"Yes Dad,"
"Knicker malfunction, your fanny is hanging out."
"Ta." Oh God, that I didn't need but I wasn't going to make a big thing out of it. I simply put a finger in each side of my leg holes and ran them down and around my inner thigh, resetting the errant gusset. Dad had seen my fanny lips, oh well, every woman has them. I looked across at him again, if anything his bulge was even bigger.
"Sorry about that," I said pointing to his crotch before turning and picking up a skirt. I stepped into it and did it up. It was a bight tight, and a bit short. I would have worn it a few years ago, but not now. Into the R pile it went after I had undone it and slipped it down my legs, bending over to pick it up.
"Jeez," Dad gasped.
"You alright Dad?" I asked turning to him.
"Sorry love, I couldn't help that, it's just that when you bend over, well, look, sorry, but that is a hell of a view with your knickers tightly stretched over you, sorry, but there it is. Sorry."
I turned and faced Dad and made a decision. My bed was covered in clothes. Not in here.
"Come on Dad," I said grabbing his hand and pulling him into his bedroom. I knelt in front of him and slowly I undid his belt, and then the button at the top of his trousers. I slowly lowered his zip and pulled his trousers and underpants down his legs to puddle at his ankles.
"Lift," I said holding his right ankle, he lifted that leg, I pulled his foot out of the trousers and underpants then repeated with the left. He was stood half naked in front of me. I leant forward and wrapped my mouth around his dick and sucked.
"Oh fuck Julia," Dad gasped as I used a hand to pull his foreskin back and run my tongue around his glans. I let his dick fall from my mouth and stood back up. I undid the buttons on his shirt and eased it off him, he was now naked, that just left me.
I put my hands behind my back and undid my bra, leant forward and let it fall.
"Let me," Dad said his hands at the waist band of my knickers, pushing them down to my knees and then using his foot to push them the rest of the way.
There was no going back now. I pushed Dad towards the bed, and as he sat back on it, I knelt beside him before laying back. It was up to him now, I had effectively given him permission, but he had to make the next move.
He rolled to his knees and straddled me, then moved between my legs, I had thought he was simply going to stick his dick in and fuck me, but it seemed not. He bent down and blew along my crease, a tickle of pleasures and my legs parted even more, my fanny crease opening, revealing my inners. Dad ran a finger slowly down, my labia curling around his finger as it moved, pleasures coursing with his touch.
He shuffled back a little and bent further forward, replacing his finger with his tongue, I nearly exploded, my God, I mean I have received oral, but this was just something else, Dad wasn't using it to simply get me ready, Dad was intent on giving me pleasure, and pleasures he was giving me in abundance. My buttocks clenched, almost sucking the quilt cover into my arse.
A finger, no two, circled my entrance as his tongue pressed my hard little nubbin, circling, pressing in lightly, yet not penetrating, simply circling, and then going on, beyond, along my little crease beneath my fanny, and then pressing at my sphincter, again, not penetrating just pressing. It was so hot, so dirty I almost orgasmed on the spot, instead I gasped a mighty gasp and my back arched.
Teeth nibbled at my clitoris which seemed to grow, his chin pressing at my opening, his fingers moving back along my crease, back to my entrance. His chin lifted and his fingers again circled, this time penetrating my entrance and through to my opening, his tongue replacing his teeth on my clit. The pleasures were running wild, I hadn't known such a concentration of pleasure tremors before, yes, I had experienced each, pleasures from my clitty, pleasures from my fanny and pleasures from my arse, but never in the same movements. I could hardly breathe. My lungs were full, yet I couldn't breathe out, my breath seemed stuck, broken.
I felt his fingers slide deeper, knuckles passed my entrance, my G-spot hummed as a fingernail grazed across it, my body seemed to gulp in more air and my heels were digging into the mattress, my fingers scrabbling at the mattress, only grabbing at the quilt, no purchase, just filling between my fingers.
Dad opened his fingers inside me, my fanny stretching wide apart deep inside, still tightly gripping his fingers at my entrance. He wiggled his fingers, I gasped. He crooked his fingers, I gasped. He sucked my clitoris with his mouth, I gasped. My breathe was stuttering I was incoherent, I could not say anything.
Dad eased away, his fingers slid from me, my fanny felt cool and empty, my groin felt cold and abandoned, I was laying gasping looking up into my Dad's eyes. He moved up the bed and I felt his dick as it nudged my valley. Now, it was going to happen now, I was beyond being able to control the situation, my fanny was pulsing, my arse was twitching, I needed his dick inside me, he wasn't rushing.
He reached down and I felt him move his dick up and down my valley and then it settled at my entrance. He looked at me, his eyes fixing mine in his stare and his dick slowly pushed past my entrance and through my opening, my fanny opening before him. He paused, his dick twitched, pleasures ran riot in my groin, and he pushed in a little more.
I could feel his foreskin lag behind as his dick was surrounded, my fanny squeezing and gripping it. He pushed a little further, I felt a pulse ticking inside me, I felt his dick become pronounced as his foreskin bunched up behind his rim. He pushed further, how much deeper could he go, he was going so slowly I could hardly tell where he was, how deep he was.
He pushed further, I could feel his rim as it squeegeed my inside, scraping along, pushing towards my depth. He pushed further, I felt his balls rub against my thigh, my mouth still open, unable to speak, only to stare, not even to blink. He pushed further and he nudged my depth. He pushed again and he was pressed hard against my depth, my fanny now full of Dad's dick, his balls resting in my lower groin. I was possessed.
Dad smiled and then blew me a kiss as he began to slowly withdraw, I felt his dick become less pronounced to my feel as his foreskin began to roll over his rim, but his dick still as hard as iron as it slid inside me, this time withdrawing, my fanny still open and gaping where he had receded. He stopped at my entrance, and my fanny was crying out for its return, it was a void between my legs, it needed filling.
"Oof" I cried out as Dad slammed his dick into me, pressing hard at my end, no pulse felt, no foreskin felt, just the pressure of his dick as it filled my fanny and his balls bounced off my perineum.
Dad eased back, again stopping at my entrance, and then "oof," slamming back in, I gasped as he thrust, my fanny filled and then emptied, I had never experienced shagging like this, usually boys just can't wait to get their dick inside you and pump away as quick as they can. Not Dad, no, he was methodical, rhythmical, measured, his shagging at a steady tempo, his dick pressing hard against my depth and then waiting at my entrance, his pubis slapping against my mons as he drove in, my gasp as he reached my death joining the sexual sounds in the room.
He began to go faster, harder, my pleasures ringing around my body, my mouth gasping as he plumbed my depth, my fingers digging deep into his shoulders, my heels pressing on his buttocks. I realised his dick was making a slurp sound as it moved within me, God, was I that wet?
I was about to die, I could not breathe, my gulps dried up, my pressures had reached heart attack level, pleasures were coursing through my body, rivers of delight falling in torrents, my electrics ready to power a small city and Dad grunted and thrust harder than before and held deep inside me. I felt his dick spurt, I felt his sperms flood my womb and then I felt everything at once as my orgasm erupted, exploding though me and I screamed louder than I have ever screamed, my body bucked and every muscle spasmed as I planked on the bed before every simultaneously relaxed and I fell back to the mattress unable to speak or move.
Dad's dick slipped from my fanny and he rolled and lay besides me, my fanny dribbling Dad's spunk onto my parents bed. Neither of us spoke, I couldn't, Dad didn't.
"Hello," Mum's voice called from downstairs.
