My name is Felicity, I am 18 years old and I have just become a woman. This is the story of that moment and of the realization of my most shameful and glorious fantasy.
When I hit puberty I never really was very interested in boys, I didn’t date, I didn’t even begin touching myself until i was 16. I just had no interest, i had seen sex scenes in movies, some friends in high school used to giggle while watching porn videos at sleep overs, i dont know, it never really seemed exciting to me. I tried, of course, i participated in the normal slumber party experimentation, but even as i had a cute 17 year old red head buried in my pussy, i just felt bored and underwhelmed by it all. The very first time i felt that sexual tingle was when, at 16, my father walked into the bathroom as i was showering. Something to note, i look very similar to my step mother. We are the same build and height, we both have fairly small, perky breasts and pale white skin. I have lighter and shorter blonde hair than she does, down past my shoulders, but when wet it looks a lot darker. At this moment i wonder, well, i secretly hope, that my father married her because she looks like me.
My father entered the bathroom, saw me from behind, lathering my body with bubbles, my tight, firm ass just in view below the horizontal stripes etched into the shower curtain. He thought i was my step mom, Terry. He started disrobing, i saw him through the mirror above the sink, i just froze. It would have been awkward for anybody, but add in the confusion when i felt an unfamiliar but undeniable tingle, and i couldn’t move. He pulled the shower curtain aside and i heard him speak.
“Mmm we haven’t done this since our wedding night, can i help you clean up, dirty girl?”
I felt my fathers huge, strong hands on my back, caressing my skin and rubbing soap over my shoulders. My father is a large man, he towers over me at 6’2, he has a strong frame but a bit of a gut. Still, his arms are muscular, and on that day i discovered his substantial manhood. He grabbed me by the shoulders and turned me to face him as he leaned in for a kiss. He quickly realized his mistake, but we were both in such shock. All he could do was stutter as i stared down at his erection. He composed himself, covered his penis with his hands, muttered a confused apology and slinked out of the shower. He dressed quickly and left.
That day was the first time i ever touched myself for pleasure rather than curiosity. I soaped myself up just seconds after he closed the bathroom door, propped my foot up on the shower seat and fingered myself until i had the most shameful, confusing, mind blowing orgasm. My first orgasm, ever.
That was two years ago, and ever since that moment i have not only discovered my raw sexuality, but a fairly disturbing kink. I wanted to fuck my own father. I have had a couple not-serious boyfriends in the last couple years, but they bored me so it never escalated to sex. I used them for practice, i wont lie. I practiced giving them blow jobs and practiced the art of seduction. They didn’t complain. I wanted to be good, and i wanted to be the kind of woman my father couldn’t resist, even if i am his daughter. I waited until i was 18 for that very reason, i want him to see me as the sensual, grown, mature woman i am. i wanted him to look past the childish face he has always seen, and finally see my young, toned, supple breasts. My womanly curves. My smooth, warm, moist pussy lips. I want him to see me for what i am now, a woman, and i want him to want me.
Fast forward to now. Last night to be exact. Yesterday i turned 18 and i became a woman, in more ways than one. We had a birthday dinner just me and my father and step mother, we had some wine and dressed up and everything in our dining room. I wore a little red dress that barely covered my ass, my breasts spilling over the top, the fabric hugging my curves. My lips were bright red and my blonde curls flowed across my shoulders. My dads jaw dropped when he saw me, Terry scowled at me but my father nudged her and gave her a look as if to say “let it go, its her birthday”. That bitch has always bean jealous of me, we look alike, but every man wants 18 year old pussy, they settle for 40 year old pussy.
Dinner was uneventful. My father barely looked at me. I tried to turn him on by biting my lip, coyly smiling at him, I even opened my legs a bit to give him a subtle view of my now glistening pussy. Nothing. My methods always worked on young guys, but I should have known he was too old and smart for games. He is mature, experienced, a real man.
After dinner my father said happy birthday, goodnight, and gave me a peck on the cheek as he followed Terry into the bedroom. That cunt. She was going to fuck my daddy. Well I wasn’t going to give up my greatest sexual desire on MY birthday. My father was older, worldly, he needed a woman who would take charge, be spontaneous. A real woman doesn’t play games, she takes what she wants. I am a real woman now.
It was 1am, I could hear that old bitch snoring like she always does after she drowns her wrinkly face in wine. After a couple glasses that woman wouldn’t wake up to a jackhammer fucking her dried up old cunt. I snuck into my dads bedroom, now wearing nothing but a lacy white g-string and my red push up bra with the white lip print design on the left nipple. I walked over to his side of the bed, he was fast asleep and I could see an open bottle of lube on the bedside table. That cunt. I would not let that old cunt be the last thing my daddy felt around his cock that night.
I slowly pulled the quilt away from his chest, pulling it down past his legs, exposing his entire body to the cool night air. I felt a twinge beneath my panties. He was completely naked, and though he was flaccid, I saw a single drop of pre-cum perched on the tip of his circumcised penis. I immediately felt myself get wet and as I knelt down beside the bed eager for my first taste of daddies delicious juices, I felt my soaked panties slide effortlessly over my smooth mound. I rested my right hand lightly on the inside of his thigh, and my left hand gently gripped his hand. Don’t be confused, this isn’t some school girl crush, or a purely sexual fantasy, I am and will always be the perfect woman for my father. This was a special, emotional moment for us, this will be the very important beginning of a long and sensual relationship.
I leaned forward, excited, and I gently licked the tip of my fathers dick. That was all it took, I was hooked and I took his entire cock in my mouth eagerly. I put my practice to work and licked around the tip, opening my mouth wide and slide it as far into my mouth as possible until it tickled the back of my throat. My practice boys were smaller than my father tough, much smaller. I looked up at his sleeping face as he started to grow slowly in my mouth. I dragged my wet lips up his shaft and sucked gently on his head for a second, I slid my tongue around the head several times and then flicked his frenulum with my tongue. I stared up at him excitedly, I could see his mouth curl into a sleepy smile as he shifted a little, carefully thrusting his now rock hard, 8 inch cock up into the back of my throat. I couldn’t help but smile a little with a mouth full of juicy dick, I could tell in his half asleep state he assumed Terry was giving him a surprise blow job, but I would make this so much better than she could ever give him. I would make sure he knew what a real woman could do with his glorious manhood.
I sucked that sweet warm dick for almost 10 minutes, by this time I had my left hand wrapped around the base of his dick, my right hand fondling his balls. I looked up at his face again as his right hand rose to touch my head. It was unbelievable feeling his strong hand again, caressing my hair and slightly pushing my head down and again thrusting his cock a bit more into my mouth. He was huge, I had never had this much dick in my mouth and although I gagged a little I couldn’t be happier.
As I stared up at him, his fingers playing with my hair, goofy smile plastered to his face, his eyes started to open. He looked right at me and I smiled as I slid his cock back into my mouth. It took a few moments for his eyes to adjust to the darkness, and as he looked down at me he started to realize that this curly blonde hair and young face didn’t belong to his hag of a wife. His smile disappeared and his face looked panicked, I knew this moment would come and I had a plan. He pulled his hand from my hair and tried to sit up, but in a split second I was on top of him, straddling him. I put my hand over his mouth and leaned forward to his ear.
“If you wake her up you have to explain why we are in the position we are in.” I whispered as my lips caressed his neck. He laid back, hands flat against the mattress, a look on his face that can only be described as a mix of shock, confusion and curiosity. He was still drowsy, and I could tell he was considering what the best course of action was for him to take in this unusual situation. But my father is a smart man, I wasn’t going to let him over think all of this and ruin our first night together. I dug my nails into his chest and watched him wince, I leaned forward again and whispered into his ear “this is going to happen, you will love it and she never has to know as long as you are quiet and dont force me to do anything drastic to wake her up.” I leaned back and smiled coyly at him, in one smooth motion I slid back on him, moved my moist panties to the side and sat back on his cock.
My pussy is tight, like any 18 year old virgin, but I was so unbelievably wet that it slid in easily, with almost no resistance. And that was it. The night was far from over, but that was the moment that my father took my virginity. My jaw dropped and my eyes closed in the ecstasy of the moment. I arched my back and looked down at him, his eyes were shut and he was shaking his head in confusion and worry. His eyes opened and he looked up at me, eyes wide. I smiled and started to grind my soaking wet pussy on his cock, he immediately grabbed my thighs, shook his head and motioned toward the door. I tilted my head and gave him a disappointed smile, I looked over at Terry, her naked body cuddling her bunched up quilt. I looked back at him as slid my hand up her thigh and cupped her ass cheek. He aggressively grabbed my wrist and pulled my hand away from her in desperation. He held his hands up in defeat.
I smiled again, leaned back and grasped his thighs tightly as I started started slowly grinding against his cock. As hesitant as he was and even though he tried to make me believe he didn’t want this, his cock was hard as ever. I knew what he really wanted. I slid myself up and down the length of his dick, feeling it caressing my insides so gently, god it was the most amazing thing i could have ever experienced. His entire 8 inches filled me up so thoroughly, my dripping cunt gushing wetness around his shaft every time I thrust myself down onto him. It was so easy, so smooth, I wanted more and I knew my virgin pussy could take it. I leaned forward over him, hands on either side of his torso, and started pounding his hard erection. My ass bounced up and down, I saw his face, so relaxed. He was finally enjoying it. His eyes were closed and i put my hand on his face, his lips parted and he started breathing heavier and I bounced my round ass up and down on his slippery cock.
His eyes opened and he lunged forward at me, taking me by surprise. He sat up, wrapped his arms around my waste and held me close as he jumped up off of the bed. He carried my small frame in his strong, muscular arms and ran us out the door into my bedroom down the hall, his penis still inside me. When we entered my bedroom he tossed me onto my bed and turned quickly to close the door. He turned to me a started to quietly shout.
“What the fuck are you doing? Do you know how fucked up this is? What if Terry woke up?” I hurriedly stood up and walked over to him, he breathed heavily in his panicked and confused state, and I pressed my finger to his lips. He closed his eyes again, I could tell that he was fighting his urges, his desire to put his hands all over me, he wanted to be a good and honourable father but I knew that his want for me was strong enough to overcome those delusions of family purity.
I pressed my lips against his and gently kissed him, I knew that was all it would take to rouse his masculine nature. He slid his tongue into my mouth and grabbed my shoulders as he discovered every inch of my mouth. I put my hands on his chest and pushed him gently away. I stepped back, laying back on the bed and opening my legs, inviting him. He bit his lip but immediately accepted my invitation. He mounted me and again explored my mouth with his tongue as if it was his last day on earth. He cupped my smooth young breasts and carefully played with my nipples. He was burning inside, I could tell, but he was being so careful with me, his delicate virgin daughter. I pulled away from his mouth and looked up at him.
“You have made me a woman daddy, you can use me however you want. Don’t be careful, just fuck me like the dirty young toy that I am.”
His eyes lit up, he knew he had a willing slave that he could use at his leisure and finally accepted that this was truly what he had always wanted. He smiled at me and said something that made my clit twitch.
“Do you want daddy to make you feel as good as you make him feel?” He smirked at me and gently pinched my nipple. I felt my wetness drip down my thigh and my father slid his thick index finger into my gushing cunt. I smirked back at him and thrusted my pelvis towards him. He didn’t hesitate to make good on his promise, he started finger banging me at lightning speed, my breath quickened, I bit my lip and my long nails gripped his thick bicep. It felt amazing, but as I looked deep into his eyes he could tell what I really wanted.
He mounted me and slid his throbbing cock into my dripping little cunt. He immediately started pounding the ever loving fuck out of me. I couldn’t help but let out yelp after yelp, he covered my mouth and quickened his pace even more, I bit down on his hand and he pulled it away only to jam his thumb back into my mouth and grab my chin. I sucked on his thumb as he fucked my tight little pussy, I felt that familiar feeling building up inside me, and I could tell my daddy was as close as I was to the most mind blowing orgasm either of us would ever feel. He clenched his jaw and pumped harder and faster until I got exactly what I had wanted.
I wrapped my legs around his waste to keep him inside me as he tried to pull out, he was tired and weak and I was determined to feel my daddy explode inside me. He looked panicked but content as his giant cock pulsated inside me, letting string after string of smooth creamy cum coat my insides. As soon as he started to release inside me, I too orgasmed like I never thought possible. Mmm at this very moment I can still feel his cream inside my trembling pussy. He buried his face in my neck and kissed my collar bone, i released him from my grip and lay sprawled out on my bed, utterly satisfied. My father pulled his used dick out of me and cleaned himself with my frilly pink blanket. He leaned in and kissed me hard, he looked into my eyes and with tantalizing authority, told me something that I will always remember.
“You are a beautiful woman Felicity, if you ever tell anyone about this, its over. You better keep this body nice and tight for me honey, ok?” I nodded gleefully and he looked down at the beautiful cream pie we created, inspecting his handy work. “You better get on the pill, Terry doesn’t let me cum inside her and you are going to let me fill you up every fucking night.” He sucked on my nipple one last time and slapped my ass and then he was out the door.
I am still lying naked on my bed, my fathers cum still gushing from my lips and dripping down my ass. I am so happy at this moment, this has been the best night of my life and I can promise it wont be the last.