1. Our Friend, Lover, and Dad


    Date: 9/8/2015, Categories: First Time, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    did you know?&#034 I was shocked that he knew knew. &#034She really needs to make sure she doesn't cast a shadow on the wall. All the time you were having your orgasm, I could see her shadow on the wall. She was trying really hard to cum while trying to hide. Did she?&#034 &#034I don't think so, but I also think she was scared being caught.&#034 We both laughed at the thought of Kelli thinking she wasn't discovered. &#034Maybe we should teach her, Traci. You know, start with her titties,&#034 he reached out and softly ran his finger across the now hard ends of my nipples, &#034and then seeing if we can make her cum hard like you did,&#034 brushing his hand across the front of my shorts. Then Frank bent down and kissed me hard, cupped my breast. Oh, it felt like heaven. He broke the kiss and whispered, &#034Sometime we'll have to try something new, something you have never done before.&#034 &#034Oh yeah&#034 I panted, &#034like what?&#034 When you have some time to yourself, in the bottom drawer of the chest in the cabin's living room, you'll find some books. There is one which is spiral-bound and quite interesting. You might get some ideas. I found it at our previous cabin. One of our girl cousins left it. I bet they miss it.&#034 &#034OK, I'm going to go look for it right now, since it's early.&#034 &#034You do that,&#034 he smiled. &#034I'm going to start prepping for breakfast.&#034 I ran back to the cabin in search of the mystical book. I was quite as a mouse, digging ...
    through books of crossword puzzles, old magazines, coloring books, tour guides, and even a newspaper from 1999. BINGO, there it was. I grabbed the book and closed the drawer on my finger. &#034Fuck, Fuck, Fuck, Fuck, Fuck!!&#034 right across the knuckle. I tried to hold it in, but damn did it hurt. I quickly scooted out the door, and make a beeline to the shelter house where I could curse some more and massage my finger. There I found a comfy chair to curl up in and read, despite a throbbing finger. The book was about sex, very graphic sex, sex between adults and k**s. It had stories about girls losing their virginity, fathers and daughters, young neighbor girls having sex with their friends and their friend's fathers, vibrators, and everything. Man, this book was hot stuff! I completely forgot about my bruised finger in no time. A couple of times I caught myself fingering the outside of my shorts as I read. I read about one-hundred and eighty pages of sexually charged material until I heard my name being called. &#034Traci, where the hell are you? It's almost 8:30.&#034 It was my s****r yelling from the main house. I dashed out of the shelter house yelling, &#034I'll be right there,&#034 and headed to the girl's cabin. Once inside my bedroom I crammed the book under my pillow and ran back to the main house. &#034Am I too late for breakfast?&#034 The other k**s tried to convince me I missed my chance, but Mr. Vogel put down a plate of scrambled eggs with cheese, bacon, home ...
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