I slipped inside and closed the door, locking it as they should have. I went to the bathroom door and listened. Sure enough, my mom was taking a shower, the bitch!
Turning back, there it was, what I’d been wanting to see in all its glory. I couldn’t help but be drawn to the bed to get a closer look. His cock was a good size and thickness. It was also practically purple it was so hard. As I watched, it throbbed and swayed slowly on its own.
Before I realized what I was doing, I reached out with one finger and touched the tip of his cock, making him gasp.
“You came back?” he asked in genuine surprise. Apparently, this wasn’t the first time she’d left Dad hanging.
I’d held several cocks by this point, but none of them were like this. His cock was a solid steel bar in my hand as I slowly wrapped my fingers around it. I couldn’t help but imagine what this would feel like pounding into me.
I slowly stroked his cock as pre-cum started to glisten from the head, and Dad groaned. I rubbed my thumb over it, smearing the thin, sticky liquid across its head.
My other hand reached up and grasped his sack gently. I knew guys were sensitive there, but they loved having it played with. He squirmed against his bonds as my hands started to work in unison.
I watched as another slick of precum trickled out, and once again, I couldn’t help myself. I leaned over and licked the head. He hissed as my tongue made slow laps around his head, making sure to get every drop of the salty yumminess.
After glancing at the bathroom door to ensure the shower was still running, I took the plunge. Slowly I lowered my mouth onto his dick.
I made sure my lips were moist as they slowly slid over the head of my dad’s cock.
He gasped as his head popped into my mouth and my lips sank lower.
Now, I’d given several blowjobs by this point, but I was nowhere near an expert. I knew there was no way in hell I was going to get this beast all the way into my mouth. So, I slid my hand down to his base, my other hand still playing with his balls, and moved my lips further down.
I paused as his cock hit the back of my mouth and thought about what I was doing.
Here I was, in my parent’s bedroom, my dad blindfolded and strapped to the bed, thinking his wife was sucking his dick. Instead, the head of his cock was slowly rubbing against the entrance to my throat while my mom was in the shower just a few feet away, oblivious. The thought caused a gush between my legs.
I started moving my lips up and down his cock, my hand moving with me. I kept my lips relaxed, letting my spit fully coat his cock to help me slide easier. By the time I had a good pool of spit running down his balls, he was straining at his restraints so much I thought they would break.
My head was spinning. I felt like I’d been drinking Terri’s mom’s wine again, but I couldn’t stop. The feeling of this warm, taboo cock in my mouth was amazing.
Holding my breath, I swallowed and pushed my head down as hard as I dared, feeling his head slip past the resistance of my throat and into it. My eyes popped wide and I had to fight the urge to gag so hard my eyes started watering. But from the sounds he was making now, it was all worth it.
I tried moving but even a little movement caused my gag reflex to flare and I had to get him back into my mouth proper.
By this time, he was panting and growling with need.
I couldn’t help but grin evilly as I knew I was about to make my dad cum in my mouth. I kept going, thrusting my head back and forth in rhythm with my hand stroking him. My hand playing with his balls moved, my fingers finding his ass and one spit-lubed finger sliding inside.
That was all it took. His cock expanded in my mouth, and before I knew it, he was blowing spurt after spurt into my willing mouth. Half of it was in my mouth before I realized what was happening.
I stroked him, while slowly moving my head back and forth, my tongue slipping over his cock slit and feeling another jet spurting into my mouth.
I inhaled, the taste of him coming to me. His seed was thick, salty, and just a little bitter. I waited until I was sure he was finished, then ran it around in my mouth for a moment before swallowing it.
I could feel my father’s cum sliding down my throat and into my belly.
I started licking slowly. I licked his cock, his balls and part of his belly where a little cum had dribbled, all the while listening to him panting as he came down from his orgasm.
God, I wanted to know what a guy’s orgasm felt like. With how out of it they got, it had to be amazing!
I was surprised when his cock started to harden again as I kept gently licking.
Then the shower turned off.
I realized where I was, and what I was doing and had to get out of there. I don’t think I could handle the tongue lashing my mom would give me if she found me here with her husband’s cock in my mouth and his cum on my breath.
I quickly slipped from the room, locking the door behind me and dashed back into my room. I locked my door before flinging myself onto the bed. My panties came off, and I opened the button-down sleep shirt I wore, spilling my breasts out.
I looked at the hand that had been stroking my dad’s cock only moments before. This hand that had milked the cum out of his balls and down my throat. I plunged it between my legs and began to rub my throbbing slit.
I pushed two fingers inside. The thought of the fingers now inside me were the same ones I’d just used to suck my dad off moments before was hot. When the finger that had been in his ass brushed my face, the smell of his musk pushed me over the edge. It was naughty, and it was dirty, and it gave me the most mind-melting orgasm that left me gasping.
I couldn’t move. The waves were just too strong. I rode each one all the way into slumber. My last thought was that I wanted more, I needed more.