My figure is Charlie. The year I turned 18, my body filled out and it seemed as if overnight I had curves. My mom had to carry me shopping for new bra and clothes because hardly anything fit anymore. I was 5'6 '' and athletic from the dance I had been doing my entirely life. My breasts were all of a sudden a 32 D. My mom was kindly, telling me sports bras would assist substantiate me while I danced. But my hormones were more concerned with how son were looking at me lately. I was being invited to a lot of company that I never went to and dancing and proms were promiscuous to find appointment for.

I lost my virginity when I was after my first prom with a Junior who had asked me to the dance. He was sweet and a virgin too. The sex was painful and awkward 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 orgasm with a boy.
One day after school my senior year, the inadequate boy was sucking on my mamilla with his hands down my bloomers, determined to reckon out how to make a girl seminal fluid when my dad walked in too soon from employment. I 've never seen a boy move as fast as he did running from my mansion. 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 center pounding. I was in so much trouble ! How was I going to explain myself ?
I waited in my room for what seemed wish minute. From the auditory sensation downstairs, my father was having a few drinking. So I waited. My mom was away on a stage business slip and I knew he had no thought how to do by what he 'd just witnessed.
He never came into my room that night.
A few hebdomad 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 voice 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, daddy ! I 've only been with one boy, I swear ! '' he came toward me and I could smell the liquor on his breath. He must have stopped for cocktails with his friends at work before he came home.
He grabbed my arm and pulled me up the stairs to my elbow room. He sat on my bed and pulled me over his lap, lifting my skirt so my ass was exposed for him.
'' pappa, no ! '' He pulled my flip-flop down and slipped it off my feet.
'' No ? Since when do you tell apart me 'no'? Only a lady of pleasure wears a flip-flop under a skirt, Charlie. '' He balled up my thong and stuffed it into my mouth as he began spanking my bare ass.
My cries were muffled and struggling did no good, he was far too potent. All I could do was cry and strike the penalization. Each smack 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 treat you like one. '' He started grabbing clothes from my press and disappeared into my mother 's sewing room. Dad 's family were Tailors, and he knew spate about clothes.
I was terrified and my ass brass were on fervidness. I pulled the thong from my mouth and got under my binding. When I woke up, dad was in my room with a pile of my dress and a melanise plastic bag.
'' You 'll do as I tell you from here on out, do you interpret ? ``
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 wearing apparel away and left with the plastic bag. When he returned, he had me get up.
'' Take your wearing apparel off. ``
I did n't query him, I just took everything off and put it into the hamper. He lifted my mattress and put some straps under it before putting it back down.
'' Go to the lavatory and get set for bed. pass on the door capable. woman of the street do n't deserve concealment. ``
I pee 'd and brush my dentition, naked, while dad watched from the hallway. My kernel would n't halt pounding.
When he led me to my room, he had me lie down and he took a strap from each corner of the bed and cuff them to my wrists and ankles. I was spread eagle and could n't run much. He stared at me lying there for a moment and covered me up.
'' I 'll teach you some self-control and humility if it kills me. And do n't you dare take a breather a password of this to your mother. It would break out her center to sleep with her daughter is a whore. ``
'' But daddy, '' I wanted to relieve oneself him conceive me, but he refused to listen.
'' Do n't waste your breath. I 'll wake you in the morning time. ``
Then he left me there, naked and trapped. My dreams were filled with paradigm of papa spanking me. When I woke up, I could feel that I was wet and turned on, but the unintelligent handlock would n't let me touch myself. Maybe that was dada 's intention ?
Daddy woke me up early for school. He un-cuffed me and had me shower with the room access open 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 makeup. When I had finished, he had me get on all Little Joe and circulate my legs. I felt something humble and plastic poking at my rear pucker and I jerked away and looked up. pop had a wide-cut enema bag and was going to inclose the nozzle.
'' pop, what.. ? ``
'' Shut your mouth and do as you 're told. ``
I felt the nose enter me and my bowels were slowly filled with assuredness liquid. Daddy held the bag richly and it drained into me fairly quickly. I stayed on the floor until my insides began to strangle and I whimpered. pa took the nozzle out slowly and told me I could still myself. The liquidness flowed steadily into the throne and my dead body was cleaned out.
When I was empty and cleaned up and ready, dad paraded my naked soundbox through the Hall, into my room. He had laid out my clothes for me. None of it looked off, just blue jean and a black V-neck T-shirt. I saw the Negroid bra Mom had bought me, but no panties. I reached out for the pants and papa grabbed my hand.
'' Not without pantie. '' He held out a pair of strange-looking black briefs. I took them and examined them. They were India rubber and inside were two belittled protrusions.
'' Daddy I can't.. ''
'' You will. Get them on.
'' But I do n't know 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 bulge were diminished dildos, aiming right wing at both of my holes.
'' pa, please ! No ! '' He turned me over his knee joint 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 pussy, but Daddy had to weigh the other small one into my close rear pickle. I whined and whimpered, but I did n't defy fight it. Once the pantie were pulled on tight and the dildos were in lieu, Daddy hooked something into the backside of them just under the back dildo. I suddenly felt it grow inside of me. I gasped as it kept growing. When I yelped, Daddy stopped. He did the Same with the other dildo and soon my yap were stuffed. pa showed me a slit in the front where I could excuse myself without removing the panties.
walking felt cumbersome and bend over made me flinch.
'' A sporting lady should love this, what 's the matter ? ``
'' dada I 've never ... ''
'' Do n't lie to me. Get dressed. '' he would n't heed but I really never had allowed any anal play and my heart was racing with fear.
I pulled the denim over the India rubber gismo 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 nightlong ! ?
'' I modified it for you. The cup have been altered to hug your white meat, but to allow your nipples their freedom through this cut-out at the top.
I glared at him and put on my T-shirt. It did n't depend salacious, but my nipples were poking at attention through the fabric.
'' They wo n't allow this at school, pop. '' My nitty-gritty was racing. I wanted to cry. Everyone would stare at me.
'' Like anyone would say anything out of veneration of offending you ? ``
'' Everyone will stare ! ``
'' I thought working girl liked that attention ? ``
'' Daddy, I 'm not a whore ! ``
'' We 'll see about that. '' he tossed me my packsack and told me to get downstairs for breakfast.
eating was the severe matter I 'd ever done. I was so nervous and terrified that I was n't even hungry. pop insisted I clean my plate.
walk was difficult, but getting easy. The car drive to school was torturing with the bumps of the road. I had never had anal sex, but with every movement of my day, my ass was getting stretched and fucked.
My supporter noticed null other than my discomfort. They all kept asking me what was ill-timed. I was running out of lame exculpation. In form, it was intemperate to contract. All I could reckon about was not shifting in my seat too much.
The girls did n't notice anything but the son sure seemed to. They would pull in sideways glances, staring at my nipples.
When school was finally over, I hurried base. I didn't even talk to anyone. I usually hung out with the boy I'd been sleeping with, but he was avoiding eye contact lens with me lately as well.
Daddy was already home, waiting for me,"How did it sense to be stuffed like a whore all day ?"
"I'm so uncomfortable, pa, delight let me take them off !"
"Fine, strip."
Standing in the centre of the living room, I removed all of my clothes and dad came with his small tool to deflate the dildos interior of me so I could train the malign contraption off. When my holes were empty, I breathed a sigh of relief.
Daddy reached down with his fingers and felt my pussy,"You sure are wet for mortal who didn't enjoy that."
I whimpered, but didn't say anything. My body was betraying me, I really hadn't enjoyed it. Had I ?
Daddy reached into his pocket and pulled out a small plastic piston chamber. He placed the open end over one of my teat and began twisting a pommel on the other end. My nipple was suctioned into the tube and he didn't catch twisting until I cried out. It stung. He did the same with the other, then pulled out a third.
"Lay back on the sofa and circularize your legs."The look on his face gave me no way to argue.
He spread open my labia and placed the piston chamber over my clit, twisting. I could find my clit being sucked up and the pressure got more and more intense. When I cried out, he twisted once More and stopped.
"Now, go make dinner. Don't bother putting any clothes on. cyprian don't need them anyway."
I cried while I cooked, the vivid suction on my mammilla and clit became more than and more bearable, but I felt so exposed and Daddy watching my every movement didn't supporter. My kitty-cat was wet and my asshole was still wet from the oil.
When I had dinner fix and on the table, I went to sit down in my usual chair but when I pulled it out, Daddy had suctioned a duncical dildo in the midriff of the seat.
"I know how much working girl like riding stopcock. You might as well get upright use of your prison term at the dinner table."I stared at the dildo. It was 2"in diameter but only 5"high or so."Sit !"dad was getting impatient.
I slowly lowered myself down onto the dig and moaned as it filled me and stretched me. I had to hold, it felt upright. It stretched my insides and didn't press into me too far to hurt. I glanced quickly at Daddy who had a giant grin 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 plenty of what you love, my little whore."He handed me a packet of contraceptive pill,"Take these. One every day at dinner. If you're going to be a whore, no sensation bringing a tiddler into your life."
We ate in silence. I was resisting the urge to grind on the dildo and slide up and down on it. I was determined to show my dad amiss. I wasn't a whore.
When we'd finished eating, pa removed the sucking cylinders from my clit and my pap. I could feel my own wetness between my second joint, moving down my leg. He put a clamp on my clitoris to trap the blood in my swollen rosebud and took a bottle of peppermint oil and dabbed it on each nipple and one drop on my intumesce clit.
The warm up sensation of the oil teased me through smasher lavation and my mamilla stood at aid. The little breeze made them tingle. My pussy was getting bedwetter and bed wetter and the oil spread throughout my entire pussy, making it feel warm and quick. My button stung a piffling in the clinch, but it seemed to only make me more horny. How could Daddy do this to me ? What was happening with my organic structure ?
By the time the kitchen was clean, I was ready to fuck myself silly with the dildo, but papa 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, dada, I swear."
"You're a prevaricator. How do they make you cum ?"
"None of them ever have."
"So you're a cocotte who doesn't even get anything out of it ? Pathetic."He grabbed me by the arm and took me on a higher floor into my bedroom."Lay down."I obeyed.
He laid beside me and started twirling one of my sore nipple between his thumb and forefinger, pressing harder and harder as he went on.
"The problem is you've only fucked boys. A boy doesn't know how to please a woman, a man does."He switched to the early mamilla. The wizard he was sending through my breasts spread down to my clit and I felt it begging. He reached down and removed the clamp. The stemma rushing back felt like warm pain and it made my clit throb.
He kept working on my nipple but started on my swollen clit with his other manus, rubbing in R-2, using my wetness as a lubricator. The he took my clit between his quarter round and forefinger and did exactly what he was doing to my nipple. My body felt like it was opening up and I could feel my cunt begging for a stopcock. 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 sorry but, yes !"Maybe he was right, maybe I was a bawd ?
"All women are prostitute, Charlie. If you press the proper release, any cleaning lady 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 turncock was hard and just as thick as the dildo I'd sat on at dinner party. But he was longer, my dead reckoning was 8 inches. It was a giant 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 putz into me slowly, letting it stretch my inside. I moaned."That's right, whores love my cock."He pressed the length of it into me, not stopping when my cervix protested. The pain made me cry out, but so much of what was happening felt so good….
He got his rhythm going, slow and lieu, in and out. Soon I was bucking my articulatio coxae to match his drive. He reached down to rove my clit between his thumb and finger again and I could feel an orgasm construction. It built slowly and powerfully. He started thrusting faster and faster and soon he was pounding my teenage pussy 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 orgasm was so close.
"pappa, I think I'm gon na cum."
"Let it go. I want to look on my whore daughter come on my cock."
His fingerbreadth rolled faster and the orgasm exploded deep 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 dick, pushing him out.
"That's a unspoilt young woman. Cum on dada's cock."He wouldn't let up on my button and my body began jerking."Push past it and cum again my little whore."He was pumping even faster now, my cum coating his cock, making sloshing sound. The sound of sex.
I focused on the sensation in my button and felt another sexual climax build. pop 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 prick, picayune whore. I'm going to cum with you, but you have to look sharp. Cum for Daddy so I can satiate your puss with my punk. Do it ! NOW !"
The rush of fear sent me over the edge and I came so voiceless and farseeing that my back arched and my muscles felt freeze out. I could take heed Daddy cumming, moaning and pushing into balls deep as he deposited his semen inside of me.
"Good missy. Now you know what a man can do to your body."
"Oh papa, that felt so amazing."
"You're a whore like every other cleaning woman, Charlie. You might as well accept it."He pulled out of me and brought his cock to my face,"Clean it."
I licked and sucked his shaft of light until I had cleaned it entirely, making sure as shooting to suck his bollock clean of all the cum too."What a secure lady friend you are. It's like you were made for this."pop smiled with satisfaction.
He stood up and enjoin me to sit on the bound of the bed,"Now take my cock in your mouth. Daddy has to pee."
"What ?"I had just had the most amazing experience and now he was going to defile me ?
"A skillful working girl keeps a man satisfied. I don't want to take the air to the bathroom, so I'm going to use your oral cavity. Now open up."
I opened my mouthpiece and he laid his tool on my clapper,"Now I'll start slow, you just wrap your lip around my cock and pretend it's a straw. fuddle it down and don't you dare splatter a drop."
His current started into my oral cavity and I started continuously swallowing like I was drinking from a straw. It was warm and bitingly and I tried not to gag. If I made a wad, he would surely punish me. His head flopped back and he sighed with relief 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 cock and slapped my tongue to get the lowest few drops out before wiping the tip on my brim and turning to get dressed. I felt wax and a footling sick.
"Your mother will be home in the morning 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 self-justification to survey me. You're my urinal now. My own slight whore. If I catch you fucking anyone without my permission, I'll punish you in ways you can't even imagine. And I'll be dressing you for school every day. I'll lay your wearing apparel out. If your mother says anything about what you wear, I'll handle 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 clean up and get to bed. I had shoal tomorrow and I had no idea what to expect from pop. My thoughts would be consumed with what had happened that night. I had fucked my pappa and I loved it. I couldn't stop saying it in my head,"Daddy was justly, I'm a whore. ”