-CHAPTER 02:

I could not get back to the fact that I was sitting in my salon

watching a collection of huge dongs with my daughter. It was crazy, but I did not want to admit that there was a part of me that was beginning to appreciate it. Especially a very specific part of me.

Clumky I've proposed:

➖I suppose they both have their benefits ... Some of them seem to have been designed to do the job, but the evolution is itself a very good engineer.

➖LUCIA: Okay, Mr. Science Channel, what I think you say is that a penis would be better.

➖ME: I do not know with certainty, but you can not deceive you too much with a proven design.

She thinks about it by clicking on some other vibrators of the space era.

➖LUCIA: That's a good point. I know what it's doing a dick ... Oups, sorry, I mean a penis in me, but I do not know what it would do to stick one of these other things in my mydbinet. Too bad we can not test them before deciding.

The way she did not stop saying "We" made me crazy.

And here, I mean crazy in the right sense that was very bad. She made me, consciously or unconsciously, a kind of partner in his private sex life. It was a place where no father was supposed to be. Maybe it was a mistake not to be notice, then Lucia could have had a maternal figure to guide it in this kind of situations.

➖ME: With regard to dildos, I think they must stick to a policy. You try them, you buy it.

We both have niperly ni-me without my plug-in-knock.

➖ME: And that?

I designated a random vibrant in the form of dick.

➖LUCIA: Hum, too lean. I want something with circumference, but not too big, you know? Something like it would be good, but I do not know for the balls. What do you think? "

➖ME: About Balls? I'm fan.

➖LUCIA: Now you are mocking me. It's a big decision, dad. I want to make sure you have the right one.

➖ME: good, then, let's see.

I clicked one of the models with included testicles;

➖En what is a dildo, according to what I can say, the balls do not really like to experience. Maybe they give you something to hang up while you're ... you know. But I guess they are more for aesthetic purposes than something.

➖LUCIA: Hmmm.

My daughter reflected to the for and against it;

➖Oing too, I am fan of balls; of true; But I do not think we need them on my dildo.

She moved on my arm's arm and I noticed how much she was hot next to me.

➖LUCIA: What is the supelt on the bottom?

➖ME: I do not know. Maybe so you can paste it on the wall of the shower and go your hands free.

➖LUCIA: interesting.

She seemed to consider all the possibilities;

➖Sew, for now, everything I need is to have one with the good business end.

It returned to the main page with teens of phallic sex toys. I could hear my daughter breathe near my ear. She moved again and I noticed that she seemed to hug his legs quite strong. I was so worried about controlling my own excitement that I had not stopped thinking that she could also be horny by all this. I supposed that it was nothing more than a virtual shopping trip for her, but I realized that she could be as sexually loaded as me. I tried to hunt such thoughts of my head.

➖ME: What do you think about it?

I pointed and felt my arm touching one of Lucia's small breasts. Instead of retreating, she leaned closer;

➖Jim likes, but I'm not sure of color. Those fleshy look air was to be cut by a poor type. It makes me a little pinball. Maybe something like this violet.

➖ME: :hu, yeah, it looks like a good.

➖LUCIA: These glasses look rather cool too.

Lucia clicked on the next page and has traveled all the long-lived lengths, shapes and sizes.

➖LUCIA: I bet that they would be pleasant even if they do not vibrate.

➖ME: Maybe if you are a nice girl, Santa Claus will bring you a year.

She has ri and gave me a funny push with his body. The idea of buying a sex toy to my daughter for Christmas sent a drawing inconvenient in my balls. I had always booked to be a good and responsible father, but in a space of a few minutes, all this was put in danger.

Lucia returned to the previous page and clicked over the violet;

➖Jimizes the size of the head on it, and the way it curves a little at the end.

➖ME: Is it, had had a pretty thick for you? Not too lean?

➖LUCIA: No, it seems pretty good.

She shed her lips without realizing it;

➖Soles ... three speeds, water resistant, two dual a batteries and coast of pleasure. Mmm, I did not notice them. What do you think, dad, do you like it?

➖ME: Of course.

I scarred the throat, becoming aware of aware that I was completely hard and feeling the need to do something about it;

➖Cexhoe seems to do the case.

She hung out for my shoulder while I saved in the order process, which I entered my credit card number and that I suffered on the button submit.

She has rooted;

➖impressionnant! I can not wait

She again threw his arms around my neck;

➖Merci of offering me my own dick, dad.

➖ME: I beg you my heart. Profites-in.

➖LUCIA: Oh I will do it.

She kissed me a few times on the chee, caught her laptop and rushed in her room. Fortunately, she was so pressed that she did not notice the fleashing lying in my pants.

As soon as I heard the door of Lucia's room close, I rushed myself in my own room and I took out my dick. I did not get time and I immediately began to beat. It was bad and disgusting, but I could not stop him. I was almost certain that my daughter was in his room at that time doing exactly the same thing. I tried not to imagine him with his panties around her ankles and his fingers buried in her sweet pussy, but there was no way to avoid it.

I could still feel the way she was pressing his body against me. The heat of its fast breaths on my neck. The sweet contact of his chest against my arm. The sound of words like dildo and dick on his limes darling. My little horny girl.

My balls have tighten and a sperm fountain broke out my dick. I kicked everywhere on the carpet and I did not even help them. I did not remember the last time I had enjoyed so quickly. I did not stop making me jerk, pulling even more sperm of my painful tiles. Fucking, it did good. Too good. I was a revolting pork.

Lucia came to ask me for help because she trusted me. She had me on to solve a very personal problem, and there, I was running on them as a kind of perverse schoolboy. She would be horrified to know that his own father masturbated by thinking she played with her pussy. I was irreproachable.

I took a towel in the bathroom and I wiped the end of my dick. I could not help but notice that I was always hard; An unusual post-orgasm condition at my age. I built what I could on the carpet, feeling more and more humiliated by the biological evidence of my own depravation.

It was a moment of weakness. One thing that would not happen again. I just needed to get me back, get me right down the right, and everything would be just up to normal now that I had withdrawn this of my system. That's all that you had to do.

Or then I thought.

It was a daily fight to keep my thoughts under control over my daughter. Lucia was innocently walked in the house in his short and his usual t-shirt, and I had the impression that she scrolled in the sexy as lingerie I have ever seen. The view of his long, dimmed legs excited me every time. I could not help but notice how the cotton fabric of his shirt will drain on his small farms. I could always say when she did not wear bra not because of the rebound, but because his breasts took a different form when they were not confined. Even how the horse tail was swinging when she moved was made me think of madly inappropriate thoughts.

I deleted these perverse mental transgonsions as soon as I recognized what I was doing, and I fought to keep Lucia out of my mind every time I was running out (which seemed to be more frequent since our mobile toy shopping. Part of the problem was that there was more than his physical sensuality.

I had a new consciousness of my daughter that I had never had before. Of course, I knew she loved the boys and came out with them. When she officially had a stable little friend, I understood what was happening with that. But until he asks me for a dildo, all this was only a vaguely abstract notion. Now it was real; Very, very real. My daughter masturbated. She had been penetrated. She obviously loved the dick. She desperately wanted something hard in her pussy to have better orgasms. My daughter had become full-sexual creature. This additional dimension made it more female than what I was ready to face. And, as a woman, she became the target of natural desires accompanying the way to be a man. The fact that we are so close, and that I loved him so much, seemed to intensify my illicit desires.

She had apparently no idea of the effect she had on me. It was not uncommon for Lucia to walk in the house in short or even panties. I did not think much thought before, but now it was a splendid form of torture.

I could not always believe that she had come to ask me for help to buy a dildo. Certainly, she had a point to which I was the only one to turn for something like that, but it did not make it less shocking. When I was aged, I would never have spoken the masturbation word before my parents, even less allowed openly that I had done it. Today's children had a completely different attitude on this subject, as if it was as normal as to brush your teeth. I guess it should be considered a good thing. Or maybe it was just going to cause trouble.

➖LUCIA: He came! It's here, here is here!

It has been running in the living room with a simple cardboard box in the hands.

My heart immediately began to beat faster. She dropped down on the floor at my foot of the chair and began to tear the box. She was not going to open it right in front of me, is not it? But yes, she did it. I pressed the mute button and I tried to calm down me.

➖ME: I did not see you as excited except at Christmas morning.

She pulled me the tongue and threw it as a bubble wallpaper. Ecoticated eyes, she came respectfully his new treasure of the box. Here is ... the dildo of my daughter.

He shone from a neon violent under the transparent plastic of the valve package. She turned her into his hands as if she could not believe it was real. She looked at me with a radiant smile, before trying to open it. The packaging would not give up his ends of fingers. She turned her and mood stomaching;

➖Dad, I can not open it.

I took him the thing in a trembling hand while coming out my pocket knife. She was kneeling and hitting in his hands while I cut the stuffed plastic carefully. I held the open package and Lucia torn off the sex toy. It was no longer an image on the computer; It was definitely the real thing.

She scarves it;

➖Ohhh, Wouahhhh...

She handed me the toy in the form of cock.

I gave him a hesitant pressure between my thumb and my index;

➖Good.. I guess.

➖LUCIA: I thought it was going to be like hard plastic, but it's better.

She ran his fingers on the head of the thing and gave him an experimental pinch. I almost had a heart attack when she then rubbed her toys to feel what it was on his skin. I was afraid she begins to suck right right in front of me, but fortunately, she started again inspired it. She has twisted the bottom cap.

➖LUCIA: That's where the batteries are going. Dad, give me batteries!

I went out of my remote control and he treated it. She taissed with his new toy and after some missed tests, she installed the batteries. I noticed that his hands trembled more than mine. Lucia played with the joystick. His purple dick took old and began to burst up.

She causing pleasure;

➖oh my God, it's so much weird.

To be continued...

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-PAGE: Erotic+ TV

-TITLE: My daughter's dildo

-AUTHOR: LOLO