Chapter 3: Getting the Morning Off to a Good Start

It was just an illusion but morning seemed to arrive earlier than usual with me being the first to wake up. Apparently Kristen and I hadn’t moved the entire night as we were in the same position I last remembered. My mom was laying curled up I a fetal position next to my dad who was flat on his back, snoring loudly. How she could sleep right next to him when he was doing that never ceased to astonish me. I guess when you get to be 42 those things happen to you and my mom had just grown accustomed to it over the years, like people who live next to railroad tracks learn to ignore the trains. By the way, the way he was snoring, that’s a pretty good analogy!

I had no option but to get up to pee. Must have been all the Diet Coke I drank the night before. When I came back, even while I was rubbing the sleep from my eyes I couldn’t help but take a look at my nude father as he laid stretched out in front of me with nothing to cover him. As usual, my mom had hogged all the covers. Naturally he’s not in the same shape as he was twenty years ago, but he still looks pretty good for an old guy!

Needless to say, what caught my eye was his limp dick laying over to the side on top of the thick bush of pubic hair that covered his crotch. So far as I knew, he had never trimmed it and I licked my lips as I recalled how I loved to run my fingers through it and curl it around my fingertips.

Kristen was started to stir but for the moment, I was more interested in my dad. The thought occurred to me that it was now officially Father’s Day and even though a wakeup BJ was a little cliche, I didn’t see what harm it could do. Kristen turned over to see what I was doing, yawning and stretching as she tried to wake up. Her blonde hair was disheveled and her eyes were puffy with sleep but she still looked positively yummy. I put my finger to my lips, signaling her to keep quiet and she grinned as she instantly caught on to my intentions.

I carefully moved to the side of the bed and reached over to grab my dad’s soft dick with my hand. Truth be known, it wasn’t that often I got to touch him when he was this flaccid! Usually by the time I got my hand in his pants he was already ahead of me and getting hard. As much as I LOVE a nice hard dick, there’s just something fascinating about them when they are soft and limp. It’s hard to imagine that they can grow into such wonderful erections! My dad’s seemed so small when it was like this but I knew the promise that it held.

Kristen was up on her elbow now, peering over my sleeping mom to keep an eye on what I was doing. She caught my eye and grinned; for once having the common sense to stay out of what I was doing, at least for the time being. There would be plenty for her later but for now, it was all mine.

I bent over him further until l was able to take his wonderful cock in my mouth. It felt strange to have such a limp dick in my mouth as usually most guys I sucked were getting hard long before I got it between my lips. I pulled on it gently to stretch it out, then let it sink back down again while I sucked on it gently. My heart fluttered as I felt it begin to react to my mouth, the first pulse of his heartbeat as his cock began to fill and harden. At first it was hardly noticeable but after a few minutes there was an unmistakable increase, particularly in the thickness of his dick. At this point I could easily take it all in my mouth, burying my face into the thick growth of smelly pubic hair that surrounded it.

Under the circumstances, it took all my willpower not to really suck on it hard but at the same time I was trying to not wake him. My goal in this type of situation is to see how far I can get him before he wakes up and discovers what I have been doing to him. After all, turnabout is fair play. There have been plenty of mornings when I was sound asleep in my bed and he would slip behind me, trying to fuck me without waking me. Almost every time I would wake before he penetrated me but there have been a few times over the years when he was able to get himself all the way in me, a couple of times even fucking me for a while before I returned to the living. For whatever reason it’s incredibly erotic for me to wake up and discover a guy inside of me. It makes me feel sexy to think about what he might have been doing to me while I’m essentially unconscious and totally at his mercy!

Kristen was starting to get going herself as she watched my dad’s dick harden in my mouth. I took it out for a moment and stroked it with my hand as I watched her starting to play with herself, her eyes fixed on my dad’s ever enlarging dick. My hand slowly rotated on it as I moved it up and down, like his dick was threaded and my hand was a nut being turned around it. It was so warm and I could feel it pulsing in my palm as my fingertips played over the tip of his head. I couldn’t help but feel a little pride inside of me as I knew it must have been killing her to have to watch me play with it and suck it!

With the show for Kristen over, I leaned back over again and took him back in my mouth, losing sight of Kristen with my mom between us. My mom hadn’t moved a muscle since I started on my dad but with he being completely covered I couldn’t really see to tell for sure. However, since I knew she would want to be watching if she knew what I was doing, I figured it was pretty good odds that she was still sound asleep.

As I continued to suck my dad’s dick I felt the bed move and turned my head towards the foot of the bed to see my cousin had gotten up and was trying to get on the bed next to me without making too much of a fuss. I couldn’t help but smile (well, as best as I could with a dick in my mouth) as I had figured it wouldn’t be too long before she couldn’t hold back anymore. Put Kristen within eyeshot of a hard dick and it was a safe bet where she would be soon. The way things turned out, apparently sucking him was NOT what she had in mind as she straddled my dad’s hips, pushing me not so subtlety out of her way.

Despite her aggression, I managed to keep his cock in my mouth and I looked up at her as she settled into place. Her bare pussy was just inches from my face and I could smell the muskiness of my father’s crotch below it. God, she had to be horny as hell to be as wet as she was already! Her small breasts dangled above me and I could see her nipples were pointing out, already hard as pencil erasers. I knew what she wanted, though, and since my dad would probably be waking up any second now, I also knew I had better get on with it if we were to do it while he was still asleep.

Taking my dad’s now rigid cock in my hand once again, I pointed it up towards Kristen’s little cunt. She expertly used her hands to spread herself open as I guided him into her wet little pussy hole. This wasn’t her first time doing this by any means so she knew exactly what to do as she wiggled her hips around just enough to settle him in place and then lowered herself onto him. It is always an incredible sight to see my dad’s cock disappear inside of her and even more so now as he continued to snore away! I couldn’t help but wonder what he was dreaming about. Did he have any idea, at even the subconscious level, of what was being done to him?

Kristen didn’t stop lowering herself down until my dad’s cock was completely buried inside of her. It looked a little odd to see all of his thick pubic hair around her bald pussy, as if she had suddenly sprouted a wealth of black curly crotch hair. As my cousin settled in on top of him, she couldn’t help but moan and I saw the covers over my mother start to stir. Sure enough, they soon were pulled back and the sleepy face of my mom poked out.

“What the hell?” she groaned sleepily, “Dear god, don’t tell me you girls are at it already!”

If there’s one thing I can say about my mom, it’s that she is definitely NOT a morning person, especially when it comes to sex. On the other hand, while I’m not exactly what you would call a morning person when it comes to getting up and going to class or whatever, for some reason as a rule I am always the horniest when I first wake up. Maybe it has something to do with my dreams, I don’t know.

All I DO know is that unless I have to REALLY pee, the first thing I do every morning before getting out of bed it to masturbate. Many times, even if I get fucked first thing in the morning, I STILL masturbate. It may be all in my head but if I don’t, then for the rest of the morning I can’t concentrate or focus on much of anything else other than the “need” between my legs. Once I get myself off I have no problem going back and spending the rest of the morning in bed as I would classify myself much more as a “night person” when it comes to my overall lifestyle.

Actually, this difference between my mom and me works out pretty well for us. When my dad makes a morning visit to my bedroom before he leaves for work, she just sleeps in and enjoys the quiet. Don’t get me wrong, it doesn’t mean she just ignores whatever is happening to her husband, especially when it’s going on right next to her. Like now, she just gets this “I can’t believe this” look on her face.

With all the commotion, my dad would’ve had to be unconscious not to recognize something was going on and sure enough, after a couple of loud snorts, his eyes opened to little slits. He started to move but soon realized that with his niece planted on his cock he wasn’t going anywhere too easily, even if she did weigh less than half he did. I reached up and kissed him on the cheek (give me a break - this isn’t the movies where morning breath doesn’t exist!).

“Happy Father’s Day daddy!” I whispered to him, “Like your present?”

From the look in his eyes I could see he was still mostly out of it. That didn’t deter Kristen, who must have figured since he was awake there was no sense being subtle anymore and so she started to rapidly rise and fall on his stiff dick. Obviously, it got a reaction from him!

“God damn, now THIS is a wakeup call!” he whispered in a voice hoarse from sleep.

We all laughed, even my mom. Then, out of the corner of my eye, I was a bit surprised to see some movement under the covers that looked suspiciously like she was playing with herself. It was pretty unusual to see her masturbate before noon, no matter what was going on around her, so this was one for the record books (or at least my diary). I didn’t say anything to her and pretended not to notice but it made me feel good to know she was getting turned on seeing her niece cousin riding her husband like she was in some sort of rodeo.

Taking a breather, Kristen leaned down and kissed my dad on the other cheek. As she did, her perky boobs grazed the hair covering his chest and I saw her wiggle to run it over her sensitive boobs and nipples. I couldn’t blame her as I enjoyed doing exactly the same thing when I rode my dad. His abundant chest hair was soft and fuzzy, unlike the more stiff pubic hair that covered his crotch. It was like running a feather duster over your boobs! As she leaned forward, his cock drew out of her pussy and I moved behind her to get a better view.

With my front row seat I watching as my dad’s dick slid in and out of her sweet little pussy as she humped her ass up and down while at the same time leaning over him to allow him to suck her boobs. It wasn’t long before it got to me and my hand began to rub my own pussy wishing he was in me instead. Well, for the moment she could have him but I knew it wasn’t going to be long before a finger up my pussy just wasn’t going to be enough. Damn, my pussy was practically wetting the bed as I gazed at his cock which was now coated with my cousin’s pussy juices as it slid in and out of her tight little cunt.

My dad’s hands gripped Kristen’s tight ass cheeks and pulled them apart as he squeezed them. Her asshole was in plain view and I watched him play with it with his fingers as she humped him. Normally, anal sex is NOT a turn-on for me but Kristen’s ass was so incredibly cute and smooth for once I couldn’t take my eyes off of it. Her asshole was pink and tight, without any sign of stain or even darkness in skin tone around it.

Suddenly I had an idea - a positively naughty one at that! Crawling up on the bed between his legs, I licked my fingers and then reached out and pressed my index finger to the entrance of her asshole. Slowly but surely I started to put pressure on it but she was so incredibly tight it wouldn’t go in! Damn, how did she even take a shit with an asshole this tight? Finally I found the right method and my finger slid in up to the first knuckle.

“Oh wow Uncle John!” I heard her groan, obviously thinking my dad was doing it to her. I pushed a little harder, this time getting my finger in until it was up to the next knuckle. She pushed back and my finger finally went in all the way. Good lord, I had my finger up my cousin’s butt!

Despite my trepidations about playing with my cousin’s ass, Kristen seemed to be enjoying it. She stayed bent over and just used her hips to lift up and down on my dad’s cock while my finger just stuck in her asshole like it was a cork.

“Ummmmm, Kelly?” she questioned as she looked back and realized who’s finger was in her, “Oh Kelly, you naughty girl!” she teased me as she turned her head away again. She wiggled her ass a little extra, obviously for my benefit (and hers as it turned out as well).

A few minutes of this was more than enough for me as the whole thing was starting to freak me out. I pulled my finger out and even though it looked clean, I immediately ran to the bathroom to wash my hands - with LOTS of soap and water. Well, I tried but there is just something about the whole anal thing that makes me shiver - and not with delight.

When I came back, Kristen was rocking slowly on him but now sitting upright once again with his hands on her boobs. They were small enough he could cup them in his hands and cover them like a human bra, which would be about as close to any bra those boobs ever saw. Well, enough was enough. He was MY dad. This was Father’s Day, not Uncle’s Day, and thus he should be fucking ME!

“OK cuz, my turn,” I said gently, trying not to be too pushy but the tone in my voice should have been unmistakable.