Chapter 1: Mornings With My Dad and More

I woke up in much the same way as I had every morning of my summer vacation, to the sensuously wonderful feeling of my loving father’s hard cock in me. The very first morning after I’d arrived home for summer break he woke me this way and we both loved it so much we made a pact right then and there that we would start every morning this way before he went to work. Although there were a few times when one of us may have been especially tired or not necessarily in that horny of a mood, regardless we stayed true to our commitment. Yet even on those days by the time we finished both of us felt better! So it was that the first thought to enter my groggy mind this morning was that YES, we had really done it! My dad and I had fulfilled our little contract by not missing a single morning the entire summer.

OK, so if you want to be technical, I guess it could be argued he hadn’t actually fucked me EVERY morning as sometimes he just masturbated while he watched me sleeping. When I finally woke up I would find myself covered with his dried cum as if he had left me a note to say he’d been there. At those times I would smile to myself and then lay back to masturbate as I dreamed of him stroking himself looking down at his twenty year-old nude daughter as she peacefully slept.