Anne, a true story of blackmail, betrayal and incest

By adventure. ctba Not in my wildest fantasies could I have imagined standing in the back of my house with my little breasts exposed, standing up without my panties, showing my protruding, short, thin-skinned face to a gentleman much older than my father who, as a teenager, was masturbating his giant cock by smelling my panties. Worst of all, while I was subjecting myself to be a mere sex object to satisfy the lustful desires of that lord, my husband was putting his sweat into service to try to give a better life to me and our newborn son... I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't even notice when my husband's boss approached me and poured several waves of sperm on my vagina. It was so much shit that it flowed through it, that it even formed a waterfall to the floor. As soon as your Carlos mocked said looking me in the eyes: - Didn't I say I wasn't going to touch you, baby? - Now you see you can trust me! Your Carlos wiped his dick in my panties and gave it back to me, then he put his instrument away and went with a cheeky smile to his house. I still couldn't believe the madness I'd just committed, so I went to the bathroom to clean myself of that dirt, without putting my hand in my mouth to compare the taste of the boss's fuck with my husband's. Although I was married and already a mother, I was still very young and inexperienced, a perfect prey for naive nymph predators like me. My name is Anne, I was born and raised in a small town in the interior of Paraná, I'm the eldest daughter of three brothers. At that time we lived in a place far away from the city without television and cell phone. Being from an evangelical family, I was raised in a strict regime where everything was forbidden and sinful, and the last word was always that of my father's tyrant. No one who saw Father worshiping in the church could have imagined that at home he was turning his family's life into a living hell. Poor mom, she did everything to please dad and forgot to live her own life. Despite being a beautiful woman, she looked much older than her 38 years. One day when I went to take lunch to the staff in the bar, I saw a few meters away, my father urinating behind a coffee stand, I was hiding trembling in fear that he would find me. His dick was huge, thick, head and with veins the thickness of my little fingers. Today I hear my mother's moans when they were sleeping at night. After I saw my dad's dick, it became part of my fantasies, and every time I remembered that scene, I would get an itch in the middle of my legs, an itch in my little face that would drool all over my panties. The desire to feel all this inside me was so strong, that I dreamt constantly of my dad fucking me wildly in various positions leaving me completely exhausted, out of breath, with my pussy and ass all skinned and my body soft from all that stuffing, but after having fun, I was beaten by a regret that I was cheating on my mom, even if only in my mind. I was determined that I would never be a submissive woman like my mother, so at the age of 15, I started dating a boy from the church, and by the time I was 17, I was married and the mother of a beautiful boy. For city dwellers, it's strange to get married early, but it's normal in evangelical families. Acir had just turned 19 when we got married. He was tall, strong, dark, hard-working and handsome to die for. What I loved most about him was that beautiful smile that was always stamped on that boy's face. My husband's father, from what he tells me, I think he was worse than mine. When we moved into our little house, things got better from water to wine, my little husband treated me like a princess. Little by little my husband and I were discovering the delights of sex, for we were totally virgins, and the subject was forbidden in the home. As the days went by, we discovered new ways to make love, new positions! I used to love making fun of my husband's mouth. At first, I was a little disgusted by sucking his dick, but then I got a taste for it, and I loved it when he made fun of my mouth. I wanted him to see me swallowing his cock. Anal sex was discovered during my period, and contrary to the testimony of many women, I didn't feel much pain the first time. My husband's dick is 16cm and not very thick, I say this because the only reference I had was my dad's dick, but it's ideal for me that I love to cook for him and have a good time, I never imagined that my whore side would emerge so soon. Six months we were living in our little house, through my in-laws, we met a couple friends of theirs, his Carlos and Mrs. Angela. His Carlos successful businessman in Curitiba and Mrs. Angela doctor. For some time they had been looking for a trustworthy young couple to work in their home and saw great potential in us, and in less than three months we were moving to the capital. When we arrived in Curitiba, we were puzzled by the mansion where we were going to work, the house was luxurious, the furniture and decoration were very tasteful. I was delighted with everything, for it was the first time in my life that I was going to live in a house made entirely of bricks, and best of all, it was fully furnished and even had a crib with various toys inside for our son. Your Carlos and Mrs. Angela treated us like children. Acir was assigned to be the driver of Mrs. Angela taking her to work, lecture, medical conventions at party etc... Because I had a small child, I twice a week worked as a diarist in the house of the bosses and on weekends that went to the cottage, they took me to help with the cleaning. As time went on, so did the intimacy between employers and employees. Your Carlos didn't miss an opportunity to provoke me, double-meaning sentences were his favorite. At first I was all red with shame, but I took it well, I even liked it when the boss was at home, because he was very funny. After a while, the boss's jokes grew bolder and bolder. He wouldn't miss a chance to shake me, to put his hand on my tits, on my purse, to whisper nonsense in my ear, but he always found a way to get me off his hook. Since I'm not made of iron, of course, at night when I made love to my husband I often imagined that it was his Carlos who was fucking me and enjoyed deliciously. Every time this happened, I kept thinking to myself if I was committing a sin in making love to my husband thinking of another, but if it was a sin I had no more salvation, because even away from the place, I still dreamed of my dad eating my pussy. One day, I think to see what my reaction would be, your Carlos lay on the living room couch with a pair of loose-fitting soccer shorts with no underwear and his hard-ass dick was almost all out. When I saw all this, even with my heart in my mouth for fear of being caught, I stayed for a few seconds staring at that huge, headed dick, as big as my dad's dick. When I left the room, the boss with a very malicious smile told me: - And then Anne, you must have liked what you saw because you didn't take his eye out! He doesn't just bite me, he only bites if you ask him to! You know very well that I'm married and I respect my husband! - Stop being silly Anne, Acir and Angela are having an affair! Do you have proof? Your Carlos picked up the phone and showed me a video of Mrs. Angela sucking my husband's cock. When I finished watching the video, I was paralyzed, with a pain in my chest and my heart began to beat out of rhythm, it never crossed my mind that my husband would be able to betray me. If I hadn't seen the video I wouldn't have believed it! Your Charles noticing my fragility, embraced me from behind rubbing his still hard dick on my little bundle, patted one of my nipples squeezing gently and with the other hand went down to my thighs, lifted my skirt, pulled away my panties and when he tried to stick his finger in my little pocket I closed my legs, pushed him and shouted furiously: Don't think I'm like your wife's slut and the other piranhas you take to bed whenever you want! - Don't ever do that again without my permission, you understand? I left the room in a rage, I cried a lot and as soon as I was calmer I asked your Carlos: - And now your Carlos what are you going to do with us, will you send us away? - That's gonna depend a lot on you Anne, put yourself in my shoes, think about how hard it is for me to know that my wife is cheating on me with one of my most trusted employees! - I won't lie to you Anne, the possibility of dismissing your husband is not totally ruled out! - The fact that we've been harassing you all this time, was in order to give change to our comrades, but you at one moment even lowered your guard and weakened, that's a quality that stuck a lot in people, so I'm going to make you a very reasonable proposal and I want you to think carefully! - Since you don't want me to touch you, show me your tits and give me your panties so I can smell you while I touch a pussy and see your pussy! - I swear I won't touch you! I lowered my head and strayed to the back of the house where there was a garden and several fruit trees. I wouldn't dream of going back to that hell of a life we left! If Acir was cheating on me with his mistress, I would have no difficulty in giving in to the boss's blackmail, especially since there would be no carnal conjunction, and even if there was there would be no sacrifice, because our boss besides the qualities I have already described, was a handsome and very interesting man! I got a fright when I heard the boss's voice: - Are you thinking about my proposal, baby? - You swear you won't touch me? - You have my word! Since the wall of the plot was very high with barbed wire and an electric fence above it, not even a neighbor could see us. So I started to take off my shirt and your Carlos said: - You don't have to take it off, just lift it up to show your boobs! I lifted up my shirt and my breasts popped out, they were bigger because I was breast-feeding, and the boss's eyes would sparkle with a desire to touch, to suck. - They're much prettier than I thought, baby! I lifted up my skirt and took off my panties and handed them to your Carlos who quickly exposed the part that covered my little mouth, passed his tongue several times to taste and only then took it to his nose to smell me. He must have been smelling like a very strong bouquet because he was working and it was after 3:00 p.m., but from the volume of his cock under the bermuda he was very horny! When your Carlos pulled his dick out, I could tell it was much bigger than the one I'd seen on the living room couch. He asked me to lift up my skirt, and for the first time another man saw my little skirt, well protruding and with fine and smooth hair well trimmed. While I was standing there with my boobs out showing my pussy to the boss to masturbate, I couldn't take my eyes off that giant stick and not remember my dad. I confess that if the boss asked me again I would give my pussy to him right there in the backyard. I was with my eyes closed totally lost in my thoughts, that I didn't even notice your Carlos approaching me and pouring strongly several jets of fucking on my little bucket. There was so much shit flowing through her that it cascaded all the way to the floor. As soon as he mocked, your Carlos wiped his dick on my panties, handed it to me and went home with a cheeky smile on his face. I stood in the garden for a while puzzled why I had the courage to expose myself to another man in such a vulgar way. I was doing everything contrary to the way I was raised by my parents and the teachings of my church, but in my understanding it had been for a good cause. As soon as I recovered, I went to the bathroom to clean myself of all the dirt I'd just made, but not before putting my hand in my pocket and taking my mouth to compare the taste of the boss's fucking with that of my husband. Talking to a lady who worked many years in the house of the bosses, I found out that they had an open relationship and in the environment in which they lived, it was the most normal thing to find partners to fuck. After I found out, I suspect that it was your Carlos himself who recorded the video of Mrs. Angela sucking my husband's dick, without him noticing of course! At the end of the week that I showed my boobs and my tuxedo to your Carlos to masturbate, we went to the cottage and everything happened normally. On Sunday after lunch, Mrs. Angela claiming an appointment came back to the front with my husband. I stayed to tidy up the house and come back with your Carlos later. It was late when we left the cottage. He'd had a few too many drinks. He'd been napping on the back of the van. Suddenly your Carlos to the car on the side of the highway, comes to my side and in the most natural, takes his pause out and quietly pee a few inches from my face, I confess that this time it came to water in my mouth, my mouth is already wet from so much thirst. I had never wanted so much that stick as now, I think it was the effect of the caipirinhas that I had taken. As soon as the boss had shaken that chest and kept it, while he was turning around on the path, I pulled up my panties as high as I could, leaving my skirt split in half, lifted my skirt for him to fix my thighs and opened my legs a little and pretended to be asleep. He gets in the car, but he doesn't start it. I'd give anything to see his face when he sees me like that. Suddenly I feel his hand on my knee and slowly it goes up until it reaches my little mouth and squeezes firmly, this time when he pulled my panties aside and stuck his finger inside, I gave a little groan and opened my legs to make it easier for him to explore my little gut. Your Carlos, realizing that he had my approval, began to fuck my little bucket with his fingers and as soon as I mocked, I squeezed his hand on my mocked bucket. Your Carlos took his fingers out of my bouquet and took his mouth sucking all my fun, then took my little hand and took it to his dick. Bad was able to hug his penis because of the thickness, so I started to slide my hand starting a little fist very slowly over the bermuda. When she was more familiar with her tool, I opened the zipper of her bermuda and leaped out that huge chunk of hot nerves that, big and hard as it was, would drip a viscous white liquid from that headboard. I must have surprised your Carlos when I leaned down and started to put my tongue on the head of his dick, I had trouble putting it in my mouth, but then I got used to it and started sucking his head. Suddenly your Carlos put his hands on my head and tried to jam everything, when that chest reached my throat I almost vomited, so to control his momentum I held with both hands his dick and I was giving a single treatment on the head. I think the desire to eat me was so much, that it only took a few minutes for the boss to fill my little mouth with shit. There were several strong jets that I could not swallow letting escape through the corners of the mouth forming a huge stain on the front of his bermuda. It wasn't until later that I realized that my son was asleep in the car seat in the back, and we were on the side of a busy highway, and we were in serious danger in that place. With the excuse of cleaning up, your Carlos wanted to take me to a motel, but I was adamant about it, because any acquaintance could see us entering or leaving and besides, my son was with us. Since we were still near the cottage, we thought it best to go back for your Carlos to change the bermuda. On the way back to the cottage your Carlos said to me: - What a delicious little mouth, baby, I can't wait to taste your little bowl! I looked at him and gave him a little smile, and I closed my eyes. Whenever he did, his Carlos would put his hand in my pocket and squeeze, other times he would stick two fingers inside and take his mouth. My skirt at this point did not come out of the waist, my pocket was so lubricated that it formed a stain on my panties. Afraid that your Carlos would be distracted in traffic, I put my little hand on his dick and played a little handshake slowly, always imagining that it could be Daddy's dick. I was sure that when we got to the cottage, my life would never be the same again, because just like your Carlos, I was anxious to have that little stick inside my little bucket, I was just afraid of not being able to stand it or feeling pain instead of pleasure. When we arrived at the cottage, as soon as I put my son in his crib, Carlos took me in his arms and took me to his room, took off my clothes and for the first time he saw me completely naked in front of him. He quickly got rid of his clothes and came to meet me with that mast pointing to the ceiling, it was huge indeed, it even went past his navel. It was also the first time I'd ever slept with another man. Your Carlos climbed on top of me and gave me a tongue kiss that almost took my breath away, then he began to bite my little neck gently and from time to time he stuck his tongue in my ears. Each time this happened, my body trembled and my cocks all shivered. When his mouth reached my nipples and his fingers lodged in my little cup, I had my first orgasm. Your Carlos soon discovered and mapped all my erogenous zones, something that my husband in two and a half years of marriage had not yet discovered. I did not blame him for that because, we were still young and we were discovering ourselves sexually, that is the advantage of a young girl to have an experienced man as a boyfriend or lover. Your Carlos sucked my nipples sucking my milk like a starving man. After being satisfied, he went down with his mouth through my belly until he reached my little bucket that at that time was all clumsy and completely flooded by successive jokes. When his tongue began to meander over my clitoris and I felt his fingers inside my little heated bucket, thirsty to be sucked and penetrated by a huge stick, once again my body was possessed by a shock wave and I joked absurdly in the boss's mouth. At the same time that I wanted that member inside of me, the fear that I was committing the gravest sin as I learned in church, and that my vagina would get wider and my husband would realize, I held back and said, - Hey Carlos we better stop here, his dick is much bigger and thicker than Acir's dick, he'll notice the difference, my bouquet will be much wider! - Of course not, your Carlos said with a smile. - I'll give you an example, you had a normal birth, didn't you? - Yes, you did. Nature does its part, and the feminine universe is included in this wonder, rest assured of that, a few hours later she will surely be as she always was! His wise words somehow convinced me, because after the pregnancy, my husband and I continued to have as good sex as before. I remembered that I had asked him if he felt any difference in sex after our son was born, and he said that I was even hotter, I do not know if it was just to please me, but I liked to hear. After more relaxed, your Carlos settled in the middle of my legs and when I felt for the first time the touch of that hard, warm flesh on the entrance of my little tub, I completely lost my self-control and carnal desire spoke louder. The coldness in my belly increased as that bundle of nerves penetrated right into my bowels widening my vaginal cavity, causing my pussy to reach its maximum degree of elasticity. His dick had already reached my uterus and with my hand I checked that it was a little more to enter, until I felt our pelvises meet. I confess that I was proud to have held that giant dick inside me, it took only a few strokes to have my first real orgasm. I realized at that moment the difference between enjoyment and orgasm, the feeling is ten times better. Your Carlos asked me to stay on all fours and because my vagina was much more lubricated, the feeling of discomfort disappeared giving me more pleasure in the stronger and much faster penetrations. I realized that in this position his dick went much deeper inside me, I mocked successively, my vagina was all red, hurt from being punished so much, so I looked back and asked your Carlos: You're breaking up with me. - That's what I was hoping to hear from you baby! You want me to fill your fucking bucket, you can make fun of it, can't you? Have fun inside me, please! His Carlos held tight with both hands on my waist and got tighter and tighter, I gritted my teeth, bit my lips, closed my eyes and imagined my father fucking me violently in place of his Carlos, until I felt several jets of hot fucking flooding my bucket and I ended up having fun again together with the boss. As soon as we enjoyed your Carlos fell on me exhausted, our bodies were covered with sweat. We stayed for a while cuddling resting on the bed with his dick still inside me. As his dick softened it slipped out, until it came out completely. There was a lot of shit coming out of my little tub, soaking the sheets and the mattress. While your Carlos took a shower, I changed the sheets and put the dirty clothes in the washing machine. When I went to bathe, my little tub was very hot as the foam from the soap went into it, the poor thing was all skinned, red, bruised, my little hand almost went all the way into it, in short, I was completely finished because of the beating from the pike that I had just taken. After arranging the house, I took my son, who was still sleeping like an angel, put him in his chair and called his son Carlos to come home with us, for it was already getting dark. Your Carlos got in the car, stroked my face and said: - So, baby, did you like our adventure? For me it was wonderful! No, I feel a little remorse for having betrayed Acir for the first time, but it was good yes, you made me feel more woman, made me feel pleasures that I never thought existed! - Don't blame yourself baby, what do you think Acir and Angela are doing or have done while we were at the site! On the way back we remained silent, I was happy and proud of myself for having had the courage to give the change in my husband and Mrs. Angela, even though she was with a sore buttocks. That night, if my husband's little horn wanted anything to do with me, he'd have to settle for my cousin, because in my lap, at least for a couple of days, no way. After your Carlos literally broke into my cup in the attic, whenever we had a chance we repeated more and more intensely. I got used to his stick and my cup already welcomed him with some ease, if my husband noticed the difference he did not comment anything with me. Your Carlos every time we fucked he wanted to get in my ass, but I never let because there was only one person besides my husband who would have a chance to succeed and you know who I'm talking about. If one day it happens, although I think something impossible, who knows would not release also for the boss. Eight years passed and with the encouragement of the bosses he finished high school and my husband became an administrator. Acir started working in the clinic of Mrs. Angela and I became her secretary Carlos. With their help we bought our house and soon we were able to also buy our first zero car, even though it is a popular car we were very happy with the achievement. My husband was still having an affair with Dona Angela and I was still giving my kisses to your Carlos and having a lot of fun on your cock. Now as his secretary it was easier because when the boss came back from his travels, we locked the door of the office and he fucked me on the sofa, on the table, in the bathroom, I loved sucking his cock. One day my husband came to the office minutes after your Carlos had finished mocking me in my mouth and hadn't even had time to brush his teeth, I think he smelled the smell and the taste of fucking when he kissed me, but you can assure me that I didn't suck his cock right after he fucked Mrs. Angela's pussy. After my mother died, I hadn't seen my father for three years, so during my vacation, I decided to pay him a visit. Since my son's school and Acir's vacation didn't coincide with mine, I decided to go alone. It was the first time I'd ever taken the high road and had to drive for almost 300 miles. On the way I was thinking about the turn my life had taken, had left the place a pure, innocent girl, the holy shepherd's daughter and was returning a real whore. When I arrived at the door of our place, I noticed that this place had stopped in time, almost nothing had changed, I remembered the song (The Gate) by Roberto Carlos and I stayed for a long time remembering the troubled childhood I had in that place. When I got home, even with his matto attitude, my dad welcomed me warmly, he was very different from when I left, he was quite finished for a 58-year-old man, he was certainly missing my mother. In the little house where I used to live, now lives my aunt, my father's sister, with her husband, who is almost the same age as my father. My aunt, because she is temporary, the age difference between us is only five years. Although by the life they lead, she seems much older, but she is still a beautiful woman, a genetic inheritance from her grandfather and grandmother. Meals were eaten at my aunt's house, and little by little I became accustomed to the routine of that place. In the church pulpit Dad continued with his eloquent and rigid sermons where everything was sin. One fine day, I saw my uncle go to the rose garden as soon as it was light, my father had also woken up, and my aunt called us for coffee. As soon as I finished my coffee, I called my dad to go for a drive around the place, but he claimed that he had to take care of the animals and nailed some loose boards in the barn and I couldn't go, so I took the car and went for a drive myself. As soon as I walked about 500 meters the damn tire punctured, so I walked back to call my dad to change it for me. I didn't find my dad in the barn or at home, when I got to the door of my aunt's house, I hear a low moan and I've already turned on my alarm, there was some scum rolling in there. My aunt was leaning on the table with her butt pulled up with her skirt on the edge and my father was with his head stuck in her hair buckle. When they both saw me my aunt began to cry desperately and said: I knew this would happen one day! - And now what will become of my life? My aunt came crying into the bathroom, and my dad stood there with that half-bombed fart hanging between his legs, not knowing what to do or say. How dare you do this to your own sister, and that talk of everything is sin that you preach in church, is it all ballet then? - You made our life a living hell, I felt sorry for Mom, I'm glad she's no longer among us to see this little shame of you with your own sister! - At least keep that rag hanging in your pants, you've already done your little show today don't you think? Dad wanted to say something, but I told him to go home and then we would talk and I went to the bathroom to console my aunt. The poor thing was crying profusely, and she told me that after Mom died he practically forced her to have sex with him if she wouldn't send them away from the place, and since my uncle was sick and old, he couldn't get a job anywhere. I insisted on knowing when it all started, and she confessed that it was after Dad found out that she'd lost her virginity to a cute guy who'd promised to marry her, but after he got what he wanted he fell out. I reassured my aunt by promising that no one would find out about their affair from my mouth, and that incest was more common than she thought, but it was for her to prevent herself, imagine if she got pregnant by her brother? That day my father didn't show up for lunch, he must have gone to the village. When I remembered the scene with my dad standing in front of me and that huge stick hanging between his legs I would smile, my mouth would fill with water and my mouth would wet my panties. The chance of realizing my greatest fantasy had increased a lot and now that I had my dad in my hands, it was all up to me, I would never miss this opportunity. It was already getting dark when I got home, so I told my aunt that I was going to cook and that we wouldn't have dinner with them that night. When Dad arrived, the table was already set for dinner, and I could tell he'd been drinking because the smell of wine could be smelled from far away, which was better, because we had a lot to talk about that night, and alcohol helps you relax and let go more. While we were having dinner, my father always kept his head down and tried to explain himself and it got more and more complicated, I listened silently to what he said and as soon as we finished dinner I told him to take a bath and I went to wash the dishes and tidy up the house. Dad took his bath and went to his room and I also went to take a bath. While the water fell on my body I touched my grill, stuck my fingers in my bathtub and joked absurdly thinking about the scene I had witnessed earlier. I thought to myself, would I have the courage to harass Dad? My greatest fear was that he would beat me up and throw me out of his house. Because of the doubts, I did a nice anal hygiene, put on perfume and wore only a robe with nothing underneath, went to the kitchen and stayed for a long time building up the courage to enter my father's room. I thought to myself, I'll never have an opportunity like this again, if I want to fulfill my greatest fantasy, the time is now. I took a deep breath, knocked on the door, opened it, and went into Dad's room. Dad sat on the bed and asked me: - You want to talk about me and your aunt not being a daughter? - No dad, this is between you and her, I came to finish what you started early and was interrupted by me! I said that, and I opened my robe, dropped it on the floor, and got naked in front of Dad. Dad rolled his eyes and stood there with his mouth open as he saw me naked in front of him, all smelly, with my breasts out, my little butt all shaved, and he couldn't take his eyes off my little butt, so I asked him: It's all yours if you want it. - But you're my daughter, we can't do that, it's a mortal sin! Pull yourself together, girl! Your sister's blood runs in your veins too, and yet you force her to have sex with you, tell me what the difference is between eating your sister or your daughter, and if you think it's so wrong, explain that volume in your shorts! Dad hesitated at that moment, so I went over and I put my pocket knife in his face and I said, - You sure you don't want me, do you? I grabbed his head with both hands and brought my little bucket to him and gently rubbed it into his mouth. Soon I felt his tongue on my little cricket and his fingers opening his lips to explore deeper into my little gutter. - Wow, you changed your mind so fast! - The flesh is weak, and neither am I made of iron, daughter! - Let your daughter take care of you tonight, will you? I said that, and I pushed Daddy over the edge of the bed and squeezed his cock that was as hard as iron. When I took off his shorts, that nerve bar jumped out and hit me in the face. This is all about your little girl, isn't it? I held his head with one hand, and with the other I would slide down the base of his dick and fondle his sac, and Dad's testicles are huge, too, so I wondered how much semen that thing could hold. When I put his dick in my mouth and started sucking, Dad took a deep breath and said, I've always dreamed of it, your mother didn't like it and your aunt is disgusted, how good it is, it just won't stop! I was already used to handling a giant stick, and with Dad I was using everything I had learned from his Carlos, I only stopped sucking when he started giving me jaw cramps. I laid on the bed, spread my legs, bent my knees, and Dad was getting ready to stick his dick in me, so I put my hand on his chest and said, Make your little girl laugh in your mouth! I don't think Dad was used to sucking on a bottle, because at first he was a little clumsy, but then he got the hang of it and I made fun for the first time in the mouth of the man who until a few hours ago was something unimaginable, only in dreams. While Dad was licking my cricket, I took his hand and drove him to the entrance of my crib and said: Stick two fingers in it, Daddy, fuck my pussy with your fingers while you suck me off, do it for your little girl, do it! As soon as my dad started making movements inside my little mouth, the joy came overwhelmingly. I lost control and my legs began to shake non-stop. I held on to my dad's head and rubbed my little kiss on his face, soaking it all with my joy. I think Dad was a little freaked out by the scandal I made, but he swallowed every last drop of my vaginal fluid. When Dad pulled his head out from between my legs, my moustache was all wet from my mockery, so I pulled him over my body hugged him and gave him a breathtaking tongue kiss, then I pushed his head on my little tits and he started sucking them like a hungry child. While Dad was sucking on my nipples, his big hand squeezing my pacifier, and his fingers continued to explore my little cave, Dad had learned just how to make fun of me. As soon as I had fun again I asked my dad: - Eat me, Daddy, fuck my little whore, fuck! I'm dying to feel this pause inside of me! I laid on my side on the bed, spread my legs, bent my knees, looked at my dad and said, - Come on Dad, I'm all yours! Dad sat in the middle of my legs, rubbed the head of his dick against the entrance of my vagina and forcibly, even though I was used to his Charles's dick, his dick went right inside me until I felt our pelvises meeting and my uterus being forced. I took my hand into my vagina to check, there were only dad's balls outside. The sensation of having my dad's cock all stuck in my little kiss, it was the realization of a dream since I was a child, it only took a few strokes for a shock wave to travel through my body, creaking all my pores. The sensation of being practicing incest with my own father, plus the incarnate desire for so long, contributed to the pleasure reaching its highest degree. The joy came in an explosive way, making every cell of my body vibrate. My father's sweaty body on mine and the cadence with which he possessed me, caused me an indescribable sensation, the result was a succession of spasms that went through my body constantly. I hugged my father by the neck and said in his ear: - Let me stay on all fours, I want to feel your dick deep inside me. Daddy's little bitch wants to get her ass kicked, does she? - I want you to fuck my pussy from behind my hot daddy! As soon as I got into position, Dad stood there for a few seconds admiring me, and then I felt his tongue on my little mouth and on my ass. - What a wonderful little girl, you're going to let Daddy into your ass, are you? - Your dick is too big dad, you'll hurt me! If he knew that I've been waiting for this moment for so long, I wouldn't even let his Carlos eat my porridge for Daddy to re-virgin me again, because my husband doesn't count on his dick being much thinner. - Let go, daughter, I promise I'll be very loving! - Okay, Dad, we can try, but only after you make me have a good time in my little bathtub! Dad came up behind me, and he stuck his little stick in my little bucket all at once. I groaned, and I could feel that in this position your cock went much deeper than your Charles's, and you couldn't see the difference in size or thickness with the naked eye, but you could feel it inside. While Dad was fucking my little pussy, his finger soaked with vaginal fluids was pressing down on my asshole, and then he had two huge fingers inside of it to lace up the wrinkles I hadn't yet lost. The feeling I had was that I was doing a double penetration, as Dad interspersed the movements of his fingers with the strokes of his dick, then my legs began to tremble and I joked divinely once again. Realizing that I'd made a fool of myself, Dad took his stick out of my sock, spat on my ass, and this time he managed to stick three fingers in, and when he felt that it was well laced, he put the head on my ass and pressed to start the penetration. - Daddy you're hurting me, go slowly it hurts, your dick is too big! - Calm down, daughter. Relax, after you pass the head, you won't feel so much pain! - Wait a minute Daddy is hurting very much, I need some lubricant to facilitate the entry of your dick, so I will not stand, it hurts too much! I got up and went to my purse to see if I'd brought any lube, but I didn't, I should have thought of that! I remembered that the first time my husband ate my ass, I used shampoo as a lubricant and the result was positive, so I went to the bathroom I took the tube of hair conditioner and took it to the bedroom. Dad's dick was huge and very hard. I spent a lot on his dick and licked my ass with a lot of conditioner and dad helped pushing with his fingers into my little hole. I got down on all fours in front of Dad, and when he forced his dick, my forelimbs snapped, and my ass swallowed that header all at once. I screamed so loudly that I don't know if my aunt heard me, I sank my face into the pillow and began to cry softly. Worried Dad said to me: - Will you stop, child? - No, Dad, just give me some time to get used to it! I took my hand to my little cricket and I began to stroke it and when I felt more relaxed, I pushed my little bundle back and a good piece came in, that hellish pain of the beginning was diminishing and slowly my ass was able to swallow that chest. Dad tried to push me further in, and I asked him to let me lead the penetration, and slowly I let go, and as I moved my hip, I could feel that thora invading my anus, until I felt Dad's bag pressing on my little butt. I thought you couldn't do it, are you still in pain? - Oh, Daddy, it hurts but it's very good, just wait a little bit to get used to it, your dick is very thick! After a few minutes of being impaled, I took a few risks, and I felt the pain wasn't as bad, so I asked my dad, - Take some out and put it back in real slow! - It's all right, baby. Let me know if it hurts. Dad pulled his stick out a little bit and put it back in very slowly, so it was quite tasty, and slowly I myself would go forward until I felt the head of his stick almost coming out of my ass and I would go back until I felt our bodies meeting again. - I'm ready, Dad, you can fuck my ass! - You want Daddy to fuck your cousin, do you? - She's enjoying cooking Daddy's ass, you little whore! - Yes, Dad, break your daughter's ass, how delicious! Dad was fucking my ass so hard, you could hear our bodies from a mile away. I can't take it anymore, you're breaking up with me! - Make fun of my ass, please! Dad held me firmly in his waist and ruthlessly thrust his dick up my ass to the heel, until I heard a hoarse moan and felt several jets of hot fuck flooding my gut. Dad taunted and fell on me with his stuck dick still stuck up my ass. Since I hadn't taunted yet, I put my hand in my pocket and masturbated until I taunted deliciously with Dad's dick still stuck up my ass. It wasn't as hard as I imagined. I'm glad it was with Dad. I don't know if your Carlos would have his patience. When my dad's dick came out of my kitchen, I had to run to the bathroom so bad I wanted to evacuate, my intestines were full of gas and shit. After taking a bath, we fell into bed and slept like angels. I woke up with my dad massaging my pussy. I put my hand on his dick and it was already hard as a rock, because I was still in pain the night before, I stuck his dick and whimsical in the blowjob, when my dad said he was going to make fun I threw what I could in my mouth and waited for his milk to fill my mouth swallowing your dick and still leaving his dick clean. Dad stared at me in some amazement, perhaps because I was new to him. - Where did you learn all this, girl, from Acir? Why, you didn't like it? - Of course, Anne, everything was very good! - It's just that from yesterday to today so many things have happened that it's gonna take me a while to get used to! - Don't worry about what's going on Dad, the desire to fuck you comes from a day when I was a child I saw you peeing behind a coffee stand, from that day on every time I fucked with Acir, I imagined you in his place. - When I decided to visit you I had that in mind, but I wouldn't have had the courage to tell you if I hadn't caught you screwing around with your aunt! - As for that, I'd like to keep it between us! - Of course, Dad, I've already spoken to my aunt, and I reassured her that no one will know from my mouth, but be careful to avoid a pregnancy, from what I know, the uncle is vasectomized! - Your aunt takes pills hidden from your uncle! After our conversation, we got up, brushed our teeth and went to my aunt's house for coffee, my uncle had already gone to bed. My aunt greeted us with her head down, all ashamed, and when I realized her condition, I hugged her and told her that everything was fine, that they were not condemned, and that I was still rooting for them, I just asked them to take care of themselves. For the ten days I stayed in the place, I slept in my dad's bed and he fucked me anyway. My brother-in-law could handle the size and thickness of his daddy's dick, and he could have a good time with it. When I returned home, I felt a pinch in my heart as I closed the door of the place. On the way back I relived the moments I had with Dad and several times I had to masturbate to relieve my hard-on. Back to the daily routine your Carlos and my husband made up for the lack of dad. A year later, I got a distressed call from my dad saying that my uncle had caught him in the act of fucking his aunt, claiming that he was forcing his sister to have sex with him, so my uncles didn't break up, but my uncle told the church ministry, and my dad was kicked out of the Christian community. I talked it over with my husband and by mutual agreement we decided to bring Dad to live with us in a little house we had built in the back of the lot until we built our house in front. Dad was thrilled with the invitation, and within a few weeks he arrived with the change. With the sale of the place, my dad started buying and selling used cars and he made a lot of money, and he could live super well, because we wouldn't let him pay rent, even against his will. With my father at home, I had to stretch myself to satisfy the desire of three men, my cousin and my sister-in-law never worked so hard, and my greatest fear was that my husband would notice the difference in the size and width of my cousin and my sister-in-law, who were no longer as tight as before. After Dona Angela introduced me to the art of pompoarism, just over six months, I was able to contract my vaginal and anal muscles, so things began to improve for me. My husband certainly knows that I have sex with my boss, just as I know that he also has sex with his mistress, but he never suspects that on the nights when he is not at home, my father enjoys my kiss and my cousin, making me have a delicious time. I can assure you that I am a super happy and fulfilled woman with my three wonderful lovers. If you liked the story leave your comment, vote, because these simple gestures make me continue to tell my adventures and fantasies. You know , I 've been thinking about you a lot .