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Bi-Sexual Female / 19

Could have listed this under "My Family" also.

I've been into reading peoples incest stories lately. I fantasize a lot about doing a threesom with my parents. I'm not exactly the sexiest girl, so I doubt they would ever go for it even if it wasnt taboo.

What I did do: A few weeks ago I got my first vibrator in the mail. The We-Vibe 4. It cost me $160 so I had high expectations. It didn't dissapoint because it hits my g-spot and clit at the same time, its wireless and its quiet. This past saturday night we (my parents and me) rented "The Wolf of Wall Street". Knowing the movie had some graphic sex scenes I decided to wear my new toy and keep the controller in my pocket. I had three orgasms during the movie.

I expected to be able to control myself during my orgasm, but I squirted and let myself take it too far during the third one.

My parents freaked. They thought I was having a seizure and my dad was litteraly about to dial 911. I had to explain what I did. They were so pissed off! They have never been this angry with me. I feel shitty about it but I also feel invigorated. Like a weight is off my shoulders. They know how I feel and I no longer need to hide it. Maybe I will get lucky now, though I doubt it.

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# 20408 - by Anonymous / May 5, 2014
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by Anonymous on May 6, 2014 at 1:33 AM

You dont happem to live near fresno, california?

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by Anonymous on May 6, 2014 at 2:10 AM

If I would be your dad...I would take you

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Anonymous

by Anonymous on May 6, 2014 at 6:58 AM

I live on the east coast.

OP

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by Anonymous on May 7, 2014 at 1:53 PM

I lol'd. You're an idiot

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by Anonymous on Mar 15, 2017 at 10:25 PM

I laughed. Lovely and funny story. I was, and still are, having hots for my father. When i was at your age, from fifteen to my twenties i didnt had any access to toys like you did. It was in eighties.

I didnt need one though, because i can tell that i was good with my hands and after my mom had found a new man (i had lived with her for few years after dad and mom had a divorce) me being fifteen years old i couldnt stand the guy (who, after these years getting to know him, is okay), and so i was visiting my dad more often.

Dad had a new cabin in woods. You cant really say it was in the bush, because from there were just ten kilometers to the closest house and fifteen kilometers to the town central. But there were not many houses around and it was in forest beside a small lake.

When i was teen, i took a bit of wood from him, went to roam in woods and in a day i whittled and carved myself a nice wooden dildo. First version were way too thick. Although when i tried it i was so wet i was literally dripping on it, it felt almost like getting stuck on it and it spreading me all open and pushing my lips in me.

To my fortune that same day dad left to town to get something and I had to whittle some more. It was so funny. I was in outhouse so could hear his car early, my jeans down, my legs spread, my pussy all ready and i had a knife and that wooden thing in my hand. Then when i felt it was fitting in me nicely, i quickly picked up all the chips, got rid of them, then went to storage room and even dipped it in laqcuer jar, still wet from my juices. I put it to dry in another storage shed where dad wouldnt found it. I was so excited!

Next time when i went to meet him, i couldnt wait to use it. I had nice small towel for it, some lotion, and a bag where i could put it and close it to wait for the next time. I was using it for a couple of years and i loved it. During that time i started to get hots for him.

I wasnt that popular in school, but i didnt felt that i was ugly either. I was just that girl who nobody noticed. All of us have felt alone then, but i didnt had lots of friends, just three friends and although i fancied boys in my school, they were not interested of me.

Although i did fantasized of boys from school, my fantasies were more loving than fucking. But when i was fantasizing of my dad, it was crazy. I was imagining fucking with him and every time imagining him cumming in me. I even remember how we had a highschool course about reproduction and one day we saw a film where cartoon man and woman made love and how after a burst of cloud of semen, seed swum in to her womb and did fertilized the egg. I had sat behind a desk with one of my friends and for some reason, although it was very dull and clinical video clip, i was more horny than ever, reminding all the things i had done with my dad in my head.

Although it may sound odd, when i was fantasizing, i was very aware of the risk of getting pregnant if sex with him would happen like that. And although it was so silly, i remember how quilty i always felt whenever i had fantasied such a thing, doing it unprotected with him while reliving that short video and that burst over and over again and imagining how i would get pregnant of it. Incest itself didnt aroused me that much, but at first i was aroused of the thought would i****t mean pregnancy and then, after the video, the crazy thought how it would.

One winter three years later, i had forgot the dildo at his place. I was 18 then and had my own car. He had found it and during one cold winter night, he had burned it. He said how he was sorry and how he hadnt got enough firewood (that is why he had eventually found it) and he would make me a new one. Of course, although i was a bit sad that i had lost it, i had to said how i dont need one.

But to my surprise, few weeks later he had done new one for me! Although i had been so ashamed when he gave it to me, i was also very happy that he didnt condemned me or masturbation. When we talked about it, he even told me how he too masturbates every now and then. I had always thought he was just like every other parent, but he was more open minded that i had thought. Then i really got aroused of doing it with him.

I do felt bad that i was so coward then and didnt said anything of my hopes and wishes. Dad had no idea what he could had done with me. His words how he masturbates, were the height of my fantasies for years.

Most daring thing i did with him, was to call him few times while i was masturbating with that toy he had made me. But i was too shy to moan his name aloud or to tell him when i was orgasming. I hoped he would had noticed and would then do it with me.

Today, im getting closer to my fifties, he is in seventies but still in great shape and in good health and i still want him. Im too old to have his babies, so that wouldnt be a problem either.

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