My Daddy
By Pussywillow
M/g, Cons
Disclaimer: This story is just the figment of the imagination and contains
depictions of sexual encounters between adults and children. If this type thing
bothers you then you should stop reading now. However if you recognize the
beauty of such loving and consensual relationships, then read on and I hope you
enjoy.
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How would you like to be an over-sexed little girl, and then, one night, get your
own daddy to sexually play with you?
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You know that you're asking me to reveal my most private life that no one
else but I know anything about except for possibly my very best girlfriend, Julie,
and even she doesn't know very much about it.
My daddy? Yes, but he just knows only a little although he has been my
main partner in sex for many rears.
Sex? Oh how can I describe it? To me, it seems to be a certain feeling or a
craving inside my body that I just have to fulfill or gratify at regular intervals all
the time, just like eating or sleeping, but more like being hooked on a drug, or I
think I'd go crazy.
Actually sex is more like a drug to me. Because after I had first tasted it, I
wanted more - no, craved for more, and after I got more, it satisfied me for only a
short while before I felt the need for even more, and soon I realized that I just
could not stop. It's a craving that builds up inside of me that I eventually have to
satisfy in some way. But also, the partner that I have to do it with is also
extremely important. In fact he's so important that sex can become an absolute
psychological drag without him, because I realized early on that no matter how
badly I needed sex, I also had to have the right loving partner to do it with.
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Well here goes. My name is Laura, and my very first memories about sex
were when I was around five and in kindergarten.
I remember that whenever I was all alone, I would diddle myself because
it felt real good and I found that it would satisfy me so much better than just
sucking on my thumb or anything else.
As I grew older, I quickly found out just how to place my fingers on my
vulva so that I could feel those real good soothing feelings (my mother taught me
the names of all of the parts of my body when I was very small). I also noticed
that whenever I did it, it was sometimes a lot of fun for me to just tease my vulva
and then watch it slowly swell up until the lips opened way out.
By then, it felt so nice and so good that as I made myself hotter and
hotter, I soon could no longer stop, and soon I would feel contractions way down
inside myself that felt so fantastic that it would make me just writhe all around
just as if I was in a bubble of pure pleasure for several seconds before it would
then slowly leave me.
Because of how my mother was with such things, I knew that my feelings
down there had to be kept a secret just the same as my vulva. Although I really
liked the looks of it and thought that it was really quite pretty, mother always
made me wear panties to hide it, and she was always telling me to keep my dress
down so that no one can see my panties. So I had absolutely no idea why she
bought me all of those pretty panties for in the first place if I couldn't show them
off to anyone.
I do remember very excitingly revealing my nudity to daddy though from
time to time while in the middle of bathing or dressing. But I thought that was all
right and to be expected because he was, as you know, my daddy. I also
remembered seeing him naked on numerous occasions. But because he was my
daddy, I never really gave it any real thought other than I knew what a man
looked like down there without any clothes on. Because of that, I knew that my
daddy was built very very differently than I was, and I often wondered just why
we were built so differently like that.
One time I even asked mommy, but all she said was, "That's just his penis
dear. Just don't worry about it for now."
I also remember that when I went to Sunday school, we would always
gather around the teacher and sit on the floor while she read us a little story.
I remember that the teacher's husband would also sit down on the floor
with us, and all of us girls would try to sit as close to him as possible.
One time when he was sitting on the floor with his back against the wall, I
got to sit in-between his legs, and it felt so good feeling myself all cuddled up
against this man with his arm around me that I even reached down and got my
fingers underneath my panties and diddled myself while the teacher read us the
bible story.
I remember that felt so good and daring to me, that each Sunday after
that, I made sure that I was the one who got to sit in-between his legs at story
time just so I could lean back against him and diddle myself again.
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I met Julie when we were in the first grade, and for some reason, I guess
maybe it was our personalities and the fact that we were both without any
brothers and sisters; we quickly hit it off together and became best friends.
We continued to be best friends over the years as we became closer and
closer together - almost like twin sisters, and even trusted each other so much that
we even trusted each other with our most innermost thoughts and secrets; things
that we would never ever reveal to anyone else, especially to our mothers and
fathers because, I guess, they had always expected us to be their nice sweet
innocent little angels.
Oh yes, we really were real nice sweet innocent little girls on the outside,
but very conniving little devils on the inside as we would sometimes get into all
sorts of mischief.
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It was during a sleepover - of which we had many. I guess that we were
around eight at the time when we finally revealed our very most innermost
thoughts to each other.
She said that she was very curious about boys and wondered what they
looked like with all of their clothes off.
I then wondered why she had never seen her dad naked, but then I
realized that they were probably much more careful about showing their nudity to
each other than my family was. But dad always said, when questioned by mom,
"Heck, I don't care, let her look. She's going to find out what a man looks like
anyway someday, so it might as well be now."
When she found out that I had seen my dad naked many times, she had
me draw a picture for her so that she could have an idea about what a man really
looked liked.
When she asked why men looked so different from girls, I realized that I
really couldn't answer that question either. But then I told her about me diddling
myself to make myself feel real good down there.
She was real curious about that, but said, "Mother caught me touching
myself down there one time and scolded the holy living heck out of me for doing
it and said that it was real nasty for me to be doing that. But when I take my bath
and clean myself down there, it always feels real sensitive but I've never really
pursued it any further because of what mother had told me."
I asked, "Do you have a flashlight?" She giggled and then reached over
and got a penlight out of her bedside table drawer.
I then got us underneath the blanket and slipped off my pajama bottoms.
As she turned on the flashlight, I spread my legs way out so that she could
see, and then I put a finger down against my vulva and started to very carefully
diddle myself.
As we both watched, we could both see my vulva lips slowly swell up and
open up like a flower as I felt myself beginning to feel real good down there until
I eventually brought myself right on up into an orgasm where I even had to let out
some little gasps and moans. I really didn't know what it was then, but I knew
that it was something really extra special that seemed to grip my whole body up in
it's spell for several seconds while giving me the best feeling ever in the whole
wide world.
After I was through, Julie commented, "Wow, I never knew you could do
that!"
She wanted to try it also, so I held the flashlight and watched as she
slipped off her pajama bottoms. Oh she looked so embarrassed while showing her
very private vulva to me. But then, under my guidance, I saw her vulva open up
just like a flower also. Then while I guided her into making herself feel real good.
I saw that she even brought herself on up into an orgasm also.
Then after she had recovered, she ooooed and awed about it for quite a
while afterwards - telling me just how good it felt.
Then we both commented on the virtues of what we had just done to
ourselves. Then in our new-found excitement, we decided to have a race to see
who could get that real good feeling first.
As we both gigglingly watched each other, we diddled ourselves again.
But I finished first as she seemed to be trying way too hard trying to get herself
off the second time.
Finally I reached over and took her hand away and then placed my finger
on her vulva and said, "Here let me help you do it right."
I guess that she was absolutely shocked that I had touched her down
there. But as my finger carefully diddled her, she very quickly settled back down
again and began to actually enjoy what I was doing to her. In fact she liked it so
much that I could even feel her arms tighten around me while I very quickly
brought her on up into an orgasm like I had never seen before.
Afterwards, we talked for sometime about what I had just done to her and
what it had felt like.
By this time, I was also very curious on what it would feel like to have her
do that to me, so I had her place her fingers down on my vulva so that she could
do me also. - Oh, you know how little kids are.
As I felt her fingers actually start to touch me down there, I thought that it
felt real funny and weird. But as she started diddling me, I soon felt the need of
wrapping my arms around her, and hold her tightly to me as I realized that all of
the sensations that I was receiving from her fingers seemed so much greater than
when I did it to myself, and pretty soon, I could feel my whole body really freeze
up as I went into my orgasm.
After we had discussed what we had just done to each other, we were so
excited that we agreed to do it to each other at the same time. Only this time we
both hugged each other as we placed our fingers down on each other's vulva and
did it.
Oh wow, after I finally let my body just relax while feeling her hug me, I
felt her fingers diddle me as I did the same to her. It felt so awesome that we
continued to get each other off several times before we finally quit and just fell
asleep in each other's arms.
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I remember that we both were so happy about what we had done to each
other that night, that we were already planning our next sleepover together.
I guess our parents saw no harm in letting two small eight-year-old girls
sleep together, and we made it a habit of doing it almost every week or so.
As soon as we thought it was safe after we got in bed, we'd both quickly
shed our pajama bottoms, and then our fingers would find each other's vulva, and
we'd diddle each other until we were so exhausted that we would just fall asleep
in each other's arms.
Sometimes we'd even do what we also thought was a lot of fun; one of us
would play the aggressor and play like we were forcing ourselves on the other
person and tie her up or hold her down and kiss her while diddling her until she
went into an orgasm.
We never really thought of ourselves as being lesbians, but just as two
little girls experimenting with our discovery of the joys of sex.
Our main conversations with each other though always seemed to revolve
around having sex with a boy or even, heaven forbid, our own fathers.
We knew that both of our dads were nice enough looking that we
wouldn't give it a second thought to have sex with each other's dad, but our own
dads? Wow! Oh how gross! But then it did give me a very secret excitement way
down inside of me whenever I thought about it though.
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But alas, one day her dad got a promotion in another city, and Julie and
her family moved away. So now the excitement of having each other to practice
on was now gone.
This was the time that I managed to get even closer to my own father so
that I could nurse that secret excitement that I always had way down inside of
me.
Now each time that I sat on my father's lap while feeling all of his
masculinity, I would feel the comfort of his big arms around me as I thought
about the possibility of actually having him diddle me with (to me) his great big
fingers.
Now my dad wasn't just any old couch potato. Although he wasn't very
big, he did have a pretty good build on him from working out, and that seemed to
draw me even closer to him.
At that time, mom always had a weekly meeting of playing bridge with
the women on Wednesdays, which allowed dad a night out with the boys on
Saturdays, and I remembered that he'd always come home smelling like a
brewery.
Of course, on those nights after he came home, I'd hear different funny
sounds coming from their bedroom which told me that mom and dad were having
a lot of fun doing something in there. I didn't know exactly what, but as I heard
all of those giggles and groans and the bed squeaking, I knew from the sound of
it that they were having some sort of fun together.
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The whole thing finally came to a head one night when mom was out. I
had been planning this for a long time - ever since I lost my best girl friend, Julie.
So after I had taken my bath, I put on a tee that just barely covered my
bottom, and ran in and jumped on dad's lap.
I had gotten dad used to cuddling and kissing me, so as we were doing
that, I squirmed around quite a bit trying to get my tee to crawl up on me enough
so that he could see my bare bottom. Also, I tried to maneuver dad's hand down
on my thigh.
Pretty soon, as we were kissing (this time, I tried to kiss for real. Not those
little father/daughter pecks), I actually felt his hand come to rest on my inner
thigh quite near my vulva.
So I gave an extra little squirm just right to bring his hand on up against
my vulva.
Suddenly, both dad and I knew just where his hand was. So as I tightened
an arm around his neck and gave him a real nice big wet kiss, I put my other hand
down over his to try to hold his hand there, and for the first time in my life I was
absolutely ecstatic as I felt his big hand start to actually rub around against my
most private place.
But a few seconds later, all of a sudden, I felt dad freeze up and then take
his hand away as I heard him say, "Oh my God! What have I done?"
I then panicked as I said, "Oh please - please daddy keep on doing it. I've
always wanted you to do it. Oh please daddy? Don't stop now." But then I heard
him reply, "But - but, I've wet my pants!" I was now frantic as I pleaded, "I
don't care. Just please keep on doing it! Please?"
I guess that my pleas and wailing finally got to him as I felt him calm back
down a little, and then I felt his hand slide back down against my vulva as I very
happily wrapped my arms around his neck and started kissing him all over his
face.
Just feeling his big fingers diddling me down there felt so awesome that I
just had to squeal and wiggle all around as I felt my sexual feelings rise right on
up higher and higher until I felt him finally bring me right on up into the most
beautiful orgasm that I had ever experienced.
It took me a little while to recover from that awesome experience, and
after I had recovered, I finally said, "Oh thank you daddy for what you just did
for me."
As he then put me off of his lap, he said, "I've got to go in and clean
myself up. You made me cum in my pants."
I really didn't know what he meant, but I giggled as I asked, "Can I
watch?"
He didn't say anything as I followed him on into the bathroom and I very
excitedly watched as he actually took his pants off right in front of me.
I then saw that his underpants were quite soaked, and I watched as he
very carefully slipped them on down and off of his legs.
There, I could now see his manhood just as plain as could be as he got
some soap and water to wash it off with.
As I watched him soap up his penis to clean it, I was now extremely
curious as I asked, "Can I do that daddy?"
I saw him just stand there and look at me in complete shock while I very
bravely reached my hand over and wrapped it around his penis. I then felt it
suddenly grow and grow very quickly until it became really quite big and hard as
it now stood straight out just like a pole.
I had never seen his penis do that before, and I was really quite surprised
as to just what made it do that.
Still feeling the affects of the orgasm that he had given me from rubbing
my vulva for me, I was now having the time of my life as I ran my own small
hands all around all over his now big hard shaft.
But pretty soon I heard him give out a grunt as I suddenly saw some milky
fluid shoot clear across the bathroom. This surprised me so much that I just stood
there in awe watching stream after stream of this funny looking liquid shoot out
of his penis.
Finally, after nothing more came out except just a dribble that ran down
over my hand, I just stood there feeling his thing gradually shrink smaller and
smaller until I was finally holding his now very small limp thing in my hand when
I finally let go of it.
As daddy proceeded to clean up the mess, he kept up a running
commentary about what had just happened, and then started telling me a little
about the basics of sex, which I absorbed like a sponge.
After he was done, I followed him back into the living room where he
lifted me back up on his lap, and then proceeded to diddle me again while I sat
there in complete ecstasy with my arms wrapped around his neck.
Again, I thought that I was in absolute heaven sitting on his now naked
lap while I felt his big hand make my sexual feelings again soar up higher than a
kite.
I even remembered back when Julie had diddled me, but this was quite
different. This was my own daddy diddling me now as I felt my whole body just
seemed to glow with a sexual excitement that I had never known before.
Soon my feelings soared so much that I felt myself go into another one of
those real fantastic orgasms, and as soon as I could talk again, I whispered,
"More."
This time I spread my legs real wide apart as I tried to watch his big
fingers pressing against my vulva in such a way as to give me maximum pleasure.
I just couldn't believe just how happy I was to finally feel daddy diddling
me just like what I had been dreaming about for the last several months.
He finally got me so high that I even squealed quite loudly as I watched
his fingers finally bring me on up into yet another orgasm.
After I had recovered, I very happily kissed his face all over again as I
repeatedly said, "I love you daddy."
Finally, after I had calmed back down, I felt him pick me up and carry me
into my bedroom where he laid me down on my bed and said, "Maybe we can do
more of this again when mom is gone next time. How would you like that?"
I lifted myself up and wrapped my arms around him as I said, "Oh daddy,
I can hardly wait."
After he left my bedroom, I had hardly started to think about what we
had just done to each other, when I suddenly opened my eyes and realized that it
was morning already.
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The next Wednesday, just as soon as I heard mom's car back out of the
driveway, I looked at dad and he looked at me with a funny little grin, which
made me ask, "Can we both take our baths together?"
The next thing I knew, we were both taking off our clothes and then dad
led me into his and mom's shower.
I remember dad's penis looked like a big long shaft and seemed as hard as
a rock as he got in first. Then I got in. The next thing I knew, he had soaped up
my hair, and after he had washed it, he let me try to soap up his whole body while
I felt his big soapy hands soaping up my body also.
Then as I tried to wash his big dick with my soapy hands, I felt one of his
soapy hands slide down in-between my butt cheeks and rub against my anus
while I felt his other hand slide right in-between my legs and rub back and forth
against my vulva.
There I found myself being molested in the most awesome way that I
could ever imagine as I held onto his very hard dick for dear life.
OH! I really squealed as I just writhed all around feeling all of my most
private areas being so wonderfully invaded by dad's big soapy fingers.
After a while I finally felt my legs just give way from underneath me as
dad just held me there until I had finally recovered again from my most
wonderful ordeal.
Finally, after a long while of having fun in the shower, we finally got out
and dried ourselves.
He then picked me up and carried me on into my own bedroom where he
laid me down on my bed and got his head in-between my legs.
At first I didn't know what he was going to do as he made me spread my
legs way up and out to accommodate him.
The next thing that I knew, I felt both his big wet mouth and tongue right
against my vulva. So for the next little while, I thought that I was in absolute
sexual heaven as I felt both his big wet mouth and tongue slip and slide all over
my vulva down there - giving me the most awesome sexual feelings like I had
never felt before.
Soon he had my sexual feelings up so great that I quickly went into an
orgasm as I squealed and bucked all around from all of those wild sexual feelings
that he was giving me.
I don't remember just how many orgasms he had given me, but it felt so
good that I finally felt myself swoon somewhere along the way, and the next
thing that I knew, he was cuddling me on his lap as he sat on the edge of my bed.
There I stayed, kissing him for a long while as I pondered just what he had
just done to me.
After a while, as I felt his big hard penis pushing up against me, I thought
about what it would be like to do that to him also.
As I thought about how naughty it would be to actually have his great big
penis inside my mouth, I then thought about how that funny looking liquid that
he called cum would affect me if he squirted it into my mouth. So I asked, "Is the
cum that you squirt out poisonous?"
I heard him reply, "Oh no, it's as pure as mother's milk. That's the stuff
that has all of the little sperm in it that makes women have babies just like we had
you."
Hearing that it gave women babies, I wasn't so sure about how it would
affect me, so I asked, "Would it give me a baby?" "Oh no, you're way too young
for that yet. You have to start having your periods first before you'll be old
enough to have a baby."
I was confused now, so I asked, "What's a period?" But then I heard him
reply, "You mean that your mother hasn't told you about that yet?" I very
confusingly replied, "No." He then went on to tell me all about menstruations,
women's eggs, and how babies were made. After he was through, I then asked,
"Can I make you feel real good just like you made me feel real good?"
I watched as he looked at me with a shocked expression on his face but
didn't say anything as I slid off of his lap and knelt down in-between his legs.
There it was - his great big hard manly penis looking straight at me as I
pondered all of the possibilities of actually putting it into my mouth. I knew that
if I did, he would certainly squirt all of that cum of his right into my mouth, but
then, I remembered that he said that it really wouldn't hurt me.
As I remembered just what he had done to me with his mouth, I knew that
I really wanted to do the same for him and make him feel just as good as he made
me feel. Then as I still saw his great big thing still staring at me, I wrapped my
hand around it in order to hold it steady as I lowered my mouth on down over the
head of it.
I found that it was really quite large and I had to really open my mouth
quite wide just to get the head of it inside my mouth comfortably.
Then as I ran my tongue all around and sucked on it while feeling the real
soft strange texture of the outside of it inside my mouth, I felt daddy's fingers
very softly run all through my hair.
I guess that I had it in my mouth for only just a few seconds when I felt
him tense up just before I then felt a whole bunch of his cum hit the back of my
throat.
It took me so completely by surprise that I even choked on it as I felt even
more and more of his cum kept on shooting into my mouth.
Of course I knew he was going to do this, but right now, it seemed to me
that it was getting way out of hand as I felt his stuff very quickly fill up my
whole mouth and then start running back out.
But then I realized just what kind of pleasure I must have been giving my
own daddy and that made me feel that I was doing something really extra special
for him, and that made me think that it was really a whole lot of fun for me to do
this for him also.
After he had finished shooting all of his cum into my mouth I tried to
swallow what was left inside my mouth as I kept on sucking on his penis until I
felt it start to go soft again.
I finally lifted my head away and smiled at him as I heard him say,
"Ohmygod, ohmygod, Laura! I can't believe this! Oh sweetie you shouldn't have
done that. Ohmygod!"
I guess that he was really quite shocked that I would actually do that to
him, and as I stood back up, I heard him say, "Oh look at you! Oh you look so
sexy with all of my cum all over your face. But you better go into the bathroom
and wash it off though."
After I came back into the bedroom, I heard daddy say, "Just stand there
for a moment." I did just as he asked, and then a moment later I heard him say,
"You know I've never really known before just how sexy you look without your
clothes on until now. Wow, you look absolutely gorgeous."
After hearing those words, I felt myself blush as I ran to get back on his
lap.
We continued to kiss each other as I felt his hand fondle me all over my
body until it finally came to rest again in-between my legs, but he just held me
there like that as we kissed more.
Soon, I could feel his penis slowly get hard again, and soon after, he laid
me down on my bed in the opposite direction that he laid down.
As I felt his head go in-between my legs, I realized that I once again was
going to have that thrill of feeling him lick my vulva once more.
As I felt the ecstasy of his warm wet mouth and tongue again exploring all
over my vulva, I saw his very hard penis right there before my face.
As I remembered my earlier experience of sucking on it, I knew that I
should do something for my daddy also. I knew that I really liked the weird way
that it felt inside my mouth, so knowing more on what to expect now, I again put
my mouth over the head of his penis, and there we were, doing each other at the
same time.
Oh that felt so wild that I just couldn't believe that I was actually doing
daddy at the same time that he was doing me. This, I thought, had to be the
epitome of pure unadulterated sex. But little did I know what more there was to
come in the future.
He very soon had me feeling sexually higher than a kite and about to go
into a most wonderful orgasm when I felt him finally shoot his cum right into my
mouth, but this time I was able to swallow most of it even as I felt him bring me
on up into one of the best orgasms ever.
When I recovered, I found that I still had his big penis in my mouth while
I felt his mouth and tongue still working on my vulva, and soon after, I felt him
bring me rapidly on up into another orgasm.
I just laid there enjoying all that he was doing to me as I felt all of the
wonderful sexual feelings that he was giving me as I felt myself roll from one
orgasm on into another until all too sadly, he had to finally lift his mouth away.
Afterwards, as he held me in his lap, he explained even more about sex to
me as I asked him many more questions.
By the time that he finally put me to bed, I realized that I was now deeply
and madly in love with him - not just as father and daughter, but now as lovers.
Because he seemed to now very well satisfy that special sexual urge that I had
inside of me, that urge that had been growing and growing inside of me ever since
I was a small little girl. That urge that I knew would soon drive me crazy if I
couldn't have him as a regular partner in sex.
I first learned just how valuable it was to have a loving partner to have sex
with when I had my experimentations with Julie. After Julie left, daddy seemed
to be the perfect one for me because he was, of course, my daddy; and I both
trusted and loved him more than anybody in the whole world.
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I knew that during the normal times of the day, I had to act as if he were
my father, but during those other times, the times when we were all alone
together, he became my secret lover.
Quite often besides just having our weekly session together, he would
make excuses to take me somewhere, and we'd wind up in the back of his van in
some out of the way place, and have sex with each other.
One time I asked him, "Daddy, why do you prefer to have sex with me
more than mother when you can have sexual intercourse with her?" He replied, "I
guess it's because you're so... Oh how can I explain it... Maybe it's just because
you're so much more sexy and much more spontaneous and responsive in your
actions, and maybe it's because you are still just a little kid yet. Heck, you like to
do and try more things and have more fun at it... Heck, I don't know - I just
can't explain it... I guess that it's because you're just so much more fun to have
sex with. Heck, I've done things with you that your mother finds really quite
disgusting, and best of all, I love you more than life it's self."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
As daddy and I continued to have our little sexual adventures with each
other, I realized that each time that I played with his hard penis, I wished more
and more that I could put it where it really belonged. But my hymen still blocked
my vagina. But then, I knew that I was going to have to break through it someday
anyway, so I decided, why not now?
I tried breaking through it with my finger, but it hurt so much that I
figured that about the only way to do it was to just ram something through it.
So as I looked around the house for a suitable tool to do that with, I found
a bunch of mother's tapered candles in a drawer.
Then one day when both of them were out, I went into the bathroom and
sat on the edge of the toilet seat and positioned the end of my selected candle
against my hymen where I thought was about the center of my vagina. I then
gritted my teeth and gave a quick push.
Of course, I felt the sudden pain and stinging sensation just as I had
suspected as I realized that I had actually broken through. But then it was just a
small hole, and I knew that I would have to enlarge it much more if I expected
daddy's penis to fit into it.
Just then I had a bright idea. First, I cleaned up the blood from my first
try, and then I went into the kitchen and used the stove and a knife to round out
the base of the candle where it was real thick, and then I went back into the
bathroom.
Once more I sat on the edge of the toilet seat and shoved the base of the
candle up into my vagina.
Oh Gads, did it hurt, and after I took the candle out, the area all around
my vagina really stung for a while. But there was only just a little bleeding just
like the first time.
I decided to leave things be for the time being until the next night when I
went in to take my bath.
After I had taken my clothes off, I sat on the edge of the tub and probed
the area with my finger. I was really quite amazed that I no longer had that real
sensitive spot on me to worry about anymore, and in it's place, I could actually
feel my finger go all the way inside of me as far as I could get it.
In doing so, I now received brand new sexual sensations from my finger
inside my vagina that were now really quite pleasant. So I decided to take my
bath and hurry on to bed.
There in the comfort and confines of my own bed, I spread my legs apart
and diddled myself, that is; putting a finger on top of my clit and lightly
massaged it as I pressed down on it, I could then bring myself right on up into a
real good feeling.
After I did that, I moved my finger on down and was surprised that my
finger went very freely right on into that very warm wet hole that I now had
inside me.
As I pushed my finger on in, I was met by a very pleasurable sensation,
and as I probed my finger all around inside of me, I found that trying to curl my
finger up a little and using the palm of my hand on my clit, it all felt really quite
pleasurable. So I found that by moving my finger in and out of my vagina while
moving the palm of my hand against my clit, I eventually brought myself up into a
very nice orgasm.
It felt so good that I did it twice more while dreaming that daddy was
doing it to me, before I finally rolled over and went to sleep.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The next night was daddy's and my special night together. Oh if mother
only knew just what we were doing together while she was out playing bridge
with her women friends.
When I heard mother's car leave the driveway, daddy and I both got
undressed and had our shower together.
Oh I loved feeling my soapy body rub against daddy's soapy body as we
both explored each other all over, giving and receiving special sensations with
each other until we just had to get out of the shower and dry off so that we could
go into my bedroom and have more fun sex with each other.
As he put his hand in-between my outstretched legs, I saw the surprise on
daddy's face as I felt his big finger slip right into my vagina.
He was really quite surprised as he asked, "Did you break through your
hymen?" I giggled, "Yes," and then I felt his finger slowly start to enter me.
Because his finger was so much bigger than mine, I felt it go way up
inside me. But finally he stopped when he got his finger in as far as it would go,
and then I felt him finger-fuck me just like I had done to myself the night before.
That's what he called it.
Because it was daddy doing it to me, it felt ever so much better because I
could feel myself all nicely cuddled up on his lap while I had my arms wrapped
around his neck as he gave me all sorts of sexual sensations with his hand and
finger like I had never felt before.
I felt him bring me up into an orgasm three times while I squealed and
wiggled all around in absolute ecstasy while I gripped his neck with all my
strength.
After he finally stopped, I said, "Wow daddy, that was really lots of fun.
Why don't you try to get your big penis into me now?"
As I saw him just lay there on the bed in shock, I reached into the drawer
and got the lubricant that he had given me, and then I straddled him.
First, I gave his hard penis a good coating of the lubricant. But then I
found that his dick stuck way too far up into the air. So I had to stand up and
then sort of squat down on it in order to get it into me.
As I lowered myself, I felt the head of his penis stretch my vagina way
out until I felt like maybe I really was still too small for him yet.
But then I felt his penis finally slide on into me. But I had to take it very
easy as I felt his huge dick just seem to fill me way up as I felt it go way up inside
of me more and more until I felt myself finally just sitting there on him did I
realize that it was finally all the way inside of me. But his dick felt so large that it
felt like it was actually hitting way up against my stomach.
Oh wow, this was really something to find myself seemingly now impaled
on top of daddy with his huge penis all the way up inside of me like that. But
then as I started moving myself all around, I could actually feel his huge penis
moving all around inside of me.
By now, I was so dazed with my own sexual feelings and with what I had
just done, that I just laid down on top of him.
From there, I could feel his big hands grasp my bottom and start moving
me back and forth on his penis.
Each time, I could feel his penis go way up into me, giving me all sorts of
wild sexual feelings as I could also feel my clit rubbing up against him - making it
feel really good.
It didn't take long before I found myself really squealing in absolute
ecstasy as I felt myself rapidly heading towards a most awesome orgasm.
As it hit me, I could feel muscles way down inside of my vagina ripple
right against his great big penis, and then I felt him sort of freeze up just as I felt
his cum shoot way up inside of me over and over again while I felt him trying to
ram his penis even more into me each time.
But all too soon and also very disappointedly, it was now all over as I
found myself lying exhausted on top of daddy just like a wet dishrag.
I guess that I must have laid there for quite a while before I finally felt his
dick shrivel back up and the tension of my vaginal walls shoved it back out of me.
As I continued to lay there, I realized that daddy had just fucked me just
like he must have fucked mother in order to make me, and at that moment I
believed that I now loved daddy even more than ever.
We finally made a mad dash to the bathroom, and daddy helped me to
clean out all the cum that was leaking back out of my vagina, and then I helped
him clean the mess off of his penis.
By now, I was so happy and ecstatic that after we got back on my bed, I
sucked on his penis in order to try to make it hard again so that he could do that
to me again.
After sucking on it for a long time, I finally had it hard enough again, and
I laid down on the bed and had him get on top of me.
Wow! I now sort of had the feeling like I was now being raped by him as
I felt his large body laying down on top of me while he rammed his huge penis
into me over and over as I could feel the weight of his body laying quite heavily
on me as I felt him bring me right on up into three more fantastic orgasms before I
felt him finally shoot his seed into me once again.
Afterwards, he didn't stop fucking me until his dick finally went soft and
slipped back out of me again.
Wowee! When he was finally through, I now knew just what sex was all
about, and I was now more completely in love with daddy than ever before,
almost to the exclusion of mom. All she thought was that I just had a crush on my
father and that I would soon outgrow it.
But, as time slipped by, we continued to have sex with each other every
chance that we could get.
Wow, if mom only knew just what daddy and I were doing together, she
would have probably killed both of us.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
And so went my childhood with daddy. But he knew that he was going to
eventually lose me someday.
Yes, I met my true love in college, and we dated for about a year never
letting him touch me except for some heavy petting.
On the eve of my wedding day, I had daddy fuck me for the last time just
for old time's sake and for the very last time in our long twelve-year romance.
As we were being married, my husband-to-be thought that he was actually
getting a sweet innocent virgin - a woman of purity. Oh how he would so quickly
know just what I was.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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