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

    you want eggs and bacon for breakfast?” I can hear him mumbling to himself, “Yeah, sure, sounds good. I’ll be out in a minute.” My plan is working better than I had imagined, I could only assume. I mean, it’s not like I new his masturbation schedule but I was pretty sure that he limited himself till after we went to bed. During the day with a grown kid, as a single parent, would be pretty risky I guess. Anyways, regardless, this rather serendipitous event almost insures that nothing will interfere with the rest of the day. Dad joins me at the table after I plate our breakfast and he pours himself some coffee. “Sooo, sorry again about barging into your room.” Dad takes a sip of coffee and says, “It’s fine, I’ve just been sleeping in the a, well the nude lately, and you caught me before I could change. That’s all.” He’s having a hard time keeping eye contact with me so I decide to push a little more, “Oh, you’re sleeping naked now, what changed?” He takes a second to think as he spreads butter across his toast, “Well, I thought a bit about what you had said, after you asked to go topless, and found it liberating sleeping… naked, to be honest.” I smile, “Oh yeah,” I sit up with my knees on my chair and reach over to grab another piece of bacon. I catch his eyes as they are drawn to my breasts, thanks to the sheerness of my shirt he can easily see my nipples poking through and just barely make out my darker areolas. “I like it too, I feel less constrained at night.” Perfect, he ...
    can’t help but try and steal a glance of my breasts every chance he gets for the rest of the meal. I head over to the couch and turn on the tv and start watching a random show. Dad remains at the table and reads his news and finishes his coffee. As I sit there digesting, I try to remain as calm as possible, which is proving difficult. I feel, especially after this mornings little shocker, I should move up my time of events. I close my eyes, take a deep breath and exhale quietly, “Hey dad, I’ll be ready to start the day’s lesson after this show.” “Okay, works for me.” Alright, this is it, all or nothing. Once the show ends, which I was hardly watching, I go and grab my school stuff from my room and set it on the kitchen table. “I’m going to go to the bathroom quick,” I say as I make my way back to my room. I quick grab the nipple clamps out of my nightstand and scoot over to the bathroom. I pull my shirt up over my shoulders and then very carefully place it on my first nipple and then my second. I pull the shirt back down and check out my work. If you aren’t looking directly at them it’s hard to tell but if you are, it’s almost impossible to ignore that there is something amiss. I make my way out to the kitchen, walking as steadily as I can. I’ve noticed that if I make too sudden a movement the chain that connects the nipple clamps clinks together. Dad is focused on writing equations on the small whiteboard we use. I find, after sitting down, that I have to maintain a perfect ...
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