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My Dad
by Racer-X (address withheld)
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An Only daughter lets her sexual fantasies come to life.
(M/Ff-teen, ped, inc, bi, con, preg?)
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This story while more than likely based upon my own
reading of erotica does have its own unique points and I
try to avoid the more typical trappings of your basic
"stroke" story. This is told from the girls point of
view and is more her story then mine, if you will.
My Dad
By Rachel
What is it about fathers and daughters. Here I am 16
years old and the rest of my life before me and my dad
has become the object of my erotic fantasies. My dad and
mom, the end of the baby boomers met in the early 80's.
It was quite the fairytale romance to hear them talk
about it. Dad was one of the cross over guys in high
school. He was brainy and got incredible grades without
trying. He also played music and hung out with the
herbalists.
As I think about this I guess that I first saw my father
in an erotic way is when I was about 12 and starting to
hit puberty. My parents love making had never been a
secret, ever been hidden from me, but it wasn't like
they were having sex on the living room floor in the
middle of the day either. I would see my mother with
that dreamy look on her face on Sunday afternoons or in
the evening in the kitchen while she was making dinner.
More than once when they thought they were being
discreet I would be in the right place at the right time
and get quite an eye full. My mother was making dinner
one evening and I had been up in my room playing. I
guess my father figured that I was busy, wrong!
Well not really wrong, I was reading a teen magazine and
decided to get a pop from the fridge when I was treated
to such a site! Mom was leaning back against the
counter, her house dress up around her waist. My father
was going down on her to her obvious delight. Her breath
was coming in short gasps as my father worked her slit
with his tongue. I could see her breasts rising and
falling with her short breathing, her nipples taught and
poking through the material of her dress.
I am not sure if this is moment the switch flipped, but
I am pretty sure it was within the next minute or two.
My mother said something that I didn't quite understand,
but it quickly became apparent. I heard her say, "Ohh
Henry, let me turn around, oh please let me." and my
father replied, "Are you sure Cathy, you know you kind
lose it when we do that, and Rachel is just up the
stairs?" My mother seemed on the verge of losing
control, her face flush and gasping for breath and just
whimpered at my father, "Ohh please please Henry I need
it so bad right now, please?" At this point I still
didn't quite understand what was happening, it seemed
strange that she wanted to turn around.
My father finally put his hands on her hips and gently
turned her facing the counter. My mother pulled the back
of her dress up and I saw her shapely ass as she bared
it to my father. Suddenly it was clear what she wanted
as she put her hands on her ass and gently parted those
perfect cheeks. My father made a low growling noise and
slid his tongue down the valley of my mom's ass and
started licking her asshole.
My mother just lost it at this point, she starting
moving her hips and pushing back against my father's
face and moaning loudly. My father stayed right with her
and didn't let up. He reached down and unzipped his fly
and pulled his cock out from his pants. I must confess
at that age I had no experience, but it turned out that
my father was, shall we say, nicely hung. Not in porn
star style with some huge thing that makes a girl hurt
when they get crazy but just that perfect size that
touches everything in the right way.
Dad, just kept licking and tonguing my mother's ass and
started stroking his rigid cock. My father slowed his
licking and his stroking and I thought to myself, "Time
to get outa here!" but he just stood up behind my
mother. It was quite apparent that things were not over
quite yet when my mother's hands didn't leave her ass
but appeared to pull harder at her cheeks and bend more
forward.
Dad moved in right behind my mom, his cock straight out
and then moved forward. My mother was beside herself now
as she just cried, "Ohhh Henry, yes, right there, right
into my butt, oh Henry god do it." This was the point
where I decided to make myself scarce since I finally
knew what was happening, my mother was begging my dad to
fuck her in the ass. I watched my father start to move
in and out of moms butt a few times, then made my exit
as quietly as I could.
From my room I could still hear them, quietly, but I
still could. My mother's cries of pleasure reverberated
in my head as she had her orgasm with fathers cock deep
in her ass. After that I never quite looked at mom and
dad in the same way. Everything changed. My parents were
now sexual creatures instead of just mom and dad. It's a
difficult concept when your 12, but it jelled in my mind
that very day.
I always saw my mother nude either getting out of the
shower, or getting dressed. I remember after that day,
always looking at her ass and in my mind, seeing her
hands spreading it open for my father. My mom would bend
over to pull on her panties and if I was around I would
try and look between her cheeks, looking at her slit and
ass through the light colored but copious amount of her
public hair. My father was rarely nude around me but
there was the odd occasion when I would get the chance
to see his cock although never hard. It always looked
nice, dangling over his balls, with a light tuft of hair
above the shaft.
My mother is an above average looking woman, nice figure
which withstood giving birth to me quite well. Mom was a
swimmer in High School. We had the obligatory pictures
of her with trophies and the swim team, and mom's body
had changed very little since her high school days, and
the age of 35 is testament to her keeping herself in
shape. Dad on the other hand had apparently filled out
nicely, since his High School and collage pictures
showed him to be quite slim. I guess he and mom has
taken up the gym together and dad had put on a nice
amount of muscle, not more than his slim frame could
carry, but he looked pretty buff for a guy approaching
40.
I guess I got my shape and looks from both of them
because I seemed to be just about a perfect combination
of the two of them. I started hitting puberty at around
age 13. My body was changing in the way young women's
bodies do. My hips were getting wider, I was starting to
grow pubic hair and finally I started to get boobs!
Hurray! Finally, breasts! That rite of passage into
womanhood! It took a while for them to catch up with the
rest of me as I kept growing into the 5' 8" woman that I
have become. Slowly they caught up with me and I ended
up with a lovely set ( if I do say so myself! ) of perky
34B breasts, by age 14.
-- Boy's
At the tender age of 14, with raging hormones that I
tried to keep in check with nightly bouts of
masturbation, I started noticing boys in the school
checking me out and giving me long glances and sometimes
just outright stares. Some of them were kinda cute, but
I always found myself comparing them to my father. None
of them could match the ideal I had set for myself based
upon dad. I still had that image of my father with my
mother stroking his cock getting ready to drive it into
her and I knew that none of these boys could ever match
that image.
It came time for this first big dance at school and I
guess mom and dad figured it was time to have, "The
Talk" with me. Even though I had talked with my mom
about "being a woman" when my period had started and all
the things around that, they seemed think I needed to
get a little more information, especially about the boys
at the dance. I guess I sort of laughed to myself and
wondered what they would think if they knew I had seen
them in some of their most intimate moments in the last
2 years.
So we sat down as a family and talked about boys and
what they were going to try and do, especially at the
dance. I was a dutifully patient daughter and listened
to all their warnings about being alone with them and
the consequences of my actions and all those things
mothers and fathers say to their only daughters.
Finally when it seemed as though they were out of things
to say, I finally spoke. "Mom, dad, I love you both very
much and know that you love me. Before I leave there are
a couple of things I need to tell you. You raised me
right and I know what I am doing. I know what boys want
from girls on nights like this, and trust me they aren't
getting it at least not from me." This seemed to make
them both breath a lot easier.
At that point mom and I walked to the car to drive me to
school for the dance. In the car mom seemed nervous like
she wanted to say something, but just drove quietly the
few miles to the school. Just before she dropped me off,
she pulled something from her purse and pressed it into
my hand. I just about died, it was a condom! She said,
"Honey I know you are a smart girl and we have taught
you as best we can, but take this just in case. You're
not on the pill and I know your period was just a week
ago and if for some reason you find yourself, well, you
know, please use this."
I looked at the little foil packet for a moment, then
looked back at my mother and said, "Mom I am going to
this dance a virgin and I am coming home the same way.
These is nothing any of these little boys can do to get
me to let them get into my panties, so relax and you and
dad enjoy the evening, ok?" and put it back in her
purse. Mom had a less nervous look on her face and
smiled. "OK," she said, off I went.
-- The dance
I stepped into the big gym where the dance was being
held. The place was getting crowded and all the little
groups were together and talking, mostly groups of boys
and girls, and a few mixed groups, but mostly paired
off. The band started right on time and the floor was
filled with dancing couples, the groups of girls dancing
together and the boys trying to cut one out to get her
to dance with just him.
One of the cuter guys in school asked me to dance and I
walked out onto the dance floor. We danced for what
seemed like forever to the fast music of the band and
then they slowed to a an easy beat that gave him the
chance to get me into his arms. In his embrace I felt
confident and followed his lead and that's when things
started getting a little warm. As we danced I felt him
getting hard. We danced slowly, moving gracefully, but
he would push his hard cock against me and pull me
closer. I kind of expected this but what I didn't expect
was his hands finding their way to my butt, right there
on the dance floor.
As we danced we would turn and when my back was away
from the eyes of the teachers in attendance, his hands
would squeeze my ass and he would whisper in my ear, "Oh
Rachel, you have such a nice ass." Now I must confess
this was having its desired effect of getting me horny
and my pussy wet, but I was not getting excited about
him, I was getting excited thinking of my dad going
after my mom's ass years ago. Thoughts of his cock were
floating around in my head as this boy tried his best to
get me turned on to him.
I kept seeing my father stroking his cock while eating
my mom's ass. My minds eyes held in sharp detail, the
veins, the meaty looking head and those balls. God those
balls! I kept thinking about them and what they were
full of. Now every boy has a pair and they are all full
of the same thing, but my dad's were full of the stuff
that made me.
I found myself shuddering in orgasm right there on the
dance floor, thinking about my dad's hard cock. Just
like the one pressing against my belly as the slow dance
was getting close to the end. I knew this boy I was
dancing with wanted to get his cock into me, I knew he
wanted to empty his balls in me, but that wasn't going
to happen. I knew in that very moment, the only pair of
balls that were ever going to empty themselves into me
were my dad's.
The dance ended and slowly we stepped apart. I must have
been feeling merciful or I just wanted to be nice, but I
saw the pained expression on his face and the bulge in
his pants. I hugged as if to be nice and thank him, but
whispered in his ear, "Your really nice and I know what
you want, but that's not going to happen, but if you can
keep your mouth shut, I will give you some relief, think
you can handle that?" He had a rather surprised look on
his face and said rather nervously, "Umm yeah Rachel, of
course." Well I knew he would say yes to just about
anything at that moment, but I figured I could trust
him.
Glancing around to make sure we were unobserved, I
pulled him into an anteroom that I knew would be
unlocked and quickly locked the door behind us. He
started to say something, and I just said, "Shhhh its
ok." I unzipped him and reached in and pulled out his
cock. Again he started to say something and again I just
said, "Shhhh just relax and enjoy this." Now I had never
given a guy a hand job or a blow job, but I had seen my
mom sucking my dad off and knew the basics, so I just
improvised.
I got down and just took him in my mouth, just like I
had watched my mom do and started stroking his shaft.
Slowly I stroked him and used my tongue to lick and suck
the head of his cock. Soon he was moaning and shaking
and I knew what to expect, I just didn't expect it to
happen as fast as it did. I felt his cock start to
vibrate and then he exploded in my mouth. I felt like
gallons but in reality is was barely a teaspoon or two
and I just swallowed quickly.
As I stood up, he started to say something, again. And
again I just said, "Shhhh its ok, just keep your mouth
shut and it might happen again, but don't count on it."
He just had this far away look on his face. I said, "You
might try saying thank you." He sputtered and thanked
me. I said, "Ok let's get out of here we need to re-
appear before anyone gets the wrong idea. I cracked the
door and we slipped out.
-- Leaving early
At this point my body was on fire. My whole crotch was
soaking wet and all I could think of was getting home.
One of the girls I knew who was older was leaving early
to head off for a weekend with her parents and I asked
her for a ride, saying I wasn't feeling that great and
giving the girl signal for, "Uhhg, it's that time of the
month," and of course she was happy to.
We were riding in her car, and she mentioned that she
saw me duck into the anteroom with Frank. I must have
looked a little embarrassed because she quickly said,
"Don't worry no one else saw you guys, and as quick as
you came back out I figured you just gave him a quick
blow job after that slow dance." I started to say
something and she just said, "Shhhh its ok, I did the
same thing at the first big dance." I just smiled and so
did she was we pulled up to my house. I wished her a
good time on her trip and she said she would be sure to
check in with me when she got back.
-- Coming home
The house was quiet and I used my key to get in. I
expected my parents to be watching a movie or something
but was I in for a surprise. In the living room they
were on the couch and my mom was sucking my dad's cock
really slowly, moving her head up and down. My father
was obviously enjoy this since he was quietly moaning.
This was the last straw for me, my mind snapped and I
was going to go after my dad's cock.
My mom pulled her mouth off for a second and said, "You
think Rachel is doing this to some horny teenage boy?"
and my father just groaned loudly. My mother stroked him
from base to tip, massaging his balls and said, "That
excites you doesn't it Henry. It get you hot thinking
your daughter might be sucking a cock right now?" My
father's eyes were closed tightly, was he thinking about
me right then? Mom sucked my father deeply into her
mouth and he just groaned even louder.
Quietly I removed my dress, panties, bra and I was
standing there naked. The point of no return had been
reached. I quietly walked into the living room and my
mother saw me. She went to pull her mouth off dad and I
just looked at her and smiled. My mother hesitated for a
moment and then started slowly working her mouth up and
down my father's beautiful cock again. I came closer,
and got down next to her, watching intently as she
sucked my father. Very gently I put my hand on the one
she had around the base of my father's cock and followed
her movements. Slowly up and down the shaft our hands
moved.
I caught my mother's eye and slowly made the shape of an
"O" with my lips and she got the message. I took my hand
off hers and just opened my mouth, ready to take over.
She slipped her lips around the head of my dad's cock
and briefly took them off and mine took their place. I
was sucking my father's cock.
I was doing the same thing she had been doing, just
gently sucking the fat head. She went to take her hand
off of his shaft but I put my hand back over hers and
gently kept the motion going. She got the message and I
took my hand off while she kept gently stroking his cock
while I sucked it.
I could feel my dad getting close and so I really slowed
down my sucking and held moms arms so her stroking all
bust stopped. My father said "Ohh Cathy don't tease me,
I am so close." Mom said, "Henry I think someone has
other plans." My father being smarter than the average
bear, suddenly realized that if mom was talking then
someone else was sucking his cock. He opened his eyes
and looked. "Ohhh my god, Rachel! What are you doing?!"
I pulled my lips off his cock and said, "Dad, what's it
feel like I am doing?" I just looked at him, smiling
while mom held his throbbing cock. He seemed at a loss
for words, so I said, "Dad, I can tell you this I am not
doing what I want to be doing."
At this point my mother asked me what I wanted to be
doing and I said, "Mom I love you and I love dad, but
what I really want to be doing right now is having my
wonderful dad fucking me, and what I really want is in
those lovely balls of your husband, and my father has."
My mother said, "Be careful what you ask for Rachel,
don't ask for something you can't handle."
At that point she had called my bluff so I just got up,
got on the sofa and bent over the back of it. Instead of
completely emulating my mother, I reached back and
spread my pussy open and said, "Ohh please, please dad I
need it so bad right now, please?" parroting my mother's
words from that time so long ago.
My mom said, "Henry she knows what she wants." and with
that my father got behind me. I felt him gently fit the
head of his cock to my wet and swollen pussy and he
said, "Rachel are you sure?" and I said, "yes dad, I am
sure, I want all of you, your cock and what's in your
balls." With that my father slowly started to drive his
cock into my virgin pussy. I felt him come up against my
virginity and he slipped right passed it with ease. I
was expecting pain, but all I got was pleasure. My
father's cock was buried in me completely.
My orgasm washed over me, making every nerve ending
tingle as my father stroked his cock in and out of me. I
was not ready for the overwhelming emotional and
physical pleasure that followed. My father, the man who
had made me in my mother was moaning with pleasure as he
fucked me slowly but with incredible intensity.
My mother was watching taking it all in. She walked
around the couch and whispered in my ear, "Should I get
that item you put back in my purse before this goes too
far?" I just looked at her through lust filled eyes and
shook my head from side to side and whispered back in
her ear, "No mom, I want it all tonight."
My mom whispered back, "Your taking a big chance, he
doesn't pull out for anyone" in response I pushed my
pussy back onto my father hard, squeezing down on him,
trying to get him off. My mother and I just looked at
each other for a moment, then I was lost in another of
many orgasms.
Finally my mother spoke loud enough to be heard by my
father, "Rachel your father is really close to going off
inside you, you better be sure." My father, didn't miss
a stroke and rutted in me even harder.
I cried out loudly as I felt my father swell inside me,
I knew what was about to happen. My father was about to
unload his balls deep inside me, deep inside my fertile
belly. My mother knew it too, she was looking me right
in the eye when it happened. My father slammed deep into
me and froze, then my mother, out of the blue glued her
lips to mine and held my head kissing me deeply as my
father spammed in me over and over again, snorting and
roaring, his sperm filling me.
All I could do was kiss my mom back and take it, I
couldn't have escaped my father's shooting cock now if I
had wanted to as I was pinned between the sofa back and
his cock as it started to calm. His spasm's faded. I
could feel him starting to soften inside me. My mom
broke off the kiss and looked at me. I looked back at
her and said, "My god mom, dad did it, he fucked me, he
fucked me good and he filled me with his cum." She just
smiled, stroked my cheek and said, "Shhhhh its ok,
honey, we both love you." I told her I loved her deeply,
acknowledging her act of sharing her husband with me.
-- After
My dad and I didn't have sex again for quite a while. My
period came. It came late, but it came. I wasn't sure if
I was disappointed about that or not and I am still not
sure to this day. I know my mother was concerned, but
she never really voiced it because she knew I had made
up my mind to have dad perfectly natural that one time.
When I was 15 I reproduced the episode in the kitchen
that I had seen all those years ago. My father gently
and lovingly took me in the ass as I did everything and
said everything my mother did that day. My mother
watched, gently rubbing her own ass while my father
opened mine. The sex my father and I have is the most
loving thing I have ever experienced. I did have very
safe sex with that nice boy from the dance once. It was
fun but he simply didn't give me the same pleasure as my
father does. My mother watches and occasionally we give
dad a treat and both suck him from time to time.
So now here I am at 16, my whole life ahead of me and
it's still my father my pussy aches for. I am thinking
about collage already. My grades are top of the class
and mom and dad invested skillfully for my tuition so
there is no barrier to any school I want to go to.
I have been thinking though of taking a year off after I
graduate from high school and spending that summer
taking load after load of my father's sperm. The idea of
getting pregnant by my father gets me horny as hell, but
mom has yet to give her opinion in on the subject.
I do know one thing though. Even after a couple years of
thinking about it, pondering the consequences of it,
wondering what I would do if my tummy started to swell.
To this day the only man I have ever let empty his balls
into me is my father and who what the future will bring,
but right now I am pretty sure he will be the only man
who I will ever let empty his balls in me.
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in
real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real
life" can look forward to many unproductive years
getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their
local prison system.
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