My name is Charlie. The year I turned 18, my body filled out and it seemed as if overnight I had breaking ball. My mom had to subscribe to me shopping for new brassiere and clothes because hardly anything fit anymore. I was 5'6 '' and athletic from the dancing I had been doing my whole lifespan. My titty were all of a sudden a 32 D. My mom was appealing, telling me sports brassiere would help support me while I danced. But my hormones were more touch on with how male child were looking at me lately. I was being invited to a lot of political party that I never went to and dance and prom were easy to line up particular date for.

I lost my virginity when I was after my starting time prom with a Jr who had asked me to the dance. He was mellifluous and a virgin too. The sex was atrocious and inept and I bled for a few days after. We had messed around a few times after and the sex did n't hurt anymore but I had still never had an sexual climax with a boy.
One day after school my senior twelvemonth, the poor boy was sucking on my mamilla with his bridge player down my pants, determined to figure out how to throw a girl come when my dad walked in former from work. I 've never seen a boy move as fast as he did running from my business firm. I 've also never seen my dad angrier.
'' Get to your room, young lady ! '' I hurried up the stairs and jumped onto my bed, my heart throbbing. I was in so much fuss ! How was I going to explain myself ?
I waited in my room for what seemed comparable time of day. From the sounds downstairs, my father was having a few boozing. So I waited. My mom was away on a business sector stumble and I knew he had no idea how to handle what he 'd just witnessed.
He never came into my room that night.
A few weeks later, a boy was tutoring me after school day when dad came plate. The boy nervously excused himself and left.
'' Another after school visitor ? '' My dad 's part sounded strange.
'' He 's just tutoring me in maths, Dad. He 's a nice boy. '' I rolled my eyes.
'' You think I believe that ? You think I do n't see the way you've changed ? You 've turned into a tart, Charlie ! ``
'' No, daddy ! I 've only been with one boy, I swear ! '' he came toward me and I could reek the liquor on his breath. He must have stopped for cocktails with his champion at work before he came home.
He grabbed my arm and pulled me up the stair to my room. He sat on my bed and pulled me over his lap, lifting my skirt so my ass was exposed for him.
'' Daddy, no ! '' He pulled my thong down and slipped it off my feet.
'' No ? Since when do you order me 'no'? Only a cyprian wears a thong under a skirt, Charlie. '' He balled up my thong and stuffed it into my mouthpiece as he began spanking my bare ass.
My cries were muffled and struggling did no good, he was far too inviolable. All I could do was cry and take the punishment. Each slap felt made me scream as the pain increased.
When he was finished, he tossed me onto the bed, `` If you want to be a whore, I 'll cover you like one. '' He started grabbing clothes from my W.C. and disappeared into my mother 's sewing room. Dad 's family were seamster, and he knew plenty about apparel.
I was terrified and my ass cheek were on fervency. I pulled the lash from my mouth and got under my covers. When I woke up, dad was in my room with a pile of my apparel and a black plastic bag.
'' You 'll do as I tell you from here on out, do you read ? ``
I nodded, `` Yes, daddy. ``
It was previous and I had n't eaten, but I did n't dare ask for anything while he was angry like this. He put my dress away and left with the plastic bag. When he returned, he had me get up.
'' select your clothes off. ``
I did n't query him, I just took everything off and put it into the shackle. He lifted my mattress and put some strap under it before putting it back down.
'' Go to the privy and get ready for bed. Leave the threshold candid. whore do n't deserve privacy. ``
I pee 'd and sweep my teeth, naked, while pa watched from the hallway. My heart would n't stop throb.
When he led me to my way, he had me lie down and he took a strap from each corner of the bed and cuff them to my wrist joint and ankles. I was spread eagle and could n't move much. He stared at me lying there for a moment and covered me up.
'' I 'll instruct you some self-control and humility if it kills me. And do n't you dare breathe a discussion of this to your mother. It would break her heart to know her daughter is a woman of the street. ``
'' But daddy, '' I wanted to make him believe me, but he refused to listen.
'' Do n't waste your intimation. I 'll wake you in the good morning. ``
Then he left me there, naked and trapped. My aspiration were filled with images of dada spanking me. When I woke up, I could sense that I was wet and turned on, but the stupe handlock would n't let me touch myself. Maybe that was pa 's intention ?
dad woke me up early for school. He un-cuffed me and had me rain shower with the door undetermined and told me to knock off my kitty-cat bald. I was embarrassed but I did n't defy question him. I was so afraid of him like this.
When I was dried off, he waited while I did my hairsbreadth and make-up. When I had finished, he had me get on all fours and spread my peg. I felt something small and plastic poking at my tail pucker and I jerked away and looked up. Daddy had a full enema bag and was going to introduce the nozzle.
'' dad, what.. ? ``
'' Shut your mouth and do as you 're told. ``
I felt the nozzle enter me and my bowel were slowly filled with aplomb liquid. Daddy held the bag high and it drained into me fairly quickly. I stayed on the level until my inside began to hamper and I whimpered. Daddy took the schnoz out slowly and told me I could free myself. The liquidity flowed steadily into the commode and my trunk was cleaned out.
When I was void and cleaned up and ready, Daddy paraded my naked body through the anteroom, into my elbow room. He had laid out my clothes for me. None of it looked off, just jean and a dim V-neck tee shirt. I saw the nigrify bra Mom had bought me, but no panty. I reached out for the pant and papa grabbed my hand.
'' Not without panty. '' He held out a pair of strange-looking black briefs. I took them and examined them. They were rubber and inside were two small gibbousness.
'' pop I can't.. ''
'' You will. Get them on.
'' But I do n't be intimate how ... '' he grabbed the panty from me, slathered the insides with an oil and held them out for me to step into. As he pulled them up, I could see the gibbosity were small-scale dildos, aiming right field at both of my holes.
'' Daddy, please ! No ! '' He turned me over his genu so fast, I did n't know what was happening. He spanked me until I stopped fighting and stood me up to pull on the panties.
One small dildo slid right into my puss, but Daddy had to exhort the other small one into my tight set up muddle. I whined and whimpered, but I did n't dare agitate it. Once the panties were pulled on tight and the dildos were in post, papa hooked something into the derriere of them just under the back dildo. I suddenly felt it grow inside of me. I gasped as it kept growing. When I yelped, dad stopped. He did the like with the other dildo and soon my maw were stuffed. dada showed me a slit in the front where I could relieve myself without removing the panties.
Walking felt awkward and deflexion over made me flinch.
'' A whore should love this, what 's the matter ? ``
'' daddy I 've never ... ''
'' Do n't lie to me. Get dressed. '' he would n't heed but I really never had allowed any anal retentive play and my heart was racing with fear.
I pulled the jeans over the rubber contraption and once they were zipped and buttoned, no one but me would know what was under them, torturing me. When I put the bra on, I panicked. It did n't fit anymore ! Had they grown overnight ! ?
'' I modified it for you. The cups have been altered to hug your breasts, but to allow your mamilla their exemption through this cut-out at the top.
I glared at him and put on my tee shirt. It did n't attend abhorrent, but my tit were poking at aid through the fabric.
'' They wo n't countenance this at school, Daddy. '' My heart was racing. I wanted to cry. Everyone would stare at me.
'' Like anyone would say anything out of fear of offending you ? ``
'' Everyone will stare ! ``
'' I thought whores liked that attending ? ``
'' Daddy, I 'm not a whore ! ``
'' We 'll see about that. '' he tossed me my backpack and told me to get downstairs for breakfast.
feeding was the concentrated thing I 'd ever done. I was so nervous and terrified that I was n't even hungry. Daddy insisted I clean my plate.
walking was difficult, but getting well-fixed. The car ride to schooling was torture with the blow of the road. I had never had anal retentive sex, but with every movement of my day, my ass was getting stretched and fucked.
My protagonist noticed nix other than my discomfort. They all kept asking me what was wrong. I was running out of lame excuses. In class, it was hard to centralize. All I could conceive about was not shifting in my prat too much.
The girls did n't notice anything but the male child sure seemed to. They would make sideways glances, staring at my nipples.
When schooltime was finally over, I hurried home. I didn't even sing to anyone. I usually hung out with the boy I'd been sleeping with, but he was avoiding eye touch with me lately as well.
Daddy was already home, waiting for me,"How did it experience to be stuffed like a whore all day ?"
"I'm so uncomfortable, daddy, please let me take them off !"
"Fine, strip."
Standing in the midriff of the aliveness room, I removed all of my clothes and pappa came with his pocket-sized dick to deflate the dildos inside of me so I could accept the evil contraption off. When my maw were vacate, I breathed a suspiration of relief.
Daddy reached down with his finger's breadth and felt my twat,"You sure are wet for mortal who didn't enjoy that."
I whimpered, but didn't say anything. My torso was betraying me, I really hadn't enjoyed it. Had I ?
dada reached into his pocket and pulled out a diminished plastic cylinder. He placed the open end over one of my nipple and began twisting a knob on the other end. My nipple was suctioned into the tube and he didn't plosive speech sound twisting until I cried out. It stung. He did the Saame with the other, then pulled out a third.
"Lay back on the couch and spread your legs."The facial expression on his expression gave me no room to argue.
He spread open my labia and placed the cylinder over my clit, twisting. I could feel my clitoris being sucked up and the pressure sensation got more and more intense. When I cried out, he twisted once to a greater extent and stopped.
"Now, go make dinner. Don't bother putting any clothes on. Whores don't need them anyway."
I cried while I cooked, the vivid suck on my nipples and clit became more and more bearable, but I felt so exposed and Daddy watching my every motion didn't help. My pussy was wet and my asshole was still wet from the oil.
When I had dinner cook and on the table, I went to sit down in my common chair but when I pulled it out, pop had suctioned a thick dildo in the center of the seat.
"I know how much whores like riding cock. You might as well make good use of your sentence at the dinner table."I stared at the dildo. It was 2"in diameter but only 5"highschool or so."Sit !"pappa was getting impatient.
I slowly lowered myself down onto the shaft and moaned as it filled me and stretched me. I had to admit, it felt just. It stretched my insides and didn't press into me too far to pain. I glanced quickly at pa who had a giant smile on his face.
"I knew it. You love it. I want to see you say it. tell me you love a fat dildo in your pussy."I looked at him in unbelief."SAY IT !"
"I love a fat dildo in my pussy."
"You'll get flock of what you love, my little whore."He handed me a packet of anovulant,"Take these. One every day at dinner. If you're going to be a whore, no sense bringing a child into your life."
We ate in silence. I was resisting the urge to grind on the dildo and slither up and down on it. I was determined to testify my dad unseasonable. I wasn't a whore.
When we'd finished eating, dad removed the suction cylinders from my clit and my nipples. I could feel my own wetness between my thighs, moving down my legs. He put a clamp on my clit to entrap the origin in my swollen rosebud and took a bottle of peppermint oil and dabbed it on each nipple and one drop on my egotistical clit.
The warm sentiency of the oil teased me through serve washing and my nipples stood at aid. The slightest breeze made them shudder. My slit was getting wetter and wetter and the oil spread throughout my entire pussy, making it feel fond and fix. My clit stung a little in the clamp, but it seemed to only make me more horny. How could Daddy do this to me ? What was happening with my body ?
By the time the kitchen was fresh, I was ready to make out myself silly with the dildo, but dada had cleaned it and put it away.
"All finished, whore ?"I nodded and waited.
pop sat there, staring at me,"How many boy have you fucked ?"
"Only one, Daddy, I swear."
"You're a prevaricator. How do they make you cum ?"
"None of them ever have."
"So you're a cyprian who doesn't even get anything out of it ? Pathetic."He grabbed me by the arm and took me upstairs into my bedroom."Lay down."I obeyed.
He laid beside me and started twirling one of my sore nipple between his pollex and index finger, pressing harder and harder as he went on.
"The problem is you've only fucked boys. A boy doesn't eff how to delight a woman, a man does."He switched to the other nipple. The sensory faculty he was sending through my white meat spread down to my clit and I felt it begging. He reached down and removed the clamp. The blood rushing back felt like warm nuisance and it made my clit throb.
He kept working on my nipple but started on my swollen clit with his other hand, rubbing in roach, using my wetness as a lubricant. The he took my clit between his quarter round and index finger and did exactly what he was doing to my teat. My physical structure felt like it was opening up and I could feel my pussy begging for a cock. I was so close to begging for it.
"You want it, don't you ? Your pussy wants to be filled."
"Yes, Daddy. I'm so regretful but, yes !"Maybe he was right, maybe I was a prostitute ?
"All adult female are whores, Charlie. If you press the right buttons, any adult female will beg to be fucked and treated like a piece of ass."He got undressed, watching me pant and beg him with my eyes. His prick was hard and just as thick as the dildo I'd sat on at dinner. But he was longer, my guess was 8 inch. It was a ogre to my teenage eyes.
He moved between my leg and stayed vertical on his knees, pulling me toward him. He leaned forward and pressed his peter into me slowly, letting it dilute my insides. I moaned."That's rightfulness, whores love my cock."He pressed the duration of it into me, not stopping when my cervix protested. The pain in the ass made me cry out, but so much of what was happening felt so good….
He got his round going, slow up and stead, in and out. Soon I was bucking my hips to match his thrusting. He reached down to roll my button between his quarter round and digit again and I could experience an climax building. It built slowly and powerfully. He started thrusting faster and faster and soon he was pounding my teenage pussycat with his monster cock.
"Oh Daddy, it feels so good."
"I knew you'd like it, whore."Our sweaty bodies were pounding together and my coming was so close.
"dada, I think I'm gon na cum."
"Let it go. I want to view my whore girl come on my cock."
His fingers rolled faster and the orgasm exploded deep inside me."OH MY GOD ! dad, I'm cumming ! I'm cumming ! Oh screw !"I moaned and wailed and whimpered as my puss contracted around his cock, pushing him out.
"That's a unspoilt lady friend. Cum on pappa's cock."He wouldn't let up on my button and my physical structure began jerking."push button past it and cum again my little whore."He was pumping even faster now, my cum coating his shaft, making sloshing sounds. The sound of sex.
I focused on the sensation in my clit and felt another orgasm frame. dad kept rolling it and fucking my dripping pussy. His centre were watching me,"I can see it right there. Cum for your Daddy. Cum on my stopcock, picayune working girl. I'm going to cum with you, but you have to speed. Cum for dad so I can occupy your bitch with my spunk. Do it ! NOW !"
The bang of fear sent me over the edge and I came so hard and long that my back arched and my muscle felt immobilise. I could hear Daddy cumming, moaning and pushing into musket ball deep as he deposited his seed inside of me.
"Good girl. Now you know what a man can do to your body."
"Oh dad, that felt so amazing."
"You're a sporting lady like every other woman, Charlie. You might as well accept it."He pulled out of me and brought his dick to my face,"Clean it."
I licked and sucked his dig until I had cleaned it entirely, making sure to absorb his balls clean and jerk of all the cum too."What a good young woman you are. It's like you were made for this."Daddy smiled with satisfaction.
He stood up and severalize me to sit on the boundary of the bed,"Now take my cock in your mouth. pop has to pee."
"What ?"I had just had the most pose experience and now he was going to defile me ?
"A good bawd keeps a man satisfied. I don't want to walk to the bathroom, so I'm going to use your mouth. Now open up."
I opened my sass and he laid his cock on my tongue,"Now I'll start slow, you just envelop your lips around my rooster and pretend it's a chaff. Drink it down and don't you dare shed a drop."
His flow started into my sassing and I started continuously swallowing like I was drinking from a straw. It was warm and acrimonious and I tried not to gag. If I made a slew, he would surely punish me. His forefront flopped back and he sighed with rest as he emptied his bladder into his daughter's throat. I just kept swallowing until the flow slowed down.
"Open your mouth."I opened and he milked his stopcock and slapped my tongue to get the survive few drops out before wiping the tip on my rim and turning to get dressed. I felt replete and a little grim.
"Your female parent will be home in the first light from her trip. I suggest keeping this between you and I. But sweetie…"
"Yes, Daddy ?"
"Even when your mother is home, if I say I need to piss, you better make an excuse to stick to me. You're my urinal now. My own little woman of the street. If I catch you fucking anyone without my permit, I'll punish you in shipway you can't even imagine. And I'll be dressing you for school every day. I'll lay your clothes out. If your mother says anything about what you wear, I'll hold it. You just do as I tell you and everything will be fine."
"Yes, Daddy."
He left my room and went downstairs. I was left in my room, ravaged. I had to make clean up and get to bed. I had shoal tomorrow and I had no idea what to expect from pappa. My thoughts would be consumed with what had happened that Nox. I had fucked my Daddy and I loved it. I couldn't stop saying it in my head,"pappa was right, I'm a woman of the street. ”