1. School Sendoff


    Date: 8/1/2015, Categories: Hardcore, Mature, Taboo, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    LOVED it when he called me that – and he knew it. As for me, I loved calling him &#034daddy&#034 when we were fooling around with each other instead of &#034dad&#034 like I usually did (or &#034father&#034 when I was perturbed with him). I NEVER can even remember calling him John, not even in jest. I know some girls who call their parents by their first names but that just seems so disrespectful to me. As for the &#034slut&#034 part, well what can I say about it? After all, I AM a slut and quite proud of it actually, especially in the sense that my dad intends when he calls me that. When most people call me a slut I know that it means that they see me as someone who is sexy and not afraid to show off a bit or even do something about it. From that perspective, why would I consider it a slur? Of course, some people use it as a way to be mean or to criticize and naturally I do not like it under those circumstances. I know my dad doesn't mean it that way and when he calls me a slut it is like the ultimate compliment that he can give me! There is something special when my dad says it though. He is telling me that I am HIS little slut which makes me feel especially good and warm inside. Looking at my dad, indeed, there was no doubt in my mind whatsoever what he wanted. My dad had one thing on his mind now and that was to fuck his daughter! I felt a shiver down my back as I realized that for all practical purposes, it was a done deal now. No matter what my plans or intentions may ...
    have been even a few minutes ago, there was no way I was NOT going to be fucked in the next few minutes. When my dad was in this mood there was only one way for things to turn out – he was going to fuck me. I was OK with it and actually I was proud of the fact that in the past five years since I first gave myself to my father, I had NEVER refused him. Sure there had been times when it was inconvenient or frankly, I just wasn't in the mood. That wasn't the case today, not by a long shot. Today there was no problem for me at all – I was just as horny as he was knowing that once I left for school, the odds of having sex (at least with someone other than myself) were pretty poor. My car was the only one in the garage as my mother was out shopping and my dad had left his SUV out in the driveway so I would have more room to pack. I had pulled in the middle of the garage and had all the doors open as well as the trunk to make it as easy as possible to find just the right place to stuff that last thing I couldn't fit anywhere else. Not only did our property slope sharply from front to back, thus allowing the garage to be attached to the basement in the rear, but it also sloped side to side going down the street in front of us such that each house was about half a story lower than the one preceding it. Our driveway ran down the side of our house before turning into the garage so there was a retaining wall on one side to keep the neighbor's house from falling into ours. The result was ...
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