I wasn't getting what was going on, I was still kind of in another place.
"Why Dad? What's wrong?"
You looked confused, like me. Then I got it, I was crying. Well, not really crying, but there were tears on my face.
"Dad" I smiled so you would know. "Dad, I had no idea there was something as good as this. What happened? I mean, I know what you did, but I felt like I was going absolutely crazy, it was so weird, almost spooky."
I was relieved when I saw you smiling.
"That was your first orgasm Flo."
It was one of the things I loved about giving you a blowjob or something else for you to cum, cause it meant you were having the best time possible and that's what I wanted the most. I had seen Angie cum, but I hadn't had one before and I wasn't curious about having one myself; when I masturbated it felt nice and I stopped when I had had enough. I knew you were going to make me have an orgasm when the time came, so I was in no hurry. I care so much more about your pleasure, but there was no way I could put into words what had happened.
"All of the nice tickling on your clitoris with my tongue, with time it can bring a woman to an orgasm. I thought it was a matter of age, maturity, or maybe you were having only silent orgasms, very quiet ones. It happens, there are many different ways women reach it. Now I know. You had an anal orgasm, it seems it was what you were waiting for, without knowing it."
I sat up and hugged you.
"Dad, I love you! Is it something we can do often?"
"Whenever we are alone we will do it, Princess."
My ass felt kind of funny, I can't really explain it, nothing bad, just strange. I wished we could do it every night, along with the goodnight kiss, but I guess it was not safe.
"Dad, I've been hearing new words."
"Like what my baby girl?"
"Like Fucking up the ass. Is it right?"
"That's exactly what we did."
"Oh Daddy, I loved it so much, how you fucked me up my ass!" I liked the sound of it and it seemed you liked hearing it too. "Fuck me up the ass Daddy, fuck me up my ass."
"You can also say Fuck my ass."
"Fuck my ass. I love it how you fuck my ass Daddy. You've said asshole many times instead of ass. Does it make a difference?"
"Not really. Ass is shorter, though sometimes people take ass to mean the gluteus maximus, your buttocks, while asshole is always the hole and nothing else."
"Do you like one of them better?"
"I like better using asshole with my little baby girl."
"Daddy, you know you can fuck my asshole whenever you want." I could tell how much you liked hearing it. "It feels so good when you fuck my asshole, Dad."
I was still laying on my side when you got closer and gave me a very special kiss, with your tongue, it was so good, much better than Angie's. I didn't feel bad about Angie, now I felt sure she was right.
All that talking and kissing got your cock hard right away. Usually it would take a little longer, but this time it was really fast. I felt so good.
"Dad, would you like to fuck my asshole again?"
"Doesn't it hurt, Princess?"
"Daddy, I was crying because... I don't know why I was crying, it wasn't because it hurt. I don't know. I guess it was like, too much. It's hard to explain."
I felt stupid. I've never had such a hard time explaining to you something. What's worse, it did hurt, but it was an awesome pain, like it wouldn't have felt half as good if it hadn't hurt. But there was no way I was going to tell you because you may feel bad and also because you would probably stop doing it.
"Please, believe me. You know I would never lie to you."
Well, I was doing it. You taught me it's called a lie by omission, and it's just as bad as telling a lie. I felt like shit. I could have cried, but it would have made things worse. It was getting worse anyway. I didn't cry but I had to tell you.
"Dad, there's something I need to tell you, but I want to know if you can hear me all along first. I mean, you always listen to me, but this is so important and maybe it would get really hard if I can't say it all at once."
"Go ahead Flo, I'll listen."
"You know, it did hurt, but I wasn't crying because it hurt, I really can't explain why I was crying, I'm sorry. I need you to know the way it hurts is so different from the way it hurts when you hit the bed foot with your little toe, or your funny bone against the edge of the table. It's like a good hurt. A kind of hurting I want to go on and on when it starts. Maybe I'll get used to it and it'll stop hurting, but I'll still love it anyway because it also feels so good by itself." I stopped, but before you said anything, and it was almost like interrupting, but I had to do it, I went on. "So you see, I love it and I'm pretty sure you love it too. Please, don't stop doing it."
I sat up on my heels and I was feeling my thighs because you had told me how much you liked the way they look when I sat like this. I could see I was trying to manipulate you. I promised myself I was never going to do it again.
"Please Dad, fuck me up my asshole. Fuck my asshole as long as you wanna do it. Don't stop fucking my asshole because it hurts. Please Dad."
What a speech.
You climbed on the bed and gave me a nice slow kiss. Then you moved me so I was like before, when you fucked my asshole, pretty much the way Angie was when she asked me to lick her asshole like I did yours. It was great. Instead of looking away cause I was going crazy, I lifted my head and I could see your cock poking my asshole, then going in. I could feel my asshole relaxing when you pushed in and how your cock kept on going in and out. Now it was just as special as before but it was also fun to see it happening. I looked up at you and you had your eyes closed. Then you opened them and smiled at me and then looked down like I was doing. I could tell you liked seeing it as much as I did. I loved how you took it off completely and now I knew it wasn't because you were going to stop, but because you loved seeing how my asshole was open after you took your cock out. It also was great when you rubbed your cock around it, like not putting it all in. We were having a lot of fun like this. When you pushed deeper I must have looked like it hurt. Well, it did, but it must have looked like I wasn't liking it and I wanted you to take it out or stop doing it because you first looked like you were worried but then you must have remembered what I had told you, so you smiled and went on pushing deep. I kind of smiled in my funny face and you did too. We went on like this for I don't know how long until you cummed. It also felt good then, how when you pushed in your cock your cum was spilling out of my asshole. It was all so good. I didn't have an orgasm, but it was okay, it was great anyway and I guess maybe you can't go on having orgasms all the time. When you dropped my feet and sat me up I remembered something I had been thinking about.
"Daddy, would you like me to give you a blowjob?"
"But my baby, are you sure you want to do such a thing?"
Your face was half surprised, half smiling. I liked the smiling half better. I nodded and got off the bed and went down on my knees. You got off the bed too and I took your cock to lick it and suck it. It wasn't really dirty, it was more like playing than cleaning.
"I love everything that's got to do with your cock Dad."
I really did and I went on with your blowjob. I was so proud you were getting your cock hard again so soon, for the third time, but maybe you were tired so I looked up like asking, with the tip of your cock on my tongue. Then you got me up, turned me around and bent me over the bed to fuck my asshole again, not for so long as before, but this time you pulled my head back by my hair.
I remembered how when I was little this kid pulled my hair. It didn't feel nice and I told you about it when you picked me up from school. You told me it wasn't a big deal and I should tell him please not to do it again because it hurts. It didn't really hurt but I told him so. He had forgotten about it, then he remembered, then he asked me
"Did you tell Miss Lewis?"
"No, just my dad.”
"And what did he say?"
"He said I should ask you not to do it anymore. It didn't really hurt, but still, please don't do it anymore."
"Or else?"
"Or else what?"
"What you gonna do?"
"About what?"
He was getting impatient.
"What you gonna do if I pull your hair again? Or what he's gonna do? You are weird!"
He walked away. It was the first time someone called me weird, it didn't happen often anyway.
So, anyway, this pulling my hair now while you were fucking me up my asshole was like so much better than the fucking by itself. Things were getting better all the time.
Then you turned me around and pulled me down. I knelt down and you facefucked me, again pulling my head by my hair. You had done it before, but this time it was so much better. It felt like you were angry, but you weren't. It made no difference, it was so good. So you went on for quite a while. Bent over, up my ass, kneel down, facefuck, bent over, all over again. I was liking it more and more all the time. Then, when I was kneeling down, you pulled my head back and you pointed your cock at my face and cummed. It wasn't a lot, you had done it twice before, so I guess you were running out of it. I had my mouth open in case you wanted to cum in it, but you wanted it on my face. With your cock you spread it on my face, like you do with jam on a toast. I used to think about it every time I had toast since. I was waiting for you to tell me what to do next. Since you didn’t, you only watched me, I wiped my face with my fingers and licked your cum from them.
"Lick my cock clean now."
It was limp but not so small yet. After I licked it, you pulled me up and gave me a sweet peck on my forehead, my nose and then my lips. Then you kissed me hard. I was wondering if you were going to get your cock hard again.
"It's late my baby girl, come here, sleep in Daddy's arms.”
I could have gone on for the whole night and gone to school the next day, no problem. So we got in your bed and I was hugging you.
“Who's Daddy's cute little cumslut?”
Cumslut, I liked it almost as much as fucktoy.
“Me Daddy, please Dad, say it's me.”
I was falling asleep. I didn't feel like I needed to ask you again when I woke up.
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