I'm getting married, but I want to continue being my father's other half.

My name is Laura (fictitious), and today I am already engaged with my wedding scheduled for two months from now. Even so, I decided to write a little bit about my family coexistence with my father and mother; I'm an only child. My parents after years of marriage decided to get involved in each other inside the house. My father left the house with his bags full and moved to a small apartment not far from where we lived. It didn't take long before my mother started calling for him almost every day, and he strangely began appearing at home and locked himself in the room with my mother for quite some time. I arrived one day on the street and was going to tell my mother that she had already come home when as I approached the door I started hearing them both clearly climbing upstairs. As they were talking and she sobbed so much, I felt horny and imagined the scene of my dad banging on my mom's bouquet. It was a cousin's fifteenth birthday, and my uncles had this big party at the club. The three of us went over to that table reserved for us. After the waltz, an ensemble started playing some romantic tunes. My dad danced with my mom and then he made me dance with him. As I was doing it with one hand on my back, I ducked down and inadvertently pressed my elbow against his groin right onto something soft. When I deliberately did so again, hard stuff was making a strange noise in his pants. He knew that I knew it was his pinto, and so I rubbed my arm there a few times. We went back to the table and soon the ensemble started playing some more hectic music, including with the hall going dark only with light cannons beeping like nightclubs. Our desk was in one corner, and we were sitting quietly at it myself, my mom and dad when a couple of their friends showed up and my mother asked me to give them our seats. So I pulled an empty chair from the nearby table and put it right next to my father's seat. As the loud sound was interfering with our conversation, I went to answer a question from my mother and throwing myself forward leaned on my father's leg. Then felt that had placed his hand accidentally exactly where its pin... It began to feel again that this thing rolled softly My curiosity was so great that even knowing there were many people around but that dark environment could hide my cowardice, I took up my hand again and touched that volume over my pants feeling it start getting hard very quickly My father pretended that nothing was happening and continued to talk normally while I felt this thing which by groping seemed quite large. I had gone to the party wearing a short, loose skirt with long canvas boots with colored socks going up my middle thighs (patricine type). I didn't expect my dad would also use his hand to straighten out my thigh and go on raising his hand dragging the skirt until he reached my panties. The four of them were talking and I could feel my father pulling the bottom of her pants next to me and passing the tip of his finger right into my little pocket. I was tense, but knowing that it would be impossible for anyone to see my father's hand, I opened up a little bit of the legs so as to leave more room for him to boil me. Me who only knew naughty with my cousin, who went in my house when my mother left and I knew she would take time, did not imagine what consequences this moment could bring. At one point I had to go to the bathroom at the club to dry my pussy which was quite wet. I wanted to return to continue putting his hand on my dad's cock, but by the time I arrived the couple had already come out from the table, making me sit far away from my father. The next day I woke up late, and when my phone went on there was a message from my dad asking me to call him.
- I loved it last night Laura!
- I liked it too!
- I was thinking of sticking my tongue in it!
The mother tongue?
Would you like to let Daddy suck your pussy?
- Are you crazy?
- Just don't let anyone know!
I had sucked my cousin's cock many times, but he never sucked me pussy the way Dad wanted him to.
- I'm scared father!
You know I'd never hurt you.
Suddenly, I started thinking that this would be a chance to see my dad naked and find out what his penis was really like because all I knew about him was the tiny little cousin chicken who could barely tickle when he put it in my bowl or pocket.
- Will you let me see your pinto?
- You'll be able to see and even put your hand on it if you want!
- Oh, my God!
Since it was Sunday, he asked me to come by his apartment in the afternoon. Although I'd never been there before...
I arrived and identified myself as Mr. Gilberto's daughter, the doorman phoned for my father and allowed me to take the elevator up to the fourth floor again wearing a short skirt (I have always liked) and a wide cotton blouse My dad opened the door, went in he locked it and hugged me lifting me off the ground
- How good that you came daughter!...
- But I'm so ashamed of you!
- No need to be ashamed of me, okay?
He made me sit on the couch, hugged me again and kissed my face a few times until it reached my mouth... I was scared.
- What is it, Father?
Is there a problem?
- I don't know, Dad. It seems strange to me that you kiss my mouth.
He started smoothing my thigh.
- I'm just trying to prepare you for what I said.
My heart started pounding.
- Are you going to do that?
- If you let me take off your panties, I will!
I'm covering my eyes with hands.
- That's nice, but I won't even look!
He made me lie down on the couch, lifted up my skirt and started pulling at my panties.
- Whoa, whoa!
But it was when his tongue rested on my crack that I felt all of my body tense up, and I could distinctly feel the tip of her tongue passing through a hole in my bouquet... and then something came over me which I didn't even know existed before.
It's not like I don't know what to do.
He sat on the sofa wiping his mouth with a handkerchief and smiling at me, who was still all embarrassed laughed nervously.
- Whoa!
He's running his fingers through my messed-up crack.
- Did you like it, daughter?
- Very much, father!
He saw that I was looking at the volume in his Bermuda.
- You want to see him, do you?
I shook my head and watched as he unbuttoned his Bermuda shorts and pulled that big, fat thing out.
- You can throw your hand; it does not bite no!...
- Oh, yeah it does.
He slammed his hard point lightly on both sides of my face.
- You want to open your mouth so I can put it in a little bit?
- But he's too big!
- Just the little head, please?
I knew he wanted me to suck his cock, so when I opened it up and put him in...
- That's right, Laura.
Already accustomed to suckling, I went on sucking until he felt me laughing in my mouth... only the amount was much more than what cousin made me swallow ... I stumbled a little but managed to eat all of my father's milk.
- Let's lie down a little in bed daughter, come!...
We got to his room, and I sat on the bed watching him take off his Bermuda shorts with his hard-on again. Both of us stripped naked, we lay down and after he kissed me back in my mouth, sucked my nipples and put his hand into my little pocket by rubbing it against my finger.
- Are you sure I can fit...?
- Yes, I can father!
I could feel his finger go all the way into my little pocket.
- I'm not going anywhere.
He starts pounding his finger making me groan loudly.
- You're not a virgin anymore, are you?
- No father, I'm not!
- And let daddy stick it in you?
- It's what I want most father!...
Since I was so much younger than him, he made me stand on all fours and then start brushing his dick into my cupboard until it got really wet, and started forcing its way in... as if I were losing my virginity a second time.
- Oh, my God!
- You're too tight, daughter!
- Huuuuummmm! It's that your pinto is very big father! But enfia! Ennnnnfiiiiia!...
And he, in spite of my hysterical screams I kept pushing until his body was against my buttocks and started punching faster and faster so that I soon had another orgasm.
Don't make fun of me, father!
He still stayed for almost three minutes beating on my pacifier, before taking it off and making fun of me behind my back. I was up until nightfall with my father who had to drive me home even though he was nearby. But before we left his apartment; I with my pacifer all burnt out, he kissing me in the mouth.
- The day you want again, just call me!...
- I'll give you a call!
The next day I even thought about calling, but it was him who called my cell phone.
- Are you all right?
- Yes, he is!
- Your mother called and asked me to come!
- She probably wants to fuck you, right?
Whenever she calls me, that's usually why!
- I'm going to be jealous father!...
- Don't stay no daughter, if you want to come here tomorrow!
- It's all right, I will!
The next day, in the afternoon I left school and went straight to my father's apartment. Felladin on bed with him again he sucked it made me give a quick little blowjob of his dick once more punch very nice into my pussy and stay for almost ten minutes inserting and making me have two orgasms before taking out and mocking about my body I started sharing my dad with my mother who even though living apart they continue seeing each other constantly with my father coming over our house My mom never goes to his apartment, which makes it a lot easier for me that I'm still after 2 years of sleeping with my dad and doing all the sex stuff... love even when he puts this delicious break in my bundle.