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04 Ekim 2022, 13:32
Subject: Chapter two of Dad's a swallower Incest DISCLAIMER -- This story is 100% a work of fiction. It depicts sexual actions between family members. If you are offended, please stop reading! Guys please remember that NIFTY needs our donations to keep going. The service is worth whatever you can give!! http://donate./donate.html I love writing stories; the feedback is important but please keep it respectful. I want to hear your ideals and thoughts. ail. (Previously in chapter one...) He came to the breakfast table, hung over... "Dad..." he paused and then looked at me from across the table... "Dad, I want..." It was my turn to interrupt him. "It's ok son, I understand you want to leave. I'll call your mom, or grandparents and get it set up. Just please don't tell them what happened." I kept my face down looking at my breakfast. He responded "Fuck no, I don't want to go. I was going to ask if it really happened. I guess I got my answer. Pops we got to do it again!" He was now taking bites from his plate all be it small ones and sip of coffee. "Dad I love ya, really and truly. You're my dad and you've done good. But dude you suck amazing dick? What's that pussy feel like I just got to know..." NOW THE STORY CONTINUES I was lost... What the hell did my kid just say to me??? "Levi, what the hell is wrong with you? Don't you understand what happened last night was a mixture of booze and I'm sure other substances along with my own inability to control myself?" I continued, "You took advantage of my state of mind while I was sleeping, and I allowed it after I came to my senses." I found the most authoritative voice I could find. "IT WILL NOT HAPPEN AGAIN!" He sat there, smug and almost cocky. He was sitting there in his boxers, leaning back and legs spread wide as to offer me his cock again. "Dad you're fuckin' a good thing up here. This could really be beneficial for you and me." He adjusted himself and sat upright. "I don't have the stupid-ass social hang-ups you do. I like to get off. I've been fuckin' Mrs. Granger (his high school principal) every Thursday for the past year. I haven't told a soul cause my dick gets wet and she takes my seed deep in that pussy of hers. I don't think she's hot, maybe a little MILF action but a pussy is a pussy when you need to get off." I was totally blown away. Who the fuck is this kid in front of me...? He stood up, pushed in his chair and headed to his room. He stopped at the end of the hall turned and faced me and said with confidence, "I'm fuckin' that pussy of yours when I get home. Be clean and be ready." And down the hall he went. I sat confused. Who was that kid? My boy wouldn't act like that. I started to clean up the kitchen. He came down the hall dressed in tight-ass blue jeans, his white Adidas shoes, and his football jersey with no undershirt, exposing his hard nipples. Why was I looking at his nipples? Why did I allow my mind to go to that place again? Then he spoke, "For real pops, I'm goin' out with some buddies. I'll be home around 8pm tonight. That pussy best be washed and cleaned. Be ready for some real dick tonight, Dad!" With that he was out the door, and I saw him drive off in his truck. I couldn't believe this was my kid. I know I keep saying that but if you knew Levi you would know this was totally out of character for him. He had to be on something. Something stronger then weed and booze. My son wouldn't act like this. He wouldn't think any part of this was ok. I needed to find the source. I went to his room and started to snoop and investigate. I opened his laptop. He never put a password on it because I never "investigated" his activities before. He never gave me a reason to. What I found shocked the holy fuck out of me. He had been watching every type of porn you could think of: straight porn, tranny porn, porn parodies, gay porn