1. Our Friend, Lover, and Dad


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

    on my neck. &#034You're my girl, I love you so much,&#034 he would say, then spinning me around to embrace him face to face for minutes on end. Sometimes when I crawled up on his lap to watch hockey he would pull my panties to the side and massage my little pussy. I loved it when he rubbed my pussy and kissed me at the same time for three periods of a hockey game! It felt so good to be touched, kissed, and held in his arms. Kelli didn't have much in the way of boobs, just enough to know they were there. She liked dad playing with her clit, or his tongue caressing her cunny. He would suck her tits joking, &#034We have to make these grow! They are too delicious to stay small.&#034 Mom would yell at him saying, &#034Those girls are completely normal girls. They will grow someday!&#034 We loved to give dad sex and make him cum. Kelli and I loved the taste of his cum. But sometimes we had to fight with mommy for first dibs. Best of all we loved sucking him while he used his tongue and lips on one of our pussies. We had a fairly decent life as small towns go, and I had my share of friends. I started getting sexually active outside the f****y just before my thirteenth birthday, mostly with boyfriends who liked to grab boobs or touch panties. I would never let them put a finger in me, which pissed them off. My s****r was just getting interested in boys, but she preferred dad over any boy. The boys just couldn't measure up to dad. She was closest to dad and sometimes we would fight ...
    for his attention. I didn't mind as I got my share, and sometimes my s****r and I would love on each other. In 2003 my mom received horrible news that my dad was killed in a truck wreck. Another truck driver had been driving d***k, and run head-on into my dad on Trans-Canada Highway at the curve just outside of Algoma Mills. Both my dad and the other driver were killed instantly due to the impact of two trucks with full loads coming together at 104 kmph. I was devastated because my dad was a father, best friend, and lover. Kelli was distraught beyond all comprehension, and went silent and somber on us. Mom was numb, and hardly spoke at all, and cried almost every night for six weeks straight. She had us, but she lost a huge part of her soul. We stayed in Elliot Lake, Ontario, for a few months more before mom said we needed to move to Ohio. She said she needed &#034a support system&#034 and help with finances. It was big change for Kelli and me. The town we moved to was called Leema. It was a depressing little Ohio community which had seen better days. All over town you saw for sale signs, boarded up homes, closed factories, roads in need of repair, and people out of jobs. People in Leema were different. They had no ambitions or goals. One of the girls I met in school said jokingly the smart people move away and dumb ones stay. There was probably come truth to that. When it came to teens getting together, girls were the property of boys. Sex was not love or commitment; it was a ...
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