Auto Fellating Dad

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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.