VeryStableDad

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Age: 57
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I Love My Dad. He Loves Me (update)

Read the first part of this story before this.
So, for those wondering what happened. IT HAPPENED!
As I have been lately, I went into my Dad's room naked for goodnight cuddles. As he has been doing lately, he was openly jerking off while waiting for me. This time instead of just kissing him while he wanked and fingered me. I took control of his cock and with a firm grip, began slowly stroking it, while tongue kissing him passionately. He began fingering me and I was so wet. My pussy tried grabbing his fingers as I ground my hips into it. He really got me going and I even had trouble staying focused on kissing. I began panting. I knew I was really close to cumming. Let me hop on top, Dad. I said as I kissed his lips while moving over him. I wasn't asking I was more explaining what I was doing. I was on my knees, lowering my pussy onto his rock hard cock, as I guided him in. Slowly I began to move and Daddy was exactly stationary. It was barely two minutes and he said, I'm going to cum! I sat right down firmly and stopped. Clearly indicating I wasn't get off, just so he could cum. I obviously wanted his seed inside me. A couple of seconds later we wer both still. All except his ball and cock, which were performing some kind of dance between my legs. The feeling of Dad's cum repetitively firing deep inside my pussy as his balls moved like they were busy against my pussy lips. I almost came too. It was awesome. I went back to kissing him, not moving off his cock at all. Then we collapsed into an embrace in the same position. Then he started going soft inside me and that allowed his cum to begin leaking. He said, sorry. He wanted to last longer and make love to me for ages. I said, that now he's already cum, we can go again when he was ready and it will last longer. Then I told him I wasn't going to my room afterwards. I wanted to fall asleep with him. He needed a toilet break and a drink, then I said let me get you hard again. Then I took his cock in my mouth for the first time. It began to grow in my mouth, so I tried hard to do my best cock sucking ever. Soon he was hard enough to enter me and I said, you're ready again or do you want me to keep going? He acted rather than answering, rolling me onto my back and slid his entire dick inside me, missionary position. That's when I really began to enjoy him pumping himself inside me. My slutty mouth started, I let out a "fuck me Daddy!" Which he didn't disappoint. He drilled me and we didn't even change positions. I felt my orgasm begin to take over and I warned him. Then came violently as a series of wild spasming contractions came over me. This was too much for Dad who joined me in my orgasm with his own. He didn't even say anything, just came and kissed me the whole time. Eventually he collapsed. He rolled over and we cuddled together, as we went to sleep.

I Think My Kids Are Doing It.

I seriously hope that I am wrong about this, but there's too much suspicious things happening and I wouldn't be here writing this if I wasn't convinced something is seriously wrong. Let me explain the situation, then tell me what you think.

I'm a single mother of 2 kids. They are close in age and have always been great together. Being a working mother, am very busy, but I have their clothes sorted, meals made, and run a tidy household.

They're messy at times but help me when asked. I know they've both long lost their virginity. I have caught my daughter having sex a few times with boys. My son has actually told me about having sex with his girlfriend, maybe bragging, maybe to shock me. I'm not sure. He tells me everything even about smoking.

Too honest for his own good? Well maybe not! So, if you're not thick, you'll appreciate that I am highly suspicious my kids are doing what a brother and sister should never do. I'm thinking of quitting work to become more watchful of them, but we will be unable to stay with this home for long as I am already struggling with mortgage payments.

A little while ago my suspicions were raised after I found my daughters knickers in my sons bedding when I was washing. They looked like they'd been worn (not clean). At first I dismissed my freaking out about them doing stuff, thinking he had taken his,sisters underwear from the dirty clothes basket to be a little pervert and play with himself with them. I've heard this is sometimes a thing with young horny boys. It fitted the scene. So I relaxed a little. About 2 weeks later I saw what I was convinced was semen on her pants in the wash. It was a Saturday morning and she had been home without any visits from boys. My son was home with her. Now my mind was going crazy again, wondering if my kids were up to no good behind my back. Then she showed me her new bikini she had bought and he was in the room with me when she did. The looks he had for her, were full of young lust. I even pulled him up. STOP STARING AT YOUR SISTERS ASS! Was what I shouted at him. Then a couple more little clues kept telling me to pay closer attention. The fact they're suddenly closer than ever. Lots of time talking together then it's like a quick subject change when I walk in. Last night was the most highly suspicious ever. I could hear her clearly being quiet about doing something. She was in her room on her phone and talking quietly. Like she didn't want me to hear what she was saying. She was obviously being inappropriate on the phone with a boy. Two hours later she'd fallen asleep as it was late. She was sound asleep and snoring. I saw her phone on her drawers beside her, then grabbed it, knowing I know her unlock code. I took it into my room, then immediately unlocked it. Then I went to her call register to see who she was flirting with earlier and I saw her last call was 39 minutes at 9:17pm. It was an incoming call from "SMELLY" That's what she has her brothers number saved as.

Then I scrolled and noticed about 8 of 10 calls were from or to him. An occasional call with her bestie, and the odd one with myself, but far too many with her brother. Long calls too. I went to text messages to see what they've been saying to each other and there was no conversation. Meaning she'd deleted it all. All my messages and others were there, just none between her and her brother. At almost midnight I was about to scream. This was fast going from a suspicion to proof. I accidentally imagined them having sex for a second and began to shake so badly I had to sit on my bed. I focused on my breathing and decided I'm calling in sick in the morning. I think I will supervise them non-stop without making it obvious. Then the moment they mess up, I'll pounce. I feel like my brakes have failed at the top of a steep hill, and I need to find a way to survive the approaching impact.

Before I was a strong independent woman, I was beaten by their father, I'm as frightened now as I was the day I took off with me kids to finally escape him forever. I just want an explanation that doesn't involve my kids banging each other, but I feel that explanation doesn't exist.

My life is about to fall apart.