1. Awakening


    Date: 12/1/2016, Categories: Fiction, Exhibitionism, First Time, Incest, Male/Teen Female, Masturbation, Oral Sex, Author: theloneliest, Rating: 89.3, Source: sexstories.com

    dad,” I snarkily reply. “Who said I was being subtle,” he joked back. I roll my eyes at him, “It was fun and the boys were just some guys Laura had met earlier in the week.” I noticed it was starting to get a bit warm but my dad still had his coat on. “They graduated from high school and just moved here from Fargo.” “So they’re older boys…” dad comments. “Well yeah, they have jobs out here.” I take my coat off, “Aren’t you hot?” “No, I’m fine.” I crack the window and enjoy the cool breeze. “Well, we’ll be home soon enough. Are you feeling alright?” he asks. I try and cover, “Yeah, I’m just a little warm from all the dancing.” I quickly change the topic, “So you guys just wore those creepy masks all night?” My dad turns off onto the road that eventually leads to our house, “It was actually Justin’s idea initially. He thought it’d be a good way to give you girls the illusion of privacy but keep a watchful eye.” I’m feeling a little better now but I’m still uncomfortably warm. “Well as you saw no one did anything inappropriate to us.” “Sweetie you have no idea how many guys were ogling you two, especially when you were on the dance floor,” dad replies, looking over at me and accentuating the last bit. I’m following the conversation just close enough to know what he was implying. “Oh, you saw that.” I passively state. “It was kind of hard to miss kiddo.” I look over, trying my best to seem like I wasn’t inebriated, “Did you think that was wrong?” My dad slows down and pulls over ...
    and looks me in the eye, “You know, I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, if there is anything, anything at all that you want to talk about... even if it’s not considered the norm, especially if it was something you felt strongly about and it’d make you feel better to share… you know you can talk to me, right?” I keep eye contact and I just nod my head. Dad turns back to the road, puts the truck in gear, and starts driving back down the road. We sit in absolute silence for what seems like forever. I try and make out what my dad was getting at. Is he saying I shouldn’t feel bad talking to older boys? No… my mind drifts and then it pops into my head, staring forward, I state matter of factly, “I think it’s bullshit that girls have to wear bras.” Out of the corner of my eye I see my dad do a double take, “What?!” he asks. “I mean,” I take a half second, “I think girls should be able to go topless if they want and the only reason it’s not acceptable in America is because of some Putin mindset.” Apparently quite confused, he replies rather cautiously, “Okaaay, I mean, I can kind of see what you’re saying… but don’t you mean ‘Puritan’ not Putin?” “Yeah, whatever, you know what I mean. You just said if I had anything I wanted to talk about… and well, this has been bothering me.” I remind him. “Ah, right, okay that’s fair. I mean it’s sort of a decency thing and while I agree that it’s cultural—“ I interrupt and proclaim, “It’s because guys can’t control themselves and us girls ...
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