1. A b*****r'S LOVE


    Date: 9/16/2015, Categories: First Time, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    sideways, leaving a trail of her fathers liquor laden spit across her cheek, then pushed as hard as she could against his chest. &#034Oh baby...my baby&#034 he mumbled, totally unaffected by Jamie's struggles. Jamie realized in horror that her father was leaning forward again, using his body to press her hard into the mattress. &#034No...&#034 she pleaded, on the edge of panic. &#034Dad?&#034 came the voice from the doorway. David stood perfectly still, his small frame a shadow outlined by the hall light. Jamie's dad immediately froze, his breathing hard and heavy then, almost imperceptibly, he loosened his tight grip on her young body. &#034Is everything OK with Jamie?&#034 David asked. Slowly, supporting her head and back with his big arms, Jamie's father lay her down on the bed, as if he was putting a sl**ping baby into a crib. &#034She's OK, just took it a bit hard,&#034 he said, calmly, then scooting his arms out from under his daughter's back slowly straightened his body and stood. &#034It'll be hard for all of us,&#034 he mumbled, seemingly to himself, then turned and without another word walked out of her bedroom. &#034Oh Jamie, what are we gonna do?&#034 David asked, totally unaware of what had been going on. Jamie burst into tears. That night David -- at Jamie's tearful, pleading insistence-- dragged the pillow from his own bed, plopped it beside his s****r's, and in his clumsy, big b*****r way, held her as she cried herself to sl**p. The next night as well, and by ...
    the end of the week (although Jamie had stopped crying herself to sl**p) he did it without even being asked. With their mother's leaving their dad had fallen completely apart, spending his evenings in a d***ken sprawl on the couch, and as their once secure f****y disintegrated Jamie and David did what they could to cope. Laying in the darkness of her bedroom, holding one another, they talked and whispered; about their father mostly, but also about themselves and how they could keep the f****y going. It was purely asexual, and it might have remained as such -- except for the simple, biological fact that teenage boys wake in the morning with hard-ons. Something nudged Jamie from her sl**p the morning it happened. She didn't know what it was so she just lay there, in her bed, and took stock of what had disturbed her. She was laying on her back uncovered, the blanket having fallen to the floor during the hot evening, wearing just a pair of baggy, white shorts and an old, torn t-shirt. It was quiet and still, in the bed for a time, and Jamie was just about to fall back asl**p when she felt it again. A steady jiggling in the bed. It wasn't a lot of movement, just a slight perception of the bed undulating. She had no idea what it was, but it was becoming clear to her that the jiggling movements were coming from her b*****r's body as he lay next to her, with his side and hip just barely touching hers. Curiosity finally got the best of Jamie and she opened her eyes, just a slit, then ...
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