Rashidha My first time
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I love cum. I cannot emphasize this enough. I could drink it all day everyday. But of course, it`s limited at home. Me and my mom have a schedule of drinking cum. You know this. My mom tend to have fun with me through cum. Let me explain. She actually enjoy seeing me swallowing cum. It`s like a mom seeing her c***d drink milk. But in this case it is cum. I know that some of you masturbates to my stories, maybe some of you are masturbating right now. I`ve realised what I am doing. I`m wasting so...
In my last story, I mention a bit about clubs. Well, sometimes I do go to clubs with my friends. And things tend to go south. I don`t go to these places that often but I can recall some good moments spent there. I like partying, I mean, who doesn`t. My way of party is, of course, slutty. I think that`s no surprise. My parents don`t mind that because being slutty is part of my nature and that I`m responsible enough to either say no or fuck. But with some alcohol and hours of dancing, it is hard...
Well, I haven`t uploaded in a while. But I think that it`s a bit repetitive. For me, it`s normal. I don`t know if I should write some usual/daily things that happen to me. I`ll let you guys decide; If I get responses, I will. Now, let`s get on with the story. As you guys know, I`m slutty by nature and I always try to push things further. I like trying daring things and my dad succeeds into findings the best humiliation for me. Well, humiliation isn`t just a daughter game. It`s a mom game as...
I was to narrate the second reason of why I wasn`t uploading stories regularly. Well, I was in a relationship. The guy doesn`t know about me and my parents. but the relationship in general is more or less good. You see, I`m now used to being a dirty slut for someone, being called names: slut, whore, bitch, and used to being naked and drink cum. In this relationship however, I`m not a slut. And I`m not being touched by my parents anymore. Well, they stopped 4 days ago and I`ve been going out...
So, Ever had a fantasy? A sexual one? Ever wanted to have sex in a different way? A different place? Well, I had one. It was 3 years ago. It was during the holidays of uni. I was at home, still being a slut. One Saturday while being fucked by my dad, I asked him if we could do my fantasy. I was in a doggy style position and his dick was in my ass. That was the thing for my family. Sex became a basic thing for us. We could have sex whenever we wanted. And we could be doing anything meanwhile....
Throughout the past 6 years, I went to Paul`s for massages. As you can recall, Paul is my masseur. This first time went so well and felt so good that I had to go again. Though I was doing yoga, I liked to go there to relax. Yoga helped me mainly for different sex positions. But massages helped my body to relax and feel good. Not that I don`t feel good during sex. The first time he already saw me naked as I was wearing a naked dress. The following time was a bit awkward but went well as well.I...
As I said in the previous chapter, I am my parent`s toy. I will do anything for them. Till now, there weren`t many interactions with other members of my family. Throughout the year we did go and see some relatives and they did come and visit us. When they would visit us, I would put on some clothes as our relationship is a secret. It was the holidays. It was the year 2013. I was still waiting for results so I was at home. My father`s brother who lives in South Africa along with his wife and son...
Being a slutty schoolgirl was awesome. I got teased to go to school without underwear or bra or even something in me. I got fucked while I was doing homework or revising, either in ass or pussy, or even both. At the end of year, when the exams was over, I got to have sex whenever i wanted. We got to try new things, and new positions. Our sex became hardcore as we were doing it rougher. I like it rough though. When my dad would want me, he would say :"Pitin vine la [Slut, come here]" or even...
I got through my mock exams. Then came the holidays again, during which my parents and I shared some quality time for sex. But one of those days, I got into a fight with none other than my mom. Notice that we never really disagree when it came to sex. But my mom was sometimes inactive during our sex session because of me. i would be the one to be fucked in the pussy or ass and she would be the one to suck my pussy and son on. And some occasions she didn`t like it and wanted to participate more....
Over the past few months (at the time), there were some many things that changed. I started having sex with my parents and became their slut. That year was pretty rough owing to the huge amount of homework and revision to be done. And this became more difficult became of firstly me being naked and teased which made me horny. As I said, my dad wanted to make me sluttier. My mom was a bit impartial at the time but that changed as well. One day, coming back home from school, I had less homework...
My dad is a very mischievous man. In order to spice up our daily routine, he started to tease me. He already teased my mom; why not me? He teased my mom in many ways. For example; In bed; he would put his head in between her big tits and shake them; while she was cooking; He would caress her back and her ass; during their bath; yeah sometimes they take baths together and sometimes I join in as well. But till then I wasn`t being teased by my dad yet. A mere slap on the ass wasn`t teasing for his...
The holidays were over. Now it was the routine again: going to school, private tuition, homework and sleep. I was sometime too exhausted to have sex. And it was hard hearing my parents having sex in the next room while I was doing my homework. But the routine changed a bit owing to the change in my lifestyle. Being naked at home, promoted sex between us.The weekends were okay, but during the week we couldn`t have what we wanted. When tuition was over, I would get home around 6 pm. Most days I...
More time passed and I became better at fucking. I was juggling between school, tuition, homework and sex. My parents and I tried a different approach every time. We felt like a newly wed couple. Everything was new but still we couldn`t get enough of it. New rules were being made from time to time. They were more like temporary ones- they expired after 2 days or so. Because, of course, we would forget about it and come up with a new one. The rules were basically to spice things up. But we...
Few weeks went by, during which I learnt a lot. The sex I had with my parents wasn`t that wild and wasn`t a daily thing because I had to go to school; homework, tuition and so on. Still when we were to have sex, they would just come in my room, both of them, and I could see the lust for sex in their eyes. Knowing what was to happen, I didn`t oppose any resistance, but I was still a bit uncomfortable. During those 2-3 weeks, I became better at sex. And the more we did it, the less embarrassed I...
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