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I’ve all the time been really close to my father. Maybe it’s because we have the personality, or the same hobbies, or like the same sports teams, but somehow I’ve all the time felt closer to him than to anyone else in my family, or even any of my friends. Whenever I’ve had problems or college or in life, he’s all the time been there to comfort me and set me in the right direction. I know it’s not cool, but just spending time with him makes me happy. When I’m folded tight in his strong arms, I feel as safe as I did as a five year old.

Lately I’d decided to lose my virginity to my boyfriend, Ron. Honestly, the whole experience was a little underwhelming. It made me feel insecure as a woman. Why didn’t I like sex? What was wrong with me? Was I all the time gonna have to fake being satisfied? Ron wasn’t the first guy I dated, but he seemed like the first who was serious enough to move forward.

Of course I didn’t tell my father about my sexual insecurities and disappointments, though sometimes the wondered flashed through my mind I wasn’t his perfect little girl anymore.

Then one day, the unthinkable happened. I’d been fucking Ron, thinking we were alone in the house. As soon as he left though and pulled his car out of the drive, what did I discover but that my father had been there the whole time!

“I was listening to you having sex with your new guy, Cindy. I have to say, I’m concerned.”

I stuttered, and tried to regroup my thoughts.

“It sounds like you are letting yourself be used by a very immature and selfish young man whose ideas of sex are ripped off from the pornographic videos he probably jacks off to. I would be utterly astonished if you had an orgasm, or even experienced much of anything at all at the hands of that young tyro.”

I’d never heard my father talk like that, but the truth was, as all the time, he was right. Knowing that my daddy all the time understood my feelings, I gave into my urge to burst into tears and ran into his arms.

“There, there. Now I won’t have my daughter taken advantage of by some loser. You deserve only the best. I’m going to show you the standard you need to judge by. You trust your daddy, don’t you?”

I wasn’t really sure what he meant, but I all the time have and all the time will trust my daddy. I thought if he was gonna show me some sort of sex education book. The wondered strangely excited but also embarrassed me, but I knew he wouldn’t have said it if it wasn’t for the best.

It wasn’t until he led me into the bedroom and told me to take off my clothes and lie down spread-eagled on the bed that I realized my own father planned to fuck me. Could we really do that? All I knew is that deep down I’d all the time secretly wanted it, and now just like that, it was gonna happen.

I lay down on the bed, and felt his strong hands securing my feet and ankles to the bedposts so I could not move, and a blindfold go over my eyes. Then as I lie there naked, I heard the sound of clothes being removed. Just as the suspension was killing me, I felt my father’s lips against mine, and his tongue in my mouth. I melted against his sensuous assault, as I felt his hands squeezing my breasts.

I lost track of the progress of time as his mouth moved against mine over and over. Then he pulled away with a wet sucking sound and his mouth moved down my body to my wet cunt. “Let me show you how a pussy is played with, I’ve learned a few tricks over the years.” I felt his tongue circle my clit and his teeth lightly brush the sides, and then he began sucking, as I arched into his mouth. Meanwhile his fingers were sliding in and out of my pussy. He kept changing up the direction of attack, now pulling back the hood of my clit to hit it head-on, now sucking on my pussy lips, now stuffing a third finger in my cunt and pushing it hard and deep. Just knowing it was my father, the man I most trust and rely on in the world, let me relax and be present so much more deeply than with Ron, who I guess I was all the time a bit play-acting with, trying to present myself as a good girlfriend. My dad definitely wasn’t joking that he knew a few tricks. I guess I’d wondered I knew about sex because I’d read the usual kinds of websites and heard the usual kinds of jokes, but that day I discovered corners of my cunt that were sensitive in methods I had no idea about.

Just when I wondered I couldn’t take anymore, I felt buzzing and pressure against my anus. There was a sharp feeling of stretching and then a fullness. My father had pushed a vibrating buttplug into me! It felt like a big one too by the size of it. He put a finger against my lips to shush me as I got used to the unfamiliar sensations. I felt strange but it also felt good

“Now that I’ve given some attention to my little girl’s two pretty little fuckholes, it’s time for me to worship your wonderful titties. That’s the part of you I’m most proud of.” I felt his fingers rolling and pulling my nipples, hard. I didn’t know that would feel so good. He begin sucking, licking and biting my breasts. Ron had played with my breasts, but only for a few minutes to get me ready before he started fucking, and I all the time had the feeling that he was impatient. My father was not impatient. It must have been fifteen minutes of him manipulating my breasts. It seemed he could not get enough. I’d never imagined my body could feel so good for so long.

Finally it was time for him to demonstrate the correct use of the penis. He untied my legs so he could retie them together with my wrists, leaving me wide open for him to fuck as deeply as feasible. I don’t know exactly what he was doing differently, or it was the angle or the massive butt toy that narrowed the passage for his prick or if his cock was just a different, superior size and shape, but the sensations of his prick sliding in and out of me were completely different from what I’d experienced before. Instead of a boring sliding with no real sensation, I noticed that I felt amazingly full and engrossed, as he stroked fast then slow, hitting my g-spot and every inch of me. I felt so open and trusting, knowing it was my darling father who was skewering me wide open on the bed.

We never told anyone about our little secret, but after that night, I broke up with Ron. He was not good enough for me. I was determined to prove my father’s faith in my judgment right and only spend my time with men who treated me to all the pleasure I deserved.

NSFW: yes

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