Relationship with your father, who had a similar experience?

[katya2002]

I have been married for six months, and a couple of months ago I had a problem communicating with my father. When I come to visit, he behaves completely differently than he did before.
I began to notice that my father was looking at me differently than before at his daughter. You can see how he glances and often lingers on my forms.
He is cautious around his mother or anyone else, but as soon as we are alone, he openly demonstrates his interest to me. Moreover, he even, as if on purpose, embarrasses me, makes me blush, I am lost, I don’t know how to behave with him. Father, simply, relishes my confusion, feels like the master of the situation. Sometimes he starts asking about my family life and takes the conversation in a different direction, about our relationship with my husband, and makes inappropriate hints and jokes. When we meet and when I’m leaving, he tries to kiss me, if my mother is distracted, she kisses not just with a smack, but possessively, even with her tongue. In addition, he often seizes the moment and tries to hug me, cuddle, and despite my protests, he even squeezes me wherever possible. From everything that happens, I am constantly on edge. What is this? Does he want me as a man, a woman? Why is that? What happened to him, to us? If he is a pervert, then why not before, when I was free and living with them? Then he was a father to me, the best dad in the world. I don’t know how to talk to him about this, I tried to start, but he looks surprised and it turns out that everything seems to me, like I’m crazy and how could I think such a thing about him. I’m afraid to even think about what might come out of his fatherly love. You won’t tell your mother, and even more so your husband, about him, about him and me, how it will turn out, who will they believe, otherwise I’m like, I’m slandering things. Everything will collapse if I say anything, family, relationships, I can’t allow that.

[Happens]

Some naive, infantile questions.
Dad wants to stick it to you. At least between the tits and, at the most, fuck like a bitch.

[slavik.meshalkin]

Dad probably also sits on such forums and groups.
I read a lot and decided to check how much my daughter sends (@

[katya2002]

I already wrote about my problem. Due to this situation, she became less likely to visit her parents alone. My husband and I visited them for a long time. My father still looked at me quietly, even in the presence of my husband, but nothing more.
A week ago, on the weekend, we all went to my cousin’s wedding. She is her father’s niece, his brother’s daughter. We stopped and spent the night with our parents. Mom left the wedding before us, she is our doctor, she could not replace her and was on duty that night. We arrived home late, my uncle gave us a lift. Mine was no good, my father never gets so drunk that he can’t stand on his feet and can’t think of anything. Although he drinks maybe even more than others. He, as his mother says, knows how to drink. With his help, I brought mine to the room allocated to us, which was mine. With this we went to bed. And then, everything was like in a dream, I hadn’t even really woken up yet, I was in a limbo, but the sensations that I experienced obscured everything. Nothing worried, no alertness, just pure pleasure. Well, my husband overslept and was impatient, this is in the order of things. Having settled down to lick between my legs, this time he did such a thing that I fell into pleasure again and again. I only woke up when he stopped caressing me in this way and stood up. It is impossible to convey what I felt in front of my father’s naked torso hovering above me with his erect manhood erect. Apparently, in view of the expected reaction, my mouth was immediately covered with his palm. I just choked on it and blinked my eyes. It turned out that all this time it was not my husband who was with me at all, but my dad, distraught with his lust. Realizing that he had revealed himself and his intentions, the father did not stand on ceremony. He masterfully grabbed me under the knees and pulled me towards him.
His experience and pressure left me no chance to avoid what is natural, but in our case ugly. No, it’s ugly not in the sense of how it was, but in the sense of how it looks and is perceived. And it happened, to tell the truth, contrary to common sense and all norms, since it has never happened to anyone before.
At first I was seized by horror and panic, but then, tempted by my father’s lustful, greedy desire to possess me, I got lost in this foulness. My father harassed me with such passion and assertiveness that, against my will, I became addicted to his desire and eventually became his accomplice. At first he kissed and squeezed me everywhere, and then I began to answer him in kind. It was like madness, everything was on the edge, without brakes. Next to my sleeping husband, my father and I engaged in sycophancy and received incredible sensations incomparable to any previous ones from our already vicious rapprochement with him. Filled with emotions, feeling mutual attraction and the need to continue what we started, we went to our parents’ room. And already there, having prudently spread an old blanket over their marital bed, we both gave vent to all the uncontrollable lust that had rushed over us, completely blowing our minds away. Where my father and mother make love, I accepted him into me as a man. In our merger with him, we burned all the bridges between us, violated all connections and norms. There was no daughter and father, there was a woman and there was a man, who crazy, double-edgedly gave each other incredible voluptuousness. We fucked for the rest of the night, cumming and starting over and over again. All this time, my father was simply tireless and pumped me with his sperm every time. I would never have believed that this could happen at his age. The last time in the shower, he fucked me in the ass, no one had ever done this to me before.
I’m taking precautions, I hope there won’t be any consequences. But my husband and mother have no idea about anything.
The day before yesterday I ran to my parents after work, while my mother was busy in the kitchen, my father and I were sitting on the sofa, in front of the TV. I thought we’d talk about what happened and put an end to it. But in fact, daddy’s fingers are between my legs, and his fingers are inside me. When my mother returned, I didn’t even have time to pull the zipper of my jeans all the way up, I had to close it until the moment came, she, of course, hardly paid attention to my excitement and my father did his best to distract her attention to himself.

[Alexas]

I don’t know how much to read

[Hmmmm]

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[Aion2012Dead]

katya2002,
Sex with father - not cheating.
If you like it, continue.
If you don’t like it, stop.
What is the difficulty?

[Stone]

I have been married for six months, and a couple of months ago I had a problem communicating with my father. When I come to visit, he behaves completely differently than he did before.
I began to notice that my father was looking at me differently than before at his daughter. You can see how he glances and often lingers on my forms.
He is cautious around his mother or anyone else, but as soon as we are alone, he openly demonstrates his interest to me. Moreover, he even, as if on purpose, embarrasses me, makes me blush, I am lost, I don’t know how to behave with him. Father, simply, relishes my confusion, feels like the master of the situation. Sometimes he starts asking about my family life and takes the conversation in a different direction, about our relationship with my husband, and makes inappropriate hints and jokes. When we meet and when I’m leaving, he tries to kiss me, if my mother is distracted, she kisses not just with a smack, but possessively, even with her tongue. In addition, he often seizes the moment and tries to hug me, cuddle, and despite my protests, he even squeezes me wherever possible. From everything that happens, I am constantly on edge. What is this? Does he want me as a man, a woman? Why is that? What happened to him, to us? If he is a pervert, then why not before, when I was free and living with them? Then he was a father to me, the best dad in the world. I don’t know how to talk to him about this, I tried to start, but he looks surprised and it turns out that everything seems to me, like I’m crazy and how could I think such a thing about him. I’m afraid to even think about what might come out of his fatherly love. You won’t tell your mother, and even more so your husband, about him, about him and me, how it will turn out, who will they believe, otherwise I’m like, I’m slandering things. Everything will collapse if I mention it, family, relationships, I can’t allow this.

hi, write in PM. let’s talk about your case

[Cantai]

I read it without stopping - it would be nice to see it all)