My Dream With Dad Finally Came True.
We were on a camping trip and I saw him changing swim trunks inside a tent. I was sitting outside in a chair and the tent flap was open. My eyes almost popped out of my head when I saw him from the waist down,his cock swinging back and forth as he changed into boxers,
One Saturday morning when mom was working, I fixed coffee and bagels and went down and knocked on dad's door. I opened the door a few inches and told dad breakfast was ready. He thanked me and said he'd be right down. I stood there for a moment peeping in the cracked door. When dad kicked off the sheet and stood up, he was completely naked. I just stared with a lump in my throat as his big cock started to swell as he scratched himself. At that age, I thought the thing was huge.
After that I was always focused on my dads cock, I was fascinated by the way it moved around in his boxers as he walked around in the morning. I would lay in bed and masturbate dreaming that I was playing with my dad's cock.
Now I'm a mature woman, married with kids but I never forgot my dream of holding my dad's hard cock in my hand.
My dad was a football player and was a HS coach for years. About 5 years ago Dad had a hip replacement and was bedridden for several weeks. My mom asked me to come over a few times to look after dad while she ran errands etc. She would give me instructions about his meds and this and that. She also told me he needed a have a sponge bath. She hated to ask ,but she said dad had been a real handful lately and she needed help.
So I went in to ask dad if he wanted a sponge bath and he said he love to clean up a little. I got a pan of warm water and began to wash his face and chest. When I pulled down the sheet below his waist my dad was naked. I kinda gasped and he said not wearing underwear made it easy to use the bedpan. He put his hand over his privates and I washed his legs and feet. I started to think about when I was a kid and I told him it was time to do the rest.
He put his hands behind his head and just laid back as I started to wash between his legs. The more I washed, the bigger dad's cock began to grow. Dad was in his mid 50s, but his cock was just as beautiful as when I was a kid. I jokingly asked dad if he was enjoying himself and he grinned said "absolutlely", Dad's cock was hard as a rock and standing straight up as I slowly stroked. I could feel it pulse in my hand as I stoked the length of it. " Slow down,Honey" he said, but it was too late and he twitched and pumped 3-4 streams of cum up on his belly.
I slowly stroked him gently and the last few drops dribbled out in my hand. I cleaned him up and after covering him back up, he whispered " Please don't say anything about this to your Mom" Why would I, I realized that this was the dream of my youth coming true for God's sake.
in a few days, my mom asked me if I could come over and sit with dad again. I couldn't wait to get there. I think I knew what she meant by dad being a " handful"....LOL.
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