Amy After All That

I wake up early, even after I go to bed late. It?s a habit that never changes unless the sun?s already up when I hit the sack.Amy and I were still getting to know one another, but she had slept over enough times for me to know she never opens her eyes in the morning until she has to. So when I rolled over the next morning and she was lying there staring at the ceiling, I thought something might be wrong. She didn?t wait for me to ask.?You know? I don?t really want to fuck my own father, right???I didn?t think you did.?She didn?t say anything for a while, just kept lying there, looking up. I had to go to the bathroom. When I started to get up, she started to talk.?Because last night, that was? I don?t know, really weird. And I just don?t want you to think I?m-??Baby, I don?t think anything, except that I might piss all over both of us if I don?t go to the bathroom right now.?When I came out, she was sitting on the sofa.?I just don?t want you to think I had any of that in mind when we started fucking last night.??Is this what you woke up think-??You made me tell that story, remember??She was wrapped in a sheet, rocking back and forth. I keep a coffee maker going at all times. I went into the kitchen to pour a cup. Back in the living room I sat down in a reading chair, across from her. She was still rocking back and forth.?Remember? You asked me to tell-??Amy? I asked you to tell me a story, but I didn?t write it for you.??So you?re saying you do think I want to fuck him???I?m saying we all have ideas, quirks, kinks, fantasies. Welcome to the club.??Oh my god! I?m disgusting!?She ran into the bedroom. I heard the mattress shift as she collapsed onto it. At least she wasn?t dressing quickly in order to make a dramatic mad rush out the door. I sat finishing my coffee, thinking how she?s twenty, probably used to boys who come in three minutes or who can?t stay hard, drunk dick, that kind of thing. Don?t be rough on her. She?s doing the normal thing. I put my cup in the sink and went in to lie down beside her. Kıbrıs Escort She barely let me settle in beside her.?Please tell me you?re the same as me.??What, that I think about my dad?s giant cock? Can?t help you there, kid.??No, don?t be an ass, please!??Then tell you what???That you have? weird stories, too, shit you?d never tell anyone.??I told you a lot of stories the last two days.??I know, but those weren?t? weird ones, like mine.?I rolled over and off the bed. I opened the curtain to see what the outside world was doing at? seven thirty-five on a Saturday morning. Nothing. Looked like rain a little later. I yawned and stretched, one of those metaphysical stretches that make you feel like you just grew six inches. Over my shoulder I could see her looking at me, holding the curtains open as I stretched.?Hey! You want the whole town to see your dick hanging there???No one?s out there watching, believe me. You see how early it is???Still? close the curtain.?I let it close and went back to lie down with her. We kissed for the first time that morning, gently. She wasn?t an angry kid or even resentful, just confused. I threw her a wink and kissed her on the nose.She reached down and lifted my loose cock.?No one sees this but me now, mister!??Oh, that belongs to you now, does it???Didn?t I earn it the last two days???You know what they say in Hollywood: You?re only as good as your last movie.??And what do they say here?? She was stroking me with some energy. I was already filling her hand with the desired response.?You?re only as good as your last blow job.??Challenge accepted!?She knew where to go and got there in a hurry. After a minute she came off it.?God, you have a fat dick! I want to keep it with me every time I leave here.?Her hand was damn good, bringing the head just an inch from her face every time she worked it up and down. She stared at it, all of it. I?d seen plenty of women with the same look. There are no doubt some talented guys out there with less Lefkoşa Escort meat than this, but when the big gun comes out, there?s nothing like it. You can see it in their eyes. Don?t let anyone fool you.?You hungry, baby???Oh god, yes!?She knows I like it fast and wet. Noisy, too. I?m a word man. Maybe we had enough words last night, but you never know until you try.?Mmmm! Honey! You are a hungry little girl. Daddy?s hungry little girl!?She came off it and looked up at me. Moments of truth. Life is made up of them. All you can do is wait and see which way the other person is going to go.She could?ve got up and walked. She went the other way.?Is that what you want, Daddy? Huh!?? She was stroking me now like she was starting an engine. ?You want your little girl to suck your big cock??I pushed her face back on it, and she took it from there. Her jack-off hand worked a perfect rhythm with her mouth. This wasn?t going to take long.?Daddy?s gonna come, honey. You want it??She gurgled her approval and turned it on even faster.?Aaaagggghhhh, FUCK!! Drink it, baby! Drink it aaaaallllll?.!!?I never had a thing for blondes. Amy isn?t the first, but she?s the first in a while. Looking down at her hair, her face, seeing her so goddamned dedicated to sucking down all I gave her, I thought there?s nothing more beautiful in the world than her, right there, right now. She came off my cock with a smile made for morning blow jobs.?How was that? Daddy???No one, baby? no one in the world is as good as your last blow job.? We napped a while. Later, we sat across from each other at my kitchen table. I liked her. I liked how quickly she stopped pouting this morning and went with the moment. She might be twenty, but she can handle herself, this girl. I decided to see how much. She bit her toast and took a sip of coffee.?So tell me? who?s cock did you suck in there this morning???What? Yours. Come on! Was that another-??Mine? You sure???Hey!?She came around the table and sat on my lap.?I Girne Escort wanted to suck your cock, okay? I love your big, fat dick, okay??She kissed me deeply, sweetly. I let her, then pulled back.?It?s just? you woke up a little upset, and then???I thought we were just playing around in bed, with the ?Daddy? and all that. Were we???Sure. We were just playing around.?I nudged her off my lap and got up to refill my coffee. I walked around the table and sat down where she had been. The sun was coming in the window, shining right at her. Jesus, her tits! She wore one of my shirts, with all the buttons undone. The sunshine hit her right there in the chest. I?m a tit man, first, last, and always. You don?t get a scene like that one in your kitchen every day. You gotta pause and savor.?It was your cock I wanted to get hard. Did you like that???All that was great. In fact, I was impressed.?She smiled. ?You know I love to blow you.??Not that. I was impressed how you got over the morning-after blues so fast.??Oh.?She stopped smiling and reached for her coffee, which was in front of me now since we?d switched seats. I gave it to her. When she finished I handed her a piece of toast. She finished that. Then she laced her fingers together and leaned on her hands, looking at me.?I?m scared.?I fought off a big laugh and let out only a little one. She didn?t laugh back.?Of what? A fantasy???It?s not normal.??To fantasize? Sure it is.??About dads, about kids fucking their parents, brothers and sisters, all that incest shit???It?s more common than you think.??Then why haven?t I heard any of my friends tell me-??Tell you that they fucked their parents, or wanted to? That they give their brothers blow jobs? Because look how it freaked you out. They?d feel the same way, admitting that shit. They?re young. You?re young. Life takes a while.?She sat back in the chair and closed the shirt. She sat and thought for a minute. Moment of truth, number two. Would she reject all that? Would she try harder to learn something about herself??It was really fun last night.?I raised my coffee cup to her. A one-man toast.?I mean? I never came so many times, ever.??Or so hard. Ever.??Does it mean I really want to fu-??It means you have a normal imagination, and you?re not afraid of yourself. You?re like the rest of us.?