It was the day before Christmas and our Biker Club met to choose and divide into groups of three to make a run to visit several needy single ladies with children and present each of them and their children with some beautifully wrapped presents.
This was our biggest charity event of the year and besides the great feeling of the gift of giving we made sure one of our guys in each group of three had a camcorder to corroborate and prove the event from the moment of the first knocking on the door, too presentation of the gifts, recording the smiles of a grateful mom and the laughter of the kids in receiving gifts that otherwise would have made for a very bleak Christmas. The next club meeting would include each group’s video presentation of their visit with the winning 2 or 3 videos to be copied and turned over to 3 of our local Los Angeles Television Newsrooms who always showed the good side of biker’s and this was our 5th year…so we already knew who would likely use a clip or two of our videos showing bikers were not all bad.
We did the choosing on the basis of seniority of the oldest guys in the club. Just as we all learned as kids when choosing up sides for a ball game; we took turns until everybody had a chance to team up. If one or two were left without being picked, we put ’em in the club panel truck used for our annual long-run to Sturgis and other places, to provide repairs, tools, and equipment…perhaps even transportation should one of our members bike break-down. Yep, we were a tight group and rock-solid as brother bikers who were sworn to look out for one another.
At 72, I was the oldest and the ‘father confessor’ so I went first. I should explain we all had titles and the one they put on me was due to a bit of respect because I was a retired cop with a J.D in Law who loved to ride; and if someone was in legal trouble or arrested I could put on a simple suit I always carried on our rides and post bail, then represent him in court. Yeah, the guys all loved ‘father confessor’ and I damn well loved all the wonderful bastards in return.
Bob and Jack were my best buds and no other team leader would dare choose any of those two knowing I would exercise my right as ‘father confessor’ to object (on religious and legal grounds…ha-ha…) and declare ‘deference by rule of precedence’ which they all understood means they had made a bad choice and had better quickly choose again…ha-ha…it worked every damn time. Yeah, seniority and bullshit had its privileges!
Presents firmly tucked in our saddle bags (where the hell do you think we put ’em…up our asses?)…we headed for the name and address that was given me by; Larry, an L.A.P.D. Lieutenant who was the son of my closest friend and who was killed in the line of duty (we were both young motor cops at the time). I was his kind of adopted dad as he grew up and later became a policeman following footsteps of his real father.
I was told by Lt. Larry she was a real ‘looker’ with a 4-year old daughter but when she opened the door and we saw her beautiful face and great looking kid…well man, it was like we hit the jackpot for our video. Nobody was going to have that great of a combination. And that wasn’t the half of it. This mommy was fucking stacked! I wondered why Larry had smiled and winked at me when he gave me the slip of paper with Linda’s name on it; seems he was paying me back for some of the ballgames and fishing trips I took him on as he was growing up without a dad. My wife had died 3-years earlier and I had mentioned to him at lunch how damned horny I was getting and couldn’t find a good piece of ass to save my soul. I found out later Larry learned all about Linda the night she was busted at the ‘Hello Doll’ (a local strip club in North Hollywood) during his shift just one week earlier. When he reviewed her arrest and the fact she was alone with a young daughter; he thought of our biker club’s Christmas run. Then when the dike matron on duty told him how gorgeous she was with an unbelievable perfect rack, he went to the holding tank and saw why 5 of his officers where hanging around in the jailer’s officer with big smiles on their faces and boners in their pants.
Now you know just how I got her name and even in her bulky, short-little house coat we all had big smiles and boners in our pants also. Shit, I rarely got a really good hard-on anymore. It took an exceptionally looking woman and some close contact to get a good boner and I hadn’t had anyone meeting those qualifications for many months. Yeah it was a dry year for ol’ father confessor for sure and when Jack introduced us to Linda he used my nickname ‘father confessor’ and she brightened up and took an immediate shine to me. Later I found out she had a real thing for father figures because she was brought up in a Catholic Orphanage and had no daddy…and we all know how a little girl without parents dream of having a real daddy of her very own.
Linda had a little 3-foot Christmas tree on a table in front of her apartment window and as she and her little girl opened their presents she began to sob with big tears running down her cheeks and the child letting out shrieks of joy at a stuffed teddy bear with a red ribbon around his neck. My guys and I were really touched by how our gifts provided the joy of Christmas and flooded her small apartment with a wonderful warmth of giving and receiving. And all this caught perfectly by Bob who had the video cam on the ready from our first knock at her door. The fact we all got hugs and kisses all around wasn’t too bad either. Little Shelly hugged us so tight around the neck as she jumped on our laps and gave us each a big kiss…well damn…it was just the best feeling a guy could have giving a little girl a Christmas present.
And when Linda each gave us a big hug pressing those big firm headlights of hers on our chests we all had to sit down quickly just to partially hide our rising cocks so we didn’t look outrageous to the kid. Linda just smiled and said, “don’t worry guys…I know the effect I have on men and you all are so nice and obviously real men. Would you like a beer?”
I don’t think I ever had a woman lay such a great hug of bodacious ta-tas, compliment me on my manhood, provide me with an instant boner then follow all that up with the offer of a beer. Hell, we all began to laugh out loud when Bob said, “you beautiful doll, here we came to give you and your daughter, Shelly a present and you are now giving us all a better present back”. As she gave us each a brewski she slowly bent down giving us each an individual perfect look at her fantastic tits with big puffy nipples and kissed us each on the lips. The way she did it was like a true stripper (which she was) and also in a way to hide what she did from her little girl showing she had class as a mommy. But I want to emphasize this point because it shows how things developed that will make sense later when I tell you just what she said as I got my kiss and peek of her tits.
Now remember I was the old guy in the group and looked more like a grandfather than a dad with long white hair, pulled back and fastened with a clip in queue style (unbraided). She leaned over with a big smile, handed me a beer and pulled her robe open much wider than for Bob and Jack which cause one guy to whistle and the other give out an ‘oo la la’. To top it all off she gave me a wonderful kiss with just a hint of her pointy, sexy tongue slipped ever so slightly between my lips. Then she reached back and took a hold of my queue and whispered in my ear with her warm breath giving me a shiver from my ear to my hard cock and said, “would you be my father confessor today? I’ve been looking all my life for a daddy…think about it and give me an answer later this afternoon if you’d like to come back to hear my confessions.”
The guys saw this extra attention with much whispering, smiling and winking at me for my good fortune as we sipped our beers. Our faces were bright red from Linda’s great gift of tits and kisses. It took a good hour and another round of beers to wipe of the grin and return our cocks to a more normal state but damn, every little movement (even innocent ones) by Linda just fucking refreshed our memory of what was under her little robe so none of us was ever under a ‘half-mast’ condition during our entire visit.
When Bob got up and announce he had to ‘take a leak’, Linda asked Jack to get the second round of beers. When he was out of view, Linda put her hands behind her head as if to stretch as if yawning bringing those huge firm breasts of hers to a pronounced uplift and thrusting to an eye-popping view obviously directed at me (again more attention than toward the others). As she stretched so wonderfully she asked, “are you really a preacher or father in some kind of church?”
“Nah” I said, as I put the first beer down over my rising cock in a natural manner to hide my boner…shit the metal can pressing down on my rising cock let me know just how hard my dick could get with this excellent piece of young womanhood obviously coming on to me for some strange reason (remember, I didn’t know she was an orphan with a father fixation yet).
She silently mouthed the words, “call me later ok?”
I mouthed back, “How…what’s your phone number?”
Just then Jack returned with the beers so she shook her head and made a gesture that she would wait until we had a private moment so I could learn more. But that moment never came and I was getting more and more frustrated with the desire to get her number and make the call. Finally I got the idea that my personal business cards I carry would not be out of place if presented correctly so I decided I would hand it to her at the door on the way out.
About then Bob returned from the bathroom and Linda stood up and said, “excuse me guys…it’s my turn to go potty. Shelly do you want to go with mommy now so I can comb your hair before you go to the movies to see the ‘Little Mermaid’ with Carol’s mother?”
As Shelly stood up to go with her mom to the bathroom, Linda winked at me with just a hint of a sexy smile that highlighted her statement letting me know she would be alone while little Shelly went to the movies. Oh, fuck was I getting excited knowing she was asking me to come back later and get more acquainted. The mere thought of being alone with this hot young woman was causing my heard to pound, my blood pressure to rise, and my cock to twitch with feelings I hadn’t had in many years; maybe never so much as on this occasion with Linda…I could not believe my luck. It was like a single moment a man waits for his entire life to get so excited and now was my time (and at my age maybe it would prove to be a time that would never again present itself).
When she and Shelly closed the door to the bathroom the ‘guy-talk’ started…
“Shit Paul (my real name) did you see the way that chick came on to you. Man, you are in like Flynn baby. You gotta get this babe’s phone number cuz I just know you’re gonna get laid for sure by a fucking 19 year old tight pussy with a set of unbelievable tits.”
“Fucking ‘A’, dude…I agree totally. I got some great video of her bod when she leaned over and flashed her humongous firm young titties at me. I had the camcorder in my lap to cover my hard-on and the bitch saw the red-light of the recorder and knew for damn sure I was pointing it up at her. That’s not all guys; she smiled knowing I was getting a great shot for all the guys in the club. As I made sure I got a good shot of her, she mouthed, “hope the guys back at the club like what they see on your camcorder.” I almost came in my jeans when she said that.
Paul…I couldn’t get rid of my hard-on until I went to the bathroom, took a piss and whacked-off a load of cum in her sink. I don’t know how you guys can take her fucking sexy show she’s putting on.”
“You came in her sink?” I asked, with a look of disapproval.
“Come on father confessor, you gotta know I was careful and rinsed away all the evidence. But I was thinking how I would have liked to have shot my wad all over those fantastic tits and watched her raise ’em to her lips and lick ’em clean. What a fucking beautiful babe she is…and you’re gonna get some of that I bet. Shit I would sure like to be in your shoes in a few hours when her little girl is at the movies. Did you get her phone number?”
“Not yet, and it’s driving me crazy. I don’t know how to get it. I was gonna slip her my card at the door on the way out.”
“Great idea, Paul…then later you can slip her a little something else, eh?”
As we chucked over the last comment, Linda and Shelly came out of the bathroom and Linda said, “I would have liked to have been a little mouse and heard what you naughty boys were saying while we were out of the room”.
I’ll be damned (and was very embarrassed) when Jack opened his 2-beer mouth and said, “Well I would tell all that was said, but father confessor here was telling us how frustrated he was in not having your phone number so he could call and make arrangements to hear your confessing of all your past sins, then lay his hands on your head and give you a father’s special blessing!”
That was so rude, yet was so perfect that we all started laughing so hard it caused a funny look on little Shelly’s face and she said, “mommy, is father confessor going to come back and see us again?”
“I hope so honey; I have a lot to confess to the father…a very lot.”
“What’s a confession mommy?”
“You’ll find out some day little girl. Let’s see if Carol is ready to pick you up.”
Linda picked up the phone, got a hold of Carol, and then hung up the phone shortly and within a couple of minutes little Shelly left and the guys were smart enough to know they should be leaving too…leaving me behind to hear a confession or two. LOL!
As we all got up, Linda said, “why don’t you stay a little while longer father. You guys won’t mind leaving the father behind so we can talk privately do you?”
They smiled and left without saying anything other than merry Christmas and thanks for the beers and ‘everything else’, meaning her flashing them her beautiful large rack.
As soon as they were gone Linda closed the curtains darkening the room, turned on a record player with some very soft and slow music and poured us each four fingers of Jack Daniels Whiskey.
“Come dance with me father. I’ve always wanted to have a daddy to dance with his little girl and hold me close and tell me that I’m a good girl and how much he loves me. Could you do that for me father, could you pretend to be the daddy I’ve always wanted but never had; you could call it your special Christmas present to a big girl?”
“Honey, if you will have me, I shall adopt you this very minute (not realizing she was an orphan). Although I’m old enough to be your grandpa…I’ll be your father confessor, or your daddy, or whatever the hell you want me to be.”
Linda got a devilish grin on her sweet mouth and said; “Then hear now my sins father…I have a crush on you that I’ve never had for any man before you walked through my door today and heard you were a father. I never had a daddy to share my life growing up…I want to share my soul with you this very minute. That is, if you’ll let me. Will you? Will you let me confess the things locked inside my heart…father?”
Linda sipped her robe to the floor revealing all of her fantastic naked body. I must tell you exactly what I saw from head to toe so you’ll know the gift of her body I was about to receive.
She stood about 5’7″ tall to my 6’2″ large frame. She had delicate features for a tall woman. Her hair was dark red, and yes, it was natural as evidenced by what I will describe as I go from head to toe. She reached back extending those amazing tits of hers as she unfastened her hair and let it cascade down her smooth alabaster back.
Her face looked a little like Lauren Bacall’s with large oval eyes, a full nose, and sexy full pouty lips that always seemed to have a hint of a foxy smile that made men desire to kiss her and discover if her lips were as delicious as they looked with the promise of more to come.
Her cheeks were high and with almost dimples (not quite) but when coupled with her green eyes and red lips made a total facial package that many movie actresses would wish they could match.
And…oh was she fair and delightsome. with soft alabaster white skin that begged to be touched…medium wide shoulders, and her breasts…damn…they were absolutely fantastic. I would guess she had about a 38″-40″ bust but it wasn’t so much that her boobs were big as it was the shape of them that had driven us guys to the drooling point. And I mean fucking drooling!
They were completely natural and although very large, were shaped in the manner us guys call ‘torpedo titties’…that is, they stuck straight out showing how firm they were, with just the right amount of upturn on the tips so as to make you lick your lips over the thought of stuffing one as far into your mouth and feasting like a starving man who just had to know the feel and taste of them on this tongue.
The best way to describe her nipples would be to say they were proud, puffy, and with nice pink erasure shaped tips that were ‘nubbed’ on the ends and pronouncedly slanted upward. Just god-awful, fantastic, unbelievable tits that rich women (or their sugar daddies) wanted the plastic surgeon to give them. They were indeed a work of art!
Her frame needed a wide chest to accommodate her tits but she didn’t have an ounce of unnecessary fat so she appeared lean at the rib cage (which showed through her skin like a hungry hound) and a very narrow waist (I guessed maybe 22″-24″.
At the narrowest apex of her waist her body then flared out to nice hips matching her large boobs (not quite as large so I would say maybe 34″ at the waist. As I looked over her shoulders I noticed a mirror on the wall showing a view of her ass…and yep…you guessed it. Her rump was firm without the slightest sag with a hint of that beautiful female Negroid feature at the upper portion giving her that high-fanny (junk-in-the-trunk) look. I could only imagine her on my arm in high heels with a tight-ass skirt, bouncing those firm titties and ass all over the fucking place.
That brings us to fer legs and brother…this babe had some freaking great gams! They were long, supple, and went all the way from the floor clear up to her sweet pussy! I couldn’t really tell what was hidden under her gossimer pussy hair…but from what I could see with her legs together her beaver was perfectly trimmed with a lighter shade of red color than the hair on her head. Her bush was thick enough to hide her opening, but trimmed in a slender ‘V’ shape maybe 2 & 1/2 inches wide at the top to a point ending just above her pubis which was slightly mound shaped as compared to her flat tummy. This babe was a top-heavy, eye-opening, dream and I knew my only problem would be if we hit it off and
I took out in public I would have to fight off every asshole who wouldn’t hesitate to try and kick my ass just to get next to her body. Shit they would all be jealous of the old guy that had her by his side. No doubt…every woman would think I must be rich or famous to have such a sexy bitch at my side. Or…as Linda was suggesting…maybe most would think I really was her dear ol’ grey-haired daddy! Either way…it works for me.
Obviously my examination of her was long and detailed to the extreme. I must have looked like a little boy opening his Christmas present with big eyes and total wonderment at what he found Santa Clause had given him.
Linda finally said, “now that you’ve looked me over father, may I kneel at your feet and give you my confession?”
Without out another word she knelt at my feet and tenderly reached out to feel my swollen cock and said, “Daddy…does this hurt?”
“Yes baby, but it needs to be taken out and kissed by my little girl so you can make it all better. Can you do that for your father?”
“Oh yes daddy, I can make it all better for you. I can’t wait to smother it with kisses to show you how long I’ve waited to meet you.”
In no time at all she unzipped my jeans, unfastened my wide leather belt and then hooked her fingers over my pants and shorts. As her fingers grazed the skin on my stomach I felt a tingle from her touch all the way to my brain and back to my cock. Ever so slowly she lowered them with ever widening eyes as my swollen cock came into her view…then…all the way to the floor around my boots. Then slowly her hands reached out so tenderly at the back of my calves and felt my hairy legs. As they traveled exquisitely up my legs the sensations caused me to actually drooled a long thin strand of pre-cum down from the tip of my extended boner which damn well told her that I was in total lust of her beauty.
“Honey…be very careful or you just may get a hot load of daddy all over your beautiful face.”
My words caused her eyes to roll back in a hypnotic trace-like fixation and tongue began to wet her lips in anticipation of placing them on her daddy’s bone to get her first taste of her heart’s desire.
“Unlace my boots and take off my pants little girl so I can hold your naked body!”
Soon I was stript from the waist down with only my heavy wool shirt and undershirt remaining. Now I’m no big ‘hung like a moose guy’ so I won’t bullshit you in that department. I’m only about 7″ of cock(about average in length). But what I am proud of and is so appreciated by the women I’ve fucked; is the fact it is remarkably fat in girth with a very large mushroom shaped tip that slips easily into a woman’s pussy but is wide at the base of the tip so it never slips out until it has completed its task and made her and I both cum. Its a bit like a hunter’s spear that pierces easily into the flesh but doesn’t dislodge once inside its victim (or in the case of my cock…inside a woman’s pussy) and women love licking, sucking, and fondling its wicked, sensual shape made for a good lancing of her pussy.
Again, not bragging but, Women have told me it is a good cock to get fucked with because it doesn’t hurt them like a big long dick that can hurt when forced to deeply into their tender pussies. And yet, because of how fat it is, it stretches them to where they know they’ve got a good piece of manhood between their legs that lets them know they are being ‘taken’ and ‘controlled’ with just enough forceful penetration making for a good and satisfying fuck.
I can’t ever remember any fuck session in which I wondered if the woman was maybe faking an orgasm for my benefit. I always damn well knew my cock was giving them the best God intended a woman to have from a man’s cock that was guaranteed to result in a hell of a lot of pleasure. That’s what I’m proud of being able to deliver…a lot of fucking pleasure and my ol’ pecker had be well used over the years but still had the look and feel of a much younger man’s cock.
As much as I had admired Linda’s tits, she was now oohing and awe-ing over my fat cock as she began licking and nibbling all around to test the firmness and began getting acquainted of what she was about to claim ownership.
“Oh…d.a.d.d.y…, you have such a beautiful cock. Is it all for your little girl? Can I have it whenever I want it to kiss and lick it?”
“Honey you can do anything your heart pleases but be a good little girl and put in way inside your mouth and suck it…oh yes…daddy likes little girl!”
Now up to this point, this kind of back and forth childish talk suited us both but it had reached the point were I needed to take control of her hot body. I positioned Linda on her hands and knees with her big tits hanging down and swaying all around as I slipped my fat cock into her tight beaver and began pounding her ass from the back pulling her long red hair.
My change of pace and taking control of her was obviously a big turn on because her cunt was warm and wet in a New York minute. My talk went from ‘little girl’, to ‘Move that ass of yours bitch and fuck daddy’s cock with that tight little pussy. Yeah baby, move those hips back and forth and make your daddy proud. You’re a bad little girl who needs to get a good fucking. Do it for me and show me how much you want to keep daddy around so you can get some good lovin’ whenever I want it! Is this what you want baby? Is this what you’ve been wanting to feel deep inside that hot pussy of yours?”
She was mine…no doubt about it as she moved to my every word. Her hips were doing all the work stroking my cock with her tight, wet pussy. She couldn’t speak other than making gutteral sounds of pure pleasure of our love making. I know…we were fucking but man…you had to be there in my shoes to feel what was taking place in the way all this was going down because it was HOT…HARD…FUCKING…AND PLEASUREABLE TENDER LOVE ALL WRAPPED AROUND A ONCE-IN-A-LIFETIME MOMENT FOR THE TWO OF US DOING WHAT FEW EVER REALLY EXPERIENCE!
After a lot of pussy pounding, hair pulling, and fucking her to a point where she began to shiver and shake I knew her orgasm was about to break loose. What I didn’t know was that Linda had never been completely satisfied by any prior lover. I believe her not ever having a father figure inside her pussy kept her psychologically from tripping over the edge to where she felt she was deserving to come and somehow not a real woman for lack of a real father.
A woman has to either be strong enough to ‘take a fucking and make it work for her in a bit of a selfish way.’ Or have the feeling that her man ‘owns her body and demands her giving of herself to make him happy…thereby in his release, she feels fulfilled and comes as a result of her joy in satisfying her man’. Either way…without being ‘taken’ or feeling they are ‘giving’…women can more often have better results on a more consistent basis with a dildo in which there is no need of any relationship other than that of their fantasy and need to be cum.
Suddenly…Linda froze in place, while still on her hands and knees with me buried to the hilt, deep-down inside her pussy. She started to quiver and shake even more…then all hell broke loose as she let out a blood curdling scream that soon had a neighbor, two fucking apartments away, come knocking on the door to ask if she was ok.
The scream was followed by a babbling of garbled swearing so unexpected yet so fantastic to hear confirming she was getting everything she wanted from me. Then after the scream, swearing, shaking in obvious complete mind-blowing orgasm she dropped from my cock and collapsed on the floor and froze with both hands grabbing tightly to her breasts.
That final collapse of hers had me worried until she rolled over, grinning from ear to ear with a wide-eyed surprised look of just experiencing total release for the first time.
“Oh my God my darling daddy. You did it…you really did it for me you wonderful man! I always wanted to feel like the woman guys took me for, but I only felt half alive until the way you made love to me just now.”
I was speachless but very happy to have boned such a fine piece of ass like Linda. Hell…I always wondered what it would be like to actually fuck a beautiful Playboy Centerfold…and now I knew!
After a couple of grateful kisses and more endearing words of thanks she said, “Did you come yet honey?”
“No beautiful… you’ve got a lot more for you to do for your father…understand?”
With a big smile and nodding of her head she said; “Yes daddy, tell me what you want and I’ll do anything you ask. Your wish is my command.”
Really! Damn…now was not the time to hold back. I loved getting into a woman’s ass. Anal is like the frosting on the cake of good sex for me…but only with the right woman. And, no woman could be more right than this hot piece of ass I had lucked into today!
“Have you ever had anal?” I asked.
She got real quiet for a while and the smile turned to a frown.
“No. One guy tried and I wouldn’t let him. It’s nasty isn’t it?”
“Not if I do it to you, beautiful! remember I’m your father confessor and the only way to absolve you of all sin is for you to give me everything I ask…you did say you would do that, didn’t you. You did said you’d do anything for me. And it is something I very much would like to learn…so you need to be prepared by your father confessor. Here’s how its done so you’re good and clean where it counts.”
I took her into the bathroom and using her douche bottle, instructed her how easy it was to cleanse her bowels. I closed the door so she could prepare herself for a good ass eating and fucking which I knew she had never experienced. God…I got hard just thinking of kissing and licking her sweet ass and fetched another beer from the fridge to try and cool down. When I left she did not appear very happy. A mixture of frown and puzzlement as to why all this was to be done in the manner I described…but, yet willing to do as I asked.
After about half an hour she came out of the bathroom, went into her bedroom. Five minutes later she quietly called, “Ok daddy, I’m ready.”
Wow! She was now dressed in the sexiest baby-doll nighty and had a big grin on her face.
“Oh father, it felt so weird when I did what you told me to do. And then I had to go potty. But it also kind of felt nice making me really clean back there just for you. I did it two times just like you said. Would you look and see if I did it right.”
I made her take off her panties and turn around and bend down to grab her ankles. OMG! As she bent over and those marvelous tits came into view again, my erection came right back up as before. Her tits…her looks…her young perfect body…and that beautiful ass all ready for my cock…all had the combined effect on my cock that until now only Viagra could get it this hard.
I instructed her to get back upon the bed on her hands and knees so I could test her work and explain the results. First some kissing and nibbling of her little rosebud of her beautiful full ass…then she said; “Oh father, that feels so strange and so nice.”
I began licking and putting my tongue into her tight opening she said, “Oh my…ohhh…gee…daddy, you’re kissing and licking my butt hole. Isn’t it nasty back there? Is it ok…and not dirty to do this…oh…oh…?”
I chuckled and said, “Just don’t tell your mother I’m playing with your hot little butt-hole or I have to give you a good spanking.”
OMG…when I said the word ‘spankind’ Linda had a visible orgasm (I kid you not) a god damn orgasm and at the same time I was trying to lick and eat her tight ass. As she came down from her unexpected cum she said, “Please father. I’ve been a really bad girl. Spank me!”
Her words, “spank me” were not a mere suggestion or asking…it was a command and I knew it was exactly part of this entire mood we had created. Up to now I had never really spanked a woman…other than a few slaps on the ass while fucking or having anal intercourse, that is.
I put Linda over my knees and gave her a few light smacks on her bare bottom to see how serious she was. Obviously she wanted the entire spanking. “Daddy, you don’t love me if you don’t spank me for what a bad little girl I’ve been…spank me harder.”
Now I knew exactly how she had been deprive in her early childhood. She knew that when a father spanks his little girl to correct her bad behavior it is out of a love of caring for the child. So I fucking showed her that her new daddy really loved her. I beat her ass so hard my hand hurt; her butt cheeks were bright red and she was crying from the pain. And as to the desire on her part to be spanked. I had enough psychology to know that her repressive need to be spanked screamed also of the potential for her to have an anal fixation. A perfect combination for a woman to develop a fetish for anal sex.
After her sobbing subsided I made her kneel at the foot of the bed before me and told her it was for her own good and because I loved her that I had to spank her until she cried. Now to some of you this may seem a bit sick but realize what I had done was as good a therapy as a psychiatrist could produce in other ways, over a long period of time and at great expense.
Linda (no matter how fantastic her body) was and always would remain my little girl and in need of a great deal of guidance, correction, and yes a good spanking now and then to let her know…that I damn well cared about her.
I kissed her and told her all was now about to forgiven by my spanking her and making love to her ass. I stripped off my shirt while telling her if she did not do everything I said, then I would be very disappointed. Wow…she responded by saying; “I’ll do everything you tell me daddy. I’ll never let you down. I promise and cross my heart, and hope to die.” (She crossed her heart upon that oath being spoken just like a litter girl playing house).
“Then get your spanked ass back on the bed this very minute and get ready for me”, I said in a very stern voice.
“Now lower your shoulders to the bed, lift your ass all the way up and make your father proud.”
What a sight for a man who loves good anal sex! Linda was about to become the best anal partner any man could wish. And all because of a perfect matching of her psychological needs, my age, and her transference to believing I was sincere when I said I would adopt her. In fact several months later in a wedding attended by all my biker buddies and several of L.A.P.D.’s finest (who were personal friends of both Lt. Larry and mine) the preacher included the words ‘wife and adopted daughter’ in the ceremony and ending with; “I now pronounce you Man, Adopting Father, Wife, and Adopted Daughter.” Linda loved it, and all my buddies got boners from the ceremony wishing it was they who would be taking Linda to the marriage bed and fucking woman who was both a wife and a daughter. Freud, if he had been there, would no doubt have gotten a boner as well.
With her beautiful ass now high in the air and breathing heavily with fear and anticipation (I might add) Linda was ready for my taking of her one remaining cherry…her precious, virgin ass! I once again renewed my oral preparation of her brownie with a lot of licking, kissing, and slurping until she relaxed and began to groan with pleasing sounds to my ministrations.
“Unnnngh, oh honey…father of mine…oh God, oh God, that feels so fantastic on my little bottom.” (From that time on after the spanking and my sexual advances involving her ass; she always referred to it as her ‘bottom’ rather than her ass).
I first worked my tongue up her butt hole as far as I could, by getting it really wet and used to the feel of this small penetration by the tip of my tongue. Then one wet finger, then two…each one gently, and with the patient taking a lot of time and care until she adjusted and loosened her sphincter muscle to these new feeling and experiences. Finally her asshole allowed an easy taking of three big fingers (close to the girth of my fat cock). She was so good and obviously enjoying the feeling I was very pleased at her fast adjustment of my manipulations of her rectum. Not many women warmed up so easily and most of their problem is loosening up were caused by men clumsy in knowing how pleasing anal sex could be if only the proper preparations were made on the part of a good lover.
I grabbed her by the hips and lifted her up while still on my knees behind this fantastic woman (and man was my dick ever hard at this exciting moment of readyness to penetrate the beautiful and sexy 19 year old Linda’s asshole). I placed my well lubed cockhead to the center of her slightly open rosebud and aking sure not to rush and that she was ready, I began to gently push into her center.
I got the shock of my life as she remained totally relaxed and as though she had total control of her tight little brownie, easily accepting with complete trust, the head of my cock. Zippity-do-da, wham-bam, thank you mam,I was inside her bottom. God she felt so warm on my cock as her little brown anal ring sealed me tightly inside. Shit…what a great fucking sensation to bust a sexy young girl’s ass for the first time!
I took my sweet time. I didn’t try to force any more of my cock right away, I simply asked, “Is my little girl ok? How do you feel with daddy inside your little bottom honey?”
“Oh daddy it feels so strange and wonderful all at the same time. You are the very first man to do this to me…I love giving you something you like. Am I doing it right daddy…do you like it? I hope you like me even more now. Please like me daddy and never leave you little girl alone ever again.”
At first I could hardly understand her because her words were muffled. I looked from the side and saw she was sucking her thumb as I was busy penetrating her ass with my fat cock.
“Let’s see what a big girl you can be for daddy. I’m going to put it all the way up your butt…slowly…ah yes…oh god…so tight…uh-huh-na now! All the way deep inside (saying these words as I did continued to bugger her butt). Yes…more…more…ahhhh my good little girl, daddy’s all the way up and deep inside your beautiful ass. Your a big girl and so being so good for daddy.”
Linda was ecstatic with what she had accomplished and my calling her ass beautiful. She moved it a little side to side like a happy puppy wagging its tail.
“Oh my, oh daddy. I like what you taught me on how to clean myself for you…and how you make me feel so good knowing I’m a big girl now and making my daddy happy.”
Well, I fucked her ass slow, then hard and shortly had a mind shattering orgasm with a large load of cum up her little poop chute that was the absolute best I ever had. I filled her rectum so completely my thick sauce began to puddle on her brownie and drip onto the bedsheets.
From that moment on Linda was the complete and perfect lover for me. Youth, beauty, loving, caring, and she adored her father. Later I taught her how to give a perfect blow job and lick my ass while stroking my cock and fondling my nutsack. As well as how to properly suck and lather my balls with her wet tongue. She was a great oral lover because she wanted to make me happy and do everything I required…she was a complete submissive always playing the role of a little girl.
When I left the next morning we were already a family in the making with her daughter Shelly calling me Grandpa Paul. The guys at the first meeting after our gift giving, thought Bob and Jack were helping make up a big story. Especially after seeing the video of Linda’s perfect rack. So I called her up and told her to get dressed in her sexiest, tight dress and get her little ass down to the meeting so the guys could all meet her in person to prove she really was my long-lost daughter (I made that part up and of course the guys didn’t buy it…but shit…it was a turn on anyhow)
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Wow did she like showing off for her father. I ended the meeting by telling her that I would really be pleased if she would show all the guys how obedient a daughter she was by taking off her sweater…man that drove the guys crazy just seeing her in high fuck-me heels and a tight skirt with her special made bra straining to contain her big cones.
Then when I helped her off with her bra and she saw how proud it made me to share my little girl’s big tits with my best buddies in the biker club; everyone was even happier when I told her to go to each member of the club, one at a time, and give them a nice big kiss with some tongue, and let them feel my little girl’s firm boobs. After a round of the kissing and feeling her tits I told her how it would also please me if she felt their big pee-pees while in their pants to see how much they really approved of my little girl. I instructed her to tell me if there was anyone who didn’t like her because their pee-pees were not as hard as they should be.
Damn she loved doing all that for her daddy and the club members really got a rise out of how she played the part of my little girl. All doubts about my story were gone and the guys all called her Paul’s daughter. Later after this experiment whenever Linda and I would go to a party and she had more than one drink (it didn’t take much to get her high) she would often go to men press her big tits up against them, kiss ’em full on the mouth complete with tongue and feel their pee-pees to make sure they got hard so I would be proud. I had to keep a close eye on her in upper-class mixed company. LOL!
“Linda, these are all my friends. And now they are all your friends also…think of them like they were all your uncles ok? They must not do anything with you or to you, without my permission. Do you understand?”
“Yes father I understand completely and promise not to let anyone do anything to me without your permission.”
“Good girl, baby. And for you clowns anyone who takes advantage of my little girl will be killed by me and you know I damn well mean it! Now guys…I have here a fist full of straws (taken from my pocket while she spread the little cheer to my buddies as I had instructed). The first one who draws the short straw (as I held the straws out for each to choose one) can come over to the apartment tonight and see just how good my little girl is at giving a great blow-job. Is that ok with you baby? Will you make daddy proud by sharing your kisses on one of my buddies cock tonight who wins your favors by drawing the short straw?”
Linda jumped up and down clapping and bouncing her fabulous firm juggs to everyone’s delight saying, “oh goody, goody, I get to suck one of your very good friend’s pee-pee. Hurry up daddy and let them draw straws so I’ll know which of my new uncles I get to welcome to the family.”
Guys reading this…would not you like to have such a babe to obey your every wish and command? And you women reading as well…now you know how you can really turn on your very own special daddy-guy. Try it and see if he doesn’t get extra horny from playing the part of an innocent little girl doing daddy’s bidding and doing everything he tells you to.
As to the straws…the fix was in on my part; because I had the straws rigged from an old trick I learned many years ago on how to get someone I predetermined should pick the short straw. And shy ol’ Straw-hat Murphy was the winner. Not only did he have perhaps the longest cock of the club members, he was also the shyest guy you could ever imagine, and at 20 years old but it was common knowledge by us all that he had only fucked a woman a times in his entire life. He had admitted on our last run that he had never…ever been given a blow-job by any babe and wondered how it would really feel. Tonight ol’ Straw-hat was about to find out!
When Staw-hat picked the short straw (and I made sure he was next to last to pict so as to heighten the anticipation as long as possible) he freaked out!
[Read part two to see what happened that evening when I shared my little (big) girl with one of the guys in the club!]
