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Chosen as My Daughter's First (hetero, M/f, incest, consensual, true)
By The Shepherd
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This story is not for everyone and may contain some quite graphical
depictions of children, adolescents, and adults in extreme sexual
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it.
The things depicted herein are purely fiction.
If you've gotten past that, I'm going to assume that, like me, you are a
sick fuck who gets off on pre-teens. If not, what are you doing reading
this?
It is not easy being a single parent, especially if you are a father having
to
bring up an only daughter. My wife Judy died five years ago in a car
accident,
which left me to care for Susanne.
Susanne was thirteen at the time, and her mother's death was a traumatic
experience for her. For the next two months she would insist on sleeping
with me
in the same bed before I could get her so far to move back to her own room.
Since her teens both my wife and I always believed in having an open
relationship with Susanne, and we took joint responsibility for her
instruction
about the "facts of life". Sexuality was openly discussed as a normal topic,
just as we would discuss the politics of the day or the weather, and we
answered
her numerous questions - even the somewhat awkward ones - frankly and
truthfully. She turned out to be an inquisitive child, doing very well in
school, always wishing to explore new things, learn new facts, insisting on
experiencing things herself.
Her initial education into sexual matters started when she was nine years of
age, and wanted to know "where babies came from?" We told her the facts
about
human reproduction, of how a man's sperm cell would fertilize an ovum in the
woman's womb, and a baby would develop and be born. We stressed the fact
that
making a baby is an act of love, and that making love is something which
occurs
naturally between a man and a woman. Not having a brother, we had to revert
to
books about human anatomy to explain the difference between a girl's and a
boy's
anatomy.
Susanne was satisfied for the time being. Two years later, she showed the
unmistakable signs of entering puberty. Her breasts developed, and Judy took
over when she had her first monthly period. We told her all about the
changes in
her body, which will eventually turn her from a girl into a woman. A dark
patch
of fuzzy hair appeared around her genitals.
We let thing happen naturally and waited for Susanne to ask the questions
for
her further sex education, even encouraging her to ask questions. One
evening at
supper table we were a bit surprised when she wanted to know "how often do
the
two you make love, dad and mum?" Judy explained that we did it as often as
the
mood guided us. That was not enough for Susanne.
"How many times a week?" she insisted on knowing.
Answering truthfully and as though it is just another statistic, June said:
"Two
to three times a week. Sometimes we would do it on two consecutive days, at
other times a week could go by before making love."
"Do you engage in oral sex?" she wanted to know. The topic was getting just
a
little bit embarrassing.
"Yes my dear, at times we like a little variety in the way we make love, and
we
have engaged in oral sex, because we enjoy it," Judy answered.
A few weeks later she wanted to know more about the act of making love, and
again we complied, giving her the facts. It was quite clear that she picked
up
myths and stories about it at school, and wanted us to confirm or deny them,
as
the case may be. We were glad to do so, conveying to her the notion that sex
is
something to enjoy and the result of a natural urge of human existence.
After her mother's death the task fell on my shoulders to continue the open
and
frank discussions with Susanne. Again I encouraged her to talk about it
openly
and not be reticent in asking questions which normally girls might want to
ask
their mothers. It fell on me to tell her everything about safe sex. I
stressed
that should she ever wish to become sexually active, that she should take me
into her confidence and tell me about it so that I can assist her. I felt
that I
would rather put her on the pill pro-actively than be sorry afterwards. It
was
my sincere wish that her first sexual experience would be a pleasant and
enjoyable one, and that she should have no hang ups about her
inquisitiveness
into the matter.
I started going out with lady friends, and brought one or two of them home
to
introduce to Susanne. She did not approve any one of them, saying that "they
fall far short of mother." I was beginning to suspect that she might be a
bit
jealous, and even more worried that she may develop an Elektra complex.
About three months ago, again at the dinner table, Susanne again brought up
the
topic of sex. It was clear that she felt that she was lagging her friends in
their sexual experiences, quite a few of whom were already sexually active.
She
wanted to know more, and her inquisitive mind did not deter her from saying
with
a straight face:
"Gosh I wish I could see a real penis."
"But my dear, we have all the books on sexual anatomy which shows you what a
man's penis looks like," I said.
"Dad, those are pictures. I really want to see what a real penis looks
like,"
she admitted. "Most of my girl friends have seen one already, even if it is
their brothers' penis; it's only me that has to be satisfied with drawings
in a
book and dirty pictures in the sex magazines my friends show around at
school."
I realized that was the only downside of having only one child, or only
children
of the same gender: they never have the opportunity to be exposed to the
anatomy
of the opposite gender from an early age.
"Dad, will you do me a favor?" she continued.
"Anything you want, my dear."
"Will you let me see what your penis looks like? Please?" came her startling
request. I had not bargained on something like this. "You are the only male
I
feel free to ask such a favor and whose penis I would like to see."
I had to do some quick thinking. On the one hand, she was already fifteen
and to
be naked in front of my fully developed and sexy daughter would not be
something
which I thought I could do without feeling uncomfortable. Had I been a
naturalist, I would not have hesitated to appear naked in her company, but
then
I would have taken her to a naturalist gathering where other people were
present. On the other hand, I realized that refusing her would shatter our
open
and frank relationship, and imply that human sexuality is something not
discussed openly.
"Okay, Susanne, tonight the two of us can have a shower together and then I
will
show you what a man's penis looks like," I replied.
Minutes later I doubted in my mind whether I had agreed, on the spur of the
moment, to do the right thing. In my upbringing it simply was not proper for
a
father and daughter to see each other in the nude, especially not when the
two
of them are alone. But to retract my offer now after my promise, would be a
break of faith. I was worried about how to avoid having an erection in front
of
my daughter, and decided that I would apply my mind to it to ensure that it
does
not happen. I knew that I should not think of my daughter as a sex object to
ensure that my penis remains limp, and that it was to be nothing more than
an
"anatomy lesson."
Later that evening, the two of us went to the bathroom and both undressed.
Susanne was standing in front of me in her pure nakedness. She had turned
into a
beautiful woman, with full breasts and well formed legs. She was beautiful
and
sexy looking.
"Gosh dad, it is bigger than I thought," she said, looking at my limp penis.
"May I touch it to feel what it feels like?" she asked.
This was the acid test. I let her touch my penis. "It feels smooth and
soft,"
she said, looking up at me and into my eyes, then glancing down again,
stroking
the full length of my penis with her fingers. " It really looks beautiful."
She went ahead to gently roll back the foreskin with her fingers. With this
my
self control went for a loop and suddenly I started getting a massive
erection
as blood pumped into my penis.
"Oh look, you are getting an erection," she said excitedly. "Goodness, but
it
does grow big and hard."
With that I decided that it was enough.
"I think you have seen enough," I said, still somewhat embarrassed.
I stepped under the water, and Susanne joined me. I was blushing red. We
soaped
each other as if it was the most natural thing to do, but quite frankly: it
was
not easy being in close contact with your naked daughter under the shower,
me
with my penis standing erect! It really felt as if I were having the biggest
erection of my whole life. Then we stepped out from under the running water
and
dried ourselves. As I got into my bedclothes, Susanne asked:
"Dad, can I join you in bed for tonight?"
"Okay, but just for tonight."
When we put out the light, she snuggled up close to me.
"Thanks for letting me see your manhood, dad. I am sure not many fathers
would
let their daughters do it as naturally as you did it, or allow it at all."
"That okay, Susanne. Now your curiosity is satisfied," I said.
"Dad, why did you suddenly get an erection? Was it because you saw me as a
sex
object?," it came from her.
"Well yes, Susanne. You must realize that you are a grown young woman and
when
you touched my penis, I could not help getting an erection. It was just
something that occurred naturally. But at least you have now seen both a
limp
and an erected penis" I explained.
"Does that mean that you thought of making love to me?" she asked frankly.
"That would be incest my dear, and it is against the law. Besides, you are
only
fifteen and not sixteen yet, which is the legal age of consent," I replied.
"What exactly is defined as incest?" she wanted to know.
"Well, the law says that when a brother and sister make love to each other,
or a
father and daughter as in our case, or a mother and son, it is incest and
not
allowed. And the sexual interaction need not only be heterosexual. Even when
two
brothers or a mother and daughter are engaged in homosexual lovemaking, it
is
considered incest and therefore illegal" I explained.
"But why does the law says it is illegal when two people, who happen to be
close
relatives, both consent to make love with each other?" she asked.
"It is against society's norms and traditions. Besides, there is the
possibility
that a pregnancy may result and there are genetic reasons why it is
undesirable."
"But if you practice safe sex, there is no possibility of a pregnancy" she
said.
"Why is it still illegal in such a case?."
"My dear, I am not trying to defend the law. That is how it is and we will
just
have to comply with the law, whether we like it or not," I replied.
"This nonsense about the genetic dangers connected with incest is only half
the
story. At school we were told that positive genetic traits in both parents
can
actually be enhanced in offspring. But I anyhow think it is stupid that the
government should try to regulate by laws what people do in the privacy of
their
own homes, and when both consent to it. I think making love between a
brother
and sister is perfectly okay if both want to do it and they love each other.
I
also think that it is stupid for a government to say that making love before
the
age of sixteen is illegal if you have no objection to doing it, and there is
no
coercion."
"That is the law of the state and we must obey it," I said again.
"Do you know that quite a few of my girl friends at school regularly make
love
with their brothers and think no big deal of it?" she asked. "Mary, my best
friend, has admitted to doing it with her 17 year old brother Jonathan. It
is
something which many siblings routinely do. I wish I had an older brother so
that he could teach me all I need to know about sex....," she said.
" You don't, and I hope that when you lose your virginity one day, it will
be to
somebody you care for and will be a memorable experience."
"I have already decided that I will not simply let any boy pop my cherry,"
she
said. "I will carefully select the right guy to do it for me."
I thought she was very sensible, and instilled in her that should she want
to do
it one day, she would take me into her confidence and make sure that she
practices safe sex. We eventually drifted off to sleep.
Two months went by before Susanne raised the topic of sexuality again. It
was a
Friday evening and I went to bed early, doing some reading. The door opened,
and
she came in, dressed in her nightgown. She sat next to me on the bed.
"Dad, can I get into bed with you?" she asked.
"Sure, get in."
She moved up close to me. I could not help getting a massive erection again,
and
carried on talking as if it was the most natural thing to do, hoping that
she
does not become aware of it.
"I think I am ready to lose my virginity," Susanne said. "Most of my girl
friends at school have already done so. I want to get it over and done
with."
"Well, have you chosen the right boy to do it for you?" I wanted to know.
"No dad, I don't have a regular boy friend. Besides, of all of the boys in
my
circle of friends there is not a single one which I would choose to do so. I
believe your first experience of making love with a man should be with
someone
special, and that it should be an event to remember afterwards with happy
memories. There is one and only one 'first'. I have too many girl friends
who do
not think back of their first sexual encounter and losing their virginity
with
anything but regret. The place was not right, the boy was not right, and the
mood was not right."
"Well perhaps the right boy will come around soon" I tried to comfort her.
"Preferably of course it should be with someone you really love, not only
someone you merely care for. And I don't expect that someone to be a future
husband, just that he should be the right one."
"You will eventually find the right guy," I comforted her.
"Dad, you do love me, don't you" it came from her. She lifted herself on her
elbows, looking at me intently.
"Of course I love you, why do you ask? Surely you don't doubt it."
"In that case, will you agree to take away my virginity? What will you say
if I
ask you that I want you to do me this favor? After all, I don't have a
brother
to do it for me."
"We have already discussed the matter of incest, and the fact that you are
under
the age of consent," I replied truthfully.
"Only this once, dad. I will not expect to make love to you ever again. I
just
want you to be the first man I make love to, and for you to take away my
virginity," she said.
"I do not think it is right for a father and daughter to have intercourse."
"We should not think of it as intercourse. Think of it as an act of love in
helping me to lose my virginity in a way which I will always cherish, to
assist
me in giving that step to womanhood," she said.
I looked at her. She was beautiful and attractive. Gosh, any man would grab
the
opportunity to make love to as beautiful a girl as Susanne is.
"Dad, if you were not blood related to me, would you have done it for me?"
she
wanted to know.
"Of course I would have done it gladly. Any hot blooded young male would
jump at
the opportunity to make love to you and feel honored to be asked to be your
fist
to do so..." I said.
"Then the only thing that holds you back is the fact that society frowns on
incest, that the law of the country prevents it?"
"Yes Susanne, that is the case."
"Well suppose I had an elder brother, would you have minded if I made love
to
him?" she wanted to know.
"No, coming to think about it, I would not have stood in your way to make
love
to your brother, if you had one and if you both wanted it," I replied
honestly.
"So incest with a brother is okay, but incest with a father is not? Is that
what
you are saying?" she demanded to know. I owed her an answer.
"Please dad, I want you to do it for me. Okay, I will make a deal with you:
do
it as a favor for me only this once. I promise not to have an ongoing sexual
relationship with you if you would make love to me once only, just to take
my
virginity. It is all I am asking of you, for you to be the first man I make
love
with."
I kept quiet for quite a while. "Will you, dad?" she asked again.
"If you really want it, I will do it for you. But only this once, and the
only
reason I will do it is to be the man of your own choice to take away your
virginity, and because you do not have a brother to do it. I will put on a
condom," I said, raising myself to fetch one from where I store them in the
cupboard.
"Please dad, no condom, not this first time," she said. "I want to feel you
fully and I want you to convey your love juices to me."
"What if you become pregnant? Girls can become pregnant even the first time
they
make love" I said.
"We am in my safe period. I had my monthly period only three days ago and
that
is why I decided that tonight is the appropriate time. And the place is
right,
and the man I want to do it with is right," she said. "In fact, I have
noticed
quite a while ago that you are ready and have an erection," she added with a
smile.
I touched her body, and kissed her. I started removing her nightclothes,
then
mine. We were lying in bed together, naked, and I gently stroked her
breasts.
The air between the two of us was electric. She gently touched my penis.
"You have a massive erection, dad," she commented. We carried on with
foreplay
for quite a while before she said:
"I think the time has come. Put your penis inside of me, I want to feel all
of
it in my pussy."
I could feel that her vagina was wet with expectation. She was lying on her
back. I placed myself between her legs, and then pulled my foreskin back.
She
helped me guide my penis and positioned the glans at the entrance to her
vagina.
I pushed forwards very slightly, opening the lips of her womanhood. When the
head of my penis was in fully, I could feel the restriction of her
maidenhead,
preventing further penetration.
"It may hurt a little when I pierce your hymen," I said.
"That is okay. Just come inside of me. I want to feel all of you inside" she
whispered, looking me in the eyes.
"Do you really want me to continue?" I asked.
"Yes dad, oh yes, yes, yes..."
I moved forward, pressing hard. I could feel her hymen yielding slowly. Then
all
of a sudden it gave way, and I was inside of her halfway. I stopped my
forward
motion, holding still.
"Does it hurt?" I wanted to know.
"Only a little. Just wait a few seconds, then we can continue."
I held it like that for a while.
"Thanks, dad. I wanted nobody else but you to do this for me. You can now
continue," she said, smiling. Slowly I entered her until the whole of my
penis
was inside and I could feel it's tip touching the entrance to her womb. We
were
firmly locked as one. Susanne's vagina was tight and warm and enveloped my
penis
firmly.
"Well I have done my duty; I pierced your hymen and we can stop now if you
want
to" I said.
"Oh no, dad, never. We must complete this for both of us" she said.
We took our time making love this first time. She was well lubricated, and
my
penis would slide in and out of her tight pussy smoothly. Every time I
approached an orgasm, I would stop, not wanting this to end.
"Dad, I think I am coming," she said after a while. Then she groaned and
held me
tight. "I'm coming, I'm coming - oh yes, oh yes dad" she shouted aloud. I
increased our movements, and we reached an orgasm simultaneously, she
holding me
tightly with her arms, with the whole length of my penis deep inside of her.
It
could not go any deeper. I could feel my fatherly semen pouring into my
daughter's virginal womb, filling it to overflow. The peak of my climax
seemed
to just keep on and on. Not only physically, but also emotionally this was
the
most intense climax I have ever experienced in my entire life.
I slowed down my movements, and eventually we came to a stop.
Susanne looked at me. "Thanks dad. Thanks for doing me the favor. I wanted
you
to be my first man. Thanks for turning me into a woman. I would not have
liked
it otherwise."
I kissed her.
"This was the first and last time the two of us will make love" I said. "But
I'm
glad that I was the man you chose to be your first, even if I am your
father."
"It really was lovely. I will always remember my first time of making love
to a
man with happy memories" she said. "You know what really gives me a kick,
dad?"
she asked.
"What?"
"That I am filled with your love juices inside of my pussy. That it is the
same
semen which you poured into mum some sixteen years ago, and from which I was
created. And that I can feel it inside of my body tonight." I rolled over;
we
fell asleep in each other's arms, still coupled. The next morning we awoke
when
the sun was already high. My penis had slid out of her pussy, and was limp.
Neither of us had any shame or any regrets afterwards.
That was three years ago. No, Susanne and I never made love again with each
other; we both kept our undertaking that it was to be a once off experience.
We
often talked about that first time, since it held happy memories for both of
us,
usually when she joined me in bed now and again for a night's sleep. She
would
lie in my arms, and we would reminisce about the event in the same way as
she
would remind me of the time we went to Disney World, or the time she got her
first bicycle. But neither she nor I ever tried to initiate making love with
each other ever again.
I have since remarried, and Susanne is attending college fifty miles away.
She
has a regular boyfriend Charles, a nice young man whom she often brings
home.
The two of them share her room during such visits, with my full blessing. My
new
wife and I can hear them making love and enjoying it, just as it should be.
But
what happened between me and Susanne that one glorious night three years
ago,
will remain a secret between the two of us.
After the first time Susanne brought Charles home I asked her privately
whether
she liked him and whether she enjoyed making love to him.
"Yes, dad," she replied, "he is wonderful, but for me the first time I made
love
will always remain in my memories as the happiest experience of my life.
That
first time was by far the best. And besides, you are much bigger than
Charles!"
I often wonder what our physical relationship would have been after that
first
encounter if incest had been decriminalized.
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