A little bundle just for Daddy.

For some time now, I had noticed that my father discreetly rocked me when he made me sit on his lap: he passed his hand on my thighs, on my butt, put his hand on my nipples and felt something get hard under my little butt. He could even think that I didn't know that he was getting hard, since I behaved like an innocent little girl. Little did he know that I was already holding the little boy's chicken hard with whom I was staying, and had even learned to play punheta for him. My mother was a person who hardly came home on weekends, always going to some event at the house of some of her friends. We had moved to a new apartment, and there was even a swimming pool in the school building ... I asked and my mother bought a bikini for me. But as she was never willing to come close to me in the house, she would go alone with my father in the pool and he would take me and I went to sit by his side and I looked at him for the first time and he was happy to show me how to wear a bikini. That bikini's not too tight, is it? - No, father, that's all right. He'd run his fingers right over where he'd marked my little cheekbone, which was a bit bulky. - But it's scoring a lot here! That bolder contact did not bother me at all; on the contrary, I found it even pleasurable. - Are you ugly, father? He stuck a finger into the fabric as if he wanted to loosen it a bit, leaning directly on my smooth little bucket. - No, it's not, but let me take care of it. I was a little sad when he got up and said he was going to the bathroom before we went to the pool. After that day I started to feel something different about my father and I started to sit on his lap and rub myself a lot on his hard cock, and he started to boil me more willingly by touching my nipples more strongly and passing his hand where my skirt was over the fabric. It was on a weekend when I learned that my mother was going to my grandmother's house and that she would only return on Sunday night, I decided to be very provocative for my father. I put on some pretty transparent white panties, the shortest skirt I had and a wide, short blouse that I wore at that time... I hardly ever wore a skirt at that time. I saw my father sitting on my bellybutton and I kissed him on his shirt and I was waiting for him to come out of his room, and I put on a sweat shirt, and I looked like I'd been kissing him all day long. You look beautiful! I leaned back on his chest and it didn't take long for me to feel his hand on my thigh and his penis growing and getting hard and poking my little bundle. When his hand went up and lifted up the skirt skirt a little, my panties appeared. He started to pass his hand over the panties, and when he decided to look down. - What's that girl's underwear? I pretended I didn't understand. - What's the matter, Dad? - She's not hiding anything, daughter... her wig's all coming out. - I'm wearing a skirt today, it's because I'm home dad! - Will you let me see you in your underwear? - What do you mean, Dad? - Take off your skirt, I want to see your panties. I felt that things were getting much hotter than other days, even more so when I got up from his lap and noticed that huge volume on his bermuda. Without a shred of shame I pulled off my skirt and stood in front of him always looking at the volume on his bermuda. Just like on the day of the bikini, he pulled me between his legs and passed his hand again. He made me turn my back to him. - What a lovely bundle! I felt him lower my panties and then his hand on my butt. - Are you ashamed, daughter? - No, father, I'm not! He's making me turn around with my panties right in the middle of my thighs. I'm glad you're not ashamed of me. I was practically naked in front of him and he put his hand back on my shovel. - Your parakeet is also very beautiful. - It's nice when you run your finger through it. He again just passes his finger between her vaginal lips. - Is that how you like it? - It's father! He kept passing the finger that felt my little shoe getting very wet... and I took courage and pointed it at his lap. - Let me see what he looks like. You want to see my penis, is that it? - He's a father. He starts opening the bermuda and pulling her down. But don't talk about it with anyone, okay, not even your best friend. I walked in and there was this big, headed snake, and it was nothing compared to the kid who let me hold his. - You can let no one know. He spread his legs wide, pulled me to sit on one of his legs and probably thinking that I had never seen a hard pinto (pintinho at least). - You're enjoying your dad's painting, aren't you? I didn't even expect to get his consent to take my little hand and hold that huge log. - He's a great father! - It's because I'm an adult daughter! He finished taking off my panties and then he took off my blouse leaving me completely naked on his lap. I grabbed his penis again and I was making a slight caress... I was afraid that he would suspect that I knew how to play a punch. He kissed and sucked my nipples that were the size of two small apples. - Move your hand, daughter! I increased the rhythm of the caress of my hand on his penis. - Is that right, Dad? Daddy loves you so much. I love you too, Dad. Suddenly he made me let go of his pinto and sent me to sit on the couch going to sit on the floor between my legs that he was opening until he came with the face near my xana. When he gave a pass of the tongue in my pocket my body received an electric shock that left me all shivering. He holding my thighs preventing me from closing them began to lick more intensely. - What a good father! It wasn't long before I started to feel something go all over my body and go towards my pussy like it was going to explode... I was having my first orgasm that looked like it was going to heaven. He took me to the bathroom, and making me sit on the edge of the bathtub was coming with his penis asking me to make more caresses. Again so that he wouldn't suspect that I understood by punch I was just rubbing my light hand. But he asked me to hold it tighter and keep moving my hand back and forth. - What a treat! But when he held my head and pressed his pin to my lips asking me to open my mouth. - But father, what are you going to do?... - I'll just put it in your mouth for you to suck! - But it's too big and fat father!... - I'll just put a little piece, open daughter!... I don't know how I managed to open that lid, and I don't know how I managed to suck and lick. - That's it, my love, that's it! I had never sucked the chicken from my dick, but I was loving to feel the salty taste of my father's hard cock that soon took out of my mouth and was mocking about my nipples. On Saturday itself, when my father came back from the street and went straight to my room, he hugged me, kissed me, took off my dress and my panties leaving me naked from the waist down. Even seeing him take off his bermuda exposing his huge hard cock I had no idea what he intended to do with me. When he asked me to kneel on the edge of my bed with his hard cock turned to him, I began to suspect that I was going to lose my virginity that day ... My heart began to shoot, but I was not afraid of a spider. And when I saw him taking from the pocket of the bermuda a biscuit pass on the tip of his cock. - You're going to stick it in my pigeon? - I'd love to, but today I'm just going to put it in your pocket, okay? I was totally virgin, so I was a little apprehensive, but I was crazy to win my dad's penis even if it was a small fortune. - Oh, my father, oh, my father, oh, my father. I felt a tearing pain and my burning ass throbbing as if it wanted to bite my father's cock. My desire was to ask him to take it off, but, not wanting to disappoint him, I held firm until I felt his body leaning against my buttocks... Tears trickled from my eyes and tearful groans came out of my throat as he began to pull his pin back and back with him to the bottom... I was even getting used to those kicks when he started howling like a wolf and stood with his pin all stuck into me. - Ooooooh! Ooooooooh! Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa!!!!!!! I distinctly felt my father releasing all his sperm inside me. My father started sucking my cup a lot or just passing his finger to make me laugh before he put it in my little bundle and poured out all his little milk. And I, I loved to sit on his lap and let him kiss me a lot on the mouth and suck my little breasts a lot before I opened his bermuda, took out his pinto and suck my little breasts a lot to drink all his little milk. This lasted for more than a year, until we could no longer postpone that our will. My father always told me that I had to first lose my virginity to some boyfriend, eat my cup before him. But I always insisted that I was never going to give my blessing to a rabbi... No one would want him to take me away from a true woman. My mother traveled with his girlfriends and he just turned his hand over and kissed my little mouth during the first few minutes, and after two weeks of my father's life, I just started sucking on his hand, and after a whole week of my father's life, I started sucking on my little breasts, and then I just started sucking on my father's hand. I can't take it anymore! I kept punching him. - What's the matter, Dad? - I've decided that today you'll be mine! I let go of his pinto, and getting all tense was arranging myself in bed. I want to feel you inside me. He quickly came climbing on my body, I was opening my legs and feeling that he holding his pinto was looking for the entrance to my cave... Then I felt a squeeze and a little burning in my pussy, and I also felt clearly that rolling thing going through me... I almost fainted from pleasure. But the pleasure was increasing as he pumped his huge dick into my little pussy, that I had about three orgasms in a row before he took it out and made fun of everything about my belly. Currently I am engaged, and I have sex much more with my father than with my fiancé ... Bundy for Dad only.