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What happened in the following nights...
As we lay on bed holding each other, I started to become aroused and wasn't sure what to make of it. I certainly felt comfortable being with dad, but never had thought of my dad in any type of sexual or romantic manner. But there it was, I was definitely getting wet between the legs and my nipples were starting to harden. Some times, before he came to my bed, I unbuttoned the top buttons of my night gown to expose the tops of my breasts as he could easily found it in the dark of the night. I thought it might make him feel even better if I unbuttoned all the buttons. Now I was cuddling his head against more of my chest. I felt his mouth touching one of my nipples, and then realized I had completely exposed my breasts. His mouth covered my nipple in a very sexy kiss as he slightly groaned. That was alright with me if he was happy feeling this close to me. Before I knew what was happening, he was kissing my nipples. My first instinct was to get up, but then I had compassion for him and let him continue. Then he sucked on the other nipple. My nipples became hard and felt good. I didn’t know quite what to do then. I couldn’t believe that my dad was making sexual progress to me. Was he mad to know what he was doing? I held his head to my breast while he continued to caress my nipples. I was becoming very much sexually stimulated. Am I being too eager about this? Should I show some virginal hesitation? Why should I? I may be a virgin, but I sure don't feel hesitant. Not after what I learned about myself from my dad last time. Besides, I'm only still a virgin because we haven't gotten around to ... doing it. It sure isn't because I'm not willing. We often found ourselves alone, especially in nights; but I didn’t let him fuck me. He tried to push his cock into my tight pussy several times but not able to took my virginity. My only fear was that I would be too small inside to take his penis. I remember one of most significant day in my life; in that time I was living in my aunt's house at Mirpur area of Dhaka city for six months. That time I was a college student. In a hot summer night, my father came to me at my aunt’s house for staying few days there with us at Mirpur. It was his decision following a quarrel with my mother, he told. He lives with my mother I believe due to conjugal conflicts and misunderstanding them both are unhappy in their lives. I also live alone not too far from parents since my outrage of modesty by my father since several years...my father wanted to make me a slut of his own and I am unable to become that type, so I ended my family life with parents. I managed to keep myself in good shape, at least I think so! As the evenings wore on and just sit around and talk a while after dinner, then the gathering began to thin out, everybody decided--it was also time for us to leave the moments to take beds. We went to our respective room and locked the door and proceeded to sleep. My dad took bed in same room, because there was no extra room in that house for any more guests. I arranged my bed on the floor with Tonni, my ten years old sister, sleeping beside me. My father is not quite handsome and hasn’t managed to keep himself in good shape...because of two time’s abdominal surgery for peptic ulcers that keeps him in bad condition. After loosing his job he started to establish himself as a contractor-cum-supplier in the private housing sectors and I am in my mid 18's studying in a college. My dad was so hungry for his sex to me, because of his unhappy sexual relation with my mother––I realized so. [Next Page]
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