's the way. Fuck your daddy!" His enthusiasm is met by my counter bucking. Joined. Unjoined. Pricklet fucking. My hand reaches between my legs grabbing hold of his nuts. "Fuck. Fuck". He bounces until his knees buckle causing him to fall to the bed. I move around as I stand. Feet planted firmly my drooling cock hovers in front of his face. The shaft is thumb-based so the knob points at his face. He sucks. The knob disappears into his maw. Hungry little cocksucker breathes heavy as his wetness mixes with mine. My hands hold his head. "Yeah, suck daddy. Suck my fucking prick. Suck me up, baby". Hands hold my shaft. Mouth sucks hard as more and more of my cock is pistoned in and out of his sweet sucking mouth. Sucking hungrily. His moans vibrating on my cock. My nuts tightening. So soon? His head is held in a vice. I fuck his mouth. Speed increasing. Hips bucking. Bed rocking. Sweet mouth sucking. Moans. Vibration. Nuts tight. Hands squeezing shaft. Fucking. In and out. Mouth a vaccuum. Each pre-cum drop sucked away. Legs taught. Hips rocking. Cocksucking. Sweet sweet lips. Sucking. Needing. Begging. Moans. Moans. My moans. "Aah, fuck, baby. Here. Here it comes. Ready? Ready. Coming. Here. Now. Take it. Swallow. Swallow, baby. Aah!" He sucks up the invading eruption never missing a beat. Head bobs with every spurting flow. Sucking up daddy. Swallowing. Grateful. My knees buckle as I fall to the bed. My breath heaving. My hand on his shoulder. My forehead against his. My eyes closed as I recover from the ride. He slides his face in as his lips meet mine. Tongue to tongue we share the remainder of daddy cum. Mmm. Sweet.