All Chapters of Crazy Adventures: Chapter 961 - Chapter 970

I looked at my naked body in the mirror as the shower got hot. It's so narcissistic, I know. but I looked damn fine! My shoulders were softly rounded. My red hair, a dark amber color in the light of the bathroom, was cut to just below my chin. My breasts may have gotten a little smaller with the loss of pounds, but they looked bigger on my lean, tight, petite frame. I still needed a C cup though it was now a 32 C instead of a 34 C. If I leaned back, I could see the muscles of my tummy -- if I leaned forward, it was lean with a hint of cute soft tummy skin. My thighs were firm.I turned and saw an ass that was round and feminine but very firm. If I leaned over slightly, my ass parted a bit and revealed my lips. They were wet. I let my hair fall over my face and opened my mouth, reaching behind me with one arm and ran my finger along the pink, wet flesh. I held that pose and contemplated a lover seeing me like that, from behind me.I got in the shower and I masturbated hard. I tried not

I stared at the picture, which showed her from the side, on her hands and knees, showing off her figure, the smooth S-curve of the gentle outline of her shoulders dipping into the small of her back and her slim waist before rising back up to form an ass that I wanted to reach into the picture to caress.I may have been drooling; I was definitely getting wet. And I wasn't sure if it was over wanting to touch this sexy girl's body, or from imagining my dad, in his youth, having his way with her, or both."Dad, you touched this amazing girl for, like, every day for two years? And now, you and Mom hardly ever -- and never even mind that Mom's figure is so not --""Sweetie, your mother is very --""She's fine, I know, but daddy, I know firsthand what it's like, what with for two years being totally out of shape until you turned it around. And my body may not look like Lilya's but -- ""Your body is every bit as sexy as -- I mean, as good as hers, in as good a shape and figure as...you know

At first I fluttered my tongue all over the tip. I held it firmly, controlling it as this licking made his hips buck. At the moment I pulled the tip in my mouth and bathed it with my wet mouth, shockwaves suddenly spread through my body from the center of my being and I started to cum. It came on suddenly and my thighs clamped on his head and I grunted "Cummmmingngnnt soo good!" or something like that. I know I shrieked.I slipped the crown of his dick back in my mouth and move my hands to each of his ass cheeks. He lifted his mouth from my pussy and I think he was probably watching himself, from a push-up position, looking down the length of my body to my upturned face. His dick in my mouth, the tip of it.My hands on his ass encouraged him to start fucking my mouth, and he did. Gently at first. I figured this would excite him frantically, and I was positioned to try to take it -- and he did in fact start to slide more and more of his dick into my mouth and to the entrance of my thro

Blood surged through my body in waves as I took off all my clothes. I couldn't help smiling as I took the soft, cozy quilt that sits folded on a wicker chair in my bedroom and curled it around my body, making me an easy package to unwrap.I peeked down the hall, toward their room, just at the moment I heard Mom click the lamp off. I tiptoed across the carpet and down the stairs, and entered the living room.Smiling as I approached him, he had an expression on his face that tried to say "Not now--really we can't" but also unmistakably said "I want you" at the same time."I heard Mom go to sleep," I said, smiling."Sweetie...we can't."I walked slowly in front of him -- he was sitting in a love seat, facing the television -- and planted my firm bottom on his lap. I had to hold the quilt against my body to keep it covered."At the baby shower today, I was hit on by two girls. Well, one was a woman, in her thirties, I think. Once again, I have your fitness coaching to thank, Daddy." I was

Enjoy reading..********I had been in my bed, under the covers, crying, for about an hour and ten minutes, when my father enters my room after knocking very quietly. It's about two A.M. on a Wednesday morning, with the rest of the family asleep and the house silent. He pauses - it feels like for a long time. Then his feet takes quiet steps across the floor. I squirm with a tighter grip on my knees. He sits on my bed."Angel," he says. I feel a hand on the back of my head. He's stroking my hair. "I -- I just want to say that I'm really sorry. And that what happened tonight will never happen again. I've always been --" he takes a deep, pained breath "-- a man who can't keep his emotions in check. And after seeing -- after seeing you.