This narrative tells us the drama of a family on the verge of disintegrating due to a divorce, and as for this daughter, she crosses the limits of decency and accepted behavior by society, seducing her own father and maintaining a relationship with him so that her home does not break apart. This is not a story or fantasy, it's an authentic case; therefore, it lacks names, places, ages, or any other irrelevant data; the narrative is quite extensive but remains interesting at all times, it's worth taking the time to read it carefully without omitting a single line.
I don't know how I managed to fall asleep, it was already late when sleep overcame me; the next morning I woke up around 10 am, my mother was standing, she had prepared breakfast for me and my father, she looked dressed, it was obvious that she was planning to leave; I asked her and she said she would be away from home for about eight days at her grandmother's house because it wasn't good for her to have mood swings during her pregnancy, she had left a note for dad, and she trusted that those days away would help things improve at home...she didn't seem bothered; I felt sorry and a little pity for her, despite her having taken care of herself and her body being fat and somewhat unattractive, her skin was rough due to lack of care, and her face didn't help either, she looked like ten years older than she actually was...I felt bad for judging her, she was my mother, but I had to admit it must be unpleasant for dad to have to be intimate with her...that was the truth, however, I loved her because she was my mother and for that reason I would do everything possible to keep her together with the man she loved, no matter the cost...Mom gave me a kiss and a strong hug and said daughter, I'll be away for several days but I'm leaving peacefully, because I know you're now a responsible young woman, and I trust that you'll know what to do, I hope things will be fine when I return, I'm leaving the house in your hands...with everything it contains...and she winked at me; before. as he turned to get into the taxi, it spun around and told me to stay calm, and that she would call me one day before returning; all of this made me think that my mother knew what was happening and was resigned to allowing it if it meant keeping the family together, I felt like she was leaving with the sole purpose of letting me be alone with dad so I could seduce him... or at least that's what I wanted to believe...
I rushed in quickly and found dad who pretended to wake up at that moment, his face showed joy, it was obvious he had heard, I called him for breakfast and when reading mom's note he feigned feeling bad about the news... which I took advantage of by approaching him and giving him a comforting hug, trying to put my small breasts very close to his lips and caressing his hair as I searched for him to bury his face in them, while telling him it was best if we both distracted ourselves a bit, he was sitting in his chair and I was standing next to him, my nipples were starting to harden from the contact of his rough, unshaven face and his breathing, I think he could feel it, I was tempted to release my breasts right there and then and knew he would throw himself like an animal in heat to taste and eat them, but I thought we had more than a week to be alone, mom only had about 5 minutes out and didn't have to rush, I had to make sure to get deep into the desires of my father for everything to go well, so we took breakfast and during conversation I proposed that he take a walk since it was Saturday and he didn't have to work, he refused saying he wasn't in the mood for it, but I think the truth was, he wanted to be near me, I wanted him out for a bit to prepare something and receive him like the night before, I didn't know how, but I would think of something; to persuade him I told him I could accompany him, since I didn't have to go to class either, although I didn't really intend to... When I said that, I noticed his face lit up and he said it would be wonderful, so I fell into my own trap, we agreed to get ready after breakfast; later, already bathed, I chose unassuming clothing, as I didn't want to draw too much attention when I was walking with Dad on the street, he was already dressed when he saw me come out of the bathroom in loose pants and a wide blouse, he scoffed saying I was a little girl now, and that I should dress accordingly, then I replied that most of my clothes were like that, except for a few items, he said he would help me choose something more suitable for my age, and made me follow him to my own room, I felt a bit awkward being next to him while he went through my clothes, to my surprise he chose the same skirt I had worn the night before, I smiled pleased, it was undeniable that he had delighted in that, and a sleeveless blouse that particularly didn't suit me much, but I reflected that it was about pleasing him, so I accepted it, then he went straight to the drawer where my underwear was, which made me suppose maybe it wasn't the first time he did that, he looked at me and said don't you mind? I said no, papi, it's fine, you always have good taste so he started exploring, I felt like he was enjoying himself, unfolding the clothes that caught his attention and feeling them as if he wanted to find the most delicate one, I didn't know exactly what to feel, I was standing there next to my father and the underwear drawer, waiting for him to choose the panty he wanted me to put on, after a minute he handed me one and said I think this will be fine, but it seems you need more urgent clothing... so daughter, would you like to go shopping? I accepted enthusiastically, then he said he'd leave so I could change and closed the door behind him; he had given me white panties with a flower detail on the front, but hadn't given me a bra, I supposed he didn't intend to. that would take me put everything and announced that I could return, he was waiting and rushed in, I had tried to put my skirt a little higher than normal so it looked shorter; he looked at me and said 'you look beautiful, but those tennis shoes make gestures... what about your high heels?' I said 'do you really give permission? ... Mom doesn't let me wear them unless it's for special occasions...' He replied 'today is special... and you're very special... daughter... please use them'
I asked him to pass them to me, I sat on the bed, crossed my legs sensually and started putting them on slowly, pretended difficulty closing them and he hastened to offer help, saying 'let me help you with that', got down in front of me and waited for me to consent to his doing so, searched my eyes trying to find any sign of disgust or rejection from me... I smiled... it was a magnificent opportunity to captivate him, so I said 'thank you pussy... I don't know what I would do without you'... and then uncrossed my legs in front of his eyes, planted my feet firmly on the floor with my knees more than 15 centimeters apart and remained seated, he looked at me enraged at my thighs and crotch, there was the little underwear he had chosen, less than half a meter from his face, I arched my back towards the back, raised my arms and started to tie up my hair looking at the ceiling, he had to decide between burying his nose in me or fastening my shoes, after an eternity finally tied my shoes and got up saying 'okay, we can leave whenever you like'
I felt very full of vanity, I was becoming more than his daughter... now I was his goddess...
We went out the front door of the house, there was a lot of wind and I had to hold onto my skirt so it wouldn't lift up, dad noticed but didn't say anything, while he took care of locking the door with a key, I looked around, many neighbors were at that hour on their terraces reading the newspaper, others watering their plants, the totality were men, I felt their gazes on me, running over me, I saw more than one touching his penis, dad gave them a look and we started walking I lagged behind a bit because it was hard for me to walk in those high heels, which were new to me, and dad realized and waited for me, then he circled my waist at the same time indicating that our car was halfway around the corner, he led me like this, feeling very slutty with that mini skirt and high heels; but I wasn't just any slut ... I was dad's slut, and I started to enjoy it, I dropped my skirt and excitedly let the wind do its thing, seeing open-mouthed faces... I don't know if dad was proud or jealous, he opened the door, but didn't move away even a little, I passed through the small space he left, rubbing his inflamed member... first with one hand, then with my buttocks... slowly.
Inside the car, I settled against the door and tried to get my knees to stick to the gearshift, dad entered from the other side and realized what gift he was getting, but he didn't take advantage of it, and only came looking at me sideways, pretending not to notice all the way...
Dad took me to a shopping mall, we were walking through different department stores, choosing clothes, he helped me pick out... or rather, he picked out for me, I realized dad was buying me suggestive clothing, mini skirts and shorts with very short waists, low-cut blouses made of semi-transparent fabrics, some without straps, others strapless, even took me to the lingerie section and helped me choose sleepwear, a satin blue sky nightgown that was very pretty, he didn't stop there, and also selected a lot of underwear, fine, delicate, and tiny bras that I never imagined existed; most of these clothes were for slightly older girls than me, but I was fascinated... although maybe later I'd have to find out how to wear them. explain to my mother; my father was checking the shelves while I tried on everything he gave me, I would come out of the dressing room with clothes on, ask him how I looked, give a turn in front of him, walk coquettishly, and so we spent a great time, thus we continued searching until one day he found an item that left him perplexed, it was a black lace mini skirt, super fitted, with a delicate gemstone belt in pink color with sequin applications, on the mannequin it looked incredible, but it was too daring, he looked at me wondering if I would dare to wear it, I hugged him mischievously while saying will you buy it for me, come on, please? He accepted enthusiastically, we chose two different sizes and entered the dressing room, it felt sensational, it was very fine, the friction with the fabric excited me, the first one fit super small, to the point where I couldn't bend slightly because my underwear showed, so I put on the second one a little bigger, I walked out slowly, dad was left speechless, he said I looked divine, I approached him slowly, wrapped my arms around his neck and gave him a kiss, half on the cheek and half on the mouth, he was taken aback by that gesture, I returned to the dressing room satisfied with my boldness, and exchanged the clothes without saying anything to my father, handing him the smallest one for him to pay, then he took me to the shoe department and we chose beautiful shoes with very thin straps in black patent leather without a heel, or like sandals but with a 7-inch heel, even higher than I had at that moment, I thought I couldn't walk in them, but I said persuasively that if he liked them I was fine... as long as he held me up while walking so I wouldn't take a bad step... I never expected him to say he would buy them for me, but that I should wear them, I felt between a rock and a hard place, but couldn't say no, since he probably She needed a lot of courage to ask me for it, without more, I had no other choice but to comply and walked out of there with the highest heels I'd ever worn in my life, feeling like one of those women who dance for gentlemen; afterwards, Dad took me to the cinema, inside, in the darkness, while we watched the movie we were embracing like newlyweds, Dad took my hand and told me he was having the happiest day of his life and kissed me, just as I had done before, half on the cheek and half on the mouth, I returned the kiss, but this time it was on his neck, I felt him shudder, he squeezed my hand, I pulled our hands towards me and placed both on my legs, since he had been looking at them insistently for a while, afterwards, slowly I released his hand without trying to remove mine from there, Dad kept staring at my legs, immobile, submissive, he let me extend his hand gently, when finally I had his hand open over my thighs, I removed mine and curled up on his chest, I was nervous, didn't know what else to do, then I felt...Dad tried to caress me, but he was very timid, his hand was very trembling, every slight advance of his hand was followed by a long pause, indecisive about doing something bolder, he stopped completely, I brought my legs closer to him, but couldn't get him to dare, then I started a barely perceptible movement with my legs, rubbing them together lightly, he advanced a little towards me, I continued and he advanced again, his arm rubbed against my breasts, with one hand I encircled that arm and pulled it closer so he would feel safe, with the other I caressed his arm, until he slowly started caressing every inch of my skin, from my knees to almost placing his hand on my miniskirt, I rubbed my cheek against his chest to indicate that he should continue, that he could do whatever he wanted...that I was waiting for it...and then he ventured, caressing me, squeezing me...touching me... movie...after finishing this one, before the lights turned on, Dad gently withdrew his hand, we got up and headed to the parking lot where we had left the car, fate wanted me to have accidentally left the interior light on by mistake, which caused the car not to start, I felt bad...it was my fault, but my father told me it didn't matter, that he couldn't be annoyed with me, he said we would take a taxi and he would return for the car the next day....we walked to the corner, it was already night and with so many people, it was impossible to get a free taxi, so we had no choice but to use the subway, as we descended the stairs, sighs of admiration and some whistling were heard, I begged my father to carry the shopping bags and continued walking while trying to stretch down my skirt to cover my legs, which were rising on their own, many guys would shout things like oh mama, you look yummy from here they were the worst kind, who didn't care that Dad was there, staring at my legs shamelessly, they were scaring me, someone said cute little thing, but you're already reaching for the bell...the subway was approaching, then Dad warned me get ready, we're going to get on those guys heard it; we squeezed in tightly, some of them started saying let my father-in-law pass... back off, don't hurt the father-in-law...the car was full, barely managed to get in, as we were squeezing between people, I felt many hands touching my booty without permission, over ten, we found a spot, the car was moving, I held onto the tube, feeling like everyone was devouring me with their eyes, someone spat they're white...I had forgotten to pull down my skirt, blushing, I tried to do so, then felt someone approaching and sticking to me from behind, felt his inflamed member between my buttocks, waited for my father's reaction... father with that type... waited... but nothing happened, strange, I searched for my father with my eyes and found him... just behind me... then a feeling of excitement overwhelmed me again, slowly passing my gaze over the entire place, looking down on all those guys with disdain... I stood as scandalously as possible, lifting my buttocks and tensing my legs, pushing them back towards my father's member... the minutes passed... I don't know how many... nobody was screaming anymore... now they were silent, absorbed, incredulous, I relaxed my arms a bit to enjoy the movement of the wagon... poor devils... that girl already had it bad... and it wasn't just any old thing... they remained stunned... looking at us with amazement, gazing at each other as if asking if this was normal... of course not, it wasn't... it was special; I felt stimulated, the rocking motion made us rub against each other inevitably... I lowered my gaze and observed my small feet and slender legs, something separated in high heels... I could see Papa's two feet poking out between mine, we were standing in the same space... I contemplated the thickness of Papa's legs contrasting with mine... I felt Papa pushing a bit and made a slight movement of my hips to try to adjust my buttocks better to Papa... it felt big, very big... at that moment we knew we had gone beyond the limit, there would be no turning back... it was a one-way road... when we saw ourselves getting off, those guys were just a bunch of losers trying to find an explanation for something they didn't understand, others looked insistently at Papa's package, and then I noticed he had an excessively noticeable wet stain on his pants.
We got home around nine o'clock at night, without speaking, not daring to do so, Papa turned on the lights when we got in, we sighed, both of us were exhausted, it had been a long day, Papa avoided looking me straight in the eye as much as possible, I told him I would take a shower and then I would look for something in the fridge for both of us, he nodded without looking at me, sat down in the living room and turned on the TV, I entered the bathroom introducing the bags with the clothes we had bought discreetly, I think he saw it but pretended not to, I took off my clothes and noticed that my pants were very wet...very wet, I bathed scrupulously, put on new tight and tiny pants with a flirtatious bow in front, that didn't cover even half of each buttock, I chose a short and lightweight blouse with straps that had ties on the chest, which I didn't do, and left it open...and then I took out the lace skirt...contemplating it for a while...I put it on, it was terribly small, even sliding it down to my hips it continued to be excessively short, I perfumed myself, adjusted my neckline, applied very discreet shadows to my eyelids and shone my lips without painting them, I was about to leave when I realized I was wearing slippers, took the new shoes, cleaned them and put them on, looked at the mirror, I saw myself super sexy, but wanted to make sparks, so I took off the gold bracelet from my hand and put it on my ankle; I left the bathroom...dad wasn't in the living room, I searched for him with my eyes and found him in the backyard garden...he was sitting looking at the sky, going over what had happened, I think; we have some confidential benches there in the garden, he had lit all the lights and was smoking a cigar, I thought about announcing that the bathroom was free for the...but I had doubts that dad would enter and during the bath release his desires, so I went to the fridge, not sure what I would do and ventured, took a plate and cut small squares of ball cheese, and took out two of his beers...yes, two...I didn't know what he would say about it, but if I noticed he wasn't in agreement, I would pretend they were for him...I approached him walking sensually, he was still with his back to me without noticing, cleared my throat for him to hear...he turned and discovered me, with those clothes on, walking towards him in slippers, the plate in one hand and two beers in the other, he devoured me with red eyes of desire...I asked how everything had gone, he only said... god almighty... I knew it was good, I stopped right in front of him, very close; through the thin fabric of my blouse, the tips of my erect and sharp nipples were transparent, I extended a beer to him, keeping the other one in my hand, he noticed that but didn't protest...looking at me, he noticed my subtle makeup on my eyes and the shine of my lips, we kept looking at each other without speaking, his eyes injected with blood, exposing me to being scolded, I slowly started to open the beer can in my hands, I couldn't, the ring hurt my fingers...then dad took it away from my hands......and gave it back to me open; he didn't stop looking at us; it was the moment, I took a very lascivious sip...dad was paralyzed, he hadn't even opened his beer yet...so I brought mine to his lips inviting him, he took a very large drink...very long...a little beer dripped from his lips, because without wanting to, I had taken the can away from him before time...I cleaned that up with my fingers, slowly, like a caress, I passed my nails very smoothly over the area, slowly I went closer to him...I took another sip...I observed that dad was separating his legs a little so I could get closer to him...it was a very clear sign...I handed him the open beer and turned around towards the bench in front of me, which was about two meters away, and I leaned back excessively to put the plate with the grated cheese there, I heard my father's groan, without knowing why, but I dared to look at him while I was in that position, dad was gazing at my butt with his mouth open, then when our eyes met again, he turned to look at the sky, coughing and clearing his throat sadly, but I remained like that, leaning forward towards him, while I savored a little piece of cheese...it were long seconds, dad He gave notice, lowered his gaze from the firmament and looked at me again in the eyes, held my gaze while savoring that seductive bite and finally understood......his eyes slowly returned to mine...to that part of me that I longed for him to see...he was contemplating me with lust and desire, with much desire; he couldn't help it, and I saw him adjust his member without restraint, even with his clothes on, I think it was hurting him...he drank everything left in the can, not stopping, but without taking his eyes off my flesh...he went back to manipulating his penis shamelessly...there was no need for a single word, I stood up slowly, turning towards him, and he stretched out his arms towards me, I walked towards him with great slowness, looking at him in the eyes, he looked at my exposed navel and legs, then slid down onto the bench, accommodating himself to me, I sat beside him on his legs, high up, above the package that was noticeable, one hand wrapped around my bare waist and the other caressed my knee; having been inclined, my hair had fallen all over in front of me, and now it was on my chest, I started to tie it voluptuously, when finished I got the other beer...my dad, servile, opened it for me, I started drinking it slowly, giving it sips spaced out, almost finishing it, Dad kept caressing my knees, his other hand was on my hips, his gaze was in my neckline, the immodest opening of my blouse not yet tied, allowed him to see my rosy breasts and excited nipples, he no longer felt like hiding his gaze, I noticed that, and perhaps encouraged by the beer, I did...my blouse was open and all I needed was to slide the strap with one finger for the fabric to fall, freeing my right breast completely, Dad looked at me with great gratitude, before he could do anything else, I drank until the end of what was left in the can, and let it drop slowly, while looking at Dad's eyes, our faces were approaching, his hand slid along my... Thighs, more above, until they touched my panties and he started to caress them, the other hand drew me towards him... his mouth searched for mine and found it, thirsty for him, I buried my fingers in his hair and we gave each other a long, incestuous and lubricious kiss, he introduced his tongue into my mouth, I was inexperienced at kissing but he was a great master and let me do it, his other hand rose, scratching all over my back, he held me gently by the hair and pulled my head back with much gentleness, started to kiss my neck, behind my ears, gave me strong kisses, sucked, sniffed, stopped when he reached my chest to contemplate it, I didn't kiss it, admired it with devotion, could notice that at some moment, without realizing it, had separated my legs a little to receive his caresses... and daddy was touching me, I freed myself as much as I could... daddy got scared for a moment, thinking I would be angry, slowly slid my blouse over me and took it off in front of him...... there he was, my daughter, naked from the waist up, standing in front of him, her nipples extremely excited, my breasts rose and fell with my agitated breathing, put his hands under my arms, in my armpits... and pulled me towards him, rubbed his face on my breasts, his mustache tickled deliciously. Daddy smelled of sweat since I hadn't given him time to bathe, had a very strong smell of male that strangely seduced me, contrasted with my body which was fresh, clean and delicately perfumed; we were so different... daddy rubbed against himself, submerged his nose in my armpits and sniffed like an animal, feeling all kinds of smells that made him idiotic, my eyes were closed, enjoying his masculine vigor, seemed a doll between his big and hairy arms, and finally started to eat my virgin breasts with avidity, hunger, took possession of my nipples with his lips and stimulated them, kissed them, passed from one to the other alternately, I was anchored on his strong shoulders to resist his assault, let out my his sides and hands went down to my shins, caressing my heels and the back of my knees, he was rubbing me, making me go crazy, his hands kept going up behind my legs, one hand on each leg, he separated them so I could caress the inner part, already getting close to my buttocks...but he did it under the skirt, I arched my back in pleasure, he felt it and started massaging, squeezing, touched the fabric of my skimpy panties, caressed them, they were wet, I felt his fingers caressing my feminine lips above the fabric, I moaned, he continued, I couldn't resist anymore, and I leaned all my body on him, felt like he was trying to get one side of my panties off, but they were very tight, lifted my rear end to make it easier for him and started caressing his back with my nails to incite him, finally managed to remove them, and felt his hands tracing from behind my naked sex, caressing my lips, distributing all that moisture, softly pressing on the entrance of my vagina, I felt like he moistened one of his fingers with my fluids, and put it in my entrance, moving it in circles, rubbing it around, hesitant, pushed it back slightly and felt like a small part of his finger entered my vagina, let out a moan, started moving my hips slowly, and he did the rest, introducing the rest of his finger until it could go no further, I felt something tearing inside me and a small pinch, startled made an involuntary movement...after that I felt something warm, there was no pain or blood; he was patient and gave me time, afterwards, when I started moving my hips again he began to explore inside me, turned my head and looked back at my rear end, only managed to see how that rough hand disappeared between my precious buttocks, didn't resist for much longer and reached an overwhelming orgasm, he gave me a break without taking his hand out of me, kissed my lips, my liquids were sliding down my legs, I told him with a very low and interrupted voice, the only one who managed to emit... 'daddy, take me to the living room, please' He kissed my lips again and started driving me slowly to the living room, circling my waist with his arm, but never taking that finger out of my vagina, pulling my booty lightly upwards, forcing me to lift it, that was a very indecent hug, but coming from the loved one, it didn't bother me at all, I vainly walked slightly ahead of him, so he could observe me like this, I swayed my hips a lot, he released his member on the way and caressed it vigorously during the trip, arriving in the living room, I settled onto the sofa, resting on my knees and elbows, offering him a splendid view of my bare backside, he lowered his pants with his free hand and didn't take his finger out until he sat down behind and his penis was ready to enter me, and that's when the second part of our incestuous encounter began... Daddy made me his own, he penetrated me vigorously but with a lot of love, those were moments of total surrender, we forgot about parent-child relationships and ages, we were just a man and a woman sealing a pact, a pact of love, of complicity... and of much discretion. He held my hips while thrusting into me with power, snorting like a bull, occasionally I looked back trying to see the scene, it was hard due to the movement, our gazes crossed, daddy stretched out his hand without stopping, and lovingly adjusted my hair that covered my eyes, wiped away my sweat, I looked at him gratefully and he smiled, closed my eyes and without feelings of guilt, he thrust into me with his great member... it was too much pleasure to endure for a long time, afterwards, after a while, I felt a second orgasm, I moaned very loudly and tensed up, he smiled, but didn't stop, his movement became faster, not more than a minute, his hands held me tight and pulled me towards him, burying his sex deep inside and stopping in mid-air, I looked at him proudly of mine, he already wasn't... I moved, just pushed everything I could, until I felt a abundant hot liquid flooding me from inside, wave after wave, there were several jets, finally it stopped and slowly started pushing and we let ourselves fall onto the sofa, his sex pulsating in my interior, exhausted, happy, he loaded his own weight with his arms so as not to suffocate me, I closed my eyes and rested my cheek on the pillow of the sofa, my father's face was just behind mine, and whispered in my ear… forgive me, I couldn't help it, without opening my eyes, enjoying that moment of sincerity, I said dad, I wanted it, and I'm sure I provoked it...don't apologize then he said I shouldn't have ended up in you, it's risky, excited as I was, I hadn't noticed that, he continued tomorrow when you wake up, you'll find a pill on the table, in the kitchen, don't forget to take it please... no dad, what you say afterwards he started playing with my earrings, enjoying seeing me smile with my eyes closed, he was giving me kisses on my shoulder, caressing the corner of my lips with his finger and said you make me very happy, I'm very lucky to have a daughter as loving as you, then I opened my eyes and looking at him said I love you so much dad, I need you...and I'll be yours if you want then he looked at me very firmly and said I love you baby, but what I feel for you is not acceptable for normal people I responded seductively I'm not normal, pussy...I'm special, don't you remember? You said it in the morning with a sparkle of happiness in his gaze he swore I'll never leave you baby, I'll be by your side as long as you want me. We sealed that pact with a lovers' kiss.
After getting up, abundant liquids started flowing out from between my legs, due to my orgasm and his ejaculation, he gave me the bathroom and I washed happily, washing away the traces of my father's body on mine, when I came out, I did so wearing the nightgown he had bought for me, he looked at me and said I see you Beautiful, I told her the fabric felt sensational and I said touch it, she slid her hands from my waist to my hips over the fabric, I stood on tiptoes and gave her a kiss on the lips, and then I left, he went to take a bath, when he finished, he headed to my room to give me goodnight, but he didn't find me, he searched the whole house without success, when he opened his door, he found me, I was under the sheets in his bed, smiling at him, I told him I wanted to sleep with him, he nodded, lifted the sheet for himself and noticed I was completely naked, he got into bed, and I snuggled up against his chest, our legs were tangled and we brought our sexes close together, dad slid his hands over my hips and played with them, I wasn't stopping giving him kisses on his chest, my bare breasts on his chest, we were caressing each other for a good while, making out, he fell asleep first, I don't know what time it was.
This happened the same day my mother left us alone, I only needed one day to fall in love with my father, maybe he had wanted me since a long time ago...I don't know.
When I woke up, it was Sunday, he wasn't there, I got up and went to the kitchen, where I found a pill and a note saying he had gone for his car.
During that week, we spent our days like newlyweds, playing, buying ready-made food, going out, I would go to school and he would go to work, and we would come back eager to be together again, he made love to me every day, taught me different ways to give him pleasure, and gave it to me in many different ways, without exception, we slept together every night, naked, sometimes in their room, sometimes in mine, the days passed, dad said he would make a very quick trip, return the next day, and now yes, he explained the reasons with great detail, I couldn't go because I had an exam the next day, I would be alone for just one day, so I nodded telling him not to worry, and he left.
That afternoon, I was getting out of a long bath, dressed up and Feeling sexy, I was left stunned when I found myself face to face with my mother, she found me, dressed as I was, in all that daring and new clothes she hadn't bought for me, I didn't know what to say, she reacted and said Oh my love, excuse this scare you gave me, I wanted to warn you but the phone has been busy for more than a week, I looked at the living room and noticed that indeed the device was hung up, since my father and I had loved each other in that place and we should have knocked, I noted that she was leaving the parents' bedroom, she had entered to leave her suitcase, there were my clothes among the sheets and on the floor, but she didn't say anything about it, stuttering, with my soul on a thread like a dying person I asked and...your father? I stammered at first and replied he's gone...you know where, Her face was crumbling, and I continued, but now with security and triumphant voice she said she needed to see someone, to talk and finish it off, my mother listened to that and her face brightened again, she hugged me tightly in silence, only saying thank God without letting go, she asked if I had eaten, I said no, then she said in a strange tone daughter, the house is...a bit messy, will you help me with that while I cook dinner? I said yes mom, I love you... I also my sky, come on, we let go and she went to the kitchen, I entered their room and picked up all my clothes and took them to my room.
Dad came back and had a long talk with my mother, I don't know what stories he made up, mom accepted them without complications... never again was the word divorce heard in our house. To this day, the family remains united.
Mom never asked me what I did during her absence, nor does she question the fact that my father often buys me clothes, although they are all very daring.
Mom works, which allows me to be alone with dad when he's not traveling, we maintain our incestuous relationship to date, very frequently we go out alone for a walk as if we were boyfriends, I ask him what he wants me to wear, always ready to please him with whatever he chooses, regardless of how uncomfortable or compromising it may be, sometimes he takes me to dinner or dancing, and always at the end, we end up in some hotel where he makes love to me long and deliciously, I participate enthusiastically and happy to receive his manhood, I am more than my lover...I am my own father's woman...end.
I don't know how I managed to fall asleep, it was already late when sleep overcame me; the next morning I woke up around 10 am, my mother was standing, she had prepared breakfast for me and my father, she looked dressed, it was obvious that she was planning to leave; I asked her and she said she would be away from home for about eight days at her grandmother's house because it wasn't good for her to have mood swings during her pregnancy, she had left a note for dad, and she trusted that those days away would help things improve at home...she didn't seem bothered; I felt sorry and a little pity for her, despite her having taken care of herself and her body being fat and somewhat unattractive, her skin was rough due to lack of care, and her face didn't help either, she looked like ten years older than she actually was...I felt bad for judging her, she was my mother, but I had to admit it must be unpleasant for dad to have to be intimate with her...that was the truth, however, I loved her because she was my mother and for that reason I would do everything possible to keep her together with the man she loved, no matter the cost...Mom gave me a kiss and a strong hug and said daughter, I'll be away for several days but I'm leaving peacefully, because I know you're now a responsible young woman, and I trust that you'll know what to do, I hope things will be fine when I return, I'm leaving the house in your hands...with everything it contains...and she winked at me; before. as he turned to get into the taxi, it spun around and told me to stay calm, and that she would call me one day before returning; all of this made me think that my mother knew what was happening and was resigned to allowing it if it meant keeping the family together, I felt like she was leaving with the sole purpose of letting me be alone with dad so I could seduce him... or at least that's what I wanted to believe...
I rushed in quickly and found dad who pretended to wake up at that moment, his face showed joy, it was obvious he had heard, I called him for breakfast and when reading mom's note he feigned feeling bad about the news... which I took advantage of by approaching him and giving him a comforting hug, trying to put my small breasts very close to his lips and caressing his hair as I searched for him to bury his face in them, while telling him it was best if we both distracted ourselves a bit, he was sitting in his chair and I was standing next to him, my nipples were starting to harden from the contact of his rough, unshaven face and his breathing, I think he could feel it, I was tempted to release my breasts right there and then and knew he would throw himself like an animal in heat to taste and eat them, but I thought we had more than a week to be alone, mom only had about 5 minutes out and didn't have to rush, I had to make sure to get deep into the desires of my father for everything to go well, so we took breakfast and during conversation I proposed that he take a walk since it was Saturday and he didn't have to work, he refused saying he wasn't in the mood for it, but I think the truth was, he wanted to be near me, I wanted him out for a bit to prepare something and receive him like the night before, I didn't know how, but I would think of something; to persuade him I told him I could accompany him, since I didn't have to go to class either, although I didn't really intend to... When I said that, I noticed his face lit up and he said it would be wonderful, so I fell into my own trap, we agreed to get ready after breakfast; later, already bathed, I chose unassuming clothing, as I didn't want to draw too much attention when I was walking with Dad on the street, he was already dressed when he saw me come out of the bathroom in loose pants and a wide blouse, he scoffed saying I was a little girl now, and that I should dress accordingly, then I replied that most of my clothes were like that, except for a few items, he said he would help me choose something more suitable for my age, and made me follow him to my own room, I felt a bit awkward being next to him while he went through my clothes, to my surprise he chose the same skirt I had worn the night before, I smiled pleased, it was undeniable that he had delighted in that, and a sleeveless blouse that particularly didn't suit me much, but I reflected that it was about pleasing him, so I accepted it, then he went straight to the drawer where my underwear was, which made me suppose maybe it wasn't the first time he did that, he looked at me and said don't you mind? I said no, papi, it's fine, you always have good taste so he started exploring, I felt like he was enjoying himself, unfolding the clothes that caught his attention and feeling them as if he wanted to find the most delicate one, I didn't know exactly what to feel, I was standing there next to my father and the underwear drawer, waiting for him to choose the panty he wanted me to put on, after a minute he handed me one and said I think this will be fine, but it seems you need more urgent clothing... so daughter, would you like to go shopping? I accepted enthusiastically, then he said he'd leave so I could change and closed the door behind him; he had given me white panties with a flower detail on the front, but hadn't given me a bra, I supposed he didn't intend to. that would take me put everything and announced that I could return, he was waiting and rushed in, I had tried to put my skirt a little higher than normal so it looked shorter; he looked at me and said 'you look beautiful, but those tennis shoes make gestures... what about your high heels?' I said 'do you really give permission? ... Mom doesn't let me wear them unless it's for special occasions...' He replied 'today is special... and you're very special... daughter... please use them'
I asked him to pass them to me, I sat on the bed, crossed my legs sensually and started putting them on slowly, pretended difficulty closing them and he hastened to offer help, saying 'let me help you with that', got down in front of me and waited for me to consent to his doing so, searched my eyes trying to find any sign of disgust or rejection from me... I smiled... it was a magnificent opportunity to captivate him, so I said 'thank you pussy... I don't know what I would do without you'... and then uncrossed my legs in front of his eyes, planted my feet firmly on the floor with my knees more than 15 centimeters apart and remained seated, he looked at me enraged at my thighs and crotch, there was the little underwear he had chosen, less than half a meter from his face, I arched my back towards the back, raised my arms and started to tie up my hair looking at the ceiling, he had to decide between burying his nose in me or fastening my shoes, after an eternity finally tied my shoes and got up saying 'okay, we can leave whenever you like'
I felt very full of vanity, I was becoming more than his daughter... now I was his goddess...
We went out the front door of the house, there was a lot of wind and I had to hold onto my skirt so it wouldn't lift up, dad noticed but didn't say anything, while he took care of locking the door with a key, I looked around, many neighbors were at that hour on their terraces reading the newspaper, others watering their plants, the totality were men, I felt their gazes on me, running over me, I saw more than one touching his penis, dad gave them a look and we started walking I lagged behind a bit because it was hard for me to walk in those high heels, which were new to me, and dad realized and waited for me, then he circled my waist at the same time indicating that our car was halfway around the corner, he led me like this, feeling very slutty with that mini skirt and high heels; but I wasn't just any slut ... I was dad's slut, and I started to enjoy it, I dropped my skirt and excitedly let the wind do its thing, seeing open-mouthed faces... I don't know if dad was proud or jealous, he opened the door, but didn't move away even a little, I passed through the small space he left, rubbing his inflamed member... first with one hand, then with my buttocks... slowly.
Inside the car, I settled against the door and tried to get my knees to stick to the gearshift, dad entered from the other side and realized what gift he was getting, but he didn't take advantage of it, and only came looking at me sideways, pretending not to notice all the way...
Dad took me to a shopping mall, we were walking through different department stores, choosing clothes, he helped me pick out... or rather, he picked out for me, I realized dad was buying me suggestive clothing, mini skirts and shorts with very short waists, low-cut blouses made of semi-transparent fabrics, some without straps, others strapless, even took me to the lingerie section and helped me choose sleepwear, a satin blue sky nightgown that was very pretty, he didn't stop there, and also selected a lot of underwear, fine, delicate, and tiny bras that I never imagined existed; most of these clothes were for slightly older girls than me, but I was fascinated... although maybe later I'd have to find out how to wear them. explain to my mother; my father was checking the shelves while I tried on everything he gave me, I would come out of the dressing room with clothes on, ask him how I looked, give a turn in front of him, walk coquettishly, and so we spent a great time, thus we continued searching until one day he found an item that left him perplexed, it was a black lace mini skirt, super fitted, with a delicate gemstone belt in pink color with sequin applications, on the mannequin it looked incredible, but it was too daring, he looked at me wondering if I would dare to wear it, I hugged him mischievously while saying will you buy it for me, come on, please? He accepted enthusiastically, we chose two different sizes and entered the dressing room, it felt sensational, it was very fine, the friction with the fabric excited me, the first one fit super small, to the point where I couldn't bend slightly because my underwear showed, so I put on the second one a little bigger, I walked out slowly, dad was left speechless, he said I looked divine, I approached him slowly, wrapped my arms around his neck and gave him a kiss, half on the cheek and half on the mouth, he was taken aback by that gesture, I returned to the dressing room satisfied with my boldness, and exchanged the clothes without saying anything to my father, handing him the smallest one for him to pay, then he took me to the shoe department and we chose beautiful shoes with very thin straps in black patent leather without a heel, or like sandals but with a 7-inch heel, even higher than I had at that moment, I thought I couldn't walk in them, but I said persuasively that if he liked them I was fine... as long as he held me up while walking so I wouldn't take a bad step... I never expected him to say he would buy them for me, but that I should wear them, I felt between a rock and a hard place, but couldn't say no, since he probably She needed a lot of courage to ask me for it, without more, I had no other choice but to comply and walked out of there with the highest heels I'd ever worn in my life, feeling like one of those women who dance for gentlemen; afterwards, Dad took me to the cinema, inside, in the darkness, while we watched the movie we were embracing like newlyweds, Dad took my hand and told me he was having the happiest day of his life and kissed me, just as I had done before, half on the cheek and half on the mouth, I returned the kiss, but this time it was on his neck, I felt him shudder, he squeezed my hand, I pulled our hands towards me and placed both on my legs, since he had been looking at them insistently for a while, afterwards, slowly I released his hand without trying to remove mine from there, Dad kept staring at my legs, immobile, submissive, he let me extend his hand gently, when finally I had his hand open over my thighs, I removed mine and curled up on his chest, I was nervous, didn't know what else to do, then I felt...Dad tried to caress me, but he was very timid, his hand was very trembling, every slight advance of his hand was followed by a long pause, indecisive about doing something bolder, he stopped completely, I brought my legs closer to him, but couldn't get him to dare, then I started a barely perceptible movement with my legs, rubbing them together lightly, he advanced a little towards me, I continued and he advanced again, his arm rubbed against my breasts, with one hand I encircled that arm and pulled it closer so he would feel safe, with the other I caressed his arm, until he slowly started caressing every inch of my skin, from my knees to almost placing his hand on my miniskirt, I rubbed my cheek against his chest to indicate that he should continue, that he could do whatever he wanted...that I was waiting for it...and then he ventured, caressing me, squeezing me...touching me... movie...after finishing this one, before the lights turned on, Dad gently withdrew his hand, we got up and headed to the parking lot where we had left the car, fate wanted me to have accidentally left the interior light on by mistake, which caused the car not to start, I felt bad...it was my fault, but my father told me it didn't matter, that he couldn't be annoyed with me, he said we would take a taxi and he would return for the car the next day....we walked to the corner, it was already night and with so many people, it was impossible to get a free taxi, so we had no choice but to use the subway, as we descended the stairs, sighs of admiration and some whistling were heard, I begged my father to carry the shopping bags and continued walking while trying to stretch down my skirt to cover my legs, which were rising on their own, many guys would shout things like oh mama, you look yummy from here they were the worst kind, who didn't care that Dad was there, staring at my legs shamelessly, they were scaring me, someone said cute little thing, but you're already reaching for the bell...the subway was approaching, then Dad warned me get ready, we're going to get on those guys heard it; we squeezed in tightly, some of them started saying let my father-in-law pass... back off, don't hurt the father-in-law...the car was full, barely managed to get in, as we were squeezing between people, I felt many hands touching my booty without permission, over ten, we found a spot, the car was moving, I held onto the tube, feeling like everyone was devouring me with their eyes, someone spat they're white...I had forgotten to pull down my skirt, blushing, I tried to do so, then felt someone approaching and sticking to me from behind, felt his inflamed member between my buttocks, waited for my father's reaction... father with that type... waited... but nothing happened, strange, I searched for my father with my eyes and found him... just behind me... then a feeling of excitement overwhelmed me again, slowly passing my gaze over the entire place, looking down on all those guys with disdain... I stood as scandalously as possible, lifting my buttocks and tensing my legs, pushing them back towards my father's member... the minutes passed... I don't know how many... nobody was screaming anymore... now they were silent, absorbed, incredulous, I relaxed my arms a bit to enjoy the movement of the wagon... poor devils... that girl already had it bad... and it wasn't just any old thing... they remained stunned... looking at us with amazement, gazing at each other as if asking if this was normal... of course not, it wasn't... it was special; I felt stimulated, the rocking motion made us rub against each other inevitably... I lowered my gaze and observed my small feet and slender legs, something separated in high heels... I could see Papa's two feet poking out between mine, we were standing in the same space... I contemplated the thickness of Papa's legs contrasting with mine... I felt Papa pushing a bit and made a slight movement of my hips to try to adjust my buttocks better to Papa... it felt big, very big... at that moment we knew we had gone beyond the limit, there would be no turning back... it was a one-way road... when we saw ourselves getting off, those guys were just a bunch of losers trying to find an explanation for something they didn't understand, others looked insistently at Papa's package, and then I noticed he had an excessively noticeable wet stain on his pants.
We got home around nine o'clock at night, without speaking, not daring to do so, Papa turned on the lights when we got in, we sighed, both of us were exhausted, it had been a long day, Papa avoided looking me straight in the eye as much as possible, I told him I would take a shower and then I would look for something in the fridge for both of us, he nodded without looking at me, sat down in the living room and turned on the TV, I entered the bathroom introducing the bags with the clothes we had bought discreetly, I think he saw it but pretended not to, I took off my clothes and noticed that my pants were very wet...very wet, I bathed scrupulously, put on new tight and tiny pants with a flirtatious bow in front, that didn't cover even half of each buttock, I chose a short and lightweight blouse with straps that had ties on the chest, which I didn't do, and left it open...and then I took out the lace skirt...contemplating it for a while...I put it on, it was terribly small, even sliding it down to my hips it continued to be excessively short, I perfumed myself, adjusted my neckline, applied very discreet shadows to my eyelids and shone my lips without painting them, I was about to leave when I realized I was wearing slippers, took the new shoes, cleaned them and put them on, looked at the mirror, I saw myself super sexy, but wanted to make sparks, so I took off the gold bracelet from my hand and put it on my ankle; I left the bathroom...dad wasn't in the living room, I searched for him with my eyes and found him in the backyard garden...he was sitting looking at the sky, going over what had happened, I think; we have some confidential benches there in the garden, he had lit all the lights and was smoking a cigar, I thought about announcing that the bathroom was free for the...but I had doubts that dad would enter and during the bath release his desires, so I went to the fridge, not sure what I would do and ventured, took a plate and cut small squares of ball cheese, and took out two of his beers...yes, two...I didn't know what he would say about it, but if I noticed he wasn't in agreement, I would pretend they were for him...I approached him walking sensually, he was still with his back to me without noticing, cleared my throat for him to hear...he turned and discovered me, with those clothes on, walking towards him in slippers, the plate in one hand and two beers in the other, he devoured me with red eyes of desire...I asked how everything had gone, he only said... god almighty... I knew it was good, I stopped right in front of him, very close; through the thin fabric of my blouse, the tips of my erect and sharp nipples were transparent, I extended a beer to him, keeping the other one in my hand, he noticed that but didn't protest...looking at me, he noticed my subtle makeup on my eyes and the shine of my lips, we kept looking at each other without speaking, his eyes injected with blood, exposing me to being scolded, I slowly started to open the beer can in my hands, I couldn't, the ring hurt my fingers...then dad took it away from my hands......and gave it back to me open; he didn't stop looking at us; it was the moment, I took a very lascivious sip...dad was paralyzed, he hadn't even opened his beer yet...so I brought mine to his lips inviting him, he took a very large drink...very long...a little beer dripped from his lips, because without wanting to, I had taken the can away from him before time...I cleaned that up with my fingers, slowly, like a caress, I passed my nails very smoothly over the area, slowly I went closer to him...I took another sip...I observed that dad was separating his legs a little so I could get closer to him...it was a very clear sign...I handed him the open beer and turned around towards the bench in front of me, which was about two meters away, and I leaned back excessively to put the plate with the grated cheese there, I heard my father's groan, without knowing why, but I dared to look at him while I was in that position, dad was gazing at my butt with his mouth open, then when our eyes met again, he turned to look at the sky, coughing and clearing his throat sadly, but I remained like that, leaning forward towards him, while I savored a little piece of cheese...it were long seconds, dad He gave notice, lowered his gaze from the firmament and looked at me again in the eyes, held my gaze while savoring that seductive bite and finally understood......his eyes slowly returned to mine...to that part of me that I longed for him to see...he was contemplating me with lust and desire, with much desire; he couldn't help it, and I saw him adjust his member without restraint, even with his clothes on, I think it was hurting him...he drank everything left in the can, not stopping, but without taking his eyes off my flesh...he went back to manipulating his penis shamelessly...there was no need for a single word, I stood up slowly, turning towards him, and he stretched out his arms towards me, I walked towards him with great slowness, looking at him in the eyes, he looked at my exposed navel and legs, then slid down onto the bench, accommodating himself to me, I sat beside him on his legs, high up, above the package that was noticeable, one hand wrapped around my bare waist and the other caressed my knee; having been inclined, my hair had fallen all over in front of me, and now it was on my chest, I started to tie it voluptuously, when finished I got the other beer...my dad, servile, opened it for me, I started drinking it slowly, giving it sips spaced out, almost finishing it, Dad kept caressing my knees, his other hand was on my hips, his gaze was in my neckline, the immodest opening of my blouse not yet tied, allowed him to see my rosy breasts and excited nipples, he no longer felt like hiding his gaze, I noticed that, and perhaps encouraged by the beer, I did...my blouse was open and all I needed was to slide the strap with one finger for the fabric to fall, freeing my right breast completely, Dad looked at me with great gratitude, before he could do anything else, I drank until the end of what was left in the can, and let it drop slowly, while looking at Dad's eyes, our faces were approaching, his hand slid along my... Thighs, more above, until they touched my panties and he started to caress them, the other hand drew me towards him... his mouth searched for mine and found it, thirsty for him, I buried my fingers in his hair and we gave each other a long, incestuous and lubricious kiss, he introduced his tongue into my mouth, I was inexperienced at kissing but he was a great master and let me do it, his other hand rose, scratching all over my back, he held me gently by the hair and pulled my head back with much gentleness, started to kiss my neck, behind my ears, gave me strong kisses, sucked, sniffed, stopped when he reached my chest to contemplate it, I didn't kiss it, admired it with devotion, could notice that at some moment, without realizing it, had separated my legs a little to receive his caresses... and daddy was touching me, I freed myself as much as I could... daddy got scared for a moment, thinking I would be angry, slowly slid my blouse over me and took it off in front of him...... there he was, my daughter, naked from the waist up, standing in front of him, her nipples extremely excited, my breasts rose and fell with my agitated breathing, put his hands under my arms, in my armpits... and pulled me towards him, rubbed his face on my breasts, his mustache tickled deliciously. Daddy smelled of sweat since I hadn't given him time to bathe, had a very strong smell of male that strangely seduced me, contrasted with my body which was fresh, clean and delicately perfumed; we were so different... daddy rubbed against himself, submerged his nose in my armpits and sniffed like an animal, feeling all kinds of smells that made him idiotic, my eyes were closed, enjoying his masculine vigor, seemed a doll between his big and hairy arms, and finally started to eat my virgin breasts with avidity, hunger, took possession of my nipples with his lips and stimulated them, kissed them, passed from one to the other alternately, I was anchored on his strong shoulders to resist his assault, let out my his sides and hands went down to my shins, caressing my heels and the back of my knees, he was rubbing me, making me go crazy, his hands kept going up behind my legs, one hand on each leg, he separated them so I could caress the inner part, already getting close to my buttocks...but he did it under the skirt, I arched my back in pleasure, he felt it and started massaging, squeezing, touched the fabric of my skimpy panties, caressed them, they were wet, I felt his fingers caressing my feminine lips above the fabric, I moaned, he continued, I couldn't resist anymore, and I leaned all my body on him, felt like he was trying to get one side of my panties off, but they were very tight, lifted my rear end to make it easier for him and started caressing his back with my nails to incite him, finally managed to remove them, and felt his hands tracing from behind my naked sex, caressing my lips, distributing all that moisture, softly pressing on the entrance of my vagina, I felt like he moistened one of his fingers with my fluids, and put it in my entrance, moving it in circles, rubbing it around, hesitant, pushed it back slightly and felt like a small part of his finger entered my vagina, let out a moan, started moving my hips slowly, and he did the rest, introducing the rest of his finger until it could go no further, I felt something tearing inside me and a small pinch, startled made an involuntary movement...after that I felt something warm, there was no pain or blood; he was patient and gave me time, afterwards, when I started moving my hips again he began to explore inside me, turned my head and looked back at my rear end, only managed to see how that rough hand disappeared between my precious buttocks, didn't resist for much longer and reached an overwhelming orgasm, he gave me a break without taking his hand out of me, kissed my lips, my liquids were sliding down my legs, I told him with a very low and interrupted voice, the only one who managed to emit... 'daddy, take me to the living room, please' He kissed my lips again and started driving me slowly to the living room, circling my waist with his arm, but never taking that finger out of my vagina, pulling my booty lightly upwards, forcing me to lift it, that was a very indecent hug, but coming from the loved one, it didn't bother me at all, I vainly walked slightly ahead of him, so he could observe me like this, I swayed my hips a lot, he released his member on the way and caressed it vigorously during the trip, arriving in the living room, I settled onto the sofa, resting on my knees and elbows, offering him a splendid view of my bare backside, he lowered his pants with his free hand and didn't take his finger out until he sat down behind and his penis was ready to enter me, and that's when the second part of our incestuous encounter began... Daddy made me his own, he penetrated me vigorously but with a lot of love, those were moments of total surrender, we forgot about parent-child relationships and ages, we were just a man and a woman sealing a pact, a pact of love, of complicity... and of much discretion. He held my hips while thrusting into me with power, snorting like a bull, occasionally I looked back trying to see the scene, it was hard due to the movement, our gazes crossed, daddy stretched out his hand without stopping, and lovingly adjusted my hair that covered my eyes, wiped away my sweat, I looked at him gratefully and he smiled, closed my eyes and without feelings of guilt, he thrust into me with his great member... it was too much pleasure to endure for a long time, afterwards, after a while, I felt a second orgasm, I moaned very loudly and tensed up, he smiled, but didn't stop, his movement became faster, not more than a minute, his hands held me tight and pulled me towards him, burying his sex deep inside and stopping in mid-air, I looked at him proudly of mine, he already wasn't... I moved, just pushed everything I could, until I felt a abundant hot liquid flooding me from inside, wave after wave, there were several jets, finally it stopped and slowly started pushing and we let ourselves fall onto the sofa, his sex pulsating in my interior, exhausted, happy, he loaded his own weight with his arms so as not to suffocate me, I closed my eyes and rested my cheek on the pillow of the sofa, my father's face was just behind mine, and whispered in my ear… forgive me, I couldn't help it, without opening my eyes, enjoying that moment of sincerity, I said dad, I wanted it, and I'm sure I provoked it...don't apologize then he said I shouldn't have ended up in you, it's risky, excited as I was, I hadn't noticed that, he continued tomorrow when you wake up, you'll find a pill on the table, in the kitchen, don't forget to take it please... no dad, what you say afterwards he started playing with my earrings, enjoying seeing me smile with my eyes closed, he was giving me kisses on my shoulder, caressing the corner of my lips with his finger and said you make me very happy, I'm very lucky to have a daughter as loving as you, then I opened my eyes and looking at him said I love you so much dad, I need you...and I'll be yours if you want then he looked at me very firmly and said I love you baby, but what I feel for you is not acceptable for normal people I responded seductively I'm not normal, pussy...I'm special, don't you remember? You said it in the morning with a sparkle of happiness in his gaze he swore I'll never leave you baby, I'll be by your side as long as you want me. We sealed that pact with a lovers' kiss.
After getting up, abundant liquids started flowing out from between my legs, due to my orgasm and his ejaculation, he gave me the bathroom and I washed happily, washing away the traces of my father's body on mine, when I came out, I did so wearing the nightgown he had bought for me, he looked at me and said I see you Beautiful, I told her the fabric felt sensational and I said touch it, she slid her hands from my waist to my hips over the fabric, I stood on tiptoes and gave her a kiss on the lips, and then I left, he went to take a bath, when he finished, he headed to my room to give me goodnight, but he didn't find me, he searched the whole house without success, when he opened his door, he found me, I was under the sheets in his bed, smiling at him, I told him I wanted to sleep with him, he nodded, lifted the sheet for himself and noticed I was completely naked, he got into bed, and I snuggled up against his chest, our legs were tangled and we brought our sexes close together, dad slid his hands over my hips and played with them, I wasn't stopping giving him kisses on his chest, my bare breasts on his chest, we were caressing each other for a good while, making out, he fell asleep first, I don't know what time it was.
This happened the same day my mother left us alone, I only needed one day to fall in love with my father, maybe he had wanted me since a long time ago...I don't know.
When I woke up, it was Sunday, he wasn't there, I got up and went to the kitchen, where I found a pill and a note saying he had gone for his car.
During that week, we spent our days like newlyweds, playing, buying ready-made food, going out, I would go to school and he would go to work, and we would come back eager to be together again, he made love to me every day, taught me different ways to give him pleasure, and gave it to me in many different ways, without exception, we slept together every night, naked, sometimes in their room, sometimes in mine, the days passed, dad said he would make a very quick trip, return the next day, and now yes, he explained the reasons with great detail, I couldn't go because I had an exam the next day, I would be alone for just one day, so I nodded telling him not to worry, and he left.
That afternoon, I was getting out of a long bath, dressed up and Feeling sexy, I was left stunned when I found myself face to face with my mother, she found me, dressed as I was, in all that daring and new clothes she hadn't bought for me, I didn't know what to say, she reacted and said Oh my love, excuse this scare you gave me, I wanted to warn you but the phone has been busy for more than a week, I looked at the living room and noticed that indeed the device was hung up, since my father and I had loved each other in that place and we should have knocked, I noted that she was leaving the parents' bedroom, she had entered to leave her suitcase, there were my clothes among the sheets and on the floor, but she didn't say anything about it, stuttering, with my soul on a thread like a dying person I asked and...your father? I stammered at first and replied he's gone...you know where, Her face was crumbling, and I continued, but now with security and triumphant voice she said she needed to see someone, to talk and finish it off, my mother listened to that and her face brightened again, she hugged me tightly in silence, only saying thank God without letting go, she asked if I had eaten, I said no, then she said in a strange tone daughter, the house is...a bit messy, will you help me with that while I cook dinner? I said yes mom, I love you... I also my sky, come on, we let go and she went to the kitchen, I entered their room and picked up all my clothes and took them to my room.
Dad came back and had a long talk with my mother, I don't know what stories he made up, mom accepted them without complications... never again was the word divorce heard in our house. To this day, the family remains united.
Mom never asked me what I did during her absence, nor does she question the fact that my father often buys me clothes, although they are all very daring.
Mom works, which allows me to be alone with dad when he's not traveling, we maintain our incestuous relationship to date, very frequently we go out alone for a walk as if we were boyfriends, I ask him what he wants me to wear, always ready to please him with whatever he chooses, regardless of how uncomfortable or compromising it may be, sometimes he takes me to dinner or dancing, and always at the end, we end up in some hotel where he makes love to me long and deliciously, I participate enthusiastically and happy to receive his manhood, I am more than my lover...I am my own father's woman...end.
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