Mother's Proxy

My brother's eyes widened in surprise but he didn't deny it, he almost boasted “Yeah, we been doing it for a while now.”

“What happens when she won't let you or is on the rag or something, do you jack off or anything? I mean if you don't get off somehow do your nuts hurt?”

My brother studied me intently for a few moments, I could see the wise-assed remarks forming in his mind but then he stated normally, 'Yeah, when a guy starts getting horny and he can't screw or jerk it, his balls start hurting, sometimes almost so he can't walk.” 

“Everybody?”

“I think so, at least that's what I hear in school when some guy can’t get any.”

“Mom is probably too sick to have sex with dad, do you think he could hurt too, or is he too old?”

My brother stared at me briefly, “I don't know if there is an age limit on pressurized nuts.” He was looking puzzled when I turned and left his room. 

I couldn't get my mom's request out of my head. I spent the next three days deep in memories and thought about my father. That I loved him was never in question, that I loved him enough to fuck him was. I didn't avoid my mother but I also didn't talk to her. There was a wall between us, one I wasn't ready to get around. Every time I was in the same room with my family I watched him. At first he was dad but I stopped thinking of him as my parent and concentrated on seeing him as a man and in few days I began to see him with my mother's eyes. I'm not sure when my focus changed but I caught myself staring at the form of his ass or bulge of the manhood behind his pants, not just once, but with increasing regularity. 

It was after midnight when I heard bare feet in the hall. Brian was out, mom didn't walk like that so I knew it was dad. I heard the hall bathroom door close and wondered why he would go there, my parents room had an adjoining bathroom. Then it dawned on me, he wanted more privacy, he didn't want mom to hear what he was doing. An image flashed in my mind; his erection in his hand while he pumped it dry, emptying his balls. My heart started slamming, I flushed with adrenaline as I got out of bed. My mind was a void, in a blank zone when I walked softly from my room to the hall. I opened the bathroom door quietly and saw him standing in front of the bowl with his underwear riding on his ankles, his ass was prominent in my vision. Dads right arm was moving rapidly and I knew what he was doing. I stepped to his side and reached for his hard-on. 

When my fingers touched him dad jerked his eyes open and moved away from me, “Oh my god Renee, get out of here!” 

His words snapped me back to reality but rather than flee, I looked him in the eyes boldly and said “Not yet daddy, there's something I have to do.” I reached for his cock again and started stroking it with my finger tips. It was as hard as the three boys I had fucked. I stepped close to him, laid my head on his chest then started pulling it. I heard him groan softly then his right arm went around my waist. We held each other loosely while I fondled his erection. All of a sudden he cramped, gasped, then convulsed. The streams of cum gushing from the end of his cock coated my hand and dripped to the floor. When he stopped quivering I stepped away, avoiding his eyes I wiped my hand on my gown then hurried back to my room. 

I couldn't sleep. I was ashamed of what I’d done. I was thrilled at what I’d done. The shape and size of my father's erection lingered on my fingertips, I studied the large wet spot on my nightgown. I wondered if I could do that again.

Dad avoided me the next morning, as soon as I walked into the kitchen for breakfast he grabbed his coffee and hurried from the room. Mom watched him carefully then turned her head to me. “He's embarrassed about last night but I know he is a lot less tense. What you did was the best thing for him, thank you.”

I wasn't as timid as I thought I might be, “How do you know what I did?” 

“I heard you when you left your room then stood by the bathroom door until I heard him finish. I think you used your hand or your mouth because I didn't hear sex.” 

“I didn't want him to hurt any more momma, so I helped him.” 

“How much do you want to help him Renee, how far could you go to ease my mind and his tension?”

“Do you still think I should go all the way?”

My mother rested a weak hand on my arm, “Yes, please fuck your father, do it for both of us.” I didn't run from my mother that time, I went to the front room to think more about her plea. 

Two nights later I made the decision. Mom took her medicines then went to bed about 9:30, Brian was out with Angel so my father and I were alone and I noticed the hesitation or embarrassment to be near me no longer bothered him. It was as if I’d never touched him or he'd gotten over it. He was watching Tommy Lee Jones playing housemaid to a bunch of teenage cheerleaders when I left to change into something more comfortable. When I came back I stepped to face him, blocking his view of the TV. “Daddy?” 

His eyes widened in surprised then moved from my face, down my body then back to look into my eyes. I was wearing a black satin slip that came to no more than a couple of inches below my crotch and nothing else. Dad's eyes dropped to my groin, his gaze tickled my skin has he took in the view of what I was offering. It was apparent he was unsure of what I had on my mind, “What is it baby?”

“Stand up.”

He looked at me then stood from the couch. I reached for his belt and began to open it. Dad's left hand grabbed mine to stop what I was doing but I shook it off then pulled the zipper to its stop. When his pants flapped open I grabbed them on each side and pulled them down. He started to shake “Renee ----” but I cut him off by stepping close to him, pushing a hand into his briefs and putting my mouth over his. I kissed him as if he were a boy I was about to fuck while I gripped his cock, it was growing rapidly in my hand as I stroked it. He put his hands on my shoulders and pushed me back slightly and looked at me the repeated “Renee” but I didn't want to talk or explain. I'd been working up to seducing my father for hours and I was ready to take him to the limit so I kissed him again. He stopped resisting and his hands went around my back then under the short slip to discover I wasn’t wearing panties. He felt down the curve of my ass then began stroke the crack of my butt while I squeezed his erection. 

I'd been thinking about fucking my father for two days so I didn't need a lot of foreplay or clumsy fumbling, I was wet and ready. When I felt he was fully aroused I stepped away, took his right hand then led him to my room, he left his pants in a pile in the front room. At the bed I turned to face him, then went to my back, my legs were hanging over the edge of the mattress. Dad stepped between my thighs then with no hesitation or apprehension, pushed his hot, throbbing muscle into me until our groins slapped. 

Every time I thought about my mother's request I wondered how I would feel; what I would think, what I might become if I screwed my father. For days I brooded over the questions but anticipation and desire soon overcame my worries. As I laid there and felt his cock slipping in and out of my pussy I knew what I was doing was right. Right for dad, right for mom and every time his stomach rubbed on mine even more right for me. I was getting hotter, more turned on. My stomach vibrated with thrills every time he pushed deep, I began to gulp for air as my body burned up oxygen with mounting pleasure. I lifted my feet from the floor and wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled him tighter while he fucked me. My dad grabbed my hips and held me close while our groins collided. In the back of my mind I knew I was getting better fucked by my forty something father than any of the three teen boys I'd screwed. 

Dad gripped my hips tight then began to convulse, deep moans were forced from his lungs as his body cramped each time he pulsed a shot of cum into my womb. When the cramps began he was watching me but after the second gush his eyes rolled up just before he shut them. He came in long, wrenching surges, six times before he relaxed. 

I was quiet, he was still between my legs. He pulled back and his cock slipped slowly and deliciously from me then I felt his discharge seep from my hole down the crack of my butt. He almost fell to the bed then pulled me up to lie next to him. His lips caressed my cheek “I love you Renee, I won't ever be able to tell how much you mean to me right now.”

I smiled into his eyes boldly, “You don't have too daddy, I can feel what I mean to you right now, it's dripping down my ass.” 

He grinned, chuckled and kissed me quickly on the lips. Dad felt between my legs, caressing the lips of my cunt then put two fingertips into the pocket where my clit hides. He pushed then tickled my button which had an immediate effect. I gasped, twitched my hips and clamped my hand over his arm so he couldn't move it. 

For the next few minutes I didn't move while my father massaged my clit and fingered me to an orgasm. He built the pressure in my womb swiftly and expertly until I arched off the bed and cried out my release. When I was done vibrating I saw that he had grown another hard-on so I grabbed his shoulder and pulled him over and into place between my thighs. He pushed into me and we started another round of hot fucking, gasping and orgasms. 

I managed to find enough energy to get off the bed to clean up. When I stepped into the hall I saw my mother standing in her bedroom door, I felt a surge of panic as she watched me. When I got close she reached out and grabbed my are then pulled me into a hug “Thank you Renee, you have no idea what this means to me, now I know you love me and would do anything to show that. I can move on, knowing that your dad will be in good hands and between good legs until he finds another woman.” 

I was reassured by her words “I liked it momma, he did a good job of fucking me, do you remember what he feels like, do you want me to tell what we did?” 

She caressed my cheek then stroked my hair “Not now, maybe tomorrow after he goes to work. Right now you'd better go back because it only takes him about fifteen minutes to get ready for a long session. Go fuck your father again, he has awesome stamina, he is magnificent the third time in a night.” She turned away and shuffled back to her own bed. 

When I went back to the room the first thing I did was pull the black satin slip off and let my father look at all of me. His eyes filled with the vision of his naked, well formed daughter while his cock filled with more hot blood. I pushed him to his back then swung a leg over his lap so the hot swollen lips of my vagina were kissing the head of his erection. I rocked my body slightly, tickling the end of his hard-on then slowly eased down. He penetrated me slow inch by erotic inch while watching my eyes. When I had him as far in me as he could get we began to roll our bodies, undulating against each other. I was filled with awe that I could get so fucking turned on by him, that what we were doing could feel so good. Dad pulled me down until I was lying on him, our stomachs rubbing, my breasts flattened on his chest. He put his hands on my ass, grabbed me tight then started screwing me in earnest, taking me on a flight of pleasure and rapture I had never before experienced. 

I had my next orgasm only a few minutes after we started. When I stopped quivering he rolled us over until I was tucked under him and he continued to fuck me without pause. My three boyfriends had never been able to get me off without blowing their nuts so when I climaxed and he didn't my heart swelled with even more joy as his unceasing movement in and out of my pussy started building more pressure in my womb. I couldn't breathe, I needed more air but he was not giving me a chance to catch a breath as he continued to slide in, down and deep then pull up until the head of his cock was the only contact between us, Time froze still, time flew by, time had no definition as my body reached it's boiling point. I heard a girl cry out her passion somewhere in my room, I felt the long hard muscle between my legs cramping then again my cunt overflowed with his discharge. My father moved me up the bed inches each time his balls pulsed. He pumped me so full with cum my womb swelled to overflowing. 

He fell limply to my side and we lay still forever, sweating, cooling off. Eventually I got off the bed then tugged him up “You can't stay here, you have to go back to momma, she's waiting for you.” 

“I know sweetheart, I'll go as soon as my nuts stop shaking.” He looked at me softly, lovingly, “I haven't gotten laid in a long time girl, I may need to come back, but we'll have to be careful.”

“You can come back every night if that's what it takes and let me worry about being careful, just know we can do this until mom is better and can fuck you. Think about that, every night with a hot teen aged girl, if that keeps you interested, I'll be right here and I won't just use my body or my hand, I promised mom.” That was a promise I intended to keep. I sat on the bed next to him and picked up his half hard cock, stroking it softly “I love you daddy.”