My Darkest Desires - James Thomas (best novels in english txt) 📗

over once more.

 

He started thrusting again, slowly. It didn't make any difference at all to me that he wore a condom because everything was perfect. It wasn't long before  i felt him slide his arm over his hip, where his hand made its way down between my thighs. He didn't stop at my clit but felt me up all the way down. I lifted my knee and draped it against his hip and adjusted so his hand felt comfortable, and not squeezed.

 

He dipped his fingers in between my lips a few times, which caused my clit to immediately get wet. He then settled on it and started fingering my nub. He was thrusting into my hand, as I was thrusting into his. It was probably fifteen or twenty minutes, when I heard a couple of low groans and could feel his hips growing more active. At the same time he got more active on my clit.

 

I was starting to get bent out of shape, but i stubbornly held on and did my job on his dick. I started rubbing faster as he got faster, and then he jammed his dick hard up through my hand, pulling it back and pushing it through again. I kept jacking all this time as he was pushing his sperm out.

 

Dad never stopped working my clit and with his orgasm, it was only a minute or two before I had a very nice orgasm of my own. I got out a couple of pretty good moans and fucked into his hand as hard as I could. That was one of the best fucking orgasms I've ever had, considering it was my first (and trust me, more was sure to follow).

 

We both got our breath back a little and I felt his hand on mine. We breathed some more and I moved back a little and pulled him over on his back. By his dick of all things. I just tugged it a little. It was a little softer but not by much.

 

He said, "Squeeze with two fingers down near the bottom and pull up. It'll squeeze all the cum out. Do that a few times." I did.

 

He said, "Work it off and hold it upside down and tie a knot in the end.”

 

I finally felt his fleshy dick. The shaft part. I went slow and worked from the bottom of the condom. What fun. I wondered why he said cum instead of sperm or semen. Must be a married thing.

 

He took the condom and did something with it. We lay there with me against him and he let me play with his dick for the longest time. I used my fingertips and was very soft and delicate with it. It was sticky on top, from all his cum. I wish I could have seen it, but it was just too dark. I almost bent over and put my tongue and lips on the soft flesh, but I didn't really know how to do that so I didn't. It wasn't long before he was very hard again.

 

I said, "I'm soaking up a lot of sex. It feels really satisfying. If you're not too tired would you like to spend a few minutes doing something a little different?"

 

"I can try," he said.

 

I turned over on my back. I said, "Let's reverse. You do what I was doing. Have fun."

 

No delay, he turned on his side and put a hand down between my legs. I opened up and lay my knee over on his thigh. He played with my clit and vagina for the longest time. He was actually enjoying himself. He rubbed my inner thighs on both legs and my stomach and through my pubic hair. I was shaven below my patch.

 

He kissed my cheek and lightly kissed my lips. I had my hand nearest him on his dick. I squeezed it a little every time he did something I liked. I spent almost the whole time squeezing it. About half an hour or a little more and I went to bed.

 

It was a sensual breakthrough, and i finally felt like i was getting to where i wanted to be with him. What's more is i think he had a good time. I thought he might go the whole nine yards, well, the whole eight inches, but it would take some time. He was slim and his dick seemed larger than life. I was slim too. We didn't eat all that much, just a little of good stuff.

 

He was quiet the next day until late afternoon. Not that it was unusual, as he was an architect and worked from home. He was always quiet, thinking. He had a big office with lots of equipment. We ate at home and had a good time.

 

If we got this far, there was a lot we could do. Probably everything there is to do except his dick head inside my vagina. That's ok. There was fantastic erotic sex going on in that bed. I skipped going over the next couple of evenings. Give him time to think.

 

***

 

About a week later, he and i were sitting on our patio when i turned to him and, said, "Ok dad. House rules. I am thoroughly enjoying myself. I love the interplay. I'm comfortable with everything. Of all we can do and you can teach me let's set a house rule.

 

"Anything you want to do and anything I want to do, as long as we agree, except no penis in a vagina. We might be able to tease each other until we can't stand it but no penetration past, say, half an inch or an inch. I would think that could be called a tease. What do you think?"

 

Dad put down his book and sat thinking. It must not have been easy for him. He said, "That would be fun wouldn't it? I don't know about the half an inch or an inch. Just playing around, as it's almost impossible not to have the whole head of a penis enveloped inside a vagina. It's unnatural. I don't want to promise something that's against instinct that powerful. I probably wouldn't realize I went that far."

 

"You mean past the bottom ridge," I said. "I can understand how that would cause a certain satisfaction. I think we both can consider that teasing. Not all the way in at all, with you it would be far from it. We can more carefully define it at the time. Until then how about the rest of it?"

 

"Works for me," he said. "Jess, the orgasms I've had lately have been wonderful, almost a dream. I very much appreciate it. Thank you very much and please don't let me cause a problem between us."

 

"Ok dad," I said. "Same here. I love being turned on and you know how to do that very well."

 

***

 

I have a friend at work. We eat lunch together and talk about everything. She lives about five miles away. Sometimes she stops and picks me up for work. She tells me about her dad and I tell her about mine, not everything, but most. Her name is Jennifer. She's the same age as me, 19. Both of us complain about our sex lives.

 

She's known my dad about a year. She calls him by his name, Gene. One day she asked me to go apartment hunting with her. She needed an apartment for several weeks. Her mom and dad were going to enlarge the back of the house and her bedroom would be out of commission. She's spent the night in our spare bedroom a few times when we were going somewhere early. I offered and she thought about it.

 

That evening I explained everything and he said sure, it was fine. Just to be sure I said, "Dad, remember this is Jenni and this is for weeks. She dresses proper in the daytime but at home or in the evening she dresses like, well, she doesn't dress."

 

He said, "You mean Jenni that doesn't wear a bra and wears a thin see-through top and pants that doesn't cover anything. You mean Jenni that likes to sit with one leg hanging over the arm and you can see right up her thighs. You mean Jenni that knows how to show everything from below her breasts down to the tip of Florida. That Jenni. The Jenni that knows how to get every inch of her body against you when she says goodnight."

 

"Yes, that Jenni," I giggled. "She's a virgin like me and she's on the pill like me and she doesn't know a lot about sex like me and she's trying to learn like me. She's so horny she could wet her pants in a sandstorm. Are you sure you want her here for two or three weeks?"

 

"It's ok Jess. We'll get through it."

 

"Well," I said. "If you two play around with each other it's ok with me. It would be a very private thing with her. No one will ever know. It would do you good and I know she would like it. If you don't mind I'd like to watch. She might be more comfortable with me there." Dad smiled and read his book. I know he thought I was crazy but he was thinking about it.

 

***

 

The next evening I was feeling randy and said, "Would you like to be personal this evening?"

 

He looked up from whatever he was doing and said, "Yes, sure, ok. Thanks." Really nice smile. I think he may be randy too.

 

I put on a loose top, one that came down about to my high thighs. No pants. Dad was listening to light music and the lights were about medium low. The sheet was down and he had on briefs and no top. Sexy man alert. I climbed on and settled on the pillow next to him and turned on my side, facing. He turned facing and gave me a really nice kiss. My top was still down below what I called my secret place.

 

I think setting limits was a big thing for dad. Now he had a wide range to work in and wasn't conflicted morally or sexually. He could let go and do some of the things he hasn't done for some time. Hopefully he would teach me some of them. He ran a finger around my nipples, making them poke out my top. I put a hand over on his hip, on the side of his briefs and let my fingers fiddle around.

 

Our toes were entertaining themselves. He put a hand over on my hip and slid it over on my bun and lightly pushed my top down in the crack. I was catching my breath sooner than normal. He was seducing me and I liked it very much. I pulled my hand slowly off his hip and let it slide down on his dick in his briefs and fingered it here and there.

 

He said, "How would you like to give me a very good orgasm, without a condom?"

 

I guess I really was a little randy. My vagina was active all by itself and I was squeezing his fingers in my butt crack. I leaned over and got his nipple in my lips and squeezed and let it pop out. I said, "That sounds like fun. Show me how."

 

He pulled his fingers out of my butt crack and pulled my top up and off. Then he slid his briefs off. He was well up. He was about eight inches. The head was shiny and his foreskin was still up, not all the way to the top. His pee dimple was prominent, a play place for a tongue.

 

I got a hand down around his balls and played there until he pulled me over straddling his legs. My pussy was open and his dick was right there and I sure felt like being shafted. It was a good thing I peed all I could before I came over. He swiveled his hips up and down like he