Please be patient with me as this is my very first attempt at writing an incest story. I am sitting on the bed in my old room. The space that I grew up is now little more than a storage area. Gone are the toys and games that once occupied it. Only one lamp sits on a broken white dresser. My old color TV with the long outdated, unworkable cable box rests on a dusty TV table. The open closet doors are a gateway to nothing. I wait for dad with both nervousness and excitement. My desires have overtaken me, but I cannot help but wonder if I have already punched my one-way ticket to hell for wanting him this way. Dad and I exchanged sexual signals for some time. We could not hide our desire for each other anymore. We had to do something about it. Dad enters the room and istanbul travesti I feel my pussy tingle with anticipation. He smiles at me and sits on the bed next to me. His short black hair now has noticeable strands of grey. His build is small, yet still firm. I can tell that he has just finished a cigarette and I wonder if he is as nervous as I am. It is OK, I am all grown up now and he’ll be aware of that very shortly. He strokes my cheek and slowly leans forward to kiss me. I love the feel of his tender lips. I open my mouth, inviting his tongue, which I soon feel inside my mouth. Our sweet kisses veil our incredible passion. Inside my head I say, “I’m going to make love to the man that made me”. He looks at my breasts, unsure istanbul travestileri of how to approach me. I nod to him, letting him know it is OK to touch me. He puts his hand on them and slowly rubs them through my clothes, but this is not good enough. I smile seductively as I pull off my shirt and throw it aside. I quickly unsnap my bra. Dad slips his hand under my bra and in one motion removes it. My nipples are hard for him as he places soft kisses on my breasts. My body starts to quiver as he gently holds my breasts in his hands. His tongue slowly circles my nipples and I begin moaning in pleasure as I stroke his hair. “Do you like it?” he asks me. “Oh yes, oh God yes,” I reply as he sucks my breasts. My pussy is so hot travesti for him, but I do not want to rush the moment. Dad moves his hand between my legs as he continues to suck my breasts. Feeling his hands gives me a jolt of pleasure that I have never experienced before by any man. He motions me to stand up and my pussy is throbbing harder than before. He pulls down my denim skirt and panties, and lets out a nervous laugh when he sees my bald pussy in front of him. “Nice little pussy,” he says to me. I was aroused even more when he said “pussy”. “It’s all yours, dad,” I say and he begins to touch it lightly with his finger. He was so gentle, as if he was touching fine porcelain. He slid his finger inside me, feeling my more that obvious wetness. He moved closer and put his lips to my pussy and I opened my legs wider. By this time, I am going crazy inside, barely containing my desire for him. I opened my legs for him as his fingers and tongue explored me as I have never been before. I closed my eyes as my legs shook with pleasure as dad ate my pussy.