Spying on the Ones I Love the Most

I don’t know what’s wrong with me, but I’ve been making myself cum thinking about sex with my parents ever since I realized it felt good to play with myself. I was always so pervy, spying on them fucking, or trying my hardest to catch them looking at porn. I remember getting so excited when I did actually catch them - I’d hide and listen and try my best to catch a glimpse of anything without being caught while I pressed my panties as hard as I could against myself. I’d squeeze my thighs so tight because the pressure felt good, especially when I got to listen to my mom beg for my dad’s cock.

I would watch my dad look at dirty magazines in the bathroom through the keyhole. I loved how my whole body would tingle from watching him stroke his cock and gently grunt every so often. It felt so naughty and secret for him to be doing, let alone for me to be watching. It got to the point where I wanted so badly for him to make himself hard like that because he was looking at me that I would do everything I could think of at bathtime to entice him. That’s where I learned how good the pressure of the water from the faucet can feel against your clit.

I also slept in bed with my mom until I was pretty much a teenager. Sometimes she would wait until she was absolutely sure I was asleep - I got really good at pretending - then she’d bust out her vibrator. Sometimes she’d even put on pay per view porn, those nights were really a treat. Once I figured out what she was doing with the vibrator, I’d sneak into her room and put it on my little pussy as often as I could. I only got caught twice, which is surprising, and nothing ever came of it.

As I got older, I gravitated more towards my dad, especially fantasy-wise. The taboo excitement of knowing how wrong the idea is drove me nuts. I was so subtle, but I took every chance I thought I could to sit on his lap or accidentally flash him. I even got him to smack my ass a few times, which was so hot I could barely wait until I was somewhere private to take care of myself. A few of his girlfriends were super vocal in bed, and I’d always love the nights where I stayed at his house and I could hear my dad making some woman moan.

I feel kinda bad about this part, but I catfished him one time and got him to send all sorts of explicit material to me, his own daughter. I even showed my dad my own body, just with my identity obscured. Watching the video he sent me of him cumming to my pictures gave me the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had. He recently broke his leg and is staying with me for the next few weeks. I can’t help but have all of the nasty scenarios I’ve come up with over the years play through my head while he lays, literally in the next room, with no one else around for the first time ever. My vibrator has been on the charger constantly praying the motor doesn’t die at this point, honestly.