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

    process fast enough and all that I manage is a confused, “Dad?” as he quickly retreats to his room. Had I done something wrong, did I scare him, I thought he was enjoying it? I was so confused. I wasn’t sure if I should go knock on his door or if I should stay on the chair and wait for him to return. Seconds turned into minutes and then five minutes passed and another fifteen more. He wasn’t coming back. I sat there trying to figure out where it went wrong. Had he been dreaming and when he awoke he didn’t know it was me? No, no, he asked if I was awake and then he squeezed me and stuff. I sat on the chair staring into the dying fire over analyzing, as usual, the events in my head. I decide to stop fretting over it and instead wait and see what happens with the rest of the day. I awaken to find the fire has completely died out and a peek at the clock reveals that it is after 4pm. Although it has gotten quite dark out I can see that the snow is coming down harder than before. I guess the meteorologists weren’t lying when they said we’d have a white Christmas. I pull myself up and look back and dad’s room and his door is still shut. Has he been in there this whole time, I wonder? I get up and head to the bathroom, I really had to pee. I squat down and wince as the cold seat hits my butt. Then, after I finish wiping, I look down and notice that I’ve left quite a bit of residue behind from this morning’s events. I flush then exit toward dad’s room. I stop in front of his door ...
    trying to hear if he’s up. Then I knock, “Ah, dad… are you up?” No response. Then just as I step away I hear him ask, “Yes, I’m awake, what is it?” “Um, I was just wondering if you were up… ah, I thought we could play a board game or something instead of sleeping the day away.” I reach down to open his door but the door is locked. After a moments pause he replies, “Sure, okay, just give me a moment.” “Okay.” I walk over to the living room and grab the chess board and start setting it up. Just as I finish, dad exits his room and shuffles over to the kitchen and grabs some water before making his way over to me. “I’ll be black.” I volunteer with a grin. “Okay,” he replies without making eye contact. We then proceed to play through an entire game. What was very odd was each time I would make a comment or ask a question, he would give as short an answer as possible. On top of that he barely, if at all, made eye contact with me the entire time. “Is everything okay daddy?” I asked as I started to reset the board. “Nah, not really, I just had a really weird dream earlier to day…and then I woke up with a headache after our nap this morning and I…” Really, was this his story? I didn’t know what to think. Should I tell him I liked it? But then if he is coming up this as an excuse would it only make things worse? “What kind of dream, what was it about?” I pried. He stays silent for a second then replies, “I-I don’t know, it’s hard to explain. It was just one of those that leave you feeling… ...
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