My Poor Dad
Mother and I … Poor Dad
A few weeks after I found mother with Clark and Jeremy, and we had our chat about her and dad we kind of dropped the subject of them swinging, will her swinging, dad watching. I got home from school and mother was getting in about the same time. She settled in with a glass of wine and on the patio, before dad got home she asked me if I had given any more thought to her and dad swinging and me getting in on the act.
“Mother you’re asking if I want to sleep with dad?”
“No dear, I don’t think you want to do that, but I know he has been looking at you these past few weeks in a different way. He is thinking of you and me with two guys and with him watching.”
“How do you know that has he said that to you?”
“No, will not until I gave him the idea, that you were getting very grown up and you were attracting a lot of men and it would be easy to make her/you part of our life style.”
“He has been looking at me a lot these last few days, since you mentioned it.”
“Last night in bed we were getting it on and I started talking to him about you and how you were so much like me, and I told him that you had a high sex drive and that made him go off faster than he has in a long time, he mumbled your name when he unloaded into me.”
“So what do you have in mind?” We chatted until dad got home and later that night I started down that road to teasing my father. After dinner and some TV with my folks I had a few phone calls and around 10:30 I came down to the den in a sexy baby doll PJ and sexy high heels. “Mother you think these heels go with my new dress we got for the dance?”
Dad’s eyes bugged out as he looked at everything but my heels. Once I realized that Dad was checking me out every time I came into the room, I started to relentlessly tease him around the house when Mom was gone. I’d walk around in just panties and bra a lot more and if Mom went to bed early, I’d watch TV with Dad in just a baby-doll night thing, making sure to show plenty of leg and hot glimpses of my plump tits. My shorts became shorter and my bikini’s smaller as I pranced around the house, seemingly oblivious to the erections I was causing my father.
One fateful Friday night mother and I sat dad up for the big kill. I turned down a date and stayed home. I was up in my room getting ready for the big show. Mother came to my room knocked on the door and cracked it open. “Your father is on his second drink and I’m faking a bad cold and going to bed; make him sweat bullets honey!”
I just smiled and winked at mother and a few minutes late went down to the den. Dad was alone watching TV. “Hey dad mother said she felt a cold coming on and went to bed after taking some pills.”
He looked up saw me in a light blue baby-doll with matching sheer thong panties. My dad, well into his third whatever on the rocks, looked up at me from his leather recliner and softly remarked, “You better cover up. Your mother would be mad if she saw you in that.”
Giggling, I looked him in his robe and I guess his underwear. “Dad can I have a glass of wine?”
“Sure baby, here let me get it for you, I need a freshener.”
I sat cross-legged on the couch across from his recliner, my shaved pussy already damp under the semi-transparent panties. “Dad I think mother took something strong I heard her snoring as I came past your bedroom, she is out for the count, oh and you may not want to sleep with her tonight, you might get what she has!” He just nodded yes.
I pretended to be getting engrossed in the horror movie he was watching. Every now and then, I’d give a little shudder or shriek as the suspense built in the movie, making my dad laugh and call me a chicken.
All the lights were out in the room, and only the TV was putting out the light that I needed to see my going in the tank father. After a twenty minutes or so had passed, I told Dad I was really sacred and got up and sat on his lap.
At 5’9 almost 5’10” at 130#, I must have felt like a full load to my father who is 6’1, 200#. Sitting there quietly, I pretended to be absorbed in the movie and would squirm every so often as if scared by something in the movie. As expected, my barely covered ass, squirming on my dad’s lap, quickly aroused my 3 sheets to the wind father. I frequently caught him staring down the top of my baby-doll at my 39D’s and I felt his cock grow beneath me as he peeked at my firm, young tits.
Leaning back into him I ground my firm around ass hard against his swelling dick in an unmistakable display of intentional cock-teasing.
Dad moaned softly as he shifted in his chair, squirming harder, I put one of my bare feet on his thighs and melted back against him.
He grunted as my firm ass pressed against his rigid cock. Throwing caution to the wind, I whispered without looking at him I put my hand down on his lap as if I were going to shift my weight and when my hand went down it went down on his cock. He was rock hard and his thick daddy meat stood up out of the fold of his robe.
“Oh good heavens mother would kill us both if she knew I caused you to get a stiff one! Did I cause that Daddy?”
I felt him stiffen. “You cause, ah, ah what sweetie?” he asked cautiously; with his head back on the recliner looking up at the ceiling.
I put my face next to his cheek. “Your thing daddy, it’s so stiff.” Just than I placed my hand down on it and gripped it like a pole. “Oh daddy don’t tell mother I touched you, she would be pissed!”
I sat up and tried to slip my leg over him and stand up away from him, but I fell back on his lap and his man meat went for my teenage pussy and only for my thing it might, I said it might have slipped in my sweet young pussy. I looked back at him and that got him out of his swimming head, caused from the hard stuff he had been drinking.
“Oh daddy that big thing almost went in me. Daddy I know you watch me with boys when I’m parked in the drive after a date, late at night.” I whispered seductively rubbing my panty-covered ass against his throbbing cock.
At a loss for words, my father just sat here silently.
“I know you come home, have a drink or two, maybe three, and watch me in my room.” I went on, leaning harder into him, my voice barely a whisper “You ever watch some of those boys fuck me. Does it make you hard to watch?”
My dad groaned helplessly and his hands began to gently stroke my bare legs.
“You like watching me fuck them?” I asked teasingly, squirming slowly on his lap. “Do I fuck them good?”
“M-Ma-Marca…” My dad groaned in despair. “I’m sorry. I can’t help it. Don’t tell your Mom. Please. I just had to look…and now…well…I’m sorry. Look, don’t say anything to anyone; I won’t watch you anymore.”
Grabbing my Dad’s hands, I pulled them up over my tits and put my other foot up on his empty thigh. Writhing more forcefully against him, I promised, “I’m not going to tell on you if you don’t tell on me. You can watch me anytime you want.”
Wickedly, I continued to torment him. “Do you want to fuck me like they do? Do you want to fuck me too, Daddy?”
Even while fondling his half-naked 17-year old daughter’s boobs as I grinded away on his lap; my drunken father played the admonishing parent. “No. No. I can’t do that. I shouldn’t even be watching you. Get off my lap and get your ass upstairs right now. Go on. Stop acting like a slut.”
I notice happily that my father’s words had no force behind them and I giggled softly to myself as I obeyed his order. I stood up making sure I pushed off him by running my hand over his cock one last time. I turned as I walked away. His cock shot up from his robe; damn he didn’t have any underwear on, Jesus look at that pink snake. He saw me looking and quickly covered himself.
“I would like for you to watch me, do an older guy, maybe one of your friends, why don’t you talk with mother about it!”
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My Poor Dad… Part 2
Mother had told me the next day that she got up out of bed and watched me tease and touch dad and later that night we both heard him go to the bathroom down stairs and jerk off after I got up and went up stairs to my room. Mother and I worked out one more step in our plan to get dad to be not only a cuckold for his wife but his daughter also.
It was a few weeks later and on a Sunday night just after 11PM. I could hear mother and dad in their bedroom. The bedroom door was just open enough for me to peep in and see them. “Come on, baby. I’m hard. Give me some. Come on, fuck me,” Daddy whined burying his hand between mother’s legs. “Honey give me some pussy and we will plan a trip to one of the clubs out of town, come on please.”
Mother had told me that at one or two of these clubs most of the men members knew her pussy intimately but dad only got to jerk off his raging hard-on; the way he as begging tonight, it looked like he’d fuck just about anything that moved. Jacking off just wouldn’t ease this ache. And tonight mother was acting like a bitch.
“No, God Damn it, I’ve got a big day tomorrow. I need to sleep. I can’t sleep if you’re fucking me, can I? I swear, between you and Marca you’re trying to give me gray hair. Now let me sleep. If you’re so hard, then you can give yourself a hand job. The lotion is in the bathroom and my panties are in the top draw. I haven’t washed them yet so you can still smell my pussy on them and you can cum in them if you want. Now go take care of yourself, good night.”
Mother pushed Daddy’ s hand away from between her legs and rolled over. Dad stood up and I could see his cock sticking out, damn he was hard, how could mother refuse that? Dad picked up his robe and turned to her. “You fucking bitch! You can fuck all our friends at the clubs, but you couldn’t fuck me?”
I saw it was time for the next stage in our plan. I hurried down to the den and turned on the TV. Dad didn’t know that mother and I knew he had started peeping in on me whenever he could, when I took my baths, he would stand out side the bathroom and jacked himself off to the image of me washing my big boobs and between my legs.
Annoyed, Daddy came down stairs to the den to put on some porn so he could jack off. Instead he received a surprise when he saw me his seventeen year old daughter sitting on the couch in a tiny thong and an oversized thin cotton T-shirt that showed off the taut points of my nipples. That look on his face told me he was imagining me nude and fucking me. I would be so sweet and tight and I was forbidden which would make it better. I smiled at him. “You’re up late daddy.”
“Hey Marca,” he greeted as he walked over to his recliner. I scooted around and relaxed into the sofa. I was obviously watching T.V. but a commercial was the only thing showing right now so the show had to have gone on break. “So what are you watching?” he asked flippantly.
“I’m watching the Texas Chainsaw Massacre. Becky saw it last week and I told me it was great and that it was showing again tonight so I decided to watch it.”
“Oh, Becky, you two double dating a lot, right?”
I looked at dad, I said in a low voice. “Don’t say anything to mother, but Becky and me are referred to as the slut twines.”
“That is what the boys at school call you? Say didn’t her mother and father split last year?”
“Yes, poor old Mr. Cole, he gets real horny. The weekend’s when Becky goes to her mother’s and he is home alone is the bad part for him.”
“What does he do on those weekends?”
“Not much, he has invited me to come over and watch TV with him, if I had nothing to do; you think I should keep him company some Saturday afternoon?”
I saw dad’s robe get that bulge again, like the last time he and I were down here.
“You better not tell your mother she would say no.” I smile at dad, got up off the sofa and walked over to him in his recliner I looked up at the second floor, like I was looking out for someone. I bent over and whispered in his ear. “If mother knew he was alone and hard as a rock all the time she would be over there, he, he!”
“Fuck your mother!”
I stood up and saw him looking me over my long tan legs, my smooth shaved pussy just covered by my tiny white thong panties and my rock hard nipples were letting him know I was hot and horny. I found I could not meet his gaze any longer, and I swallowed again as I found myself staring at his crotch. There was that large bulge again.
I saw daddy’ s reaction, he felt a surge of power course through him, and felt his fattening dick give another lurch as he saw me gazing at it.
“Daddy maybe some time when mother is busy you and Becky’s father could take the daughters out, be a father daughter thing, just you would be with Becky and I with her father.”
I could see dad was thinking, he thought with a sigh. Becky was a ripe, full sixteen year old who loved sex; had been addicted to it since she got her first fuck. Her dad had invited Daddy over to watch a few ball games, they didn’t know each other that well, but they could become good friends if dad wanted it.
Becky and I have been a couple of sex-crazed whore who liked it rough and would take it as hard as we could get it and I frequently did. Daddy didn’t know that I had done it with her father a few times. He loved screwing me, so he said.
He smiled, “Oh, your mother would kill me if she found out we did something like that.”
As the movie progressed and grew scarier, I got up and snuggled into his lap and he draped an arm around my shoulder. I jumped at the slightest noise on the screen and he grinned again; if only he knew it was like taking candy from a baby. He slowly shifted the arm slung around my shoulder and brushed his fingertips over the swell of my breast. I tensed a little and he left his hand to slightly rest against the swell of my firm young big breast.
Finally I relaxed and he moved his hand again, brushing his fingertip across my breast and then my nipple. Unconsciously I pushed into his hand and he stroked his thumb over my sensitive nipples.
For a while he did that alone as they watched the movie; rubbing my nipple, strumming the taut peak. Against her will I scooted over so he could touch her breast more fully.
Slowly he caressed me, squeezing my breast lightly at first and then more firmly. Slowly he released my heavy breast and slid his hand down my torso. I pretended to fall asleep as he slid his hand under my shirt to cup my bare breast. I let a low moan. “Oh, mmm, oh yes!”
My skin was smooth against his rough palm, the weight of my breast erotically heavy as he clutched my breast. I continued to pretend I was sleeping he slid my T shirt up my belly slowly and bared my lovely, full breast and hard little nipples. The material brushed my nipples as he pulled them to the top of my firm tits so he could see my entire beautiful full breast. He bent his head down, still holding my top up above my breast, and licked a small hard nipple. I shuddered and arched my back.
He looked up to see my eyes open and he smiled, “You’re so sweet. You taste so good. May I? Do you mind if I suck your nipples?” I shook my head no and he once against bent to my heavy breasts. Once again he licked the taut nipple and then sucked the hard bud into his hungry mouth. He sucked strongly on first one nipple and then the other. I simply pushed the tight nip into his mouth so that he could latch on to it.
“You’re so hot,” he murmured when he had released my breast from his mouth. “Take off your shirt, baby. You’re so hot, so sweet that I need to see you.” I did as he asked and he grinned. “Ah, look at these pretty tits, your so fucking big, bigger than your mother’s tits. You have nicer tits than your mom. Do you like when I suck them? Do you like when I suck your nipples?”
I nodded and he bent again to the pebbled nipples. Mouth wide, he sucked the taut point into his voracious mouth and bit down on my nipple. I jumped but clutched his head to my breasts. Painfully aroused now, he bit down on my nipples and caressed my bare ass. “Oh, baby, you’re so hot.”
“Daddy do you remember what you did to me the last time we were watching a movie? How I touched your cock when mom wasn’t down here? You liked that?”
He nodded yes. “Good, cause I’m going to touch your cock again tonight. I can’t resist. You’re just so hard all the time. Are you? Are you hard? Are you hard for me, daddy?”
He nodded and I grinned. I stood up and looked back up the stairs and turned my head like I was listening for something or someone. “You think mother will wake up? Well, we got to be quite then, let me sit on your lap. Sit on your cock with me facing away from you.” I turned my back to him and then lowered my full, round ass into his lap, brushing over his incredibly rigid cock. “Ride my cock Marca,” he ordered. At first I was confused but he gripped my waist and pushed me back and forth so that my ass stroked his cock, so that I was rubbing my ass against his leaking cock.
As I picked up the rhythm he ran his hand over my firm young breasts and tight hard nipples. Then he firmly and roughly cupped my pussy through my thong as he stroked my tits. Slowly, he pulled aside the scrap of material form where it was buried between my ass cheeks and pussy lips and shoved his fingers deep into me. My girl goop wet his fingers as he repeatedly buried them in my tight wet cunt. I didn’t complain when his fingers stroked my cunt walls a little too roughly.
“Ah, baby. This cunt you’ve got is so tight and perfect. I love the way your cunt lips grip my fingers. Your mom isn’t half as tight as you are. You’ve got a great cunt.” I wasn’t even really listening as I rode his fingers, inadvertently rubbing my ass harder across his dick. A drop of pre-cum leaked from the swollen head and he plunged his fingers deeper once more, then gripped my breast and twisted. When I was about to cum he yanked his fingers from me and pushed me to my feet.
For a moment I was stunned and then I turned to see him whipping his incredibly fat, 9 inch long cock from his robe. He stroked his rigid cock for a moment not going near the head; I knew he wanted me to lick the drop of pearly white cum from the head of his swollen dick.
“Come here baby, get on your knees in front of me, lick the pre-cum off the slit of my dick and then open your mouth wide and swallow my big cock. Can my sweet little girl do that?”
”Oh daddy we can’t what about mother?”
“We want tell her, please Marca touch it for me.”
I hesitated but he wouldn’t let me say no to him. He pulled me closer and then pushed me to her knees between his spread legs. “Lick the head,” he ordered and I complied, licking up the cream that had leaked from the slit of his cock. “Now suck my cock, sweet girl. You’re so sweet. Suck my cock like it’s a lollipop and you can’t get enough.”
At first I appeared uncertain, but he gripped my skull and forced my head down to his groin. “Open your mouth wide enough to take my cock,” he commanded and then pushed into my warm wet mouth. Just than we both heard that voice, a vice we knew so will.
“Honey is Marca down there with you?”
I looked up at him and he looked down at me and his old thick man meat went limp like he had cold water poured over it. I pulled my head back off his limp tool.
“Yes mother I’m down here, watching a movie with dad!” I pointed at him and jerked my head at him, say something you fool.
“I’m here Dawn, you need something?”
“Marca tomorrow is school, its late you need to be in bed!”
I was still holding daddy’ s cock and trying to get it stiff again.
“Young lady get your ass up to bed, don’t make me come down there!” With that said dad and I both rushed to get out things on. “OK, I’m coming.” I slipped on my T shirt and I reached up to kiss dad on the cheek. “She can fuck up a good time, can’t she?”
I got to the head of the stairs and mother gave me that big smile and we made for my bedroom. I open and closed my door, but we tip toed back to the landing and looked down to see daddy on his recliner jerking off. Mother and I looked at each other and we headed off to our rooms smiling, our plan was in action.
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