"Jesus, Dad."
"Oh, there's more where that came from, Boy!"
I scrambled up onto the bed where he was still laying back. His beefy body was laid out for me to enjoy. His hairy chest was heaving from the orgasm, and I could smell his musk from the lack of a hot shower.
I moved closer and inhaled deeply just a breath away from his armpit.
"You're a kinky fucker, aren't you Boy?" He said turning and whispering right into my ear. His other hand came up behind my head and pushed me into his pit. The damp hair covered my mouth and nose and I inhaled deeply. My cock throbbed and hurt with how hard it grew. "Smell all of Daddy's fucking stink. You rented this shit bag motel without hot water. So, now you'll clean Daddy with that tongue."
"Fuck!" My muffled moan filled my own ears as I started licking his sweaty pit. He pushed my face ever harder then and I licked everything I could reach.
Then he moved his hand.
A hard swat came down on my backside and I moaned loudly. The sting from his hand felt amazing and my balls tightened when he kept his hand there. He lightly squeezed my cheek in appreciation, but then his hand was gone again.
SMACK!
An even harder swat across my cheek landed, and he held it so the sting would increase. My balls tingled with it and I moaned again into his pit.
Then his hand moved over and I felt the first time my own father ever ran his finger over my pucker.
I inhaled sharply sending more of his delicious scent through my entire body. "Daddy!"
"Good Boy. Daddy's going to use this right here." He said and pushed his finger inside of me just to the first knuckle. It was dry and uncomfortable, but it was my father!
When it didn't move more for him he pulled it out and brought it to my lips.
"Be a good boy and get it wet for Daddy." He said. I pulled back to look into his eyes. He has never looked at me that way before.
Never.
There was something in his eyes that I'd never seen. He brushed my lips with his finger and I took it slowly into my mouth. He pushed deeper and slower. Deeper and slower. Until finally, he had it completely in my mouth and I wrapped my lips securely around it.
I stared at him as my belly tightened in arousal. I swirled my tongue around his finger. His nostrils flared and I saw his cock twitch out of the corner of my eye. "That's one fucking fantastic mouth you've got there, Son. I hope your ass is just as good."
He pulled his finger out and then brought it to my ass again. I felt him push firmly, but not painfully. This wasn't about proving himself anymore. He had already done that with the first orgasm I drank.
When I felt him completely inside of me I put my head on his shoulder. Closing my eyes I felt him begin to work inside of me. I moaned softly as he lightly brushed the deepest places.
But then my head shot back when he hit my G-spot.
"DADDY!" I cried out.
"There it is," he grinned. I pushed back against his hand. "Oh! You want more, Boy?"
"Yes, Daddy. I need more." I begged and inhaled deeply from his armpit one more time. His masculine aroma had nothing on poppers!
"Lay down. If you're going to act like a bitch in heat, then you're going to get fucked like one. On your back, now!" The beast inside of him roared back to life.
I turned over and stared up into his eyes. His powerful chest heaving as he crawled between my legs and settled into position.
He spat in his hand three times and stroked his length. "Spit is the only lube you're getting. Be a good bitch and take it for Daddy."
"Fuck me!" I begged pulling my knees up to my chest and offering him the final barrier he had yet to pass. At least with me.
I felt him smack against my hole with the blunt head and then held it right against my opening. He glanced up to look in my eyes and just for a very brief second my Daddy replaced the beast in his eyes.
It was that one single shot of love on his face that made my last reservations crumble. It was all I needed.
And then he pushed.
Nothing painful. Nothing forced. Just a steady, firm forward thrust from the center of his body into the core of my own. My body stretched as I pushed against him. It only took one thrust before I felt his thick bush against my balls.
"Fucking. Perfect. Fit." His voice was strangled and breathless. My body was on fire beneath him as he stretched me in only the way a father can. Perfectly made for his son's tightest of holes.
"Daddy." I gasped in a hushed whisper. His eyes snapped back open and his hands came down onto my chest. He began to pull out and the rock back inside of me. His cock hit my spot on every movement, and my insides turned to liquid fire as I began to fuck with him. Meeting every thrust as his power and speed increased.
