Kelly's Diary 071 - Christmas Morning
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Chapter 2: My Special Christmas Present From My Dad
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 2: My Special Christmas Present From My Dad - Like every child, I always looked forward to Christmas morning. When I got into my teens the magic seemed to wear off a bit as the dolls and toys gave way to clothes, CDs and the usual teenager gifts. That all changed after I turned sixteen and started having sex with my parties. Ever since then, Christmas mornings have been extra special because now I look forward to my "special" Christmas present from my dad.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa True Story Incest Father Daughter Masturbation Oral Sex
With that we all got up and put on our robes. Time for Christmas! I led the way downstairs to the family room in the basement. The tree lights were on and all the presents were there, waiting for us. My parents sat on the couch together as I passed out the gifts. Most were from friends and family members. All in all it was pretty typical haul. I got some new skirts and sweaters for school and church along with some other clothes. Even better were the envelopes from the relatives. Most people don’t know what to buy me anymore so they just give me gift certificates which I prefer anyway. Finally all the gifts were open but no “special” gift. My dad must have recognized the disappointed look in my face.
“Don’t worry Kelly,” he laughed, “Daddy didn’t forget his little girl’s special gift. Go look behind your mom’s chair.”
Sure enough, in back of her recliner was a box, and not a very big one at that! I brought it out and sat down on the floor in front of them. The wrapper was quickly removed and I opened it up with anticipation growing, especially between my legs! There wasn’t much in there but what I saw was soooooo cool! I lifted out a black silk bra and matching panties, so sheer as to be virtually invisible. The material felt so incredibly soft and smooth and it was so light that it was like I wasn’t holding anything at all. Mmmmmmm, even though I normally hated bras and panties, I loved these!
Also in the box were a pair of sexy spiked heels. They must have been almost four inches tall and had just a thin ankle strap to hold them on. Then a thought occurred to me, what did he want me to do with them? Well, it was like he was reading my mind.
“I know you love me calling you a slut but we both know it’s just for fun,” my dad said. “Well, here’s your chance to really be one. Go get dressed and come on back and give your dear old dad a lap dance we’ll all never forget!”
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