I lay in my dad's arms, still woozy from what just happened -- physically and emotionally. My free right hand reached for his arm, and caressed the knots of muscle that roping from the shoulder to the elbow. It struck me then, that there was something about an older man in peak physical shape that I found desperately attractive. Of course, he owed this fact to his job as a conditioning coach -- but there it was all the same, this frame of capable limbs, narrow waist, and a big, brutish chest.
He seemed sound asleep - on his back, his cock curled on its side against his thigh. My father's cock. I couldn't stop staring at it. Mostly limp, it had the promise of springing to hard life with just a touch, or a lick. That excited me - both the thought of watching it grow straight and hard and the idea that I would be the cause, that I'd have that power.
I admired the balls, too. The outline of each testicle was visible and yet they were contained within this sack of delicate skin covered by peach fuzzy hair. I just wanted to lick it and drive him wild.
I was getting all worked up, to say the least, and the idea of just mounting him and rubbing myself on his cock made me feel all gooey inside. I pushed myself up on all fours and placed one knee on the opposite side of his hip and slowly, my head bent to watch, I lowered myself onto his cock. When contact was made between my pink lips and his fleshy shaft, I lifted up slightly and lowered again, several times, feeling the stickiness that fused the two together with a cling that made me swoon.
Then I lowered myself in earnest and began sliding up and down the shaft. I felt it twitch twice, suddenly, almost like cramped muscle, and then it started to harden, lengthen, and straighten. I gasped quietly when I felt that, and I put one hand on his chest and the other on his tummy, where my fingers pressed into the slightly soft layer of flesh (his body's only real concession to age) that stretched over the hard ridges of abdominal muscles beneath. I loved that part of his body and it was the first time I'd touched it.
Now I was really sliding back and forth on his hard shaft. He began to stir, as I looked down and watched the obscenely big crown of his dick appear from underneath me -- and then disappear, as I stroked the full length of my now very wet lips all up and down the shaft.
"Kellie," I heard my dad whisper.
I meant to look at him and smile and say something sweet, but my body had separated itself from my brain, so I kept just staring at the place where the tip of his cock appeared and disappeared, with my mouth simply whispering, "So good. So good."
I felt his hands caress my face -- his fingers tracing either cheek, combing my hair back from my face, until they'd gripped my head. He lifted my face toward him in this way, curled up in a little crunch, and kissed me. His tongue entered my mouth, and the feeling of it swirling with mine stopped my grinding. His face smelled and tasted like pussy -- mine.
As we kissed his hands slid down to the small of my back, where they moved to caress my hips.
"Your body's so small and tight," he said as we broke our kiss, our foreheads touching, my red hair surrounding his face like a curtain. "I love it. I just want to touch it."
"It's all yours, daddy," I said.
He lifted me off of him and pushed me onto my back, as he got onto his knees. "Your skin is so fair, so soft," he said, as he clutched my right leg by the calf and rubbed his cock on my thigh.
"Yes," I said. I wasn't at my most articulate, that's for sure.
Then he was rubbing his cock on my tummy, enjoying skin that soft yet firm at the same time. I smiled, arched my back, and slid one hand over his thigh. He said something I didn't understand, to which I smiled and said "yes."
He moved his body up closer to my face and he was soon on all fours with his slightly bobbing, twitching cock right near my mouth, his hands on one side of my head, his knees on another. I wasn't sure what to do for a moment, and then he lifted his knees into a kind of push-up position -- a move that tensed his muscles, especially his abdominals and lats, and also brought his cock into contact with my mouth.
