Chapter 2: Tammy Watches My Dad Fuck Me

Saturday morning I woke up horny - which was nothing unusual for me. As I started to touch myself a thought came to mind. Why do myself when there was someone else available that was sure to be willing to help out? So I threw back the covers and got out of bed. Looking at myself in the mirror, my hair was a disaster! I fluffed it up and let it fall back to my bare shoulders. It wasn’t exactly the best but it would certainly do, at least for what I had in mind. My eyes took in the rest of me. I was naked, just as I normally was getting out of bed, and I made a critical review of my imagine the mirror.

All in all, I was OK with myself. I would never be posing as a model for a fashion magazine but at the same time I didn’t think I looked all that bad either. After years of teenage angst over my lack of boobs, they’d filled in nicely and as far as I was concerned, were just the right size. My hips had filled out a bit since high school but I wasn’t fat either, just a little shapelier as I liked to say. While I was keeping my pussy shaved for the summer, thoughts of growing it out came to mind now and then. Well, maybe this fall when it got colder, and I didn’t have to worry about my pubic hair spilling out of my bikini or shorts, I might let it grow out a bit but for now I was shaved bare as a baby’s bottom.

Instinctively I ran my hand between my smooth legs and cupped my warm pussy. Without thinking much about it I started to rub myself but quickly realized what I was doing and pulled my hand away. I knew from plenty of experience where this was leading if I didn’t nip it in the bud early! Instead I turned, looked back over my shoulder and smiled. If there was one thing I’d always liked about myself it was my ass and it was looking pretty great this morning even if I do say so myself!

Satisfied finally with my appearance, I walked out to the hallway and over to my parents’ bedroom. Their door was open as usual as the only time they shut it was when they were making love and wanted to keep things between themselves. I looked back and saw that Tammy’s bedroom door was still shut. Given it was only 7:00 AM it didn’t surprise me that she was still asleep, although with jet lag I would have thought she would have be awake by now. Looking my parent’s bedroom, they were both sound asleep as well. My dad was usually an early riser so I was a bit surprised to see him in bed this late in the morning. My parents had a king-size bed and they were making full use of it today. Both of them were sort of sprawled out. My mom was tucked under the comforters, staying nice and warm. It may have been July but with the air conditioning cranked up she preferred to keep herself covered whereas my dad was just the opposite. Even in the coldest part of winter he would throw off his covers as he slept.

At the moment, my dad was on his back with his head turned away from the edge of the bed and thus away from the door where I was standing. I didn’t need to see his face to know he was sleeping. My father hated to hear it but he snored pretty loud when he slept on his back; nothing too terrible but it was always enough to know when he was passed out. He was sensitive about it and hated to be teased about his snoring so if he was snoring I knew he wasn’t faking being asleep. His arms were down at his side and his hairy legs were stretched out straight. Without the snoring you might have thought he was laid out for a funeral; although at a funeral he would have had some clothes on! However, what really caught my eye this morning was what was in display between his legs.

More often than not, when I come into my parents’ bedroom in the morning I find my dad’s cock is erect, even though he’s sound asleep. Whatever he dreams about those mornings, it must be something pretty hot judging by the stiffness of his dick! This morning for some reason he was soft and it had flopped over to one side where its was almost buried in the thick pubic hair covering his crotch. For whatever reason my dad is quite proud of the fact that he has never shaved or even trimmed his pubic hair and from the outgrowth that emerged from his crotch, it was easy to believe! Impulsively I licked my lips as I looked at his wonderful cock. Even when it was limp I still enjoy looking at him. Mmmmmmm, it was hard to believe how much a single part of him could cause so many things to happen.

As I stared at his dick, I thought about how there is nothing I enjoy more than the feeling of my father’s dick when it first penetrates me and pushes its way inside of me. Of course I enjoy it physically although in reality it’s just another cock and really doesn’t make me feel any different than any other guy’s dick that has fucked me. What makes sex more than just physically fun is not the size of the cock but rather whose it is and how I feel about the guy who is fucking me. For instance, if you blindfolded me and had my dad put his cock in me and then do the same with a few of my boyfriends, I’d be hard pressed to tell you who was who although technique CAN be quite different between guys. Compare that to when I KNOW it is my dad fucking me. THEN it creates an entirely different feeling inside of me, something different from when anyone else does me. Simply put, an overwhelming flood of pleasure and excitement fills me whenever I know it is my dad inside of me.

There is something about knowing my father loves me so much that he would have sex with me that brings me such an incredible feeling of love and trust that it can be almost more than I can take sometimes. My dad is also a man and I know how much he loves pretty women so knowing he finds me beautiful and sexy enough to want to have sex with is one of the greatest compliments he can give me. The most fulfilling thing he can do to me, though, is to cum inside of me. When I feel his cock swelling and then that bloom of heat emerges inside of me, I know his sperm is entering me and at that very moment we are as close as any man and women can possibly be, let alone a father and daughter. I know that he wouldn’t cum in me if he didn’t love me and when he eventually leaves me I treasure the cum in me, a piece of him left behind as a symbol of his respect for me.

I shook my head to clear it as I caught myself just standing at the door daydreaming about my dad’s dick. He stirred just a bit and I knew I’d better get moving if I was to accomplish my mission before he awoke. Walking tip-toe softly over to their bed, I leaned over him and gently cradled his soft cock in my hand. It seemed so small! I let it down on his dark bed of pubic hair and lightly ran my fingers through his pubic hair and down and around his balls, then back over his flaccid cock. I loved the feeling of the coarse, curly hair against my hand and fingers! Gripping his cock with just a couple of fingers, I positioned it so that it stood up straight into the air, at least as much as it could when it was so limp. I glanced up at him to check that he was still asleep and just then a loud snore emerged and I knew I was cleared to launch.

Generally when I suck a guy, I start with his cock already erect from anticipation. While that’s certainly not a BAD thing, it does take away one of the parts I love ... feeling him grow in my mouth. I’ve always found dicks somewhat amazing, just the way they grow when a man is aroused. Knowing he is doing it because of me makes it even better. FEELING it grow, especially in my mouth, is the best though. Typically the only time I got to start out with a man limp and be treated to the entire erection process was when he was asleep. True, most men don’t stay asleep for long but then that just speeds things up.

Bending over my naked father, I supported myself with one hand while the other continued to grip his soft cock. Licking my lips a few times, I opened my mouth wide and touched the tip of my tongue to the head of his cock, then lightly ran it around the head. Mmmmm, I could smell the odor of his crotch much more now that my head was right over it, a strong mixture of sweat and sex. I wondered how many times my mom and dad had done it last night? Opening my mouth, I let his cock slip inside. As small as he was at the moment he easily fit into my mouth and I sucked on him like a baby on a bottle. Mmmmmmm, he tasted every bit as good as he smelled!

As I started to suck his cock, my dad started to stir but that’s not what caught my attention. Out of the corner of my eye I could have sworn I saw something move in the doorway. Sure enough, peeking around the corner was Tammy! I turned my eyes away so as not to let he know I knew she was watching. Wow, this made it even more special for me. It was fantastic enough just to suck my dad’s cock while he was sleeping but knowing Tammy was watching just made it all the better.