Sometimes we went around the house nude fucking everywhere in the house, sometimes we got together for a quick oral. Neha’s parents were staying in ...the same city a little away from our place and she sometimes went to her parents’ house for a day or two. One morning, when I had three days holidays at a stretch and was planning a wild weekend, Neha was checking the mail when I woke up in the morning.As soon as I approached her she minimized the mail window and said that she had to proceed to her. ***A friend that I knew from high school was moving to our town. We had been best friends until the point that I moved, and he was the only person who I had trusted enough to talk with about my dressing up. I remember asking my mom one time if he could stay over one weekend night at our house."Isn't that when you're supposed to be on your period?" Yes, but..." Does he know about it?" Yes." You told him?" Yes--he though it was a fun idea. I guess he talked about doing the same type of thing with. I could feel him hitting my prostate with each stroke and it felt so wonderful. I wrapped my arms around him as he fucked me deep and hard, bucking my hips against his strokes. "I want to make you my girlfriend, Vanessa," he whispered in my ear as he kept pumping into to me. "I want you to be mine, and call me your daddy." I moaned and yelled out, "Yes, I'm your girl, daddy! I'm your sweet sissy girl!" Then, I started to feel an urge to cum that I couldn't control. He was hitting my. ...since I haven't got a boyfriend, why don't we agree that you will be my boyfriend tonight. Not 'Dad', or even 'Daddy.' My boyfriend. How about it, it might be fun? To have dinner with your 'girlfriend'? I won't tell Mum if you don't!"Dad laughed nervously at the joke but he really had to agree, though I'm pretty sure he didn't know exactly what he was agreeing to. I continued the teasing, steadily but not in a major way, all through dinner. We were sat on opposite sides of my small dining.