Daddy momentarily withdrew his stiff meat from her mouth and bent down and began lapping with his tongue on her clitoris as he continued to slide the artificial, humming cock inside her dripping love nest. She had come twice already and wan growing weaker. Soon it would be time for him to fuck her.
As thought he had read her mind, he asked, "You want it in your ass tonight while I fuck you?"
"Yes, Daddy," she moaned without even thinking, "but-but don't come inside my pussy unless you-you really want to. I'd rather you came in my mouth."
"All right, love," be said.
Daddy almost always din what she asked of him. Only a few times had he over-ruled her in his choice of orgasm. He carefully eased the cunt-slick vibrator up her asshole, then just as carefully, scooted around and eased his poker into her eager pussy. She felt the two stiff instruments – one flesh and the other plastic – probing her as they slid between either side of the thin partition of flesh that separated her two holes.
Now was the time she had to be careful. On several past occasions the combination of the two probers had caused her to pass out. Her pleasure plateau had reached such a level that she had simply blacked out in a state of near fitful bliss. She did not wish to pass out tonight. For one thing, she often missed, a final orgasm that she could only describe as Godlike in nature, and for another thing when she passed out it meant denying Daddy his own orgasm.
No, tonight she wanted to feel his sperm shoot into her mouth and swallow it. She had already had her share of climaxes and she longed to ingest his male fluid. Somehow, with her tummy full, she slept better, too, like a child after a late snack. Mainly, though, she had learned that Daddy liked her to swallow his come. To him, it seemed to represent the ultimate act, the final and most loving thing she could do for him. She had told him again and again that she actually liked to swallow his sperm, but no matter how sincerely she had explained he still thought of it as a favor to him, a kind of sacrifice.
The buzzing instrument continued its mission deep inside her as her father's tongue stabbed at her clitoris. It was odd that she had enjoyed swallowing her Daddy's sperm from the very beginning. Maybe it was a kind of sacrifice on her part. But if it was it was unconscious. Because she really liked to swallow his come, really liked it when it came shooting out and he groaned and held her head hard as she took all the love juice down into her stomach. She had often told him she would suck him off as many times every day as he wanted her to, but he didn't to believe her. "A hundred times a day," she'd told him, but he'd only smiled as though not really believing her. Maybe he wanted to think of it as something special. She didn't know.
It did puzzle her that she liked to swallow come. She had even liked swallowing Gil Turner's load. Really. The only thing was that Gil Turner drank a lot and she had detected a faint flavor of alcohol in his sperm the thought she had sucked him off. That had really surprised her. She had had no idea that alcohol could even affect the way a man's sperm tasted.
Another thing that surprised her was that a lot of girls didn't like to swallow sperm. She had talked to a few girls and their opinions on the matter ranged from not even putting a man's cock in their mouths to it's okay to suck a cock as long as the guy doesn't come that way. Then there were some girls who didn't mind a man coming in their mouths but they would always spit it into a Kleenex or run to the bathroom and get rid of it. Sherry didn't understand this at all. She'd even talked to one girl who had practiced swallowing raw eggs for a long time so that she could be able to swallow her boyfriend's come and make him happy. But it had taken her weeks to be able to take her boyfriend's whole load down without gagging. That had really surprised Sherry. She guessed that they hadn't been as lucky as she was. Their daddies had never made love to them and taught them all the good things about sex. Yes, they didn't know what they were missing, she'd thought, although she hadn't breathed a word about having sex with her Daddy to them because it was a secret.
Now Sherry reached her fourth orgasm and she very nearly passed out. She somehow managed to stay conscious even though a million pinpricks of delight stabbed at her body. She pushed at her Daddy's head, indicating that she had finished and he stopped licking and withdrew the vibrators. Then she curled up with the head of big hard-on inside her mouth and rested herself until she could gain the necessary strength to begin sucking him off. Even though she felt totally spent, she toyed with his balls and twirled her tongue around the end of his prick to keep it nice and hard until she was ready to begin working on him. She could hardly wait to give him the best blow job of his life. She wanted to hear him grunt as he sat up on her chest and slammed his ramrod deep into her throat. She loved it when he fucked her mouth that way because she knew he liked to watch his own stiff prick slide in and out of her mouth and talk to her about shooting his load there and her swallowing it. He always talked to her about giving her dessert – that her dessert was coming pretty soon, and he referred to his cock as her very own vanilla ice cream cone. He liked to hear her grunt and hear her muffled replies as she tried to answer his questions while he talked to her and fucked her mouth.