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It all cums together Finale Hey y’all. It seems like forever since I’ve written anything for my blog, but the world has been super crazy in the last year and I didn’t know if writing sexy true stories was appropriate given all that. But I decided now that its been a year, it’s time to post something again. So this blog picks up from where my last one ended with me working to make sure I’ve exposed myself completely to my Dad. I’d seen and read a lot of the emails exchanged between him and the stranger, but I hadn’t read them all yet. I’d also made a personal commitment to be more casual about my body around him bc I had read his approving comments about seeing me. I knew that he was really in disbelief about me but was beginning to realize he didn’t know me at all. So after I had sent the email with my comments on the fake story about my friend Brittany I was pretty worked up knowing that it was going to be forwarded to my Dad for his enjoyment thinking I didn’t know he would see it. All I could think was what would he think reading something I really wrote. I knew he wasn’t complaining about anything else that he had read or seen but I was really pushing it to see if he would show any outward reaction toward me. That really had not happened and I was dying for it, either pissed and angry at me or more aggressively perverted toward me. I’d gladly take either one at that point. But so far he kept whatever he was feeling locked inside him. Luckily I knew from reading his private emails what he thought so I knew I was on the right path. So not long after sending my comments to the stranger I came out of my room to wait for Richard. It was pretty late already, but my Dad was just hanging out watching TV so I plopped myself down across from him. I’m pretty sure he hadn’t read anything yet bc it had been so soon, but I didn’t know for sure. I was definitely excited that I had sent it and loved not knowing if he had read it or not. Plus Richard was on his way to see me so I was quickly becoming aroused. I knew Richard was already there when the doorbell rang, but I wanted to see my Dad’s reaction opening the door to the guy I had asked over to fuck me. I just sat on the couch as my Dad let him in and made small talk with him. I hadn’t told Richard my Dad was at home or up so I think it threw him off a bit being welcomed in by my Dad. Richard made his way in and found his spot next to me on the couch. My Dad followed behind and went back to where he was sitting to continue watching whatever was on. As my Dad sat down, Richard tried to whisper to me that I hadn’t told him my Dad was home or was awake, and I told him he was correct and that it was fine. I think Richard thought he was in for some lecture from my Dad about not disrespecting his or something but that wasn’t going to happen. My Dad was curious about my sexual experience but now he knew so he wasn’t going to say anything bc it’s what I wanted. At that point, I was already dressed for going to sleep and even though it was December, I was wearing some soft, loose sleep shorts and a loose fitting sleep shirt. No underwear underneath of course bc I never sleep in panties or a bra. Plus the fact that Richard was coming over I had on as little as possible so it’s quicker to get it off. I’m not sure if my Dad knew I didn’t have anything on underneath, but Richard could tell right away when he sat next to me and put his arm around me. One touch across my back would confirm no bra underneath my shirt so my breasts were just hanging naturally unsupported under my shirt. So there I was, sitting next to Richard, across from my Dad not really sure who knew what or how much as I felt Richard’s arm slide to around my waist. I don’t know if he knew at that point that I wasn’t wearing any underwear but his hand slid to my belly and I felt him petting me gently. I loved that he hadn’t seen me in a while and was touching me softly with my Dad right across from him. I wouldn’t say my Dad was actively watching him make out with me, but he wasn’t giving us any privacy either. And I know it’s crazy, but at that moment, I was fine with it. Richard whispered asking me if I wanted to go to my room for playtime and I told him “Not yet.” I could tell he was already getting hard petting on me but at that moment I wanted more. I mean it had been days since being fucked and with everything else I was ready to explode, but I wanted to see how far things could go. At that point, I think Richard’s logic was if your Dad isn’t going to say anything and you’re not ready to go to your room yet, then I’m going to see how much I can get away with. Next thing I knew, he had slid his hand up under my shirt and started to fondle my bare chest. My Dad has never seen a guy fondling me right in front of him so I think he must have been pretty surprised by Richard’s boldness and probably by my submission, but if that was what Richard wanted to do to me at that point I wasn’t fighting it and my Dad definitely wasn’t putting a stop to it. And it was pretty obvious where Richard’s hand was. It had vanished under my shirt and was definitely moving on me. Now y’all should know by now that my nipples get hard pretty fast, even when they aren’t being stimulated but when they’re being played with, they become like little marbles and don’t soften at all. So with Richard molesting me under my shirt right in front of my Dad it was pretty instantaneous that they got hard on me. And once they’re little pink pebbles, then that’s an open invitation for more. My Dad couldn’t see them get hard bc of my loose fitting shirt but Richard could feel how hard they were and he knew that once they’re hard, I’m aroused and when I’m aroused I submit even more willingly. My Dad was still sitting right across from us as I felt the hand that was molesting me do what I love including pinching, twisting and pulling on them. I wasn’t about to protest bc it had been so long since my tits had been abused that I was loving how it felt and loving that my Dad was getting to watch me submit. Once Richard had gone through everything he wanted to do to my nipples, his hand slid down to my exposed midriff above the waist of my shorts. I wasn’t sure what Richard was going to do at that point, but I was already loving the whole situation. At that point I kinda adjusted myself to lay back more against Richard who was behind me and I kinda propped my right foot up on the couch so it was flat on it with my knee bent while I let my left leg just kinda dangle off the edge of the couch, with my bare foot off the floor. I wanted my nonverbal message to be very clear at that point to the two men who I had willingly consented to knowing my sexual secrets. My legs were open, not tightly closed. My sleep shorts weren’t tight but were loose fitting around my legs so if I positioned myself just right my Dad might be able to see up them if he looked just right. Richard waited a while just petting me above the waistline of my shorts before dipping his fingers underneath it. I felt like he was exploring to see what was underneath there, if I was wearing underwear or not, but the farther his fingers dipped, the more he confirmed there was no g-string, no thong, just my bare freshly shaved mound. At that point, I was so horny and ready to fuck with my BF’s hand down my shorts about to molest me in front of my Dad. I could have easily gotten up and taken Richard to my room to be fucked senseless but what fun would that be when my Dad is still sitting across from us not saying a word? I decided to just lay there and submit to Richard even more, looking at the TV like I didn’t even care. My Dad had let the stranger manipulate me and play with me and it didn’t seem to bother him, so why would he mind watching my BF doing the same things in person? Between all three of us, I think we all wanted to see who would give in first. I wanted to see if Richard would hesitate or pause from what he was doing. I wanted to see if my Dad would intervene. Richard wanted to see if I would stop him or get up from the couch or if my Dad would say something or leave. And my Dad had to see how far Richard would go and how far I would let him go Well I wasn’t going anywhere bc I was loving it. One of the guys would have to quit first bc it wasn’t going to be me. I stared at the TV not looking at my Dad at all as I felt Richard’s fingers work their way from the top of my shaved pussy to the sides to see if I would move or resist or push his hand away. My shorts covered his hand but they’re pretty small so my Dad would have definitely seen his hand was under there playing with me. Once he had touched me softly and confirmed I wasn’t wearing anything underneath I felt his entire hand covering my sex firmly. Then I felt him adjust his grip on me so he could squeeze my pussy tightly. I could feel his fingers digging into my soft outer labia tightly and squeezing me hard as if to remind me that that belongs to him. His hand was squeezing my pussy pretty hard at that point but not yet enough to make me squeal or groan out loud and I couldn't tell if my Dad was watching me be fondled or watching the TV. Hopefully he was watching me but I wasn't 100% certain. I had to take action so I opened my legs wider for Richard which signaled to him that I was not only enjoying having my pussy squeezed in front of my Dad but wanted him to be able to do more if he wanted. Once I had opened my legs wider, I felt Richard's fingers slide up from my already dripping slit to the top of my pussy where my clit was already swollen and protruding. Then I felt him mash the top of my pussy together and smash my swollen clit between my shaved lips. As soon as I felt my clit being pinched together I couldn't help but let out a groan from the mix of pleasure and discomfort down there. Once I groaned outloud, I knew my Dad was paying attention bc he said if we were going to do that kind of stuff he wouldn't be able to watch his show and we should just go to my room instead. I figured at that point it was time to go to my room, but I was pleasantly surprised when Richard responded to my Dad that he was sorry and that he would do a better job of keeping me quiet and that he wanted to watch the show too. Richard then took his hand out of my shorts and whispered to me that I needed to pull my shorts down and off. That totally sent a chill down my spine because I wanted him to tell me to do that in front of my Dad bc I wanted my Dad to see I would do it. At that point it was a question of who was going to be uncomfortable first. It wasn't going to be me. I easily pulled my shorts over my butt and over my knees and feet while laying back on Richard on the couch, ending up with only my shirt on and nothing else from the waist down. Not a big deal bc my Dad had already seen me naked but this time it felt a lot more humiliating for me. Once they were off, I just kind of dropped them on the couch, but Richard grabbed them bc he was going to use them to keep me quiet. Next thing I knew, Richard had them wadded up in his hand and had them covering my mouth tightly. My eyes were wide open at that point as I knew I was being silenced. I looked at my Dad who definitely wasn't watching his show and was staring straight at us. I guess my Dad didn't like me making eye contact with him as he watched me being molested bc he said if you guys are going to do this at least cover her face because its making me a little uncomfortable. Finally he was uncomfortable. I didn't lose. Richard apologized again and proceeded to lift my shirt up and over my face and head. It wasn't that long so I had to pull my arms through the arm holes so it was still around my neck and he could use it to cover my face like a hood. Once he had it over my face, he was able to keep it tight around my head by just holding it from behind. Then he asked my Dad if that was better and my Dad told him it was. I felt so degraded and humiliated at that point, now totally exposed in front of my Dad with my shorts covering my mouth and my shirt covering my face. I totally felt like a sex object and not a or a girlfriend. Richard proceeded to pet his hand over my entire nude body while my Dad watched him, but I'm not sure because I wasn't able to see anything. I only know because after a few minutes of that humiliating treatment, my Dad said he thought I was ready for fucking. I guess because he could see how wet and messy I was becoming between my legs. We were all ready for me to be fucked at that point so Richard took everything off of my face and we both stood up. Then he stood behind me and pulled my arms behind my back and wrapped his arm around my throat. My Dad could clearly see that I wasn't resisting his manhandling of me and just watched as Richard marched his naked submissive past him in to her room for what was sure to be a rough fucking. That was the first night that Richard fucked me with my door open for my Dad to watch. It wasn't the last.    |
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nice part of ur blog it gets better and better
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Ohmy! I would really love to be in your dads place! or to come to your (and his, in case you are still living with him) place. To know what you did to him, to know what you want to do, to know that you are always curious about new ways to submit and get humiliated.... Are you into insertions? I do like to play with food, but also with other things. Tell me what you think about that. Also, I am happy that I managed to catch up with your blog. When I stumbled upon your blog the first time, It was like three years old and I was not sure if you are actually still active here or reading any answer I posted to it. Now, you seem to be active, and I switched from being somewhere after twentyfive other replies, now I am actually the second person to comment! Yay! I love your writing style and that you let us take part in your sexy life, even though you know nothing about anyone reading your blog. Maybe your neighbour is reading this, maybe some colleague or other aquaintance knows more about you than you are aware off....  Hope to read more soon! expose yourself! When you come to a fork in the road, take it. __Yogi Berra
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Magnificent Pussy Dear
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Well, happy slut slave, you should know you are truly missed!
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At some point, you need to kneel & suck your dad off. Great story!
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