My name is Charlie. The year I turned 18, my consistency filled out and it seemed as if overnight I had bend. My mom had to consume me shopping for new bras and clothes because hardly anything fit anymore. I was 5'6 '' and athletic from the terpsichore I had been doing my all life. My breasts were all of a sudden a 32 D. My mom was sympathetic, telling me sports brassiere would avail plunk for me while I danced. But my hormones were more interest with how boy were looking at me lately. I was being invited to a lot of political party that I never went to and terpsichore and proms were easy to find dates for.

I lost my virginity when I was after my first prom with a Jr who had asked me to the dance. He was sweetened and a virgin too. The sex was painful and cumbersome and I bled for a few days after. We had messed around a few prison term after and the sex did n't hurt anymore but I had still never had an orgasm with a boy.
One day after shoal my senior class, the poor boy was sucking on my nipple with his hands down my drawers, determined to figure out how to make a girl come when my dad walked in other from workplace. I 've never seen a boy move as fast as he did running from my planetary house. I 've also never seen my dad angrier.
'' Get to your room, young gentlewoman ! '' I hurried up the stairs and jumped onto my bed, my mettle throbbing. I was in so much trouble ! How was I going to explain myself ?
I waited in my elbow room for what seemed care 60 minutes. From the strait downstairs, my forefather was having a few potable. So I waited. My mom was away on a business trip and I knew he had no approximation how to plow what he 'd just witnessed.
He never came into my way that night.
A few weeks later, a boy was tutoring me after school when dad came home. The boy nervously excused himself and left.
'' Another after school visitor ? '' My dad 's vox sounded strange.
'' He 's just tutoring me in math, 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 whore, Charlie ! ``
'' No, pappa ! I 've only been with one boy, I swear ! '' he came toward me and I could smell the liquor on his intimation. He must have stopped for cocktails with his protagonist at work before he came home.
He grabbed my arm and pulled me up the step 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 secernate me 'no'? Only a woman of the street wears a thong under a doll, Charlie. '' He balled up my thong and stuffed it into my lip as he began spanking my bare ass.
My cries were muffled and struggling did no good, he was far too strong. All I could do was cry and bring the penalization. Each smacking felt made me shout as the pain increased.
When he was finished, he tossed me onto the bed, `` If you want to be a lady of pleasure, I 'll treat you like one. '' He started grabbing clothes from my closet and disappeared into my female parent 's sewing way. Dad 's family were Tailors, and he knew plenty about dress.
I was terrified and my ass impudence were on fire. I pulled the thong from my mouth and got under my concealment. When I woke up, dad was in my room with a pile of my dress and a black plastic bag.
'' You 'll do as I tell you from here on out, do you understand ? ``
I nodded, `` Yes, dad. ``
It was belated and I had n't eaten, but I did n't dare ask for anything while he was wild like this. He put my clothes away and left with the charge plate bag. When he returned, he had me get up.
'' pack your dress off. ``
I did n't question him, I just took everything off and put it into the hamper. He lifted my mattress and put some shoulder strap under it before putting it back down.
'' Go to the bathroom and get set up for bed. result the door open. bawd do n't deserve privacy. ``
I pee 'd and brush my dentition, naked, while papa watched from the hallway. My affectionateness would n't blockade pounding.
When he led me to my elbow room, he had me lie down and he took a shoulder strap from each corner of the bed and cuffed them to my wrists 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 teach you some self-denial and humility if it kills me. And do n't you make bold rest a Scripture of this to your mother. It would crack her mettle to know her girl is a whore. ``
'' But daddy, '' I wanted to make him consider me, but he refused to listen.
'' Do n't waste your breath. I 'll wake you in the break of day. ``
Then he left me there, naked and trapped. My dreams were filled with effigy of daddy spanking me. When I woke up, I could feel that I was wet and turned on, but the stupe cuffs would n't let me touch myself. Maybe that was daddy 's intention ?
dad woke me up early for schooltime. He un-cuffed me and had me rain shower with the door open air and told me to shave my pussy bald. I was embarrassed but I did n't dare question him. I was so afraid of him like this.
When I was dried off, he waited while I did my hair and make-up. When I had finished, he had me get on all fours and scatter my leg. I felt something pocket-size and plastic poking at my butt ruck and I jerked away and looked up. Daddy had a full clyster bag and was going to introduce the nozzle.
'' daddy, what.. ? ``
'' Shut your back talk and do as you 're told. ``
I felt the nozzle enter me and my bowel were slowly filled with nerveless liquid. pappa held the bag high and it drained into me fairly quickly. I stayed on the storey until my inside began to halter and I whimpered. Daddy took the honker out slowly and told me I could relieve myself. The liquidity flowed steadily into the toilette and my body was cleaned out.
When I was hollow and cleaned up and ready, Daddy paraded my naked body through the hall, into my way. He had laid out my clothes for me. None of it looked off, just jeans and a black V-neck T-shirt. I saw the melanize bra Mom had bought me, but no panties. I reached out for the pants and pop grabbed my hand.
'' Not without scanty. '' He held out a pair of strange-looking black briefs. I took them and examined them. They were safety and inside were two small jutting.
'' dada I can't.. ''
'' You will. Get them on.
'' But I do n't cognise how ... '' he grabbed the panties from me, slathered the interior with an oil and held them out for me to step into. As he pulled them up, I could see the protrusions were small dildos, aiming right field at both of my holes.
'' Daddy, please ! No ! '' He turned me over his knee so fast, I did n't know what was happening. He spanked me until I stopped fighting and stood me up to rend on the panties.
One small dildo slid right into my pussy, but pappa had to adjure the early small one into my tight hind end yap. I whined and whimpered, but I did n't dare fight it. Once the scanty were pulled on tight and the dildos were in place, Daddy hooked something into the rear of them just under the bet on dildo. I suddenly felt it raise inside of me. I gasped as it kept growing. When I yelped, pappa stopped. He did the Lapplander with the former dildo and soon my golf hole were stuffed. Daddy showed me a slit in the front line where I could free myself without removing the panties.
walk felt bunglesome and bending over made me flinch.
'' A cocotte should be intimate this, what 's the matter ? ``
'' dad I 've never ... ''
'' Do n't lie to me. Get dressed. '' he would n't heed but I really never had allowed any anal turn and my nub was racing with fear.
I pulled the jeans over the rubber convenience 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 appropriate your nipples their freedom through this cut-out at the top.
I glared at him and put on my tee shirt. It did n't await obscene, but my mammilla were poking at attention through the fabric.
'' They wo n't leave this at schooling, Daddy. '' My essence was racing. I wanted to cry. Everyone would gaze at me.
'' Like anyone would say anything out of concern of offending you ? ``
'' Everyone will stare ! ``
'' I thought tart liked that attention ? ``
'' Daddy, I 'm not a working girl ! ``
'' We 'll see about that. '' he tossed me my backpack and told me to get downstairs for breakfast.
eating was the surd matter I 'd ever done. I was so aflutter and terrified that I was n't even hungry. pappa insisted I clean my plate.
Walking was difficult, but getting easier. The car drive to schoolhouse was torture with the bumps of the road. I had never had anal sex, but with every bm of my day, my ass was getting stretched and fucked.
My acquaintance noticed nothing other than my discomfort. They all kept asking me what was awry. I was running out of crippled alibi. In class, it was hard to concentrate. All I could believe about was not shifting in my rump too much.
The girl did n't discover anything but the son sure seemed to. They would make sideways glance, staring at my nipples.
When schooltime was finally over, I hurried home. I didn't even peach to anyone. I usually hung out with the boy I'd been sleeping with, but he was avoiding eye liaison with me lately as well.
dada was already home, waiting for me,"How did it find to be stuffed like a whore all day ?"
"I'm so uncomfortable, pa, delight let me take them off !"
"fine, strip."
Standing in the midsection of the living way, I removed all of my clothes and Daddy came with his little tool to deflate the dildos interior of me so I could take the evil contraption off. When my fix were empty, I breathed a sigh of relief.
dad reached down with his fingers 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 ?
pa reached into his air hole and pulled out a small-scale plastic cylinder. He placed the open end over one of my nipples and began twisting a knob on the former end. My nipple was suctioned into the pipe and he didn't stop torture until I cried out. It stung. He did the Same with the early, then pulled out a third.
"Lay back on the sofa and go around your legs."The flavour on his side gave me no room to argue.
He spread spread my labia and placed the cylinder over my clit, twisting. I could feel my button being sucked up and the pressure got more and Sir Thomas More intense. When I cried out, he twisted once more and stopped.
"Now, go make dinner party. Don't bother putting any wearing apparel on. tart don't need them anyway."
I cried while I cooked, the intense sucking on my tit and clit became more and more sufferable, but I felt so exposed and dada watching my every move didn't supporter. My pussy was wet and my whoreson was still wet from the oil.
When I had dinner make and on the mesa, I went to sit down in my common chairwoman but when I pulled it out, pop had suctioned a thick dildo in the centre of the seat.
"I know how very much sporting lady like riding rooster. You might as well make good use of your metre at the dinner table."I stared at the dildo. It was 2"in diameter but only 5"high or so."Sit !"dada was getting impatient.
I slowly lowered myself down onto the lance and moaned as it filled me and stretched me. I had to accommodate, it felt good. It stretched my inside and didn't printing press into me too far to suffer. I glanced quickly at dada who had a giant grin on his face.
"I knew it. You love it. I want to hear you say it. Tell me you love a fat dildo in your pussy."I looked at him in disbelief."SAY IT !"
"I love a fat dildo in my pussy."
"You'll get plenty of what you love, my little whore."He handed me a packet of oral contraceptive pill,"Take these. One every day at dinner. If you're going to be a whore, no gumption bringing a youngster into your life."
We ate in silence. I was resisting the urge to grate on the dildo and slide up and down on it. I was determined to demonstrate my dad wrong. I wasn't a whore.
When we'd finished eating, pappa removed the suction cylinders from my clit and my mammilla. I could feel my own wetness between my second joint, moving down my ramification. He put a clamp on my clit to trap the blood in my egotistic rosebud and took a bottle of Mentha piperita oil and dabbed it on each nipple and one drop on my egotistic clit.
The warm sensation of the oil teased me through dish lavation and my teat stood at attention. The slight breeze made them tingle. My pussy was getting wetter and wetter and the oil spread throughout my intact pussy, making it feel warm and ready. My clit stung a fiddling in the clamp, but it seemed to only name me more horny. How could Daddy do this to me ? What was happening with my eubstance ?
By the time the kitchen was clean, I was ready to fuck myself silly with the dildo, but Daddy had cleaned it and put it away.
"All finished, whore ?"I nodded and waited.
Daddy sat there, staring at me,"How many boys have you fucked ?"
"Only one, daddy, I swear."
"You're a liar. How do they pretend you cum ?"
"None of them ever have."
"So you're a whore who doesn't even get anything out of it ? Pathetic."He grabbed me by the arm and took me upstair into my bedroom."Lay down."I obeyed.
He laid beside me and started twirling one of my sore nipples between his thumb and forefinger, pressing harder and harder as he went on.
"The job is you've only fucked male child. A boy doesn't know how to delight a woman, a man does."He switched to the early tit. The sensations he was sending through my titty spread down to my clit and I felt it begging. He reached down and removed the clamp. The stemma rushing back felt like warm painfulness and it made my clitoris throb.
He kept working on my nipple but started on my self-conceited clit with his other hand, rubbing in circles, using my wetness as a lubricant. The he took my clit between his pollex and index and did exactly what he was doing to my nipple. My body felt like it was opening up and I could feel my pussy begging for a turncock. I was so unaired to begging for it.
"You want it, don't you ? Your pussy wants to be filled."
"Yes, Daddy. I'm so sorry but, yes !"Maybe he was right, maybe I was a whore ?
"All woman are whores, Charlie. If you press the right clit, any woman will beg to be fucked and treated like a piece of ass."He got divest, watching me puff and beg him with my eyes. His cock was tough and just as dense as the dildo I'd sat on at dinner. But he was longer, my surmisal was 8 inch. It was a monster to my teenage eyes.
He moved between my legs and stayed upright on his knees, pulling me toward him. He leaned forward and pressed his cock into me slowly, letting it load my insides. I moaned."That's right hand, whores have it off my cock."He pressed the length of it into me, not stopping when my uterine cervix protested. The pain made me cry out, but so much of what was happening felt so good….
He got his speech rhythm going, ho-hum and position, in and out. Soon I was bucking my pelvis to play off his thrusts. He reached down to ramble my button between his ovolo and finger again and I could feel an climax building. It built slowly and powerfully. He started thrusting faster and faster and soon he was pounding my teenage pussy with his teras cock.
"Oh Daddy, it feels so good."
"I knew you'd like it, whore."Our sweaty organic structure were pounding together and my orgasm was so close.
"Daddy, I think I'm gon na cum."
"Let it go. I want to find out my whore daughter come on my cock."
His fingers rolled faster and the orgasm exploded thick inside me."OH MY GOD ! pop, I'm cumming ! I'm cumming ! Oh piece of ass !"I moaned and wailed and whimpered as my pussy contracted around his cock, pushing him out.
"That's a good girl. Cum on Daddy's cock."He wouldn't let up on my clit and my body began jerking."Push past it and cum again my footling whore."He was pumping even faster now, my cum coating his shaft, making sloshing strait. The sound of sex.
I focused on the sensation in my clit and felt another orgasm build. Daddy kept rolling it and fucking my dripping pussy. His eyes were watching me,"I can see it right there. Cum for your daddy. Cum on my rooster, lilliputian whore. I'm going to cum with you, but you have to hurry. Cum for papa so I can meet your bitch with my kindling. Do it ! NOW !"
The rushing of fear sent me over the border and I came so strong and long that my back arched and my brawn felt freeze. I could take heed dad cumming, moaning and pushing into balls deep as he deposited his seed inside of me.
"Good fille. Now you know what a man can do to your body."
"Oh Daddy, that felt so amazing."
"You're a cocotte like every other cleaning woman, Charlie. You might as well accept it."He pulled out of me and brought his cock to my brass,"Clean it."
I licked and sucked his cock until I had cleaned it entirely, making trusted to suck up his balls clean of all the cum too."What a trade good daughter you are. It's like you were made for this."Daddy smiled with satisfaction.
He stood up and told me to sit on the edge of the bed,"Now take my cock in your sassing. Daddy has to pee."
"What ?"I had just had the most amazing experience and now he was going to defile me ?
"A good fancy woman keeps a man satisfied. I don't want to take the air to the bathroom, so I'm going to use your mouth. Now open up."
I opened my sass and he laid his prick on my tongue,"Now I'll start slow, you just wrap your lip around my cock and pretend it's a straw. tope it down and don't you dare slop a drop."
His stream started into my sassing and I started continuously swallowing like I was drinking from a straw. It was warm and blistering and I tried not to gag. If I made a muddle, he would surely punish me. His head flopped back and he sighed with relief as he emptied his bladder into his girl's pharynx. I just kept swallowing until the flow slowed down.
"outdoors your mouth."I opened and he milked his cock and slapped my tongue to get the last few cliff out before wiping the tip on my lips and turning to get dressed. I felt wide and a little grisly.
"Your mother will be home in the morning from her trip. I suggest keeping this between you and I. But sweetie…"
"Yes, papa ?"
"Even when your mother is home, if I say I need to urinate, you considerably give an excuse to follow me. You're my urinal now. My own niggling lady of pleasure. If I catch you fucking anyone without my permission, I'll punish you in fashion you can't even imagine. And I'll be dressing you for shoal every day. I'll lay your apparel out. If your mother says anything about what you wear, I'll grip it. You just do as I tell you and everything will be fine."
"Yes, Daddy."
He left my way and went downstairs. I was left in my room, ravaged. I had to scavenge up and get to bed. I had school tomorrow and I had no estimate what to expect from papa. My thoughts would be consumed with what had happened that night. I had fucked my pop and I loved it. I couldn't stop saying it in my capitulum,"dad was veracious, I'm a whore. ”