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I was blessed, or maybe cursed, to be one of those really pretty little girls. Long blonde, natural curly hair. Blue eyes, etc. This story happens just after my eighteenth birthday. I guess I should describe myself to you first. I am 5″2″, 99 pounds. My measurements are 32-20-32
B-cup. Very athletic, love sports of all kinds. I guess you could
describe me as a tom-boy during my early years. Finally, at sixteen,
I became a girl. Wow! Seemed like overnight I developed breasts. They
were kinda small but they were there. I discovered boys. Trouble was,
boys hadn”t discovered me yet. I was still that pal that was always
ready to play a game of football or baseball.
We had a swimming pool, so, during the summer, it was usually populated by a dozen screaming kids. Even though there were four or five boys always there, they only had eyes for my girl friends. You know the ones I mean, big breasts in tiny bikinis. It”s a wonder they didn”t step on their tongues, the way they were always hanging out. The only
bright spot for me was my father. He had eyes only for me. You might
say that I had him wrapped around my little finger. All I had to do
was mention that I needed a new swim suit, than he whisked me to the
store to pick out one. I would model all the latest bikinis for him
and he would literally drool. I came out of the dressing room with
the most daring one they had and I actually saw him get an erection.
Made me feel so wonderful to think a man, any man, even my own father, would find me sexy.
I don”t really remember when I started driving my father crazy. Probably
right after the bikini trip. It wasn”t anything overt at first. Just
walking to the bathroom with just my panties on. Sometimes leaving
the bathroom door open while I was in the shower. Leaving my bedroom
door open while a wandered around inside naked. I found his stash
of porn magazines in the garage, discovering that he really liked
shaved pussies. I began shaving. I loved to come into the living room
in just panties and long tee shirt. Once in a while I would sit on
his lap for a few minutes before going to bed. I could feel his cock
harden instantly. How I longed to get a glimpse of it, but he would
dump me onto the floor and rush off to the garage to masturbate. That”s the way things went, week after week, while my hormones were telling me that I wanted something. I would rub myself all over my father and he would jump up and run to the garage and I would rush to my room and masturbate like crazy.
A few months after my sixteenth birthday my mother had to go out of town to the funeral of her older sister and would be gone for up to a week. The first night nothing happened. I lay in my bed, a hundred things running through my mind. My fingers found their way to my virgin pussy and slid over my tiny clit. I brought into my mind the pictures of the women in my father”s magazines, particularly one of a man licking
a womans pussy. I wondered what it would be like to have a man lick
me, or suck on my clit. I wondered what it would be like to let my
father lick me there. I wondered if he would lick me or would he push
me away. I was very aware of the taboo of incest. I knew that it was
forbidden, but still. As I rubbed my clit furiously, I could visulize
my father”s face buried in my pussy. I wanted to feel his cock in my
hand. After that I had no idea what I wanted. Was it wrong to want
my own father to make love to me? I drifted off to sleep the question
unresolved.
The next day my mind was in turmoil. What did I want? Who did I want? I didn”t have an actual boyfriend, so I couldn”t solve my problem by letting him do things to me. I was so aware of my father all evening.
I stared at him objectively. Basically, he was a handsome man. In
pretty good shape. Very masculine. Not all that old at 38. He obviously loves me a great deal. He seems to find me sexy. I took my bath and slipped on my nightgown, (actually a large tee shirt) and met my father at the top of the stairs.
“Good night daddy,” I said as I slipped my arms around his neck and kissed him on the cheek.
“Uh.. Uh.. good night Lea,” he stammered, as he hugged me. I guess he was aware of the thin material that separated us, because his hands went to my waist and then pulled away, almost like they had been burned,
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I kissed his cheek again, pushing my body against him a little, then went into my room. I slipped into bed, hardly noticing the distant sound of thunder and the flashes of lightening. I had been in bed only a few minutes when there was a tremendous crash of thunder and gigantic flash of lightning, lighting up the entire house. I was so scared. I ran into my parents room and slid into my fathers bed. My father put his arms around me and held me close.
“It”s okay baby,” he whispered. “Just thunder.”
I was trembling all over and snuggled into the safety of his arms.
“Can I sleep with you tonight daddy? I don”t want to be alone.”
“Sure baby,” He bent down and kissed the top of my head. “Try to go to sleep.”
He pulled his arm from around me and rolled over. A few minutes later he was asleep. I could hear his even breathing and I felt secure.
Sometime later I felt him roll back onto his back and fling his arm
outward. I slid over and snuggled into the crook of his arm. I was
so aware of his body, mere inches from my own. I reached out a trembling hand and touched his bare chest, my fingers trailing across one of his nipples. I could feel myself getting moist between my legs. My fingers trailed down over his tummy, disappearing into his belly button. “What am I doing?” My mind was whispering. “Don”t go any lower.” Then my fingers encountered the waistband of his boxer shorts. The excitement
was building in my mind. I could feel a tiny knot beginning to form
in my tummy. “Just a touch. That”s all. Just a touch of his penis.
I just want to know what it feels like.”
My fingers slid down a few inches, to the opening in his shorts. One finger slid inside and touched him. My breath was coming in little gasps as I slowly reached inside. My fingers closed around him!!!! Oh my God, I”m holding his cock!!!! Oh God, what do I do? My hand began to move along the length of my father”s cock. It slid down to encircle the head. I wanted to see it! Carefully I slid the sheet down until it was bunched up at his knees. Then my hand went back to the opening in his shorts. Ever so carefully I lifted my prize through the opening. Oh my God!! It was growing in my hand. I was both scared and fascinated at the same time. It went from limp to
hard in just a half minute. I stared at it in the moonlight. It was
magnificent. My fingers moved over it so gently, exploring. The head
was so facsinating, both soft and smooth. There seemed to be some
sort of fluid oozing out of the head.
When my father actually woke up, I have no idea. My first inkling was when his arm pulled me closer and at the same time a moan escaped his lips. He rolled over toward me and hugged my body close, his hand was roaming all over my body, then he discovered that I wasn”t wearing panties. His hand froze while his mind digested this new information. Then it was cupping my ass cheek. I threw my leg over his to open myself
to his exploring fingers. I could feel his cock pressing into my belly button. His fingers slid into the crack of my ass and across my little ass hole. I couldn”t suppress a moan as a feeling of ecstasy washed over me. If this was what sex was all about, I was all for it. I slid my leg up further, opening my ass even wider to his questing fingers. His finger slid down even further and I felt it enter my pussy. I felt a tiny orgasm sweep over me as it wiggled inside me. In the meantime
I was sliding my hand up and down on his shaft as it pressed into
my tummy.
My father slid down in the bed and I felt his lips on my throbing pussy. I gave out a loud moan as I felt his lips suck in my swolen clit. I truly thought I would faint from the waves of pleasure washing over me. My whole body was on fire. His hands were everywhere, kneading my ass cheeks, carressing my small breasts. I was dying. I reached down and grabbed his hair and pulled him into my raging womanhood.
Just as I felt I could stand any more, he rolled over on his back
and moitioned me to climb on top of him. At first I didn”t know what
he wanted, then it dawned on me and I twisted around and straddled
his head. Right in front of me was this huge erect cock and I did
the only thing I could think to do. I opened my mouth and sucked it
in. About that time I felt him attack both my pussy and ass hole.
When he inserted his finger into my ass hole I let out a scream, not
of pain, but of pure pleasure. The combination of his finger in my
ass and his lips sucking my clit was too much as I felt a giant orgasm shake me from head to toe.
I took my mouth off his cock and let out a prolonged wail as wave after wave shook my body. Then I felt his cock begin to throb and spurt after spurt of white, sticky stuff, shot out of the tip. I held on to his cock and watched in total awe at this display. Never had I imagined that a man could do such a thing. It must have flew two feet into the air.
“Oh God, Oh God, Oh God,!” my father moaned. “I have never cum like that in my life.” He moaned as the cum kept spurting out, at least six mighty spurts. He hugged me to his sweating body, smearing the cum that had puddled on his stomach all over both of us. I have never been so happy as I was at that moment. To think that I had gave my father so much pleasure.
My father rolled out of bed and picked me up as if I was nothing. Gently he carried me to the bathroom and placed me in the tub. Running the tub half full of warm water be bathed me, gently, sweetly, lovingly. His hands were everywhere, touching, caressing, teasing. Pinching my nipples between his finger tips. Touching my tiny clit, probing my little ass hole, finger fucking my pussy. Bringing me to another wonderful orgasm. He toweled me dry afterwards and carried me to
my bed, then went in and changed the sheets on his bed. I drifted
off to sleep thinking that I loved my Daddy more than words could
say. I have loved him ever since.
The next morning, after the great thunderstorm, I awoke to lips on
my breasts. My father knelt by my bed totally naked and gently sucked on my nipples. I rolled over and hugged him.
“Good morning Daddy.” I whispered. “I love you.”
“I love you my darling.” He said, between kisses. He began trailing kisses down my chest and over my tummy. It felt so good to be loved by my daddy, but I felt uncomfortable.
“Daddy, I got to Pee real bad. I”m sorry.”
My daddy jumped up, his cock hard as a rock and sticking out like a pole. “I”m so sorry baby.” Then he seemed to have an idea. He smiled wickedly, then leaned over and slid his hands under me, picking me up as if I was a precious cargo and carried me to the bathroom. I expected to be set on the toilet but was surprised to have him step into the bathtub and sit down, placing me straddling his chest. I started to point out that I really did have to Pee. My father smiled again.
“Pee on me darling, I want to feel your Pee on me. Please.”
I just stared at him as if he had told me to fly. Then nature took over. I watched in fascination as the first dribble of Pee came out of my pussy and spread out over his chest. My father laughed and stuck his fingers under the tiny stream. We lay there for a time, smelling the urine covering our bodies. Finally my father stood me up and turned
on the shower. We spent the next half hour soaping each other. Another first for Lea. The first time I ever soaped and washed a man”s cock.
Wow! Such a kick. I still love to feel a soapy cock in my hands.
His hands, full of liquid soap, went into my butt crack and I felt a new sensation as his soapy fingers slid around my crack and his little finger slid a half inch into my ass hole. God!!!! What a feeling. I stood there, legs apart, while this finger was sliding in and out of my tiny ass hole. I thought that a tongue on my hole was wonderful but this was double that. it felt so fantastic as waves of pleasure washed over me.
After a long time of washing each other I knelt down and took the
head of his cock into my mouth, sucking for all I was worth. I let
my tongue slide around the head. As I pulled my head back I
felt my teeth drag across the sensitive head and my father would moan
loudly. One hand was sliding along his cock and the free hand slid
under his balls and my finger rubbed across his ass hole. I could
feel his butt cheeks tighten and figured I was doing good, so I plunged my finger into his ass hole. The response was explosive to say the least. A huge glob of sticky, white cum shot out of his cock and into my mouth nearly choking me. I fell back, spitting and gaging, while spurt after spurt of cum shot all over my face and body.
“I”m so sorry baby!” My father cried as be tried to wash the sticky
mess from my body. “It felt so good that it took me by surprise.”
My father and I lay around the house all that day, naked, knowing
that my mother would be home the next day or two and we would not
be able to do the things that we were doing, at least, not openly.
Later in the day my father had to go Pee and let me go with him and
hold his cock in my hand while he Peed. It was so cool, I could steer
the stream around the toilet bowl, but all too soon it stopped. What
a disappointment. I don”t think I have ever felt so free that day.
I was able to crawl all over my daddy, rubbing my pussy in his face.
Sticking my ass in his face, making him lick me. I would flop down
beside him and grab his cock and jack it off several strokes and then
run like the dickens while he pretended to be angry. Then I would
kneel in front of him and take his soft cock as far into my mouth
as I could, feeling it grow bigger and hard, then suck on it for just
a second or two, then run away. He would run after me, cock swinging
from side to side. Pick me up and paddle my bare ass. Such fun. I
was becoming addicted to having my pussy and ass licked, even spanked
lightly. It felt so wonderful to be loved. I must have had a dozen
orgasms that day. That night I went to bed with my father. It was
so nice to snuggle up to him spoon fashion and feel his cock lodged
in between my ass cheeks. Every time he would move, his cock would
rub across my hole. What a feeling. I would push my little ass against his cock, enjoying the sensation. Suddenly I felt a different movement,
his hands were gripping my hips tightly and the head of his cock was
sliding inside the lips of my pussy, spreading my virgin pussy open
to an impossible extent. Thank god I had broken my hymen some many
months before while playing sports, so the pain was not very intense.
I started to complain, then what little pain there was turned into
immense pleasure as I pushed back against him. I shoved my ass against him as hard as I could and felt my fathers cock sink all the way in. I was moaning and screaming and clawing at the sheets as his huge cock plunged deep into my pussy. Then, he gave a mighty groan and I felt the first spurt of hot cum begin to fill my womb. He was grunting and I was screaming for more as he filled my tiny womb full to overflowing.
My body shattered into a thousand pieces as the huge orgasm gripped
me. I shoved my ass against my father”s cock and screamed in total
bliss. I reached under my tummy with my free hand and pressed my clit
between my fingers as my body shook with relief.
“We seem to mess up a lot of sheets,” my father joked. Guess we better
take another shower. Best news that I had heard all day, I was getting
to enjoy our showers together.
I knew it was wrong. I knew it was Taboo. The trouble was I didn”t feel dirty. I didn”t feel abused. I felt loved. I felt so very close
to my father. I knew that what I did to him pleased him and it made
me feel so very special. Even then I think I was discovering a simple
truth. That I had something that was worth a lot, I was discovering
power. Power over men. Even at that age I knew that men controlled
the world. But I was cute, pretty, petite and men love to look at
me. I am still petite at 5″2″ and 98 pounds. Sometimes I wish my breasts were larger, but they are what they are.
Hope you enjoyed it .gals or aunties from Bangalore can contact me on my mail Privacy is guranteed. All comments are welcomed.
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