Waiting for Dad
I remember the time my dad and I got drunk at my sisters wedding, we were both so drunk that obe of the new in-laws had to give us a ride to our.motes, because it was late and we could not find Dads key, he bYwadxs going to have to bunk with me in my small double bed. My father and I could both pass as brothers, we are both six feet tall, two hundred twenty pounds of solid hairy muscle. Dad started taking me to the gym when I was twelve years old and by the time that I was a senior and playing ball and going out for track, I had become a big stocky guy. I was blessed with the mi, not the brains, but at least also the braun. When I became a senior in H.S. I gad the girlfriend, but was not happy, I knew there wasomething missing, I was not into the girls like all the other guys were, and the only time I could get hard was when my babe was all decked out in garters, nylons, a teddy and pantys. It seemed that once I felt these silky garments I would get a instant hardon. It did not.take me long to figure out it was the girlie clothes that made me hard. Soon I was stealing panties and other garments from my girl friend and her friends. I would even drive to the nearest town to get myself these items nylons, high heels, skirts, blouses and silky bras and panties to go with it. I even found some of my dead mothers undergarments still in my parents dresser. I took what I could and kept all the items in a duffle bag at the back of my closet. when I nj able to get away to my room or sc**** the moneyto get a motel room, I would hide away from the world and wear my sexy slut clothes in excited odick hardening pleasure. When ever I would put these things on I would feel so sensual, it was like something changed inside of me, I felt like electrical wiring went from my cock to all of these garments. I love my cheer leading outfit with the short skirt, nylons and short thong underneath. Then my pink bra, with the high school lettering on the shirt. And since I worked out my.pecs really hard and blessed with a big chest, it actually looked like I was supporting some average sized tits in the boob holders. But the two things that I loved the most was myo big bubble butt, which actually occasional whistle fom the guys on my dads construction company and a few pinches from my pxoaches abd felliw athletes on the team. I kept up with my girlfriend, we would go out at least once a month and besides it was a good source to steal their lingerie and stockings. The only the thing that I did not get into was talking like a girl or wearing make up and a wig. For one tjing I was vert comfortable with my masculinity, loved my cock, thought it was very hot when I would find examples, wether on t.v., film or media when they would gave a guy dressed as a girl and he would retain his masculine voice, walk and hairy body. So after getting everything on I would turn on a good porn and start stroking my fat cock to get the pent up anxiety and sexual lust tjat I had for my gurl outfits and start stroking my dick to pictures in my head of what....hit tje brakes. What the hell, why was it that everytime I would put on these girlie items I would start to see images of naked men, and everytime my mind would take me to places where marlboro men would slide their hands up my skirt, feel my hard cock under the.panties, a mans hand inching its way up to my man pussy, another hand stroking my xoxk. And in my minda eye, I would see myself doing things to these other men too. Sucking big cocks,.the thought of swalliwing another guys cum, or laying on my back and opening
my legs so another man could fuck my pussy all ways got me excited. But rhe one thing that would take me to the edge was when I would take my dildo and shove it inside my hairy ass and wpuld start to imagine a big muscular guy having his way with me. But the one thing that was always puzzling was I could never make out a face on any of these guys. My imaginairy boyfriends would fuck me, suck me, and sexually use me as tp
he slut that I became whenbi dressed up in womans cloths.. I was hiding it everychance I got. another thing that really got me hard was seeing my dad naked. Dad was a hairy man, muscular with as little bit of a gut. I used to watch him everychance I got. My mom worked late and I would talk to hin when he came home from work. He would take off his tight fitting buisness pants, made of polyestor, it was back in the seventies.his work pants fit him really tight aroubd the crotch, he would take those off to reveal his big bulge. He would take those off, go about doing something in the bedroom and put on a clean pair, most of them had holes in them. After wards he grab a beer sit on the coach with his legs spread wide. I used to love to try to get a look at his big cock and balls. One time I was so horned up that I went into my room, put on some nylons and panties, took a pair of his used briefs staryed to sniff them while fucking my bed, all of a sudden I heard heavy breathing, I quickly turned around to find my old man standing there with his briefs done around his ankles stroking a hard one. He loudly told me to turn around.and keep going. I did just that. As I fucked the bed with my panties and nylons around my ankles, I was getting close wgeb all of a sudden I felt.a fingertouch my boi pussy. That sent me over the edge. Before he left the room he said that he never wanted to talk about it. A lot of time passed, obe timw wgen mon was out of town, late at night I came home buzzed out of my mind, I got my duffle bag out, put on my farter belt, thong, nylobs pink bra and mini skirt. I must of passed out because the next thing I awaken too is the light is out, a wash cloth is cleaning my ass, then I all of a sudden my legs are thrown back a wet tongue and beard is going at my b PO I hole. Then a finger is put under my nose, I recognize that smell, its my old man. Hes eating my hole out good and eet.i moan and push the back of his head hard against my hole, the whole time he drunk and calling me his boy slut. We get into a sixty nine and I start sucking on my macho dads cock. I swallow the pre cum as it goes down my throat. I feel up his hairy arms and legs, but damn, its too late, he shoots his load down my throat. He gets up, gives me a deep kiss and leaves the room
So years later after getting back to the motel room, my dad passed out in bed, I helped him take off his shirt touching his hairy chest instantly got me hard, I left him in his pants, I dimmed the ligjt went into the bathroom and changed into a black garter, hose, red panties, and a black teddy, the silky feel of the lingerie got me instantly hard. My bubble ass was nice and smooth. I went to wear my father laid out on the bed.i started to feel his cock through pants. The feel of his hardening cock, got my boy pussy instantly moist. My daddies big thick c PO ck was straining for
my legs so another man could fuck my pussy all ways got me excited. But rhe one thing that would take me to the edge was when I would take my dildo and shove it inside my hairy ass and wpuld start to imagine a big muscular guy having his way with me. But the one thing that was always puzzling was I could never make out a face on any of these guys. My imaginairy boyfriends would fuck me, suck me, and sexually use me as tp
he slut that I became whenbi dressed up in womans cloths.. I was hiding it everychance I got. another thing that really got me hard was seeing my dad naked. Dad was a hairy man, muscular with as little bit of a gut. I used to watch him everychance I got. My mom worked late and I would talk to hin when he came home from work. He would take off his tight fitting buisness pants, made of polyestor, it was back in the seventies.his work pants fit him really tight aroubd the crotch, he would take those off to reveal his big bulge. He would take those off, go about doing something in the bedroom and put on a clean pair, most of them had holes in them. After wards he grab a beer sit on the coach with his legs spread wide. I used to love to try to get a look at his big cock and balls. One time I was so horned up that I went into my room, put on some nylons and panties, took a pair of his used briefs staryed to sniff them while fucking my bed, all of a sudden I heard heavy breathing, I quickly turned around to find my old man standing there with his briefs done around his ankles stroking a hard one. He loudly told me to turn around.and keep going. I did just that. As I fucked the bed with my panties and nylons around my ankles, I was getting close wgeb all of a sudden I felt.a fingertouch my boi pussy. That sent me over the edge. Before he left the room he said that he never wanted to talk about it. A lot of time passed, obe timw wgen mon was out of town, late at night I came home buzzed out of my mind, I got my duffle bag out, put on my farter belt, thong, nylobs pink bra and mini skirt. I must of passed out because the next thing I awaken too is the light is out, a wash cloth is cleaning my ass, then I all of a sudden my legs are thrown back a wet tongue and beard is going at my b PO I hole. Then a finger is put under my nose, I recognize that smell, its my old man. Hes eating my hole out good and eet.i moan and push the back of his head hard against my hole, the whole time he drunk and calling me his boy slut. We get into a sixty nine and I start sucking on my macho dads cock. I swallow the pre cum as it goes down my throat. I feel up his hairy arms and legs, but damn, its too late, he shoots his load down my throat. He gets up, gives me a deep kiss and leaves the room
So years later after getting back to the motel room, my dad passed out in bed, I helped him take off his shirt touching his hairy chest instantly got me hard, I left him in his pants, I dimmed the ligjt went into the bathroom and changed into a black garter, hose, red panties, and a black teddy, the silky feel of the lingerie got me instantly hard. My bubble ass was nice and smooth. I went to wear my father laid out on the bed.i started to feel his cock through pants. The feel of his hardening cock, got my boy pussy instantly moist. My daddies big thick c PO ck was straining for
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