The day after Vika and I had sex for the first time, we had to go to the university again for couples. Vika flew away earlier, since her classes started at eight in the morning. I woke up from the first rays of sunlight, which gently slid across my face, penetrating through the gap in the curtains. Memories of what I experienced yesterday came flooding back again, I imagined Arkasha's small but so tender penis, his concentrated face, bright flashes of pleasure that captured my whole being yesterday... My whole body tensed, I put my palm on my chest and began to knead and torment my nipples, and with the other hand, caress yourself between your legs. It was already humid there, my fingers were immersed in the gentle warmth, and at that moment my father entered the room.
Dad was completely naked and his condition left absolutely no doubts or ambiguous interpretations. He walked up to the bed, leaned over and kissed me right on the lips. I felt his tongue in my mouth, and my father's massive hand rested on my left breast. Rising up, I accidentally touched his excited organ with my bare knee. Dad began to breathe noisily and fidget, climbing onto the bed. He still didn't take sex with his daughter for granted! His face was red, uncertain, and even had a slightly questioning expression.
I pulled back and let Daddy take his place in my bed. He knelt down and stuck his dick forward. I didn't need to beg, my body itself took the desired position, I rested my hands comfortably and touched his trembling penis with my tongue. Looking directly into my father's eyes, I smiled encouragingly and began to caress the pulsating flesh with my mouth, smacking my lips and moaning. What a pleasure it is when you give such intimate pleasure to a person who walked hand in hand with you to kindergarten, got you ready for school for the first time, and was the closest creature on Earth all your life!
Dad was in a daze, my head movements only intensified the trembling of his penis. Morning blowjob was always different from the rest. Neither I nor my father had fully woken up yet, my mouth was taking the penis deeper and deeper, and I literally felt the warmth between my legs, a little more and I would be twisted in ecstasy. Father slowly came to his senses, began to groan and push his penis into the desired and hospitable mouth, freeing me from the need to move my head. He literally rammed my lips, folded into a ring, filling the entire depth, entering further than I could have let him in, impaling myself. It was very pleasant to feel heavy tremors somewhere in the throat, move your tongue, feeling all the details of daddy's hot dick.
Gradually, my father went into a rage and, pressing on the back of my head, pushed his penis in as far as possible - half the length. I moaned loudly, smacking my lips and grasping the rebellious trunk when it jerked sharply and poured out a viscous tart liquid. I swallowed, but there was too much seed, it flowed down my lips and chin. I probably looked very funny - like a girl stained with ice cream, awkward and sloppy, but so sweet in her spontaneity.
Dad smiled enthusiastically, pulled out his penis with a smack and slapped me on the cheeks with it. I stuck out my open pink tongue, licking my lips, and then my father leaned down and began to kiss my lips and chin, while furiously caressing my bare breasts. He kneaded it and pinched it, and I jerked in ecstasy from his every movement...
As if waking up, I raised my head and looked at my watch. A little more and I'll be late! Reluctantly getting out of bed, I kissed the folder on the lips goodbye and rushed to the bathroom to clean myself up. Finally, I'm standing in front of the mirror, wearing a turquoise top and a yellow miniskirt, just the right outfit for going to university! When leaning forward strongly, under the skirt one could clearly see white lace panties, which could not leave anyone indifferent.
Grabbing my purse and rushing out the door, I managed to jump into the elevator that was already leaving. An elderly married couple in the cabin looked in surprise at the slightly disheveled girl in a revealing outfit. The path from the entrance to the roadway did not take much time. Standing at the bus stop, I caught the excited glances of men with admiration. A light May breeze pleasantly blew under my skirt, and I pretended to be an embarrassed modesty, coquettishly adjusting the intimate details of my clothes. Public transport didn't take long to arrive this time.
The bus hospitably opened its doors. Having paid, I entered, and immediately found myself in a crowd of passengers tightly pressed to each other. Some guys were embarrassed and tried to move away from my protruding ass and high breasts, however, without much success. Almost halfway I was rubbing myself against some guy's crotch, at first feeling discomfort because of his poorly erected penis. But I contrived and jerked so hard that his penis rested comfortably between my buttocks.
Turning around, I watched with pleasure the puzzled and embarrassed face of the boy, who no longer made any attempts to pull away, but silently shook along with the bus on the rough road, sliding his dick along my ass. When he got off at his stop, I saw him off with a sly look and sat down in the vacant seat. But soon we still had to go out.
I arrived at the institute almost late, but still managed to take a place in the audience, next to my sister Vika, who was eager to hear the details of today's blowjob.
- Well, how did you frolic, Marisha?
- Not bad, dad, as always, he takes a little longer in the morning...
- Shall we go to Arkasha today?
