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

    don’t think they need any help,” he glances over again and continues, “also, you still have a few years left before you stop growing, so don’t you worry.” As we pull up to our house I pull my jacket on and grab the top and bra. When we get into the house I turn and hang up my jacket and notice dad is doing his best not to stare at me. I’m about to go straight to bed when I stop turn around and walk over to my dad and throw my arms around his neck in a big hug, “Thank you so much for being the best, most understanding, father of the year,” I say as I kick up my legs behind me. He in turn fully embraces me and I can feel my hardening nipples pressing up against his tee covered chest. “Of course honey but you’ll have to work with me, it might take a little bit for me to get used to this.” He then grabbed me under my armpits, backed his hips away from me, and sets me down. I look at him a little bewildered, “Sorry, did I knee you?” “No, no, it’s fine,” he said, “I’m just more tired than I thought.” He then turned and started heading to his room, “I’ll see you in the morning, g’night.” I stand confused for a second and then realize why he probably scooted of so quickly, I smile to myself, a little proud in what I accomplished and make my way to my room. I’m so tired and still a little tipsy that I barely get the sheets over me before I fall asleep. I awake the following morning with a slight headache. Maybe a shower will make me feel a bit better. Still wearing the ruffle skirt ...
    and leggings I make my way to the bathroom. I notice that the house is eerily quite for a Sunday morning, hm, dad must be outside. I walk over to the sink and brush my teeth quick; relieved to get the horrible taste out of whatever I drank last night out of my mouth. I then turn the water on, strip, and climb underneath the shower stream. As the steam builds I bask in its warm embrace, although my head doesn’t feel a great deal better, it is more bearable. After I wash and rinse I climb out and grab a towel and notice the smell of bacon. I dry out my hair with the towel then wrap it around my body and make my way out to the kitchen. “Good morning, beautiful. You must have partied pretty hard last night,” dad greets. Opening the fridge and grabbing the OJ, I ask, “Why do you say that?” Pointing to the microwave’s clock with the bacon grease covered fork, “Cause it’s past ten sleepy head!” I glance at the clock pouring myself a glass and can’t believe it at first, “Yeah, I don’t know, I wasn’t feeling great this morning…it must have been something I ate last night. Hey, where were you when I got up?” After he finishes scooping up the last of the bacon he turns and sets the plate in front of me, “I was out splitting wood, when I finally saw you stirring in your room I decided to come in and make you breakfast.” Gnawing on a piece of bacon, I get up off the stool I was sitting on and walk over to dad and kiss him on the cheek, “Thanks dad, I’m going to go throw on some clothes.” ...
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