Dr. Price - Sex Stories

Dr. Price

... awfully good in these jeans. This brand of jeans flattered her wide hips and round, firm ass. She pulled the jeans off while maintaining the view of her ass in the mirror. The matching lace boy short panties were definite proof that sometimes more was better. She had always thought that panties that partially covered her butt were much sexier than thongs.

As she climbed under the covers to take a nap, her mind went to that place she knew it would: her Dad's horse cock. She felt a tingle in her pussy. "Damn," she thought to herself, "I really want to feel that cock in my pussy." Her mind was racing. Her Dad had been fine with her milking him and even with her blowing him, but fucking might be "a bridge too far." He had seemed to be fine with the prospect of using his hands on to get her off, had he been able to, but he didn't seem to understand that she really wanted him to fuck her. It had been so long for her and she was pretty sure that her Dad had not fucked a woman in years. "Can I do this?" she thought. She decided the answer was, "yes," but then she had a different dilemma: "How do I do this?"

She realized that she was staring up at the ceiling, racking her brain on how to make this happen. She also realized that she was not going to be able to sleep until she resolved the issue. After what seemed like a half an hour, she heard her Dad call.

"Pumpkin, are you upstairs."

"Yeah, Dad. Are you okay?"

"Would you mind coming here for a minute? I've got a ...

... question for you."

She briefly considered if she should throw a robe over her bra and panties, but then reconsidered when she realized how silly that would be. She walked across the hall and as she entered his room she saw her Dad's eyes widen. "Wow! You look sexy!"

"Thanks, Daddy." She flashed him a dazzling smile. "What's up?"

"Well," he said holding up his hands yet again, "you know how we were talking about your needs yesterday?"

"Yes." She wasn't sure where this was going, but she was excited about her Dad starting down the path.

"I was thinking... I mean... I want to help... Uh... Hell! I'm not sure how to say this." His face was bright red, but she could clearly see his swollen cock inside of his pants.

"Just say it, Dad. It's okay."

He looked her in the eye for several seconds and then took a deep breath. "Okay. I have a tongue."

This was not what she was expecting, and it showed on her face. Her eyes went wide and her mouth dropped open a bit. "Wow, Dad, that's a great offer. Are you sure?"

"It's been a while, but I remember that your Mom loved it when I'd do it to her."

The thought of her Dad licking her Mom's pussy was abstract to her since her mother had been dead for so long. She thought about it for about two seconds and decided that she liked the idea... a lot. She walked over to her father's bed and sat on the edge. She ran her hand across her Dad's crotch, feeling his enormous hard on under the fabric. "Clearly," she said, "you like ...