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This is a story from my teens. Many coincidences led to a very special experience with Him, my father. None of us would have seen it coming and would never believe it would happen, but it did. If he hadn't been in that bicycle accident I would never have had to care for him as I did for a brief period of time. With bandaged hands, stiches and some titanium in his under arm he was more or less helpless and totally dependent of my care. The doctor had estimated 2 weeks until the stitches could be removed and potentially even more for the fractures to heal. Mom had passed away some years ago and I had no siblings, so we were a tight family my step father and I. He had moved to us when I was only 2 years old, so he was as much of a father as one could be.
The first night he was home I had to cook for him. He thanked me and said I had done really good. He probably lied, we both knew my experience in cooking was almost zero, the spoiled k** I was. It became clear that he couldn't undress by himself and neither brush his teeth. As I prepared him for bed I removed the clothing the nurses had put on him earlier that day. I unbuttoned his light blue jeans. Standing before him I looked at his strong legs and the bulge in his underwear. I pulled his t-shirt above his head, feeling some of his strong upper body under my hands. He didn't say much, maybe he was still dazed from the painkillers he had gotten. He needed to pee and I helped him pull down his underwear before he sat down. I caught a glimpse of his long and thick penis and the trimmed hair around it, shocked from realizing he was so aware of his genitals. I heard the streaming piss as he relaxed. We both giggled from the sound. I wondered if he would ask me to wipe it afterwards, but he luckily never did, it would have been so embarrassing I thought at the time. He asked me to bring his bath robe before he tiredly wondered off to get some well needed sleep.
When I lay in my bed that night I thought about him sexually for the first time ever as I pleased myself. With my fingers rubbing my fanny I thought about his masculine body and what was beneath his underwear. After the intense orgasm I slept deep.
He found it entertaining to be spoiled by me as I served him breakfast. He gave me cheerful comments as I hurried around the kitchen. I wondered if he had ever thought about me sexually, if he found me attractive. I still wore my sleeping t-shirt that was quite short and revealed much of my butt. Sometimes the last year it had felt like he liked looking at it, but I was not sure if it was my imagination, probably it was. He dated women from time to time. Many of them really beautiful, not as slim and small chested as I. I also recalled the times I had heard him having sex. Hearing his and the women's moans as they enjoyed each other was exciting to a young girl. Dad was so soft and caring, surely he must be a great lover. I blushed as I woke from my thoughts. He could see I had something on my mind. When he asked me what it was I just made something up that sounded assuring.
Back from school I found him watching TV. He seemed to be in a good mood as he asked me about my day in school. Still in his bathing robe he asked me if I could help him get dressed. He really needed to get some fresh air and wondering around the neighborhood in a robe wouldn't be propitiate we agreed. In his closet he showed me some clothing. Jokingly he said that his nurse should be careful as he dropped his robe standing with his back towards me. On with his clothing and he was ready for a walk. After half an hour he was back. It was hot outside so he was a bit sweaty from the short escape from the house. The smell of sweat became apparent after dinner. In fact he hadn't showered since the accident. I informed him about the situation and he blamed this on the challenge to shower in his state. The bandage shouldn't get wet and he couldn’t turn on the water. So we faced the next challenge of nakedness. Again I undressed my helpless dad in the bathroom. I turned on the water for him and he walked into the spacious shower. He moaned from ecstasy as he embraced the hot water. I waited outside the shower niche, not knowing what to do. We both knew that water only wouldn't clean him, he would have to be soaped. He apologized for the situation and asked if I could help him. Even though it felt awkward I was a bit curious. Do as much as you can stand. It was about deciding between the embarrassment of washing your father or the stench of filthy unclean dad. He had to be cleaned several times during the coming 2 weeks. Why delay it. I commanded him up against the wall, which was easy with his arms already raised to not get wet. It was easiest to start with his hair. Then his wide back, armpits and shoulders. So far nothing bad. It hastily cleaned his butt and the back of his legs and his calves. He lifted his feet so I could clean them one at a time. Now came the challenge. Should I ask him to turn around or stand behind him? I reach around him and cleaned his chest, feeling his strong pecs under my tiny hands as he moaned like he enjoyed the process. Going downwards over his abs and towards his crotch I stopped to collect more soap. He complimented me on my touch. I didn't need to if it felt wrong he said, but that I should be thorough to not have to do it again soon. It felt wrong, but somehow I decided to do it. Also I was curious for touching it. He turned against and smiled at me. "No one needs to know", he said. Know what, I wondered? I carefully applied the soap to the area around his penis. He helped me by parting his legs a bit, allowing me to rub his groin. His penis looked even bigger than before, like a thick sausage, darker than the rest of his skin. I felt his glare, staring at me as I kept working, not daring to look him in his eyes. Maybe I heard him sigh as I touched his big ball sack, thinking it may be a bad idea finishing with the most intimate part, making it an even bigger deal than it was. Quickly I finished with his shaft, not really knowing how to do it most effectively. It was heavy and felt wonderful to touch. I even felt a tingle in my fanny. When I was done washing him I was sure his penis had inflated more. He thanked me and asked me to turn on the water again as he turned away from me. He stood there for a good while and I stood frozen in the bathroom. Not the bath robe again, it is too hot. Instead he wanted to get some clothing. But first I was to dry him with the towel. I was glad to help him with that, feeling my confidence grow. "You are getting spa treatment here, what is the pay?", I asked, trying to joke away the tension as I dried him. T-shirt and boxers was his choice of clothing.
It was intimate to feed him, sitting so close watching him open his mouth and chew. Maybe I could kiss him, in another life. When I later had to brush his teeth I was sure he looked down on my developing breast peeking out as I leaned forward. I was wearing a loose fitting tank top and no bra since I had lied in my bed when I again called for me, his maid. Finally I helped him take a piss, this time taking a sheet of paper proactively to wipe him clean. He thanked me again as I touched his penis. Finally he embraced me and said I had done great and how much he loved me. We held on to the hug longer than usual and he broke it by giving me a kiss on the cheek. My heart pounded as I again lay in my bed thinking of him.
Same procedure next day. I fed him, dressed him and helped him in the bathroom. Was it only me or did I feel a tension in the air. I was a mess, not being able to stop thinking of him. Oh daddy. He said l looked wonderful as I hurried away for school. I cancelled my workout plans to able to help him, my proposal to also skip school had been ignored, he assured me he would be okay without me after I prepared some food he could eat without hands and dressed him in his robe again.
Later that evening when had eaten and watched some TV I asked if he needed to shower again, I promised him it wouldn't be any trouble and that I would do anything for him, which was true. After reassuring himself I really had no issue with it we again went to the bathroom. He dropped the robe and walked into the streaming water. I listened and decided to be bold. I removed my skirt, my blouse, untied my white bra and took of my underwear to. Either he would accept it or be mad at me doing this. He had of coarse seen me naked before, but that was a few years ago. I was still in my puberty and not as developed as many other in my age but at least my breast had begun to rise and my pubic hair had grown somewhat even though I preferred to keep it shaven. I was skinny but had a very well-shaped butt. I untied my long blond hair from its a crest and walked in as he called for me. He had already turned away and didn't realize I was naked until I stepped into the streaming water that otherwise would have made me wet. I said I also needed to shower and that this would me the most effective way and do it at the same time. He asked if it was really a good idea to shower with your father. Having me naked behind him must have made him nervous. I began shampooing his hair before taking care of my own. No one said anything as I rinsed off our foamy hair with the loose nostril. Off with the water again and time for shower gel. I heard his breathing and watched his chest rise. This time I spent more time on each body part as I washed him more thoroughly. I brushed his balls accidently when my hands worked his inner thighs. When I was done with his backside I moved around him. He looked scared when he glanced down my naked body and into my studying eyes. Maybe he noticed my stiff nipples crowning my breasts and the mound of my female parts. Did he realize I was clean shaven, did he prefer hair or no hair? Again he asked if this was really a good idea. "Don't worry daddy, it is no big deal", I reassured him. I loved feeling his strong and hairy chest under my hands. His thick penis hovered below and I let my hands massage the surrounding areas of his hips, lower stomach and upper thighs. He was surely being aroused now. He had trouble standing relaxed, like he was itching or so. "Please, I don't know honey.", he begged and again he looked at my breast. I paused and added more soap and applied it onto myself. I loved seeing him look at me as I fondled my breasts and washed my genital, his eyes looking nervous and hungry. His penis was even larger now, standing out semi erect. It was huge, the biggest I had seen, his glans appearing through his foreskin. "I am so sorry baby, it is just a reflex, it doesn't mean anything." he started to turn away. I am not finished I said as I was done with myself. "It is so big daddy, I never knew." I grabbed for his cock and massaged it and his balls with the soap. He gasped as I made a jerking motion with his now hard cock in my hand. I kept jerking it since he didn't object. It must have been a good 20 cm and thicker than I ever felt. Now he begged me to stop and I asked if he didn't like it as he pushed me away. He just said it was wrong and I felt embarrassed and humiliated as he commanded me to turn on the water again. His cock was still standing rock hard as the foam rinsed of him. Again he looked at my body and I asked if he found me attractive. He didn't respond and I now realized I had been such a fool. I felt so bad and couldn't hold back my tears. What an idiot I was to step over the line that far. I run over to my room and laid in my bed crying.
A short while later he appeared in the doorway dressed in his bath robe. I understood he saw right up my ass and labia since I lay there naked, but I didn't care now with my eyes just drying up from the recent tears. He didn't say anything for a while, neither did I, not daring to break the silence. Finally he said he was sorry to make me sad. "It felt very good, and you are so immensely beautiful. But still I am your father." I felt him sit down on the bed and put a bandaged hand on my back. Any comfort felt good at this moment. He told me he wouldn't had hesitated if I had not been his daughter. Goose bumps spread over my butt and back which he noticed. "Come, you are freezing." I sat up on the side in his lap and we held on to each other. He caressed me the best he could in his condition. After a while I felt his erection press under his robe and it caused me to shiver from the feeling I got inside me as my pussy contracted. I moved in his lap, feeling the hard thing pressing into me, desperately trying to spring free. He must of course be frustrated, not only from my misguided help but also from not being able to relieve himself for some time. He smelled my newly washed hair, just behind my ear which sent another chilling sensation down my neck. My hand found its way into his robe where it again felt his chest, now hot from the shower. This time he took the initiative and moved me slightly so he could open up his robe. His cock sprang loose and it's throbbing head poked straight towards me. I was getting wet and would have sat on it if he'd made the slightest command, to feel his large manhood inside me even though the size intimidated me somewhat. Slowly my hand closed in on it again and he didn't protest this time. Sitting in his lap I jerked him slowly. He moaned of pleasure. "Don't stop", he whispered. In a few moments his hot semen pumped up in long strings over my thighs and stomach, I was thrilled about the force feeling his whole body contract under me. He excused for all the mess he caused asking me to get some tissue paper and as I also felt the tickling sensation as the cum flow slowly over my skin so I hurried away to the bathroom where I quickly wiped most of it off. The smell was strong and I wondered what it would taste. I hurried back with more paper and began wiping him clean. His penis had started to shrunk but was still swollen. He joked that if you make a mess you have to clean after yourself. After I was done I didn’t really know what to do, if he wanted me to go or if I could stay. I lay down in the bed beside him and caressed him. When I became to intimate he said that it was no good idea and that it was time to go to sleep. He was of coarse right but I felt like something I thought I had so quickly slipped away. Feeling discarded I walked away to prepare for bed. Even though I felt immensely unsatisfied and had been soaking wet during the act I felt too empty to feel the mood now.
The coming day which was a Saturday I felt how he avoided me and how the special mood he had been in was gone. It was clear that he surely did regret what we did the previous day. I tried to be helpful and to cheer him up but everything was just so effective and stressful. I was polite and always thanked me as I helped him throughout the day but that was it. We went to the supermarket by the mall to shop some groceries and the pressed me in the role as mother of the house with recipes for the dishes I would have to cook for us. Adjacent to the grocery store was a big shopping store with all sorts of clothes. I said I wanted to go there to shop some clothing I needed. He was kind to follow even though I knew he was like most men or fathers in that sense. Usually I did this by myself with my pocket money. At the lingerie section I took a set of sexy underwear, white lace strings and a matching see through bra. He looked at me with a frown or curious look – I couldn’t tell. I said I would have to wait and try it on at home after I had bought it since the seal would be broken then. They were exclusive and more expensive than I would usually buy to myself but luckily he offered to pay for them as long as we could get away from here and head home with all the food.
Back at our air condition home we cooked food together in that sense that he told me what to do like a living recipe book. It cheered him up a bit and we had a few good laughs as he told me that we should be happy if we survived the meal. As I prepared the meat I was to rinse the piece from tendons and fat, something I had never done before and useless as I was at cooking I couldn’t not follow his command of how to do it. So he had to stand behind me showing with his bandage hands how to work the meat with the knife. Feeling his warmth as he leaned over me was wonderful and again he smelled my hair. Leaning over the bench I curved my back inwards pushing my butt back. He flinched as my butt pressed into his bulge but he did nothing to avoid it. After that he spent a lot of the cooking behind me and I brushed into him more and more frequent. As I had suspected his bulge was building up which I saw as I wandered to the fridge to collect some vegetables. I knew how to chop tomatoes but anyway he choose to stand behind me, pushing his potential erection into my butt. “Do you like it daddy”, I asked smiling over my shoulder and paused before I added “to see me cook I mean”. He didn’t answer but asked me to pour some wine for him and I filled a glass almost full and gave him a large zip. Shortly after the food was ready and we ate together with me feeding him as usual.
He needed to pee and I joined him to the toilet on the bottom floor. Before helping him I pulled down my skirt and underwear and sat on the toilet. My piss sprayed the surface and I sighed from relief. He watched me wipe my newly shaven fanny before I pulled up my clothing again and then pulled down his shorts and boxers revealing his fine manhood. When he was done I grabbed his penis and wiped him by pulling back his foreskin. “Okay, done”, he commanded in a soft but stern voice smiling.
We watched a movie together later on and we sat on each corner of the sofa. By now he had finished his second glass of wine by my hand.. I asked if he could cuddle with me warming me. He knew I was often cold and it was not the first time I had asked for the favor even though tonight was different, we both knew that. After a while when he had warmed me I said he wished he didn’t have his bandages so he could feel my soft skin and caress me properly. I went to his bedroom and brought his big bed cover. I also put on my new lingerie hoping he would accept it. When I did a pirouette for him, showing my almost visible butt and asked “am I pretty daddy?” he responded “You are so beautiful honey, please help me with these” as he scanned me with hungry eyes. I took of his t-shirt and shorts and we lay down under the cover. I asked if he could feel my soft skin and he said he could. Now it was hard for the both of us to focus on the movie. He kissed my neck and I purred cuddling closer feeling his hot body and crotch warming me. His big erection pressed into my butt and he made rocking motions to increase his pleasure and I pressed back and rubbed myself on him. My hand reached behind and I squeezed his hard shaft through the fabric before taking his boxers of. I kissed his neck and chest and started jerking his big cock listening to his moans. I sat in his lap, straddling him, rubbing my womb over him. To make him want me more I laid down on my stomach in the sofa and lifted my delicate butt high and partied my legs. I just wanted him to fuck me now and my pussy was soaking wet. I turned over on my back and trickle off my new set underwear and lay on my back. “Please take me” I begged him. He leaned over me and kissed my breast and I cried out in lust when he sucked my pink long nipples. “We shouldn’t” I heard him say between his feast on my body. I began rubbing my glistering pussy with his long penis hovering over the entrance. I saw him being teared between two sides. Not caring about the consequences I directed his cock towards my slit by pulling it. He carefully pushed and I felt his swollen glans enter me. The feeling surprised me, not having experienced such size before. Thankfully I was very wet and his slow progress to fill me up went smoothly without pain as he impaled me deeper and deeper. Between his familiar moans he commented on my tight pussy. His heavy body weighted me down and my arms embraced his wide shoulders while he slammed root down into my pelvis creating a smacking sound. It was clear that his hands bothered him and after a while he sat up and asked me to straddle him sitting in the sofa. I stood beside his thigs and sat down directing his throbbing cock into me once again. Sitting face to face we couldn’t resist the kiss that followed from me riding him with my hands around his neck. The kiss made the pleasure even stronger and I felt my orgasm coming and intensified my tempo. He cried out that we was coming and I replied he could come inside of me. We came simultaneously and I realized I screamed out my orgasm like I had never done before rubbing my cunt over his crotch with all of him inside me. His large load pumped into me as our tongues swirled around each other. When our orgasms evened out I just sat on top of him breathing heavily. Slowly I felt him shrunk within me and we both slowly came back to reality. “That was the best orgasm I ever had”, he said. He lay down and I followed on top of him and pulled the cover over us. I could have slept there feeling the warmth of our naked bodies and the satisfaction of the strong orgasm. I loved him more than I ever had, but saying it would be too much, afraid as I was to spoil the moment.
End of first part. After I have wrote the next part it will be published.
The first night he was home I had to cook for him. He thanked me and said I had done really good. He probably lied, we both knew my experience in cooking was almost zero, the spoiled k** I was. It became clear that he couldn't undress by himself and neither brush his teeth. As I prepared him for bed I removed the clothing the nurses had put on him earlier that day. I unbuttoned his light blue jeans. Standing before him I looked at his strong legs and the bulge in his underwear. I pulled his t-shirt above his head, feeling some of his strong upper body under my hands. He didn't say much, maybe he was still dazed from the painkillers he had gotten. He needed to pee and I helped him pull down his underwear before he sat down. I caught a glimpse of his long and thick penis and the trimmed hair around it, shocked from realizing he was so aware of his genitals. I heard the streaming piss as he relaxed. We both giggled from the sound. I wondered if he would ask me to wipe it afterwards, but he luckily never did, it would have been so embarrassing I thought at the time. He asked me to bring his bath robe before he tiredly wondered off to get some well needed sleep.
When I lay in my bed that night I thought about him sexually for the first time ever as I pleased myself. With my fingers rubbing my fanny I thought about his masculine body and what was beneath his underwear. After the intense orgasm I slept deep.
He found it entertaining to be spoiled by me as I served him breakfast. He gave me cheerful comments as I hurried around the kitchen. I wondered if he had ever thought about me sexually, if he found me attractive. I still wore my sleeping t-shirt that was quite short and revealed much of my butt. Sometimes the last year it had felt like he liked looking at it, but I was not sure if it was my imagination, probably it was. He dated women from time to time. Many of them really beautiful, not as slim and small chested as I. I also recalled the times I had heard him having sex. Hearing his and the women's moans as they enjoyed each other was exciting to a young girl. Dad was so soft and caring, surely he must be a great lover. I blushed as I woke from my thoughts. He could see I had something on my mind. When he asked me what it was I just made something up that sounded assuring.
Back from school I found him watching TV. He seemed to be in a good mood as he asked me about my day in school. Still in his bathing robe he asked me if I could help him get dressed. He really needed to get some fresh air and wondering around the neighborhood in a robe wouldn't be propitiate we agreed. In his closet he showed me some clothing. Jokingly he said that his nurse should be careful as he dropped his robe standing with his back towards me. On with his clothing and he was ready for a walk. After half an hour he was back. It was hot outside so he was a bit sweaty from the short escape from the house. The smell of sweat became apparent after dinner. In fact he hadn't showered since the accident. I informed him about the situation and he blamed this on the challenge to shower in his state. The bandage shouldn't get wet and he couldn’t turn on the water. So we faced the next challenge of nakedness. Again I undressed my helpless dad in the bathroom. I turned on the water for him and he walked into the spacious shower. He moaned from ecstasy as he embraced the hot water. I waited outside the shower niche, not knowing what to do. We both knew that water only wouldn't clean him, he would have to be soaped. He apologized for the situation and asked if I could help him. Even though it felt awkward I was a bit curious. Do as much as you can stand. It was about deciding between the embarrassment of washing your father or the stench of filthy unclean dad. He had to be cleaned several times during the coming 2 weeks. Why delay it. I commanded him up against the wall, which was easy with his arms already raised to not get wet. It was easiest to start with his hair. Then his wide back, armpits and shoulders. So far nothing bad. It hastily cleaned his butt and the back of his legs and his calves. He lifted his feet so I could clean them one at a time. Now came the challenge. Should I ask him to turn around or stand behind him? I reach around him and cleaned his chest, feeling his strong pecs under my tiny hands as he moaned like he enjoyed the process. Going downwards over his abs and towards his crotch I stopped to collect more soap. He complimented me on my touch. I didn't need to if it felt wrong he said, but that I should be thorough to not have to do it again soon. It felt wrong, but somehow I decided to do it. Also I was curious for touching it. He turned against and smiled at me. "No one needs to know", he said. Know what, I wondered? I carefully applied the soap to the area around his penis. He helped me by parting his legs a bit, allowing me to rub his groin. His penis looked even bigger than before, like a thick sausage, darker than the rest of his skin. I felt his glare, staring at me as I kept working, not daring to look him in his eyes. Maybe I heard him sigh as I touched his big ball sack, thinking it may be a bad idea finishing with the most intimate part, making it an even bigger deal than it was. Quickly I finished with his shaft, not really knowing how to do it most effectively. It was heavy and felt wonderful to touch. I even felt a tingle in my fanny. When I was done washing him I was sure his penis had inflated more. He thanked me and asked me to turn on the water again as he turned away from me. He stood there for a good while and I stood frozen in the bathroom. Not the bath robe again, it is too hot. Instead he wanted to get some clothing. But first I was to dry him with the towel. I was glad to help him with that, feeling my confidence grow. "You are getting spa treatment here, what is the pay?", I asked, trying to joke away the tension as I dried him. T-shirt and boxers was his choice of clothing.
It was intimate to feed him, sitting so close watching him open his mouth and chew. Maybe I could kiss him, in another life. When I later had to brush his teeth I was sure he looked down on my developing breast peeking out as I leaned forward. I was wearing a loose fitting tank top and no bra since I had lied in my bed when I again called for me, his maid. Finally I helped him take a piss, this time taking a sheet of paper proactively to wipe him clean. He thanked me again as I touched his penis. Finally he embraced me and said I had done great and how much he loved me. We held on to the hug longer than usual and he broke it by giving me a kiss on the cheek. My heart pounded as I again lay in my bed thinking of him.
Same procedure next day. I fed him, dressed him and helped him in the bathroom. Was it only me or did I feel a tension in the air. I was a mess, not being able to stop thinking of him. Oh daddy. He said l looked wonderful as I hurried away for school. I cancelled my workout plans to able to help him, my proposal to also skip school had been ignored, he assured me he would be okay without me after I prepared some food he could eat without hands and dressed him in his robe again.
Later that evening when had eaten and watched some TV I asked if he needed to shower again, I promised him it wouldn't be any trouble and that I would do anything for him, which was true. After reassuring himself I really had no issue with it we again went to the bathroom. He dropped the robe and walked into the streaming water. I listened and decided to be bold. I removed my skirt, my blouse, untied my white bra and took of my underwear to. Either he would accept it or be mad at me doing this. He had of coarse seen me naked before, but that was a few years ago. I was still in my puberty and not as developed as many other in my age but at least my breast had begun to rise and my pubic hair had grown somewhat even though I preferred to keep it shaven. I was skinny but had a very well-shaped butt. I untied my long blond hair from its a crest and walked in as he called for me. He had already turned away and didn't realize I was naked until I stepped into the streaming water that otherwise would have made me wet. I said I also needed to shower and that this would me the most effective way and do it at the same time. He asked if it was really a good idea to shower with your father. Having me naked behind him must have made him nervous. I began shampooing his hair before taking care of my own. No one said anything as I rinsed off our foamy hair with the loose nostril. Off with the water again and time for shower gel. I heard his breathing and watched his chest rise. This time I spent more time on each body part as I washed him more thoroughly. I brushed his balls accidently when my hands worked his inner thighs. When I was done with his backside I moved around him. He looked scared when he glanced down my naked body and into my studying eyes. Maybe he noticed my stiff nipples crowning my breasts and the mound of my female parts. Did he realize I was clean shaven, did he prefer hair or no hair? Again he asked if this was really a good idea. "Don't worry daddy, it is no big deal", I reassured him. I loved feeling his strong and hairy chest under my hands. His thick penis hovered below and I let my hands massage the surrounding areas of his hips, lower stomach and upper thighs. He was surely being aroused now. He had trouble standing relaxed, like he was itching or so. "Please, I don't know honey.", he begged and again he looked at my breast. I paused and added more soap and applied it onto myself. I loved seeing him look at me as I fondled my breasts and washed my genital, his eyes looking nervous and hungry. His penis was even larger now, standing out semi erect. It was huge, the biggest I had seen, his glans appearing through his foreskin. "I am so sorry baby, it is just a reflex, it doesn't mean anything." he started to turn away. I am not finished I said as I was done with myself. "It is so big daddy, I never knew." I grabbed for his cock and massaged it and his balls with the soap. He gasped as I made a jerking motion with his now hard cock in my hand. I kept jerking it since he didn't object. It must have been a good 20 cm and thicker than I ever felt. Now he begged me to stop and I asked if he didn't like it as he pushed me away. He just said it was wrong and I felt embarrassed and humiliated as he commanded me to turn on the water again. His cock was still standing rock hard as the foam rinsed of him. Again he looked at my body and I asked if he found me attractive. He didn't respond and I now realized I had been such a fool. I felt so bad and couldn't hold back my tears. What an idiot I was to step over the line that far. I run over to my room and laid in my bed crying.
A short while later he appeared in the doorway dressed in his bath robe. I understood he saw right up my ass and labia since I lay there naked, but I didn't care now with my eyes just drying up from the recent tears. He didn't say anything for a while, neither did I, not daring to break the silence. Finally he said he was sorry to make me sad. "It felt very good, and you are so immensely beautiful. But still I am your father." I felt him sit down on the bed and put a bandaged hand on my back. Any comfort felt good at this moment. He told me he wouldn't had hesitated if I had not been his daughter. Goose bumps spread over my butt and back which he noticed. "Come, you are freezing." I sat up on the side in his lap and we held on to each other. He caressed me the best he could in his condition. After a while I felt his erection press under his robe and it caused me to shiver from the feeling I got inside me as my pussy contracted. I moved in his lap, feeling the hard thing pressing into me, desperately trying to spring free. He must of course be frustrated, not only from my misguided help but also from not being able to relieve himself for some time. He smelled my newly washed hair, just behind my ear which sent another chilling sensation down my neck. My hand found its way into his robe where it again felt his chest, now hot from the shower. This time he took the initiative and moved me slightly so he could open up his robe. His cock sprang loose and it's throbbing head poked straight towards me. I was getting wet and would have sat on it if he'd made the slightest command, to feel his large manhood inside me even though the size intimidated me somewhat. Slowly my hand closed in on it again and he didn't protest this time. Sitting in his lap I jerked him slowly. He moaned of pleasure. "Don't stop", he whispered. In a few moments his hot semen pumped up in long strings over my thighs and stomach, I was thrilled about the force feeling his whole body contract under me. He excused for all the mess he caused asking me to get some tissue paper and as I also felt the tickling sensation as the cum flow slowly over my skin so I hurried away to the bathroom where I quickly wiped most of it off. The smell was strong and I wondered what it would taste. I hurried back with more paper and began wiping him clean. His penis had started to shrunk but was still swollen. He joked that if you make a mess you have to clean after yourself. After I was done I didn’t really know what to do, if he wanted me to go or if I could stay. I lay down in the bed beside him and caressed him. When I became to intimate he said that it was no good idea and that it was time to go to sleep. He was of coarse right but I felt like something I thought I had so quickly slipped away. Feeling discarded I walked away to prepare for bed. Even though I felt immensely unsatisfied and had been soaking wet during the act I felt too empty to feel the mood now.
The coming day which was a Saturday I felt how he avoided me and how the special mood he had been in was gone. It was clear that he surely did regret what we did the previous day. I tried to be helpful and to cheer him up but everything was just so effective and stressful. I was polite and always thanked me as I helped him throughout the day but that was it. We went to the supermarket by the mall to shop some groceries and the pressed me in the role as mother of the house with recipes for the dishes I would have to cook for us. Adjacent to the grocery store was a big shopping store with all sorts of clothes. I said I wanted to go there to shop some clothing I needed. He was kind to follow even though I knew he was like most men or fathers in that sense. Usually I did this by myself with my pocket money. At the lingerie section I took a set of sexy underwear, white lace strings and a matching see through bra. He looked at me with a frown or curious look – I couldn’t tell. I said I would have to wait and try it on at home after I had bought it since the seal would be broken then. They were exclusive and more expensive than I would usually buy to myself but luckily he offered to pay for them as long as we could get away from here and head home with all the food.
Back at our air condition home we cooked food together in that sense that he told me what to do like a living recipe book. It cheered him up a bit and we had a few good laughs as he told me that we should be happy if we survived the meal. As I prepared the meat I was to rinse the piece from tendons and fat, something I had never done before and useless as I was at cooking I couldn’t not follow his command of how to do it. So he had to stand behind me showing with his bandage hands how to work the meat with the knife. Feeling his warmth as he leaned over me was wonderful and again he smelled my hair. Leaning over the bench I curved my back inwards pushing my butt back. He flinched as my butt pressed into his bulge but he did nothing to avoid it. After that he spent a lot of the cooking behind me and I brushed into him more and more frequent. As I had suspected his bulge was building up which I saw as I wandered to the fridge to collect some vegetables. I knew how to chop tomatoes but anyway he choose to stand behind me, pushing his potential erection into my butt. “Do you like it daddy”, I asked smiling over my shoulder and paused before I added “to see me cook I mean”. He didn’t answer but asked me to pour some wine for him and I filled a glass almost full and gave him a large zip. Shortly after the food was ready and we ate together with me feeding him as usual.
He needed to pee and I joined him to the toilet on the bottom floor. Before helping him I pulled down my skirt and underwear and sat on the toilet. My piss sprayed the surface and I sighed from relief. He watched me wipe my newly shaven fanny before I pulled up my clothing again and then pulled down his shorts and boxers revealing his fine manhood. When he was done I grabbed his penis and wiped him by pulling back his foreskin. “Okay, done”, he commanded in a soft but stern voice smiling.
We watched a movie together later on and we sat on each corner of the sofa. By now he had finished his second glass of wine by my hand.. I asked if he could cuddle with me warming me. He knew I was often cold and it was not the first time I had asked for the favor even though tonight was different, we both knew that. After a while when he had warmed me I said he wished he didn’t have his bandages so he could feel my soft skin and caress me properly. I went to his bedroom and brought his big bed cover. I also put on my new lingerie hoping he would accept it. When I did a pirouette for him, showing my almost visible butt and asked “am I pretty daddy?” he responded “You are so beautiful honey, please help me with these” as he scanned me with hungry eyes. I took of his t-shirt and shorts and we lay down under the cover. I asked if he could feel my soft skin and he said he could. Now it was hard for the both of us to focus on the movie. He kissed my neck and I purred cuddling closer feeling his hot body and crotch warming me. His big erection pressed into my butt and he made rocking motions to increase his pleasure and I pressed back and rubbed myself on him. My hand reached behind and I squeezed his hard shaft through the fabric before taking his boxers of. I kissed his neck and chest and started jerking his big cock listening to his moans. I sat in his lap, straddling him, rubbing my womb over him. To make him want me more I laid down on my stomach in the sofa and lifted my delicate butt high and partied my legs. I just wanted him to fuck me now and my pussy was soaking wet. I turned over on my back and trickle off my new set underwear and lay on my back. “Please take me” I begged him. He leaned over me and kissed my breast and I cried out in lust when he sucked my pink long nipples. “We shouldn’t” I heard him say between his feast on my body. I began rubbing my glistering pussy with his long penis hovering over the entrance. I saw him being teared between two sides. Not caring about the consequences I directed his cock towards my slit by pulling it. He carefully pushed and I felt his swollen glans enter me. The feeling surprised me, not having experienced such size before. Thankfully I was very wet and his slow progress to fill me up went smoothly without pain as he impaled me deeper and deeper. Between his familiar moans he commented on my tight pussy. His heavy body weighted me down and my arms embraced his wide shoulders while he slammed root down into my pelvis creating a smacking sound. It was clear that his hands bothered him and after a while he sat up and asked me to straddle him sitting in the sofa. I stood beside his thigs and sat down directing his throbbing cock into me once again. Sitting face to face we couldn’t resist the kiss that followed from me riding him with my hands around his neck. The kiss made the pleasure even stronger and I felt my orgasm coming and intensified my tempo. He cried out that we was coming and I replied he could come inside of me. We came simultaneously and I realized I screamed out my orgasm like I had never done before rubbing my cunt over his crotch with all of him inside me. His large load pumped into me as our tongues swirled around each other. When our orgasms evened out I just sat on top of him breathing heavily. Slowly I felt him shrunk within me and we both slowly came back to reality. “That was the best orgasm I ever had”, he said. He lay down and I followed on top of him and pulled the cover over us. I could have slept there feeling the warmth of our naked bodies and the satisfaction of the strong orgasm. I loved him more than I ever had, but saying it would be too much, afraid as I was to spoil the moment.
End of first part. After I have wrote the next part it will be published.
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