"Not only that," her father said, putting an arm around her shoulder. "But she sucks me too."
Fanny shook her head. "I'd never have believed it. I saw… I mean. I heard about two good friends of mine who do it, the whole bit, him going down on her and she doing it to him. Then… someone suggested it to me, and I didn't even want to talk about it."
"Oral sex is a great way to go," her father assured her. "Would you like to have a go at it?"
"Me? Now?"
"Sure," her dad said. "If you'd like, I can prove to you how much pleasure a woman gets out of cunnilingus. I'm not bad at it. Or, if you're ready to take the plunge, I wouldn't mind feeding this big cock of mine into that lovely young mouth." Fanny shrugged. She thought about having had her cunt lapped earlier that day by her brothers Ron.
"I think you gave me enough pleasure yesterday," she replied. "Why don't I try my hand, or my head or whatever, at the other thing."
Nelson Jones laughed and rose from his place on the couch. "I think you'll find that you like it, Fanny. Most girls really get a charge out of feeling a prick in their mouths." He unzipped his fly and reached in for his dick. Fanny sat transfixed as her father worked his already hard cock out of his fly. She stared at it as it bobbed before her eyes, the knob end dark pink and swollen hard. She leaned forward as her father stood with his knees pressed to the edge of the sofa, and then she brushed the head of his bone with her lips.
A sudden thrill shot through her body, making her cunt and tits tingle. She suddenly wished she were naked. The flesh at the end of her father's dork was smooth and velvety. She kissed all over the face of the knob, feeling every slight indentation and swelling with her soft lips. She discovered the pee-hole, probed it with the tip of her tongue, then went on kissing all over the hard head. She felt a warm sensation flood her body as she inched her lips over the high ridge at the top of the knob, where it joined the shaft of her father's cock.
That big, thick ridge seemed made for the pleasure of a woman, designed to stretch and rub the insides of her cunt during a fuck. The idea of that thrilled her, and the fact that the cock was her father's made it even better. Here it was, the very prick that had plunged into her mother's cunt-hole, left a flood of thick, creamy semen that eventually knocked up her mother and created Fanny. This was it, her father's cock, and it was even more intimate to her as she kissed it than it had been when he had fucked her the day before.
She slid her lips over the whole large head of the dick, feeling the mushroom-shaped knob fill her mouth like a small plum. She held it there for a time, savoring it, feeling its warmth flood her mouth with pleasure. Her father's bone! The idea made her head whirl. Suddenly, this was the only cock she ever wanted. She decided in a flash that she would never fuck or suck any man besides her father. She loved him, and this was the best way of saying it.
She pushed her head towards his body, her nose moving into the bush of pubic hair. The knob of the cock began to press against the roof of her mouth, and she adjusted the angle so that it went down her throat. The immense tool stuffed her mouth and throat full, and she gasped for breath.
Her father had been right about the pleasure of cocksucking. How could it be otherwise? The feel of a hard-on in her mouth was more exciting than having it stuffed into her cunt, or having Ron fuck her either. This was the way to go – sucking a cock, sucking her father's cock. She was in a frenzy of pleasure, and she hoped he wouldn't come too soon. She didn't want his rod to go soft right away.
She wanted it to stay hard as a rock and deep in her throat forever. She flashed on Linda Lovelace and suddenly the porno queen seemed like the biggest heroine in the world to her. She'd shown the world how to suck cock. If only Fanny had learned about it sooner.
Her father was now thrusting in and out of her mouth and throat, moving his loins in a gentle and rhythmical pattern. Saliva coated his cock, and Fanny let it ride back and forth in a smooth motion. She reached her hands around to his ass, covered by the coarse cloth of his pants. The twin mounds of her father's backside were firm and muscular, and it pleased her to hold them in her palms as he fucked away at her face.
"Do you want me to take it out before I come?" he asked, slowing his motion a little.
"Mm-mm," she said, shaking her head back and forth to indicate no. She wanted to feel the burst of come in her mouth, hitting the back of her throat, running down her gullet. She felt a charge in her cunt at the very idea.
Nelson chuckled his pleasure, placed his hands on her cheeks and resumed his thrusting. He was humping her face pretty good now, ramming his hard bone in and out. She moved her tongue upward to feel the underside of the thing with its bulging veins, and the sensation pleased her. She became aware that his breathing was hoarse, and she knew that he would be coming before long. Already the pre-come fluid had turned the taste of his rod from salty to slightly bitter.
She gripped his ass tighter, felt his hands press more firmly on her face as his pace quickened. His dong was plunging madly into and out of her mouth now, pistoning away at her face. She tightened her lips on it, increasing the friction. Then she got an idea and tried it. She blew lightly, puffing out her lips, hoping it would tighten her whole mouth. It seemed to work, as the friction on her tongue and the insides of her cheeks increased measurably.
Then she felt it – a blast of hot come, hitting the roof of her mouth, scalding her with excitement. Her father was thumping wildly in her mouth now, his cock battering her, making her jaw ache.
Then she felt a second spurt, this one more powerful than the first. Hot semen filled her mouth now, lubricated the path of the rampaging bone. The come was bitter, hot and creamy and bitter, but it was the most delicious thing she had ever tasted.
Again Nelson Jones let loose a blast of come, the third shot the most powerful of all. It made Fanny's mouth puff out, started up the channel to her nose till she gulped hard and swallowed most of the accumulated scum. As her father shot off a couple of times more, smaller loads now, she gulped again and again and managed to get most of the bitter cream down.
Her father kept humping at her face, then slowed his pace and ground to a stop. She could hear his heavy panting, feel the moist sweatiness of his palms on her cheeks. His ass was still now, and she rested her hands on the hard cheeks.
Her mind was racing. She realized that she had come during the blowjob. Her panties felt wet and there was an afterglow in her pussy. Her father had fucked her in the mouth, her own father! She was a cocksucker! She sucked a man's cock!
The ideas and images whirled in her mind. Was this how Linda Lovelace felt the first time? She had been so prudish about oral sex. Maybe she would turn out to be a porno queen too, sucking huge pink cocks on a Technicolor screen. She thought about Ron. He had wanted her to suck his cock, but she hadn't done it. Now she was sorry. She vowed to make up for it. They would be sure to get together, and she would suggest it to him. Also, she had to tell her May Williams about it. How glad May would be that she had graduated to sucking cock.
"Are you all right?" she heard her dad ask.
She nodded yes, moving her head up and down as best she could with the still-firm bone in her yap. She hoped he would leave it in so she could feel it grow limp and small inside her. She got her wish. Nelson just stood there, probably trying to regain his senses. Fanny moved her mouth a bit around the bone. The bitter taste was dissipating, and she could taste the saltiness of his flesh once more. She eased the dick part-way out of her mouth, then shoved it back again, gently frigging the softening member with her lips.
Soon the rod was limp, but it hung as long as it had been when hard. Fanny let it slide out of her mouth and droop don. Then she drew back so she could see it. Her father's pecker hung out of the fly of his pants, wet and glistening, a drop of her saliva hanging to the knob end, then quivering and dropping to the carpet.
She looked up at his face. He had a look of pleasure, of bliss and contentment. "Did I do a good job?" she asked. "It was my first time, you know."
"I'll say you did," he replied, patting her cheeks and then taking his hands away. He reached down and lifted his flaccid cock, stuffed it inside his pants and zipped up the fly. "That was just about the best head I've ever gotten in my life," he added. "Though your mother is pretty darned good at it. Also, there was this Korean girl when I was in the Army…"
"Oh, never mind about her," Fanny said. "I'm better than any old Korean whore."
Her father laughed. "There's still a lot you could learn," he said. "Have you ever heard of a hum job?"
"You take it in your mouth, and instead of blowing the way you did, you hum lightly."
She shook her head in wonder. "Well, I guess there are always things to learn. Maybe we can try that some day."
Her dad chuckled. "For now, the most important thing is to get you off. You're giving off that smell of a bitch in heat."
"Dad!"
"Well, it's true. Or would you like to just let it go at what we've done." There was a knowing twinkle in his eye.
"Whatever you say," she sighed. "What should we get into now? I don't think you're ready to fuck me yet."
"Let me show you some more lovemaking with the mouth. That girl in Seoul taught me a few tricks that a guy can use with his tongue."
Fanny rose from the sofa and disrobed. When she took off her panties she saw that the crotch was dark with moisture. Her father was watching her, still with a twinkle in his eye. She felt her juices collecting once more in her cunt. The idea of being naked in front of her father still thrilled her, even though he'd fucked the hell out of her cunt the day before. As Fanny sat back on the couch and waited for her dad to give some instructions, he stood over her admiringly.
"Put your feet up on the couch," he suggested, "and spread your legs way apart." She did that, placing her hands on her ankles and pulling them far apart. That presented her cunt to full view, wide open and leaking spunky juice.
"Like this?" she asked innocently, knowing what he was about to do. After all, her brother Ron had done just that earlier in the day. She wondered which of them could lap out the insides of a pussy better.
"Beautiful," her father came back admiringly. "Now let me get a cushion." He went over to his easy chair and lifted out the seat cushion, then came back to the sofa and dropped it to the carpeted floor. "This will do just fine," he said, sinking to the cushion on his knees.
Fanny knew what was coming next. He was going to cunt-lap her, just as Frank Williams had done to May. She wondered how her father would react if he knew she had already seen someone suck a girl's cunt.
As Fanny stared down at her father, he lowered his face to her waiting snatch and began kissing and nibbling the pink cunt-lips. His technique was even better than Ron's, and she guessed he was even better than the practiced Frank. Of course, her dad had been eating cunt for years, and that was the same advantage she felt he had in fucking. When a girl does it with her father, she does it with an experienced man.
Fanny leaned back on the couch to enjoy the ministrations of her father. He was running his tongue up and down her cunt-lips, nibbling on the clit, lapping the whole cunt with the broad width of his tongue. Fanny felt she was quickly approaching another orgasm. She let her eyes drop closed, floated in the blackness, her whole body a tingle with pleasure. Suddenly, she felt a cool draft of air as if the front door had opened and then shut. Then she heard a woman's cry of honor.
"Fanny! Nelson!" The words came from across the room.
She opened her eyes, saw her mother standing there and suddenly froze as if paralyzed. Her father jerked his head up from her cunt, and all he could do was stare with his mouth agape. Fanny's mother had returned from her visit next door.
There was a scene, and then Fanny's mother Carol went off to her room. Fanny and her father sat about moping, till Ron came home and asked what the matter was. They told him and he joined them forlornly on the couch. There wasn't much conversation, fill Fanny got an idea.
"Ron," she told her brother. "You have to go upstairs and seduce Mom."