Auto Fellating Dad by G. Snave

A literotic sexstories: Auto Fellating Dad by G. Snave

The tension in my belly is a hungry gnawing feeling as I change, yanking off my work clothes quickly, searching for the sweat pants I know are buried somewhere in the closet. The workday today seemed to last forever, the dull twitching and pulsing in my half-thickened cock driving me insane, constantly, maddeningly urging me to rub it through my pants -I couldn’t think about anything else all day.

I kept fantasizing about being able to take it out right there, stroke it to a full, raging erection, feed it into the warm, full lips of that cute little secretary in the front office…if only I thought she’d really go for it! I find the sweats, pull ’em on, stopping to give my swollen dick a slow, sensuous pull -a drop of clear pre-cum oozes from the purple tip and I scoop it up on my fingertip and lick it off with my tongue.

I’m getting so hot, I feel almost nauseous with the need to cum in an explosive, blasting orgasm. I sit down at the computer desk and power up the system, waiting impatiently for it to boot. It doesn’t take long, but I’m in a hurry. A double -click here and a filename there and there it is.

A hot little GIF somebody sent me over the cybernet last night, of a beautiful young girl about -oh, fifteen or so I’d guess- with a mouthful of big, grownup adult dick, which she’s gorging on deliriously, while lots of thick, gooey sperm gushes from her lips and runs dripping down her chin. An incredibly sexy image in any case, but especially ball-blistering for me.

This hot young lady is the spitting image of my own lovely teenage daughter, Rachel. I sit back in my chair, slumping a bit, reaching into the sweat pants to stroke my straining prick. The eyes, the hair -even the size of her breasts- the resemblance is amazing…and those pretty pink lips stretched wide, engulfing that rigid pink shaft, the swollen, pulsing head hidden inside her bulging cheeks, as it pumps jet after jet of hot jim across her flickering tongue.

The thought of that sweet young tongue lapping and licking makes my cock begin to twitch. Still picturing the girl(my daughter)’s mouth and tongue teasing and sucking, I push my chair back a bit from the desk and, leaning over until my forehead almost touches my knees, I wrap my arms tightly around my thighs, leaving my cock standing erect, held straight upright by the waistband of the exercise pants.

The muscles at the base of my spine stretch and complain as I grip my upper legs in a bear-hug and pull harder. The head of my cock jerks involuntarily as my face comes closer, my hot breath puffing against the sensitive organ. I stick out my tongue, still straining, and the purple head glides across it, my lips closing over the crown. I suck hard and squeeze my legs tighter, easing the first half of the shaft into my mouth. I can only get halfway down, but it’s enough.

I begin to bob my head up and down, feeling the puffy cockhead slide in and out -all the way to the edge of my lips and then back in again. My neck is aching and my lungs are so squashed it’s hard to breathe, but the wet feathery sensation of my tongue on my cockhead is so hot, the sight of my dick actually sliding in and out of my own mouth, covered in my own shimmering saliva, so incredibly exciting, I can’t even consider stopping.

From time to time I close my eyes, imagining the girl(my daughter) is the one giving me this delicious pleasure. The mental image of my beautiful little Rachel swallowing daddy’s big dick, looking up at me lovingly as she drinks my spurting cream turns me on unbelievably. I can’t get past the sensations in my own mouth -of that thick, hard prick plowing back and forth between my lips, the taste of that fleshy pole filling my mouth, oozing slippery cum that coats my lips and tongue and makes them smack stickily alongside the shaft.

The two concepts -of sucking cock -and of being sucked- distract from each other, and I find both so exciting, I can’t focus on either image long enough to cum. There’s a slight clicking noise from somewhere above me and I can’t tell if it’s the vertebrae in my poor spine becoming misaligned, or I’ve bumped my head against the computer keyboard.

Drool runs down my cockshaft, in a cool trickle along my scrotum to tickle my asshole. “Daddy, that’s really fucking COOL!” Quietly, but emphatically. My daughter’s voice. Oh shit. My poor back muscles are so stretched to their limits, I couldn’t react quickly if my life depended on it.

No way to just sit up and pretend this isn’t happening. ‘Hell’, I think, ‘Maybe she’ll like it. You’re about to have the most exciting experience of your life, or the most humiliating.’ I sit up slowly, my aching back gradually readjusting to the more normal position. “Didn’t think you were going to get here till later.” I grin sheepishly, turning my sore neck to look at her.

Oh, shit! “OH SHIT!” The grin vanishes instantly and I feel my face begin to burn. Standing next to her in the doorway is a young man, staring wide-eyed in shock at my sticky face and my shiny, saliva-coated cock. I turn my head away, humiliated, trying to think of a way, ANY way to extricate myself from this awkward scenario. There doesn’t seem to be one. “That’s really COOL, Dad.” Rachel says, sticking her hands in the back pockets of her Daisy Dukes, small hands seeming to cup the smooth cheeks of her ass sensuously. My still half-erect dick twitches.

COOL? “Well…heh…it isn’t exactly something I ever intended to do for an audience.” “I didn’t even think that was possible for humans,” says the young man, beginning to smile, “I tried it once or twice when I was a kid, but I couldn’t even come close.” When he was a kid! This boy can’t be more than seventeen! “Me either,” I volunteer, warming a bit, feeling less embarrassed. “I read about it in Penthouse Forum when I was about your age -some guy wrote in claiming he did it all the time.

It sounded pretty hot to me, so I tried it. Laid down on my back, threw my legs back over my head and lay there wishing, with my stiff dick dangling about six inches above my face.” “So how’d you figure out how to do it?” He asks. I notice he’s still throwing a glance toward my exposed penis once in awhile and oddly enough, it’s kind of making me horny again. “I didn’t so much figure anything out, as I just forced my body to learn the position. At first I noticed that when you’re upside down, you can catch your feet under something like a drawer or headboard ledge and force your body to curl more tightly. That’s how I learned how to get the tip past my lips.

Later, I learned that if you loosen up the back and shoulder muscles enough, you can do it sitting down like this and get even more -sometimes about half the shaft.” I realize that I’m sitting here with my hard dick sticking out of my pants, explaining to a teenage boy how I learned to suck my own cock, and surrealism overwhelms me. I feel like I must be dreaming this. “Wow.” He says, now staring at my prick in open admiration. It quivers as if he had gently touched it. This feels really strange.

I almost want him to. “You mean you’ve been doing this a long time?” Rachel says. She’s been staring at my cock, too, but looks up now to face me eye-to-eye. her mouth is slightly parted and her pink tongue glistens wetly as she stares me down. “Since before you were born, Babe.” “Wow. That’s amazing. Does Mom know?” “Your mother was never interested in anything so unusual.

I tried to turn her on to some different things, but she just didn’t want to know. She thought things like this were perverse and disgusting.” “Perverse, maybe, but NO WAY disgusting!” She steps over to me and kneels between my legs. “Show me again, Daddy, that was really HOT!” I look at her sweet, sexy face only a foot away from mine, her lips inches from my thick, swollen cock and I can’t believe my good fortune. I’d always hoped something like this would happen eventually, but I never really thought it would.

I reach around under my thighs again, pulling my face back down to my crotch, the purple head of my dick popping softly past my lips. I begin to pump my head up and down, the fleshy shaft slipping wetly in and out -the crown of the head all the way out, to pull against my sucking lips, then back, lips sliding all the way down to the middle of my cock.

It’s delicious -and though I can’t see Rachel’s hungry face from this position, I can hear her breathing becoming more and more rapid as she watches. “Mmmmm…let me help,” She says, close by my ear. I raise my head slightly to see her and she gently grasps my slick cock in her hand, taking it from my mouth and engulfing it in her own. “Aaaaah,” I moan, raising to lean against the back of the chair.

The sight of my sexy young daughter sucking my cock is the mostly intensely erotic thing I’ve ever witnessed. From the corner of my eye, I see the boy, still in the doorway, fly unzipped, stroking a rather large, pink dick of his own as he watches us. I’m lost in the dreamlike unreality of the situation, nearly hallucinating from hyper-lust. I motion to the boy. “C’mere.”

He walks over to stand beside us, still pulling and stroking his rigid dick. With Rachel slobbering and gobbling my own throbbing meat, I take his hand and pull it away from his cock. He understands my intent and steps close. I grab his slim hips and impale my face on his erection. “Oh, man.”

He groans, hands going instinctively to the back of my head. I grab his thick shaft at the base with one hand and suck hungrily, pumping his dick into my mouth, tasting another male’s cock for the first time in my life. I can’t believe how delicious it is, how turned on I am. I don’t know which is making me harder- the sweet taste of this boyish cock, or my daughter’s slurping and drooling at my own crotch.

Rachel moves out to the center of the room, pulling me by my stiff dick onto the carpet with her. The boy’s cock pops out of my mouth, spittle slinging in tiny droplets as it bobs in the air. She yanks off her shorts and top, young supple breasts swaying softly as she moves. “Somebody has gotta fuck me NOW.”