Chapter 4688 Fuck Me Daddy, Please:(Taboo Fuck):>Ep21
- I awakened the next morning and it hit me what I had done. Oh, sure, I already realized it, but I hadn't dwelled on it. Usually, if something is bothering me, I have a hard time falling asleep. But I had been tired. After all, Dad and I had just gotten back from vacation, we had made love multiple times... and now Jeff, my brother, was home from college and I had allowed myself to do what I had always wanted to do, yet swore never to do - have sex with him.
- If you haven't read any of my accounts before, my name is Pam. At the time these events occurred I was 18 years old. My mother had gotten killed in an automobile accident on my 18th birthday. That fact is very germane to how and why these events happened. We were all in deep grief. My brother, much to my consternation, had refused to sit out a semester from college. That left me to deal with my Dad's grief, and my own. All this led to Dad and I comforting each other, and my grief-stricken notion that I should take my mother's place, in every way. The first episodes of this saga explain all that. At the time of these events I was about 5-7, weighed around 120 lbs, had 32-C boobs that defied gravity (only on young women, right?), had brown, shoulder length hair, big brown eyes, and a slender waist. My butt was smallish, but firm, and my legs were slender, but muscled from running. In no way did I ever look like I had ever done any weight training, which I haven't. I don't like big muscles on girls, and since I'm a girl, I choose not to have them.
- You can't tell, from my writing, but I don't like to brag about anything; however, since this is anonymous and is important to the story, I'll just be honest: I was hot. I liked the way I looked. I liked my boobs and hoped they wouldn't get and bigger (and they haven't). I liked my legs and hoped they wouldn't get more muscular. I liked my body and hoped that I wouldn't get fat. I knew that my face would always be attractive because I have good genes. The women on both sides of my family are attractive, even in their elderly years. So, overall, dear reader, I feel blessed, but I don't take my blessings for granted.