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The Sins of My Father

My mother died during childbirth, so I never knew her. My father became an instant single parent. He really tried hard and struggled at times with raising a daughter without a mother's influence. As I child, I had a promiscuous instinctual understanding of things that I shouldn't. That combined with a kindred-ship with my Nancy Drew novels made me a double threat to my father's privacy. I always knew when he had a sleepover guest. I listened with my ear pressed against his bedroom wall at every sound and every word. When I became old enough to stay by myself after school, I took advantage of this free time to snoop through my father's things. I found his condoms, his toys, his pornographic movies and magazines. Through my teen years, I loved to watch the movies, read the magazines, and I even used the toys on myself from time to time. There was one particular CD that had "Personal" written on it. I plugged it into the computer and saw my father's private sex jpegs and mpegs. I played it over and over.

There was one particular night that has stuck in my memory. I was 16 or 17. My mother's sister; my aunt came over one night. She was in tears. She and my uncle had a big fight. Dad consoled her on the couch. I stood in the darkness of the hallway as consoling turned into kissing, and kissing turned into heavy petting. They were oblivious to me being home. They ended up naked on the floor. I watched them fuck. Dad grunted a lot. My aunt was a screamer. When they appeared to be finished. I ran to my bed and pretended to be asleep. The next morning my aunt decided to go stay with a friend for awhile and she left.

That evening Ben; my uncle knocked on the door. He was upset just like my aunt had been. He confessed that he had cheated and he believed he had lost my aunt forever. Dad consoled him on the couch. My uncle drank a whole pint of whiskey. Dad helped him up and they staggered down the hall to dad's bedroom. I watched from the doorway as dad undressed my uncle and put him to bed. Dad walked over to the doorway and told me to go to bed and then shut the door. I went to my room and listened through the wall. Dad and Uncle Ben talked about being best friends when they were growing up. Then the conversation got strange. Ben said he remember the last time he had sucked Dad's cock and he said he still remembered the feeling of Dad's cock in his ass. My jaw dropped. It wasn't long before I heard the rhythmic squeaking of the bed springs. I lay down in my bed and fingered myself and fell asleep. The next morning when I awoke. Dad was gone to work and Uncle Ben was gone as well. I went into dad's bedroom. I ran my hand across the sheets and felt the dried cum that had been spilled about. I continued to monitor my fathers sex life.

When I turned 18, I became even more infatuated with sex. I invited male and female schoolmates alike to my bedroom daily. I love the smell and taste of a woman, but I enjoy the feeling of a hard cock inside me as well. I have all the scenes of my father's sex life in my brain. Dad died last year and he left me his house in his will. I am finishing up college this Spring. I have a boyfriend and a girlfriend both living with me now. Writing this is making me very horny. My dad's vibrator has fresh batteries and is buzzing away inside me as I type. I love you Daddy

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