Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

It was a Saturday morning in the same week that Dad stuck a piece of his penis in my cleft and then licked me with his semen. During the coffee my mother informed that the diarist would not come. I loved, because I could do "those things" with Dad again, since during the week there was no more chance because of Mom's closed appointment. Even I noticed she was watching us and attentive to details, despite her dissimulated movements. Unfortunately, my expectations were dashed when I heard: Just finish eating, Mila, and go change, I'll drop you off at your uncle's house! "What news is this?" my father asked, unable to hide his annoyance. <unk> My sister-in-law and my niece are still recovering from dengue fever, Mila can help with the dishes or go shopping, because my brother is on the road with the truck. Minutes later, when I got out of the car and walked into my uncles' house, I realized that my mother had forced the bar, my aunt and cousin were already in good health. Obviously, her intention was to keep me away from my father. My aunt didn't even wait for me, and as the hours passed, she realized how much it bothered me to sacrifice my Saturday to sit there doing nothing. I didn't even have anything to talk about with my cousins, one of whom was almost an adult and we had nothing to talk about. The other was still a naive and naughty girl. I was released by my aunt right after lunch, I could go to my house. I commented on my mother saying that she would pick me up in the evening. <unk> You can go, Mila! <unk> I'll say that I took you away at the end of the afternoon. <unk> Seeing you agonizing with nothing to do here. <unk> Is your father at home? No, he'll be here much later. Do you want me to drive you, or do you need money to catch a bus? Magina, aunt, it is so pertinent, I will go. I walked down the avenue, it was only a few blocks and less than ten minutes to my house. On the way, I came across my father's talk about "pregnancy in the thighs". After that day, I read about prevention and condoms, and I thought it would be good for him to use it the next time we did that. God forbid I get pregnant, Mom would kill me. I just didn't know how to get a condom, because I didn't buy it, didn't think about it, didn't have the courage to ask a colleague to buy it for me, let alone how would I explain such a thing. As soon as I got home, I called my dad to tell him the news, and he said he'd be home soon, and we'd have the whole afternoon to date. I was just thinking... In what, angel? Wouldn't you rather use a condom to do that? Why are you saying that, Mila? <unk> I don't want to get pregnant <unk> in the thighs <unk> I spoke dying of shame and still had to put up with Dad's laughter. Don't worry, my angel, you're not taking that risk. He said he was on his way home and we'd talk about it later. I took a quick shower to make myself smell good. Still naked, I went to my room and enjoyed my hard, hard titties already imagining how nice that afternoon would be. I opened the wardrobe door and stood in front of the mirror looking at my breasts front and profile. I smiled at the thought that they were a little bigger. I chose a light, short dress that my father said he loved when I wore it. The man arrived at the same moment and called for me. I only had time to put the dress on before he entered my room. "Oh, my angel, how beautiful you look in that dress", he said, and he came up and hugged me. He lifted my body, lifted my feet off the ground, and kissed my mouth. I hugged his neck and let myself be carried away by the sweet and long kiss. As we unbuttoned our lips, I said that I hadn't finished dressing yet, and in the meantime, my dress had gone up and my ass had come out. <unk> I got it <unk> Dad said as he stroked my butt with one of his hands. <unk> You look divine so baby. He put me on my feet on the floor, he made me rest my hands on my bed, bending and half-naked as he raised my dress even higher. The man knelt on the carpet, he made me spread my legs, and he rested between them. After receiving the caress of his hands on my body and my sex, I got chills when I felt his mouth in my vagina. Ahh! How delicious was his tongue going in and out of my little slit and the suckers that seemed to swallow me alternating with his finger touching me. I enjoyed bouncing well with my little hands, with my eyes closed and with the feeling of being floating. As soon as my father got out from under me, he took off my dress so as not to leave any trace on it. I earned new cheeky compliments directed at my young body, followed by another hug and a fiery kiss. Then he put me on all fours on my bed, facing the headboard, I looked like a parakeet, but with a pointed beak. I watched my father get naked from the waist down, his business wasn't yet big and strong, it still caused fear, but my desire was greater. He came up behind me, and he kept sucking me, and then after I got licked in the anus, and I felt his tongue moving in there, I got big and I moved my ass, which was already covered in his saliva, and I loved it. When the most awaited moment arrived, my father put his stick on me and began to rub his penis from my cheekbone to my anus. Now he threatened to stick it in one and then in the other. At first it was only the head of the penis penetrating me, but my fear increased as I felt it getting harder and harder. My fear was that all of it would not fit inside without hurting me. He decided on my cunt, stuck it in like the last time, just a little bit and kept moving pleasantly without forcing. Still I felt a slight discomfort to have my vagina enlarged and my hymen touched in succession, but the pleasure of the erection overcame the pain and I would reach climax again in moments. But suddenly he pulled it out and the thrust was on my butt. Shit! When I felt my head inside I did not contain a sincere <unk>Aiii!<unk>. And when he went a little further inside, I did not hold it and I cried low. Daddy pulled it out very slowly, wet his tip and my little hole with more saliva and stuck it in again, sweaty half, I think. For me it was already very thick, because it was too long. He caressed his trunk without doing anything, keeping his hands weighted on my bed. He leaned on my thigh and caressed my ears or things below. The touch and warmth of his body was very pleasant. I felt empowered to hear him say that he loved me and that I was very cute. The initial pain had almost passed when his pinto invaded me a little more and started a back and forth without hurry. The rhythm became cute and I relaxed enjoying that throw. There were no more tears, only joy and a little pain of pleasure. I loved and surrendered once and for all when his hands grabbed my waist and touched deeply on me making my body come and go in the rhythm of his strokes. They were delicious minutes with a lot of moaning and screaming, I wanted to stay there carrying his blows for the rest of the afternoon. I freaked out after I heard him scream and take it out, he was mocking and ejaculating on me, and I felt his fuck on my ass, my back, and I think it got to my hair. Like the other time, after pouring his melka, the man was rubbing his pinto on my skin and spreading the beating all over my body. He played rubbing his head going from my melody stream to my mouthpiece. It was pure magic when he stuck part of his smooth business in my wet slit. He moved slowly without forcing my hymen, because it was no longer so hard, yet it was worth every second of the short time he stayed inside, a delight and enough for me to enjoy again. Then we went to the bathroom, the hours passed quickly and the afternoon would soon be over and Mom would return home. Dad left the house before she got here and didn't come back until later, so for all intents and purposes, he wasn't home hours before, it would be our secret. When I woke up the next day, Sunday, I was happy with my life and euphoric about what had happened the day before, and on my way to the bathroom, I glanced at the couple's suite, and I noticed that Mom was in the bathroom and Dad was still in bed, and I quietly walked in to kiss him good morning. Finding that we were close enough, I caressed his penis, and the man grumbled and pushed my hand away, but seeing my frustrated face, he said that he was hurt and quickly showed me his injured limb below the glans. <unk> His tight little hole and lack of a lubricating gel flayed my toddy dick <unk> he whispered in my ear. I had to run out of the room immediately, because my mother gave signs that she had finished bathing and could not see me there. In the corridor I was still thinking about the wounded pinto, I was confused by what had happened and thought in the event that my mother saw it ... what conclusion would she come to? I'll tell you more later. Kisses to you!