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I gave up doing these things after the harshest of all speeches I received from him describing the indecency of my behavior. He told me how I wasand I should keep to childlike games. My Father had gotten me a nice, but rather short, summer dress for my birthday. Honestly, I would have preferred blue jeans and a tank top.
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I figured I would wear it in the safety of his house where none of my friends could see me. As I sat in the recliner across from Dad on the couch, I gave up trying to sit like a lady, as it was just too much work. I started to fantasize about my Dad stealing glances up my skirt at my pink cotton panties. I was getting Forced to smell feet story wet between my legs even though my Dad would never do such things.
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I decided a trip to the shower to get myself off was what I needed.
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Only having one bathroom, I knew I had to say come in or he would be forced to pee in the sink. I Harry potter gay sex stories dishes in that sink, yuck. I heard him start to go and quietly tried to get a peek of his penis.
I parted the shower curtain just enough to see my Dad. What I saw blew my mind. My Father, the prude, had my wet pink Giantess poser story to his nose and mouth. My Dad was smelling the aroma of my pussy, and I could tell he actually had a hard-on.
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I felt like I was looking at myself and not really doing it myself. I reached the top of his thigh and could feel the heat radiating from his crotch. I froze in fear. This was the Chastity tease stories my hand had ever gotten.
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If I stop and head back to the couch, will I regret not knowing what might have happened? With trembling hand, I reached towards the Bi sissy stories. I felt softness. What was I touching? Did I miss? Was this his stomach? Where was his dick?
I pulled my hand back to his thigh. I was so nervous I was ready to pass-out. I reached again, my fingertips touching the hardness of his shaft.
I moved my hand over his cock. My Father had a hard-on.
I was shocked. I thought since he was asleep I would find him soft. I rested my hand there feeling his heartbeat in his erection. I stayed in this position for what felt like an eternity too afraid to Femdom snuff stories. I felt my Dad run his hand over my still damp hair.
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Oh my God! He was awake! He sat up and pulled me onto the bed. Without saying a word, he climbed over top of me and opened my towel. I Kidnapped and tortured stories him kiss over my breasts working his way down my stomach.
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