Hello to all. My name is María José and I'm 19 years old. I'm a very attractive woman, as all the men who have slept with me and... my own father have told me. I have long and smooth dark brown hair, brown eyes, brunette skin, and a nice face. It's not because I'm being boastful, but I acknowledge what God gave me. I'm 1 meter 60 tall and have a well-formed body.
Well, what I'll tell you next happened exactly two months ago, just after I turned 19 years old...
Every time I hear Mom moaning, I can't help but get wet and imagine you naked and deep inside me.
My room is right next to my parents'. And every night I could hear against my wall how they were hitting their bed and how loudly Mom was moaning. Every time it ended with all my underwear soaked from just imagining that situation and my dad completely naked.
Every time the silence returned, I'd quickly run out into the hallway, pretending I'm going to the kitchen and can see him coming out totally sweaty, wearing only his boxer shorts and emphasizing his things.
I like staying in some pants and the top of my bikini on Fridays. I always say it's because of the heat; but really, I stay like that waiting for Dad to come home from playing soccer with his friends.
He usually comes home to take a bath and arrives wearing his team's colors, although many times without his jersey. And I take advantage of that situation to hug him and feel his warm body next to mine.
During this summer, Mom went to visit relatives in the interior and I didn't want to go and Dad couldn't because he had to work. So she left for 15 days.
After she left, I started wearing my bikini inside the house, excusing myself by saying it was hot. When Dad came home from work, I'd tell him to stay in his boxer shorts without a shirt, so he wouldn't get too hot. He'd just put on his short pants and nothing above that, leaving me to enjoy looking at him without his shirts. positions. Each night, after dinner, I would give him massages and rub my body against his back. And I got very excited having his warm skin next to mine. Although he didn't say anything, he would just stay for a while and then leave.
One night, in the dark, he thought I was asleep and got up without making a sound and approached the slightly open door of his room and could see him masturbating. He needed a woman and I couldn't resist.
Days later, my mom called on the phone, saying she would stay for a month because a family member had fallen ill and she would take care of him.
That day I put on the smallest bikini I had and waited for Papa to arrive from playing soccer with his friends.
When he arrived, I hugged him very tightly and rubbed myself against his sweat. I gave him a kiss on the neck, one on the chest, and another on his nipple. I told him I was happy to see him. He was surprised, but didn't say anything.
I told him I was going to take a bath first because I got dirty from his sweat. I took everything off, entered the bathtub, and left the door open.
After a little while, I heard his voice telling me if he could come in to pee, and I responded yes. While I was bathing, I saw his silhouette reflected on the shower curtain and how he pulled out all his things completely hard and started peeing. I had many desires, but didn't dare to open the curtain. I just slid my fingers between my legs and tried to calm down.
After getting out and having him take a bath too, we ate in silence and went to sleep each in our own room.
In the middle of the night, I got up to get something from the kitchen. I was wearing my underwear but decided not to put on a bra. When he arrived, I started turning on the lights and making loud noises. When I heard him open the door, I stood with my back to the hallway and just took soda. I heard his steps behind me, but didn't say anything, nor did he. I felt pressure in my booty, then made my booty hard and did it for behind, as if he were handing it to me. I grabbed an arm and turned around and could see that he was naked and very hard. He started sucking my nipples and putting his fingers between my legs. Then, I grabbed my hands and made him start masturbating while putting his tongue in my mouth. When his head started getting wet all over his member, I just lowered myself and began to clean it with my tongue. He lifted me up with force and put me on my back on the kitchen table. I ripped off my underwear and made him open my legs wide. He wrapped them around himself and without wasting time, grabbed it and pushed it in hard until the end, making me start to moan louder each time. All I felt was his strength and movements while entering and leaving. His body was sweating on top of mine and his things were well inside; as I was about to explode from pleasure.
Suddenly he pulled out all his member from inside me and put my legs on his shoulders. And again with force, pushed it in hard until the end, but this time in the Booty. Making me moan loudly. After breaking my Booty; he started moaning loudly and loading up my Booty with what he had saved for me.
After finishing, he kissed me and rubbed all his member on my face. We took a shower together and went to sleep at my bed. Finally, I could have him all to myself and I liked it very much to suck it every time I came home from work and sleep feeling his things in my Booty. But when my mom arrived, everything stopped. Although now I only wear skirts and no underwear because my dad likes to get between my legs every time my mom is careless or not at home, but what's happiness soon brought us a Blessing. Since my father never uses condoms, and I didn't have any pills or money to buy them afterwards that day. Then... something had to happen logically. I feel something new growing inside me, something that brings me great joy and happiness. Now, already Three months having passed, I'm sorry to say it's growing more and more, accepting in a very good way that my baby will grow up with a false 'single mother'. For a practically broken marriage between my father and my mother, I think a grandchild would be great for them. Don't you agree? I say they'll get it at the best time, plus my baby will grow up with its parents, even though as we agreed, my dad and I: We'll tell him who his father is once my mom isn't in this world... The day I told my dad that I was pregnant with him, I took him to get a tattoo of his name on my right chest, marking myself like it's his property, as if an alpha male marks his territory
Well, what I'll tell you next happened exactly two months ago, just after I turned 19 years old...
Every time I hear Mom moaning, I can't help but get wet and imagine you naked and deep inside me.
My room is right next to my parents'. And every night I could hear against my wall how they were hitting their bed and how loudly Mom was moaning. Every time it ended with all my underwear soaked from just imagining that situation and my dad completely naked.
Every time the silence returned, I'd quickly run out into the hallway, pretending I'm going to the kitchen and can see him coming out totally sweaty, wearing only his boxer shorts and emphasizing his things.
I like staying in some pants and the top of my bikini on Fridays. I always say it's because of the heat; but really, I stay like that waiting for Dad to come home from playing soccer with his friends.
He usually comes home to take a bath and arrives wearing his team's colors, although many times without his jersey. And I take advantage of that situation to hug him and feel his warm body next to mine.
During this summer, Mom went to visit relatives in the interior and I didn't want to go and Dad couldn't because he had to work. So she left for 15 days.
After she left, I started wearing my bikini inside the house, excusing myself by saying it was hot. When Dad came home from work, I'd tell him to stay in his boxer shorts without a shirt, so he wouldn't get too hot. He'd just put on his short pants and nothing above that, leaving me to enjoy looking at him without his shirts. positions. Each night, after dinner, I would give him massages and rub my body against his back. And I got very excited having his warm skin next to mine. Although he didn't say anything, he would just stay for a while and then leave.
One night, in the dark, he thought I was asleep and got up without making a sound and approached the slightly open door of his room and could see him masturbating. He needed a woman and I couldn't resist.
Days later, my mom called on the phone, saying she would stay for a month because a family member had fallen ill and she would take care of him.
That day I put on the smallest bikini I had and waited for Papa to arrive from playing soccer with his friends.
When he arrived, I hugged him very tightly and rubbed myself against his sweat. I gave him a kiss on the neck, one on the chest, and another on his nipple. I told him I was happy to see him. He was surprised, but didn't say anything.
I told him I was going to take a bath first because I got dirty from his sweat. I took everything off, entered the bathtub, and left the door open.
After a little while, I heard his voice telling me if he could come in to pee, and I responded yes. While I was bathing, I saw his silhouette reflected on the shower curtain and how he pulled out all his things completely hard and started peeing. I had many desires, but didn't dare to open the curtain. I just slid my fingers between my legs and tried to calm down.
After getting out and having him take a bath too, we ate in silence and went to sleep each in our own room.
In the middle of the night, I got up to get something from the kitchen. I was wearing my underwear but decided not to put on a bra. When he arrived, I started turning on the lights and making loud noises. When I heard him open the door, I stood with my back to the hallway and just took soda. I heard his steps behind me, but didn't say anything, nor did he. I felt pressure in my booty, then made my booty hard and did it for behind, as if he were handing it to me. I grabbed an arm and turned around and could see that he was naked and very hard. He started sucking my nipples and putting his fingers between my legs. Then, I grabbed my hands and made him start masturbating while putting his tongue in my mouth. When his head started getting wet all over his member, I just lowered myself and began to clean it with my tongue. He lifted me up with force and put me on my back on the kitchen table. I ripped off my underwear and made him open my legs wide. He wrapped them around himself and without wasting time, grabbed it and pushed it in hard until the end, making me start to moan louder each time. All I felt was his strength and movements while entering and leaving. His body was sweating on top of mine and his things were well inside; as I was about to explode from pleasure.
Suddenly he pulled out all his member from inside me and put my legs on his shoulders. And again with force, pushed it in hard until the end, but this time in the Booty. Making me moan loudly. After breaking my Booty; he started moaning loudly and loading up my Booty with what he had saved for me.
After finishing, he kissed me and rubbed all his member on my face. We took a shower together and went to sleep at my bed. Finally, I could have him all to myself and I liked it very much to suck it every time I came home from work and sleep feeling his things in my Booty. But when my mom arrived, everything stopped. Although now I only wear skirts and no underwear because my dad likes to get between my legs every time my mom is careless or not at home, but what's happiness soon brought us a Blessing. Since my father never uses condoms, and I didn't have any pills or money to buy them afterwards that day. Then... something had to happen logically. I feel something new growing inside me, something that brings me great joy and happiness. Now, already Three months having passed, I'm sorry to say it's growing more and more, accepting in a very good way that my baby will grow up with a false 'single mother'. For a practically broken marriage between my father and my mother, I think a grandchild would be great for them. Don't you agree? I say they'll get it at the best time, plus my baby will grow up with its parents, even though as we agreed, my dad and I: We'll tell him who his father is once my mom isn't in this world... The day I told my dad that I was pregnant with him, I took him to get a tattoo of his name on my right chest, marking myself like it's his property, as if an alpha male marks his territory
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