I couldn't get my father's cock out of my mind.
In slow motion I pictured my Dad beating his dick with a look of ecstasy on his face, his meat shiny with Heather's pussy juice, wagging in front of my girlfriend's upturned face, his huge balls bouncing up and down. Then, the eruption, cum as thick as syrup arcing out of his cock and landing on Heather's face and running off her chin and onto her heaving tits. Especially hot was the moment when he turned his spewing member to me and hot stream of cum hit my face. Every time I let my imagination run, my pussy was soaking.
Our relationship from the outside was normal. He went to work, I went to work, we had dinner together, rode our bikes at the beach, normal Dad and Daughter-kind of stuff. He even started dating, a woman named Susan. She was a real MILF, with shoulder-length brown hair, brown eyes, a small waist and full hips and breasts. Also, she had a son, Ryan and I had a crush on him immediately. He was younger than me, but he was a cute college boy. I was always a bit boy crazy. Between Ryan and my Dad, Kimmi's little pussy was getting needy. Luckily for me, we wouldn't have to wait long.
I came home from work late one night, and my Dad and Susan (who had moved in with Ryan by this time) had gone to bed. I took my shoes off and started up the stairs and down the hall towards my room. Ryan and I had bedrooms at one end of the hall, and my Dad's was at the other end. As I walked towards my room, I noticed that Ryan was still up, and there was light coming from a crack at the door. I walked towards it, thinking we could watch a movie and as I got closer, I heard the sounds of sex coming from within the room. I stopped in my tracks. My breath got ragged and I started to get turned on, thinking that Ryan was fucking someone in his room.
I peeked through the crack between the door and the doorjam and to my surprise Ryan had a porno on his TV, the sounds soft, but not completely silent. He was naked from the waist down and lubed lubed up his prick and was beating it to the movie. I LOVE watching men masturbate. I think it's so hot.
I quietly snuck into my room, stripped down and put a halter top on (no bra) and some thin shorts that all my boyfriends love because the bottom of my apple asscheeks hung out. My nipples were clearly visible through the halter, and my pussy was wet with the anticipation of what I was about to do next.
I snuck back over to his door and peeked in. He was lazily moving his hand up and down over his greasy prick, his eyes half-closed in fantasy. I swung the door open quickly and said, "Watcha doin', little brother?"
Ryan jumped up and tried to cover himself with his bedspread. I glanced over at the TV and some lucky slut was getting cumshot after cumshot from a group of men.
"Kimmi, I didn't know you were home!" he managed to blurt out.
I stepped inside his door and closed it behind me. "Clearly. No need to stop on my account. I'd love to watch you beat off." I smiled and pinched my nipples. Then I turned around shook my ass, it's fullness jiggling in the shorts. "You like my outfit?"
He took the bedspread off his lap and said, "Fuck yeah!" His hand returned to his hard dick and he started stroking again.
"Easy Tiger. First some ground rules."
"OK.", he said tentatively.
"First off, you're not going to tell a fucking soul about this. If you do, I'm going to tell your friends I caught you in here with another guy." He stopped stroking. "Second, this has to work for both of us, I need to get off too."
He smiled, changed hand positions, and resumed his stroking.
"No problem."
"Ok. Stay on the bed." I pulled down my shorts, and showed my step- brother my pussy. I started rubbing my clit with my index finger. "I want a closer look, scoot to the edge of the bed." His legs were hanging over the side and I sat with my legs spread on the floor in front of him. I was masturbating in front of my soon to be step-brother, I couldn't believe it. He was stroking his glorious cock right in front of me. I was in heaven.
"Faster." I said and he started beating his cock at a medium pace right in above my head. I was rubbing my clit with one hand, and reached under my ass with the other and inserted two fingers into my sopping cunt.
I got up on my knees and said, "Lean back, I want to suck it." One thing you have to know about me: I loved to suck a man's cock. I love putting it in my mouth and feeling it grow in there and harden. I also love the moments before they cum and how big it gets right before they jizz. I consider myself something of an artist at this. My boyfriends say that I give the best head they have ever had. I guess it's easy to be good at something you love.
I took Ryan's impressive member into my mouth and took it all the way down to his balls. God, how I wanted to do this for a while! That got his attention. He gasped, and I grabbed it at the root, squeezing hard, and bobbed up and down. I opened my mouth wide and relaxed my throat so I could do it fast. I heard the porno on the TV behind me. I took his cock out of my mouth and said, "Turn it off, I don't want you to be distracted." He fumbled for the remote and instead of turning it off, the sound jumped up REALLY loud. He immediately turned it off.
"Jesus, are you trying to tell the whole world what we are doing in here?!" I said, slightly annoyed.
"Sorry, it's off now."
I waited for a moment to see if he's woke up my Dad and his Mom. I didn't hear anything.
"See no one heard anything." he grabbed the back of my head and shoved his cock back in my mouth. He started fucking my mouth while he held my head. He was thrusting his rock hard meat into my mouth. I didn't mind. Like I said, I love this. The feeling of being helpless only made it hotter. I started to masturbate again while he fucked my face.
"Oh fuck. I am fucking your mouth, so good..."
I couldn't really say anything, since my mouth was full of cock, so I just moaned around it. My clit was standing almost straight out, and I rubbed it like I was putting out a fire. Which, I guess, I kind of was.
Suddenly out of my peripheral vision, I saw a flash of movement, by the door. Ryan's eyes were closed and his head back, so he hadn't seen it yet.