Delirando

Day 3: Feral

The moment I saw that giant, hairy beast bent over, with his big, hairy *ss raised, I couldn't help myself. A blackout of consciousness, I just wanted to devour him and impr*gnate him. How do I explain to my gf that I cheated on her and had s*x with a man bar*back?

Day 2: Turn around

I don't know why I put it on. It was an impulse, a foolish thing. Now I can't stop thinking about... giant, hairy, mature men. What the hell is wrong with me? I wish I could get this thing off my d*ck. Don't come in without knocking!! Oh wait... f*ck.

Day 1: Ring

A gift. A small box was on the floor. D*d was standing in a corner of our living room facing the wall, and, sensing my presence, he knelt in front of me. The key to this new world. The promise that nothing will ever be the same.

Washing machine

Our old washing machine has been running longer than it should have. Sometimes, I have to go out without underwear, and sometimes, I see D*d wearing clothes too small for his body size. I hope the technician won't be surprised if he sees us dressed like this

End and beginning

Thank you for joining me on this beautiful adventure!! I am so sorry I couldn't complete the challenge on time but several things happened in my real life. However, I'm very happy with your support of this series; as I told you, it will continue 😈 I have a couple of pages ready but I wanted to ask you something that can seriously affect the d...

Proud

At first I thought it hadn't been his idea. A lost bet, a blackmail, a request... a longing. Of course, no one else could have done it but himself. He wanted me to know everything. But why? What did he see in me? Am I a...? I'll find out.

Gap

I was wondering how d*d got a wet and gapped p*ssy. Easy, besides sitting on every c*ck he sees, he uses a monster pl*g every night. D*d enjoys every second knowing that his p*ssy is getting even more stretched every day.

Lesson

I didn't know that so many men approached my d*d for help. Not all of them wanted to use him, others admired him and wanted to be like him. Machos, "straight" guys, serious faces. But behind closed doors, sl*ts eager to learn.

Choose

Every day D*d lets one of the men who have us*d him choose what he will wear under his clothes. What do you think he is wearing today? You can only choose 2.

Locked

I wondered how I hadn't heard about this before. Was my dad the only f*g in town? Of course not. Hundreds of pictures of men my father's age, big, hairy, muscular, thanking him for helping them discover who they were. Dad had a coven of f*gs.

Caught

We always go to the same hotel on the same beach. D*d always wears super tight swim briefs, and he catches everyone's eyes. What I didn't know was that the amount of c*m he had inside him supported his confidence when walking.

Small

I started walking around completely nak*d in the gym showers when I heard a couple of taunts about my d*ck size. I didn't understand why there were furtive glances at my bulge or surprised comments at seeing me nak*d. I do have the size of a real man.

Update

I'm so happy you've joined me on this adventure! It's been a beautiful month full of dirty stories and lots of j*rking off. Six to seven illustrations will still be released soon.

Thanks to everyone for your support and the messages you left me about Mr. Peters. I love reading your comments and I'd like to know if you'd like a more comfort...

Puffy

The first time D*d saw this ad on the Internet, he was equally surprised and fascinated. Behind the facade of a s*x shop, there was a laboratory dedicated to fulfilling the deepest k*nks of its customers. Is d*d taking the pills? I bet you.

Raw

D*d likes it bar*back, that's no surprise to me anymore. What I didn't know was how many men wanted to impregn*te him, leave their seeds inside that big, hairy body. Every time D*d hears that, he moans louder and louder. It drives him crazy.

Filming

This is how it all started. My d*d asked the new intern to help him: teaching him how to use the camera so he could record his k*nks. There must be a lot of content on the internet, wait a minute... oh no, of course, I've seen his p*ssy before.

Monster

D*d subscribed to a site and got a small box once a month. I realized that the site was a fairly discreet s*x shop. Now that I know what they sell, should I use the gift card he gave me for my birthday?

Fingers

There was a time when my d*d got massages at home. This guy, who was about my age, would come over at least once a week. Sometimes, I'd see him shirtless in the kitchen eating something from the fridge, and he'd smile at me.

Who did it?

Have you ever wondered who leaked Mr Peters' link to his son?

Hole

There's a little secret in the gym. If you find a thong hanging on one of the locker doors, you can go to the last stall in the bathroom and put your d*ck in a h*le in the wall. What would the boys say if they found out my d*d is the gym sl*t?

Threesome

Nathan and Erick were my bullies when I was in high school, I told my d*d about it and he got them to stop. Not only money, but now he gives his stretched h*le to those two assh*les. They no longer hit my face, but now they hit my father's p*ssy.

New banner!

Mr. Peters is in heaven 😇

Small top

I always thought it was a running joke from Marcus. How many times had he filled my d*d's *ss with c*m? Sometimes they come home together and dad told me that he gave him a ride... fuck. Marcus always had a small stain of c*m on his crotch.

Golden

My d*d's company sponsors the water polo team: swimsuits, transportation, and other equipment. I didn't know that he had an extra deal with the coach. The whole team seemed to love me, but they loved my d*d more.

R*mming

Sam, one of my best friends, often comes over to help my d*d with his computer. Antivirus stuff and software licenses. Sam told me he did it for extra money, not for the thick, foamy c*m that comes out of my d*d's h*le.

Digital gift 🎁

I'm having fun with K*nktober, and I was thinking of giving you guys an original digital gift. What would you prefer?

Breed*ng

Marcus always makes weird jokes when I go to buy him bread. And as a gift, he always gave me a glazed donut for my d*d. That fat d*ck filling my d*d's intestines with warm c*m... now I understand why he says "Bye s*n" to me.

Panties

Thousands of photos in tiny underwear. And there it was, a photo of him in those white panties. I still remember how hard I cum while smelling that small piece of fabric. I've never smelled anything like it. how was I supposed to know?

Feet

Things with the Pesci brothers continued to get more and more twisted. This hidden side of my D*d had a weakness for jerks and they took advantage of it by humiliating him in different ways. Does D*d smell my stinky socks before washing them?

Spit

About a year ago, the Pesci brothers told me that funny things happened at night in the park. In particular, a f*g who loved being spit in the mouth by young adult men jogging. I was tempted, what would have happened?