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DAD'S BIRTHDAY WISH

It was my father's birthday, and everyone gathered around to watch him blow out the candles. There were 39 candles, the last birthday cake with less than forty. I knew that he felt like it was a disaster, knowing that his next birthday would be the big "over the hill" type of thing.

But, I didn't think that way about my father. He was a great-looking guy, unlike a lot of men who let themselves got to pot and their bodies go to hell. He worked out, I guessed, and he looked like he could have any woman in the room, if he wanted them.

He blew out the candles, and winked at me as he made his wish. I wondered what the wish was. I stood there, deep in thought, wondering why he winked at me as he had made his birthday wish.

The party was a lot of fun, with everyone joking about how Dad was going to be over the hill and all that other innocuous shit. Dad wasn't that old at all, at least, he didn't seem old to me. I thought he was just about the hottest thing since chocolate.

As the guests all began to leave, there was only Mom, Dad, and me left at the party. We started cleaning up, and Dad helped. In the kitchen, I swatted him on his ass as he stood at the sink, and for some reason, I kept my hand where it was. He didn't move. He stood there and took a deep breath, and I could feel his firm buttocks beneath my hand.

He turned and looked me in the eyes. "It looks like my birthday wish might come true," he said.

Then I heard Mom walking toward the kitchen with another load of dishes, and I moved my hand away just in time.

I had no idea why I did that. It seemed like the obvious thing to do. I could remember how his ass felt beneath my hand, and it turned me on. His ass was firm, and I knew that he wasn't wearing anything under those shorts.

I could hardly wait to take a shower and get to bed on the hot August evening. I took a shower and began fingering my pussy, thinking about how firm and round Dad's butt had felt beneath my hand. I wondered how it felt in real life, and I wondered what it would feel like to hold his hard dick in my hand. I wondered what it would be like to hold onto his ass, and press on it as he thrust his fat, hard cock into my cunt!

I tried to figure out that strange remark he had made when I had grabbed his ass. Something about his birthday wish.

I finished playing with myself, fantasies of sucking and fucking Dad bringing me to a wild, electrifying orgasm in the shower. I got out and dried myself and threw on my robe.

It was still very hot, and I went downstairs to get something cold to drink. I found my father in the kitchen looking in the refrigerator.

"Still up?" I asked.

"I need something cold to drink," he said.

"Me, too, it's awfully hot."

He backed away from the refrigerator and I looked inside. "How about some orange juice?" I bent over and grabbed the plastic bottle of orange juice, and Dad reached over and put his muscular hand on my ass.

I didn't move away. I enjoyed the touch, the feel of his strong hand on my ass, squeezing and massaging my buttocks gently. I moved back, pressing my ass against his hand. "Oh, Dad," I said, "I love that."

I felt his hand let go of my ass, and suddenly, there was something else there --- I could feel the shape and hardness of his erect dick pressing against my ass. I felt a thrill of excitement run through me.

"Oh, God, Dad, that's amazing," I said, turning to face him. I could see the impression of his cock in his boxers. His hardon was pressing against the front of his boxers, and it was pushing them open. Inside, I could see the base of his hairy cock nestled amidst a forest of thick, dark hair.

I got on my knees, and by the light of the refrigerator, I reached into the opening of his shorts and pulled out his fat, hardening, veined cock. I was surprised at how big and fat his dick was. He wasn't circumcised, and the skin surrounding the head of his cock was pulled tightly across it, letting the wet, pink head of his cock poke out.

I wanted to see it all, though. I reached up to the elastic band of his boxers and tugged, pulling his briefs down to his ankles. His cock jerked up and slapped me in the face as I bent. His balls were enormous, big, heavy-hanging hairy orbs that screamed for attention.

I reached down and fingered my pussy under my nightie as I leaned forward and stuck out my tongue, pressing it against his hairy balls. They tasted slightly salty, and I loved the feel of his forest of hair against my tongue.

I moved my tongue to the shaft of his cock, licking it all the way to the hard tip. I reached up and peeled the foreskin of his cock back, then slipped the big, wet head of it into my mouth. I ran my tongue around the head of it, smearing the pre-ejaculate around. He moaned as I began to suck on it, and I took it all the way to the back of my throat.

I moved my hand to his balls and began massaging them, feeling the heavy, egg-shaped orbs inside.

"Oh, God, I love that," he moaned.

I sucked harder and faster, and his knees began to shake a little. Then, he reached down and took the back of my head and pulled me toward him, almost choking me on his giant dick. He groaned, and suddenly, my mouth was filled with his hot cum as his hard cock jerked in my mouth.

I swallowed most of it, but some of it dripped out of my mouth and ran down my chin, dripping onto the tiled floor of the kitchen.

I pulled my mouth away and looked up at him. He was staring right at my face. He reached down and pulled me up, and without saying a word, he moved me to the dinette set in the kitchen, where he lay me flat and lifted my legs, spreading them.

I saw his face disappear at my crotch, and suddenly, I could feel his tongue licking my cunt. It moved up and down the sides, and then he inserted it into me, fucking me with it. I had never experienced anything like that feeling in my entire life. I was too turned on to last very long, and my body shook in orgasm as I gasped.

Dad pulled his mouth away from me and stood there, looking down at my pussy, illuminated by the light of the refrigerator door that we had left open.

"Well," he said after a while, "it looks like I actually did get my birthday wish, after all."

"I sure hope I get my wish," I said, my breath coming in quick gasps.

"What's that?" he asked.

I spread my legs wider, and he moved forward, his hard cock pressing against my cunt.

I got my wish, too.

--- Melanie M., San Ysidro, CA

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