My Initial Experience with Father
This story takes place with everyone being 18 or older and coping with different situations in their lives.
After having a stressful week with auditors invading my office and demanding to see all our sales records, I was ready to crash for the night. As I passed by my stepdaughter Talia's room, I greeted her saying "Goodnight, sweetheart." Normally she would respond, but not this time. She was crying inside her room.
I could feel my shoulders droop as I knew I couldn't just crawl into bed without making sure she was okay. I checked the door and found her sitting on her bed wearing nothing but a lacy white bra and tiny panties exposing her bigger-than-usual red nipples. This caught my attention instantly. My eyes focused on her chest, which rose and fell rapidly with her sobs. I got closer to her, unsettled by how stunning she looked. She must've been going through puberty because I noticed her body was growing into a very attractive, sexy young woman.
I sat down next to her and asked what had happened. Talia replied through her tears, "Stevo broke up with me and never wants to see me again."
I felt relief that she was no longer with that guy because he was a total jerk. But upon noticing her nude body, it was hard to hide my feelings. "Aw, I'm sorry about that. Let's get you comfortable." I picked her up from the bed and helped her into a t-shirt and shorts.
She confided in me the details of her breakup. "We were supposed to have sex tonight. But when I said I didn't want him to spank me as a first, he was angry and kicked me out of his house. I had to walk home in the rain."
My blood boiled as I pictured that uncaring cretin spanking my daughter. "You're better off without him."
Her brows furrowed, "That's a relief to hear. I was afraid because I haven't experienced what sex and pleasuring myself feels like. My friend Jen shames me for it, always mentioning how amazing it is to make love with her boyfriend. But I'm really tired of being a virgin. I just want it to happen. Am I a loser for not having sex?"
I gave Talia an encouraging look. "You're a smart and beautiful young girl - you'll find the right guy who'll treat you well. When you feel comfortable with him and it's right, you'll know when you're ready."
She timidly looked into my eyes, "Do you think so, Dad?"
"Of course, honey. But for now, focus on sleeping and forget about all this." I helped get her into bed and tucked her in.
"Dad... Are you sure I'll meet someone who treats me well? I just want to lose my virginity. I've never even touched myself down there."
I laid my hand on her thigh, reassuring her. "When the time is right, you'll find someone who'll make your first time special."
She started crying again. "Is there a chance I'll ever really feel like other girls do? To have the sexual freedom they have?"
In reply, I gently told her, "You'll find the right person one day, honey. In time, you'll experience intimacy and learn what makes you feel great."
"But I'm ready now...", she admitted, making it hard to hide my excitement. It's as if the previous topic shifted straight to my head.
"Sweetheart, you'll naturally understand your body and sexual desires in the future. No one should rush you into it before you feel ready."
She shook her head, "No, when my mom was alive, I inquired about sex and how to make myself feel good. However, she was so uneasy discussing such topics; she merely informed me that I'd learn everything I required in school. However, they never taught us how to masturbate in health class, or I would have undoubtedly paid attention if they started talking about something that captivated me, like that."
"So, you're stating you've never even attempted to achieve orgasm?"
"How can I, if I don't even know where to touch myself? You know my mom blocked my computer, and I don't own a smartphone, so I can't even look stuff up. And there certainly aren't any how-to books on that topic in our school library."
"Honey, you're aware your mother was merely trying to protect you because there is a multitude of inappropriate content online for a young woman to be viewing."
"But I'm not a child anymore, Dad. I'll be entering college in the fall. And I know I'll be the only one who's never had sex. Then everybody will refer to me as a loser, and no one will want to approach me."
"Sweetheart, many individuals wait to engage in sexual activities."
"But I don't want to wait anymore! I'm tired of waiting. I want to experience what it feels like. Julie asserts that when her boyfriend is between her legs, he makes her shriek her head off. And I've never even had my private parts touched."
I was on the verge of fainting as I observed her get up on her knees, remove her panties, and spread her legs wide. Pointing at her crotch while imploring, "Please, Dad, will you demonstrate to me how to achieve climax?"
For a moment, I almost lost my balance due to her enticing display.
However, I eventually recalled why she had spoken and whispered, "Baby, allegedly, your lady parts felt amazing. I was fascinated."
My tongue darted out and wet my lips as I watched her petite pussy, spread open, invitingly beckoning me to lick it and touch it.
Finally, recalling what she had requested, I cleared my throat, "Honey, I don't believe this is something your dad should be participating in."
"But now that Mom's gone, I don't have anybody else. Please, Dad."
"Please do what?"
"Please just lick me, demonstrate how to attain orgasm since I can't genuinely lick myself down there, can I?"
She had a valid point. Furthermore, I could hear one voice in my head asserting that I could not lay between my step-daughter's legs and lick her vagina. But a louder, more assertive voice was shouting, "She asked you to lick her, so go down there and lick her!"
Confronted with no alternative now that she genuinely wanted to learn what it felt like and terrified to consider she'd solicit that scoundrel Steve to slide his head between her legs to bring her to orgasm, I eventually relented and nodded. "OK. And if you play with your nipples while I'm down there, additional stimulation will hasten your orgasm."
Her grin grew as she unfastened her bra and tossed it aside, allowing her enormous, luscious breasts to bounce freely. My eyes widened as I admired her figure; I had the urge to seize her breasts, lick her nipples, and suck them into my mouth.
The way she was opening her legs and appealing with longing, pleading with her enormous blue eyes, I couldn't refuse.
"Wouldn't it be more effective if you were also unclothed, Dad?" she asked while I removed my shoes and socks.
Aware that my cock was as hard as granite, fearing I might frighten her when it emerged, I shrugged," Perhaps I'll um, simply remove my shirt and pants."
My heart was racing so fast that I could hear the blood coursing through my veins, as I clutched her hips and positioned my head between her legs. Until I was confronted by her tight, pink vagina, it seemed to be urging me, enticing me to lick it and touch it and lick it while I slid my fingers inside her intimate spots and felt the warmth of her snug, moist cunt surrounding them.
Since it was over two years ago that I had interacted with a woman, just seeing a vagina, my desire made me question if I could control myself, I had to hold back, or else I could be tempted to eat her out entirely.
"Darling, caress your nipples and pinch them while Daddy massages your clitoris. That should lead to your climax," I said, sliding a finger around her little area of pleasure, while I raised my gaze and softly groaned, as I watched her close her eyes, moan, and tweak her nipples. Until she had them standing fully erect and crimson. This was only compelled me to be even more stimulated.
You know what feels great? You massaging me down there while I play with my boobs. But could you lick me, dad, please? I'd love to experience orgasming since I'm starting to tingle.
Inhaling the aroma of her arousal and staring directly at her excited genitals, I didn't need to ponder and immediately stuck out my tongue to experiment with her dripping depths. As she quivered due to my passionate mouth, I indulged in her flavorful taste, savouring every second of the unforgettable experience.
"Oh, yes," she moaned, when I invited another finger into her close-fitting canal, gradually inching its way towards her core, as I increased the pressure. "It feels so pleasant. Now I understand what all the fuss is about when it comes to getting off. I just adore how this feels."
Pristinely circling her urgent clitoris with my finger, I offered a raspy whisper, "Do not forget about your tender nipples."
"Wow, daddy! Twisting them stimulates a delightful surge that radiates all the way to my wet pussy."
"It's all a result of your arousal," I responded.
"Oh, I'm extremely aroused," she emphasized and unleashed a spine-tingling moan as I lapped at her sensitive bud, employing another finger to stimulate her craving vagina, guiding her towards an electrifying climax.
As I observed my daughter on the verge of a physique-wracking orgasm, I noticed no greater spectacle. She looked utterly enticing, her body shuddering in anticipation of her orgasm. She flung back her head, clawed at the blanket, and shouted, "Yes!" as she reached an infernal climax. "Holy shit! Daddy! I need you inside me."
"What did you ask?"
"I am begging you to fuck me, daddy."
My mind spewed directives. One was muttering, "Jordan, you cannot fuck your own daughter!" Simultaneously, the other screamed, "Listen to her begging you. All she wants is to feel desired and fulfilled.She needs someone she loves and trusts to lose her virginity. She chose me. You cannot deny that."
Uncontrollably gushing in heated anticipation, I ripped away my boxer briefs, aligned her thighs to my pelvis, and thrust my engorged penis into her, unacquainted depths.
"Daddy! You feel like an elephant in my pants!" she howled.
"I'll be careful. If it's too uncomfortable, mention it and I'll stop."
"No! Please don't stop my sacred initiation," she cried softly. "I want you, Daddy. You're someone I trust. I'm waiting for your gift."
As the anticipation increased, I pushed my pulsating dick to her barrier, gradually inching it in. As she reveled in the euphoric feeling, I secretly relished in the intimate connection between us.
I was sweating profusely, and my muscles ached as I pushed ever further, endeavoring to supply her with a harmonious climax. We both reveled in the euphoric throes of the situation - a father and his daughter engaging in a carnal pleasure known to few, yet treasured by us. I smoothly drove in and out of her slot, aiming for the most intense pleasure for both of us.
I lost track of time, consumed by the unique scene of two bodies interlocked as one - father and daughter reveling in their newfound intimacy.
However, as I circled her clenching pussy with my finger, I found a violent rib, the likely location of her g-spot. Doubting I could reverse my movement, I literally snapped my head back as I realized the gravity of my situation.
Not a moment was wasted; I leaned in for one last thrust, kissed her gently on her neck, and withdrew, resolving with supreme effort to balance her pleasure and my own.
Second from eliminating an inadvertent fertilization, I decided to ride her g-spot, hoping to activate her...
"Oh my God, daddy! That feels unbearably intense!" she hollered, on-brink her torrential orgasm, "Do not ever stop shelling my g-spot!"
Her gasps escalated and she arched her back, gasping, "Sanctify me, Daddy! I'm on the drawing edge of complete euphoria. Ooh, it's starting to take over, and I can't resist it, daddy." She finally surrendered and glasses clattered as she vocalized a crystal clear, "I've never felt this before!"
Meanwhile, I barely noticed that her tender pussy quivered with touted contractions as she fought to stop from screaming at the peak. Boners faded, and I was...
I gripped my dick, my heart pounding, like an impending volcanic eruption, when I extracted myself from her and vigorously fisted my erection, groaning while I pumped a load all over her heaving bosom.
Her face blanketed in wonder, we both gasped in awe at the combined sight of her milky bosom and my abundant ejaculate.
She grinned, her joie de vivre evident, as we caught our breath. "Oh, how wonderful to share this experience, Daddy. Thank you."
As she embraced me, inviting me with a welcoming smile, I crawled up, eagerly pressing my lips against hers and immersing myself in a deep kiss.
Once apart, we both chuckled over our sticky predicament. Deciding to clean up, I grasped her and marched her into her guest bathroom, sternly commanded, "Now, I think I'd better wash all that sperm off you, young lady."
Washing my fully-grown daughter felt arousing. I relished soaping her bosom, amusing her by washing her chest and teasing her with my tongue before hungrily consuming one then the other, gently tugging them with my teeth.
As I washed between her legs, she parted her thighs in fascination and upped her hand, urging me to slip my finger in her.
Especially when I provided her with a finger-fuck, our shared enthusiasm reached a heightened level. She hummed in approval as we shared a blazing kiss.
My breathing was labored and my heart raced as I observed her studying my erection. She reached out, gripped my member and stroked with a delicate hand.
"Julie says her boyfriend adores it when she performs fellatio on him."
I could envision that, as I envisioned my petite, ruddy-haired friend performing a scrumptious blowjob on her lover.
"Could you try that with me?"
Perplexed, I hesitated. "Are you saying...?"
She nodded as she dropped to her knees. "You're my father, but I want to taste you, Daddy." She tened her lips towards me, which rendered me immobile, and waited.
As my daughter's hot, wet tongue slipped coquettishly along my girth, I stuttered, "Oh, fuck me," while I gazed down at her mouth. Teasingly, she engulfed my entire shaft, swirled her starving tongue along the entire length, ultimately licking me from balls to tip. "Everything feels exquisite, sweetheart. Excellent job."
When she looked up and glowed into my eyes, her teeth clenched about me, she playfully grunted, "Daddy, is that good? As I'm not sure if I'm doing things properly."
As my absolute satisfaction from the lemon flavoring that was unleashed, the rough texture of her tongue caressing me, she engulfed me with every stroke she administered.
I resisted the urge to thrust deep into her throat, contemplating how alarmed she would be when I did so. Unfortunately, my impending orgasm was threatening to spill my load into her digestive tract.
Thus, I jerked out of her mouth, pressed against the wall, and urged with a throaty voice, "Get ready, baby, because I'm cumming."
Overwhelmed with an impending climax, I unloaded all over her bosom. She flashed a seductive grin and teased my tastebuds by pointing her finger towards her nipple, subsequently tasting a bit.
It was shower time. I helped her onto the counter, showered her with more saliva-coated kisses, and dried her off. "I seem to have regained my wood, young lady. How would you like it in reverse?"
Tempted by my advancement, she flirtatiously smirked and climbed onto me, tilting her ass towards me and eagerly riding me. "Oh, it feels grand to have you inside me," she cooed.
Riding me until her orgasm was fulfilled, she displayed her gifts by swaying her seductive hips about; I was inebriated by the vivacious, luscious motion. I trembled with near-insanity, and experienced exponentially less resistance when she clenched her inner muscles while balancing atop me; this sensation propelled me to unlock my orgasm.
The next morning, we awoke entangled in each other's arms. Her backside was flush against my arousal.
She twirled her round bottom, wiggling and acknowledging me with a cheeky grin. "I just remembered, we haven't eaten dinner yet, so we should eat something before... restarting," she giggled.
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I was about to don jeans to whip up breakfast, but Talia's smirk tempted me and she pulled me by my erection into the kitchen.
Since I told her to let me go through her course choices for her business major, we needed to halt our activities, so I could assist her in selecting the right courses.
Spreading out her course options on the floor of the family room, seeing as we hadn't bothered dressing, I felt strained despite my attempts to focus on the courses she listed. She enticingly bent over the papers, emphasizing her luscious breasts and curvaceous butt, and the sight had me hard.
It was a torment to determine her schedule with my throbbing manhood and pre-come leaking on the floor, yearning to fuck her again.
Once she made up her mind about the needed courses, as she was on all fours organizing the sheets while her bosom lured me, I disregarded all and instead positioned myself behind her, parted her thighs with my hands, and licked her wet opening till she relieved through a delighted gasp.
I slid two fingers in to adequately lube her and then lined up my penis within her, grunting as I engrossed my entire length with each thrust into her tight pussy. "Ooh, you are that big this way, Daddy," she gasped, chuckling at me.
"And you feel so delectable," I groaned as I grasped her butt and dug in, banging her hard and steady for a few moments until I could sense the building tension. I removed myself from her warmth and interrupted my thrusting to tug on my shaft till I drained my load across her body while Talia gleefully quivered in her climax.
Giggling in the afterglow of her shocking initiation to being penetrated from behind, we froze when a knock pierced the quiet hum of our post-coital contentment.
I indicated her room, and Talia recognized, quickly fled her position, closing the door behind her as I hurried to cover my dick.
Having been recently widowed, several neighboring women would pay casual flirtations, visualizing me as a potential companion.
When I realized that if she had strolled in that moment, she'd find my cock deep inside my sensuous little girl, intensifying her orgasm.
Startled and puzzled, Joyce merely embellished, "I had some baking duties and recollected that you're fond of chocolate, so I made this, Jordan," and presented me with a tasty tort.
My shirt was the only clothing I managed to put on promptly, concerned that my genitalia still produced moisture, prompting me to lie, "I'm actually just taking a shower," to decline Joyce's inquiry to join in.
While Joyce remained out front, I opened Talia's door to behold her sitting upright, stroking her clitoris with a finger and nipple, beaming up with naughtiness. "That was Joyce. She made us a cake," I disclosed, settling on her bed, leaning against the doorframe, and admired my daughter's arousal as my member resurrected.
"I think she's romantically obsessed with you, Daddy: if she knew you were mine, would she withdraw?" Talia asked, holding her hands above her head.
"Don't fret, dear. No one's gonna stop me from having what I want," I told her as I kneeled beyond her thighs and brought my face to her sex, hoping she'd reach her high.
Her heart racing from excitement, she grasped my hair and grunted, "I really need you as my faithful forever Daddy, would she quit if what she heard?"
I gazed upwards, fantasizing about relocating somewhere where we were strangers, believing that our past would no longer matter if I impregnated her.
As our interactions progressed, I felt increasingly compelled to leave my seed within my enthusiastic little girl. Talia wrapped her legs around my head as I devoured her pussy, as if I hadn't eaten in days. With my erection in hand, the idea of persisting until I impregnated her became more appealing. Then, she would truly belong to me.
Her breasts quivering, softly moaning, Talia welcomed my actions. By spreading her legs wide and gaspingly proclaiming, "Daddy, I need you to fuck me," she delivered the most enthralling symphony to my ears.
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