Hello I dare to share my story for taboolatino.com and share my story and photos with my beautiful pregnant pancita in this great community so I'll start...
About a few months ago, while reviewing my social media accounts, I thought of searching for him with the little information I had about him. At that time, I knew he had gone to the U.S.A., where he got married and had children, fortunately due to his uncommon last name, I didn't have any problems finding him and despite seeing that he was already a 50-year-old man, I could recognize those eyes that always mesmerized me since childhood. Now he has a few extra pounds and wears a black beard with several gray hairs. As soon as I saw him, I knew it was him. A strange emotion ran through my body in a way I had never felt before. Of course, I didn't hold any grudges against him; instead, I had 1000 questions for him. I immediately wrote him a message, saying only Hello. Two days passed and he left me on seen and I was feeling anxious, checking every now and then to see if there was a response, confessing that I began to get annoyed and was thinking of sending him another message to reproach him for all these years he wasn't with me. When suddenly, upon opening my Facebook, I noticed that he had responded with the following: Hello, I have no idea who you are, but with all respect, permit me to tell you that you're beautiful, you have the most lovely eyes I've ever seen. This left me confused, as I felt an unusual excitement despite knowing it was my father. It was then that I wrote him giving him information about my mother and the school where they were, telling him that I was that baby my mother carried in her womb 32 years ago when they decided not to cause each other any harm or live together, I told him I didn't hold any grudges but wanted to know him, that was all I asked for. Then he apologized and from then on he kept in touch with me through calls, video chats, messages, and even gift and money sends. Without wanting it, I felt very attracted to him, to the point of thinking about him when my husband made love to me. After two months of being like that, he finally decided to come to Mexico to meet me, I remember he would arrive at night in my city, My mother who wasn't very convinced that she would take care of my kids and it was my husband who took me to meet him at the hotel where he would be staying, on the way my husband felt intrigued when he saw I had 'luggage' and I told my husband I had many questions to ask him, that's why I thought I'd spend the night in the hotel and we had agreed for this that he would rent me another suite, although I wasn't very agreeable he accepted saying he didn't know him but I felt like I knew him all my life. When I saw him in the hotel lobby he gave me a warm hug, he looked as nervous as I did, I introduced him to my husband and then we parted ways as soon as possible, he told us we could go to the hotel restaurant to see what they had and chat, I felt my face hot, flushed and my pussy all wet, he took my hand and carried my suitcase and told me while carrying it to his room that he hadn't resolved the issue with the other room yet but his had two beds just in case. I said it was fine and we headed to the restaurant and he ordered a light dinner and I wanted a couple of beers to 'relax', He talked to me again about being five years divorced, this time I asked if he was seeing someone, he told me no currently that he was busy with work and apart from that hadn't found a woman who met his expectations, I felt happy about that and told him I hoped he would find the right woman soon. Time passed, we laughed so much, held hands and he kept telling me how pretty I was, that his other two daughters were too but that I had something special. I interrupted saying it was already late, we should go to bed, he said let's get my suitcase for my room, I told him yes and followed him to the suite, he asked me to wait a moment while he went to the bathroom, didn't close the sliding door very well and I caught a glimpse of him reflected in the mirror while doing his thing, he had his cock out and it was hard, so I realized that I wasn't the only horny one at that moment, I felt even hotter when I saw him like that, although it wasn't as big as my husband's, it was quite thick and appetizing, it took a little while to pee due to the firmness of his member and he didn't realize I was enjoying looking at it, I felt my face more flushed and hot than ever, and a tingling sensation that ran all the way down to my wet pussy. When he left, he said: -Let's go! I took him by the arm and put myself in front of him to hug him, wrapped my hands around his neck and he wrapped his arms around my waist, he said You smell delicious baby, I smiled at him and he said. -The first time I saw your photo in that message you sent me, I didn't know you were my daughter, I looked at you and looked at you in those photos with that beautiful smile of yours and I felt in love with that face and those eyes (I remained silent listening to him without letting go of him or him of me, he continued talking.), Forgive me for not being with you during all these years and missing out on your smile, and I want you to know that I LOVE YOU -I LOVE YOU TOO (I replied), and what you felt when you saw my photo, I think I felt it as a little girl many times when looking at yours. After finishing saying this, he pulled me towards him and started kissing me and I responded with delayed enthusiasm, only pulling his mouth away from mine to say I love you so much baby, I desire you, and I would answer. And I, pussy. I was wearing a black skirt and black stockings and heels that defined my legs well, and on top of it a little jacket that accentuated my figure, he started undressing me and was surprised when he saw that underneath I was wearing lingerie, as if I had been prepared and ready to give myself to him, that after taking off my decent woman's clothes, in front of him wasn't his daughter, but a slut who incited him to take me like a woman, it was a corset that unbuttoned from the bottom, he took me towards the bed and I sat down and he said I pulled myself to the edge of the bed, he got down on his knees and I unbuttoned and he started eating my pussy with desperation, I was going crazy from pleasure and the more I moaned, his tongue penetrated me more aggressively, I was going crazy that soon an orgasm came, which I enjoyed while watching his head buried between my legs, he lifted his face and for a moment we saw each other's eyes, and without waiting he got up and threw himself on top of me and started penetrating with that big and hard cock that was already dripping its first liquids, while I was pumping him he kept saying it was good yummy, that it was a pleasure to make me his, I responded If pussy, from now on you're mine, and I always want to be, my pussy got hotter when I heard him talking to me and moaning, he told me I was a scandalous little screamer, but the truth is they hadn't screwed me with such savory. But in the middle of pleasure I couldn't help but ask him to stop for a moment and I said Pussy, we're not taking care and my husband has already had surgery so he won't have more kids (This because he already had other children with his first wife) He stopped and looked at me, and told me What's wrong with getting you pregnant if from now on you're and will be my woman? The truth is his words lifted me up to the sky, I felt immediately that he felt what I did, then I said Nothing would please me more. Then I turned to look at his cock, which had lost a bit of firmness after my interruption, so I asked him to lie down and I got down on my knees to suck him without restraint, that piece of meat was giving me so much pleasure, he twisted and told me he was sucking it well tasty with his interrupted breathing, I sucked it until the back of my throat and licked it as best I could, hungrier than any baby, until I felt his hot jets in my throat, I pulled it out slowly and sweetly licked it to clean those liquids that were still flowing. Then he stretched out and said arm and I reclined beside him, he looked at me and said he was in love with me, that he couldn't see me as his daughter although he tried, that during the time we talked from a distance, I awakened in him a love that no woman had been able to awaken, not even my mother or the woman he married and had more children, I told him it was the same for me, that I wanted to be with him, he said so while I masturbated his delicious cock with my hand, which didn't take long to harden again after the kisses, caresses, and words we shared. As soon as I felt her ready, I mounted him and began to ride him like a hungry beast of sex, he moaned deliciously and I screamed with pleasure at feeling him come, while asking him -Like this papi? Do you want me to screw you like this? -Like this baby!!!, I love it when you fuck me!!!. He came deliciously my beautiful baby (he replied). Finally, I launched another dose of his cum, but this time inside my vagina, despite the risk of getting pregnant with a child he would surely love just as much as him, a child of my father. I collapsed exhausted on his chest, and he caressed my back and played with my hair, telling me -Don't be afraid to get pregnant, you and our son won't leave, I won't fail you again, because I love you so much chamaca, more than you can imagine. To make this no longer tedious, I spent three wonderful days beside him without anyone suspecting, where we talked and made love as many times as we could, after that he had to return to the U.S. and we continued in contact, seeing each other every month in other cities (intermediate points), I say I'll see papá and the family doesn't suspect and even introduced me to one of my half-brother's sons, but it's getting harder and harder for us to separate, we've been like this for the last 6 months but during this time I haven't been able to let my husband touch me again, because now he belongs to him, to my father, and we're planning things to go with him. leave my two small children to their father after I divorce. We plan to get married legally, I want to be his wife in that country, since he is not my legal father and no one knows us there. So as you can see, this isn't just about sex, but also about genuine love, an aberrant love for many, but for the two of us it's the strongest thing we've experienced. Thanks for reading my story, and I hope to have the opportunity to share with you something more about those beautiful moments my father gives me and how sometimes we fantasize about what would have happened if he hadn't left my side and taken care of my upbringing. He says maybe we would be normal parents and daughter, I insist that no, never! The only difference would be that I would have given him my virginity to him alone and at a very young age, perhaps even been a young mother, surely from my first fevers I would have asked him to calm them down. He just smiles and tells me I'm very crazy, and that he loves me for it too, besides getting crazy about the fact of marrying us and having children together, forming our new family:
About a few months ago, while reviewing my social media accounts, I thought of searching for him with the little information I had about him. At that time, I knew he had gone to the U.S.A., where he got married and had children, fortunately due to his uncommon last name, I didn't have any problems finding him and despite seeing that he was already a 50-year-old man, I could recognize those eyes that always mesmerized me since childhood. Now he has a few extra pounds and wears a black beard with several gray hairs. As soon as I saw him, I knew it was him. A strange emotion ran through my body in a way I had never felt before. Of course, I didn't hold any grudges against him; instead, I had 1000 questions for him. I immediately wrote him a message, saying only Hello. Two days passed and he left me on seen and I was feeling anxious, checking every now and then to see if there was a response, confessing that I began to get annoyed and was thinking of sending him another message to reproach him for all these years he wasn't with me. When suddenly, upon opening my Facebook, I noticed that he had responded with the following: Hello, I have no idea who you are, but with all respect, permit me to tell you that you're beautiful, you have the most lovely eyes I've ever seen. This left me confused, as I felt an unusual excitement despite knowing it was my father. It was then that I wrote him giving him information about my mother and the school where they were, telling him that I was that baby my mother carried in her womb 32 years ago when they decided not to cause each other any harm or live together, I told him I didn't hold any grudges but wanted to know him, that was all I asked for. Then he apologized and from then on he kept in touch with me through calls, video chats, messages, and even gift and money sends. Without wanting it, I felt very attracted to him, to the point of thinking about him when my husband made love to me. After two months of being like that, he finally decided to come to Mexico to meet me, I remember he would arrive at night in my city, My mother who wasn't very convinced that she would take care of my kids and it was my husband who took me to meet him at the hotel where he would be staying, on the way my husband felt intrigued when he saw I had 'luggage' and I told my husband I had many questions to ask him, that's why I thought I'd spend the night in the hotel and we had agreed for this that he would rent me another suite, although I wasn't very agreeable he accepted saying he didn't know him but I felt like I knew him all my life. When I saw him in the hotel lobby he gave me a warm hug, he looked as nervous as I did, I introduced him to my husband and then we parted ways as soon as possible, he told us we could go to the hotel restaurant to see what they had and chat, I felt my face hot, flushed and my pussy all wet, he took my hand and carried my suitcase and told me while carrying it to his room that he hadn't resolved the issue with the other room yet but his had two beds just in case. I said it was fine and we headed to the restaurant and he ordered a light dinner and I wanted a couple of beers to 'relax', He talked to me again about being five years divorced, this time I asked if he was seeing someone, he told me no currently that he was busy with work and apart from that hadn't found a woman who met his expectations, I felt happy about that and told him I hoped he would find the right woman soon. Time passed, we laughed so much, held hands and he kept telling me how pretty I was, that his other two daughters were too but that I had something special. I interrupted saying it was already late, we should go to bed, he said let's get my suitcase for my room, I told him yes and followed him to the suite, he asked me to wait a moment while he went to the bathroom, didn't close the sliding door very well and I caught a glimpse of him reflected in the mirror while doing his thing, he had his cock out and it was hard, so I realized that I wasn't the only horny one at that moment, I felt even hotter when I saw him like that, although it wasn't as big as my husband's, it was quite thick and appetizing, it took a little while to pee due to the firmness of his member and he didn't realize I was enjoying looking at it, I felt my face more flushed and hot than ever, and a tingling sensation that ran all the way down to my wet pussy. When he left, he said: -Let's go! I took him by the arm and put myself in front of him to hug him, wrapped my hands around his neck and he wrapped his arms around my waist, he said You smell delicious baby, I smiled at him and he said. -The first time I saw your photo in that message you sent me, I didn't know you were my daughter, I looked at you and looked at you in those photos with that beautiful smile of yours and I felt in love with that face and those eyes (I remained silent listening to him without letting go of him or him of me, he continued talking.), Forgive me for not being with you during all these years and missing out on your smile, and I want you to know that I LOVE YOU -I LOVE YOU TOO (I replied), and what you felt when you saw my photo, I think I felt it as a little girl many times when looking at yours. After finishing saying this, he pulled me towards him and started kissing me and I responded with delayed enthusiasm, only pulling his mouth away from mine to say I love you so much baby, I desire you, and I would answer. And I, pussy. I was wearing a black skirt and black stockings and heels that defined my legs well, and on top of it a little jacket that accentuated my figure, he started undressing me and was surprised when he saw that underneath I was wearing lingerie, as if I had been prepared and ready to give myself to him, that after taking off my decent woman's clothes, in front of him wasn't his daughter, but a slut who incited him to take me like a woman, it was a corset that unbuttoned from the bottom, he took me towards the bed and I sat down and he said I pulled myself to the edge of the bed, he got down on his knees and I unbuttoned and he started eating my pussy with desperation, I was going crazy from pleasure and the more I moaned, his tongue penetrated me more aggressively, I was going crazy that soon an orgasm came, which I enjoyed while watching his head buried between my legs, he lifted his face and for a moment we saw each other's eyes, and without waiting he got up and threw himself on top of me and started penetrating with that big and hard cock that was already dripping its first liquids, while I was pumping him he kept saying it was good yummy, that it was a pleasure to make me his, I responded If pussy, from now on you're mine, and I always want to be, my pussy got hotter when I heard him talking to me and moaning, he told me I was a scandalous little screamer, but the truth is they hadn't screwed me with such savory. But in the middle of pleasure I couldn't help but ask him to stop for a moment and I said Pussy, we're not taking care and my husband has already had surgery so he won't have more kids (This because he already had other children with his first wife) He stopped and looked at me, and told me What's wrong with getting you pregnant if from now on you're and will be my woman? The truth is his words lifted me up to the sky, I felt immediately that he felt what I did, then I said Nothing would please me more. Then I turned to look at his cock, which had lost a bit of firmness after my interruption, so I asked him to lie down and I got down on my knees to suck him without restraint, that piece of meat was giving me so much pleasure, he twisted and told me he was sucking it well tasty with his interrupted breathing, I sucked it until the back of my throat and licked it as best I could, hungrier than any baby, until I felt his hot jets in my throat, I pulled it out slowly and sweetly licked it to clean those liquids that were still flowing. Then he stretched out and said arm and I reclined beside him, he looked at me and said he was in love with me, that he couldn't see me as his daughter although he tried, that during the time we talked from a distance, I awakened in him a love that no woman had been able to awaken, not even my mother or the woman he married and had more children, I told him it was the same for me, that I wanted to be with him, he said so while I masturbated his delicious cock with my hand, which didn't take long to harden again after the kisses, caresses, and words we shared. As soon as I felt her ready, I mounted him and began to ride him like a hungry beast of sex, he moaned deliciously and I screamed with pleasure at feeling him come, while asking him -Like this papi? Do you want me to screw you like this? -Like this baby!!!, I love it when you fuck me!!!. He came deliciously my beautiful baby (he replied). Finally, I launched another dose of his cum, but this time inside my vagina, despite the risk of getting pregnant with a child he would surely love just as much as him, a child of my father. I collapsed exhausted on his chest, and he caressed my back and played with my hair, telling me -Don't be afraid to get pregnant, you and our son won't leave, I won't fail you again, because I love you so much chamaca, more than you can imagine. To make this no longer tedious, I spent three wonderful days beside him without anyone suspecting, where we talked and made love as many times as we could, after that he had to return to the U.S. and we continued in contact, seeing each other every month in other cities (intermediate points), I say I'll see papá and the family doesn't suspect and even introduced me to one of my half-brother's sons, but it's getting harder and harder for us to separate, we've been like this for the last 6 months but during this time I haven't been able to let my husband touch me again, because now he belongs to him, to my father, and we're planning things to go with him. leave my two small children to their father after I divorce. We plan to get married legally, I want to be his wife in that country, since he is not my legal father and no one knows us there. So as you can see, this isn't just about sex, but also about genuine love, an aberrant love for many, but for the two of us it's the strongest thing we've experienced. Thanks for reading my story, and I hope to have the opportunity to share with you something more about those beautiful moments my father gives me and how sometimes we fantasize about what would have happened if he hadn't left my side and taken care of my upbringing. He says maybe we would be normal parents and daughter, I insist that no, never! The only difference would be that I would have given him my virginity to him alone and at a very young age, perhaps even been a young mother, surely from my first fevers I would have asked him to calm them down. He just smiles and tells me I'm very crazy, and that he loves me for it too, besides getting crazy about the fact of marrying us and having children together, forming our new family:
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