Imagining

"Sure dad," I said. His hands reached down and grabbed my cock. His touch sent shivers through my body.

"Imagine that I am your mom," he repeated.

I groaned in pleasure. I imagined my mom taking hold of my cock and stroking it. I felt the heat of her hand as she ran her fingers over the head of my cock. Her other hand reached down and squeezed my balls, and I moaned louder.

"That's right, son," he said. "Your mom is getting ready to suck your cock like a good girl. Now, I want you to picture yourself getting a nice blowjob from me, your dad, but also I will be your mom."

I moaned again. As my fantasy shifted, I pictured my mother's mouth wrapped around my cock as she took it into her hot mouth. I pictured her sucking it as if it was her favorite thing to do, and then began to imagine her taking it inside her pussy.

"I want to fuck mom's pussy," I told my dad.

"You want to fuck your mom's pussy?" he asked.

"Yes," I moaned. "I want to fuck her so bad, dad."

"Oh yeah?" he asked.

"Yes," I said.

"How about you fuck my ass instead?" he asked.

I gasped. I hadn't expected that. I certainly wasn't against it, but I would never have imagined it. But as I got hard thinking about it, I realized that dad was a good substitute. I he wanted to be a slut for me, I wanted to fuck him.

"If your ass is the same as moms cunt," I told my dad, "I will fuck it for you any day."

He smiled. I could tell that he loved the idea too, and he quickly moved over to sit next to me. He pulled off his dress and slid down so that he was kneeling on the floor.

"I'm a better woman than your mom." my dad said.