1. First his daughters, now it was my turn


    Date: 10/23/2017, Categories: First Time, Mature, Taboo, Author: MarieL, Rating: 95, Source: xHamster

    I stood nervously outside the big gate, my finger hovering nervously over the bell, if pressed, would announce my arrival. I looked around, we were in the countryside and his house was the only one around. I looked at my bicycle propped against the wall, my mode of transport and to be honest, I was more inclined to get back on the saddle than press the doorbell. 'Mariel', I turned and saw him approach me from my left, he had been out with his dogs. 'Too late now', I thought, he has me. He came straight up to me and stood in close, kissing me on both cheeks, 'French Style', like a worldly old gentleman. 'Where's your dad', he asked in mock surprise? 'He's not here', I replied, 'Fucking obvious' went through my head, as his hand circled my slim waist, 'Then my dear Mariel', he said, leading me through the gate and towards the house's front door, 'let's get you onto some hot film', and at that we went inside. I was still in my light and charcoal grey school uniform, pigments augmented with red and green, a heavy woollen fabric affording protection from the elements, but dirty old men, I think not, but that was my purpose for being here, at f******n I was a curious girl, and Rodger seemed to like younger girls, that's why I did not tell daddy where I was going, I simply wanted to find out for myself. 'Here' he said, turning and rushing back towards me, 'Let me take this from you', he was indicating my heavy jacket with its badges and pockets. The ride out to here had exerted me ...
    to sweat, and beads of sweat had formed on my upper lip, I think it was that that had caught his attention, but unseen to him, thankfully, were the beads running down my inner thighs, I swallowed hard, as I could only imagine they were also sweat. I removed my jacked to reveal my white blouse, and as I slipped it over one shoulder, then another, his eyes fell on my breasts, unfettered with the lack of a brassiere, now tucked away in my saddlebag on my bike by the gate, the thin cotton doing little to mask the rigidity of my nipples, now clearly showing the darker circles of my areola, they say the bl**d darkens them when you are sexually aroused. I could feel the heat rise in my face, I was blushing, and he remarked, 'OMG, you are so beautiful when you do that'? I smiled as he took my jacket, 'Do what', I asked timorously, 'When you blush', he replied as he guided me into the huge living room, with it's large bay windows, flooding the room with natural light. 'What do you think', he asked me, waving his hand around to cover the expanse of the room? 'It's beautiful', I replied, 'Good', he retorted, 'it will show the natural nude tones of your skin', he continued, brushing my cheek with the back of his hand. He certainly liked to touch me. I should mention that my father and Rodger are members of our local film club, which includes photography, and I was invited at the tender age of twelve to pose as a model, which led to my appearing in many newspaper adverts, and some Teen ...
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