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f****y Room
Date: 3/22/2017, Categories: First Time Taboo Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith
... into the shade of our room. My dad had an electric fan in one hand and what looked like a newspaper under his arm, I was a little shocked, I had never seen my dad read a newspaper in my life, he didn't like the news, all he really related to was music, music and my mother of course. "My God you should have heard what the men were saying about you two back there, got me all turned on all over again." My dad had fucked my mother twice the night before and once again before we went for breakfast which almost caused us to be late for breakfast and my mother had also fucked Gordon for over an hour, she whispered to me, "I'm a little sore at the moment, do you want to give your father a hand?" I gave mum a confused look, "You don't have to let him go all the way if you don't want too, he just needs a hand!" While I was making up my mind my father passed me his newspaper and it turned out not to be a newspaper at all, it was actually a new bikini from the Waikiki Beach Boutique, the most expensive shop in the whole complex. I ripped it open eagerly, I had never owned a bikini before, I had never wanted to wear one in my life before, even the baggy one-piece swimming costume that I usually wore to swimming classes in school was usually worn with a t-shirt over it whenever I was out of the water. Titanium white, one size fits all, French cut and very chic. Totally impractical for swimming but fantastic for tanning or just catching the boy's eyes. I felt the material; it would turn ...
... totally transparent if it ever got wet I was sure of that. My dad told me that I'd look fantastic in the bikini on our almost private little beach if I wore the bikini for him, I looked towards my mum, she was kneeling on the bed, the almost eight foot wide bed and she nodded at me and smiled, then she pursed her lips as if she was 'Air-kissing' someone and I got the message, mum wanted me to kiss my dad for getting me such an expensive present. I dropped the bikini on the bed, reached my arms up and around my dad's neck and kissed him on his lips, not the first time on this holiday that I'd kissed him on his lips rather than his cheek but the first time that I had initiated it. I had intended it to be a three or four 'Mississippi' kiss but after the count of three my dad's left hand cupped the back of my head, pulling my mouth harder into his and his right hand slipped down over my bottom and squeezed my bum through my shorts. I caught a glimpse of my dad looking at my mum as we kissed and I also spotted her smile at him and then hold her hand, the tip of her index finger close to the tip of her thumb, indicating a small or little amount of something. My bum was freed and my dad moved his right hand up my back, he pulled my t-shirt out of the back of my shorts, then he rubbed around and pulled the front out too, then he let go of my head and pulled my t-shirt off over my head, I even lifted my arms to make it easier for him. Then my dad stripped off totally and drew me back ...