marine21
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Hello everyone, this story is going to be quite long and I'm also looking for advice.
I am 21 years old today. I was adopted at the age of 3 by my parents. When I was 7, my mother left because of an argument between her and my adoptive father.
(my mother cannot have children naturally)
Before that, I had a phobia of being alone; I couldn't stay by myself without crying. As a result, my father took me everywhere, all the time.
One day we were camping, and the showers there were mixed-gender, so I always showered first and my dad went after.
Because I was afraid of being alone, I went into the shower room, and my dad had his back to me.
At that moment, I thought I saw two huge tennis balls (no joke) between my dad's legs , and I thought they were toys.
So I grabbed them, but my dad punished me and kicked me out without any explanation, and I didn't know what I had done wrong.
At the age of 13, I officially became a "woman." I had my first period and I was really scared. My father explained that it was nothing and that it would happen once a month. I asked him why, and he explained that it was because now I could have a child. And how to do it, He told me that all women have this, and that men have a bag with "milk," and that if Mom and Dad love each other very much, they can have a baby.(At that moment, I confess I didn't understand how.)
Time passed, and I learned things online. I didn't know why my adoptive father had lied to me.At 16, I started to imagine those large tennis balls when he showered, and I felt a pang of desire, though I didn't know why, so I didn't pay attention.But during that same period, I often noticed that my father had "pains" in his groin and touched that area a lot. I made the connection, and it's true that he had been single for a very long time and had never been with another woman. I was the only woman in the house.
That night, I couldn't sleep because I had urges and I was bored, and the COVID lockdown wasn't over yet.
I could hear heavy breathing and a man's moans coming from my father's room. I got up to see what was going on, and I saw the door ajar. I looked inside and saw, for the first time, my father with a huge erection and an elastic band around his enormous testicles, watching an erotic film.
I found GIFs from the film in question, thanks to the woman's screams of "thanks you daddy" or "fuck me daddy."
While my father was masturbating while watching the film, I touched myself while watching him do it, at the moment of ejaculation I saw his sperm, thick like mashed potatoes, go off in all directions, while ejaculating my father said "marine" several times, my adoptive father gave me the first orgasm of my life.
After that, I didn't know what to do or where to put myself. I didn't know if I should talk to my father about it, so I preferred to forget about it until two weeks ago...
--------------------------------------------ACTUALLY-----------------------------------------------------
Two weeks ago, my father came out of the bathroom and headed towards my room. The moment I saw his two large, full testicles and his enormous penis pass by, I thought he was finally going to ask me for help. I was about to shout, "YES, I WANT TO!"
But he just walked past the door without seeing me, so I decided to take the initiative.
During the night, with the intense heat currently in France, my father sleeps naked.
At 1 AM, I heard him turn off the TV, and there was no more noise until 1:45 AM. So I got up, just threw on a t-shirt and boxers to go see him. I could hear him breathing, but most of all, his balls were covered in sweat. His testicles had veins so thick it looked like his package was full of candy ready to burst from his sperm sac.
So I crouched down and started slowly moving towards his balls. I began sticking out my tongue and making circles on each of those enormous balls.
He suddenly moaned. Out of fear, I ran away. I opened my door so abruptly that my mirror fell and shattered.
I confess that despite the fear, I had a wonderful time. I was terrified, but since then I've been having orgasm after orgasm.
I licked his balls for 30 minutes, I washed my father's testicles, but I want much more.
For the past two weeks, my father has been looking at me strangely. He speaks very little, and I have the impression that he's more relaxed, but I still feel like he's watching me, even when I'm alone.
Do you have any advice or ideas on how I could possibly do more with my father?
I am 21 years old today. I was adopted at the age of 3 by my parents. When I was 7, my mother left because of an argument between her and my adoptive father.
(my mother cannot have children naturally)
Before that, I had a phobia of being alone; I couldn't stay by myself without crying. As a result, my father took me everywhere, all the time.
One day we were camping, and the showers there were mixed-gender, so I always showered first and my dad went after.
Because I was afraid of being alone, I went into the shower room, and my dad had his back to me.
At that moment, I thought I saw two huge tennis balls (no joke) between my dad's legs , and I thought they were toys.
So I grabbed them, but my dad punished me and kicked me out without any explanation, and I didn't know what I had done wrong.
At the age of 13, I officially became a "woman." I had my first period and I was really scared. My father explained that it was nothing and that it would happen once a month. I asked him why, and he explained that it was because now I could have a child. And how to do it, He told me that all women have this, and that men have a bag with "milk," and that if Mom and Dad love each other very much, they can have a baby.(At that moment, I confess I didn't understand how.)
Time passed, and I learned things online. I didn't know why my adoptive father had lied to me.At 16, I started to imagine those large tennis balls when he showered, and I felt a pang of desire, though I didn't know why, so I didn't pay attention.But during that same period, I often noticed that my father had "pains" in his groin and touched that area a lot. I made the connection, and it's true that he had been single for a very long time and had never been with another woman. I was the only woman in the house.
That night, I couldn't sleep because I had urges and I was bored, and the COVID lockdown wasn't over yet.
I could hear heavy breathing and a man's moans coming from my father's room. I got up to see what was going on, and I saw the door ajar. I looked inside and saw, for the first time, my father with a huge erection and an elastic band around his enormous testicles, watching an erotic film.
I found GIFs from the film in question, thanks to the woman's screams of "thanks you daddy" or "fuck me daddy."
While my father was masturbating while watching the film, I touched myself while watching him do it, at the moment of ejaculation I saw his sperm, thick like mashed potatoes, go off in all directions, while ejaculating my father said "marine" several times, my adoptive father gave me the first orgasm of my life.
After that, I didn't know what to do or where to put myself. I didn't know if I should talk to my father about it, so I preferred to forget about it until two weeks ago...
--------------------------------------------ACTUALLY-----------------------------------------------------
Two weeks ago, my father came out of the bathroom and headed towards my room. The moment I saw his two large, full testicles and his enormous penis pass by, I thought he was finally going to ask me for help. I was about to shout, "YES, I WANT TO!"
But he just walked past the door without seeing me, so I decided to take the initiative.
During the night, with the intense heat currently in France, my father sleeps naked.
At 1 AM, I heard him turn off the TV, and there was no more noise until 1:45 AM. So I got up, just threw on a t-shirt and boxers to go see him. I could hear him breathing, but most of all, his balls were covered in sweat. His testicles had veins so thick it looked like his package was full of candy ready to burst from his sperm sac.
So I crouched down and started slowly moving towards his balls. I began sticking out my tongue and making circles on each of those enormous balls.
He suddenly moaned. Out of fear, I ran away. I opened my door so abruptly that my mirror fell and shattered.
I confess that despite the fear, I had a wonderful time. I was terrified, but since then I've been having orgasm after orgasm.
I licked his balls for 30 minutes, I washed my father's testicles, but I want much more.
For the past two weeks, my father has been looking at me strangely. He speaks very little, and I have the impression that he's more relaxed, but I still feel like he's watching me, even when I'm alone.
Do you have any advice or ideas on how I could possibly do more with my father?