Cap.#2: The lust of observing
Emilia Frezzotti was walking alongside Gustavo Valestri. She was friends with his daughter's child. The guy didn't know it, but he had a little girl who liked to watch him every time she could. They were a block away from this house. Emilia was talking to him about many things; she wanted to make him believe that she's an average girl who only thinks about boys, makeup, K-pop music, pets, and many things like that. I'm almost home, don't you want to stay for lunch? Mmm... I think this time not, Gustavo -- said with complete confidence. Don't worry, you know you're part of the family, you don't need an invitation Gustavo was about to give Emilia a kiss on her cheek, but she made his lips brush against the corners of hers instead. In the end, she gave him a loud kiss on his cheek because he stayed still thinking he had kissed the little girl. See you later, Mr. Gustavo -- he winked his left eye after finishing the prayer. She moved her young behind on purpose and realized that Olenka's father was stunned by what had just happened a few seconds ago. She didn't notice Gustavo was still looking, realizing that that behind was no longer pubescent and was developing more. The streets were something closed off or, at least, that was the feeling because they were quite narrow and rarely did some foreign car pass by there. The houses usually had one or two floors, all with their corresponding garden. They lived an hour away from the city center, but if you climbed up to a rooftop and looked northeast, you could appreciate the enormous buildings that were starting to increase in size and tracing their way to the city center. He arrived at his house, which was one-story with wooden fences and large, but had access to the rooftop that was halfway built to become an additional level of that house. At that moment, there was no one home. Emilia reviewed the pots with food her mother made before she went to work with her father. She had to reheat it and that wasn't much labor. He arrived at his room which was located in a corridor and whose place was on the right, his parents' room was ending the corridor. He thrown himself onto the bed on his back, not without taking off his sneakers and socks first. He took off his short and underwear, lifted his left hand with the phone while his right hand rubbed those vaginal lips. I was about to open the photo gallery, but there was a message from Olenka that said:Lilia you have to come tonight, I have to tell you something about the handsome language teacher and plenty of school gossip. —Another opportunity to observe you, Gustavo —he said while opening the photo gallery. While her fingers entered and exited her vagina, she moaned softly. At times, she didn't even look at the cell phone anymore, only remembering the situation that caused those photos and it was impossible to hold back that strong orgasm for any longer. He bent to the side as the spasms reduced slowly. She remembers the first time she did that, remembers exactly how her father was penetrating her mother. That girl was three years ago a pubescent too hot-headed. Since she discovered that masturbation was something that caused her too much pleasure, there wasn't a minute in her mind where she wouldn't plan to put her fingers and caress her clitoris alongside her vaginal lips thinking of Gustavo. Emilia had returned from her friend's house. On entering, she listened to her mother talking to an aunt on the phone inside the bathroom. It's been months since we haven't done it, Erika... I know, I know... yeah... yeah... my voice was getting quieter - to be honest... seeing her father... yes, it's Valestri... I can hear myself getting excited - he's handsome, but not worth it... yes, he has a certain charm and seeing him without underwear... that's why I want to do it with Nicolás, I need to do it with Nico... we'll talk about it another day, bye Emilia was static in the corridor, she knew that Olenka's father was very attractive and used to draw attention from different women, but... his mother also got wet for him! She felt jealous and indignant about what she found out, however, she had to let it go. For the young that she was, she understood that fantasies were normal and wasn't infidelity - as long as they didn't get out of hand. Hello Lilia, are you just arriving? -- That's how her mother, father, and Olenka used to call her most of the time. She saw her at the beginning of the corridor. Yes, mom... I'm a bit tired, I'll go eat in a while —I was going to enter her room, but she stopped me— What time is dad getting here? It's quite late He said he'd be there at the latest by ten because he was going to stop by the supermarket to buy some 'things' -- he said that with a certain playful tone. Okay—Emilia thought that her father would definitely buy condoms because of the tone he used. After understanding that it was normal to have a fantasy, now she had to get out of her head the fact that she knew her parents were going to have relations tonight. She felt like she wanted to see and at the same time not, wondering what this sensation was, later she would know that this was morbo. She went to bed at eleven, not without pretending she had too much sleep and noticing the complicit gaze of her parents. Emilia lay down looking at the wall, thinking she had to wait until it was a little past midnight. The sound of her wall clock was driving her crazy. She was really being driven into a fetish that would get her into future trouble. He started by listening to some giggles and then heavy breathing, he intuited they were kissing. He had seen a movie after midnight on the MGM channel and knew exactly what should happen according to what he was hearing. After listening to a long moan from her mother, Emilia intuited that her father was rubbing her clitoris with his fingers and then must have put one or two fingers in. Her mother's moans were intensifying more. And I'm very wet, N-Nico - said the mother with difficulty. I still don't care, I love playing beforehand —he was saying it in a very seductive way. Emilia knelt down with her ear pressed against the door, moved her right hand in direction towards her crotch that felt very wet. She was there due to an insane curiosity and didn't think she unconsciously moved her hand there. Oh my God! They're my parents! - she scolded herself in a very low voice. While she was criticizing her hand, it pressed against her vulva and her breathing became heavy as she tried to repress her enormous desires for more pleasure. Ahrrrhh! was the mother's cry, but with a tone more of enjoyment than anything else. He didn't tolerate just listening, tried to open the door and did it slowly - the lock hadn't been set. His eye adapted slowly to the semi-dark environment. P-Pablo... more slowly... don't be rough... - it was hard for her to keep talking because her husband wouldn't let her fingers come out of his vagina. – Laura... – only said her name while kissing her neck and descending her face to bite her nipples. Emilia gazed in amazement, she couldn't believe that her father was making her mother put a face of intense pleasure only with his fingers and kisses. What crowned the moment for Emilia was that she noticed her father's penis becoming thicker and larger as stimulation advanced. She remained observing her father's member for several seconds. What left her impressed for a long time and would never get out of her head was what happened once and for all: her father made her mother lean against the bedhead while he took his pleasure from her and adjusted her rear end. Emilia increased the movement of her fingers when her father started with intermittent penetration on her mother. Her mother's moans and, above all, her father's did not let her contain her orgasm - it was so loud from her parents that they didn't hear her moan. Hardly could I remain on my knees, that scene was of the least thought out. She brought her trembling hand towards her face and noticed it was very wet with her fluids. The mental image of her father penetrating her mother used to fantasize about Mr. Gustavo and herself. He stayed for a good while looking at them - then he would go to his room to continue his stimulation alone and with less danger - but... in reality, he was looking more at his father - of course that action would be reprimanded by her herself over time because until now she had been with her father, taking advantage of looking in the direction of his crotch. After remembering all that, he decided to take a bath to get rid of the feverish feeling. After getting out of the shower, he would send a message to his mother saying he would spend the night at Olenka's house. While having lunch, she thought about her friend's father really cheating on his wife Ludmila. The fever didn't let her think clearly. It wasn't that she had anything with her friend, however, she wanted her father to be caught cheating on Ludmila by her friend herself. The morbo and excitement he caused imagining him penetrating some young girl and his daughter seeing him in the midst of orgasm and moans... sweaty and with only enough strength to maintain himself in the missionary position while she looks on with horror at that scene, but it didn't exempt her from masturbating... was too much for a young mind...
06/19/2024
Emilia Frezzotti was walking alongside Gustavo Valestri. She was friends with his daughter's child. The guy didn't know it, but he had a little girl who liked to watch him every time she could. They were a block away from this house. Emilia was talking to him about many things; she wanted to make him believe that she's an average girl who only thinks about boys, makeup, K-pop music, pets, and many things like that. I'm almost home, don't you want to stay for lunch? Mmm... I think this time not, Gustavo -- said with complete confidence. Don't worry, you know you're part of the family, you don't need an invitation Gustavo was about to give Emilia a kiss on her cheek, but she made his lips brush against the corners of hers instead. In the end, she gave him a loud kiss on his cheek because he stayed still thinking he had kissed the little girl. See you later, Mr. Gustavo -- he winked his left eye after finishing the prayer. She moved her young behind on purpose and realized that Olenka's father was stunned by what had just happened a few seconds ago. She didn't notice Gustavo was still looking, realizing that that behind was no longer pubescent and was developing more. The streets were something closed off or, at least, that was the feeling because they were quite narrow and rarely did some foreign car pass by there. The houses usually had one or two floors, all with their corresponding garden. They lived an hour away from the city center, but if you climbed up to a rooftop and looked northeast, you could appreciate the enormous buildings that were starting to increase in size and tracing their way to the city center. He arrived at his house, which was one-story with wooden fences and large, but had access to the rooftop that was halfway built to become an additional level of that house. At that moment, there was no one home. Emilia reviewed the pots with food her mother made before she went to work with her father. She had to reheat it and that wasn't much labor. He arrived at his room which was located in a corridor and whose place was on the right, his parents' room was ending the corridor. He thrown himself onto the bed on his back, not without taking off his sneakers and socks first. He took off his short and underwear, lifted his left hand with the phone while his right hand rubbed those vaginal lips. I was about to open the photo gallery, but there was a message from Olenka that said:Lilia you have to come tonight, I have to tell you something about the handsome language teacher and plenty of school gossip. —Another opportunity to observe you, Gustavo —he said while opening the photo gallery. While her fingers entered and exited her vagina, she moaned softly. At times, she didn't even look at the cell phone anymore, only remembering the situation that caused those photos and it was impossible to hold back that strong orgasm for any longer. He bent to the side as the spasms reduced slowly. She remembers the first time she did that, remembers exactly how her father was penetrating her mother. That girl was three years ago a pubescent too hot-headed. Since she discovered that masturbation was something that caused her too much pleasure, there wasn't a minute in her mind where she wouldn't plan to put her fingers and caress her clitoris alongside her vaginal lips thinking of Gustavo. Emilia had returned from her friend's house. On entering, she listened to her mother talking to an aunt on the phone inside the bathroom. It's been months since we haven't done it, Erika... I know, I know... yeah... yeah... my voice was getting quieter - to be honest... seeing her father... yes, it's Valestri... I can hear myself getting excited - he's handsome, but not worth it... yes, he has a certain charm and seeing him without underwear... that's why I want to do it with Nicolás, I need to do it with Nico... we'll talk about it another day, bye Emilia was static in the corridor, she knew that Olenka's father was very attractive and used to draw attention from different women, but... his mother also got wet for him! She felt jealous and indignant about what she found out, however, she had to let it go. For the young that she was, she understood that fantasies were normal and wasn't infidelity - as long as they didn't get out of hand. Hello Lilia, are you just arriving? -- That's how her mother, father, and Olenka used to call her most of the time. She saw her at the beginning of the corridor. Yes, mom... I'm a bit tired, I'll go eat in a while —I was going to enter her room, but she stopped me— What time is dad getting here? It's quite late He said he'd be there at the latest by ten because he was going to stop by the supermarket to buy some 'things' -- he said that with a certain playful tone. Okay—Emilia thought that her father would definitely buy condoms because of the tone he used. After understanding that it was normal to have a fantasy, now she had to get out of her head the fact that she knew her parents were going to have relations tonight. She felt like she wanted to see and at the same time not, wondering what this sensation was, later she would know that this was morbo. She went to bed at eleven, not without pretending she had too much sleep and noticing the complicit gaze of her parents. Emilia lay down looking at the wall, thinking she had to wait until it was a little past midnight. The sound of her wall clock was driving her crazy. She was really being driven into a fetish that would get her into future trouble. He started by listening to some giggles and then heavy breathing, he intuited they were kissing. He had seen a movie after midnight on the MGM channel and knew exactly what should happen according to what he was hearing. After listening to a long moan from her mother, Emilia intuited that her father was rubbing her clitoris with his fingers and then must have put one or two fingers in. Her mother's moans were intensifying more. And I'm very wet, N-Nico - said the mother with difficulty. I still don't care, I love playing beforehand —he was saying it in a very seductive way. Emilia knelt down with her ear pressed against the door, moved her right hand in direction towards her crotch that felt very wet. She was there due to an insane curiosity and didn't think she unconsciously moved her hand there. Oh my God! They're my parents! - she scolded herself in a very low voice. While she was criticizing her hand, it pressed against her vulva and her breathing became heavy as she tried to repress her enormous desires for more pleasure. Ahrrrhh! was the mother's cry, but with a tone more of enjoyment than anything else. He didn't tolerate just listening, tried to open the door and did it slowly - the lock hadn't been set. His eye adapted slowly to the semi-dark environment. P-Pablo... more slowly... don't be rough... - it was hard for her to keep talking because her husband wouldn't let her fingers come out of his vagina. – Laura... – only said her name while kissing her neck and descending her face to bite her nipples. Emilia gazed in amazement, she couldn't believe that her father was making her mother put a face of intense pleasure only with his fingers and kisses. What crowned the moment for Emilia was that she noticed her father's penis becoming thicker and larger as stimulation advanced. She remained observing her father's member for several seconds. What left her impressed for a long time and would never get out of her head was what happened once and for all: her father made her mother lean against the bedhead while he took his pleasure from her and adjusted her rear end. Emilia increased the movement of her fingers when her father started with intermittent penetration on her mother. Her mother's moans and, above all, her father's did not let her contain her orgasm - it was so loud from her parents that they didn't hear her moan. Hardly could I remain on my knees, that scene was of the least thought out. She brought her trembling hand towards her face and noticed it was very wet with her fluids. The mental image of her father penetrating her mother used to fantasize about Mr. Gustavo and herself. He stayed for a good while looking at them - then he would go to his room to continue his stimulation alone and with less danger - but... in reality, he was looking more at his father - of course that action would be reprimanded by her herself over time because until now she had been with her father, taking advantage of looking in the direction of his crotch. After remembering all that, he decided to take a bath to get rid of the feverish feeling. After getting out of the shower, he would send a message to his mother saying he would spend the night at Olenka's house. While having lunch, she thought about her friend's father really cheating on his wife Ludmila. The fever didn't let her think clearly. It wasn't that she had anything with her friend, however, she wanted her father to be caught cheating on Ludmila by her friend herself. The morbo and excitement he caused imagining him penetrating some young girl and his daughter seeing him in the midst of orgasm and moans... sweaty and with only enough strength to maintain himself in the missionary position while she looks on with horror at that scene, but it didn't exempt her from masturbating... was too much for a young mind...
06/19/2024
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