Daddy and I
I was an only c***d, and my mom and dad had recently divorced. I knew that my Daddy loved her very much and missed her both emotionally and physically. He had always been a loving and sexual man. I also missed her a lot and that's why I grew more attached to my daddy...after all I had lots of holes to fill. Anyway...
During the first months after the divorce, we were both quite distressed and nothing happened between us. I didn't even think about sex at that time. I had always been gentle and fragile – I always felt like a girl, behaved like a girl, talked like a girl; I had girl's needs. I knew that my father had noticed this. At first, I didn't have any interest towards my Dad. Well, he was really handsome, strong, fit and gentle at the same time. He treated me like his little daughter and I loved him as a father. But a couple of months after the divorce, I developed other feelings too. I loved him as a man. That's really strange but I wanted to be his son and I wanted to have sex with him altogether. I knew that he was a horny guy because often I would sneak into his room and find his sheets soaked with cum. Then, I had already started playing with my boy pussy, I knew I was a bottom bitch and the only thing I needed was a hard, long cock inside me. The problem was I wanted my Daddy's cock. One of the times when I entered his room to check his sheets, I found a place where it was all soaked up with his cum. I got really excited and started playing with my ass. It was really tight and I wanted something to stretch a ' bit so I took some of the semen (Gosh, I didn't know someone could cum that much), it was still warm (I suppose that was my daddy's morning milk right before he went to work) and I used it as a lubricant. Mmmm, I felt like a bitch – it was wrong, it was bad, but that was the thing that made it so exciting. I put my finger in me and moaned, imagining it was my dad's big finger. I put two fingers and started fucking myself. It felt good and since it was my first “anal sex” I came in a couple of minutes. Fortunately, it was a few drops and could easily clean that shit because I was a little afraid of a possible reaction. From this day on my purpose was only to have sex with my father.
One day, I performed my regular visit to my dad's bed (I knew already that my father came every morning in his sheet and every evening watching porn) to find his cumshot sprinkled all over his sheet. I thought that it must have been a wild stroking, there was so much. I started fucking myself and licking the cum (that was the first time I had done this, it was salty but delicious). In a minute, I was moaning hard and perhaps this was the reason I didn't hear my dad coming back. When he opened the door, calling my name, I cannot say who was more shocked. He, looking at his slutty boy fucking his hole using his own sperm or me looking at my Dad watching me naked like a whore and moaning like one. “What the hell are you doing?” he almost screamed. I started stuttering, I couldn't produce a sound. And then my dad came to me and hit me in the face with a fist, “Get out of the room!” I was hurt, shocked, embarrassed. My loving and tender daddy had just hit me. I went to my room and started crying. My father didn't say anything to me that day.
On the next day, I decided not to go to school because of the bruise – my eye was getting blue. In the evening, I was sitting in my bed, very sad and horny at the same time. My dad opened the room and came in without saying a word. He was looking at me, and I couldn't look him in the eyes. “You didn't go to school today?”, he said. “Yeah,” I answered. “Why, let me take a look at your face?” I obeyed and he was the same gentle and kind man I had known my whole life. He lifted my face and looked at me and touched the bruise. “I hit you hard,” he observed. “Sorry.” I was getting horny because of his touch and closeness. I could feel his presence and nice smell of a man. “Take off your clothes,” he told me. I was surprised and asked why. He told me he wanted to check my body.
I did what I was told while my heart as beating like mad. I took off my clothes. My dad looked at me and said “This one also, “ and he slipped my briefs off my ass and legs. I was feeling so nervous and horny at the same time. My Daddy touched my back, my hips, my waist, my ass. Then he grabbed hold of one of my breasts and squeezed...my nipples were already so hard it hurt. “Hmm, your body is quite gentle and feminine, son. Your age I was twice as big and developed, I had already started fucking women… But you don't want to fuck women, do you?” While he was talking, his hands were fumbling about my body, he caressed every part, sometimes grabbed and squeezed. “Sir, I am not sure.” I managed to say. “Well, what I saw yesterday explains many things to me,” my dad said with a playful tone. “You like men?”
To be continued.
During the first months after the divorce, we were both quite distressed and nothing happened between us. I didn't even think about sex at that time. I had always been gentle and fragile – I always felt like a girl, behaved like a girl, talked like a girl; I had girl's needs. I knew that my father had noticed this. At first, I didn't have any interest towards my Dad. Well, he was really handsome, strong, fit and gentle at the same time. He treated me like his little daughter and I loved him as a father. But a couple of months after the divorce, I developed other feelings too. I loved him as a man. That's really strange but I wanted to be his son and I wanted to have sex with him altogether. I knew that he was a horny guy because often I would sneak into his room and find his sheets soaked with cum. Then, I had already started playing with my boy pussy, I knew I was a bottom bitch and the only thing I needed was a hard, long cock inside me. The problem was I wanted my Daddy's cock. One of the times when I entered his room to check his sheets, I found a place where it was all soaked up with his cum. I got really excited and started playing with my ass. It was really tight and I wanted something to stretch a ' bit so I took some of the semen (Gosh, I didn't know someone could cum that much), it was still warm (I suppose that was my daddy's morning milk right before he went to work) and I used it as a lubricant. Mmmm, I felt like a bitch – it was wrong, it was bad, but that was the thing that made it so exciting. I put my finger in me and moaned, imagining it was my dad's big finger. I put two fingers and started fucking myself. It felt good and since it was my first “anal sex” I came in a couple of minutes. Fortunately, it was a few drops and could easily clean that shit because I was a little afraid of a possible reaction. From this day on my purpose was only to have sex with my father.
One day, I performed my regular visit to my dad's bed (I knew already that my father came every morning in his sheet and every evening watching porn) to find his cumshot sprinkled all over his sheet. I thought that it must have been a wild stroking, there was so much. I started fucking myself and licking the cum (that was the first time I had done this, it was salty but delicious). In a minute, I was moaning hard and perhaps this was the reason I didn't hear my dad coming back. When he opened the door, calling my name, I cannot say who was more shocked. He, looking at his slutty boy fucking his hole using his own sperm or me looking at my Dad watching me naked like a whore and moaning like one. “What the hell are you doing?” he almost screamed. I started stuttering, I couldn't produce a sound. And then my dad came to me and hit me in the face with a fist, “Get out of the room!” I was hurt, shocked, embarrassed. My loving and tender daddy had just hit me. I went to my room and started crying. My father didn't say anything to me that day.
On the next day, I decided not to go to school because of the bruise – my eye was getting blue. In the evening, I was sitting in my bed, very sad and horny at the same time. My dad opened the room and came in without saying a word. He was looking at me, and I couldn't look him in the eyes. “You didn't go to school today?”, he said. “Yeah,” I answered. “Why, let me take a look at your face?” I obeyed and he was the same gentle and kind man I had known my whole life. He lifted my face and looked at me and touched the bruise. “I hit you hard,” he observed. “Sorry.” I was getting horny because of his touch and closeness. I could feel his presence and nice smell of a man. “Take off your clothes,” he told me. I was surprised and asked why. He told me he wanted to check my body.
I did what I was told while my heart as beating like mad. I took off my clothes. My dad looked at me and said “This one also, “ and he slipped my briefs off my ass and legs. I was feeling so nervous and horny at the same time. My Daddy touched my back, my hips, my waist, my ass. Then he grabbed hold of one of my breasts and squeezed...my nipples were already so hard it hurt. “Hmm, your body is quite gentle and feminine, son. Your age I was twice as big and developed, I had already started fucking women… But you don't want to fuck women, do you?” While he was talking, his hands were fumbling about my body, he caressed every part, sometimes grabbed and squeezed. “Sir, I am not sure.” I managed to say. “Well, what I saw yesterday explains many things to me,” my dad said with a playful tone. “You like men?”
To be continued.
8 年 前