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Stacy's Sex Story
by Ironsides (address withheld)
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I was in a serious accident that left me a quadriplegic
and I needing 24 hour care. My 13 year old daughter was
able to care for me during the evening hours, and she
finds that I need some special care, even against my
will. (fdom/M-reluc, ped, inc)
***
Stacy must have been 13 years old when my wife Mary and
I were in the auto accident that claimed Mary’s life.
We were coming home from an office party one night when
a drunk driver crossed the line and hit us head on.
Mary was killed instantly. I awoke several days later
to find out I was a quadriplegic – only able to move my
eyes and facial muscles. Why did I live?
My immediate concern was what was going to happen to
Stacy? Fortunately, Mary had a sister living in the
same city who could watch after Stacy while I was
recovering in the hospital, and later going through the
rehabilitation center for six months.
Finally, my house was remodeled to accommodate my
disability. My bedroom was basically turned into a care
facility. A special turning bed was installed that
would allow a caregiver and eventually Stacy to turn me
regularly to avoid developing pressure sores. A full-
length mirror was installed on the ceiling to allow me
to see myself, as well as people in my room.
Life was totally different for me now. I had a
caregiver who would spend eight hours with me to insure
I was bathed, clothed, and fed. Since Stacy was only
13, and still in school, there was little she could do
during the day hours. Stacy would help feed me dinner
in the evening, and if an emergency occurred, she could
call the caregiver center for assistance.
I needed help for just about totally everything. My
caregiver had to assist me with my bowel movements
during the day. I had a catheter that drained into a
drainage bag that had to be checked periodically. I was
totally dependent upon others for my survival. Why had
I lived?
I had a call button I could activate with my mouth to
call my caregiver during the day, and also Stacy in the
evening. It was mine and Stacy’s decision for me to
stay at home, so her and I could be together. She was
such an independent person. She enjoyed cooking, house
cleaning, and she did her home work without having to
be reminded. She enjoyed after doing her chores and
schoolwork to be able to spend time with me in my room.
Reading to me if I liked, telling me about her day in
school – about how she hated the immature boys at her
school, etc. She always was good at sharing her
feelings with me. However,
Shortly before the accident I had caught Stacy watching
me make love to Mary. In addition to that, she was
always bumping into me and taking a casual feel of my
cock. The first time I just assumed it was an accident.
The second time I realized it wasn’t, and had a very
serious talk with Stacy.
One day, things changed completely. I happened to look
into the mirror and noticed that the area on my sheet
near my crotch area was wet. Did a tube become
disconnected? Something wasn’t right. I buzzed Stacy,
who came in right away. I told Stacy of what I
observed. She slowly lifted my sheets, and discovered
that my catheter had came out, and I had wet all over
myself. I told her to page the caregiver service, which
she did.
They called back and Stacy told them the problem. They
indicated someone would be out within the hour to
replace my catheter. Stacy came in and told me the
news. She told me she would clean me up before the
nurse came out so I didn’t suffer any skin irritation.
Then, as Stacy had prepared a warm washcloth to wash me
down, I noticed Stacy's startled face.
I know she had seen my penis before, but as I looked up
into the mirror, I noticed that my penis, which
normally had a catheter inserted, was standing erect. I
was totally embarrassed. It was bad enough that my
thirteen year old daughter had to see her father naked
on occasion, but here, with me having no control, my
penis was standing totally erect!
Stacy slowly started to wash my penis with the warm
wash cloth. I was praying to god the warm water would
reduce my hard-on. But as she continued to wash me, my
erection became larger. Stacy put down the wash cloth,
watching my erect penis with awe. She placed her hand
over on my penis, and began to play with me. I told
Stacy not to do that, as I was her father.
"Stacy, don’t do that – I’m your father."
"But dad, this is so wonderful. I saw your penis
several times before, but never imagined it could
become so large." She slowly slid her hand on my penis
and began to masturbate me. I too was shocked my erect
penis maintained its shape. Stacy masturbated me for a
full twenty minutes before the erection subsided. I had
to sit there and stare in the mirror as my thirteen
year old daughter masturbated me. She exclaimed about
how wonderful an experience this had been, and promised
she would never tell anyone.
Shortly afterwards, a caregiver nurse arrived, and
replaced my catheter. I noticed from my view from the
ceiling mirror that Stacy was peeking in from the door,
watching very closely the steps the nurse went through
in changing my catheter. She watched all the special
steps the nurse went thru to be sure all was done to
avoid contamination.
During the next several days, nothing was said about
the "incident", so I assumed things would be fine. Then
one day, after preparing me dinner, I noticed that
Stacy was acting very strange. After feeding me and
taking the dishes out of my room, she returned to my
room, and was gathering some supplies from the
cabinets. I asked her what she was doing, and she said
she thinks my catheter is plugged, and is going to
change it for me. I told her to call the 24 hour
caregiver service, but she very quietly said she could
now take care of me as she had watched the caregiver
change my catheter several times.
Slowly, Stacy pulled off my sheet, and examined my
penis. She cut the release valve, and slowly pulled out
my catheter. She took a small washcloth and carefully
washed my penis. In doing so, I began to notice how my
penis gradually started getting larger. Stacy’s eyes
glowed in amazement. She dried my penis, and slowly
with her right hand began to masturbate me.
I pleaded for her to stop, but she continued to
pleasure herself and tell me how much she loved me and
had always wanted to touch me. "Stacy, for god’s sake,
I’m your father!" I pleaded, but she continued to
masturbate me for a good 30 minutes until my hard on
subsided. Then she followed the procedures she had
learned from the caregiver, and put in a new catheter.
When she was finished, she told me how much she loved
me, and that she would always take care of me.
For the next couple of weeks, Stacy would repeat this
every night. Only now, instead of masturbating me for
only 15-20 minutes, I was staying hard for almost and
hour. Now, instead of using her hands, she would place
my large penis into her mouth and suck on me until I
subsided. I didn’t ejaculate anymore, but my penis
stayed hard longer and longer.
Then one night, after dinner, Stacy came into my room,
wearing only a pair of panties and a bra. I asked Stacy
to please not come into my room dressed like that – it
wasn’t proper. Stacy insisted that she had been wrong
the past several weeks, in that she was only pleasing
herself, and not pleasing me.
"Tonight," she said, "I will please you as well." Then
Stacy removed my catheter, and then removed her bra and
panties, and slowing leaned toward me and placed one of
her breasts in my mouth, and begged me to suck it.
I cried for her to stop, but it was no use, so I
tenderly sucked her breast, and then she removed it and
placed the other breast in my mouth. Then Stacy
commented how quickly my penis had grown hard all by
itself, and began sucking on my cock and pleasing
herself. Then to my horrifying surprise, she mounted me
like a prized possession, and carefully placed my penis
into her loins and began to hump me like a wild animal.
She fucked me for about twenty minutes, emitting joyous
sounds of pleasure, while I was helpless with nothing
to do but watch her beautiful body in the mirror above
taking carnal pleasure from her father. When she was
done with me, she proclaimed her love for me, and
promised no one would ever know our secrets.
Now I was perplexed at what I was going to do. My
thirteen year old daughter was using me for her sexual
pleasure. But if I told anyone, She would be removed
from my house, and I most likely would be sent to a
nursing home. I loved Stacy, and wanted to be near her,
so I knew I could never tell anyone.
Stacy has now turned 18, and nothing has changed
between us. She has finished high school, and is
adamant that she will continue to live with me and care
for me. Besides, she doesn’t need to leave home, as she
has me to take care of, and she has me to meet her
sexual needs. No friends or family even suspect the
secret relationship that Stacy and I share.
When Stacy and I are alone, she refers to me as her
personal "sex toy" that pleases her to no end. I am
somewhat embarrassed with our relationship, but am
helpless to do otherwise. I guess there are a lot of
others out there who would die to be "Stacy’s Sex Toy."
END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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