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My White Daddy

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I was six year old when my Mother passed away. My father is an ex-GI stationed in the Philippines when he got my mother pregnant. He couldn't marry my mother when I was conceived because he's got a wife back in the States. I grew up without knowing anything about him. All I was told was my father is an American and he died in an accident at the base. Needless to say I was surprised when he re-surfaced after a year of my mother's death and told me I was coming with him in the US. My relatives who was taking care of me contacted him and the next thing I know I was on the plane to a foreign land. I do not remember much about my first meeting with my father. All I thought was this big white man was hugging me so tight that I felt like I'm enclosed in a warm fuzzy blanket with his hairy arms. Being half Asian, I've never seen anybody who's got this much hair , and the golden color was just fascinating. He's got the most beautiful face and eyes as blue as the ocean. He told me I will be living with him and he will raise me by himself. He just got divorced from his wife after my mothers death and had been trying to trace us for a while. It didn't take long for me to adjust to my new environment. After a couple of years I was speaking very good English thanks to my father. He gave me so much love and attention that I immediately felt comfortable with him. It is not easy to be a single father at a very young age (he was 29 at that time). It's almost like he's trying to make up for all the years that he's never been around me. We have a three bedroom house but I've always slept with him in his bed since I moved in. I remember crying on my first night in my bedroom and I guess he felt sorry for me, he took me in his bed and comforted me all night. For the next two years we were sleeping together in his bed. One evening he said he would be taking a bath after dinner to help him wind down. He went into the bathroom and closed the door after cleaning up the kitchen and I went to the living room to watch TV. After a few minutes I heard a quiet moaning sound coming from the bathroom. Curious of what's happening, I peeked in the key hole and I saw my fathers face with an expression I've never seen before. He was breathing heavily and grunting while the water was making some splashing noise..My nine year old dick was getting hard and my heart was pounding off my chest. I wanted to see more , but the keyhole is just too small. I stroked my dick while peeking at my father until he let out a moan. My body was so electrified that I didn't even feel myself letting out a sticky ooze. I immediately left and cleaned up before getting caught. From then on I'm obsessed on seeing my father's penis. I started noticing the difference of our bodies. I'm half white but my skin is much darker than his, and of course smoother compared to his Caucasian skin. I watched him very closely and enjoyed the sight of his manliness every time we go swimming in our pool. I always look forward to helping him apply tanning oil, he would always let me do it all over his body. He would always do the same thing to me, and for some reason, his skimpy trunks gets tighter after he's done with me. I know my prick is hard by the time his huge hands are done touching me and I'm sure he'd noticed that. He will just give me a sweet smile and a kiss and continue enjoying the pool. One Friday he got home a little later than usual and reeked of alcohol. He apologized for coming home late and went straight to the bedroom. He was under the sheets already when I got in the bedroom. I myself ready for bed and crawled in the sheet with him. I the middle of the night I had to get up and pee. When I got back in the bedroom, I noticed the sheets were hardly covering my father's body. I can see my father's gorgeous body and the huge tent on his lap in the dim lit bedroom. I decided it's now or never, I will pull the sheet down and finally see what I've been longing for. I slowly pulled the sheet and finally got it all off his body. His perfectly sculptured body is more beautiful than I've ever seen it. And his dick is as bigger than I thought. I feasted my eyes in this beautiful monstrosity, almost nine inches, huge lemon size head and big dangling sack of balls. This is it, I told myself I've gone this far and now I must touch it. I slowly put my little hand on top of it and see if he will react. No movement, this time I grabbed it gently like a pole and marveled in its beauty. The next thing I know he woke up and grabbed my hand saying "What the fu.."!Scared shitless, I ran away and went to the living room not knowing what to do. I was scared and tears were running down my cheeks. After a few minutes I heard him walking towards me, with a very gentle voice called my name. He slowly got closer to me and started telling me everything is all right. I came to him and he held me in his arms affectionately to stop me from crying. He started kissing my forehead telling me it's all right, and he's not mad. I looked at his beautiful face, and stared at his ocean blue eyes, and he kissed me again and again. This time I am kissing him back, his face, and his lips. I wanted to feel the warmth of his lips on my lips so I pressed it there a bit longer than usual. He parted his lips and slid his tongue in my mouth and it sent an electricity in my body. Net thing I know is I'm kissing my father passionately. I felt his dick growing in his shorts so I put my hand on it while we kiss. He asked me if I wanted to touch it again, and I said yes. I was so excited touching his dick and by the manly smell of it. I played with his low hanging balls and engorged head. I've never seen anything as beautiful in my life. I was putting my face closer to it so I can feel the warmth of it on my face, then my father told me I can kiss it if I want. I did, and progressed to licking it like a lollipop to putting it in my mouth. My father moaned, and it just made me more eager to give him pleasure. I saw a small amount of clear liquid oozing on the tip of his cock, and I lapped it like a little puppy. It was salty and good. He then pulled my face up and kissed me. He lifted me and carried me to the bedroom. After laying me in bed, he kissed me and licked my body all the way down to my stiff cock. He sucked my five inch hairless cock, and this time my head was spinning. Within a split second, he got my legs over my head and started licking my boy hole. It was like pushing the magic button that I started cumming on my chest and my face before I even know it. He kept on rimming me until I was drained, laid me back down, and cleaned my cock , chest and face by licking and eating my boy cream. He then said I must do the same thing to him. He bent over and asked me to get up and lick his ass. The smell was intoxicating, it's clean but with a manly distinct aroma. I licked my father hole while he stroked his massive equipment. I tried poking my tongue in the hole whenever I see it opening up and it got my young dick hard again. He turned around and stood at the edge of the bed, and I immediately grabbed his dick before he even asked me, like a hungry little boy. My father started to slide it in and out of my mouth and I tried to get it in as much as I could. The next thing I know was it was throbbing and spewing hot gooey liquid in my mouth. He was grunting like he did in the bathroom, only louder. My mouth was so full of his cum that it was tricking down my chin and coming out the side of my mouth. He realized I was having a hard time taking it all in, so he pulled his dick out right after he's done cumming and licked my face of the excess man milk. He lapped and cleaned it all up and kissed my lips. We kissed again passionately and embraced each other with love.