I’ve never written a story of my experience because I never knew how to tell it and although Ive wanted to share the memories still blow my mind. The sexual desire I’ve had for my father has affected my other relationships because even though I don’t want to I fantasize about the things we used to do. The first time something happened we were home on a summer afternoon. It was hot and I was wearing shorts and a tank top not thinking anything about it.
We were playing cards with my brothers on the livingroom carpet and I saw he had a hard-on through his pants. When the game ended my brothers left and I couldn’t stop staring at his erection. I don’t know what came over me but I got near him and touched his penis through his pants. I giggled and he looked at me telling me with his eyes to touch it again. I felt scared but excited so I pulled down his zipper and put my hand and loved how hard it was.
I felt an arousal I never felt before mixed with guilt and fear but I wanted to continue touching it. We got up, went to his bedroom and he started licking my thighs. I felt my vagina contract and orgasmed when the tip of his tongue came in contact with my clotoris. That was my first orgasm and after that when mom wasn’t home we’d do so many nasty things and I was addicted. When mom got home I felt horrible and vowed I wouldn’t do it again but I couldn’t stop, neither could he. When we couldn’t find a time to be alone I’d masturbate thinking of him. One night my mom was in the kitchen cooking late at night and I slipped in the bed with him.
He pulled my panties down and was grinding me from behind. I lifted one leg and he could masturbate me and while he did that he fucked me in the ass. We could have been caught and that added to the excitement we both felt. I had to cover my mouth to not make a sound because the orgasms were so strong that my eyes were tearing and in those moments I felt the most incredible pleasure my mind could never have imagined. We both came and I slipped out of the bed still wanting more. Like I said the guilt was horrible but the pleasure was even stronger. About a week later everyone was gone for the day except me and my dad.
We locked all doors and went to his room. He put on a porn video which was a bisexual orgy and immediately I got wet. I was trembling with excitement and the anticipation of possible things to come. We were alone most of the day and did the nastiest, dirtiest things and we loved it! It was my first everything and I vividly remember us in a 69 and I couldn’t get enough of his cock. Omg, it was orgasm after orgasm and I felt so free and it was pleasure beyond my wildest dreams.
He told me he loved my clit because it’s a bit bigger than usual and when excited it looks like i have a tiny cock. Seeing him jack-off while I reamed his ass with my tongue and feeling him cumming was so amazing! That day we did evere we could to please one another and I have yet to meet a man who can make me feel what he did. The eventually moved out but I’d return to visit and we planned most of my visits when mom was out of town or we’d know she’d be visiting nearby relatives cuz we knew she’d be gone hours. When I finally got a boyfriend he was jealous but he couldn’t show it and I wanted him to feel jealous because when we were alone he’d fuck the shit out of me trying to out perform my boyfriend.
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