I'm gonna call my dad to fuck me again.

I've always wanted to write about what happened to me and my father, but only now have I had the courage. The names are all fictitious and today I'm a married woman. We were a very religious (evangelical) family, and since even my school was close to my home I had a very homely life. I always used to use the excuse of having to go to school or do some schoolwork at one of my friends' house so I could date a boy in my class. His parents worked and ended up being alone for at least two or three hours. My mother was one of those religious fanatics, who from the seven days of the week, at least four of whom she was punching inside the church. My father, though he also went to church on weekends, he occasionally came home smelling of cachaça, without showing that he was drunk... My mom kept fighting him over it. It was a Saturday afternoon when my father arrived and soon realized he had been drinking beyond normal. My mother screamed and spoke by the elbows told him to take a shower. It didn't take me ten minutes to hear my mom screaming. I ran and as I walked into the bathroom, she was trying to lift my father who was lying on the floor. - Don't look Cristina, don't look! Just help me get your father up. It's just that my dad was completely naked. Picking him up by one arm and my mom by the other, we got him up. My mother hugging him by the waist. - It's okay. Help me get him to the room, but don't stare!... Of course, I was worried about my dad, but there was no way I couldn't look at his dick swinging like a pendulum over and over. We put him lying on his stomach, and his dick resting on his thigh, my mother. - You may leave Cristina! - It's okay. But, Mom, let me help... Do you want me to call someone? - You don't have to... He's fine, it's just the drink anyway. He slept until the next day. I woke up, and I came close to the kitchen and I heard my mother giving him the biggest scolding... I didn't even get close, and I only went back to the kitchen when I realized my mom was leaving home to go to the market near our house. - Good morning, Dad! - It's okay. Good morning! I'm sorry, child. - It's okay. Why father? - Your mother told me what happened yesterday!... - It's okay. What did she tell you? - What? That you had to help her get me out of the bathroom!... - What? The important thing is that you are fine!... - It's okay. But I'm very ashamed!... - It's okay. I don't need a father. Only I think you should stop drinking. - It's okay. I'll stop. I don't want you to go through that shame again. - What shame? - What? To have to see your father drunk and naked!... I went to him, I gave him a hug and a kiss. - What? The worst part was seeing you down drunk... Naked was no problem!... Him looking at me with a worried face. - Yeah? Did you think it was normal? Well, it's not normal, but I thought it was cute. Kkkkk... - What? But I'm your father, huh? - It's okay. So what? - It's okay. It's the same thing as seeing you naked... It's not normal! - What? If it happens by chance, I don't see any problem either! - God, your mother would never understand those thoughts! - What? I know, Dad. Just never let her know!... - It's okay. Knowing what? - What? That you saw me naked, huh? - What? But I haven't seen it yet! - What? I'm saying if that ever happens, you know? I knew the world I lived in was too full of rules and taboos, but all I could think about was the image of my dad's dick swinging between his legs... How I wish I had another chance to see it again. But our routine was back to normal, and really my father seemed to have stopped drinking. The difference was that out of my mother's sight, he would always hold me tight and give me lots of kisses on my face saying he loved me. In time I realized that when he leaned on my body to hug me he was excited... I started to wonder what your dick would look like. One night he was sitting on the living room couch watching TV in his pajamas, and I came in and I lay down with my legs facing him. Since I was in my nightgown, I noticed him looking right through my legs... I pulled the shirt just a little bit to show up at least the tip of my panties. With my tail on, I noticed a volume growing in your pajamas shorts. When I heard my mother's noise coming, I quickly sat on the couch and also quickly picked up a pillow by putting it on my father's lap. - What? Put that away, Dad. Mom's coming this way! She got close to us, but she went to get something from the shelf and went back to the kitchen where she was preparing dinner. My dad's looking at me. - God, I'm glad you noticed your mother coming! He took the cushion out of his lap letting me see that huge volume. - You got excited, huh? - Yes, I did! - It's okay. Because of me? We always talked short, even though we knew my mother was away. - I was looking at your panties! Without a hint of shame, but always on the way to the kitchen, I lifted up my sweater letting my dad see all my panties. - What? What's so much about my panties? He also blatantly took his hand over where exactly my pussy was. - What's that, Dad? - What? I just keep imagining you without her, you know? I took a good look in the kitchen direction, and again without a drop of shame I held my dad's hard dick with the fabric and everything. - What? I also imagine seeing him again!... He wearing his finger got his panties to the side and passed the tip of his finger between my vaginal lips. I didn't let go of your dick, which even with the tissue I felt pulsating in my hand. - Look out, Dad. Mom can suddenly show up!... All you had to do was tell Mom to ask us to dinner. My dad first went to the bathroom, and when he showed up in the kitchen, he was already out of volume. That same day, it was past 10:00 when you went to my room and it wasn't long before my dad came in, locked the door from the inside, sat next to me, suspended my shirt and quickly removed my panties. - Look out, Dad! He shoved his face between my legs, and then he was kissing and tongued my pussy. - Hhhhuummmmmm! What a smelly pussy!... - Are you crazy, Dad? Mom might suspect something if she sees you in my room. Him stopping and just fingering my pussy that was already all wet. - All right, my love! That night it took me a while to get some sleep, with my thoughts in the figure of my father who just showed me that he was craving me sexually. Two days later, Thursday, as soon as my father arrived from work my mother already leaving dinner ready went out to go to church... I didn't go along with the excuse I needed to study for the test. A little nervous, I went to my room and waited, because I knew my dad who was taking a shower would want to enjoy that moment. Ten minutes he walked into my room in his pajamas and without wasting time he was hugging me and slicing a kiss on my mouth. - Dad? He's lifting my clothes and taking off my panties. - It's okay. Let's enjoy that we are alone!... Again I took the hand holding his dick over the fabric. - Okay, Dad... But what do you want to do? - What? I want you all for me!... What do you mean? Him sticking his finger in my pussy and moving like a dick. I don't know how he knew or suspected I was no longer a virgin. - Take four for Daddy, stay! - What? But Dad, is there no danger without a condom? - Trust your father, okay? There is no danger!... God damn it, when he started sticking his dick in my pussy, it was like I was losing my virginity again... I was burning up. - Aaaaaaaaah! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh!.... He shoved it all up my ass and stood there and cuddled my buttocks. - I've put everything in... Is everything okay? - Yeah! And he started a go and it comes that I felt his cock pounding in the bottom of my pussy. - Aaaaaaahhhh! Aaaaaaahhhh! Hhhhhuhuummmmm!... - Oooooooh daughter! Oooohhhhh! I love you! Teeee aaamo!... - It's okay. I love you too! Go! Go! Come on! I'm so sorry! He started punching harder. - Go! Go! Come on, daughter, come on! - I'm goo-goo-hoo-zannndo dad... It didn't take him long to slow down. - It's okay. I'll come too! - It's okay. Then get out, Dad! Take it off! I felt your dick come out of my pussy and I watched him come and use his underwear to trim a huge amount of fucking. He gave me another good kiss on the mouth before he left my room wearing his pajamas shorts and carrying his dirty underwear in his hand. About three weeks in a row, I apologized to my mom that I needed to stay home to study, and as soon as she left, my dad would run to my room to fuck me real hot. But the hottest thing was when my dad took my mom on a Saturday morning to my grandma's and didn't pick her up until Sunday afternoon. I knew, I just waited for my father's return. He went into my room taking off his clothes and telling me to stay naked. It was the first time we'd lie completely naked. He kissed me a lot, breast-fed me and I held his dick. - What? Come on, Dad, get it in my pussy, come on! - What? Don't worry, we'll have plenty of time to be together. That's when he came down with his mouth to the middle of my legs and started sucking my pussy making me go to the clouds... Only with your tongue did I get two orgasms in a row. I'm all over the bed, he's getting on his knees next to me. - What? Come suck daddy too, come on! I'm the one who never sucked my boyfriend, and I've been so clumsy putting my mouth on that hard cock and remembering what he's done to my pussy, I started licking and sucking my head... But soon I was sucking my dad's dick like a real bitch. - Yes! Chuuuupa! Maaaaaa! Maaaiiisssss!... I thought even one would take his mouth off when I realized he was coming, but as soon as I felt the first jet, he was holding my head. - What? Go on, daughter, drink it all! Aaaahhhhh! Aaaaahhhh!... I almost drowned with so much fucking in my mouth. But even though I choked a little bit, I managed to drink all the milk that came out of my dad's dick. We went to take a bath together, and after many kisses in the mouth and caresses mainly on my buttocks with him passing the fingertips in my ass. - Let Dad put it on his ass, will you? - It must hurt a lot! - What? If you can't take it, I will. I held his cock that started to get hard again, went down and without any modesty began to suck making him harder and harder. - Okay, daughter... Now turn your ass around, turn around! I leaned on the wall and spread my legs I felt my father put his hard cock right in the middle of my ass. - Aaaaaaah! Easy, Dad! That's when I saw him going to get a glass of Johnson oil and going back to the box already running through your dick. It just passed a little bit over my ass and put it back and pushed it. The oil got your dick in too easy and made my ass crawl all over to put up with that hard cock. But in the first few bombings I was already loving feeling that go and come inside my ass. - Poooorrra! What an ass daughter!... Me rubbing my fingers in my pussy. - Ooooh! Ooooh! It's good, Dad! Punch! Punch! Maaaiiiss strong!!!... He must have spent more than five minutes punching his dick in my ass and me rubbing my fingers in my pussy that as soon as I felt him coming inside me I was also having a delicious orgasm. I dated, got engaged, and until a week before my wedding I had sex with my father. But today, after more than two years and having sex at the wedding getting rarer and rarer, I'm thinking of calling my dad to fuck me again.