My Dream about dad

100% fiction!

He always comes like this. Always the same time, always the same way, sneaks up into my bed and acts like this is normal, like this is just one of those things people do. There is no remorse on his face. No fear. Never was. Not even when he came in here the first time. I’m older now, but back then I was 18 years old and he frightened me. When he tried to shove inside me the first time, it hurt, everything just hurt but then it got better with time. I mean, it still hurts but not in the way you think. I’ve been waiting, waiting so long for this and now, he’s here, he’s finally here and he can come to me.

He moves the covers aside, slips into my bed and I am on my stomach, pretending to be asleep and I think he knows it, knows I wait for him.

I’m not wearing any clothes. What’s the point? He’s going to make me take them off anyway. When he gets on top of me, I can tell he’s not wearing any clothes either. He’s taken them off and they’re probably lying on the floor next to my bed right about now. I feel his cock, pressing into my naked body from behind, and it’s hard, so hard it feels like it might hurt me and it does, hurts like a bone pressing into my back. His weight is on me, squashing me into the bed and I feel his erection again, feel it over the crack of my ass and it feels nice, feels right, and makes me so horny I have a boner of my own hiding away underneath my body.

I pretend I have just woken up and stir. “dad?”
He presses his body harder into mine. “Sammy.”
I go quiet.
There’s no need to talk.

His hand reaches between my legs, opening me up and I spread wide because the heat between my thighs has been growing ever since I felt his cock.
“That’s it Sammy,” he croons. “Show Daddy what a big slut you are. Show me how much you need Daddy’s cock, Sammy.”

My body shivers when his fingers trace the skin on my thighs and go over my scrotum, lightly grazing my balls and I just want it, want him inside me, want him to fuck me and make me come and the need is so intense I can barely think. I almost shriek when his finger opens up my crack and slides into my hole, and its slick with his spit. “Daddy,” I gasp. “Please…more…”

“You need more Sammy?” he says, and right that instant the finger goes in deep. “How much more? Tell me.”
“More. Fuck! Daddy, please, more!”

And the warm heat that had settled in my groin has now become a sweet pleasure and its searing and burning and hot in my balls and the deeper his fingers go the crazier the need makes me. “Oh fuck, please!”
“Please what Sammy? Please stop?”

“No,” I say and even the thought is devastating. “Please keep going. Need it. So bad.”
“You’re such a whore, Sammy. But Daddy loves his little whore.”
“love you too. So much.”

His fingers are touching someplace inside me that makes every feeling better by a million times. I can’t think straight, can’t even think of anything else but release he hits that spot. My cock is aching, hurting with so much blood in it. I want to let go, need him to help me, help me come.
“Please Daddy, more–”

He knows what I mean then, and he takes the finger out, and I feel his cock, the tip waiting and wet along my crack. “Is this what you need Sammy? Do you need Daddy’s cock?”
“Yes Daddy, please,” I say wanton, needy. “Please I need your cock inside me.”

I cry when he pushes the tip inside my hole, and it hurts. It always hurts but then the pain morphs into that strange feeling, the feeling I have been craving for. The need to feel him inside me, a part of me. I clench the sheets into my fists partly because it still hurts and but also because it feels good and I don’t even know how that is possible but it is and I am pressing my dick into the mattress, trying to create some friction because I need to come, I fucking need to come–

His hand wrenches my hair and a cry escapes my throat again. “I’m going to come inside you Sammy. I know you want me to. You want me to fill that hole with my cum don’t you? Will you lick it off when I’m done Sammy? Will you put your little mouth on my dick and lick my cum off like a little slut?”

“Yes Daddy. Fuck!”
“You know you’re my little slut don’t you?”
“I’m your little slut Daddy, I want to be your little slut, please make me.”
“You’ll do anything to please me won’t you?”
“Anything Daddy, I’ll do anything just please don’t stop!"

His cock still thrusting inside me, he lets go of my hair and slides his hand over the front of my body. I can’t help but raise my hips a little so he can reach my cock. When his hands starts to tug it, that’s it, that’s all I need, all I’ve been waiting for. This, his hand on my cock and his cock filling me, hurting me and a part of me wants to stay like this forever because it is just so delicious and I want it so bad and another part just wants release because I’m pretty sure my balls are going to explode if I don’t. “Daddy, make me come, Daddy, please make me come!”

His hand tightens around my shaft and this time I really do explode, only it’s not my balls. It’s my dick, exploding in cum from his cock so deep inside my hole. I have spilled all over his hand and he is milking it and I feel like I’m not even on this earth anymore. I don’t know if it’s the fact that I came and clenched the muscles in my asshole or if he’s been timing it but he comes then too.

I swear I can feel him just exploding inside my fuck-hole, and his semen starts leaking over my ass and scrotum, and I think I might be horny again already.
We just stay there like this, his dick shriveled up on my back and his spunk and my own cum making me sticky all over. And then he starts to get up and I know this is it. I won’t see him again until he feels the urge, until he gets the chance to fuck me again. But I can hope, I can hope it will be sooner than later, and I can wait.

I can wait all my life for him.
I feel him kissing my head. “I love you baby,” he whispers. “Sweet dreams.”
I feel spent, exhausted. “Love you, Daddy.”

I hear him leave and close the door. I don’t want to move. I want to stay like this, filthy from his cum, sweaty and aching. I don’t ever want to wash him off me, don’t ever want to lose the feeling of him inside me, don’t want to–
Something hurts.

Not in my ass or my balls this time but my chest.
And I start crying.
I don’t even know why.