Date: Sat, 4 Feb 2012 19:58:13 +0000
From: calamity123@fido.blackberry.com
Subject: Daddys Game

Thank you for your continued support. This is a tale of father/son
incest. If this is not of interest please find another story. Though my own
incest experiences were not traumatic sexuality between adult and child is
not advocated. Fantasy is legal, the rest is not. I love to hear from and
exchange photos with my readers and can be reached at:

Calamity123@fido.blackberry.com

My name is Rob.

Daddys Game

It was the middle of a Saturday afternoon. Daddy and I were snoozing on a
double chaise lounge in the back yard by the pool. Shaded by the large elm
tree my head rested on the fur of his great chest, his arm holding me
securely to him. We had spent the earlier part of the day swimming which is
why we were in our bathing suits. I was in my bikini speedos, daddy in his
square cut speedos. There was a slight occasional breeze that tickled my
neck and carressed our bodies. His breathing was soothing with only a
slight snoring.
    Slowly I woke to his fingers gently tugging at my right nipple. It was
lovely to wake up like this. His lips kissing the top of my head as his
other hand soothed my thigh. As I lifted my head back he kissed the bridge
of my nose.
    "How's my puppy doing?" His deep voice whispered.
    Moving my head up and further back his lips found my own. Dad kissing
son. Lips pressing lips. Then a little tongue. Just to prod the
lips. Opening them up. Tongue sliding in. Received. Accepted. Tongues
teasing each other. Sliding. Circling. Enticing. Daddy spit in my
mouth. Wet. Tasting. Swallowing. Loving. Arms holding me closer. Lips
hungry. Tongues battling. Then stroking each other. Sliding. Breath snorted
to my cheek. A groan echoing in my mouth as fingers pull at his left
pap. Twisting the erect flesh as tongues flicker quickly over each other.
    His large paws moved from my pap to my smooth stomach then over the
pouch of my speedos. Fingers traced my hardness pulling gently as if I
could break the confines of the silky material. Fingers petted my balls,
patting them gently. Then my sex was pressed into the entire
paw. Encased. Secure. His.
    Daddy slid his other fingers under the waistband searching over my
plump mounds. Fingers finding the crack of my ass. Sliding deeper into the
crevice. Searching downward. Seeking. Finding. The pad of the middle finger
pressing into my hole. Rubbing insistantly. Pressing inward; a dry
finger-fuck. Just inside. The tip of his finger my fuck toy.
    "I'm juicing", daddy whispered into my ear. "You thirsty?"
    I needed no other encouragement. Quickly my body moved from being
cradled to my knees and I pulled his suit off. For a moment I saw my
prize. His magnificent meat lay hard and darker than the rest of his
flesh. The beautiful loose hairy bag with their plump marbles, the pole
stretching up the hairline coming to rest at his naval. Tapered cock to a
plump purple head. The loose turtle neck hugging the neck.
    My hand lifting the weight up in angle to my lowering mouth. Sucking in
the knob my mouth filled with the syrupy pre-cum of my father. My own
existance was here in this juicy feast. I sucked the knob and managed this
time to get one third of the way down, the most to date. Not bobbing my
mouth merely sucked the man meat. Tasting the salty flesh. Feeling the
familiar warmth. The knob pressed deep near the back of my throat.
    Daddy sighed. "You're getting so good at this, son. So so good".
    His fingers grabbed at my ass, my sex then hands pulled my suit down. I
adjusted accommodating to allow the material to slide all the way off. A
hand at my forehead pushed my head reluctantly away from my sucker.
    "I'm close. Not yet". His hands thumped his chest.
    I smiled. Then he grinned. My treat. Moving up to straddle his chest he
pulled my hips forward dropping my sex into his expert mouth. It was my
turn to sigh. The tongue attacked. Sliding over bag and balls it flattened
pulling them in deeper still. My cock sliding along the roof of his
mouth. The tongue running up the downside of my stiffy. Flicking back and
forth earnestly at the vee of my stalk and knob. Then easing my body back
so he could release my package to concentrat on sucking my cock. Blowing
his son. Sucking my cock. Daddies eyes closed in sexual contentment. His
boy secure in his mouth.
    My hands pulled at his hair which always spurred him on. He sucked
ferociously. Lifting my hips over his mouth he bench-pressed my now
mouth-fucking body. The tongue searched my dick with an occassional opening
of his mouth to swipe my bag. Up and down, in and out I face-fucked my
daddy.
    Then I was out. As I was brought down he crawled out from under
me. Hands from hips to my thighs spreading my legs. Hands on my
rump. Thumbs revealing my ass-hole. My head resting on my folded arms I
felt a finger slide over my opening. I could wait if daddy wanted to
poke. I knew what was coming. Anticipating.
    Daddy dove down. The flat of his tongue parting a crack leaving a
saliva river in the chasm. Then he came home. The tip poked into my
body. Pushing as it flickered. Sliding inward. Licking my ass-hole. Daddies
hot breath swirling around his tongue. Lapping. Prodding. Ever
inward. Tonguing his son. Loving the ass, the boy. Hands squeezing the
well-rounded cheeks. Tongue in deeper. Breathing quicker. Tongue dancing
faster. Finger sliding in next to tongue. Delicious. Finger-fuck. Steady
rythmic fucking. Searching for and finding the magic button
inside. Massaging the prostate. Tongue at the door. Finger-fuck deep. I was
in heaven.
    Daddy kissed my butt cheeks while he finger fucked me. Then he withdrew
climbing up my body. His cock pressed against the crack as he humped my
cheeks. Head at mine. Tongue tracing the curves of my ear.
    "Oh my son", he whispered. "My beautiful boy. I need you so much. I
need to be inside. To fill you. Please. Let daddy seed you, my sweet joy".
    "Yes", I sighed. I wanted him inside me uniting us. "Yes, daddy,
please. Please fuck me, daddy. Fuck me".
     And he was there. The knob sliding passed the rings of my
ass-hole. Stretching my hole, filling the walls of my ass
chute. Onward. Deeper. Inside until his crotch hair tickled my cheeks.
    "Here I am, son", his body paused. "Tell me what you want. Tell daddy
what his son needs".
    I sighed deeply. The fat cock having filled me. "Fuck me, daddy. Fuck
me. Oh, please, daddy. Please".
    It began.
    Slowly he began to pull back. Not much. Just somewhat. Then back in
deep. A little more back. Then a thrust to a stop. More back. Then in
harder. I felt the balls sliding over my own. Pulling more out then all the
way in. More and more pulling back then a harder thrust all the way in.
    The engine had been stoked. It began its run. His crotch pushed
weighted against my butt then the weight was lifted as the cock pulled
back. Then heavily against me. Fucking. Hard. Harder. Thrusting into my
hole. My daddies sweet fuck tool.
    "Oh fuck, baby. Your ass is so fucking tight. Exquisite sleeve. My
fucking sweet assed son".
    "Fuck me, daddy. Fuck me. Hard".
    "I'll give it to you. A good hard fuck. For my son".
    He pumped hard. Fat cock invading, retreating, invading. Concurring my
ass. Filling my chasm. My walls sucking daddy ever deeper. We rocked in the
chaise lounge as daddy pounded. Harder. Breath forced from me on every
downward pounding. Inhaling quickly on every retreat. Fucking
me. Hard. Deep. Loving my ass. Balls slapping on mine. Ass-hole
stretched. Wide. Accepting. Hungry. Waiting.
    "Oh, fuck, baby. You're too tight. Can't hold back. Oh baby. Can't".
    The lava flowed in bursts filling me. Seeding me. My DNA in liquid
form. Hot. Smoldering. Inside me. Thrusting deeper up inside. Cum. Daddy
cum. My daddies cum. All mine.
    He fell on top of me as the final bursts finished. His cock still
hard. I squeezed my ass-hole forcing out the final drops. Daddys sighs
snorted into my ear. Kissing my lobe. And I held him there. The rigidity
was gone but the thickness remained. Deep. True. Inside me. Daddis cock. My
daddy. Mine.


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