“Dad! Slow down. Slow down just a little.”
“What’s wrong, Jane! Am I hurting you?”
“You’re going to have a fucking heart attack… you’re fucking me like a wild man. Damn, it feels wonderful lets slow down for a few minutes and enjoy our first real fuck together.”
“You’re right, honey.” He chuckled, releasing her ass and maneuvering to cradled her again. “I’m only good for one anyway. After I ejaculate, it will nearly disappear. I’m a feeble old man both mentally and physically and acting like a dumb-ass virgin.”
It might have been short but her father’s cock was plenty thick and their moderate intercourse was beginning to have an effect, arousing Jane, once more. Jane loved to fuck! Don was experienced enough to recognize this and began to concentrate his efforts on placement of his shaft and penetration. With renewed enthusiasm, with the thought of giving his daughter a climax in missionary position, he was on his way to climbing the ladder himself. He would check himself until Jane came.
Jane was no longer “in” the moment, but “lost” in the moment. She had always thought that the length of a man’s cock was the moving factor. Never again would she believe that! But was it its thickness? Maybe it was just the lustful sexual intercourse of daughter and father that had her climbing the ladder.
Jane was getting the long, lustful fuck she desired. Don’s desire to make his daughter orgasm, his experience, the enjoyment, and his age kept him in check. The rhythm was on the slow side of moderate with the occasional hard stab. In addition, his thoughts, “what if her mother could see them now”.
Jane was teetering on the last rung of the ladder. Her moans transmitted that fact to her father, causing him to carefully increase his rhythm, releasing, ever so slightly, his own desire to own his daughters pussy.
Jane’s body stilled momentarily. Her moan was loud and animal like as her body quaked with orgasm. Don released his desire with a frantic race to completion. He moaned his own animal like moan of completion a few long moments after his daughter.
“Don! Don! Don! That was an unbelievably good first fuck!” Jane exclaimed with labored breath. “You know your stuff, guy! A real stud.”
Her vulgar description of their first true intercourse caused him to inwardly frown while her second comment sounded demeaning, leaving him disheartened. Had he not taught her all things sexual? He had to admit that they both had grown older and maybe a little cynical of their lives. The times that Joey had accompanied his mother, Joey had given him a sketchy picture of his mother’s life at home and her marriage to the longshoreman. He had vaguely hinted things to Joey. He found it hard to accept his daughter was bringing home strange men… sailors… but understood their older age. He knew her nature… she loved to fuck. Still, though a bit disillusioned, he maneuvered her over to her front and kissed her buttocks, biting them until she hollowed uncle. Who could blame him. He loved to fuck too.