1. A very special Daddy


    Date: 1/15/2017, Categories: First Time, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: MarieL, Rating: 92, Source: xHamster

    I watched from over the ridge of my bedsheet as he sat down heavily on the edge of the bed next to mine. He sighed heavily, and lit a cigarette, and my nostrils instinctively flared as the acrid smoke and the smell of alcohol filled our room, the mixture impinging on my olfactory orifice, and making me more awake. I had never seen a man undress before, and in the darkness my mind was trying to depict the act long before the little red glow slowly drifted down the short white tube of tobacco, I knew once he snuffed it out, I would get to see him take his clothes off. I realise to anyone reading this long ago account of my earliest recollections of the dawning of my c***dhood curiosities regarding sex, and it sounds like I was suffering from a 'l****a' affliction, but in truth, sex meant little to me back then, as puberty and the hormonal disruption it brings to girls, were still a few years off. I was curious, I had witnessed the finished product many times as part of a f****y of naturalists, seeing both my parents cavorting unashamedly in front of similar minded people, and then being introduced as naked as the day I was born, ten years later, to older men with kindly wrinkled faces and piercing eyes, then feeling their equally wrinkled cocks crushed beneath my bum, as I was encouraged to sit on their laps, by my mother. I always thought seeing a girl of ten sitting on a man's lap a little awkward looking, as at ten I was tall for my age, tomboyish and gangly, standing ...
    5'6", we sometimes looked more like an affectionate couple, as I was as tall as some of them. Thankfully sitting on the beach hidden from view, that distraction was never as embarrassing, well, not as embarrassing as the feeling beneath my bum feeling him stirring, as he fitted snugly along the length of my taut cheeks. He rose heavily from the edge of the mattress, and my expectant eyes followed his silhouette as he started the slow tease of undressing, and as my heart thumped in my chest, my thighs ached with the involuntary squeezing, I was nude, this adding a little pique to the spiciness of this girl's mind, my finger moving in slow gyrations hidden by the covers I peeked over, I was sure my laboured breathing might be heard in the silence of the darkness, occasionally broken by his undressing. He turned side on as he removed his shirt and the keenness of my eyesight traced his outline over the ripple of his stomach, and further down onto his pants. I swallowed hard, as I secretly prayed for him to be aroused, there was something spellbinding to a girl to see a man in full bloom, as he 'bobbed', in what seemed like slow-motion, something I myself witnessed, as I walked along a quiet stretch of beach, watching the man grow before my eyes, and seeing the look in another woman's eyes as we passed her and exchanged courtesies, her eyes fixed like my own, on his cock. I felt my hand squeeze his, I instinctively knew I was holding onto someone she wanted, and my heart as of now, ...
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