To meri umar tab 27 hogi .hamara ghar bahut bada hain aur ek important baat padhane walo ke liye plz kisi aur ki kahani copy karke use mat rss pe mat ...daliye is se ye pata chalta hai ki aap kitana jhut bolte hai. Apni khud ki kahani batayiye kyunki yaha maine dekha hai ki wahi wahi kahaniya naam bdalkar aur kisi aur ne likhi huyi koi churakar use yaha dalta hai yeh acha nahi lagta Ek din meri bua yani pitaji ki bahan aa gayi aur jab maine unko dekha to khush ho gaya aur maine unse kaha ki bua. A clothes hamper in the bathroom stuffed full and overflowing on the floor.So many very damp, musky, fragrant clothes ... all of which I would need to smell, many of which I would need to kiss...My penis was getting hard. Damn, I thought to myself. Already?"Beep! Bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzt." My ears perked up. I carefully picked my way into what must be her study where I saw the fax machine ejecting a piece of paper.'CONTRACTUAL AGREEMENT FOR PAUL BENSON' the paper said.I picked up the paper and read. My divorced dad was dating this hottie with two teen daughters who were just a little older than me. They’d only been dating a month or so before she started staying overnight. When she did, she brought her two daughters, Sally, fifteen, and Marty a year older. We had four bedrooms but the girls decided to share one.I was pretty shy then so stayed in my room except for meals and other essential activities. Thus I was kinda shocked when a nearly naked Marilyn, the girlfriend, waltzed by on her. Dad and I exchanged sexual signals for some time. We could not hide our desire for each other anymore. We had to do something about it. Dad enters the room and I feel my pussy tingle with anticipation. He smiles at me and sits on the bed next to me. His short black hair now has noticeable strands of grey. His build is small, yet still firm. I can tell that he has just finished a cigarette and I wonder if he is as nervous as I am. It is OK, I am all grown up now and he’ll be aware of that very.