You see, I usually go to the library during the day to do homework. Lame, I know, but I don’t really like eating in the cafeteria because it’s dirty and smelly and I get creepy looks from the football players who ask me to sit on their laps. I did that ONCE and something started to get hard in the boy’s lap! I leapt off of him and ran all the way to the library without stopping. That’s about as close as I’ve ever gotten to a boy, to be honest.
So, there I was, with my protractor and chemistry textbook and Ivanhoe and I didn’t need any of it! I had already finished all of my chemistry homework for the year and written my paper on Ivanhoe. And besides, I already knew all the calculus there was to know, even up to multivariable. I sat down to ponder what I could work on. I guessed I could study for an AP test, but I had been getting perfect scores on the tests ever since I started practicing for them, so that seemed unnecessary too.
As I pondered my situation, I remembered something a girl in my class had been saying earlier that week. This was Marina Gonzalez, a “popular” girl. She has really big boobs and wears super low cut shirts. She flirts with boys and girls. Once, we were paired together as lab partners and she kept “accidentally” pushing her cleavage into my face, which was pretty easy since I’m so short. She would grab my butt and giggle about how little and cute I was. It felt kind of nice to get so much attention from a popular girl, but it sure made me uncomfortable…
Anyway, I remember Marina talking with some friends during study hall at the table next to me. For the record, I wasn’t talking… I was studying!
“Whenever I get bored, I just masturbate,” Marina had announced. “I bought a dildo as soon as I turned eighteen and I just slam it into my cunt every night… I can’t fall asleep without it. If Brad or Michael or Tim or…” The list went on for a while. “…isn’t able to come over, what am I gonna’ do?”
Masturbate… Confession time, my dear reader: I had never, ever done that. Why not? I don’t really know. I guess it always felt like there was something else I should be doing, like I should be studying or playing my cello or practicing my Latin declensions. I guess I also just… Didn’t know how. Oh, sure, I knew that sometimes, my… my pussy… gets wet. Like, when I watch Twilight… Or Justin Bieber. Or when I watch my step-dad do lawn work.
More confession time: even though he’s my step-dad, I have a huge, super-big crush on him. He’s raised me with my mom since I was four, so he’s really the only daddy I know but he’s young and handsome, and… What’s the word? Um, he’s ripped. Like, really ripped. He’s a personal trainer and so he stays in great shape and does all sorts of things around the house. And he’s always walking around shirtless because he knows my mom likes it. When I watch them in the kitchen and she walks up behind him and starts stroking his chest, teasing his nipples… I like to pretend that it’s me who’s touching him. I’m terrible, aren’t I?
So, sure, I knew that I got wet and I knew I could touch myself but I had never really tried. But, now seemed like as good a time as any.
I slid my leggings off and flipped up my skirt, revealing my pretty little panties. I ran a finger over my crotch. I shivered. It sure did feel nice. I kept rubbing slowly and I imagined my daddy was doing it, running his big, strong hands over my crotch.
“Oooh…” I whimpered, shuddering slightly. I could tell, then and there, that my body had been waiting for this. How long had it taken me to learn that I needed this? Why did I wait so long? I should have known, should have realized that I was a young girl and I needed sex… I was getting hornier and hornier with each moment, as if I were discovering a whole new world. I imagined all the things my daddy could do to my pussy. He could lick it and suck it (I had heard Marina talking about that and she had even offered to show me how to do it, which I politely declined…), he could put his fingers inside it, he could even put his… his cock in me. I let out a shuddering moan as I imagined my daddy putting his cock in me. How big was he, I wondered? Sure, I had seen his cock through the sweatpants he wore after workouts and I had even seen it when I was younger and we would shower together, but I had never seen it big and hard and ready to drive into a tight, wet pussy. I was jealous of my mom for getting that whenever she wanted.
I slid my panties off, shivering as the cool spring air filtered in through my window and drifted over my sloppy, moistening hole. A light dusting of hazelnut colored hair covered my pink lips and I couldn’t help but admire my cute little pussy, so pale and pink.
I ran a finger from the bottom of my hole all the way up to my clit, shuddering and whining. My clit started to peak out from within its hood and I whimpered as I touched it. The tip of my finger pressed directly onto my swelling little nub and I all but screamed. I imagined what my daddy would do to my clitty—how would he lick it, suck it, even bite it? He would make me beg, make me happy to be his good girl…
“Oh, god, daddy…” I found myself moaning as I played with my clitty. “Please, daddy, please…”
That was fun but I needed more. God, I needed more. I looked around frantically. I didn’t have a great big dildo like Marina but I’m sure I had something to put inside myself. I found a hairbrush and grabbed it without a second thought, pressing the handle to my wet lips. It slid in without resistance and I squealed. It hurt for a second but then, my pussy lips closed tightly around it and my muscles trembled. I continued to rub my clit as I worked the handle in and out, in and out, digging into my tight hole. It felt so big already and I knew that my daddy would be even bigger…
“Oh, daddy,” I moaned, even more loudly. “Your cock is so big.”
“It’s bigger than that, sweetie.” I heard the door close and I jumped, tearing the hairbrush out of my pussy.
“Daddy!” I squealed. “Daddy, what are you doing there?”
And then I gasped. He had undone his pants and there was his cock—his actual cock! It was hard, long and trembling, swollen and red, twitching slightly with a drop of clear pre-cum on the meaty tip of his cock. It was also huge, bigger than three or four of my hairbrush handles combined!
“You should really close your door if you’re going to do things like this, sweetheart,” my daddy advised me. I flushed. How could I have forgotten to close the door? I guess I was just so excited to practice masturbating, to give it a try… I hadn’t been thinking that someone might hear. You see, my daddy works odd hours sometimes since he’s a personal trainer, so he happened to be home when I got home.
“Daddy!” I whimpered. “I’m sorry… I thought the door was closed.”
My daddy advanced on me, his cock bouncing slightly. It twitched under my gaze and I couldn’t help but imagine all the things he could do to me with that big tool.
“Honey, I think you should take the brush out of your cunt—“ I shivered as I heard my daddy use that filthy word to refer to my wet little lips—“and lay yourself down on your bed.”
Obediently, I complied. I set my hairbrush on my desk, even though it was still slick with my juices. Keeping my eyes on my daddy, I went over to my bed and lay down, spreading my legs almost instinctively. Of course, he hadn’t said what he was going to do to me, but my body knew, and my body wanted it.
My daddy took up his position and held me down against the bed by my arms. My eyes widened—I couldn’t get away, even if I wanted to.
“Daddy, what are you doing?” I asked, even though I knew quite well what was about to happen.
“Sweetheart, it’s time you learned what being a woman is all about. This will be your first time, won’t it?”
Dumbly, I nodded. My daddy slid the tip of his cock against my wet lips, letting it slide in just barely. It was an electric, erotic feeling, and waves of excitement shot through my entire body.
“Oh, daddy,” I whimpered, pressing my hips forward, without even thinking about it. My daddy leaned down and pressed the hottest, sweetest, wettest, most loving kiss I could ever imagine, right onto my lips. I kissed him back, savoring his tongue, his rough, masculine scent�
��something like sandalwood and sweat and coffee—and letting his tongue slide over my braces. As we kissed, he pressed his cock into my pussy. I let out a gasp into his mouth.
My daddy was inside of me! He penetrated me fully in one stroke and then let his cock stay there, throbbing inside of me. It hurt a little bit but mostly, I felt good. In fact, I felt great! I felt so full, so full of my daddy!
“Daddy…” I whimpered, squirming around his cock. It was touching parts of my insides that I didn’t even know existed. I whined and writhed beneath him, his powerful arms holding me still.
“Baby girl, you’re going to get fucked now. I want you to remember this moment for the rest of your life.”
And with that, my daddy began to thrust his hips into me. I let out a delighted cry as his huge cock thundered into my pussy, stretching me wide, wider than I had ever imagined he could stretch me. My body shuddered the entire time and my hips and muscles squeezed him hard. I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him in deeper. I wanted more, more of my daddy, more of his big daddy cock, more of his powerful body driving into me.
“Please, daddy,” I whined, tears coming to my eyes. It hurt, but it hurt deliciously. I was losing my virginity to my father and it was all I had ever wanted, I realized. Sex was great! It was incredible! It was so much more fun than studying, so much more fun that practicing the cello or listening to opera or memorizing chemical formulas. How had I never known this before? Marina was onto something!
My daddy’s cock pumped in and out of my hungry hole and my lips stretched up to capture his again. He groped my tiny titties through my shirt and bra and I shuddered when I felt his strong hands tease over my sensitive nipples. One of his hands slid down to hold tight onto my ass, using that leverage to power his dick deeper and deeper into me.
“Daddy!” I cried out, so loudly I was worried the whole neighborhood would notice. The man who had picked me up from soccer practice, the man who had cleaned my scraped knees, the man who had taken me to the doctor and driven me to quizbowl meets… That man was now fucking me!
“Daddy, I’m all yours,” I moaned. “Do whatever you want to me, daddy.”
“Don’t tempt me, Anna,” my daddy whispered in my ear. He nibbled my ear lobe and I shuddered, delighting again at the pleasurable pain. “I can think of some pretty horrible things I’d like to do with you.”
“I want to do it all, daddy. Do whatever you want to me.”
My daddy just chuckled to himself, grunting as he continued to fuck me. Little did I know what I would be in store for later on…
Anyway, my daddy’s hand on my ass as he fucked me drifted into the crack between my ass cheeks and I squealed as he pushed a finger into my tight back hole.
“Daddy! That’s not supposed to go there,” I cried.
“Oh, baby girl, that’s how little girls show their daddies that they love them… They let them do whatever they want.”
Fair enough—I had said I would do whatever he wanted, after all. He dug his fingers deep into my ass, finger-fucking my virgin back hole as he pounded my pussy, timing his thrusts and his fingers so that he drove into me simultaneously. I felt like I was being skewered from two ends… And I loved it!
“Harder, daddy, harder!” I whined, my muscles squeezing my daddy’s cock and fingers. “Fuck me harder, daddy!”
He complied eagerly, picking up the pace and pounding my pussy harder and harder, driving into his fingers from the other side. Suddenly, I felt something I had never felt before—a tingling that began in my pussy and seemed to build, slowly at first, but then faster and faster. It was like fire and electricity and hot-ice all at the same time and it spread from my pussy throughout my body and before I knew it, I was shaking and writhing beneath my daddy, my pussy spasming around his cock as I sucked him in over and over again.
“Daddy, what’s happening?!” I screamed, tears coming from my eyes. It wasn’t that it hurt—it was just that it was so powerful! I truly had never experienced anything like this… This was way better than studying!
“My little girl just had her first orgasm,” my daddy announced proudly, and with a groan, he dug himself into me, up to the hilt, his hairy crotch pressing against my sensitive clit and sending shockwaves of delight through my body once more.
I felt his cock start to pulse in my womb, sending hot loads of his sticky cum deep into me. I moaned as I accepted his seed—I could believe it! My daddy was cumming in me! How many times had he cum in my mommy? And now, now… He was cumming in me! I was taking the same cock that my mom got to take whenever she wanted, and I was taking the same cum that filled her up every night (I knew from this from overhearing them—my parents are pretty frisky!).
“That’s a good girl,” my daddy moaned. “Take your daddy’s cum. Daddy shot this load just for you. All for your, baby, it’s all for you.” He just kept cumming! I couldn’t believe it. Where had he been hiding all that sticky, warm juice?
My pussy was sore and aching from its hard, inaugural fucking but I loved the feeling of my daddy’s cock as it grew softer inside of me, as if I had milked it—as if he had given me his all and now, there was nothing left of him but his flaccid cock and his heaving, manly chest pressed against mine.
“Oh, daddy…” I whimpered, wrapping my arms tightly around him and hugging him close. “Daddy, I love you!”
“I love you too, baby girl,” my daddy cooed into my ear, and he gave me a big, sloppy kiss. “Did you finish your homework?”
“I don’t have any homework!” I giggled, returning to the problem that had first caused me to seek out my hairbrush and try out Marina’s boredom-busting technique. “That’s why I started masturbating… I was just bored.”
“Well, baby, we’ll have to find things for you to do after school then, if you don’t have any homework!”
I giggled innocently. I assumed that meant more fun with my daddy and it did, in a way. But I didn’t realize what else was coming…
My daddy pulled out of me with a sloppy pop and started for the door.
“Well, baby girl, I’m going to take a shower and then meet with a client. You should clean yourself up too and, uh, let’s keep this our little secret?”
I grinned nice and wide, showing off my braces. “Sure thing, daddy!”
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It didn’t really sink in until the next afternoon what all I had done with my daddy. I had lost my virginity to my very own father—well, more like given it. I definitely had been eager to take his big, thick cock into my tight teenage pussy, and I couldn’t help but get wet in calculus thinking about it. Imagine me, not thinking about class but, rather, imagining my father slamming my twat till it burned! It was the first time in I don’t know how many years that I found myself daydreaming in class.
I rushed straight home from school as soon as the last bell rang. I didn’t even stick around to chat with my teachers like I usually do—sometimes I clean the chalkboard for Mr. Mitchell and he has me stand on a high chair while he stands under me, peering up me, as if he were looking up my skirt while I got my hands all gross and chalky… But he would never do that, I was sure!
Anyway, I had no idea what my daddy might have planned for me, or if he would even be at home. Nonetheless, I didn’t want to keep him waiting if he planned on doing more naughty things with me.
You can imagine my surprise then, when I found not just my daddy but my daddy and four other men. They were all big men, as big or bigger than my daddy. I recognized one—his name was Ron and occasionally, he came around to visit with my daddy and mom. He was kind of strange—he always wore Hawaiian shirts and would bring a video camera to make “special” videos of my mother and father, as he called them—I guess they just wanted lots of memories for when they were older. I totally wasn’t surprised to see that Ron had his video camera with him, of course.
“Sweetheart, these are some friends of daddy’s,” my father began, with a big smile. The sour smell of whiskey hung in the room—they’d a
ll be drinking, judging from the glasses in their hands and the half-empty bottle of scotch sitting on the coffee table. “And I want you to entertain them like you entertained daddy yesterday.”
I blushed and looked at my feet. Oh, sure, I was eager to fuck my daddy again but to fuck other men, men I had never met?
“D-d-daddy, I don’t know what you’re talking about…”
My daddy’s face darkened. “What do you mean, sweetheart?”
“What did we do yesterday? You… You just helped me with my homework.”
My daddy gave a short, hard laugh. I was lying and it was apparent to everyone in the room. The men all shifted uncomfortably: I could see big bulges in their pants. What were they expecting? I realized then that my daddy really had invited them all over to fuck me. He had taken me at my word, that I would do whatever he wanted and this was what he wanted. My daddy was planning on letting these strange men fuck me any way they wanted.
My daddy advanced on me and I saw the red light on Ron’s video camera go on. He was going to film all of this.
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