The New House - Sex Stories

The New House

... suddenly smelled the rum on his breath and realized he was almost as drunk as mom and I. I rolled onto my side, feeling the flood of our cum dripping out of my still gaping pussy. A gentle snore came from Dad, and I managed to sit up "Oh my God" I thought. What do I do now? My own father has just fucked me, and even worse, I loved every minute. How can I face him or , oh no, how can I face Mom??" I sat there, listening to my father's gentle drunken snores, and tried to figure out what to do.. The guilt one part of my mind felt only grew as another part of my mind remembered the feel of Dad's cock sliding into me seemingly without end. Even as I tried to figure out what I could say to Mom in the morning, I watched as my hand seemingly of it's own volition, reached out to touch Dad's still semi rigid manhood. In horror, I felt myself grasp his cock, wrapping my fingers around it. I tried to rationalize to myself, "I just want to see how much bigger he is then Dave" but that wouldn't explain why I was slowly starting to stroke his thick meat, feeling it growing harder in my hand, feeling the slow pulse of his blood as it rushed to bring it to full erection again. "It must be ten inches" I thought, at least. In the dark I couldn't see it, but my hand sliding up and down the length of it could feel it getting fatter and longer. I turned, and got on my knees next to him, the movement causing the waterbed to ripple, making his body lift up and down, almost feeling like he was ...

... stroking himself in my hands. I reached out with my other hand, and wrapped it around his cock too. "Who am I kidding, Dad's got at least 12 inches, " both my hands were around his cock and the head was still uncovered could feel his cock start to slowly throb and the head swelled slightly as I brought my hand up to cup it. It was slick and smooth, covered with my juices and his cum, and my hands glided up and down smoothly, stoking him to grow, to get even harder.. Without seeming to move, I found my lips pressed against the head, my tongue playing with the tiny slit tasting the dribble of cum that leaked out as I jacked his cock with my hands. I pressed my lips to him and sucked the head into my mouth, running my tongue over it, swirling my tongue over and around the crown, pushing my face down, I managed to pull several more inches into my mouth, sucking him, licking my tongue up and down underneath the hard shaft. I tried to open my mouth wider, wanting to take even more in, but gagged as the head hit the back of my throat. As I started to lift my head pulling him from my mouth, I felt his hands on my head, tangling in my long hair. "Ohhh yeah Maggie, suck me" he muttered, and pushed my head back down onto his rigid cock. At the same moment the movement of the waterbed lifted his hips under me and his cock slide straight into my throat, I tried desperately to pull back but his strong hands pushed my head farther down and suddenly my lips were against his body, his entire cock ...