It had taken weeks for Mom and me to decide on the perfect present for Dad on Father’s Day. I knew that it had to be something extra special because Dad was, well, Dad. Now, early on Sunday morning, Mom had slipped out of their bed without waking him and was helping me get ready. I stood naked in front of her as she ran her fingers over my breasts, gently pulling the nipples so that they stood proudly on my delicate 34C bosom. Then she ran her hands down my smooth belly until she could circle her finger and thumb around my swollen clit and squeeze it gently. The breasts had been a surprise for Dad on my twenty-second birthday, with Mom paying for the augmentation surgery out of her “mad money.”
Mom turned me around and made me bend over the edge of my bed, then gently spread the cheeks of my ass with her fingers. She slowly ran her finger down the cleft and then pressed it lightly but firmly into the dark hole. I could feel her exploring my back passage, making sure that I was relaxed and ready to please Dad. I felt something cold against the tight ring and realized that she was massaging a little lubricating jelly around my asshole. Mom slapped the cheek of my ass and told me I could stand up, then turned me to face her again.
Carefully, she applied a little mascara to make my lashes longer and thicker, then a trace of blusher and bright red lipstick. She turned me around again and brushed my long dark hair until it shone, before gathering it into a ponytail and fastening it firmly with a bow. Mom knew how much Dad liked to hold my head still by twisting his hand in my ponytail while he shoved the length of his thick cock into my mouth.
Once my hair and face were fixed how Mom knew Dad liked them, she went to my wardrobe and pulled a carrier bag from the back. She had not told me what she had bought, but these were specially chosen for Dad to enjoy.
First, she brought out a white corset with half cups so that my nipples would be uncovered. She wrapped it around my waist, slipping my pert breasts into the lacy cups and giving my already hard nipples a pinch, then began to pull the laces tight at the back. The metal stays dug into my sides, but I stayed quiet, knowing that this would be a special treat for Dad.
When she had finished lacing the corset and tying it tightly, she had given me an almost hourglass figure. Reaching into the bag, she brought out a pair of tiny silk panties, just large enough to cover my little pussy. She knelt down in front of me and slid the silk up my legs, stopping at the tops of my thighs. Leaning forward, she opened her lips and slipped her tongue over my clit, lapping at my wet folds. Slowly, she ran her tongue over the sensitive nub as she gently sucked my pussy lips into her warm, wet mouth. I closed my eyes and moaned softly as her head moved back and forth. I could feel my clit stiffen under her attention as she sucked and swirled her tongue all over it. I would have been happy for her to lick me all day until I squirted into her hot mouth, but she drew her head back, keeping her lips tight around my folds until they slipped from between them with a loud, wet “plop.”
Mom pulled the panties the rest of the way over my pussy, running her fingers along the damp bulge it made in the delicate silk. Then she took a pair of white stockings out of the bag and slowly rolled them up my legs, fastening them to the suspenders that dangled from the corset. She moved back and stood up, looking at me with an artist’s eye. Finally, she smiled and nodded.
“Your Daddy will be very pleased,” Mom whispered. “Now in you go and give him his Father’s Day present.”
I crept along the corridor to Mom and Dad’s room and pushed the door open. Dad was sprawled across the big bed, the top sheet and duvet pushed down to the bottom end of the mattress. I tiptoed across the carpet and slowly lowered myself onto the bed next to him, my head level with his cock and balls and my legs curled so that my feet rested on Mom’s pillow. Dad must have been having a very horny dream because his cock was thick and hard, sticking straight up from his neatly trimmed pubes. I leaned over, took the base of his cock between my finger and thumb, squeezing it very gently, and then opened my mouth and began to slowly lick the head of his cock. I ran the tip of my tongue over the swollen knob, lapping at it like a kitten with a saucer of milk until the whole of the purple head was shiny with my spit. Then I gently blew on the wetness, cooling his cock, before I slipped the head into my mouth.
Dad woke with a bit of a start and reached down, putting his hand on the back of my head and pushing my face right up against his tight balls. The hair around the base of his cock rasped against my lips as the head forced its way into the back of my throat. I swallowed desperately to keep from choking as he forced my head further down onto his hard cock, filling my mouth. He released my head for a moment and pushed me over onto my side. I kept my mouth clamped around his cock, sucking and swirling my tongue over his meat as he slid his fingers under the silk of my panties and pushed the waistband down over my wet little pussy.
Dad moved his head a little and slipped his tongue into my pussy, lapping at me deeply and sucking me slowly. I could feel his stubbly chin against the smooth skin of my inner thighs, and then he opened his mouth wider and slowly sucked my clit into his mouth. I groaned around his cock, trying to let him know that the feel of his hot mouth was making me incredibly horny. I sucked harder on his knob, bobbing my head up and down the length of his manhood as he sucked on my clit. I know that my pussy is tight, but when he was licking it, I felt as though he had made it ache with need.
Dad worked his cock in and out of the back of my throat as he sucked on my pussy, while he unfastened the suspenders and worked my panties down over my ass. I could feel his tongue lashing at my folds as he spread the cheeks of my ass and slowly forced his thumb into my asshole. I groaned and swallowed the head of his cock to the back of my throat and swallowed repeatedly so that he could feel my throat ripple against his knob. I could feel him working his thumb in and out of my ass, keeping the same rhythm as his sucking. I could take no more of this torment, and before I could do anything to warn him, my pussy clenched and squirted a thin stream of my juices into his mouth and down his throat. I felt him swallow as he gulped my arousal down, draining me dry while he rammed his thumb hard into my ass.
Dad opened his mouth and slid his tongue out, leaving my pussy to rest against my thigh, slick and oozing the last drops of my juices. He grabbed my ponytail and pulled my head back so that his cock slid past my lips and out of my mouth with a long, wet slurping sound. I could see my spit and lipstick smeared all the way from his knob to his balls. Roughly, he pushed me onto my back, swiveling me around so that my head rested on Mom’s pillow. He forced his knee between my thighs and rolled on top of me, pinning me down with his knees spreading my legs wide. I watched as he kneaded my breast with his hard, rough hand, squeezing and pinching my tender nipples until they looked as though they were bruised and swollen. I felt his stubble against my skin as he took my other nipple in his mouth and sucked it between his teeth, biting until I yelped in pain and my little pussy started to throb again.
Releasing my soft little titty, Dad reached between us and guided the swollen head of his thick, hard cock between my pussy lips. A jerk of his hips forced the knob into my tight little pussy, and I arched my back in a mixture of pain and pleasure, pushing my hips further onto his hard cock. He took hold of my legs behind my knees and lifted them over his shoulders, draping my calves down his back. I felt terribly vulnerable, my pussy tilted upwards so that he could drive the length of his thick cock deep inside me. I whimpered as he pushed, forcing his cock deeper and deeper into my pussy, stretching my tight passage and filling me with his swollen cock. I could feel his balls pressed against the curve of my ass and my knees pressed against the underside of my titties as Dad reached up to pinch and twist my nipples until they changed from their usual dusky brown color into an almost purple, swollen, and bruised.
Dad looked into my eyes, seeing how his cock had smeared my lipstick all over my mouth and how the tears of pain had made my mascara run down my cheeks. I knew that the sight of my face messed up like this made him even more turned on than the thought of fucking my tender pussy, and as if to prove it, his cock stiffened and swelled even more. Dad groaned aloud and rammed his cock into my pussy as hard as he could, bringing fresh tears to my eyes. It felt as though he were splitting me open with his rigid cock, and I sobbed in despair as I thought it thickened inside me and began to jerk.
My pussy was burning painfully, and this added sensation almost made me pass out. Even worse was to come, almost literally, because his balls tightened and his cock began to pump, spitting thick globs of his cum into my bruised and battered pussy. Every splash of cum felt like a kick deep inside my pussy, and I grunted in agony with every spurt. Dad held me down as he pumped what felt like gallons of hot cum into my bruised and battered pussy. Then I felt his cock move again, and he began to ease it out of my pussy, pulling further and further back until only the rim of his knob was inside me. I could feel cum spurting into me all the time; something wet and sticky was oozing down the cleft of my ass. I screamed as his knob popped out of my pussy, and he took hold of the base of his cock. He was still spurting cum, and he squeezed the bottom to hold it back as he straddled my waist and aimed the angry-looking head between my tits, releasing his hold so that thick globs of cum splattered onto my skin, feeling like scalding lead on my aching nipples. He tilted the tip of his cock upwards a little and spurted the last drops of his cum into my mouth and across my face; a few drops landed in my hair, matting it together.
At last, he eased himself off me and lay by my side, smearing his cum across my nipples and rubbing it into the soft, golden skin of my tits.
I looked into his eyes for a moment and gave him my essential message.
“Happy Father’s Day, Daddy. I love you.”