The following fictional story is being reposted by Mr Double. If you are the author of this story and would like to receive proper recognition (an Author's Page at my website), contact me at mrdouble@ix.netcom.com. From marty@ramlink.net Thu Jan 11 07:35:53 1996 Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories Subject: Daddy Makes On Me/ mf ws incest From: marty@ramlink.net (Radioman) Date: Thu, 11 Jan 1996 08:35:53 -0500 ======================================================== The following story is for the entertainment of adults only. Do not read, download or otherwise process in violation of your area's local laws. Entire contents of this file Copyright 1995 by Radioman. All rights reserved. ======================================================== Daddy Makes On Me by Radioman My daddy pees on me and I like it. Sometimes I even beg him to whip out his big dick and take a leak right on my face. How did I get this perverted, some people may wonder? Well, it all started last year when my father and I went on vacation to the Jersey shore. We shared a room because we didnıt have enough money for separate quarters. My being a well-developed 18 year-old blonde shouldn't have been a problem. After all, he was my father and we had rented a suite with a bedroom. He would use that while I slept on a roll-away bed in the living room. We checked in and found to our surprise that the suite assigned to us had a heart-shaped bathtub right in the middle of the living room. Iıd heard about these things from friends who went to the Poconos, but Iıd never seen one. Little did I know how much trouble I would get into while luxuriating in it. The day after we arrived my father went for a walk down the boardwalk to the next town to check out a bar heıd heard about from a friend. I did some swimming and, to be honest, some trolling for cute lifeguards. One big hunk really made me pussy juice up. It was too bad that he already had a girlfriend. Frustrated and covered with salt water, I came back to the suite and decided to take a bath. I ran the water and stripped out of my bikini. In the mirror over the dresser I could see my foxy little body. My tits are real bouncy and many a man has drooled his saliva over my pencil-eraser nipples. So there I was, lying in the water and feeling real horny. I started massaging my clit, hoping for a big cum. That lifeguardıs little bathing suit had burned itself in my brain and I kept thinking about taking it off without using my hands. I was all worked up and ready to cum when suddenly my father walks out of the bedroom. Heıd been there the whole time! There I am with my tongue hanging out and my hand splashing away at my cunt and my own father sees me. I could have died on the spot. ³Sally!,² he shouted, ³what the hell is going on here? What are you doing?² He sounded furious, which, considering I was only jerking off, seemed too severe a reaction. ³Iım sorry. Itıs just that . . .² How could I explain this? ³Itıs just that youıre a little slut,² he answered for me. ³A whore. A fingerfucking cunt just like your mother.² He was livid as he dragged up memories of my mother, a cold bitch who abandoned us when I was five. I also realized that he was drunk and Daddy does not hold his liquor well on the rare occasions when he has a few. He kept screaming obscenities and insults at me. Could they hear us in the next room? This was so embarrassing. ³I oughta take you over my lap. I oughta beat you black and blue. You little pig. Rubbing your cunt like that right in our room.² He stumbled toward me as he raved and ranted. I just stayed in the tub hoping that the soapy water covered my tits and pussy because I knew if he saw them he'd get even madder. When he got up close to the tub Daddy did the most insane thing I've ever seen. He opened his fly and whipped out his cock and started peeing on me. ³Stop, stop,² I screamed. ³What are you doing?² His stream was going all over my face and hair, dripping down into the bath water. ³A little jerk-off whore like you deserves to be peed on. Take this and like it.² He grabbed my head and pissed right onto my closed mouth. I couldn't breath, so I had to open my lips for some air. A thick stream of urine blasted right in and I had to swallow it. To my amazement it was delicious, a saltytreat for my palate. I was instantly hooked. ³More, more, piss on me some more,² I begged. He ran his endless stream over my face. I began masturbating furiously. Now all he yelled was encouragement. ³Frig that clit. Comın you little piss whore. Let me see you come. You wanna come, donıt you?² ³Yes, yes, Daddy. Help me come.² I stood up in the tub. He was smart enough to aim his piss right at my cunt as I diddled my clit shamelessly for him. The warm urine went all over my hands and into my pussy, getting me off almost instantly. My hips bucked from the force of my orgasm and I had to sit back in the pissy water to avoid falling down. All his piss was out by now and I knew what he needed to cap this off. ³Come here,² I ordered. He looked horrified at what he had done in his drunken rage, but he moved in close anyway. I took his prick in my hand and it got hard almost instantly. I pulled him close and began tounging his pissy penis. It was flavored by his delicious urine. Gobbling him down my well-practiced throat, I made him come in a minute. He must have been incredibly horny. I swallowed his love juice into my stomach where it mixed with his tangy piss. ³Oh, baby, Iım so sorry,² he said, hugging me. I told him not to worry about it, that this was just the beginning of our piss life together. And it was. - 30 - --