Watching my father's penis, I was flabbergasted. I honestly did know how erect and straight they could be. From what I always saw in anatomy lessons, they hung kind of like a little faucet. My Dad had a thick powerful stick. It excited me with absolute and intense wonder.
Somehow he must have known what I was thinking. He explained to me how a man's penis works and what it does when aroused and ready to wield pleasure and present life seed. I was in awe. This is magical. Without even a request or direction I eagerly reached out and touched the glistening tip. He explained this was the beginning nectar called pre-cum and it was the male's body of welcoming me just like mine had welcomed his attentions. I put my finger in it and then automatically and instinctively put it to my lips. He smiled broadly as I did so, and as I licked my own finger.
"Wow, your taste is amazing as well, Daddy." As I said that I noticed some more drops oozing out. Worried that it would be wasted, and feeling great concern that it should not be, I quickly leaned forward and lapped it up.
He gasped in response and I was worried I had done something out of line. He reassured me everything couldn't be any more perfect, and it's like the Life Parents had already instructed my nature. He said he just reacted that way because it felt so good and he was not expecting that he would not need to show me. He said he would almost believe I had been ordained as a Goddess. I simply replied that it just looked so delicious and I had a hunger to taste my daddy's seed.
Daddy did tell me that if a man is stroked with a hand or a mouth, it can make him orgasm as well, and also will result in producing additional nectar. No sooner had he explained this that I had it in my mind to make this happen.
"What should I do first, Daddy?"
He quietly took my hand and placed it on his penis. He started to show me how to grip it so I could slide my hand up and down, but it's like some inner knowledge I didn't know I had took over. As I sat on the edge of the bed, I cupped his balls in one hand, gently massaging them, while I gripped and stroked his rod with my other. I remembered how he worshiped my portal and I yearned to worship his portal key that contained the seeds of life. While gripping his cock, I kissed then licked his balls, tracing them with my tongue. Soon I delicately suckled them, and fit as much as I could in my mouth, rubbing them softly with my tongue. Daddy stood there and groaned deeply with immense pleasure. I loved these seed compartments as I knew this is where I had come from when he made the implantation to Mommy's womb.
As I continued my worship he had his hand wrapped in my hair tightly, and I continued my oral adoration of what made him a man. I then used my tongue to trace the length of his manhood starting from the balls and working my way to the tip from the underside.
"Oh, yes, baby," he groaned as he grabbed his handful of my hair even tighter. "You seem to know naturally all the places where the best sensations are."
