Date: Sat, 21 Mar 2009 11:33:58 -0400
From: Lacy White <lacylips@gmail.com>
Subject: Daddy's Little Patsy Part 2

Daddies Little Patsy 2
by LacyLips@gmail.com

DISCLAIMER: This is a fantasy depicting homosexual acts involving young men
and boys. The story is intended for adult readers and not minors. IF YOU
ARE NOT OF LEGAL AGE TO BE READING THIS STORY OR IF YOU FIND SUCH MATERIAL
OFFENSIVE, PLEASE LEAVE. All characters are fictional and in no way related
to any person or persons living or deceased.

Ok. The next morning after the fingering my dad had given me (or Patsy
actually) he was very quiet. He hardly looked at me and just told me to get
ready for school and that we needed to talk later. I showered, slipped on a
pair of simple yellow satin hi cuts under my school pants, buttoned up my
shirt and grabbed a pop tart (funny, I was one too) and left to catch my
bus.


After school I found a note from dad asking me not to be dressed when he got
home tonight. I had a bad feeling that he was upset about the night before
and that we both got off with him finger fucking my panty covered ass. I
thought that he had liked it. I know I did. In my room I put on a bra just
to make me feel better and worry less about what was going on. I would take
it off before he got home. I got busy with homework.


When dad arrived he asked me to sit down with him. He was all upset about
the night before and that we should not do that stuff. It was not right. "A
dad should not be playing with his son's ass." He said.


"I was not your son then dad. I was your wife and Patsy really liked it when
you massaged my little butt."


" It was not right! " He shot back at my cute remark. " I wanted it Daddy. I
liked it and I want to do it more."

Not only did I want to do IT more I wanted to do MORE period. But he
insisted that I could not dress like that all the time. If the bras and
panties and teddies made me feel better OK but I had to keep them under my
regular clothes or wear stuff only in my own room. He didn't say it but I
knew he could not resist me if I showed off in mom's undies.  Sad but
hopeful I agreed.


After dinner and some TV I kissed dad goodnight. He had his hand on my back
when I kissed him and I know he felt the bra strap across my back. I
wondered if he would jerk off in bed wondering about what sexy garments I
had on underneath that he was now depriving himself of seeing.


I changed into a satin chemise teddy for sleeping and got out the box of
toys I had found in the closet. Since I was not going to get repeat of the
fingering from dad tonight I hoped one of the many wiggly, wobbly, vibrating
things in that box might help.


I examined each one carefully and tried a very small hard plastic thing that
looked like a large bullet. The switch on the end brought it to life. Wow!
This thing was going a thousand miles an hour in my hand. I put it against
my half hard dick in the yellow satins I still had on. Oh! NIce! I found
that just holding the base loosly and letting the tip go up and down the
length of the shaft was very cool. Letting it buzz a long time right where
the head meets the shaft (on the underside) was amazing. Before long I was
letting it buzz my nuts and finally I discovered my tight little pucker with
it. In the end, and it was, I pressed it in so my ring would hold it and
then jerked off with my left hand while my right felt up every inch of cool,
silky material on my body. What a cum! I had plenty to wash out in the
morning.

So it was 3 days before I took another chance at getting close to dad. After
school and at night alone I experimented with each of the toys progressing
from the buzzer to a smaller lifelike rubber penis up my ass.

I loved those "little helpers".  There was a blue one, kind of gummy worm
colored, that was about 6" long and an inch or so across. Big head and a few
very pronounced ridges around it along the length. It didn't vibrate or
nothing but put a little of the lube from the box on it and after 3 attempts
I found that I could get it right in there and it felt great. I like the
sensation of being filled up - stuffed. Made me soooo horny. After getting
comfy with the idea I would lay on my back and wiggle my butt on the bed or
on my side and pump that fake dick in and out with my hand. Could almost
come from just that but had to always finish with my hand. I always licked
my hand clean of the cum afterwards unless I had unloaded into my slip or
nightgown.

Those time I would flip it up over my face when I was done and suck the cum
from the smooth nylon before getting cleaned up or going to sleep.


One discovery was  the energy I felt when I first put the big realistic cock
toy in my mouth. I don't know where the magnetic attraction to it came from
but when I stroked it, playing that I was with another boy, I could not
resist putting to my lips. The velvet like feel of this soft surface toy
felt great and moistening it with my spit and buffing it with my tongue was
making me crazy.  I put the head in my mouth and it was as if a motor was
switched on in my face. My tongue revolved around that tool excitedly. The
more I pushed into my mouth the more pleasurable I felt. I was a fake
cocksucker. A very horny little, dressed like a girl cocksucker.


Two more days of practice sucking and stretching my bottom with mom's toys.
I needed my dad's attentions again real bad. I went to bed in a satin
chemise and string bikini bottoms, satin too, and played my games with the
rubber cocks for a while. After I knew dad had gone to bed for a short time
I went to his room and quietly slipped into the bed with him. I gently
lifted the sheet and got under it. How asleep was he? Would he play if I
woke him? I was about to find out.


I was not against him at first. I laid my hand on his chest and gently felt
his warm shape. My fingers flicked at his nipples and they hardened under my
touch. Wonder what else I could harden? Still asleep I ventured downward and
found his navel and the start of his lightly hairy trail to my point of
interest.  Lower. Whoa! What the heck? I had encountered elastic right where
I expected his briefs to be but it was not a wide manly form but a narrow
silky form like the panties I had been wearing. Did he miss her too?
Whatever, I liked it.


The cool nylon felt great under my excited fingers and it was even better
when they first felt the big log of a tool he was packing inside. Even so
softly using just one finger I traced dad's cock to the bottom and then back
to the tip. I reached almost to his hip. Adding a second finger a soft
stroking ensued repeatedly from the spongy tip, down the vein textured shaft
to where it met his ball sack. I ventured lower floating my fingers over his
balls and giving that package a few soft squeezes too.


He stirred. I continued until he moaned soft. "Oh, Pat that is so good.
Don't stop."


Almost whispering I responded. "Not Pat, Patsy". That woke him up! No more
dream. His girly dressed, wifey replacement, son had his hand on his dick.
We both were liking it. "What are you doing?"


"I needed this daddy. I want to be so close to you. Your attentions the
other night make me want so much more and I could not just think about the
big lump I felt laying across your lap anymore. I have to see it. I must
touch it." With that said I just stuck my hand inside the panties and
grabbed on to his hot man meat. Oh my gawd! It was so thick and hot.


My mind raced. SO did his I think since he let out a soft moan when I
touched his warm cock. I pushed his panties down more and ever so gently ran
my little fingers up and down his veiny dick exploring briefly every vessel
which were pulsing his shaft full of blood and making so hard it was glossy
feeling like glass. I let my palm surround it, as much as it could, and
stroked slowly. I never knew there were so many nerves in my palm. The heat,
the hardness, the texture. I was in such pain with my little prick tucked
into my panties. In but a moment, a second or two at most, I let go of dad's
tool, shoved my hand into my panties to free myself up and was back around
the beast.


As i continued to explore my hand traveled from base to tip and back
repeatedly and finally on the downstroke I grasped my daddy's big bag of
balls. It was like rolling to golf balls around in my hand and he responded
with little moans and "oh,yes" 's as I caressed them. I felt his hand go to
my back.


"Squeeze a little firmer son." he instructed me.


"Patsy, My name is Patsy". I reminded him.


"Ok, Patsy. Now give them a firm squeeze."

At the same time he started to rub my back. He sure found my bra interesting
as he felt the clasp and ran his fingers over the lacy and satin parts back
there. He brought his hand down my back to the top of my pretty butt and
then back up letting in go under the strap making it pull tighter to my
chest. Like I needed my excitement? So much stuff was leaking my me that I
was lying in a wet spot.


Things were heating up if that was possible. With my head on his chest I
watched mesmerized as I played with the heavy slab of cock I had extricated
from their own pantied package. His hand now focused on my butt cheeks I was
of the charts. As I made an upstroke a glistening puddle of precum showed
itself perched on daddy's piss slit. Could not resist. Licked it right off.
Savored the slipperyness and the slight sweet taste and could not move away
without another lick.


The second dick lick was slower and more deliberate. Oh shit! I was hooked!
I could not have pulled away if I had wanted too. Instead I put the whole
head, with a bit if lip stretching, into my drooling mouth. I was blowing my
dad and it was going to be the best blow job he ever had.


Oh, Baby! You little cock slut. Suck me. Suck it good patsy!" Dad was almost
screaming. At the same time his hand got a lot busier on my bottom. While I
pushed another inch or two of his dick into my face he lodged the side of
his hand into my butt crack and made a sawing motion with it. It was
stimulating and I found it hard to focus on one or the other. Cock in my
mouth or hand in my crack.


I reluctantly pulled the meatscicle from my stretched little lips long
enough to tell him " it feels nice but I need this (i shook his prick)
right now. Just keep you hand there but don't rub me."  Big breath and I
dove back on it seeing how far I could get it in. I gagged a bit but got
over half, almost 5 inches I guessed, in there.


I pulled back a bit to get comfortable and licked and sucked and stroked. I
loved the warmth of the cock in my mouth. Velvety outside on the top, spongy
a bit too. Glass hard and glossy the rest of the way down. I was slobbering
in all over it. My hand was massaging his nuts and I went along and
sometimes I gave his sack a good stretch. He liked that. I was being a
really good wife. OK girlfriend. No wife ever sucked dick like I did that
night.


I cupped his big balls and lifted them up so that they surrounded the base
of his shaft and then I licked them. Left and then right giving them a
swirlly with my ever so talented (as I had just discovered) tongue. He loved
it. His big hand gripped my soft butt fiercely and then released.


"Stop for a second. Let change positions", he suggested. "On your back my
lovely. I am going to straddle your sexy little chest so your lacy bra will
excite my thighs while you suck your daddy' big cock."


He stood and filled off his panties that had been around his knees. I
flipped over as requested and he mounted me as promised.


Hold his tool at the base and flopping it around like a lasso he asked me if
this was what I wanted. My answer came by opening my mouth as wide as I
could and raising my head to give him a good angle.


"Patsy! Suck my cock you little whore! Get it back in you pretty little
cocksucking face! Take it all! Gag on it bitch!"


Dad had gone insane. He was calling me all kinds of dirty names - I loved
it! I complied with his demands and went back to his stiff dick bathing it
vigorously with my tongue and rubbing it back and forth over my lips at the
same time. His hand released by bottom and gripped my head instead. He was
pushing me down forcing more meat into my loving and vacuumlike mouth. It
hit the back of my throat and I gagged so he eased up and I sucked hard as I
pulled back so my tongue could entertain his dickhead some more. I felt the
shaft pulse in my hand and then again. Ever feel a garden hose as the water
gets turned on. The hose swells and you sense the movement of the water
before it shoots from the nozzle. Yeah it was like that. A big swell, an
almost vibration and a blast of hot cum almost took my right off his cock.


Almost. I was dedicated to taking it all. Three big slippery spurts at
first. A pause and another creamy treat. Then dad yanked his cock from my
lips and sprayed another onto my face. One more, Nose and eyes got hit. I
was shocked but loving it.


"Head back and open up. Don't spill any."


I did as I was told. My mouth was so full of hot, slippery, creamy cum.
Daddy seed. He stroked his thick pole holding the tip at my mouth and shot
one last dribble in with the rest. Now some of it was overflowing the sides
of my mouth and starting to drip.


"Slurp it up young lady. Swallow it all."


I slurped and I swallowed. Kind of missing the dirty feeling of it all as it
slid down my now-not-so-virgin throat. He held his dick firm and pushed my
mouth back onto it. "Suck it dry Baby. You started it and now you need to
finish it."


I did with pleasure. We stayed like that for a few minutes. Limp and wasted.
Both of us. Me, face still covered with cum.


"Patsy. That was wonderful but I need to send you to your room now. If you
stay here I will never sleep or be able to keep my hands off of you."


The feeling was mutual as much as I wanted to stay. There would be other
nights, and days to come.

Or, should I say "to CUM".



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