In bed with Daddy...

I was 18 years old, and because of a complicated relationship for over a year, I avoided giving leashes to any of the boys who were part of our group. My father never bothered to move and even use his cell phone, and it was just moving that I found out that he had a new girlfriend. I even thought it was cool, because my father after the separation due to a betrayal by my mother walked around for a long time bewildered to the point that we had to move from the neighborhood where he was seen as a "soft corner". I went to the kitchen to have breakfast, leaving my room to check some photos on my cell phone, I left it on my table to turn on the coffee machine when my father came in and sat down at the table. I was very disconnected, I didn't even touch me when he picked up my cell phone and started to talk to me. I also sat quietly, when he almost fell off the chair, wondering: - What are these pictures, Carla? I remembered when I was looking at my phone, and I had left it open right in the photo gallery, and my desire was to hide under the table. - What pictures, father? - Are these pictures yours? I froze thinking about the pictures of my boobs, my butt, and even my pussy, and I thought I'd say that they weren't mine, but since I was never very good at lying, I ended up explaining to my dad that those pictures were part of a prank with some of my high school friends, who also took pictures of body parts using their cell phones and sent them to their boyfriends, and my dad kept looking at the pictures. - And you sent for your boyfriend? That's the problem, Dad, I'm not dating anyone. Then why the pictures? Again, I had to explain that I thought it was just a joke and that none of them would have the courage to send the pictures to anyone, but that they, in their mania for bragging about being sexually explicit, sent them from inside the school bathroom showing each other. - And you were upset with them? - I did, 'cause they fucked me up by calling me a dick. In conversation, I said that they thought I had a boyfriend, and because I don't like to lie, I didn't confirm or deny it. - But they could also have lied and pretended to send the photos. - No, Dad, they did, and one of them even showed me her boyfriend's reply, who also sent a picture of him. - Peeled off? - More or less dad, the face didn't show and it was more like... well... just the bottom part, you know? - The penis, is that it? - It's Dad; it just hurt like hell, kkkkk! - Uh, she's putting pictures up on the Internet and pretending to be her boyfriend. Again in my mania, I ended up saying I'd rather not lie, but he finally convinced me to lie just a little bit and helped me come up with a plan to use his whatsapp by changing it to a fictitious name as if he were my boyfriend. - But then I'll have to send you those pictures. - What's the matter, daughter? - But Dad, stop looking at it, kkkkk! - Goddamn it, you're such a woman, aren't you? - You're off the hook! He's showing me a picture I took of my busted ass, and he's laughing too. - You're the asshole taking a picture of that! - Kkkkk, I'm going to delete these photos. - Don't erase it, you have to show your friends that you sent for your boyfriend! - Okay, Dad, I'll do everything that we agreed on. I actually ended up changing my father's name, to a fictitious name "Pierre" and sent at least six photos, including that of my little girl, him receiving and looking at his cell phone. - Oh, my God! Even though they were pictures that didn't show my face. - You're not gonna show anyone, are you? - You can leave your daughter, only I will be able to admire this beautiful body. Dad, stop being so shameless! - They're just pictures, daughter. - Make sure your girlfriend doesn't see those pictures! Don't worry that I'm just like you... without anyone! In the conversation he explained to me that his new girlfriend, was also separated, but that because of the small son was reconciling with her husband. At school, I made a point of calling the three girls to show on the cell phone the photos that I had sent to my supposed boyfriend, apologizing for not having sent before because I wanted to talk to him first. It was when another one also showed me the photos that her fiancé had sent to her... They were already much more interesting photos, of a boy in blue although very small cute. At home again with my father, we talked about how they believed about the photos I sent, and he asked me if I would like to send him some pictures of nude taken from the internet as if he was my supposed boyfriend. I agreed, but we agreed to send him only when I could send him a message when they were with my boyfriend only inside the school. This happened two days later, and I was always inside the room with the three girls, apologizing for not having sent before because I wanted to talk to him first. That was when another one also showed me the photos that her fiancé had sent to her... They were already much more interesting photos, of a young boy in blue despite being very cute. At home again with my dad, we talked about how they believed about the photos that I had sent to him, and he was jealous. - Are those pictures of you or your father? I thought you'd be better off than hanging out on the Internet. - But Dad, how did you have the courage to do that? - Uh, if I saw your pictures, what's the problem with you seeing mine? - But my friends saw it, too! - And what did they find? - You bastard, they got drooling! - So, isn't that what you wanted? - I did, but not pictures of you, right? - What difference does it make if they don't know it's me? - But I was jealous of the auction! - Jealousy, I didn't mean it! - If I'd known that before, I wouldn't have let any of them see it. - You're the only one who went to see it? - Logical, why would I show them? - But wasn't the arrangement for them to see what her boyfriend's like? - But those I'd like to have seen alone! - So you liked it? I felt my face warm up. What a question! I loved seeing your pictures. - But you've already deleted it? - Unfortunately already, you have no more to send me? I called him a jerk again and said I didn't have any more. I was ready to go to sleep, when a madness went through my head thinking about the pictures of my dad's dick, and I took out my cell phone and took two pictures of my pussy and two more of my butt and quickly before I regretted it I sent it. Before long, he sent several compliments about my butt (which was quite bulky) and a good one about my pussy saying that it must be a delight to put my tongue in it. - Kkkk, you really are crazy, aren't you? - Don't you want to be my real girlfriend? At first I thought it was a joke of his, answering. - Depends what I have to do! - You don't want to come in my room, do you? But you're not naked, are you? - I can get naked if you want! - No, you don't have to, Dad, I'm going. I walked in and he was in front of me with his hands on my arm. - What a beautiful girlfriend I have... My heart was pounding, I smiled nervously, and always with my mind on the pictures of his dick. - My boyfriend is a cat too! It was when he was putting his hand behind mine never pulling me forward giving me a kiss on the mouth. - My father? - You didn't like it? - I like it, but it's just weird for me! And he kissed my mouth again and little by little I was accepting also embracing him in a very warm kiss. I wearing a wide shirt, he made the two straps go down by my arms leaving my breasts free. First he put his hands on my breasts patting and gave me another kiss. - Is everything all right, daughter? - It's all right, Dad! The sweater that was standing on my waist, then he pulled it down leaving only my underwear on. He kissed me again and made me walk on my back and made me lie down on his bed. When he held my underwear I was quite tense, but I let him take it off and he was staring straight at my cunt. As he lay between my legs he was bringing his face closer I thought he wanted to see my cunt closer. But what he did was give a few kisses on my vaginal lips. When he started passing his tongue in my pussy, I thought I should enjoy that strange relationship with my father. I'm going to go to the bathroom, and I'm going to go to the bathroom. I ended up having the most pleasurable orgasm of my life. He stood by the side of the bed taking off his bermuda and letting me see his beautiful flesh-and-blood cock. It really was something that no woman could refuse and I wanted that cock in my bouquet. I opened my legs and hoped to climb up on the bed and come straight with it towards my crack. When I felt that troll coming in and expanding my bouquet I lost my mind completely. I want you all inside me! I endured that whole pause and when he started punching hard I was already having another delicious orgasm. My father howled like a wolf and from time to time he would stop punching to lean back and kiss my mouth. There could be nothing more delicious than to feel that delicious stick hitting my junk for several minutes ... I moaned, he moaned and when I was about to have another orgasm. It's coming, it's coming, it's coming, it's coming, it's coming, it's coming, it's coming, it's coming, it's coming, it's coming, it's coming, it's coming, it's coming, it's coming, it's coming, it's coming, it's coming, it's coming, it's coming, it's coming, it's coming, it's coming, it's coming, it's coming, it's coming, it's coming, it is coming, it is coming, it is coming, it is coming, it is coming, it is coming, it is coming, it is coming, it is coming, it is coming, it is coming, it's coming, it's coming, it's coming, it's coming, it's coming, it's coming, it's coming, it's coming, it's coming, it's coming, it's coming, it's coming, it's coming, it's coming, it's coming I enjoyed it and he took his dick out of my pocket and still kept moving his hand on it until I saw those jets of sperm falling on my breasts. That day was the first time I slept with my father, to become routine I go to his room and get naked for him to suck me all and make me have delicious orgasms. I became my father's silly little girlfriend who even taught me to suck his penis and let it all go in my mouth ... I started loving the taste of my crazy and paused father's fucking. Two months of dating and hanging out with my father, we were in the living room watching TV when we started kissing each other and he patted my ass and asked me to stay for the night. Without a shred of embarrassment he stood in front of me pulling my sweater and seeing me get soaked while taking his dick hard too. - Come here daughter, sit here on my stick, sit! It was the first time I had sex with my dad in that position, and I loved having my pussy swallow all that stick and then I'd go up and down like there was a spring under my ass. - That daughter! As I was already taking medicine to not get pregnant, I shook my vagina for several minutes until I was weak and I sat looking for my father's mouth, and making fun I was feeling at the same time my father was also making fun inside my vagina. I all spanked and he also with the stick all licked we went together to take a quick bath. That's when he hugging me and patting my butt began to pass the tip of his finger in my anus. I already imagining the intention of my crazy daddy. - I've never done that before, Dad. It must hurt a lot, huh? He's moving his fingertip in there real light. - Only at first, but using something to facilitate penetration should hardly hurt! But use what? As the kitchen was still untied after we had made a snack, even still with our wet bodies my father took me up there and making me lie on the table took the pot of butter licking his stick that was already hard again. He told me to lie on the table and passed butter up on my still virgin ass. Then leaned and forced until I felt my ass being broken. It hurt, but grinding my teeth I held it all in and start a lens and go. A minute after my tail got used to it he began to push harder. - Oh, my God! He held my waist with both hands and kept punching. What a delightful daughter-in-law! - He's all your daddy, get in! The funny thing is, when I heard him making fun of me, I ended up having an orgasm without even putting a finger in my pocket.