
Me and dad
Posted Sep 13, 2014 by anonymous | 1236 views | 4 comments
Pig bitch mom left when I started school. Dad always bathed me and when it was just me and him he started betting in ash showering after washing me and I would play til we were done. He bagan getting with me to rinse my hair and would lift me with my knees to his chest and my head under the shower head. The first thing odd I noticed was he would set me down and turn away toward the water and stay that way for a while. When he would turn toward me sometimes, his penis would be larger somewhat. I would stare at it and one time I asked him about it. He said guys get like that sometimes when they like girls and if I told anyone, he would get in big trouble and would not be able to see me any more. That went on for a while, maybe a few months and he Kept asking if I ever told anyone his penis was big when we showered. I insisted i would never get him in trouble. I was scared of losing him too, so I never even considered it. Spoo when he began to feel more comfortable trusting me, he began to allow it to be more and more erect. I later figured out he would hold my head under the water with my knees to his chest so he could look right at my pussy. When he would set me down, his dich would be fully erect. He started letting it brush me when he set me down and I was very surprised I guess you'd say by how soft the skin was. I would try and lean into him and feel it more and he would let me. He always made sure I was never mentioning anything about this to anyone and I always told him I would never get him in trouble. One time he asked if I wanted to put my knees to his side and it would be easier for him to hold my head nder the water. I soon realized I could spread my legs and wrap my them around his waist and hang on with them. He would craddle me with his arms and pull me toward him and soon I was pressing my pussy to his tummy while he rinsed my hair. I would just totally go relaxed and loved to just lay there like that. I would always try and feel his erection touch me as he set me down and and one time he literally slid me down with it between us. It went up my tummy to my ribs. \ He gradually let me rest lower and lower against hiw tummy with my pussy pressing to his tummy until his erection would sometimes be against my ass cheeks. One time he slid it between my legts as he lowered me off him and I thought it felt so goodj. I would always pull myself to him with my feet and press so good to him and just lay there long as he would hold me. I thought about this throughout the days and would always be glad when he would call in for the night to have dinner and shower and wind down for the night as he would call it. He constantly made sure I never mentioned it to anyone. After I went in for the night and the door was locked and we had our private times. He was especially concerned about telling mom. I said I never told her anything and she never asked anything. Shewas horrorible anyway. A PIG. After probably about 2 years of taking his time and being very cautious with me and making sure we were both saf3e with this, he told me to tryt facing away from him him and rinsing my hair looking down. I soon was wrapping my legs around him and pulling to him as he held my chest in his arms and almost imediately was basically resting my pelvis on his erect shafyt. I got use to this very fast and he would pull me to him so lovely and I would pull with my legs and soon I realized to really spread my legs when he lifted me to him and it would open me wider and his shaft would really feel good and I could stay there all day if I could. That soon evolved to us pressing and releasing pressure and almost fucking. I would pull to him and would hold me with his arms and guide my movement into him and I was pressing all I could onto his shaft. I could almost sit my weight on it and slide a little and he would lold me so it felt the best for me. He started bumping me, my ass into his lower tummy and asked if I liked that and I said it felt so good. I'm sure that was the first time he came cuz he went away and sat me down. He turned away like when he first started getting erect a long time before. I was probably 9yo when that happened. It soon bacame a regular occurance. Then he started holding me the other way to, facing him and I would rest my ass and pussy onto his erection and he would slide me in and out on it. I would wrap my legs and pull to him and could do it for as long as he would let me. His erection always would go away and I would see stringy stuff out the end of him. I asked and he said what it was. And when it came, it made him not want to do that anyh more. I goyty to where I didn't want it to come. I would ask to not make it come cuz it would stop us. I loved every way he he would hold me. He would put our tummies together and I would slide on him and lean forward and and back to hug him and to also put more weight on his shaft, depending on what I wantedc. I would also turn away and he would hold my chest while I slid my slit up and down on him and hit my ass to his pelvis. One time I was facing him and our tummies were really pressed together and I was squeezing his shaft between my inner thighs so good and sliding my crotch up and down it and he started sucking my neck. He was squeezing me so tight. All I wanted to do was stay there forever. It just occured to me, I have not mentioned after he would call me in for the evening, the only time we would do this begavior is in the shower. No other time we ever let anything occur.It was his way of making sure of safety he said. He said we had to be very quiet in the shower, appartment neighbors, and never tell we showered together. I was abouyt 10 by now and we were all but fucking. I would spread as far as I could and open my slit and his shaft would slide in the opening like I was humping an arm of a chair or something. We were holding each other so tight and kissing by now and he showedc me how to use my tongue a little and I loved it so much. I was hearing about stuff at school and asked him to let me rub him up and down and he could do the same to me. He said he would squirt and it would go away again nbut if I wanted to I could. He was rubbing me and that's when I felt penetration for the first time. I guess I stopped doing him cuz he picked me up and put my back to his tummy and sat me on his shaft like always and reached around and continued rubbing my clit and began to go deeper and deeper as he held me up with one hand around my tummy and sat on his shaft as he fingered me with his othwr hand. After I was in so much pleasure for for so long, he sat me down and said to pump him until it squirted and I seen it spray for the first time. He kissed me and told me what a great girl I was and he always wanted to be with me. He started lettinhg us face each other more with his shaft between our tummies and lifting me higher so it would slide past the top of my slit as it went to my tummy. More and more he would take longer and press hardedr at my slit and would try so hard to bvend so it would go in and he would just hold me so tight that way. He would never allow himself to penetrate me. Many times he would cum between our tummies. He would always tell me how good I was and how always wanted me to stay with him forever. I remember the first time we did Ajnything outside the shower, We were on the couch watching TV and hewas rubbing my back and and slipped down to my ass and reached into my croth and rubbed. I rolledc face down some and spread and he began to go deeper and deeper and was really in me and said go make sure the door was locked that he had a surprise for me. I came back and he laid me on the couch and pulled myh pajamas down and started kissing me all over and kept getting closert to my pussy and then he licked me at the top of it a litlle. He spread my legs so he could get his face in there and started really doing it. I knew right then I was in love and never wanted to leave Him. Idk if I came fully but it was so good I couldn't get enough. I mean imediately was addicted to it. He said I could have that any time I wanted and if I wanted to do the same to him I could. I asked him every night and he always would lick me and he got to where he could really do it well. I didn't like to suck him very much so he said to sit on his face and use my hands while he licked me. This was always after our shower at nighyt and we were clean. Our showers had turned into getting ready ready for play time in the living room. I was straddle him as he was on his back one time and was rubbing myself on his shaft and started to force it in and he held my hips so he could help guid. It took so long to work it in butg it went in very slowly and and it hurt but felt good too. I stayed that way until it didn't feel good and got off. He held me and said it would get alot better and when I wanted to, I could do it again.We kisssed alot and and he never aproached me and let me decide the next time to play. The next time was about 3-4 days later and I wanted oral so after our shower I asked and he said to sit on him and push how I wanted. I was so into it that time and moved to try again with him in me. Again it hurt but not as bad. I stopped again and again he said to take my time and decide for myself. Probably a week later I did it again and it only hurt a little and sorta felt better than the other times. Every time I would get oral, I would end up wanting to have him in me and it kept feeling better each time and after about 8-10 times I was slowly riding him and making it feel better and better and he would end up cumming and and I would wait til it was small and climb off. I got to where I could really make it feel good and would have small orgasms I'm sure of it. Still it wasn't sas good as oral but I always wanted it when I got oral from him. He was so good at it. When I got myu first periodj, he imediately took me to Dr. and told me to say I was having sex with other boys if they asked. I got the pill and we continued to have sex and it was getting bettrer and better. We were basically acting like man and wife then, in our apparetment when we were alone, and father and daughter wthe rest of the time. I loved him so much. He treated me so well all the time. I always hated my mom after she left. \ When I was about 19, I got a BF with his blessing. I was asked out and told him and he said I had to move on for my own good. I ended up getting married to him an dhave kids. I'm not a child molester either. I have a normal family life however BORING my marriage is. I still dream of the best days of my life when it was all about me. My father has been dead for 3 years and has never left my heart.
Commented Sep 15, 2014 by anonymous
Very warm thoughts that you have. I hope you're able to act on them before too long. Oh :-) be sure to trim, so he has the girl he knew. Be happy.
Commented Sep 13, 2014 by anonymous
Thank You. That is what I always wanted with my dad, but did never achieve it. I love this confession and copied to save.
Commented Sep 13, 2014 by cum4pussy
Went I was a child my uncle started to play with me which lead to the real game he had in mind all the time the husband and wife play in bed,the only different for us was we played it on the floor in the kitchen everyday. When I got older we played on his bed in his room ,even though it hurted me when ever we played I always wanted it the next day,it made me feel so nice to get my pussy played with.I am a grown woman now and still think about those days with my uncle,I even asked him a few months ago if we can do it again now that I am older. The only problem we have now is that someone is always at home where he lives.Although where he lives is the same place where we used to play but back then people were more busy that is how he had enough time to play with me everyday. Whenever I think about him my pussy tingle,that could you how much I enjoyed it and still want it.I want to feel his cock pushing its way up inside of my pussy and one day I will feel it n me just like how it used to be.
Commented Sep 13, 2014 by anonymous
Long story but is it true? Shit like this happens but when the child grows up the memory is usually unpleasant. I suggest therapy which might help you sort out your feelings.