Obsessed with the final daddy.

By adventure.ctba My name is Angela, I'm a light brunette with green eyes. The fact that I'm going to tell next is completely true and has been happening since my adolescence, just after completing my eighteen years. Every daughter has in her father the figure of a hero and with me it was no different, I have always been passionate about my dad. After catching my parents having sex , climbing with Dad became an obsession for me . I know that many people criticize those who practice incest, so for those of you visiting the site and are still shocked by the facts told here, I advise to read the bible or a self-help book. After all, the only person who could criticise me is my husband he supports me most I picked up my dad with my aunt on a Wednesday, Friday night when my brother went down to the beach with his fiancée and wouldn't be back until Monday evening because he was going straight into work and not coming home. So I had an entire weekend with Dad, and now having him eating out of my hands, there was no way for me to get off tangent like he always did. The same night my mother called to say that her grandmother's health was still the same and she had no forecast when she would return. My mom asked if Aunt Márcia was helping at home, whether we were taking good care of Dad. I told her to be reassured that "we are looking after him very well", so she should not worry about it. Father came home just in time as he finished setting the table for dinner. After we had dinner, I was in the kitchen washing dishes and Dad went to take a shower. When I finished with the kitchen, dad had already done his bath and went into his room to see the newspaper, it struck me strange father's attitude because we always watched the paper and soap opera on TV! Thought to myself; today is no more than that. I took a capricious bath, happy for having shaved one day earlier, therefore nothing could go wrong that night. After taking my bath and getting ready for Dad, I looked in the mirror and confessed to feeling proud that God had blessed me with a perfect body, everything just right, nothing more or less than it should be: stiff-necked jacket, tight little breasts pointing upwards, pillow belt like Mom used to say, thick thighs and well-twisted legs and a pair of green eyes that accentuated my brown complexion. What male could resist all of that, especially with his scratchy little mouth and smelly, smooth-smelling cheeks? This time I just put on a clear silk sweater with nothing else underneath. I knocked on the door of my father's room and when he saw me like that, his mouth was wide open admiring for a long time my little body almost naked nymph covered only by transparent fabric which did not hide belly. Father was hypnotized with glassy eyes in my fleshy bosom and hard nipples pointed at him asking to be caressed, suckled, massaged. Did you like it, Dad? Can I watch the soap opera in your room? "Of course!" said my father in a somewhat cloudy voice. I wonder what was going through Dad's head seeing me standing there in front of him practically naked lying on his bed brazenly offering to do whatever he wanted with me. My father became somewhat restless, perhaps wrestling with his conscience whether or not to carry on what was about to happen. Before he regretted and gave up I lay over him opened my sweater and offered my little breasts for sucking while one of my hands went down through his body until it found the object of pleasure that I had always desired. When my hand got inside his pajamas and I could for the first time feel his huge, thick hard member between my fingers, it was the first thing that frightened me about not being able to handle all of this stuff in my little bathtub much less on my butt. My father would suck my nipples like a hungry baby on his mother's breasts. My little girl body corresponded to every caress, each point that was touched by the strong and agile hands of Daddy. I went into ecstasy when I felt Dad's mouth sucking my crotch while his experienced hands patted my kiss so deliciously that I enjoyed without even being penetrated by his fingers. When I felt my father's fingers run the entire length between the lips of my little kiss, I dropped his dick and opened up as wide as possible to make it easier for him to explore, smell my sex and discover all the still unexplored secret of my gratin. Until then, Dad didn't know that I was no longer a virgin. He only knew for sure when his enormous fingers found no obstacles to penetrate the bottom of my vagina and he felt like letting loose at last, perhaps free from guilt by knowing his daughter had already become a whore. The combination of my father's fingers entering and exiting the cup, his tongue coiling over me was so delicious that I felt my body slowly softening and then began to tremble in such an intense way that I had no choice but to fasten Dad's head between my legs and with my hands hold it tight on his head rubbing my cup against his face while filling his mouth with the juices flowing freely from my intestines. After much mockery, I again looked for my father's stiff limb that barely fit inside his pajamas. No longer in control and with desire dictating my movements, I brought my hand to its rigid stick right on the cloth and began squeezing it tightly. Dad's legs opened up a little bit, and I could move my hand even more. I felt him take my hands and shove them together inside his pajama pants until he found his penis all stiff with desire. I held that object of my wish in an emotional way as dad moved my hand back and forth on his stick, and when he sensed he had figured out what it was he pulled his hand away from me and again went through my groin to find my warm wet pussy. He started massaging my clitoris slowly making fun of me like crazy. Dad couldn't take the teasing anymore, so I slid down until my face was at his dick height and then shoved that fart right over my pajamas. I looked up to see my father's reaction and saw that he had his eyes closed from all the excitement. I smiled and then pulled down my dad's pajama pants leaving him completely naked. I asked her to sit on the bed and plunged my head into that throbbing chest so hard. I'd kiss her head to the base of that mast, and then back up. Kiss the glans... put it in my little mouth, repeat the kisses while my hands played with his balls which were obviously enormous. I took one of my hands from Dad's bag and held onto the body of his huge cock with veins almost as thick as my thumb, and began to punch it slowly. It seemed that she was hypnotized because she could not take her eyes off this wonder which had long since seen entering and exiting the bottle and mother's ass. Father watched me curiously to see what would be my next action, when I stuck that head in my little mouth and started sucking him pleasurably dad couldn't hold for a long time and flooded my fucking mouth. I swallowed what I could, and the rest was dripping down my throat... until just when I thought it was over... there came another slap in the face that joined up with the one I hadn't been able to swallow by wetting my nipples and part of my belly. I looked at Dad with part of his face covered in fucking and smiled. Dad with his huge fingers was wiping my face gently. When I realized that he would wipe his fingers on the sheet, I held his hand and took it to my little mouth and sucked his fingertips like I sucked your pussy leaving no trace of its enjoyment in them. Dad didn't seem to believe that he had brought another little whore into the family, and even with a few traces of fucking running down the corners of my mouth... While Dad was kissing me, in no time did I let go of his stick and before long it was hard again. I was so desperate to feel my dad's dick in my little pussy, that I got down on one knee between his legs and started sucking off this delicious stick again until it came out of me. My father lovingly laid me on the shore, opened my legs wide and unzipped my mouthpiece as he fell out of it tearing his breath away every time I bit my cricket and stuck his tongue deep in my xotinha. Father soon discovered all parts of my body that should be touched; it was amazing how easily he could make fun of me. I can't take it anymore, fuck me like you fucked Aunt Marcia. - Break my mouth, I beg you! Dad settled between my legs, spat on the head of his dick wet well, when I felt the warmth of its giant cock at the entrance to my little pocket felt a cold in my belly. Gradually I was feeling my small pocket opening up to maximum to support the thickness of that intruder who gradually occupied all the space inside it. Father entered slowly until I could feel this header scratching into my uterus, then I grabbed her neck and groaned in her ear asking me to go slowly till I get used. Gradually, Dad started to come and go slowly. And when I felt more at ease... - Aaiii!!! What a delight !!! How delicious is your dick !! Enjoy in the bucket of his little daughter enjoys !!! Fill my fucking bucket! Gradually, Dad picked up the pace and my now much more lubricated little mouth received with some ease that marvelous sting which made me groan as he punched deep inside of me. You are killing me! I can't take it anymore. My knees began to tremble, my legs stuttered and an electric shock swept through me - a feeling I could not describe but had never known. Dad realizing that I was joking, with his strong hands he patted my breasts and held me tightly and prodded me hard and deep pressed against her body while I mocked hallucinatingly at this huge cock stuck in my little pocket. It's so nice to feel your dick in my pussy. - You left me with a soft body from so much fun! - You're still gonna get me used to it, huh? You're so cute, I loved sticking it in your tight little pocket. - I had to hold myself back as long as possible from making fun of you again, because I want to make fun of your ass! - You're gonna let Daddy play in your ass, aren't you? - You gonna let Daddy eat your ass? - I've dreamed about it a lot. I was radiant with happiness to hear it from my father's mouth, after all, my suspicions were true, almost sure that dad had a crush on me. I had already given my asshole to a boyfriend, but his dick doesn't even compare with dad's cock. I remembered that mommy and auntie Marcia were used to still having trouble holding daddy's stick in their tail, but they waited so long for it so I decided to try. To this day I can not forget the expression of Daddy when I saw him fucking Mommy's butt as a child. - Okay, but if it hurts you promise to stop? - Of course, honey. I don't want to hurt you! - If you promise not to hurt me, I will. But it's gonna have to go real slow because I don't know if I can handle a big fat break like yours in my ass! - You can leave darling, Daddy will take care not to hurt you! My baby's still gonna beg Daddy to shove it all up his ass, you see! - Have you ever given your ass to anyone? - You'll be the first, I lied. - Mommy and Aunt Marcia let you eat their cooking? - Your mother and your aunt love to make fun of my dick in their asses. And you're gonna like it, too! Dad put me on the bed, cracked open my pocket... spat out my asshole... stuck a finger in and started pulling it back. ...when he felt I was more relaxed... ..put another one of his fingers into my little hole... You're hurting me father! It hurts too much! It's too big! Whoa, whoa, slow down. Through the mirror, Dad could see fear stamped on my face. But he knew I was enjoying feeling the pain of being held captive... - You want to quit, honey? Just wait a little bit or I can't take it! - Uiiii!!! What a big break you have Aaaiii!!...It hurts so much! - Do you want me to take a little off, honey? - Just a little, but don't take it all off. You want me to take more? - No, Dad. I just want you to stop for a second. I pushed more of my bundle while with my little fingers caressing my puddle all molasses increasing my hard-on to endure Dad's cackling all up in my ass. When I felt that was the end of it, I grabbed my little bundle and said: - Now Daddy, put some more! - Would you like me to put some more in your kitchen? It hurts, but it's good. - Oh, what a big bird. You're playing with my ass! - You're enjoying Daddy tucking your ass in, huh? It hurts, but it's good. After the initial fright had passed, and I was halfway up that mast in my arse, after a while I began to move my little bundle slowly. Not expecting it, I shouted and began to cry softly asking my father to stop for a moment. I'm sorry, darling, but I couldn't help myself. Just give me some more time to get used to it. Dad grabbed my little hand and carried it in his pocket so I could make sure all that was on the outside were your balls. I exclaimed, beginning to loosen up more and risk a little peck. After some time with the in and out of that thorax on my arse, I began to feel a stinging sensation in my rectum. It was not an unbearable pain but rather a mixture of pain and pleasure. Dad now, without pity for me, punched all his cock enlarging more my little ring until its bag hit my buzzer. Dad made fun of me so much that it leaked and ran down my legs, but on this day I couldn't make fun of my ass because of the discomfort caused by pressure from his dick. As soon as he made fun of me, Dad laid on top of me with his stick still stuck in my ex-cousin's body. - Thank you, honey. I knew you wouldn't let me down. - It's family, you and your mother and aunt are just wonderful. - I loved your tight little pussy. I love eating your ass, it's the tighter one that I have eaten so far. - Sweetheart, do you promise this will be our secret? - Of course Dad, because I loved feeling what Mom and Aunt Marcia feel when they're messing with you. - I can't imagine my kitchen sink and cousin without your break from now on. - You can be sure you won't regret it, darling. Daddy will know how to reward her. The whole time Mom was staying at my grandparents' house, every night after my brother went to sleep Dad would visit me in bed. On the weekends when my brother stayed at his girlfriend's house, I slept in Dad's bed and every night we spent together was an endless sex session. That's it. If you liked the story, your vote will be a great incentive to continue narrating my adventures.