Sarah's Narrative: A Personal Account
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This narrative isn't one of my own creations. A friend approached me and inquired if I could write her story. After learning what the story was about and hearing the details, I instantly agreed because it sounded steamy! Most of this content is actually her words. I merely polished it here and there for better grammar. Hope you all enjoy it.
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"Hayden,
Sarah's Tale"
I believe it all started at my brother's engagement party. My parents always made a huge fuss about such events. My party, a year ago, was quite intense, so the party they'd planned for my brother truly felt excessive. My father owned a ranch, well, more like a compound, outside of town. It was massive, making it perfect for our large guest list of over 150 people. My father always maintained, "Life is for the living." So he always made a big deal of hosting celebrations.
My mother had hosted several parties throughout the years. I vividly recalled how she near-collapsed during my engagement party to James. That's why I volunteered to handle the bulk of the work for this one.
James and I were hitched for a year, and considering he worked overseas most of the time, we were still enjoying our early days of marriage. Despite his frequent travels, we remained deeply in love. While organizing my brother's party, I eagerly awaited the night when we'd be reunited. I had even booked a spa treatment for a thorough waxing, since James loved the look of my bare skin. Despite being worn out from managing the festivities, I was thrilled for the opportunity to spend time with my beloved.
James whispered affectionately in my ear that he would return soon. We shared a generous kiss before he called it a night and went to the stag party he'd organized for the men.
I darted to my room, hoping for a quick shower. I slipped into bed, feeling my nipples become engorged as I thought of the pleasure awaiting me. As I toyed with myself, I imagined James's touch on my body. Suddenly, I dozed off.
I was abruptly awakened by a hand caressing my breast, gently squeezing my nipple. His tongue then lightly flicked my other nipple before taking it in his mouth and sucking it. I wasn't fully conscious, but I responded with a happy moan. His hand fondled my rear, creating anticipation for the night. I chuckled, envisioning James's ecstatic reaction when he would force himself inside me. But then I felt something else.
A sizable dick was trying to enter me, bigger than James. He struggled to penetrate me, despite copious wetness. I almost cried out in pain.
"James!?... What are you doing!?" I asked.
"Sarah?... What are you doing here???" my father responded.
He held my shoulders tightly, unwilling to retreat. He stayed firm, with his enormously stiff penis resting between my legs, attempting to force its way into my pussy. I was overly wet, but he could only go in three-fourths of an inch. I even winced.
"It's hurting, please pull it out." I pleaded.
He didn't listen, instead inquiring, "Where is your mom? Why are you here?"
I realized his mistake. Mother and I mirror each other closely, with our 38C breasts, 33-inch waists, and giant XXL panties. I explained that Mother and I had switched rooms. She preferred to escape Aunt Marlie's loud snoring in the adjoining room.
"It's hurting Daddy, please pull it out." I begged again.
"...come on now, let's not ruin it." He replied.
I was left speechless. He held me tighter, positions his cock mostly within me. Suddenly, I became dry. He replied, "Lay back and relax."
Terrified, I gripped him closer, nestling my head in his neck. I had panicked and emitted a soft moan. My father read it as a sign of arousal. He continued kissing my neck, then moved his mouth to my left nipple, eliciting a sigh of relief. After generating a saline environment, I nearly came.
"Bear with me baby, this will feel so good." He promised.
I embraced him tightly, seeking his support while I tried to handle the situation. I should've remained silent. His frenzied grunts told me his cock was getting even bigger. This infused me with moisture, edging me closer to climax. [.]
It was apparent he could sense it as well. Due to my response, I witnessed him modify his position between my thighs. A strong tug accompanied by a powerful thrust, drove approximately half of his manhood into me. A small squeal escaped from my lips, leaving me in ecstasy.
"It's going to be alright, my darling." He uttered as he kissed my neck.
I sighed softly as I snuggled his neck. Gripping him firmly with my hands like a petrified child while rhythmically moving my hips against him, I acted like a harlot. His pelvis continued to steadily push forward until he successfully inserted his entire length.
I would've never imagined a man's organ could feel this divine! He reached the most remote sections of my body and expanded them to their full capacity. His ten-inch cock was as sizable as a fist. Thankfully, he maintained a steady, leisurely pace. And with each thrust, his testicles brushed against my anus.
To be candid, I felt as if he had deflowered me that night. He widened my pussy, penetrated its deepest realms, and managed to extend it for eternity. I experienced an orgasm the instant his big dick's bullet pressed against my cervix. It was all I could do to remain conscious while he sensuously worked himself in and out of me. His pace displayed a consistent, unwavering, and measured rocking of my vagina. While he kissed my cheek, under my ear, and enclosed his lips around one of my nipples.
"Yes, it is indeed appetizing, isn't it?"
I tried to respond but was silenced by my upcoming orgasm just as he nibbled on my nipple. After at least twenty minutes, I felt him commence to heighten his tempo to a more vigorous pace. I persisted in resisting, emitting moans into his shoulder. Finally, when he vigorously plunged his dick deep inside me and dispersed his load, I gained a new understanding of connectedness. We vocalized our shared joy and collapsed exhausted.
I basked in seventh heaven. I completely disregarded my tension due to his intrusion. My legs were immobile and practically inoperable, sprawled wide as they were. I was drained from the intense intercourse.
"You can unwind now, my love. I've bolted the door, so no one will uncover us." He reassured.
Then he took me in his arms, rolled us over, and situated himself beside me. While his semen emitted from my exhausted vagina, he expressed, "This was a mistake, you understand? When I arrive and encounter my wife naked..." He shrug. "It's time for me to make love." He revealed. "Your partner's fortunate, you're a beautiful woman with a stunning physique."
I can't recall how long we lingered like that. Certainly not more than a few minutes. I was thoroughly content and my vagina trembled. Next thing I remembered, my eyes opened after a brief rest. He remained by my side with one hand on my shoulder and the other on my butt.
The instant I shifted slightly, my chest massaged his chest, and my nipples became firm. Then I detected a twitch in my vagina. When I retrieved my hand, it was drenched. I struck my hand against his penis and was surprised to find it was neither flaccid nor erect.
Carefully and gently, I caressed his penis a second time. My hand circled his substantial shaft, feeling its breadth. Then I reached his testicles. Unlike anything I've seen before or since, I had never encountered such large and weighty testicles. I slid my hand back to his shaft once more. When I discovered it was starting to rise. I removed my hand, not wanting to disturb his sleep. I shuttered my fingers over my vagina and positioned my middle finger over my vulva. It was somewhat dilated but extremely wet. I continued to feel my vagina slowly and discerned I was becoming more aroused due to his penis invading me. Remembering his penis enveloping me, stretching me.
Dad adjusted his position and settled his penis over my face. Without verbally requesting it, he enticed me to engulf it in my mouth. And I did. Savoring it as it slid seamlessly in and out of my mouth, he positioned himself over me, positioning his lips on my vagina. Which he spread apart by separating my legs with his thighs. His tongue danced smoothly inside my pussy and anus. [
It didn't take long for him to make me reach climax. After that, he adjusted his position and lay down next to me. He then focused on my breasts, taking each one into his mouth while his hand massaged my vagina. I couldn't resist stroking his penis and testicles. Soon, he positioned himself between my legs. It wasn't an easy fit for him to enter me, since my vagina was rather small. But he was incredibly gentle throughout the process. My pussy was wet, but penetration still proved to be challenging. He moved cautiously, taking it slow to avoid any discomfort.
With him all the way inside me, he went back to concentrating on my breasts, shoulders, neck, and face. At this point, he realized I'd adjusted to his size, so he began to move faster. I stared at his enormous penis as it moved in and out of me, astounded that I could even handle it. Exhausted, I attempted to meet his thrusts by moving my hips forward. However, as he intensified his pace, I reached climax one more time. I completely let go and no longer tried to match his movements.
Contrary to my expectations, my dad fucked me harder than I had imagined possible, resulting in me experiencing numerous orgasms throughout our lovemaking session. After around twenty minutes, he chose to pull out and told me to turn around. With minimal effort, I managed to get on my hands and knees. He got behind me, gently inserting his penis back into my overworked vagina.
He started off slowly for a few moments, but soon his hips were hitting my ass cheeks. We'd been engaged in this position for what appeared to be a long time. However, I'm unsure of how many instances of my orgasm he'd caused. He gradually picked up the pace until it resembled a real, powerful hip slapping session. I clung on for as long as I could until he ejaculated in my vagina.
I was completely depleted and collapsed onto my stomach. He spent a few minutes lying on top of me until his penis became flaccid and retreated. The opening of my pussy was now filled with wisps of his jizz.
Upon rising, he went to the bathroom and changed. Coming back to where I was laying, he said he was leaving but hoped I had enjoyed it as much as he did.
"I'll lock the door behind me, so you can arise at your convenience."
"It was all a fantasy," I remarked. "I don't think you ever existed in the first place."
"You're absolutely right," he retorted and exited the room.
I conked out. In the morning, after waking up naked, I discovered that my pussy was filled with mixed fluids and dried cum. Although I was still worn out, I managed to get up and visit the restroom. As soon as I took a few steps, I realized my pussy was extremely tender and I couldn't walk properly. While seated on the toilet, I found out that my vagina was swollen to a point where I couldn't pee without spreading my lips with my hand.
After showering, I put on my clothes again and just lay down in bed, mulling over... Did that truly occur?
Or was it all just a dream?
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