Date: Sat, 30 Aug 2003 01:39:19 +0530
From: arkam19 <arkam19@indiatimes.com>
Subject: father-cherub-3

WARNING!
This story contains explicit scenes of sexual activity between a minor and
an adult and also of incest. If it is illegal to read such stuff in your
country then kindly close this window at once. Also if you are not of legal
age in your country, then do not read any further. But if you fulfill the
above criterion, then read further and let me know how you like my story.

Hi Guys! Thanks for all the lovely mails that I have received. Sorry I
could not write earlier because I had been busy. Read on

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MY SEDUCTION 3

After that memorable day, I had become one horny little chap. At school, I
could think of nothing all day except of getting home and my father's
return from office. I could not get his dick out of my mind. My penis was
hard like a ramrod all day. Thank goodness that at that time, my dick was
small and the bulge in my kneckers did not show. Otherwise I woul have had
a lot of trouble explaining to anybody who cared to ask. Somehow the day
got over and I headed for home. When I reached home, I was greeted by a
stick-on stcker message from father telling me that he had some work at
office and he would come late. The food was on the table and after having
lunch, I was to go to bed.

Since my father had another key, I was not worried though I felt very sad
that he could not come early. Our flat was a very safe place to be in,
especially when you were home alone. There were good neighbours living
around and thus I was not frightened.

I did as I was asked to do. I had a bath, ate lunch and dived for
bed. Since I was alone and after what had transpired between father and me
the other day, I did not care to put on any clothes. I was completely naked
and sprawled on the bed. I was playing around with my cocklet, thinking
about father and I dont know when I fell asleep.

I suddenly awakened from a deep slumber. It was very dark in the room. As
such I was not scared of the dark but I had an uncanny feeling that someone
was in the room with me. Maybe it was this feeling which had made me get
up. I had never felt really scared in all my life. But the terror of that
instant is hard to forget. Even while writing this, I have got
goosepimples. There was darkness all around and a feeling in my heart that
someone else was there in the room. I wanted to speak but words failed
me. My throat was choking and silent tears wracked my body. I could barely
mumble something. What that was, even I fail to recognize. All of a sudden
I gave a loud cry of fear. And the silent tears became wails of a scared
animal.

In an instant strong loving arms surrounded me. In the gripof my fear, I
fought them. Trying to prevent them from encircling me. Believing that they
meant harm to me. But my pathetic protests were overcome with a graceful
gesture and I was swept into loving arms and my face was pressed to a taut
but equally loving chest. Before my mind could sort out what was happening,
my heart recognised the fragrance of that body and my arms raised
themselves up of their own will and circled that body. My tears did not
stop even on recognising that I had my father near me. Now they were tears
of relief. A soohing voice was trying to calm me. The magic of that voice
affected me and my fear was completely dispelled, but the tears would not
stop.I felt my chin being turned upwards and slowly his face came down. His
lips brushed past mine once, very gently, vry lovingly. Then they were on
mine. Slowly, steadily their pressure increased. In reply, my lips parted
and allowed his tongur to enter the cavern of my mouth. His tongue passed
over the uneven surface of my teeth and my tongue in turn sought his. Soon
our tongues were locked as one. Each one drinking in the juice of the
other.

His arms pulled me closer, as if he wanted me to be absorbed in him. His
one arm unwound itself fron around me and reached my now erect
nipples. First gently cruising over the terrain and then coming to claim
the prize. His fingers first tweaked one nipple and then the other. His
tongue entwined with mine. Slowly his fingers moved lover. Gently, lovingly
caressing my belly button and then down to my hairless but erect penis. I
was in seventh heaven. Enjoying the sensations of his fingers. He stroked
my hard penis and played with my balls. My fears now forgotten, only pure
ecstacy burned my blood. His lips bid a sweet farewell to mine and roamed
down. Past my neck and onwards. Reaching my nipples, his tongue flicked
over one nipple, while his hand tweaked the other. He was going slowly this
time so that I could enjoy the feelings and not have an orgasm too soon.

I, on the other hand, was on the verge of another dry orgasm. His tongue
passed over the rest of my exposed torso. Licking at one place and kissing
the other. He sensed that I was on the edge and thus in one easy swipe, my
little penis was lost in the depths of his mouth. What I felt then, no
words can describe. His hot, wet mouth holding captive my little cocklet
and balls and his tongue playing games with it. This was too much to take
and my body began its convulsions. The wild horses that ran throughout my
body were too much fo my little mind and I closed my eyes. When my
breathing became normal and I was able to focus on the things around me, I
noticed that it was nearer dinner time. I had overslept. I looked around
and saw that father had got up. I could hear the clattering of dishes in
the kitchen, from this I surmised that he was preparing the table for
dinner. "I must have dozed off again", I thought.

I ran to the bath room in my nakedness and washed my face and brushed my
hair to look decent. When I entered the dining room, the table was already
set and father was putting the final dishes. I walked up to him and he
rumpled my hair and tickled me. I giggled and tried to tickle him. But I
tickled his dick instead of his armpits. I couln't reach his armpits and
what with my height, my mouth was just level with his cock. He was wearing
a baggy bermudas and an equally baggy tee-shirt. As soon as my hand touched
his dick, it pulsed once and became hard. I started playing with
it. Stroking it and shaking it from over the garment. He moaned once and
took my hand to make me stop. "After Dinner" was all he said.

I gobbled up the food hungrily, VERY hungrily I shoul say. I had never felt
so hungry all my life. Maybe my fear and my orgasm had done the trick. But
anyways, after my playing with my father's dick, his stiffie went down but
mine stayed up and erect. And since I was in all my glory, it was plain for
the world to see.

After dinner, we both stayed at the table. Neither of us spoke. We looked
into the other's eyes and waited with shallow breaths and expectant hearts
( and hardons) for something to happen. I could take the suspense no longer
and taking the excuse of a fallen fork, I slid under the table. I was tooo
horny. I just had to again have that huge cock in my lips. I wanted to lick
it and eat the cum. I wanted to hear him moan and see him shudder with pure
delight.

I slipped under the table and reached between his thighs. He did not
protest or say anything. He jut spread his thighs apart, allowing me more
room. I pulled down his bermudas and his dick jumped at my face. I looked
at it once and then took out my tongue to lick it. His cock convulsed
again. I held on to it with my hot sweaty hands and put the dick into my
mouth. I opened my mouth very wide and barely managed to get a little more
than the huge head inside. I sucked like a madman. Licking sucking, my
mouth was hurting, but the pain ahd no significance in comparison with the
delight and pride I was deriving from my father's moans. His legs started
shaking and his breathing became ragged." I am cumming Boy. I am about to
cum. Yeah. Oh God! It is great... Drink all my boy. Eat daddy's
sperm... Yeah... OOOOOooooooohhhhhhhhhhh
Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh. Thats it faster, faster, FASTER, am cumming
NOwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww".

With that he came. His hot and fluidy jism filling my mouth and flowing out
the sides. I collected as much as I could in my hand, as it dribbled down
my chin and some of it fell onto my chest.  I then came out from under the
table and ate the remaining cum. That which had fallen on my chest was
cleaned up by father. He then picked me up in his arms and headed towards
the bedroom.

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This is the end of the third chapter of my sexual autobiography. Did you
like it. Let me know. Email me at <arkam19@indiatimes.com>