TEACHING ME
by John P
Copyright© 2011
My sleep seems never to be restful and I'm constantly dreaming
during the night, and the dreams are almost always of a sexual
nature. I'm starting to think that I need a partner, a
girl-friend or boy-friend, to give me the release I need for
fitful sleep. I see the digital readout on my alarm clock each
time I wake and I remember each dream so vividly. This is another
one of my dreams.
TEACHING ME
It's Friday and Mum and Dad are arguing again and I can hear them
even though I'm in my bed upstairs. I turn over and face the
other way, hoping the shouting will stop and they will come to
bed. One thing is for sure; Dad won't be getting any sex tonight.
I think about Roger, my wank-friend from school, and that dick of
his that I like to wank so much. My hand goes automatically
between my legs and I feel my dick stiffening at the memory of
that long foreskin that feels so soft and silky.
I must have fallen asleep because the next thing I'm aware of is
Dad slipping into my bed. He must have been kicked out of their
bed by Mum so I move over in my double-bed to make room for him
and his arm goes around me, pulling me close into him. His chest
hair tickles my back but what excites me is the hard lump I feel
against my bottom, albeit covered by his Y-fronts. My closeness
to this alpha male is a bit disconcerting but exciting and it
seems to be having an effect on me. My dick is starting to go
hard again and I think, 'Oh no! Not with Dad in bed with me!' and
I hope he won't notice.
His long thick cock nestles between my bum-cheeks and I get the
most bizarre ideas coming into my head. He breathes into my hair
as he begins to fall asleep but I'm far from sleepy now, keenly
aware of the manly smell of him and the feel of an adult cock
against me. I have this overwhelming desire to take off my
underpants so that I can feel closer to him and I slide them down
my legs, taking care not to rouse him from sleep.
I must have disturbed him a little because he kisses my neck in
his sleep and my dick jumps. I jump again as his hand moves down
from my waist and he cups my dick in his hand. All this happens
while he sleeps but I feel so excited by Dad's touch that I hope
he doesn't wake up and realise that he's molesting his son. I am
wide awake and my heart is pounding and this shows even more as
my dick hardens and pulses in Dad's hand.
Dad stirs a little and I'm sure that I can feel his bare cock
against my bum but I realise that it can't be because he's
wearing his underpants. When I put my hand behind me to find out,
I thrill when I discover that his cock has come out through the
access slit in his Y-fronts and his bare cock is indeed against
my bare bottom. I feel the huge knob with my fingers and it
pulses and Dad stirs again, holding me even tighter to him, and
my hand is trapped between our bodies.
His hand now begins to squeeze my dick and I'm beginning to have
more ideas, maybe of getting him to wank me while he sleeps. I
move my hips forward cautiously and his fingers tighten on my
little shaft even though he still sleeps. My own hand, still
behind me and trapped between our bodies, feels the thickening of
Dad's cock as it begins to harden and I hold my breath, as much
from excitement as my fear of him waking and finding my hand on
his cock.
I move my hips again and this time I begin a short back and forth
movement, simulating fucking. The palm of his hand is over my
knob and his fingers are spread around my shaft so that I am
fucking his hand but I am shocked when his hand starts to move on
its own, his fingers moving up and down the length of my dick.
He's still asleep because I can hear his breathing but I detect a
slight speeding up of his breaths which are hot on my neck.
Dad stirs again and moves his hips back slightly and the movement
causes my hand to go around his thick shaft so that when he moves
forward again, his shaft moves through my hand and I find my hand
being fucked by Dad's cock. Wow! I suppose that Dad
subconsciously thinks that he's in bed with Mum and begins to
fuck my hand more vigorously but his own hand still strokes my
little dick.
His breathing has now become a soft moaning and I imagine briefly
how Mum must feel when Dad does the sex thing with her. I grasp
his cock tighter so that it doesn't get yanked out of my hand and
suddenly he groans and I feel his cock expand.
It's at this point that Dad wakes up and feels a hand around his
cock and he begins to cum noisily all over my back.
"Oh Carol!" he moans as his cock jerks and the first shot of hot
spunk flies out of his cock and lands in the middle of my back.
I'm shocked by how good it feels and when I feel more spunk
splattering on my back, I release his cock and lie there,
enjoying the spunk-bath he is giving me.
It's at this point that he realises that he's holding my dick and
I can feel his confusion as he tries to figure out why his wife
has a nice little dick and he's wanking it. His spunk is all over
my back and some has been deposited on my hand too and I secretly
take a lick to see what it tastes like. It smells strong and it
tastes salty but it's not gross like I expect.
Dad's hand is suddenly pulled away from my dick as if it's just
been burned and the knowledge of what has just happened is
suddenly flooding his mind.
"Oh John, I'm so sorry! I'm so so sorry for this. I thought you
were your mother." He is absolutely stricken. He has molested his
almost 14-year-old son and I can tell that panic is setting in
big time.
I turn over and snuggle up to him, telling him it's OK, and he
puts his arm around me to comfort me, saying over and over how
sorry he is. I kiss his hairy chest, trying to calm him, and I
tell him that it felt nice. Abruptly he stops apologising as he
digests what I've just said.
"You didn't mind?" he asks incredulously.
"No, Dad. It felt nice, especially when you played with me," I
say softly, kissing his chest again as I snuggle close to him. My
hand creeps down his body and I take his cock in my hand, feeling
its wetness and, although it is soft now, I'm impressed by the
length and thickness. It's magnificent!
He's trying to come to terms with what has happened and my
acceptance of it, and unconsciously his hand moves down and finds
the hot slippery spunk that he has shot onto my back and the top
of my buttocks. His fingers play with it, and they move down
again, resting finally between my bum-cheeks. His finger touches
my rosebud, my little bum-hole, and he pushes slightly until it
enters. The lubrication of his spunk has made this easy and he
finger-fucks me almost without thinking.
My stiff dick presses against his abdomen and he at last
recognises that I haven't cum yet and he speaks softly to me.
"You need to cum, John. Shall I do it for you?" and I nod,
kissing his neck. I expect he will give me a nice wank and I move
so that I'm on my back. This dislodges his finger from my
bum-hole and I wait excitedly for his fingers to make me shoot my
spunk.
Although it is the middle of the night, there is sufficient light
so we can see what we are doing and I watch as his big hand
gently takes my dick and begins to wank it. It feels wonderful
and I wish Roger was able to watch what Dad is doing to me. This
nothing compared with what happens next. His head goes down and
his mouth kisses my dick, his tongue snaking out and licking my
knob! My hands go to his head and I stroke his hair as he licks
the salty pre-cum from my pee-slit. 'Oh Roger, look at this! Look
at what my lovely dad is doing to me.'
My legs open wide as Dad tickles my balls and he plays with them,
moving his finger further down so that he can push it into my
bum-hole. Ooh, that feels nice! Then comes the ultimate! He
pushes his lips over my knob and suddenly my dick is completely
in his mouth and he's sucking it! Is this what sex REALLY is?
Does it always feel as wonderful as this?
I can't reach Dad's cock but I notice that it has started to go
hard. Something bothers me now. No, not bothers me, but I'm
curious. How does he know about doing this stuff with boys? Where
did he learn how to make a boy feel so great? Who was it that
taught him how to suck dick and finger-fuck so well?
Wait! I'm going to cum! I have to tell him or I will shoot in his
mouth! It's too late! It's already started! Oh God, no!
In a panic, I get the first words out. "Dad! I'm..." I cry and he
holds my hips tight so I can't pull out of his mouth.
I'm panting and moaning as my dick jerks and I'm mortified as the
first shot of my spunk spurts into Dad's mouth. I try to pull
away again but he holds me tighter, stopping me from pulling
away. Why doesn't he want me to pull my dick out of his mouth?
"Dad!" I cry again but he's not listening and my dick continues
to shoot hot spunk into his warm mouth. Doesn't he know I'm
cumming? Can't he taste my spunk?
The tip of his tongue plays with my pee-slit, making me shudder
with the sensation. I've spunked in my dad's mouth and his tongue
keeps making me feel good, even when there's no more spunk left
in my balls. My hands are still in his hair when the jerking of
my dick stops and he finally releases it from his mouth and his
face comes up to mine and he kisses me on the lips. Wow!
I'm not really sure how to kiss properly but I get the idea when
the tip of his tongue pushes against my lips and I open them
slightly because I think he wants to push his tongue inside. When
he begins to move it around, I taste my spunk still coating his
tongue and my arms go around his neck as his finger stays in my
bottom, pushing in and out to make me feel good. This is unreal
and I still can't quite believe how good he's making me feel.
I can reach his cock now and I find it hard and stiff. It's
amazing, so long and thick with a knob like a small apple.
He whispers into my mouth, "Take my undies off, John, and play
with my balls."
I leave his mouth and he lifts up his hips so that I can take his
Y-fronts off and admire his large balls. God, what a man! A real
man!
My mouth goes back to his and his tongue goes back in my mouth,
his finger going once more to my bum-hole which is still wet with
his spunk. I love the feeling inside as he finger-fucks me and I
don't feel a bit afraid when he says softly, "I want to fuck you,
John." In fact, with what has happened so far, I'm sure I will
like anything that Dad does to me, and I nod to let him know he
can do me.
He kneels up and says quietly, "Suck my cock, John. I need it
very wet," and, for the very first time, I will put a cock in my
mouth.
My mouth goes wide as I misjudge the size of my father's cock and
it is forced open even more when the knob is pushed in. My mouth
makes lots of saliva as I lick the cock which made me, and I
dribble out of the corners of my mouth as I accommodate his
massive weapon.
I think, 'He's going to make love to me, just like Mum! He's
going to bum me!' and my excitement mounts at the prospect of
being bum-fucked.
The long thick cock waves in the air between us and I can't take
my eyes off it. "Will it hurt, Dad?" I ask and he replies, "Only
the first time."
He kneels between my open legs and puts his arms under the back
of my knees and raises them so that my bum-hole is tilted towards
him. I look worriedly at him as his cock touches my bum-hole and
he says quietly, "I'll be gentle, John. Don't worry."
His cock pushes and I feel myself open wide as the big knob tries
to enter me but I wince at the sudden pain.
"Relax, John. Push out like you want to poop," he says and I do
it, finding that his knob slides in me and I suddenly feel weird.
My bum-hole is stretched wide and it's the first time so I don't
know how it's supposed to feel. Dad looks down and makes a large
gob of spit in his mouth and I watch as it leaves his mouth and
hits around the shaft of his big cock. Then I get it. That's to
make it slide easier when he starts the fucking of my little
hole.
After a brief pause, he pushes again and I feel my insides open
up as a couple of inches of his shaft penetrate me and I grip his
arms, waiting for the pain, but it doesn't come and he pushes
further until 4 inches of thick cock are inside me. I'm sweating
now and I don't know why but the feeling of fullness is
overwhelming me but in a good way. More spit from Dad's mouth and
he pushes again and I feel his pubic hair against my bum-cheeks
and balls.
I'm fully impaled on Dad's cock! Wow! His cock has filled my
insides and I have the strangest feeling. My eyes are fully open
now and he begins to pull out a little, and I'm temporarily
disappointed because I think he will pull it out of me. But he
pushes in again and the air whooshes from my lungs as I feel full
again. He begins a rhythm of moving in and out and I recognise
that this is love-making, fucking as we call it at school. Dad is
fucking me!
He moves his torso forward and my legs are pushed each side of my
head and he kisses my lips as his hips fuck me gently. The
feeling is exquisite as his cock ploughs into me and I kiss him
back enthusiastically, hoping to get more of his love.
"I love you, John," he whispers in my ear and I hold him tighter,
feeling the bond between us become much closer. He is my lover
now, not just my father, and I want to show him my love too.
"Bum me, Dad!" I whisper and his cock pushes in once more and he
holds it there. I close my eyes, savouring the sensation of my
father's love for me, and he kisses my eyes as he fucks me. I'm
moaning now but not with pain because the feelings are getting
stronger inside my body as his cock keeps opening up my rectum on
each in-stroke. I want him, I want his cock to keep fucking me.
Each time he reaches the farthest point inside me, I get a dull
pain but I want it, I want that pain because I know that he loves
me.
"Harder, Dad!" I cry and he tries to shush me so that Mum won't
hear us and I quieten down but I still want it harder. He fucks
me harder and the pain becomes stronger but I still want it, I
still want my father to fuck me and show me his love. He is
sweating and panting and I'm beginning to moan louder as his cock
brutalises my little bottom and his moaning also becomes louder
as he fucks me.
My head is turning from side to side as my excitement mounts and
Dad's breath becomes ragged as he pants in my ear. I'm kissing
his neck, biting his shoulder hard as the rutting continues and I
realise briefly that he is breeding me, making me his like he has
done with Mum. I want to be his, I want him to breed me and I
wish, momentarily, that I could be a girl and could be
inseminated.
He is above me, moaning and panting, and then I know it's about
to start. He's going to cum in me for the first time! I'm a
virgin who has just lost her cherry to her dad, a bitch who waits
for the seed of her mate to rush into her. I want his spunk, as
much as I can get from those big balls that hang between his
manly legs.
His big cock jerks inside me and I feel for the first time a
spurt of hot spunk being shot up into me and flooding my rectum.
I see stars in my head as he sprays my insides with his potent
sperm, pumping his seed deep inside me and making me his. I open
my eyes and see the straining face, the muscles in his neck
bulging as he breeds me and I know that he is injecting me with
pure love.
Then it is over. The pulsing of his cock stops but he keeps me
there for a moment with my legs still next to my ears. He looks
down at me with love in his eyes and I pull him down to me to
kiss his lips. It isn't lust this time when he kisses me back but
gentle kissing, soft caresses with his lips. He releases my legs
and we stay there, just caressing each other.
His cock is becoming soft and soon it slips out of me and I feel
a hot wetness from my now empty bum-hole. A great fatigue comes
over me and I feel like I have to sleep.
"Goodnight, John," I hear him say and he leaves me to go back to
Mum, I think. I hear water running in the bathroom before I fall
completely asleep.
In the morning, I hear moaning coming from my parents' bedroom
and I wonder what has happened between them to cause Mum to let
Dad have sex with her. I think of what Dad did to me last night
and I know I have to have it again, I have to be fucked by a man
who loves me. Just then, I have a pang of jealousy as I realise
that Dad is fucking Mum and not me and then I realise how stupid
I am being. I wonder if I can get Roger to fuck me if I show him
how. I'll beg him if I have to!
When I get out of bed, I see that my under-sheet if full of spunk
and it's leaked out of my bottom during the night. Shit! How will
I hide this from Mum? I know, I'll pretend I don't know what
she's talking about because that usually works, whatever the
subject.
My visit to the bathroom means I have to pass their door and they
are in the midst of passion and I hear clearly, "Fuck me like
John!" from Mum and the bed suddenly becomes very noisy as Dad is
obviously getting ready to fill her with spunk. I wait, listening
to the sounds, and I then hear, "Fill me, Daddy! Fill me with
spunk!"
I'm not all that clever but I know what this means. Dad's told
her what we did! Or did she see us? Whatever has caused this, she
seems to be enjoying what Dad is doing to her. He grunts and she
screams and I know then that she is being filled with spunk, just
as I was last night, and I'm envious.
I've gone naked to the bathroom, intending to use the toilet to
relieve my bowels and wash myself. When I sit on the toilet, I
open my bowels and lots of liquid pours out and I realise that it
must be what remains of Dad's spunk being flushed out of my
system. After a good wash around my bottom and dick, I wash the
rest of me and am on my way back to my room when my parents'
bedroom door opens and I am waylaid by Mum. All she has on is a
pair of brief knickers. Wow! She certainly looks good,
particularly with those firm tits!
"Come in, young man. I want a word with you," she says and I
don't know how I'm going to explain.
She sits me down on the bed next to where Dad is lying and I look
at him, hoping for some help to get out of the trouble I'm sure
I'm in.
I'm shocked when Mum takes my dick in her hand and I look at Dad
who seems amused. She looks at it carefully, stroking it with one
hand while her other reaches down and cups my balls. I don't know
where to look or what to say.
"Dad wants this again and I want to watch close up this time,"
she says quietly and she pulls me up by my dick to stand before
Dad, offering my dick to him.
He sucks my dick as Mum kneels beside us, watching what we do,
and when he has made me hard, he hands my dick over to Mum so she
can suck it as his hand reaches behind me to play with my bottom.
Mum removes her knickers and I see that her pubic hair has been
shaved off, and I see her fingers go down between her legs to
play with herself.
Dad's finger has found my sore little bum-hole and I push back
onto his finger so that he will go deeper into me. He pulls me
onto the bed and Mum follows, lying under me after he places me
on all-fours with my bum in the air. She sucks my dick again as
his wet finger pokes inside me and I wait to suck his big cock so
that he will fuck me again while Mum watches close up this time.
She's fondling my balls with her fingertips, sometimes licking
them with her hot tongue as Dad prepares to fuck me for the
second time in my young life.
Mum's pussy is wet and I can see that it is shiny with Dad's
spunk and I want to lick it as Dad fucks me but something is
stopping me. Dad's cock is rigid and I wait for the long thick
cock to push against my bum-hole. I feel him push and my hole
opens wide to welcome him and then I notice that Mum is holding
his cock, guiding him to her son's love-hole and waiting to
witness man/boy love between the two men in her life for the
second time.
At this moment, I love them both more than anything else in the
world and then I hear Mum sigh audibly as she encourages Dad to
push all the way into her little boy. She strokes his big balls
as he enters me, wanting to give us both the love she has for
each of us and she sighs once more as Dad pushes in to the hilt.
She sucks again on my little dick and plays with her pussy and
then.......
I wake again and check the clock. It's 3.08 and I'm awake again
with a hard-on. My mind goes back to Mum and Dad and I picture my
little bum with my father's cock buried to the hilt inside me as
Mum makes me cum with her mouth and tongue. I masturbate once
more to a dream, wondering if one day my dream will come true.
END