Summer and fall had passed and we were nestling in for the cold winter months ahead. The farm chores never changed from month to month and year to year… however, our deep love and exciting, inventive sexual relationship continued to grow. We now knew each other’s bodies, wants and needs intimately, even from across the room.
I’ll never forget the evening that I slipped up behind Dad as he was doing dishes and slid my Vaseline coated hand down his backside between his beautiful round globes. He froze in place as he felt my hot breath in his ear and my two middle fingers gently entering his anus. His immediate hard was titanium in strength and we played and fucked all night long, completely forgetting the dishes.
Or the afternoon when I awoke from my nap to find my legs tied to the bed and my hands gently restrained behind me. The warmth and bliss of Dad’s tongue on my ass was delicious… but not as delicious as the insertion of a small bulb of oil followed by a 3″ colon tube. With loving kindness and a gentleness that was dear to me, Dad inched the entire tube inside me, rubbing my back and kissing my bottom all the time. Then he released the flow of warm and wonderful water that was to fill my tummy to the brim. After which, he FUCKED my full ass like there was no tomorrow, pounding, hammering, plunging into me again and again. I came and came and came until I saw stars!
It had been like that for years. I’ve grown to be a woman of eighteen. I cannot imagine sharing my body with any man other than Dad and an occasional visitor, such as the pastor, who spends many evenings and Sunday afternoons with us.
So, as winter set in, Dad and I decided it would be fun to expand our horizons of sexual thrill. At the pastor’s suggestion, we invited a young man named Tandy to join us one Friday night.
Dad and I had been wanting to experience piercing but we knew nothing of how to accomplish our dream. The pastor told us that piercing was one of Tandy’s specialties and that he would teach us everything we needed to know.
As the afternoon wore on, I found myself rubbing my clit often… even pinching my nipples in great anticipation of our visitor. Dad admitted to me that he was wearing a half hard-on thinking about the evening.
After eating and reveling in a shared and lengthy bubble bath, Dad and I dressed in our warm robes and awaited our visitor. We didn’t wait for long… Tandy appeared quietly at the door at 7:00 PM just as planned. We spent some time getting to know each other and he assured us that the pastor had clued him in regarding our relationship and it was OK with him.
We were excited to see Tandy’s piercing, so we moved upstairs to the bedroom where Dad kindled a fire in the hearth for both effect and warmth. Tandy was quite willing to show us his piercings, stripping quickly and letting us examine him from head to toe.
Well! We didn’t know quite what to think! For the first time in our lives we saw not only ear, nose and eyebrow piercings… Tandy had a large, heavy ring through his penis and three rings below that in the loose skin of his testicles! Additionally, he had each tit pierced with medium weight gold rings! Wow!
We were so excited that we both began asking question after question of Tandy. He barely explained one piercing before we’d toss a new question at him. Without reservation, Tandy let us touch and rub and pull and push and thoroughly examine each of his piercings.
I decided upon a simple gold ring for each nipple. Dad chose a medium size penis ring after Tandy explained the exquisite sexual stimulation it can provide during intercourse. Tandy opened his bag of equipment and jewelry and we were ready to begin.
[The piercing was uneventful other than brief pain for me and rather extended pain for Dad. We recovered nicely within a matter of weeks… and… then… oh my gawd did we ENJOY those piercing… ]
Saturday morning, several weeks later, I awoke with nipples hard as rocks. In fact, they were so hard that, when I sat up in bed, the rings stood straight out in front of me. I slipped down the hall and into bed with Dad, spooning behind him with my hard nipples and nipple rings poking him in the back.
Dad rolled over with a start! He pushed me into the pillow and deep-throat-kissed me for an eternity, after which he was as hard as a rock. This was the first time we felt like playing after receiving our piercing.
Dad began licking and kissing and pulling on my nipple rings. My breasts tingled with excitement. I could feel them getting larger and fuller with each wet lick, to say nothing of the throbbing that had started in my cunt. I was absolutely wild for Dad! I wanted him deep inside me… deep inside with his new penis ring. Deep inside touching that magic place that sends me to the moon!
I managed to sixty-nine and massaged his penis and licked it and sucked it like we’d never met. As my tongue pulled and pushed and glided the new ring up and down, Dad began groaning loudly with pleasure. I grasped his balls tightly, massaging them around and around… and I sucked on him so damn hard that his cock enveloped the penis ring! What a surprise! Dad yelled with absolute joy… his powerful hands on my head, pushing his penis further and further into my throat let me know that he was, indeed, experiencing a touch of heaven.
We were both so excited that we wanted it never to end. Sucking on that wonderful cock with its new pierced ring was fun for me and so sensual for Dad that his entire body was beginning to quiver. I licked my fingers and slipped them into Dad’s ass, feeling his prostate jump as my fingers touched it. Next I began massaging Dad’s prostate in rhythm with my lips. Dad let go of me… threw himself back on the bed with his arms spread out and began gasping and moaning and writhing from left to right. It was all I could do to keep his cock in my mouth and my fingers in his ass. He was so completely engulfed in sexual emotion that, for the first time in all our lovemaking, he had totally given up self-control… leaving me to bring him to the most erotic climax of his life!
Dad was quivering so hard from head to toe that when he came he nearly choked me because his entire body folded in half, squeezing my head between his legs as I swallowed globs and globs of hot, wet, sticky cum. I sucked and sucked until he was completely dry… not a drop left… no more quivering… just loud, slow, gasps as Dad collapsed against me… crying… no kidding… he was actually crying and hugging me and kissing me and thanking me as I was becoming hotter and wetter and needier…
A gold ring in Dad’s penis could do this???
What a feeling to have had Dad TOTALLY in my hands, putty… play dough… at my command… it was equal to his TOTALLY giving himself to me.
When Dad recovered a bit, he slid down beside me, rolling me over with a pillow under my tummy, and began licking my ass and pussie… oh, could Dad LICK and SUCK me! My nipples were still hard and I caressed and pinched them as Dad slipped his fingers into my soaking wet pussie, gliding them in and out as he sucked my ass. With his left hand he was pinching and rubbing my clit… it didn’t take but a minute and I came all over him, soaking the bed with my love juice. Dad continued probing and rubbing until I was through cumming and then he scooted up to wrap his arms tightly around me.
We would later remember this as a “first” and as the most emotional, stimulating sex we had ever shared… up to this point… [look to future installments… ]
