Fuck your dad… sort of

"Wait here." You tell him.

Returning to the bathroom, you bring out the cock ring. Quickly rehardening, you slip it on, and focus on your hand. Soon enough, your dick appears in your palm, as if you are holding it. You return to see your dad sitting on his bed, head in his hands. He hasn't bothered to redress, sitting only covered by a towel around his waist. You almost feel sorry for him.

"Alright Dad, so you like cock, do you?" You ask, feeling powerful.

"No, no I don't!" He cries, looking up desperately.

When his eyes come in contact with your dick, his own pole begins to salute.

"Bullshit, your getting hard at a fucking dildo!" You yell at him, waving around the rod in your hand.

"Please, John, don't tell anyone." He begins begging again, "I've done nothing like this before. I haven't even looked at a man, let alone his dong and then today… something came over me…"

He'd risen off the bed, his towel now only hanging by his hard wood, and was approaching you. More specifically, he was approaching your dick.

"Tell me dad, do you want this dick?" You ask, holding it up.

"Yes…" he whispers.

"Well, if you want to keep my mouth shut, you better kneel on that bed, and show me that arse of yours."

With a pained look in his eyes, your dad heads towards the bed, and follows what you said. Approaching him, you trace his hole with your finger. Pushing it in, you hear him gasp, tensing at the intrusion. You proceeded to work his hole a little, loosening it up. You held off licking his arse, you'd save that for another time. After working his hole for a little, you prepared for the main event.

"Alright dad, I'd say get ready but, you just had it about half an hour ago!" You taunt.

You take your cock, still on your hand, and slowly edge it into your dad's hole. Despite already having a go at your tool twice this evening, his arse was still incredibly tight. You could hear him trying to pace his breathing, but despite him, he began to push back. After all, he was compelled to pleasure you.

"Oh you dirty slut!" You cried, grinning wider than ever, "You really do want this don't you!"

"Ugh, no!" He grunted, wiggling a little in his place.

It didn't take long before he was down to your fingertips, and retracting. He began to rock on your cock, fucking himself for the third time tonight. You helped, matching your thrusts up with his movements. You could feel his hole clenching then relaxing around your cock, stimulating it. You began to turn it in arse, hitting new spots to try edge him closer to his own humiliating orgasm. You heard his gasp, followed by a lustful groan as you struck his prostate. Keeping position, you started thrusting your hand against his hole, making your cock pole his hole and stab his g-spot. Your father moaned, moving along with the cock. Soon enough, he erupted, spilling his baby batter across the sheets. You quickly remove the cock from his arse, sensing your own eruption. Removing the ring, you pull down your now tenting pants and begin flogging your cock until you coat your dads face with cum. After riding out your orgasm, you look to see a look of humiliation on your father's cum soaked face.

"You can clean up," you tell him, making your way to the door, "but I'm not done with you yet."