Chapter 5: The Morning After

When I woke up the next morning something seemed different. Indeed, there was a large arm around me and I felt something poking me in back. When I stirred, the arm tightened and I felt the thing behind me dig into me a little harder and I knew instantly what it was - my dad’s dick! Sometime during the night he must have gotten in bed with me and spooned behind me. As my eyes focused I saw that I was facing the other bed and I could see that Kristen was laying with her mom, both of them nude with the covers thrown off, despite the overworked air- conditioning.

“Good morning baby,” my dad whispered in my ear as his hand started to massage my breasts.

I could feel the roughness of his unshaven face on my shoulder as he kissed my neck and licked behind my ear. He seemed to be unable to lay still behind me as I felt his dick rubbing up against my butt as he moved it up and down with his hips. That was one thing we shared, maybe in the DNA - we both woke up horny as hell in the morning. Usually I tell people I’m a night person as I love to stay up late and sleep in even later. So I guess you could really say I wake up horny more so than I’m a true morning person.

My dad had always been the same way. When I lived at home he use to come into my room every morning and if nothing else, masturbate while looking at me as I slept naked in bed. Usually he would have me suck his dick and sometimes he would fuck me, even if I wasn’t quite awake. Indeed, a few times I’d woken with his dick already in me. I have to admit, I LOVE to wake up that way, the feel of a dick already inside of me as I wondered what he had been doing to me before I woke. At times like this, there was really only one thing for me to say...

“Fuck me daddy,” I whispered hoarsely as the first words out of my mouth barely made it.

“Mmmmmmm, baby, you know I want to,” he whispered back into my ear as I felt him lift my upper leg back and pull me more onto my back against him.

I felt his hand reach down to my pussy and start rubbing me, poking his finger into my hole to wet it and get my pussy ready for him. When he touched my clit I couldn’t help but jerk a little as it always felt so sensitive when I first woke up, as if I’d been dreaming of being fucked but just didn’t remember it. Who knows, maybe I had been!

“I want you in me daddy,” I moaned ever so softly, “Please fuck me now daddy.”

This was how our mornings typically went when we had sex. There was usually not much foreplay, if any at all. We both wanted the same thing so way not get right to it? I certainly didn’t have to ask him, he would have fucked me quickly even if I’d never uttered a word, of that I was confident. Yet I knew he loved to hear me say it, no matter how many times he’d heard it before.

My mom had told me once that he had confided in her that those three words were the most erotic words anyone had ever said to him - “Fuck me daddy”.

Sure enough, I felt him position his hard dick at the entrance to my pussy and I just laid there motionless as he spread me apart and then pressed his head just inside of me. Somehow the thought of Darren and Kyle fucking me, and the way I had to do everything to get it to happen, came to mind. Mmmmmmm, I didn’t have to do anything when my daddy fucked me - he took care of everything!