Hello. Before anything I introduce myself: My name is Alejo. Until recently I had a relatively quiet life. A father of family, at 45 years old I have the bad luck of having been widowed. I have two sons, products of my marriage but also an extra-marital daughter with whom I never had a relationship. Her mother did everything possible for it to be that way and I never did much to get to know her.
Everything I'm going to tell will seem a little strange to some and incredible to many but it's all true. Probably if I hadn't spent time reading the fantasies and experiences of various men and women who write here, I would never have had the intention or courage to share everything I'm about to share. Sorry if it's a bit long at first but I think it wouldn't make sense otherwise.
Well, after making these clarifications I start:
Everything started in the summer. Since I've been widowed, I've spent a lot of my free time on social media. My older son made me a Facebook account and from there I took contact with many people. Among them was a girl who added me and immediately began writing to me as if she'd known me all her life. At first I doubted it was some scammer, like the ones my son Diego had warned me about, then I thought she was interested in me but for my surprise the interest she had was another one. It turned out to be my daughter.
Distant from her mother and informed of my recent widowhood, she decided to get to know me. The truth is that all this took me by surprise. But in my situation I was a little eager to recover affection. We started chatting regularly to get to know each other's lives. We had 24 years to catch up on. The truth is I only saw her a few times as a child with her mother. She was a girl of the most pleasant, gracious and very chatty kind. Sometimes it cost me to keep up with her because I don't write very quickly.
One afternoon while I was in the living room polishing my shoes. The doorbell rang and a few seconds later my son minor, Enzo, came to look for me saying - Hey, your cutie is looking for you -
I thought it was a saleswoman since she was at the door with two large bags. She was a woman with very fair skin, brown eyes, and dark hair. I had the impression of knowing her but didn't know where from or in what capacity.
- Hi Dad, I'm Lourdes - she said to clear up my doubts. I couldn't believe it. I no longer knew where that sweet girl was who I had in my memory. I stayed stiff and only reacted when she crossed the door and gave me a strong hug. I hugged her back and before my still strange gaze, she went on to explain.
- Dad, I need a place to stay. It'll just be for a few days. Can you help me out? I can settle anywhere. Please!!! - she begged, reminding me for an instant of that sweet girl I once saw.
- Of course. I'm your father, I won't deny you a hand - I replied. I carried her bags while she introduced herself with my son Enzo.
The guy apparently didn't register that it was his own sister. He looked at her all over. Well, maybe at his age he would have caused the same impression on me too. I have to admit that my daughter had grown up very well and her clothing helped notice it. She was wearing a blue jean pant that marked her butt really well. Above she wore a white shirt that showed off her belly button ring and for good measure, a neckline that barely contained round and fairly large breasts.
I felt a little bad about the thoughts that crossed my mind when I saw her. Meanwhile, she was pinching Enzo's cheek and telling him he looked just like me. The teenage guy wasn't annoyed with her like he would be with anyone else who said that to him. I sent him to change the sheets in the room that the maid sometimes used for cutting.
A few hours later, my son Diego came home from work and found us three chatting in the kitchen while Lourdes was preparing some pasta to thank our hospitality.
- You must be Diego - she said Before running to hug him, like he did with me.
My son looked at me without understanding and we soon explained what was happening before he thought of anything. My son Diego is quite mischievous and I could see the look he gave me when he entered.
Well, as things were, we passed the first night like a family with lots of chat, many questions and a spectacular pasta. It was a beautiful night, seeing my three sons sitting at the table laughing and chatting for the first time together was something moving.
But the truth is that the memory I keep most from that night wasn't that beautiful family photo but something that would come later. After dinner, Lourdes went to take a bath before going to bed. A moment when my sons took advantage of it to question me about her, about her stay in the house and everything they could ask about it. I answered as much as I could.
We were in the middle of this when my daughter appeared wrapped in a white towel that barely covered her nipples and nothing on her legs. She was still wet and her black hair was hanging over her shoulders. Some drops were falling from her legs and one in particular fell down to get lost between her breasts. The three of us remained mute and with our eyes open like cartoon drawings.
No do you have a hair dryer? she asked, adjusting the towel that wasn't very tight and seemed like it was going to fall off at any moment.
If you want to see it, I'll go look for it, I replied, red as a tomato.
I searched for the hair dryer in the bathroom cabinet. When I was doing that, I looked sideways and saw her clothes next to the bathtub. There was a provocative red mini-skirt. I think she noticed because she said Oh, sorry about the mess and bent down to pick up the clothes. Almost died when she bent down. When she did, the towel lifted and I could see my daughter's bare butt in the foreground. It was round and paradisical like those of vedettes or TV models, apart from being a bit wet. I hadn't seen that in decades. Something like that. I left the hair dryer in a hurry and got out as fast as I could.
I was dying of fear that it would have noticed my cock standing up. I couldn't associate that infernal body with the idea that it might be my daughter. My heart was racing like a locomotive. I thought I was going to have a heart attack. I stayed locked in my room for a while so as not to cross her again wrapped in that towel.
This little girl, I don't know if she was conscious of the heat she produced
To calm my mind, I turned on the TV and got into bed, but the image of that naked bum kept drilling into my mind. I wasn't going to be able to get rid of the heat by watching sports. I turned off the TV and started jerking off with a desperation I hadn't felt since my youth. It didn't take me long to come big time. I was still feeling very pleased and relieved when I heard three knocks at the door.
- It's me, Lourdes, can I come in? - asked from the other side of the door
-One second! - I replied with adrenaline rushing through my veins. I quickly cleaned up and covered myself to the neck like a baby - Come on, dear - I said more calmly.
When she opened the door, I almost died! She had one of those pink satin babydolls that was way too short!
What a piece of ass, please! Those beautiful tits were completely naked under the satin. You could tell by the shape of the nipples and those sculptural legs walking slowly towards my bed looked like the preview of a porn movie. Her natural face and that warm, sensual smile finished warming me up again.
I had just come and was already getting hard again! This girl was better than Viagra!
-Come to thank you and give you goodnight kiss - she whispered next to me. She bent down, gave me a kiss on the forehead, putting those spectacular breasts right in front of my face, and then backed away on tiptoes. I don't know how I managed to hold back from getting her into bed with me. I couldn't jerk off again because I fell asleep instantly.
I was between sleeping and listening to the sound of her bare feet... Once more. I felt like the sheets were sliding behind me and when I turned around, I found Lourdes lying next to me. - Hi papi, I'm coming to thank you again - she says with a slutty face and gives me a movie kiss. I can't contain myself and keep kissing her. My hands go down her legs until they grip that perfect booty. She gets under the sheets and takes off my pajamas. I start eating her cock like a slut and I go crazy from the heat. Nothing matters anymore. Those lips tracing my cock have me on the edge of cum again. I feel the cum building up at the tip of my cock. I hear her talking to me with her mouth full of cock, but I don't understand what she's saying. She was a master of oral sex, sliding her tongue like a slut. I can't contain myself anymore and come inside her mouth, then I see her sitting up with her mouth spitting out cum and says - It's 6:15... it's 6:15... it's 6:15 - agitated and confused, I woke up and the alarm clock was still singing 'it's 6:15'. It had been all a dream. But what a dream! The ejaculation was real. I felt disgusting. I couldn't believe how hot my own daughter was making me! I was going to go crazy! I knew it was something I couldn't make sense of but I couldn't look at her any other way. I couldn't help myself... The worst part is that this was only the first night I would spend in this house...
Everything I'm going to tell will seem a little strange to some and incredible to many but it's all true. Probably if I hadn't spent time reading the fantasies and experiences of various men and women who write here, I would never have had the intention or courage to share everything I'm about to share. Sorry if it's a bit long at first but I think it wouldn't make sense otherwise.
Well, after making these clarifications I start:
Everything started in the summer. Since I've been widowed, I've spent a lot of my free time on social media. My older son made me a Facebook account and from there I took contact with many people. Among them was a girl who added me and immediately began writing to me as if she'd known me all her life. At first I doubted it was some scammer, like the ones my son Diego had warned me about, then I thought she was interested in me but for my surprise the interest she had was another one. It turned out to be my daughter.
Distant from her mother and informed of my recent widowhood, she decided to get to know me. The truth is that all this took me by surprise. But in my situation I was a little eager to recover affection. We started chatting regularly to get to know each other's lives. We had 24 years to catch up on. The truth is I only saw her a few times as a child with her mother. She was a girl of the most pleasant, gracious and very chatty kind. Sometimes it cost me to keep up with her because I don't write very quickly.
One afternoon while I was in the living room polishing my shoes. The doorbell rang and a few seconds later my son minor, Enzo, came to look for me saying - Hey, your cutie is looking for you -
I thought it was a saleswoman since she was at the door with two large bags. She was a woman with very fair skin, brown eyes, and dark hair. I had the impression of knowing her but didn't know where from or in what capacity.
- Hi Dad, I'm Lourdes - she said to clear up my doubts. I couldn't believe it. I no longer knew where that sweet girl was who I had in my memory. I stayed stiff and only reacted when she crossed the door and gave me a strong hug. I hugged her back and before my still strange gaze, she went on to explain.
- Dad, I need a place to stay. It'll just be for a few days. Can you help me out? I can settle anywhere. Please!!! - she begged, reminding me for an instant of that sweet girl I once saw.
- Of course. I'm your father, I won't deny you a hand - I replied. I carried her bags while she introduced herself with my son Enzo.
The guy apparently didn't register that it was his own sister. He looked at her all over. Well, maybe at his age he would have caused the same impression on me too. I have to admit that my daughter had grown up very well and her clothing helped notice it. She was wearing a blue jean pant that marked her butt really well. Above she wore a white shirt that showed off her belly button ring and for good measure, a neckline that barely contained round and fairly large breasts.
I felt a little bad about the thoughts that crossed my mind when I saw her. Meanwhile, she was pinching Enzo's cheek and telling him he looked just like me. The teenage guy wasn't annoyed with her like he would be with anyone else who said that to him. I sent him to change the sheets in the room that the maid sometimes used for cutting.
A few hours later, my son Diego came home from work and found us three chatting in the kitchen while Lourdes was preparing some pasta to thank our hospitality.
- You must be Diego - she said Before running to hug him, like he did with me.
My son looked at me without understanding and we soon explained what was happening before he thought of anything. My son Diego is quite mischievous and I could see the look he gave me when he entered.
Well, as things were, we passed the first night like a family with lots of chat, many questions and a spectacular pasta. It was a beautiful night, seeing my three sons sitting at the table laughing and chatting for the first time together was something moving.
But the truth is that the memory I keep most from that night wasn't that beautiful family photo but something that would come later. After dinner, Lourdes went to take a bath before going to bed. A moment when my sons took advantage of it to question me about her, about her stay in the house and everything they could ask about it. I answered as much as I could.
We were in the middle of this when my daughter appeared wrapped in a white towel that barely covered her nipples and nothing on her legs. She was still wet and her black hair was hanging over her shoulders. Some drops were falling from her legs and one in particular fell down to get lost between her breasts. The three of us remained mute and with our eyes open like cartoon drawings.
No do you have a hair dryer? she asked, adjusting the towel that wasn't very tight and seemed like it was going to fall off at any moment.
If you want to see it, I'll go look for it, I replied, red as a tomato.
I searched for the hair dryer in the bathroom cabinet. When I was doing that, I looked sideways and saw her clothes next to the bathtub. There was a provocative red mini-skirt. I think she noticed because she said Oh, sorry about the mess and bent down to pick up the clothes. Almost died when she bent down. When she did, the towel lifted and I could see my daughter's bare butt in the foreground. It was round and paradisical like those of vedettes or TV models, apart from being a bit wet. I hadn't seen that in decades. Something like that. I left the hair dryer in a hurry and got out as fast as I could.
I was dying of fear that it would have noticed my cock standing up. I couldn't associate that infernal body with the idea that it might be my daughter. My heart was racing like a locomotive. I thought I was going to have a heart attack. I stayed locked in my room for a while so as not to cross her again wrapped in that towel.
This little girl, I don't know if she was conscious of the heat she produced
To calm my mind, I turned on the TV and got into bed, but the image of that naked bum kept drilling into my mind. I wasn't going to be able to get rid of the heat by watching sports. I turned off the TV and started jerking off with a desperation I hadn't felt since my youth. It didn't take me long to come big time. I was still feeling very pleased and relieved when I heard three knocks at the door.
- It's me, Lourdes, can I come in? - asked from the other side of the door
-One second! - I replied with adrenaline rushing through my veins. I quickly cleaned up and covered myself to the neck like a baby - Come on, dear - I said more calmly.
When she opened the door, I almost died! She had one of those pink satin babydolls that was way too short!
What a piece of ass, please! Those beautiful tits were completely naked under the satin. You could tell by the shape of the nipples and those sculptural legs walking slowly towards my bed looked like the preview of a porn movie. Her natural face and that warm, sensual smile finished warming me up again.
I had just come and was already getting hard again! This girl was better than Viagra!
-Come to thank you and give you goodnight kiss - she whispered next to me. She bent down, gave me a kiss on the forehead, putting those spectacular breasts right in front of my face, and then backed away on tiptoes. I don't know how I managed to hold back from getting her into bed with me. I couldn't jerk off again because I fell asleep instantly.
I was between sleeping and listening to the sound of her bare feet... Once more. I felt like the sheets were sliding behind me and when I turned around, I found Lourdes lying next to me. - Hi papi, I'm coming to thank you again - she says with a slutty face and gives me a movie kiss. I can't contain myself and keep kissing her. My hands go down her legs until they grip that perfect booty. She gets under the sheets and takes off my pajamas. I start eating her cock like a slut and I go crazy from the heat. Nothing matters anymore. Those lips tracing my cock have me on the edge of cum again. I feel the cum building up at the tip of my cock. I hear her talking to me with her mouth full of cock, but I don't understand what she's saying. She was a master of oral sex, sliding her tongue like a slut. I can't contain myself anymore and come inside her mouth, then I see her sitting up with her mouth spitting out cum and says - It's 6:15... it's 6:15... it's 6:15 - agitated and confused, I woke up and the alarm clock was still singing 'it's 6:15'. It had been all a dream. But what a dream! The ejaculation was real. I felt disgusting. I couldn't believe how hot my own daughter was making me! I was going to go crazy! I knew it was something I couldn't make sense of but I couldn't look at her any other way. I couldn't help myself... The worst part is that this was only the first night I would spend in this house...
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Muy bueno, Me copa bastante los relatos así.
Tremenda tu Nena Amigo!!! nos dejaste re caliente con el comienzo...
Ya mismo seguimos con la continuación 😉