vicetopus

“Oh, good boy, Brucie! Good boy! Just like that!” I moaned, careful not to let him trip me in his excitement as I backed my way to Mom and Daddy's room.

With her head now closer she realised what she had inadvertently been getting dangerously closer to. Right beneath his pubic hair her father’s penis lay across his thigh, the business end pointing right in her direction. Sarah had seen a few penises when looking at porn and even her own father’s penis when she was a little girl in the showers at the pool, but seeing it now, so close and feeling the way she did took her breath away. Though smaller than in any of the pornos it was no slouch in thickness department, and it seemed to be barely hard at the moment. And unlike any of the shaved ones she saw in porn it was covered in a bush of pubic hair. Something about it made it seem so real! Which Sarah realised was a stupid thought. Of course it was real. It was her father’s real penis and balls right in front of her face. What was she expecting to find?

“Ohhh…” I kissed her neck as I ran my fingers along her crack. So soft, so smooth. I slid my hand around her hip and ran my fingers through her soft pussy hair. She pulled her head back and gave me a surprised look but didn’t stop me. I think she even spread her legs a bit as I slipped a trembling finger between her moist labia. Warmest, softest most heavenly place ever.