A strange incident with my father
This story is not made up; it is real. I have remained silent for many years, ashamed to tell anyone about my experiences. I will pour out my feelings and talk about my sex life here.
Let's start with the fact that I lost my virginity very early. I won't name the age, but it was terrible and not by my will. I was lucky that I am a strong person and didn't suffer from the memories; I just blocked it out.
I want to tell you about one case that I vividly remember. Now, of course,
relations with this person have become normal for me, but back then it was unexpected.My parents have a close friend. I never imagined him as an object of sexual fantasies, but he, apparently, very much imagined me. One day, he came to visit us. I was home but was about to go out with my girlfriends to drink and have fun. It was summer, so for the walk, I just put on shorts and a t-shirt. My figure wasn't exactly slim. I had a little belly, and size 3 breasts (I can't stand their weight, even though they're not huge).
I forgot to mention that we live in a large settlement. Like in all villages, there's a local club—a house of culture.
So. My girlfriends and I drank, started dancing; the club was crowded. Time flew by quickly, about 3 hours passed. I went out to smoke yet again, and there was the family friend—Vitya. We started chatting, and then he touched my back, then ran his hand down it all the way to my butt. I got goosebumps all over, and there was a slight 'tingle' between my legs. I looked straight into his eyes; he seemed to hold his breath and looked back at me. This lasted about 7 seconds, and he leaned in towards my lips. Kissing him was pleasant; I got very aroused. Then he invited me to his place, and I, naturally, agreed.
We got to his house, and he immediately started taking off my t-shirt, touching my breasts, whispering: "I've wanted you for a long time, you can't even imagine how many years." When he started licking my neck, my knees buckled. He crouched down next, his hands went into my panties. When he realized I was practically flooded between my legs, he picked me up in his arms and carried me to the bedroom. He laid me on the bed, immediately started taking off my shorts and panties, and then buried his mouth in my crotch. I moaned like women in porn; it was magical. Hearing the smacking sounds, his hoarse breathing, feeling the pleasant sensations between my legs. The alcohol in my blood seemed to surge even stronger, and I completely stopped being shy, relaxed.
I rested for about 10 minutes when I felt hands on my butt. The hands spread my buttocks, and I felt a tongue on my anus. Between my legs was getting wet again. The hands lifted me again and put me on my knees, but then I felt the tongue on my pussy. The tongue went into my vagina, so I started massaging my clit myself and preparing for penetration, but it still wasn't happening; instead, the tongue explored my crotch, licked my anus, licked my back; I moaned even louder! And, finally, a cock entered me, while the man's hands, meanwhile, pressed me to his chest. I had already started moving my ass myself to get even more pleasure, squeezing my vaginal walls, touching my breasts, enjoying it, and then I heard a whisper: "Yes, my girl, just like that, my good girl." I recognized my father's voice in that whisper! Father! I was so shocked that I came right then! But he didn't come and kept pounding into me. At first, I wanted to push him away, but I realized it was arousing me again. The thought that my own father was fucking me was driving my pussy crazy. So, I lay down with my chest on the bed and, on the contrary, stuck my butt out so it would be easier for him to hold me, and suddenly the light turned on! It was Vitya, my father's friend, standing in the doorway, watching us and jerking off. I abruptly pushed dad away, rolled onto my back, lifted my pelvis higher, and he entered me again. I looked at him; he looked as if his dream, his dirtiest fantasy, had come true. I touched my nipples; dad understood and started biting and licking them, his hand reached for my butt, and a finger started massaging my anus.
I was getting high, moving my ass, my fingers reached for my clit, and my toes clenched to the point of pain.
Then Vitya came over, kissed me, and suggested that very double penetration. I got scared, but dad said he would do everything so his little girl wouldn't be in pain. It was already a shock for me that my father was fucking me, and now double penetration too.
Dad lay on his back, sat me on top of him, and started his thrusts again. I rocked, but not too much. Then Vitya tried to put a finger in my anus, but nothing worked. I was still constrained by the fear of pain. He made several attempts, but my ass wouldn't give in to him. Giving up attempts, he just shoved his cock into my mouth, and I, meanwhile, looked at my dad and noticed that he liked watching me suck Vitya's dick. Naturally, to see more of his lustful emotions, I started smacking my lips very loudly and tried to make more saliva flow from my mouth. "Mmm, mmmm, smack, smack, mmm, slurp." I started massaging my clit again, with my other hand massaging Vitya's cock, my ass was rocking on my dad's big cock, and my eyes watched as dad's eyes rolled back in pleasure.
After a while, I noticed that the alcoholic haze was starting to leave my body, and thoughts began to come into my head: "Damn, what am I doing? What about our family relationship? What about mom? What am I doing?" I looked at my father again, but he was definitely sober and definitely liked that his daughter was bouncing on his cock. And then father moved his hands from my butt to my breasts and sharply squeezed my nipples. Aaah, that was an explosion of everything! Something seemed to explode in my body, stars lit up in my eyes, my vagina clenched as much as father's cock allowed, and father, groaning: "Daughter, my sweet," abruptly pulled out and streams of his semen sprayed onto my stomach, then dripped onto his stomach, which I was leaning on. I lay on his chest, not moving, afraid to know his reaction after sex. The bedroom was silent; I could even hear the sound of my own heartbeat.
Then dad lifts me off him, lays me on my back, and starts licking my crotch, while looking straight into my eyes. Tears flowed from the mix of feelings. On one hand, it felt very good; on the other—I was ashamed. Very ashamed. I whisper: "Enough, stop," he replies: "Baby, it's okay, everything's fine, we'll figure it all out."
Vitya, apparently understanding that we needed to talk, left.
We started talking. Although we didn't look the way people usually look when having serious conversations. Dad said he started noticing me when I was 18. That's when I started disappearing on the street often, at friends' places, wearing revealing clothes that emphasized my appetizing figure. And once, when he was at a friend's place, the friend showed him porn with an actress who looked very much like me. He downloaded that video, imagined me in her place, and masturbated. It turns out he often took my worn panties, smelled them, licked them, and fantasized. And today he saw Vitya and me going to this house and decided to peek, but he could only hear my moans, and then the light went out, and my moans dissolved in the sound of loudly playing music. And he decided. He came in, waited for Vitya and me to finish, and proceeded to fulfill his dream—sex with his daughter. And he liked it; he feels a surge of strength, all-encompassing love for me. He said he wants more, and not just once, to feel the taste of my juices on his tongue, the tightness of my vagina on his cock, and the smell of my pleasure.
I burst into tears and admitted that I really liked it all too, and I would be very happy if we spent time in bed together. And then we heard Vitya's voice: "And don't forget about me," dad and I laughed.
Since then, a lot has changed, but my sexual relationship with my dad continues. When I feel ready to tell more, I will write more than one story about my sexual partners. Thank you for your attention; I feel shy about the readers' reactions.