The day finally came when I thought I was ready to take my
much as possible. Then he greased me up with what felt like half
I eventually got into the habit of sitting on his chest, then bending
his cockhead against my asshole and stroke it bad forth a
iween my asscheeks. He was already leaking when he brought
happening!
few times.
push in
went down on him. He’d take the hint and spit on my hole to get
it nid wet, and then he’d start fingering it while I wiggled
the missile-shaped of his cock start to pee my hole.
of a jar of Vaseline. I felt open and slick back there, and I was just
his lips right up to my ear and whispered, “Are you ready, Jess?”
Dad pushed forward a little more a with some resistance.
His hot breath made me shiver. I nodded a him position
gonna start putting it in. If it hurts too much, just tell me, and
“You OK, Jess?” he asked. Again I nodded. “Relax, I’m gonna
dad’s fat one. He laid me out across the bed, face down and ass
telling me how tight my hole was and how we had to get it opened
over so that my butt up was right up in Dad’s face every time I
was drooling out of my piss slit, just like my old man.
As Dad worked on my hole, he’d mumble all sorts of dirty things,
fingers up inside me and strum them over my happy spot until I
“Now, just relax, son,” he said in a soothing voice. “Daddy’s
I’ll pull it back out, OK?”
time I jerked him off or sucked on his big pole. He’d wiggle a few
up. Dad took his time lig and fingering my hole to relax it as
I was really excited. I almost couldn’t believe that it was really
dying to get my dad’s cock up inside me.
I was too excited to speak, so I nodded my head. Then I felt
Daddy lay down on top of me. I could feel his big sausage led
up for Daddy’s big cock.
my ass untrollably.