Initiation - Father - First Night - Sex Stories

Initiation - Father - First Night

... pushed, and pushed, and just when I thought it was going to forcefully enter and hurt me, my asshole gave way and my father's cock slid inside me, filling me with warmth, fullness, and pleasure. I let out a moan I didn't realise I was holding, and felt the tension leave my body as I gave myself to my father completely for the first time.

Dad slowly buried his full size in me, bumping against a wall further up inside me. "We'll teach you how to get past that wall. You'll need to know." He told me. I noticed the "we" this time, and realised he said it before.

"Who is 'we'?" I ask dreamily, high on the pleasure radiating from my hole as my dad gyrated against my prostate. I wanted him to fuck me senseless, but I could tell he was going to take his time, teasing out all the pleasure he could from me. I realised that I wasn't the first man my dad has fucked, and began to wonder who else he slept with. Was that the "we" he's talking about?

"I'll explain afterwards." He pulled himself back until only the head remained inside, then slammed back down to the hilt with a grunt. I felt him suddenly fill me and brush against that wall inside me, and I let a sound that was part-cry, part-grunt, and part-moan, but all pleasure.

"Just focus on us." He finishes, focusing the phone at the sight of his cock completely inside of me.

Us. We're 'us', now. What does that mean? I took his advice, and shelved the questions for later, deciding to enjoy the fucking my father was ...

... going to deliver to me.

I dip my finger in the puddle of precum my now-limp cock had been leaking, and lick it. The more I tasted precum, the more I enjoyed it. I just wished there was an easy way of collecting it. I realised that now with my Dad fucking me, I'd be able to collect as much precum as I want directly from the source of another. I wouldn't need to worry about eating mine. But still, there was something uniquely dirty about eating your own.

He pulls out, and thrusts again. Again, I grunt in pleasure as he bottoms out inside me, each inch that moves radiating pleasure. My hole at this point was almost loose around his cock, taking his sizable member with ease from the practice with my dildos, plus it helped that I was so turned on and relaxed. Dad pounded my hole steadily, sending waves of ecstasy riding through my body, making me squirm on my bed. I whimpered at each thrust, feeling my guts being plunged by my father's cock, just like he digs out my mother's cunt when I hear her trying to keep quiet at night, and end up jerking off listening to my parents fucking.

I reach up, and pull his head down towards me, my mouth seeking his. Our lips meet, and our tongue's part them, seeking out each other in the throes of forbidden passion. We make out, exchanging our fluids readily. I came from this man, what do I have to fear? I've already swallowed his cum, what's some spit?

Dad fucked me for what felt like forever, and eventually, with a great, heaving yell, ...