Replacing Mother in Bed
Replacing Mother in Bed
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Posted by Mayara Nascimento F
We are a middle-class family, and my father has always been a great person despite being very quiet and few words every day. Since he became a widower; 4 years ago, he seemed to get even more closed. Very young I had to learn to take the reins of the house with my father, and although we had a maid a lot was left for me to do; especially at night when I had to prepare our dinner. I went from time to time to accompany him. When my brother Pedro went to college outside and used to come home rarely, I began to realize that my father always walked after the services, talking to the pastor and with a crown always next to the two ... I began to want to stay with some flea behind the ear. But I only started to get quite worried when the pastor himself came to communicate to me that my wife and such a strange father (a crown) would get married to another man. Very young I had to learn to take the reins of the house, and although we had a maid there was always a lot left for me to do; especially at night when I had to prepare our dinner. I had to accompany him from time to time.
I was comparing my body to the bustle of Dona Efigenia imagining my father seeing her naked and also seeing me; as I had seen him. When I got to the point where I was thinking about my father and his huge cunt leading me to stay in the bath touching my vagina until my legs were twitching in a rather pleasurable joy, I thought I could at least show myself a little closer to my father in order to precisely he perceived the ugly woman; mainly of body, which was Dona Efigenia. He was already in the pajama room watching the newspaper, from the bathroom only with a towel wrapped in the body and I left it very short on purpose and I stood next to him as if he was interested in something smaller that was happening on the TV ... From the tail of the eye, I realized that he was looking at my other thighs. I did not consider my legs to be downward. But I had put my body closer to me; I stood in the bathroom touching my vagina until my legs trembled in a fairly pleasurable joy, I thought I could at least show myself a little closer to my father in order to exactly he perceived the ugly woman; mainly woman, who was Dona Efigenia. He was already in the bathroom watching the newspaper, and I left her with only a toweller wrapped around my body, and I knew that he was probably looking at my vagina again ...
I looked at him, he was staring at me.
It's all the rage, Dad!
Do you want to see some clothes to have made?
I had to think really fast.
He's got a birthday coming up, but I don't know if he's having a party yet.
Silence... just him looking at me and me looking at him, and I settled down on the couch pretending that it was only then that I realized that my pussy could be showing up and he could see it.
My God, I've been so distracted!
He who hardly ever smiled, smiled and still spoke.
With me you don't have to worry!
But something was coming up?
He smiled even more.
Tava, is it a problem that I saw it?
Now I'm ashamed of myself!
Come here, my daughter, sit here beside me.
I felt, and he who for years had not given me a drop of affection embraced me and gave me a kiss on the forehead:
You're already a very beautiful woman!
That's when I noticed in his crotch, his shorts of pajamas very stuffed up and that he did not seem to bother to hide. Intimately there was a desire on my part, but analyzing how my father was always very serious I thought that he would never want a greater intimacy with his own daughter ... I was completely wrong. He who was not stupid had realized that I was going to take the magazine and then sit with legs bent and slightly open, was wanting to demand me to him ... He with his hand very close to my breast holding the towel.
And if I pull this towel, what will happen? Lying on his shoulder, I looked at his face already with my heart out of rhythm:
I'm not wearing anything underneath, Dad.
I noticed you're not wearing any underwear... are you embarrassed to be naked in front of your father?
I answered smiling and looking down seeing that the volume of his shorts even moved:
Of course I have a father... but you wouldn't dare do that to me, would you?
If I do, will you be angry with me? no father... never that I will be angry with you!
I was tense waiting, and he was calmly opening the towel and no longer embracing me used his hands to move the towel away... Looking at my whole face naked, without saying anything was leaning to kiss my chest and suck the little cock that was very rigid. It seemed that you could hear the beating of my heart... He sucking alternately my breasts was passing his hand on my thigh until it reached my pussy... The instinct made me stop my legs, but he with his mouth sucking delicious on my breasts I was opening my legs letting him pass his finger and until he slipped into my vagina:
Oooooh paiiiii! Oooooh! Oooooh!... Help your father Janaína, can you help?
I'll help you, father!
When he took his finger out of my vagina I realized that he was lowering his pajama shorts: it's just nobody get to know Janaína!
I searched with my hand until I found and held his limb that was very hard:
Of course, Dad, I know.
Before asking me to get down on my knees on the couch, he stood in front of me showing me his big, fat penis... I who in more than two years had only had sex with two boyfriends who were at most about 15 cm, I turned around to get down on my knees imagining what I would feel with that trunk penetrating me... He held me by the waist, put his pinto and pushed. My father was extending my bucket with his big dick making me groan very loudly; almost shouting: Aaaai! Aaaaai! What a delight... Enfiles everything; everything!
Feeling that log clearly being punched inside me, it didn't take long for me to have a delicious orgasm. I was lucky... I think he's so long without sex also quickly enjoyed after taking off his penis licking my buttocks. He taking the towel and wiping my ass:
You have no idea how much good you've done for me today.
It was clear that I imagined; standing up and hugging him:
Whenever you want dad... you also can't imagine how happy I am!
He's making cuddles with his hands on my back and every now and then he comes down to my ass:
I'm glad you liked it, too, daughter, so I won't feel so guilty.
One could never have imagined that a man like my father; so quiet, could stand there in the middle of the room naked and embracing his own daughter also naked that he had just fucked. I went to take another quick bath, put on a sweater and went back to lie on his lap. Already considering myself very intimate with my father, I asked about his marriage to Mrs. Efigenia and he getting serious told that it was the thing of the pastor's head and that he never had the intention to marry. I touched on the subject of him being without sex for so long. That was difficult for me as a daughter... You were the first woman I had after your mother!
I don't know how he managed to be four years without a woman; maybe only masturbating watching porn movies... but never that I was going to tell that I had ever seen him masturbating inside his room. I said that he should really look for a woman to marry again, but that he deserved a much more beautiful one than Mrs. Efigenia.
But in the meantime, will you be my girlfriend?
Where have you ever seen a daughter dating her own father?
He pulls me and makes me sit on his lap: Only here inside the house daughter... Never that we will be able to tell this to anyone! Ah good!!!! So I happen to be his girlfriend; hahahahahaha!
So you want to sleep with me tonight?
I was discovering that my father was the complete opposite of what he had always shown himself to be: affectionate and playful.
On our boyfriend's first date, he's already wanting to take me to bed?
He also laughed, and holding my face to give our first kiss on the mouth:
I accepted his kiss and felt like a woman who had found her perfect man even at the size of the dick.
It's only logical that I should run into... I want to be your daddy!
I lost all shame when we were naked in bed with him sucking on my breasts, kissing my mouth a lot and punching his dick into my bouquet making me scream with pleasure before he was punching and mocking my body.
The next day he started climbing on me wearing a condom... which was a lot better since the fear of an accident no longer existed... but it was the next week that he was fucking my bouquet with me on all fours on the bed... waiting for me to have my orgasms to take out his dick and also take out the condom.
Let it mock within you; let it?
As he was rubbing his penis on my anus I noticed that I was going to have a new experience with my father ... I had given my fortune a few times, but it was my father's dick that made me curious about how it would be.
Just him putting his mouth on my anus and passing his tongue gave me all the chills... That was new to me. But when he put his pinto and started to push into my anus, I was dizzy for a few seconds seeing stars spinning in my head... But then I was adoring that thora entering into my bundle feeling like a mare being fucked by a donkey... He stopped to make fun of me: What a delight of cooking Jana... Oooooh how good it is to make fun of your bundle!
We practically spent two weeks climbing every day, and each time we wanted more news. When he first sucked my pussy, I simply hallucinated on the bed struggling and having an orgasm of the longest licking his whole face with my vaginal fluid... Two days later, it was I who ended up losing all my shame once and for all by holding and starting to suck his dick... What a delight to feel the salty taste coming out of my father's toilet when he passed his tongue on his red and hot head... I was punching, licking and sucking until I felt the taste inside my mouth... I also had no desire to go drinking all his milk and still cleaning like a happy cat licking a bath giving his son's tongue to you. Three months later, my communicative father was still very well with the people he was interested in if I let him stay with a new woman; after 31 years of marriage, my father had come to our house, and I really only knew how to be a good boyfriend until he told me that he was going to be married to a very young woman; and I was also very happy with my third wife, and I really know how to do it.
Posted by Mayara Nascimento on 22/06/2018
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Posted by Mayara Nascimento F
We are a middle-class family, and my father has always been a great person despite being very quiet and few words every day. Since he became a widower; 4 years ago, he seemed to get even more closed. Very young I had to learn to take the reins of the house with my father, and although we had a maid a lot was left for me to do; especially at night when I had to prepare our dinner. I went from time to time to accompany him. When my brother Pedro went to college outside and used to come home rarely, I began to realize that my father always walked after the services, talking to the pastor and with a crown always next to the two ... I began to want to stay with some flea behind the ear. But I only started to get quite worried when the pastor himself came to communicate to me that my wife and such a strange father (a crown) would get married to another man. Very young I had to learn to take the reins of the house, and although we had a maid there was always a lot left for me to do; especially at night when I had to prepare our dinner. I had to accompany him from time to time.
I was comparing my body to the bustle of Dona Efigenia imagining my father seeing her naked and also seeing me; as I had seen him. When I got to the point where I was thinking about my father and his huge cunt leading me to stay in the bath touching my vagina until my legs were twitching in a rather pleasurable joy, I thought I could at least show myself a little closer to my father in order to precisely he perceived the ugly woman; mainly of body, which was Dona Efigenia. He was already in the pajama room watching the newspaper, from the bathroom only with a towel wrapped in the body and I left it very short on purpose and I stood next to him as if he was interested in something smaller that was happening on the TV ... From the tail of the eye, I realized that he was looking at my other thighs. I did not consider my legs to be downward. But I had put my body closer to me; I stood in the bathroom touching my vagina until my legs trembled in a fairly pleasurable joy, I thought I could at least show myself a little closer to my father in order to exactly he perceived the ugly woman; mainly woman, who was Dona Efigenia. He was already in the bathroom watching the newspaper, and I left her with only a toweller wrapped around my body, and I knew that he was probably looking at my vagina again ...
I looked at him, he was staring at me.
It's all the rage, Dad!
Do you want to see some clothes to have made?
I had to think really fast.
He's got a birthday coming up, but I don't know if he's having a party yet.
Silence... just him looking at me and me looking at him, and I settled down on the couch pretending that it was only then that I realized that my pussy could be showing up and he could see it.
My God, I've been so distracted!
He who hardly ever smiled, smiled and still spoke.
With me you don't have to worry!
But something was coming up?
He smiled even more.
Tava, is it a problem that I saw it?
Now I'm ashamed of myself!
Come here, my daughter, sit here beside me.
I felt, and he who for years had not given me a drop of affection embraced me and gave me a kiss on the forehead:
You're already a very beautiful woman!
That's when I noticed in his crotch, his shorts of pajamas very stuffed up and that he did not seem to bother to hide. Intimately there was a desire on my part, but analyzing how my father was always very serious I thought that he would never want a greater intimacy with his own daughter ... I was completely wrong. He who was not stupid had realized that I was going to take the magazine and then sit with legs bent and slightly open, was wanting to demand me to him ... He with his hand very close to my breast holding the towel.
And if I pull this towel, what will happen? Lying on his shoulder, I looked at his face already with my heart out of rhythm:
I'm not wearing anything underneath, Dad.
I noticed you're not wearing any underwear... are you embarrassed to be naked in front of your father?
I answered smiling and looking down seeing that the volume of his shorts even moved:
Of course I have a father... but you wouldn't dare do that to me, would you?
If I do, will you be angry with me? no father... never that I will be angry with you!
I was tense waiting, and he was calmly opening the towel and no longer embracing me used his hands to move the towel away... Looking at my whole face naked, without saying anything was leaning to kiss my chest and suck the little cock that was very rigid. It seemed that you could hear the beating of my heart... He sucking alternately my breasts was passing his hand on my thigh until it reached my pussy... The instinct made me stop my legs, but he with his mouth sucking delicious on my breasts I was opening my legs letting him pass his finger and until he slipped into my vagina:
Oooooh paiiiii! Oooooh! Oooooh!... Help your father Janaína, can you help?
I'll help you, father!
When he took his finger out of my vagina I realized that he was lowering his pajama shorts: it's just nobody get to know Janaína!
I searched with my hand until I found and held his limb that was very hard:
Of course, Dad, I know.
Before asking me to get down on my knees on the couch, he stood in front of me showing me his big, fat penis... I who in more than two years had only had sex with two boyfriends who were at most about 15 cm, I turned around to get down on my knees imagining what I would feel with that trunk penetrating me... He held me by the waist, put his pinto and pushed. My father was extending my bucket with his big dick making me groan very loudly; almost shouting: Aaaai! Aaaaai! What a delight... Enfiles everything; everything!
Feeling that log clearly being punched inside me, it didn't take long for me to have a delicious orgasm. I was lucky... I think he's so long without sex also quickly enjoyed after taking off his penis licking my buttocks. He taking the towel and wiping my ass:
You have no idea how much good you've done for me today.
It was clear that I imagined; standing up and hugging him:
Whenever you want dad... you also can't imagine how happy I am!
He's making cuddles with his hands on my back and every now and then he comes down to my ass:
I'm glad you liked it, too, daughter, so I won't feel so guilty.
One could never have imagined that a man like my father; so quiet, could stand there in the middle of the room naked and embracing his own daughter also naked that he had just fucked. I went to take another quick bath, put on a sweater and went back to lie on his lap. Already considering myself very intimate with my father, I asked about his marriage to Mrs. Efigenia and he getting serious told that it was the thing of the pastor's head and that he never had the intention to marry. I touched on the subject of him being without sex for so long. That was difficult for me as a daughter... You were the first woman I had after your mother!
I don't know how he managed to be four years without a woman; maybe only masturbating watching porn movies... but never that I was going to tell that I had ever seen him masturbating inside his room. I said that he should really look for a woman to marry again, but that he deserved a much more beautiful one than Mrs. Efigenia.
But in the meantime, will you be my girlfriend?
Where have you ever seen a daughter dating her own father?
He pulls me and makes me sit on his lap: Only here inside the house daughter... Never that we will be able to tell this to anyone! Ah good!!!! So I happen to be his girlfriend; hahahahahaha!
So you want to sleep with me tonight?
I was discovering that my father was the complete opposite of what he had always shown himself to be: affectionate and playful.
On our boyfriend's first date, he's already wanting to take me to bed?
He also laughed, and holding my face to give our first kiss on the mouth:
I accepted his kiss and felt like a woman who had found her perfect man even at the size of the dick.
It's only logical that I should run into... I want to be your daddy!
I lost all shame when we were naked in bed with him sucking on my breasts, kissing my mouth a lot and punching his dick into my bouquet making me scream with pleasure before he was punching and mocking my body.
The next day he started climbing on me wearing a condom... which was a lot better since the fear of an accident no longer existed... but it was the next week that he was fucking my bouquet with me on all fours on the bed... waiting for me to have my orgasms to take out his dick and also take out the condom.
Let it mock within you; let it?
As he was rubbing his penis on my anus I noticed that I was going to have a new experience with my father ... I had given my fortune a few times, but it was my father's dick that made me curious about how it would be.
Just him putting his mouth on my anus and passing his tongue gave me all the chills... That was new to me. But when he put his pinto and started to push into my anus, I was dizzy for a few seconds seeing stars spinning in my head... But then I was adoring that thora entering into my bundle feeling like a mare being fucked by a donkey... He stopped to make fun of me: What a delight of cooking Jana... Oooooh how good it is to make fun of your bundle!
We practically spent two weeks climbing every day, and each time we wanted more news. When he first sucked my pussy, I simply hallucinated on the bed struggling and having an orgasm of the longest licking his whole face with my vaginal fluid... Two days later, it was I who ended up losing all my shame once and for all by holding and starting to suck his dick... What a delight to feel the salty taste coming out of my father's toilet when he passed his tongue on his red and hot head... I was punching, licking and sucking until I felt the taste inside my mouth... I also had no desire to go drinking all his milk and still cleaning like a happy cat licking a bath giving his son's tongue to you. Three months later, my communicative father was still very well with the people he was interested in if I let him stay with a new woman; after 31 years of marriage, my father had come to our house, and I really only knew how to be a good boyfriend until he told me that he was going to be married to a very young woman; and I was also very happy with my third wife, and I really know how to do it.
Posted by Mayara Nascimento on 22/06/2018
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