Sexual Awakening Part Four - Sex Stories

Sexual Awakening Part Four

... help him with my movements; his hands release my hips as they slide up my ribs, lifting my nighty over my head to the bed. I start to feel A whole different set of things deep in my vagina.

Is a second orgasm different? I've never tried to do it twice. I could feel a definitive itch deep in my cavity that needed to be touched; I started to edge towards the edge of his cock until I felt his swollen head right at my opening. I slide off the edge and settle backward, feeling that huge thing at my entrance; I start to gyrate in tiny circles, pushing back, trying to work it into myself. I reach behind my bum, grab the thick of his shaft, and try to help it into my tiny hole.

My dad whispers, "Oh baby, it needs more work.

He grabs my hips again and pulls me like a feather up over his face, and plants my vagina right on his lips. Oh my God, what is he doing? I feel his tongue slather around my opening and then up around my clit. Lashing his tongue along my slit and dragging it from end to end while avoiding touching my button.

"Oh, Daddy, touch it," I beg.

Completely unprepared, he sucks down hard on my clit, sending a giant, hot rippling flash through my body, grinding my button against my pelvis with his tongue. Then, digging along the folds of my lips, nothing about this was the gentle, loving dad of our first encounter, and I loved every second of it. Then he started to prepare me. Digging his tongue almost forcefully into my opening, my vagina clenching down ...

... tight on his tongue.

I was trying desperately to let it enter me while my body was rejecting the invasion. I start to moan loudly as I get to the point where I'm trying to force myself on his tongue, to scratch that itch deep within me, calling for his tongue to touch them. I could feel myself expanding as instinctual as my parts should be. When just as I thought it would enter me, he throws me on my back, maneuvers quickly between my legs, and mounts me.

His swollen cock head forcefully pushes past my opening to nearly the same amount of pain as last; He sees the grimace on my face; he wipes my hair from my eyes and pushes into me two or three inches. A tiny withdrawal and deeper into me as I feel myself overcome with the desire to please my dad and still struggle with his size. Inch after inch, his massive member digs deeper into me, and the minute I feel him touch that itch, he pauses. Fucking me with tiny little jerks and then a pause.

I open my eyes, and he's staring down into mine. He kisses my lips and starts a long, slow withdrawal and back in. He began to fuck me as we did, slowly taking his time, almost more lovingly than before. Feeling the size of his cock start to massage my insides was another new experience; the pain was gone, and the wonderful feeling of getting fucked was taking over.

This feeling was different than the orgasm I just had; this seemed to be built from a different place. As I watched Dad close his eyes and pick up his pace, I wrapped my ...