Showing off to my perverted dad

When I was in college and still lived with my parents, it was always very hard to find a place to fuck. I always had people at home to tie the fuck up, so I ended up fucking in the most unusual places: the gym, the club, the college, the ballad. The only day I could get ready at home was Wednesday, because I didn't have an afternoon class, so I got the whole house all to myself.
My boyfriend Miguel always wanted to pay me a little visit on Wednesdays. Every once in a while, I'd let him come see me, but most of the time, I'd make up an excuse for him not to go. Not that I didn't like him, but I've always liked variety. I needed a different male so I wouldn't get sick of the cock. So sometimes I'd invite my cousin Lipe, sometimes I'd call Vinicius, my brother's friend, but on Wednesday I always had a male at home to fuck me.
When Miguel came home, there was a lot going on, but I wouldn't let him eat me. With him, I'd make myself pure and modest. Little did he know that I loved to jump on a thick roll and had even given it to his classmates. I couldn't resist temptation, and I ended up giving it to every hot, cocky male I saw ahead. But I also didn't want to give up my little Miguel bear. He was so cute and he really liked me. But I knew if he found out what a bitch I am, it would end on time.
One Wednesday, we were picking up on the living room couch. Miguel would kiss my mouth and squeeze my breasts with will, while I would lay my hand on his dick over his pants. Taken by the horny, we were undressing in the middle of the room while we kissed. I took off all my clothes, just wearing panties and Miguel took off his shirt and lowered his pants and underwear to his knees, revealing his hard dick, which I grabbed with desire. Miguel started sucking my tits while I was sticking my hand into my panties to jerk off my pussy.
We masturbated and kissed when I noticed a reflection on the dark screen of the TV in front of us. Someone seemed to be watching us from the hallway behind the couch. Without thinking, I turned my head towards the door leading to the hallway and saw my father. He got scared when he realized I saw him and in a fraction of a second he turned around and left. Miguel had his face stuck in my boobs and didn't notice anything. I, instead of being scared and afraid, got even more horny and ended up squirting my jock on the couch. Seeing me come, Miguel released his milk jet on his own chest.
After cleaning up and getting dressed, Miguel left without realizing that my father was home. I didn't know what to do in that situation. I had been caught fucking, but my dad didn't seem mad at me, otherwise he would have said something and interrupted it. It was the second time my dad saw me fucking. The first time had been during a Sunday barbecue, when I gave it to a friend of his, whom I called Uncle Pedro, despite not being my uncle. He didn't do anything that time either. Maybe he liked to see his own daughter fuck or maybe he was so cowardly that he didn't even have the guts to say anything.
My father was already quite decadent. Looking at him, you wouldn't even know he has testosterone. He was finished and seemed much older than he really was. I like older men, but I would never be interested in one who looks the same as my father. I know in his youth, he was handsome. Kind of like my brother, who's a hot fucking man, and cocky, too. In my brother, yes, I'm very horny. I've caught myself many times wondering what it would be like to fuck him. Especially after my friend Karen gave me the video of the two of them fucking. But with my father, it was something else, not horny, it was a perversion. I'd be excited to know he liked to see me have sex.
I decided to knock on my father's bedroom door, wearing only panties and bra.
— Hi, Dad. I thought you were at work.
— I wasn't. I wasn't feeling well. I have a headache today and I still had to witness my own daughter fucking on the couch.
— Oh, Dad. There's no point pretending you're angry. I know you're not.
— What do you mean? You think it's easy for a father to see his own daughter like that?
— I think it's easy for you. Not only is it easy but it's also pleasurable.
— What are you talking about, girl?
— I told you, you don't have to pretend dad. I know you like to watch me fuck. You already caught me giving it to Uncle Pedro, your best friend, in the kitchen at home and didn't say anything. I think you like watching your little cunt get fucked.
Saying that, I put my panties down a little bit. My father was stunned, speechless, but he still looked straight at my snoop.
— Dad, you know what I used to do when I was younger? I rubbed my pussy in the dresser corner. Just like that, Dad. I first came right here in this corner. Sometimes I would rub my ass, too, while hitting a crab.
When he saw me brushing in the dresser, my father took his turkey. Clearly it was getting hard. He made mention of pulling his dick out, but I stopped him.
- Keep that dick in your shorts. I don't want to see old turkey withered. But since I'm a very good daughter, I'll let you see closely my body that you love so much. You want to see my tits, Daddy?
He shook his head saying yes while he was picking up his roll over his shorts. I took off my bra, licked the tip of my finger and pinched my little toe. My father let go of a grunt and approached me.
— No, sir! You'll just look. Sit in the bed and I'll show you everything.
He obeyed and I turned my back on him and took off my panties, standing my ass up. I sat in the chair with my legs crossed and asked:
— You want to see my pussy, Daddy?
He did it with his head, and I opened my legs wide open, all over myself. I started playing with my pussy, fingering and patting. I put two fingers into the hole and then I took them to the mouth feeling my own taste. Then I sat on my armchair on my fours and waxed my radish.
- Uncle Pedro went crazy when I was in that position, showing him my pussy. He also asked to see my ass. He wanted to see the damage Lipe and Uncle Bernardo had done in my little hole. But to show my ass, I had to stay on roast chicken, so, Dad. I wish Uncle Pedro had eaten my ass, but he just put it in my pussy. But you already knew that, didn't you, Dad? You were spying on us.
At that moment I started masturbating with two fingers inside my snoop.
— But I'll tell you something you don't know. Uncle Pedro wasn't the only friend of yours who ate me. Alberto fucked me, too, at the club store last Sunday.
My father's expression has changed. I knew he hated Alberto. He wasn't his friend, just a coworker he hated.
— That's right, Dad. Alberto's son-of-a-bitch stuffed his little princess's little pussy. He's got a big dick, Dad. I've come a long way to roll that cock.
— You shameless bitch. You really don't have a limit, Sarah.
When my dad said that, I ended up coming right in his bedroom chair. I got up, pulled my clothes off the floor and said,
- I've arranged with Alberto for him to pick me up today at six. But don't tell Mom, okay? I told her I was going to a friend's.