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I was horny for my Dads Friend

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I was horny for my Dads FriendI heard his laugh as I walked out of my bedroom, not thinking about my dress sense as I continued into the kitchen. ‘Who is that with Dad’, I asked my younger brother, as he sat munching his breakfast cereal, ‘Don’t know s*s’, was all he said, and I heard him laugh again.I walked to the fridge and opened the large door, the blast of cold air awakening me out of my dreamy state, as it hit me full frontal.I stooped and looked inside, reaching to the back and moving things around to find something edible to eat, ‘Put your knickers on M’, my brother said somewhat loudly, but I ignored him as I found some yogurt and reached in and took it out.Closing the door with teenage angst I turned and told him to shut up, not in the slightest perturbed I had just indecently exposed myself to him, as I bent low and forward, you see I sleep in the nude, and this morning I just put on a T-shirt, prior to walking out to the kitchen.‘Who’s the man with Dad’, I asked again, this time he just shrugged his shoulders. My brother was nine years old and I was four years his senior, developing fast, my boobs were clearly defined and my nipples stuck out from my chest like twin peaks, aided by the cold air inside the fridge, and these were his reason for not answering, he was staring at them.I opened my yogurt carton and dipped my spoon in, scooping out a spoonful and putting it provocatively into my full-lipped mouth, my brother watched me with amusement bahis siteleri as I mimicked a bit of cock sucking, then we both broke into peals of laughter.We were close and learned from each other, living on the farm we only had each other, so sex was something we both were aware off, and we had masturbated together, without really grasping what it was we were doing, but it felt good.I had let him sleep in my bed one night, it was just before my first periods and I was feeling the hormonal change, so I invited him to lie with me, and in the dark, I fondled his penis to erection, my main reason for asking him in, I wanted to make him hard.Back then my nipples were just puffy, but sensitive, so I asked him to suckle me as I wanked him, and played with myself at the same time.As my long fingers dextrously played with both our sex organs, my body encouraged me to bring them together, somehow nature was guiding me by instinct and I turned away from him and pulled him close into my bum, while at the same time guiding his hard cock between my thighs I clamped hard around him and used my bum in a humping motion, while pressing his cock into my vagina.I know that night my brother had his first orgasm, and even as I felt something, the urge was still there, as if something was missing, so as my brother slept between my closed legs I continued to masturbate, my fingers rubbing his squashed cock as I penetrated myself to reach my release.We never talked about canlı bahis it, it was our secret and as I grew older my demands were increasing, I seemed to be forever in heat, and watching porn, masturbating, while my brother just sat and watched me.He rose and left the table while I dreamily drifted in and out of me sexual fantasy, ‘Dads calling you’, he said, as he disappeared to his room. ‘What’, I called out at the top of my voice, dad was asking me to come out to them, so I rose and went as requested.Our living room was lower set than our kitchen and bedroom level, so as I appeared into the bright sunlit room, I stopped at the railing, directly above my father’s guest, ‘What is it dad’, I asked in mock exasperation, sensing this stranger was seeing more of his friend’s daughter than he suspected.‘Get us some more beers darling’, he asked pleadingly, not realizing his beautiful daughter was showing her womanhood willingly, and as I said, ‘Sure Dad’, I looked down into this strangers eyes, and smiled, knowing he had seen my crown jewel.I went back into the kitchen and took two beers from the fridge, and walked airily back into the living room, I was feeling high knowing I had just did something very naughty, and now I wanted to go a little further.I know my Dads friend was ages with him, but he excited me and I wanted to excite him in the same way, so I brazenly paraded myself without shame, handing Dad his beer, with the sunlight cascading though my güvenilir bahis T-shirt, revealing my total nudity to him, something Dad could not see as he sat to the side of where I stood.‘Are you still in school Mariel’, he asked me, as I handed him his beer, ‘Sure’, I replied, hoping he had a thing about schoolgirls, something we schoolgirls imagined older men had for us.I walked back to the kitchen and as I entered, I looked back at him, he was watching me and as Dad could not see me, I lifted my T-shirt a few inches, exposing my naked hips, showing him directly I was nude.I sat in the kitchen and waited, my hand between my legs, I was wet and stroking as I thought about him taking me across this very table, it was then I realized what it was I was missing, and now I groaned with frustration as my fingers went deeper inside and I feverously sought relief for my ache.I stood up and went to the door and peeked out, I could see him talking to Dad, so I went back inside, and impulsively, peeled off my T-shirt and moved back to the door, naked, and went outside and stood facing him, my fingers working between my legs as he looked at my father.He turned as I caught his peripheral vision, his mouth fell open as I reached my climax, I stood full frontal and masturbated as he watched, then buckle during orgasm.How he kept calm and continued to converse with my unsuspecting Dad, whilst watching his daughter give a display of teenage masturbation, off to the side, was beyond me.All I knew was I wanted him and pointed to him indicating sex between us, he nodded in agreement and I walked naked into my bedroom, leaving my T-shirt lying on the kitchen floor, as a symbol of my surrender to him.

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