He only made fun of my thighs

In the early hours of Monday evening, I took advantage of the walk to take a stroll in the house of Betinho. I wanted to thank the breakfast basket. He studied in the afternoon at a private school, and I in the morning at a state school. I was received by his father (Mr. Durval) after ringing the bell. "Come in, Millie, and belated congratulations on your birthday!" said the man with a creepy smile. Even though he tried to be nice, I found him repulsive. Perhaps his rough appearance was due to his stocky physique, his hairy arms, and his mustachioed gown. I sat down on the couch at your request. Will you get Little Betty for me, please? He'll be here soon with his mother. The thought of possibly being alone with the man frightened me, so I hurriedly got up to leave. I'll be back tomorrow, I just came to thank him for the basket he sent me. <unk> So thank me, pretty, because I bought it. <unk> Did you like it? I didn't know what to say, because if I said I loved it, I might leave the man with second thoughts, but the indifference was tainted. I liked it very much, Durval, but I thought it was a gift from Betinho. <unk> He asked me for money to buy a teddy bear, but I told him you're a big girl and you'd better be a little less childish for such a beautiful girl. "Did I get it?" he asked with his bitch face. <unk> I liked the basket too much, but I still have a passion for the bears <unk> I spoke with a smile trying to be nice. <unk> Then you will like me <unk> he said taking me by the arm and making me sit next to him, <unk> I'm hairy as a bear <unk> and gave a rough laugh. <unk> Don't be afraid, my beautiful, I know how to treat an angel like you with affection. I can also give you much more than a breakfast basket <unk> said the abused man already with his hand on my nipple frightened by fear. "Wow, your little titties must be delicious", he said, suddenly lifting up my blouse and exposing my torso. I was stunned not knowing how to react to the surprise of the attack. All I could say was, Stop, you Durval, please! I spoke almost in tears. <unk> Don't worry, Millie, I just want to caress you, I swear I'll never hurt you. As he spoke, my frail body was at the mercy of his enormous grasping hands, and I made no effort to let go and I don't know if I would, but I was involuntarily accepting the abuse without reacting. Let me see a little bit more of you, my beautiful? And then he threatened to pull down my shorts, and he got desperate and he said no, and then I started fighting trying to get rid of him. Don't worry, doll. I won't do anything else. I just want to see if you have any fur. Fortunately, the sound of the phone made the man let go of me. By his conversation when answering, it was his wife requesting his presence, because someone hit her car when she was returning with Betinho. Finally, I tried to run away from the house, but the pervert blocked my way and pretended to be kind by apologizing for the rough attack. The idiot said that he lost control of my beauty and youth, made promises to give me gifts whenever possible, even took fifty reais from my wallet and forced me to accept, even after my repeated refusals. He said that I could look for him when I needed something and that I would not regret being his secret little friend. Then he was emphatic in speaking very seriously so that I would keep this matter between us only. People of heaven, what was that? I came out of there shaking and sulking, I couldn't connect the dots, it was all very crazy. What a brazen and thuggish man. Obviously I wouldn't say anything to anyone about the explicit abuse, I was most afraid of his reaction. Betinho lived halfway between my house and my uncle's house. After that strange bid, I moved on quickly, it was all set for me to go to dinner and sleep at my uncles' house, because Mom was going to the end-of-the-year dinner with the staff of the store where she worked. However, when I arrived at my uncle's residence, my aunt and cousin were ill with symptoms of dengue fever and their condition was complicated, my uncle took them to the neighborhood UPA. It was already night, I stayed at home after calling my father to pick me up as soon as he left his work. When Mom called at my uncle's house, I answered and did not tell the news, so I thought it best to omit such details for the time being. Immediately after she hung up, Dad arrived and I left with him. Back at home, we had pizza for dinner, followed by a few sips of wine from my father's glass, comfortably seated in his lap while we flirted a little. It was still early for bed when he suggested that we go to my room. The kissing and fondling had begun minutes earlier, still in the room, as had the removal of our clothes. When I was carried in his arms and placed in my bed, both of us were already naked, because the kissing had already begun on the living room couch. It was kissing, sucking and hugging. When the rubbing of our bodies became intense, he thought it best to continue in my room. That night I was feeling the greatest sexual cleavage, the burning desire that possessed me after the incident with the father of Betinho, and I decided that if I had to lose my virginity so soon, it would have to be with my father. Dad seemed to have read my thoughts as he left me with his legs wide open, super tight and sat on his legs in the gap between my thighs, and almost glued to me. His hard pin was very close pointing directly to my vagina. With the thumb of his left hand he massaged my clitoris tearing my twins. I was apprehensive about the approach of his secure pin with the other hand. When he touched my slit, my body trembled all over. Holding his big, rolling business, he made vertical movements spraying the glans on my big lips. The massage on my clitoris continued with the other hand while the glans insinuated itself into partially penetrating my slit and looking for space inside me. However, he stopped the invasion only by leaving the other head buried inside, still no hand movements, and circling me with his hand inside the ball. Boy, what a crazy feeling, I was scared to death of being ripped apart by your huge penis, but I wanted so badly to have it all inside of me. When he pushed in just a little bit more, I felt a little pain, but at the same moment an absurd horn took over me and I had an instant joy, it was wonderful the sensation of climax invading my body and releasing a sharp and shameless scream. But my father pulled out from inside. He also enjoyed releasing his semen on my belly and my thighs. He continued punching his business and still expelling the slimy and white liquid. Then he rubbed his penis licking me with all that apple pin, turned my body rubbing himself behind me. Damn it! I loved it, it was something I would never have imagined him doing with me. It was very tasty and different. He then smiled explaining the phrase "Done in the thighs". That's how it happens, we make fun of the thighs, instead of making fun of the inside, but it's bad luck for the girl to get pregnant anyway, because some damned drop can reach the vagina and the little creature ends up penetrating and causing the damage. We hurried to the bathroom, not knowing for sure when Mother would return from dinner. There was still time for him to explain that the "little bug" was the spermatozoon, there was also a little time left to feel his caresses on my soaped body. I realized that he held the wave even having the ease of being able to possess me during the bath. He must have thought the same as me: we would have many days ahead to be able to do those things. I'll tell you more later. Kisses to you!