In Which He Becomes Daddy's Bitch
Where do I start?
My name is Kevin Rudd and I'm a 38 year old, lawyer. I'm tall, dark, and handsome, at least that's what I hear. I'm 6'4, 290 pounds, but mostly muscle; I work out constantly. Yes, I am bisexual and I love every minute of it. I have a 13 inch dick, that is 4 inches thick. I have been married to my wife, Angela Rudd, 36, for 21 years. Yes we were married at the ages of 15 and 17. Long story short I knocked her up, parents made us get married, and here we are. It had not always been roses and sunshine for us, but we managed. My wife Angela is beautiful. There's never a day that goes by that I don't tell her that. Angela is 5'7, weighs 210 pounds, yes my wife is a little on the "thick" side, but I love her no less. She has soft, caramel skin, curly brown hair that stops just at the tip of her shoulders, and her "hour glass" figure always makes me hard. Her big 48-D breast, which I love to suck and bite on. Her 36 inch waist, which I love to hold as I'm pounding into her right, wet, pussy. Her 48 inch ass, that I love to spank and grab while she rides my dick or I fuck her doggy style. Angela is a housewife because I refused to let her work. She needed to be home and always ready to handle my needs.
We have two kids together, Kevin Rudd Jr, 21, and Danielle Rudd, 18. Kevin Rudd Jr., or as we all call him KJ, is 6'1, 240 pounds, has an 9 inch dick, that is 3 inches thick. He is also bisexual. He is in college, following in my footsteps. He wants to be a lawyer just like his old man. Then, there is Danielle Rudd, Who is the exact replica of her mother. She is a senior in high school and will be graduating soon.
Now that that is over let's get to the real story. First and foremost, I am the man of the house. Anything I say goes. If you are to disobey me then there will be consequences. It only took me a few months, after we had started dating of course, to break my wife in and now she knows her place, always has, always will. As for our two kids as well. I have been fucking my daughter and son because I just couldn't seem to "keep it in my pants" as my wife, Angela, would say. I'll be honest here, yes I cheated on her, twice, in the past, but I straightened my act up, especially knowing I wanted to be a lawyer. I didn't need anything from my past coming to bite me in the ass. As the years went by, I started looking at my son differently. I found myself getting hard just by looking at him. Or I would think of him during sex. Yes my wife knows, but what could she say. My desire started to run wild, thinking about my son. I would purposely watch him shower, or walk into his room, knowing he was naked or masturbating. There were even times where I would walk around the house naked, shower with the door open, leaving the bedroom door open so he could "catch" me in the act. He didn't know, but I did, that he enjoyed watching me do those things. I have even heard him man my name a couple of times while he masturbate.
Let me tell you how it all began.
One day my wife and daughter had went to visit my wife's parents, since she hasn't seen them in a while. KJ couldn't go due to football practice and I had a heavy case load. I was stressed, tired, and needed some type of release. When I got home that day from work the house was empty. I walked into the kitchen, laying my briefcase on the kitchen counter. My dick felt like it wanted to pop out of my slacks how hard I was. I never really cared about where I masturbate in the house. I unbuttoned my slacks and pulled down the zipper. I sighed once I released my hard dick from its confinements. I was hard as a rock. A thick string of pre-cum leaked out the tip. I used it to stroke myself. I had both hands wrapped around my dick thinking about my son on his needs in front of me. I tossed my head back groaning at how good it felt. I was so into my fantasy I didn't hear the front door open.
"Uh Dad..." KJ squealed. My eyes shit open to see my son, standing there watching my hands stroke up and down my dick.
"What?" I all but grunted.
My 18 year old son, KJ stood in silence more than a little surprised. He looked from my dick back to my face and blushed. He tried to say something, but no words formed out of his mouth.
It was just one of those things that even if you should be disgusted you can't help, but watch with some fascination. KJ had to admit his father was handsome. He also seemed to possess a HUGE dick, that would intimidate anyone. Even though this was his father, KJ always fantasized about what it would be like to have his dad fuck him.
His dad was dominant, charming, and sexually aggressive with women. KJ knew that because he would always hear his mom's loud screams and moans coming from behind their bedroom door. He would jerk off to hearing them all night long, at times he wished it was him that received the pleasure and not his mom.
KJ felt his cock harden a little in his jeans as he watched his dad stroke his self faster. KJ shifted uncomfortably. He kept telling himself to retreat and run into his room, but his legs nor his feet would move.
He glanced at his father, and found his father looking at him while still stroking his dick. Kevin Senior breathing was heavy and arousal was written all over his face.
"Take off your pants, bitch." It was a command. Just hearing his dad call him a bitch did something to him.
KJ did as his father told, and removed his jeans and boxers. He was fully erect as he tossed them aside and looked at his father. It both pleased and revolted KJ as he saw approval in his Dad's eyes.
"Stroke your dick, slut."
KJ took his throbbing dick in his hand and began to stroke as he watched his own father. Kevin Senior was now watching his very own son stroke his hard dick. It turned him on beyond belief.
"Daddy..." KJ found himself whispering, mostly to himself. Kevin Senior grunted and closed his eyes briefly, because he heard his son moan out to him in ecstasy and it made him even harder.
"I want you." Kevin Senior said simply, once he opened his eyes and looked into his son's eyes.
KJ was speechless at first, which was rare. He sputtered a few times incoherently. "I...um..."
"Come to Daddy, bitch." His father beckoned, with lust laced in his command.
He walked over to his father. He got down on his knees immediately and sat looking up at his father. He watched as his dad looked down at him with half closed eyes. His dad took his dïck and slapped it across his face. KJ couldn't help but moan.
"I knew you would like that." Kevin Senior sneered, down at his son. "Suck daddy's dick." He demanded. KJ knew that if he didn't he would be in big trouble and didn't want to be.
There was no hesitating when KJ wrapped his hand around the base of his dad's dick and wrapped his lips around the thick head. He had never sucked dick before. He had never had the desire to suck a dick before. But this was the man he dreamed about, craved. The man that he wanted to use and abuse him. He was going to have to learn as he went along. He decided to just do what felt good for him when a girl would suck his dick. He sucked his dad's dick into his mouth, but found it uncomfortable to take more than a few inches at first. His jaw also quickly became tired and he had to pull off for a break. He did this several times and eventually found himself able to take more of the throbbing dick each time. He sucked and licked his dad's fat dick.
His dad's precum leaked onto his tongue. It tasted good, and KJ found himself wondering what it would be like to swallow his father's cum. Somehow sucking his very own father's dick felt right. He knew logically it was wrong and extremely taboo, but it didn't feel that way. Hearing his father pant and grunt was encouraging and made him feel good. As he started to take his dad's dick deeper into his mouth he was delighted when he felt his dad's hands on his head and in his hair. His own father guided his mouth up and down on his dick. KJ loved that his dad was using his mouth for his own sick pleasure.
He pulled back to give his jaw another brief reprieve, but before KJ could lower his mouth back onto his father's dick, Kevin Senior caught his face and brought him up on his knees. Kevin Senior leaned forward and pressed his lips to his son's lips in a sweet passionate kiss. KJ didn't question it and simply kissed his father back. The kiss quickly became deep and lust ripped through KJ. There was confusion too, but so much lust that he found himself falling into a sexual trance. He couldn't get enough and wanted more. Dark cravings crowded out every other rational thought. KJ felt as if his entire body was on fire. If he could form a coherent thought, KJ would have realized he had become exactly what he called the many female partners he has had. KJ was a bitch in heat and didn't just want his father, but needed him and had to have him. It was all he ever wanted and it was finally happening.
Finally panting hard his father pulled back so they could both catch their breath. Breathlessly he said to his son, "I want you."
"Dad..." KJ's voice sounded soft and breathless as well. His father smacked his ass.
"Call me Daddy, bitch." KJ shivered hearing his dad call him a bitch.
KJ looked at his father and nodded. "Daddy, take me." The words tumbled easily from his mouth.
Kevin Senior kissed his son again rough and hard. When they pulled away the two men moved hand in hand up the stairs and down the hall to the master bedroom. As soon as they were in the room, Kevin Senior closed the door behind him - out of habit. Together they embraced against the closed bedroom door. Their hands were everywhere and their mouths were once again locked into a deep, passionate kiss. They both grunted with their need for one another. Stumbling they both worked at pulling the rest of KJ's clothing off, as they made their way in the darkened room to the bed.
