Me and my dad chatting on whatsapp.

I'm going to use Mariana's name when writing this story. Even though she was very young, she was already dating and liked a good screw-up. At home I started to realize that something wasn't going very well between my father and my mother. Although they treated each other with a certain cordiality, they started sleeping in separate rooms. My father, who had a high position in a multinational company, lived constantly traveling and it seems that this was one of the reasons that they were on the verge of a definitive separation; out of jealousy between them. I had a huge passion for my father, that even when traveling he always made a point of calling me to see if everything was okay with me... my mother's cell phone scene he didn't even ask. But one year later I went to visit him, that he was staying in a hotel in São Paulo where he went to work, and I think he was distracted by what I was doing. He always started talking to me by my camera and my voice. He was always trying to turn around in the front of the room. After that, my father, who had a high position in a multinational company, lived constantly traveling and it seems that this was one of the reasons that they were on the verge of a definitive separation; because of jealousy between them. I had a huge passion for my father, that even when he always made a point of calling me to see if everything was okay with his cell phone, and answering his phone. I had a couple of his phone notes, and I had a couple of his phone, and when he had a couple of his phone, and when he was writing notes, and I had a picture of his phone. - I'm sorry, daughter, I was so worried about the call that I forgot what I looked like. You don't have to worry about any father, you don't have to worry about me. - I promise it won't happen again! Explaining that every time he took a bath and knew he was alone in a hotel room, he liked to stay and even sleep naked, always laughing that he liked to see him naked. - Let it be Mariana; I am your father too!... - Bobo, you can let me not tell anyone! I even told him that if he wanted to, he could get naked every time he came to talk to me, even if I was watching him walk around the room. - Only if you had the courage to talk to me the same way. - Me in the nude? If you think you can see me naked, I can see you naked! I'm blushing just thinking about exposing myself to my father. Can you imagine the two of us naked talking on our cell phones? He suggested that the next day I leave the door of my room locked so that we could be more comfortable. I thought it was strange for my father to make such a proposal, but deep down I was enjoying that intimacy with him. And without a shred of embarrassment I asked him to show me again. And it is not that he also without a shred of modesty stood up showing me his penis which at that moment was hard and seemed to have much more than 20 cm compared to his hand... - Our father, why is he like that? - Ugh, because you're looking at him! - But father, I'm far from it!... - It's like you're here! We talked for a few more minutes, and before he hung up, he asked us to keep it a secret. When I hung up the phone, I noticed that my pussy was wet and throbbing. I was naked from the waist down and lying on the bed masturbating, having a nice orgasm with the image of my father's pussy in my mind. I was anxious to get home the next night, and the first thing I did was make sure the door to my room was locked, even though I knew my mother wasn't home and it was going to take a while. Even though I didn't think I would have the courage to expose myself to my father, I ended up just sitting with a T-shirt over my body waiting for the call, sitting in the chair in front of my computer. My heart shot up when he did, and we started our conversation with a live image and voice. - Have you locked the room, daughter? I locked the door, but Mom's not home, and she said she won't be home until after 10:00. First he wanted to know about my grades, happy that I had passed straight through, then seeing me in the T-shirt, he asked me if I had the courage to be like him. - I'm only wearing this shirt, Dad! - Nothing on the bottom? - No, father! I knew it was totally out of the ordinary the way we were both acting, but something inside me was making me accept that madness. - I don't know father, I'm a little embarrassed! - Then I won't show you what I look like! I couldn't wait to see my dad's cock again, and when he asked me to show him my boobs first, I slowly lifted up my shirt, letting out my boobs with their hard, protruding nipples. - Lovely daughter! - Now let him see father! He stood up showing me very close to the screen of his mobile phone his huge hard pinto, making my imagination have the exact size of that parrot. Then he sat down saying that it was my turn to show the lower part of my body to him. With my legs a little trembling I was lifting up letting him see my little face that had a few curls of hair. - Wonderful daughter, but get the cell phone closer! Once again, feeling my stomach snoring, I opened my legs slightly and focused my cell phone from the bottom up, listening to his voice. If I could, I'd kiss your ass a lot. I'm laughing and loving it all. - You're out of here. - We both are, aren't we, girl? I hung up and ran to bed playing a delicious siren until I had an orgasm imagining my father fucking me with that huge penis, unlike my boyfriend who had a 10 cm thin chicken. For two more days in a row, we talked in the same condition, showing each other our intimate parts. When he said that he would be coming home the next day, it was when I realized that I would be face to face with my father, and not in front of my cell phone screen. My mother knowing that my father was coming decided to spend the weekend with my grandparents, that I would no longer be alone in the house ... He could not do everything that happened. My father arrived in the sixth part of the afternoon with my mother's arm kissing, already in his mouth with a piece of sand, already entering me from the bottom of the house. - How are you daddy's little bastard? How are you? - Now here with you, I'm great! He left his bags in his room suite and went to the kitchen to make a snack. I stayed with him all the time wondering what time something was going to happen between us besides the kiss on the mouth. When he said he was going to take a bath and that he was going to leave the door open for me, I was all serene. About 10 minutes later, as I passed through the door of his room which was actually open, I happened to hear the sound of the shower on. I entered the room and saw the bathroom door also open I did not think twice and I went in and saw his figure through the glass of the Box. He then opened the door of the Box closing the shower and came to the door. - Come this way! I looked at that tough guy, and I walked over and he grabbed me by the arm and pulled me into the box. - No, Dad, I have my clothes on! - Then let's get out of those clothes! He'd pull my blouse up and leave me half-naked. - I already took a bath, Dad! He's laughing and rubbing his dick on my nipples. - Take another shower, too! I felt my heart beating fast, but I was letting him go down my shorts and my panties. I naked, he sat on the edge of the box making me sit on his lap with his hard pinto leaning on his thigh, with him taking his hand on my skirt. - You're scared of Daddy, aren't you? - I did not! First he kissed my mouth again for a long time, and then he came down and sucked my breasts always with his hand on my nipple passing his finger. When I put my hand on his dick, he kissed me again asking me if I wanted to go to bed with him. I said yes, and he didn't even have to take a bath, with him taking me in his arms and taking me to bed. Kissing me a lot. - Are you enjoying being with Dad like this? Putting his hand on his dick again. - Very much! Here's the question I wasn't expecting. - Are you a virgin? - No, but I... - You just have to say yes or no! - No, please! All he had to do was answer, and he made me stand on all fours and come with that huge hose towards my little pocket. As my little pocket was once again quite wet, all he had to do was put it on and start penetrating me, widening my still small pussy. I almost lost my breath with him shoving everything in, until his combs landed on my butt. - Aaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! - Don't worry, I got it all figured out, okay? That's a good one, Dad. And he started fucking me slowly, and with each punch, it got stronger and stronger, until I felt his body hit my ass. - Aaaahhh! Aaaahhhh! I'm going to have fun dad! I was having a wonderful orgasm when I realized he wasn't wearing a condom. - Don't laugh at me, father! He kept punching and lightly patting my ass. - Don't be afraid; Daddy knows what he's doing!... My body was already all soft when he after giving three more very strong punches, took off and began to mock me on my back making me run back to the bathroom to wash myself. My legs were swollen when I returned to the room where there was that huge naked man smiling at me. I'll skip a few steps so as not to make this story too long. Every year we went to Cape Frio for the holidays where my father had a beautiful apartment, and this year with my mother away from him I ended up alone with him ... Nothing could be better. More than two hours of travel, we arrived and we went straight to take a bath together and then to bed before going out to dinner. First he made me stand on my stomach to caress my bundle, kiss and pass the tip of my finger over my butt leaving me all wet. He made me shudder to go to my front and lick my little lips and start kissing my lips and he looked at me with tears all over my vagina. - He leaves in the bundle, daughter? Of course, I'd already given my boyfriend his fortune. - But yours is a very great father! He lay on my side quietly staring at the ceiling and I stared at his hard stick that looked more like a headed snake. - I'm leaving, Dad, but will it hurt much? He asked me to wait, then he left, and then he came back, holding a glass of moisturizing oil. He stroked the tip of his penis and even went over my butt; with me he was four, even going so far as to insert the tip of his finger. When he pressed that chest on me and began to force, I even thought of giving up. But soon my butt was opening and letting that pile of hard meat in, making me open my eyes and breathe with difficulty. I shouted, but I asked him to continue putting almost everything in and start making movements back and forth. The pain passed and the pleasure took care of my body. My father fucked my butt for almost ten minutes, until he made an animal to enjoy eating inside a restaurant. Because I had to sit inside a can of divinity, my butt was still burning. And I was also having sex with my father in the bathtub when we were in the apartment, and I often enjoyed having sex with my father's lover in the bathtub, and I often had sex with him inside his apartment.