Here I was on my honeymoon with my new husband Mark. The problem was I had sex with my Dad on the night before the wedding. All I could do was think of that moment. Mark and I were in bed and he was on top of me. God help me, I had to pretend I was enjoying the sex. There was Mark pretending he was some porn star doing it on the screen.
I had to moan and move around on the bed like I was getting into it. I wasn't. Mark was actually sort of small in the cock department. My Dad had to be a good eight inches and thick as well. What did I do? I pretended that my Dad was feeding me his thick monster. Oh how I squealed for my new husband. Thankfully he came quickly. I just wished this week together was soon over.
We did get back home and settled into our new married life. I quickly called my Mom and told her I was hoping that she and my Dad would pay us a visit. I don't think that my new husband was all that happy having company so soon, but too bad. My parents did show up a couple of weeks later. I can't tell you how happy I was to see my Dad. When he hugged me I made a special effort to push my tits into his chest.
Nothing happened that day, but the following day Mark wanted to get some beer and a few groceries. I asked my Mom to go along so I could spend some time with my Dad. Mom didn't think a thing about it. She was happy to get to know her new son-in-law. Off they went and I took my Dad immediately into our spare bedroom. We stripped down and my Dad was soon all over me. He had me lie back and he went down on me.
His tongue was lapping up and down my folds and was giving me shivers down my spine. Once we got wound up I mounted him. His hard staff was standing straight up. I got over top of him and I rubbed my pussy all over his cock. That was about all my Dad could take. He placed his hands on my hips and he brought me down onto his rod.
"This is all I could think about all these weeks," my Daddy told me.
We didn't waste a moment's time. As I slid down on his pole, my Dad would bring his ass up and feed me all of his thick monster. I screamed my fool head off. This wasn't pretending like with my husband. I needed fucked by a real man. Dad reached up with his hands and cupped my breasts. God, how he squeezed them! I had dreams of making love to my Dad all these weeks, now it was coming true.