Date: Sat, 25 Oct 2014 13:59:23 -0500
From: Jake Stone <studbluecollar@gmail.com>
Subject: When Dad Got Out of Prison, Part 8

I was still hard as a rock. No orgasm for me I suppose. But this was worth
it. I felt stronger for it. My father's seed in my belly. But as I was
thinking that he pulled me up to him. He looked in my eyes. Then he pushed
me on my back and scooted down to my cock. He took me in his mouth. Sucking
me with determination. It was overwhelming. And it didn't last long. My
orgasm was quick and satisfying. He swallowed as well. Every bit of it.

Then he looked up at me, "Whether this ever happens again is totally up to
you son. But it was fucking hot. I love you. And I hope this didn't fuck
you up."

"It would only fuck me up Dad if it didn't happen again." I said as I laid
my head back and look up at the sky. Fuck he's hot..

Part 8:

After a while we got up and headed into the house. The sun had taken all
the energy out of me. It was only just before three and I felt like going
to bed already.

When we got into the house the cool air greeted us and woke me up a little.
Dad threw the sheet in the laundry basket and I went in the living room and
sat down for a minute to cool off.

Dad came in with two glasses of cool water and said, "Drink this, you're
probably dehydrated."

I drank the whole thing in one gulp. I instantly started feeling better.

Dad went into the bedroom that we shared and put on his shorts and boots.
When he came out he said, "I'm going to go down to the garage for a little
bit. I feel like I need to get something done today. You don't mind do you?"

"Not at all Dad. After another glass of water I may try to get something
done myself. No problem." and with that Dad went out the door and walked
down the hill to the garage. I got another glass of water and sipped it
this time feeling the energy return to my body.

I started looking around the house and realized it was still in the same
state it was when I walked in last Friday. The living room really needed to
be cleaned.

So I went into the kitchen pantry to find any cleaning supplies I could. I
found a feather duster and furniture polish. I knew the vacuum was in the
hall closet. So I went to work.

When I began I was just to the point I was cooling off. But now I was
getting hot all over again. And I was still naked.

I started with all the dust. I cleaned off every surface and every
decoration with either furniture polish or glass cleaner. I took throw rugs
out back and hung them on the cloths line to beat with a broom later. Then
I vacuumed the furniture and also vacuumed the bare hardwood floors of any
dust or whatever. After that I found a dust mop and ran it around the room
a couple of times banging it out back when it needed it.

A little over an hour later the room looked decent. Old but decent. But
those cobwebs were still around the ceiling. And the ceiling in that old
house was ten feet high. I found a three step step ladder in the pantry and
took the dust mop and started  on one end of the room working my way
around.

While I was up on the ladder the front door opened. "Well look at you. Holy
shit, the place looks just like I remember it did when they were alive.
Thanks son."

"Sure Dad" I said as I reached for a corner of the ceiling almost losing my
balance. Dad came up right behind me and grabbed my hips.

"Whoa son. Be careful." he said while still holding on to me.

I giggled a bit and said, "I almost lost it there" But Dad was still
holding on. It was safe to let go now. I thought anyway.

"Give me that dust mop son." I didn't know why he wanted it but I handed it
to him. He kept one hand on my hip.

He put the dust mop down and put his other hand back on my hip. "Do me a
little favor son. Bend down a bit. I want to see something." I didn't know
what he wanted to see but I listened.

His hands guided me to bend down more. I was able to put my hands on the
wall for some support. I wasn't sure what he was doing yet. But then his
hands went more to my butt. He was standing behind me. I was almost all the
way bent over. He took one hand off my butt and unbuttoned his shorts and
they fell down to his boots.

His hand was back on my butt and I could see he was hard behind me. His
skin pulling back from his knob. Then it happened. His face went into the
crack of my ass. His tongue licked my trench from bottom to top and
then top to bottom. Licking all the sweat out of my ass. Then he landed on
my hole. He grabbed onto my hips grinding my ass into his face. I didn't
know how he was able to breath.

My knees were facing outwards at this point. I was basically squatting on
the step ladder while I was bent over. I was being pushed against the wall
while being held onto by my Dad. I felt him shoving his tongue up my ass.
His hot breath on my hole. I couldn't help backing up on him. It felt so
fucking good.

Somehow he stepped out of his shorts. All he had on was his boots. He was
still tonguing my ass. Driving me crazy.

Then he stopped. Pulled me back towards him and carried me off the ladder
and put me on the floor on all fours. He was twice as big as me and it
showed. Picked me up like I was a baby.

He went back to eating my ass again. Couldn't get enough. I couldn't
either. "You drive me crazy son, always have." He lifted off my ass to say.
"I know this isn't right son but I want your ass. What do you think?" he
asked.

"Who says it isn't right? You drive me crazy too. Just do it." I was out of
breath the whole time I answered him. The way I was backing up on his face
how could he think otherwise. I wanted him and I wanted him now.

I felt one of his fingers now. Slowly opening me up. He spit on my crack
and he used it as lube with his finger pushing it into my hole. I was a
horny bitch now. I don't even think he had to prepare me as much as he did.
But I would later be thankful that he did.

Two fingers now. I was opening up to him. I kept pushing back. Pushing out
like I was about to take a dump. I was panting. Fuck it felt good.

Three fingers, hurt a little, but I still wanted it. His left hand on my
hip pulling me back as the fingers on his right hand played with my hole. I
was grunting.

Then he pulled out. I felt empty. But only for a while. His thick cock was
at my hole. His big beautiful uncut cock that I have admired for years was
pushing to get in. And I was pushing back impatiently. Then the head of his
cock made it in. Searing pain. I stopped him. But I wasn't going to give
up. No way. I've waited for this for years.

The pain subsided. I signaled him to continue. And he did, slowly at first.
Sliding in. Filling me up. Expanding me more than I've ever been. Tom's
cock is nice but it isn't as thick and long.

I felt more comfortable. I pushed back. Felt a little pain but the pain I
did feel was lost in the pleasure that was starting to build. That pleasure
only being enhanced by who was in me right now. Knowing that made the pain
worth it.

He bottomed out in me. I felt his pubes against my ass cheeks. We stayed
like that for a little while. His hands roaming around my ass and my back.
His voice telling me how hot I was and how fucking hot this was. I had to
agree.

"Son, I've got to fuck you now. I can't hold back anymore. Driving me crazy
man. I gotta fuck you."

"Go for it" I grunted.

And with that he grabbed onto my hips. Pulling out slowly. I winched. Not
from pain. But from feeling empty again. And then he slammed back into me.
I cried out. Fuck it hurt but I didn't care. He pulled out faster this time
and slammed back into me again. He found a rhythm. Holding onto my hips
like he was going to tear them off. Slamming into me without mercy. For the
first time in my life I was really getting fucked. And I knew I was going
to want this again. Behind all the pain there was an unmeasurable amount of
pleasure that I can't describe.

He was grunting as loud I was now. I felt my hard cock bouncing against my
stomach every time he slammed into me. I also felt my load building. I
wasn't even touching myself and it felt like I had been jacking off for 15
minutes.

And then without any warning at all I came. All over the fucking floor. I
unloaded with some powerful volleys. My ass contracted when I did. Sucking
his cock in. I heard him lose it. Grabbed my hips with little mercy. Shoved
that ever expanding cock as deep as he could. And he released. Filling my
gut with his cum. I was spent and after a few minutes I collapsed onto the
floor and he had little choice but to come with me.

He was still inside of me but softening fast. His second orgasm in less
than two hours. Mine too.

Finally he fell out. He rolled off of me and laid on his back next to me.
He stunk real good. I wanted to taste him. As wiped out as I was I crawled
over to him and started licking him from his head to his toes. I cleaned
his pits down to his cock. Ran my tongue under his foreskin. Tasting him.

I ended up there. Used up all my energy. Laid my head on his stomach with
his soft cock in my mouth. Sucking it like a baby does a bottle. Didn't
want to let it go just yet.

His hands found my hair. Stroking my head. Nothing needed to be said. We
fell asleep like that.

Look for Part 9 soon!!

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