Tag: love

A hot one today as the sun beat down on us.  I had been working on the yard and you in your garden.  By mid day we were sweaty, dirty, and needing a break when you stood up and started to walk over to the lake. “Baby what are you doing?” You just look back and start to take off your clothes.  I rushed after you pushing off my shorts as I quickly gained on you.   Scooping you up in my arms and carrying you into the cool water you wrap your arms and legs around me.  Passionate kisses as we slowly submerge.

ultragoodvoyeur:

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As you slept I slipped on a blindfold and tied your wrists lightly.  You always slept so deeply.  I pulled back the sheets and gently opened your legs, easing my tongue between your folds.  It didn’t take long for your juices to sweeten as I flickered it over your clit.  Then a slow, deep sucking on your swollen bud is when I heard that first moan of the day.   Heavy hitching breaths and whimpers as I devoured you.  Good morning my lover.

It wasn’t my birthday, nor was it fathers day, Christmas, or any real occasion. However you knew how I liked little surprises so you stood in the bedroom waiting for me to come home.  I called out for you and you let me know you needed me upstairs.  Heavy footsteps gave away my distance as I pushed open the door to find you there.  “Oh what a sexy little gift I see”  all it took was a slow pull as I knelt down.  Laying your leg over my shoulder I tasted the evening treat you had ready for me.   I think this was a two sided gift.

She called you so heartbroken with her boyfriend going off to serve his country.  She wanted to show him she was strong and obviously she supported him completely but she was scared and alone.  She called you to come over just so the house did not feel so quiet.  Some wine at dinner, more with a crummy movie as you watched her curled up in a blanket although it was almost 90 degrees outside.  As it gets later she snuggles into you and you do what any best friend would, you comfort her.  She cries and you let her press her face to your shoulder and tell her how strong and brave he is, how fast it would be till he was home.  She gave you that fake smile that you both understood.  You know its late but don’t want to leave her so you offer to stay.  

She thanks you and you both head to bed.  You use to have overnights as kids, even as you got older when you visited home from college.  Now again because she needed you.  You both lay in bed and you held her.   She looked up at you like she had something to say.  Then you saw it, that look that she had the night you were on spring break.  Was it the wine?  The loneliness?  You didn’t care because you love her.  She is yours and you roll over brushing the last remaining tear from her cheek as you give her a kiss.  Soft lips, gentle touches till she tightens her hold on you and rolls you to your back.  She pulls at your clothing as the kisses get hotter, her leg parts your and you know that tonight you would share love again.  Keeping her safe till her man came home to her again.

Weekends away from you are brutal on me.  You really have no clue how deep my love is do you?  I slip in late seeing you asleep on the couch wrapped tight in a blanket.  I knew you did your best to wait up and as I lean down and kiss you I almost laugh as you push me away “not now daddy” I tuck you in on the couch.  Apparently your dreams are better than me getting home to you.  I take a long hot shower and put on my robe, turn down the lights and open a book to help my mind slow down.   This bed is going to be cold tonight but I learned to leave you be when you were sleeping comfortably.  Then the thunder came.   A low rumble that got louder, faster, bare feet on hardwood thunder and you burst into the room, leaping onto me “Daaaaaaaaaddddyyy!” 

incestuous-creampie:

I love feeling daddy’s cock deep inside me as he fills me with his incestuous spunk.

You were always the cutest ballerina as a child but as you grew up I stopped going to your shows.  I honestly was having an issue with all those young girls in leotards prancing around, doing spreads and splits.  I guess I was just a old dirty man but I didn’t want to admit the real reason was you.   Your body started to develop and I found myself even at home being aroused when I saw you, there was no way I could sit there and watch you moving around in a body suit without physically aching.

It became a bit of an argument with your mother and part of our separation.  I think she knew.  We had grown distant and when you were home I couldn’t hear her.  Our sex life was gone and I was avoiding your special events as you became a premier dancer.   I hated myself for it but you never once acted upset by it.   You graduated and other than my visitations we still talked on skype all the time.  You had earned a dance scholarship and an internship at the local studio you had competed with for a dozen years.  

Last night you begged me to come see you teach the young girls.  I grumbled a bit playfully but I missed you now that you were tied up with school and work.  I arrived and you were already in class.  The girl at the desk told me I could see you by sitting in the adjoining dance room and looking through the small glass viewing window.  So I stepped into the empty room and over to the connecting wall.  I peered in to watch you dancing with them.  Oh the kids were so adorable and you looked so beautiful.  You really did.  Can’t believe how you had grown.   I found myself watching you move, stretch, float across the room teaching them the basics in perfect form.  My mind wandered again.

How that pink tight outfit stretched over your breasts, firm, tight body.   You bend and I felt my body respond.  You lifted a leg and I found my hand moving over my swollen crotch.   Fuck I should not of come.   This was still a bad idea and there was clearly something wrong with me.  I started to turn to head out of the empty viewing room when I heard the door open behind me.  I turned to see you running at me with a leap I caught you.  your soft lips on my cheek as you clung around me.   The your smile changed.  You slid down off my body and looked at my aroused state.  “Daddy you still get hard watching me dance?” You hadn’t called me that in years.  I almost choked.  I couldn’t, I didn’t….what to do???

“Hold on” you giggled a bit and walked over to the door watching the other room.  The the lights went off “So lucky that is the last class tonight.  They are gone now.” you turned and walked back to me with that warm look in your eyes.  “Its ok daddy………” “You knew?” “It’s why I still dance.” I reached over and held my face and kissed me.  She started to unbutton my shirt and I stopped her.  “its not….we’re not suppose too..”  She stepped back and pulled her leotard down across her body exposing her stiff nipples.  “I’m and adult now and I love you, I have always wanted to take care of you like mom didn’t.  I knew about it all daddy and now we don’t have to worry about it anymore.” She stepped out of her outfit and returned to undressing me.  She showed me a new way to dance, slow, passionate, bodies pressed, wet and hard together.  My ballerina.

femizuoai:

xxx

We use to take trips to the lake all the time, best friends who spent the summers trying to escape working or sitting at home by running wild around town.  We would flirt, tease each other but neither of us wanted to screw up or friendship.  Well that is what you told me.  I dared you to skinny dip today as usual you blew me off.  You were upset today and nothing I tried would get that smile I loved.  “Ok what the hell is going on with you.” A scrunched up nose as you tell me how your boyfriend was pressuring you for sex but you didn’t want that.   I laugh at you and you slug me in the arm.  “Ok, ok well just give him oral, oral is just as good as sex if you do it right.” 

You just gave me a gag face and slapped me again.  “No way does that work.”  I grinned “Yes it does, I’ll prove it to you.” you didn’t hit me, you didn’t make a joke about it, you just looked at me.  “Lay back” I watched you hesitate but lay back on the blanket.  I tugged your bikini bottoms off and ran my hands along the inside of your legs to open you up.  You held your breath as I leaned down and ran my tongue along your tight folds.  You cried out and “Oh god no…stop, please…wait…dont’…..please don’t stop….” I covered your pussy with my mouth and swirled my tongue into you.  Your hands moved to your breasts as you squeezed them through your top.  I was so hard, you tasted so fucking good.  “Oh god yes, please more” I smiled against your wet flesh as I saw you pulling your top off.  I wrapped my arms under your legs and ran my hands over your tight stomach.  Turning you as you started to thrash I devoured your sweet pussy till you came in my mouth.  But I didn’t stop, I feasted “oh fuck no my god so good so fucking good cumming, don’t stop fuck yes so good.” You bucked under my mouth and a mix of moans, laughter, and pleasure spilled from you as I took everything from your body.  You lay back breathing heavy and looking up at me with your juices glistening off my chin.  You legs opened “Be my first……..” we kissed as you tasted yourself from my lips and I entered you.  That was the day you became mine forever.