Arousing Daddy's

by Taylor Sparks

  "I need you to help me finish. I need you to eat this juicy pussy."

  "I never thought you would ask."

  He kneels down between my open thighs and pulls my body down until my ass hangs off the edge of his bed. He licks my pussy with a fervor I have never felt before, his fingers plunging in and out my neglected cunt, hitting just the right spot.

  "Make me cum! Make me cum, please make me cum!"

  I wrap my legs around his body and hold his head down with my hand. My body is trembling. I am gripping the sheet with my free hand. I detonate. My hips are bucking and rolling, I'm grinding my teeth, and my mouth opens to inhale. I'm shivering from this most intense orgasm.

  I kiss him deeply, thanking him with my lips, my body, and my soul.

  "I want to see you, all of you."

  I rip off his clothes. He stands in front of me only in his black boxers. His body is a sculpted masterpiece, calling out to my fingertips, my mouth, my pussy. My fingers stretch the waistband of his black boxers down.

  I'm wonderstruck. His cock is big, magnificent. I run my fingers along the thick vein that snakes the length of his mahogany shaft, teasing him just a little. His hefty balls are warm to the touch, smooth with very little hair. I gently juggle them in my hand and I hear him moan.

  I part my lips and draw him into the wet, warm, haven of my mouth. He moans louder, deeper in his throat. I love knowing that I am bringing him pleasure. I release his fully erect dick slowly from my mouth, letting my lips drag over the head. I suck him back in all the way. His cock expands deep inside my mouth, throbbing harder, and hotter. I release him before I put him over the edge.

  I adjust my body and direct the head of his cock to the opening of my wet, pulsating pussy. He parts my engorged lips and gently penetrates the soft fleshy pulp of my pussy in one gliding motion. I roll my hips up and around to greet every wonderful inch of his cock. I moan his name over and over again, low, close to his ear.

  "Make me fucking cum. Fuck me with that big dick."

  "Cum for me, Lisa."

  I love the way he says my name with such a lustful tone. I wish he'd say it again.

  "I want you to cum for me, Lisa."

  I grab his ass hard, digging my nails into his hot flesh coaxing him to fuck me harder. I wonder if I had wished out loud.

  He thrusts into my pussy hard and unrelenting, and my wetness trickles down my ass. The smacking sounds of our bodies are lost in my screams. I breathe in the sweet aroma of our arousal. Through slitted eyes I lustfully stare at his cock fucking me, soaked with my juices and shimmering in the soft light. It gets wetter with each pounding stroke.

  My orgasm gathers, pooling hot and heavy between my legs. Pulses of heat radiate through my body. I feel his dick expanding and jerking inside me. My pussy contracts around his throbbing cock. We come together, spasm after spasm, after spasm, after spasm. He collapses on my chest and pleasure shoots through me like thousands of falling dominos.

  He kisses me tenderly and slowly rolls us over to our side. I wrap my leg around him keeping him deep inside, not wanting to let him go. I hug him tight and gradually gyrate my hips, telling him I want more. Communicating to his body with mine, that he could have me again. Any way he wants.

  I feel him respond to my offerings and I smile and look off into his room.

  My God. This is his room, and I shouldn't be here.

  The End.

  A Perfect Day

  Today is an unseasonable warm April day. I'm sitting at work looking at the weather. "Wow it might be in the 80's tomorrow." I think to myself. It's usually in the mid 50's on Earth Day I realize. I begin to daydream about what I will be able to do on my day off when my e-mail alert sounds, startling back into work mode, and I check my e-mail. What a nice surprise it's from you, after seeing the weather you can up with the great idea of going for a ride to enjoy the great weather. "What a fantastic idea" I thought, so I respond to you "pick me up at 10am."

  So, I finish the day's work and go home. My night is fills with anticipation for the following day's events. I spend the evening going thru my closet to find the perfect thing to wear. I finally decide on a low cut tank top and a pair jeans. By the time I head off to bed I'm so excited I can barely sleep.

  Here it is the morning of April 22nd and I'm sitting in my kitchen just waiting for the tell tale sound of your Harley pulling up the drive. I'm so excited by the time I hear your bike, I dam near jump out of my skin. I grab my jacket and head out the door to great you. There you are, getting off your bike, looking sexy as always. You greet me with a long passionate kiss, hand me a helmet and say "where to?" I reply "Any where". We hop on your Harley and off we go, riding down the highway with my hands on your thighs and my breast against your back, I am totally relaxed.

  After riding for about an hour, you say "Why don't we take a break?" I agree and minutes later you pull off into the Urban Forestry Center in Portsmouth and park the bike. "Let's take a walk" you say as you take my hand. I look around and being the middle of spring the place is deserted. You lead me up one of the marked paths, thru the woods. We spend about 30 minutes walking hand in hand and talking about the different plants and animals we are seeing. When suddenly you stop, pull me close and kiss me with such passion and intensity that it makes my legs tremble. The just a suddenly you break your embrace and lead me off the path into the woods.

  After walking about a 100 yards in, we come across a fallen tree where we decide to sit for a bit. We start kissing again with the same fever as on the trail. Your kissing has me so worked up I can't keep my hands to myself. I reach over placing my hand on your thigh. I start working my way up your leg to you crotch. When I reach it I feel that I'm not the only one getting excited, you are rock hard. Your erection seems to be straining against your jeans. So it seems to me that the best thing I can do is to release your cock from its confinement, I undo you pants allowing your magnificent member to be free. I slowly and lightly caress the underside of you penis starting at the base working my way to the tip, my touch causes your dick to twitch in anticipation.

  While I am completely mesmerized by the feel of your cock in my hands, you remove my shirt. My nipples harden to your touch. You lean over give each of my nipple a quick lick while fondling my breasts. At this point I am in a state of complete bliss.

  I begin to stroke you cock with a firmer grip, causing a drop of pre cum to be release from your tip. I just can't resist the sight of it, I have to taste you. So I lean over and while looking into your eyes, I slowly take my tongue and with one slow lick I take that drop of cum into my mouth. The taste is just amazing and all I can think about is getting more. I slide myself off the log and onto my knees in front of you. I proceed to run my tongue up the base of you shaft then with one smooth motion I take you cock into my mouth.

  I'm thrilled by the feel of it. The thickness of you causes my mouth to stretch to accommodate you. I slowly take every inch of you deep into my throat and I hold there to savor the moment, as you let out a soft moan. I slide my lips back up you shaft to the head where I lick all the way around before swiftly sucking it back in. I begin sliding you in and out of my mouth while massaging the underside with my tongue. I then take my hand and begin fondling you balls; they feel so soft and heavy in my hand. I am so insanely turn on by the feel and taste of you cock that at this point I am soaking wet.

  I just love the feel of your thick hard member sliding past my lips so much, that I just can't stop. I want; no I need to taste more, to feel more. So I begin to pick up my pace. I am so focused on sucking you cock that I can't hear anything except my heart pounding and your moans. With every sound you make I increase my intensity. All of a sudden I feel you balls tighten and I know that you are getting close and that turns me on even more. I just can stop myself I continue to deep throat you until you explode in my mouth shooting you hot load down my throat. I continue slowly sucking until I have swallowed every last drop of your cum and you cock begins to go soft in my mouth. Wi
th that, I release my hold on you, I resume my place on the log next to you, and I look into your eyes and say "Now that's my idea of a perfect day."

  The End.

  The Swinger's Club

  A few weeks have passed since Shelly danced at a strip club. I really never thought anything else would be going through her mind of doing anything more than that. Although I spent many nights reliving that evening, watching her stripping in front of all those strangers, how great it would've been if she would have been getting banged by all them.

  We were sitting watching television one evening, Shelly looked over at me and asked if I would ever consider swinging? I kind of looked at her little funny and said" I thought we did that with our friends while back,"

  "No, was thinking more in the line of something with strangers"

  I have to admit that the thought of seeing Shelly getting banged by other people would be a definite turn on. Looking at her, I have to say that I have no idea of how this would ever happen. "We would have to find a place where no one knows who we are. I wouldn't want anyone from where we work being there. Do you have any idea of where to even look?"

  Shelly just sort of shrug her shoulders, and said that she would search around on the Internet to see what she could find.

  After about two weeks of searching, Shelly, manage to come up with a couple different sites that dealt with swinging and alternate lifestyles. The one website that we really read into was in a small town about 2 1/2 hour drive, where we lived. There was a contact link and when Shelly clicked it on and opened up a page with a man and a woman's picture. It had the caption of "hello, we are Lynn and James, if you wish to join us for fun and alternate lifestyles, click the link below to e-mail us."

  With that Shelly sent an e-mail to them. We were both kind of waiting for an auto reply but nothing happened. We both just looked at each other and figured maybe the e-mail wasn't valid anymore. It was getting late and we both decided that we were going to go to bed.

  The next evening after we got home from work and have our dinners, the kids took off their usual activities. Shelly decided to go back on the Internet to more searching. When she opened up her e-mails, there was one with the subject line of Lynn and James. Shelly opened the e-mail and called me over to read together. As we both sat there reading it over and were surprised that towards the bottom, there was some questions that we had to answer and send back to them. The e-mail also stated that not everyone are accepted and their parties were by invitation only.

  I looked at Shelly and said "what do we have to lose except few minutes of our time answering few questions."

  There were twenty-three questions that were either basically, yes or no, or multiple selections. At the end was an open dialog box that asked the question "why do you want to go swinging?" also stated that there had to be some type of answer or the application would be ignored.

  We decided to make our answer as that both would be truly turned on by watching each other and experience having sex with other people.

  We waited for a reply from our e-mail for a couple days but didn't hear anything. We were thinking that our application was rejected, and that maybe we should start a search on the Internet. So again we started to search that evening but after a few hours we couldn't find anything that we thought would work for us. It was getting late so we decided to end our search and go to bed.

  The next day was Friday and as we returned home from work, we did our usual routine and went over to Jerry and Katie's place. It was nothing out of the ordinary Friday ritual. As much as I wanted to talk with the guys about finding the swinger's club, I knew that I couldn't since this was something that I want to keep between Shelly and me.

  As we were walking home that evening, I could tell that Shelly was somewhat feeling down. I asked her what was wrong but I already knew the answer. I looked at her and said that we would find something that would work for us.

  When we got home, Shelly walked over to the computer and turned on. As she opened up the e-mail, Shelly called over to me that there was one subject line -- greetings from Lynn and James. She opened the e-mail and we both sat there reading it. Although it wasn't an invitation to a swinging party but requesting that we could meet them in person to be interviewed. There was a name of the restaurant and town it was in along with meeting time of one o'clock in the afternoon on Saturday.

  I looked at Shelly and said are you ready to take the next step? She smiled and said yes. With that we sent a reply that we would meet them tomorrow. We both kind of wondered what was going to happen on Saturday since we were meeting in a restaurant. This made me feel somewhat safe that we are meeting in a public place.

  Next day we got up and had some breakfast, and told the kids we had to go somewhere for the day.They really didn't mind since they spent Saturdays with their friends. So at ten o'clock Shelly and I jumped in the car and headed out to meet Lynn and James there

  It was about ten to one when we found the restaurant. It was a small family-style place a few miles off the Main road. There were only a few vehicles in the parking lot, so we knew the place wasn't very crowded. We walked into the restaurant, looked around and recognize them from the picture on their website. We walked over to the their table and introduced ourselves to them.

  The waitress came over and asked us what we wanted. Lynn stated that this place served the greatest Apple pie in the state. With that we each ordered a slice of and coffee.

  For about the first five or ten minutes basically chatted about the drive over and how good the pie taste. After that conversation turned to the subject swinging. James stated that they run a very safe and clean parties.

  We said okay and that is something we are looking forward towards, and that we felt being the distance from where we live, that we should not run into anyone we know.

  They both began asking us questions about our lifestyles. At first conversation was a little uncomfortable being that we were in a restaurant, but after looking around I could see that no one was sitting close enough to hear us. After twenty minutes or so, James says that everything sounds good with us but there is one more thing that we have to do first.

  I looked over at him and asked him what that would be?

  James replied that we would need to get checked for STDs.We both kind of looked at them with a stunned look on our faces but he assured us that this was for the safety of everyone that goes to the parties. He said you can go to your doctor or we know one that is very discrete.

  I whispered to Shelly that I really didn't feel comfortable asking our family physician to check us for STDs. We decided then to use the physician that use. James told us that he isn't in his office on Saturdays but since he is personal friends with them,he can call the house and see if he can do a test.

  After a few minutes of James on his cell phone, he said that he can see us and to the blood test. So we followed them down the road to the house where the doctor lived. It only took about fifteen minutes to fill out the forms, draw the blood and have a physical check.

  After that we followed Lynn and James to their place. They lived in a rural area where there were not many homes close by. We turned off the road and went down a dirt road through a wooded area. Around 100 yards there was a clearing and you could see the house. As we pulled up and got out, they said welcome to our home.

  The house appeared to be a ranch-style home with a privacy fence off to the left, and then a medium size pole building. The four of us walked over to the pole building and went inside. There were benches going down one wall and towards the house where three white garage doors. James opened one of the garage doors and exposing a view of large swimming pool. Built against the house was a large awning.

  "This is where we have our swinging parties. You won't be invited until we get results back from medical test. Here is a list of rules that we do have and if you are invited, print out e-mail or you will not be admitted. We have smaller parties on Friday nights and larger ones on Saturdays."

 
As we sat on one of the benches, James handed a photo album to us. "These are some pictures of some gatherings that we have had in the past."

  There were pictures from inside the building and also from around the pool of people engaging in sex. As we both were studying photographs, James said to us "are you comfortable with what you are looking at?"

  We both kind of look at each other and almost simultaneously replied yes.

  James said "okay, we just don't want either of you coming to a party and then freaking out. I have had couples that in the past couldn't deal with the fact one of them was having sex with other people."

  Lynn then came out with a digital camera said we need to take your picture. I kind of jokingly asked if we had to get naked? She chuckled back and said if you want to but right now we're only interested in your faces. She took our pictures and then they said keep an eye on your e-mail. It usually takes less than ten days to get results of the blood test. We have scheduled a party two Friday's from now and one on a Saturday after that.

  Lynn asked if we had a preference of days. Although I we'd be a preferred to do the smaller party, we decided to go with a Saturday event's. With that Shelly and I went back into our car and drove home.

  We chatted along the way about what this may be like since this would be with only people we didn't know personally. I asked Shelly if she was nervous about this? She replied that she was somewhat anxious but also excited that we both were going to do this. She asked me what my thoughts were. I said that I hope that both of us come out of it completely satisfied.

  That night after we got home and we are retiring to the bedroom, Shelly asked me if I was going to have any reservations about having group sex with strangers? I kind of looked at her and wondered if she was having second thoughts about this. I said to her "what you mean?"