** At the time of writing, I'm currently 48 years old and divorced for maybe 16 or 17 years. I cant quite remember. This is my attempt to string together some of my past experiences that rightly or wrongly have shaped who I am. I hope you enjoy reading this and please don't judge me. I'd love to receive comments from my readers too so feel free to say what you want. **
In the previous chapters, I briefly explained how I stared sleeping with my Uncle, then my Dad and my two brothers. It went on and I was never sure if the others knew but I suspected they did. No one really said anything. Dad was the most often -- at least once a week but usually 2 or 3 times a week. With Mark, it wasn't that often. He liked blowjobs though and would often get me to blow him. With John it was also about once a week.
I learnt I liked giving blowjobs and I perfected my art with Mark. I learnt how to deepthroat with Mark and I learnt how to read a man's sighs and groans and adjust what I was doing to give him pleasure. With Mark I also learnt that how to tease his balls while I was sucking him and even tease his ass hole. I slipped my finger in a few times too and the response was amazing.
It was also then that I learnt what the prostate was and how massaging it or teasing it while sucking seemed to elicit such a wild response from Mark. He would cum in buckets too if I stimulated his prostate and I'd have a hard time swallowing it all down.
Mark also loved to cum on my face, something that I wasn't particularly fond of but something I knew he liked. Over the years, with different men, what I had learnt and practiced with Mark came into good practice and I was often told I had an amazing mouth.
For me, giving blowjobs gave me an immense feeling of power. I know some men think that women are subservient during the act of giving a blowjob but to me it felt like I had the power. I mean, I was the one sucking you and controlling when you came. I was the one drawing his seed into my mouth and following it. I was the one that was making them glassy eyed and begging for release. So in my mind, it was a very powerful thing.
And as I said, I liked it. I liked the taste, I liked the feel, I liked the smell. The feeling of a hot cock in my mouth, pulsing and tensing when I licked it or sucked it was just amazing. The feeling of the cock head swelling and then spurting warm liquid into my mouth was divine. I just loved giving head.
Surprisingly, none of my boys, yes, I called my Dad and brothers my boys, gave me oral. Sure, they would lick a little to get me more wet but they never spent and time down there. At that point in time it suited me fine as I would much rather be sucking a cock then having my cunt licked. That kind of stayed with me for a long time. I guess some of it had to do with me wanting to feel fresh all the time and I was kind of turned off by how I might smell or taste and that inhibited me.
But anyway, back to another experience.
It was a Saturday afternoon and both my brothers were out somewhere. I was lazing on the couch, switching channels on the TV, not really watching anything in particular. I was wearing an old, thin frock, one of what I called my houseclothes. Nothing that I would ever wear outside the house. It was ratty and used but comfortable. Perfect for lazing at home.
"Whatcha watching?" Dad asked as he stood in the entrance to the lounge.
"Umm...nothing really, just flicking channels."
"Anything interesting?" He asked.
"Nah uh." I replied, shaking my head.
Dad smiled at me and cocked his head toward his room, his indication that he wanted some. "No one is home. And I love how you look in those old clothes of yours."
"Daddy wants to fuck me?" I teased.
He smiled. "How do I resist you. Come."
I got up and followed Dad to his room. I have to admit my pussy was tingling slightly at the thought that Daddy wanted me and was going to fuck me. Once in his room, I pulled my dress off and then peeled off my panties and unhooked my bra. I moved to lie on the bed, naked, as I watched Daddy undress.
Daddy climbed in beside me and stroked my face. "So pretty." He said softly. My hand moved to his chest, rubbing it slightly then down to his cock. There was no real kissing or teasing with Dad. It was straight into bed and almost straight at it.
His cock grew harder in my hand and I rubbed some of the precum over his head. Daddy sighed. I moved in closer to him, nuzzling against his chest. "How do you want me Daddy?" I asked softly, my hands playing with his cock.
Daddy groaned. "Sit on me. I want to watch you."
I clambered up and threw one leg over him. I positioned my pussy over his stiff dick and slowly lowered myself on to his upright cock. His meat slowly parted my lips and slipped into me. I hissed with pleasure at the first entrance and slowly worked my way down till all of his cock was inside of me. I placed my hands on his chest as I planted my ass firmly down and smiled, looking down at him.
"Just sit there. You feel so warm and tight." He said. He pulled me down slightly toward him and raised his head up to take one nipple into his mouth. His tongue swirled and lashed at my nipple as his other hand moved between my legs to find my clit. His thumb started rubbing on my clit as I felt his cock throb hotly in my pussy.
I moaned with pleasure and started to rock my hips against him, pressing harder against his thumb against my clit. His other hand moved to my back and pulled me closer to him as he started to thrust slowly into me. I groaned louder now.
"Oh god. Fuck me Daddy.. fuck me...Unnnnhh." He released me and I started to ride him, plunging my hips and and down on his cock. His thumb kept rubbing on my pussy as I pumped up and down on his cock. I could feel my orgasm starting to build in me and his thumb on my pussy only served to heighten my pleasure. I raised myself on my knees to get more leverage and started pounding my fathers cock deeper into me.
