My name is Charlie. The year I turned 18, my physical structure filled out and it seemed as if all-night I had curve. My mom had to guide me shopping for new bandeau and clothes because hardly anything fit anymore. I was 5'6 '' and athletic from the dancing I had been doing my unharmed life. My knocker were all of a sudden a 32 D. My mom was sympathetic, telling me sportsman bra would avail substantiate me while I danced. But my hormones were more concerned with how boys were looking at me lately. I was being invited to a lot of parties that I never went to and dances and promenade were easy to find dates for.

I lost my virginity when I was after my first promenade with a Junior who had asked me to the dance. He was fresh and a virgin too. The sex was terrible 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 coming with a boy.
One day after schooling my senior year, the wretched boy was sucking on my tit with his hands down my pants, determined to enter out how to make a girl come when my dad walked in early from oeuvre. I 've never seen a boy move as fast as he did running from my theatre. I 've also never seen my dad angrier.
'' Get to your room, Edward Young lady ! '' I hurried up the step and jumped onto my bed, my nerve hammering. I was in so much bother ! How was I going to explain myself ?
I waited in my way for what seemed corresponding 60 minutes. From the sounds downstairs, my father was having a few drinks. So I waited. My mom was away on a business trip and I knew he had no thought 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 when dad came home. The boy nervously excused himself and left.
'' Another after school visitor ? '' My dad 's vocalisation sounded strange.
'' He 's just tutoring me in math, Dad. He 's a courteous 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, dada ! I 've only been with one boy, I swear ! '' he came toward me and I could reek the liquor on his breather. He must have stopped for cocktails with his friend at work before he came home.
He grabbed my arm and pulled me up the stairs to my way. He sat on my bed and pulled me over his lap, lifting my skirt so my ass was exposed for him.
'' dad, no ! '' He pulled my thong down and slipped it off my feet.
'' No ? Since when do you tell me 'no'? Only a fancy woman wears a thong under a skirt, Charlie. '' He balled up my thong and stuffed it into my mouth as he began spanking my bare ass.
My call were muffled and struggling did no good, he was far too strong. All I could do was cry and take the penalization. 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 treat you like one. '' He started grabbing apparel from my closet and disappeared into my mother 's stitchery room. Dad 's family were sartor, and he knew plenty about clothes.
I was terrified and my ass cheeks were on fire. I pulled the lash from my oral fissure and got under my cover song. When I woke up, dad was in my room with a stilt of my clothes and a black credit card bag.
'' You 'll do as I tell you from here on out, do you translate ? ``
I nodded, `` Yes, daddy. ``
It was late and I had n't eaten, but I did n't presume ask for anything while he was angry like this. He put my clothes away and left with the charge card bag. When he returned, he had me get up.
'' use up your clothes off. ``
I did n't motion him, I just took everything off and put it into the trammel. He lifted my mattress and put some shoulder strap under it before putting it back down.
'' Go to the bathroom and get ready for bed. Leave the door subject. Whores do n't deserve seclusion. ``
I pee 'd and brushed my dentition, naked, while dad watched from the hallway. My affectionateness would n't block off hammer.
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 carpus and ankles. I was spread bird of Jove and could n't actuate 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 respire a word of this to your mother. It would break up her heart to know her girl is a whore. ``
'' But daddy, '' I wanted to make him believe me, but he refused to listen.
'' Do n't waste your breath. I 'll awaken you in the morning. ``
Then he left me there, naked and trapped. My ambition were filled with double of daddy spanking me. When I woke up, I could finger that I was wet and turned on, but the stupid handcuff would n't let me pertain myself. Maybe that was daddy 's design ?
dada woke me up early for schooltime. He un-cuffed me and had me shower with the door capable and told me to shave my pussy bald. I was embarrassed but I did n't dare doubtfulness him. I was so afraid of him like this.
When I was dried off, he waited while I did my hair and composition. When I had finished, he had me get on all fours and disseminate my legs. I felt something low and credit card jabbing at my nates pucker and I jerked away and looked up. pappa had a full enema bag and was going to insert the nozzle.
'' Daddy, what.. ? ``
'' Shut your mouth and do as you 're told. ``
I felt the beak enter me and my intestine were slowly filled with cool off liquid. Daddy held the bag high and it drained into me fairly quickly. I stayed on the flooring until my insides began to strangle and I whimpered. Daddy took the nozzle out slowly and told me I could relieve myself. The liquid flowed steadily into the commode and my consistency was cleaned out.
When I was empty and cleaned up and make, Daddy paraded my raw consistency through the hall, into my way. He had laid out my clothes for me. None of it looked off, just jeans and a Black person V-neck tee shirt. I saw the black bra Mom had bought me, but no panties. I reached out for the pants and Daddy grabbed my hand.
'' Not without panties. '' He held out a twain of strange-looking blackness briefs. I took them and examined them. They were synthetic rubber and inside were two small prominence.
'' pa I can't.. ''
'' You will. Get them on.
'' But I do n't know how ... '' he grabbed the pantie 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 diminished dildos, aiming right at both of my holes.
'' Daddy, please ! No ! '' He turned me over his knee so fast, I did n't have sex what was happening. He spanked me until I stopped fighting and stood me up to pull on the panties.
One humble dildo slid right into my pussy, but pa had to press the other small-scale one into my pissed prat kettle of fish. I whined and whimpered, but I did n't dare fight it. Once the panties were pulled on tight and the dildos were in post, pop hooked something into the hind end 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. Daddy showed me a puss in the social movement where I could take over myself without removing the panties.
Walking felt awkward and bending over made me flinch.
'' A woman of the street should love this, what 's the matter ? ``
'' pop I 've never ... ''
'' Do n't lie to me. Get dressed. '' he would n't take heed but I really never had allowed any anal play and my heart was racing with fear.
I pulled the jean over the synthetic rubber contraption and once they were zipped and buttoned, no one but me would hump 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 tit their exemption through this cut-out at the top.
I glared at him and put on my T-shirt. It did n't calculate detestable, but my nipples were poking at attending through the fabric.
'' They wo n't permit this at schoolhouse, Daddy. '' My nitty-gritty was racing. I wanted to cry. Everyone would gaze at me.
'' Like anyone would say anything out of fear of offending you ? ``
'' Everyone will stare ! ``
'' I thought fancy woman liked that attention ? ``
'' pappa, I 'm not a fancy woman ! ``
'' We 'll see about that. '' he tossed me my backpack and told me to get downstairs for breakfast.
eating was the grueling thing I 'd ever done. I was so uneasy and terrified that I was n't even athirst. Daddy insisted I clean my plate.
Walking was unmanageable, but getting easier. The car drive to school was torment with the bumps 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 acquaintance noticed nothing other than my discomfort. They all kept asking me what was wrong. I was running out of lame excuses. In family, it was hard to concentrate. All I could believe about was not shifting in my seat too much.
The girls did n't notice anything but the son sure seemed to. They would earn sideways glances, staring at my nipples.
When school was finally over, I hurried abode. 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 with me lately as well.
dad was already home, waiting for me,"How did it finger to be stuffed like a whore all day ?"
"I'm so uncomfortable, pop, please let me hold them off !"
"amercement, strip."
Standing in the heart of the aliveness room, I removed all of my clothes and Daddy came with his small tool to puncture the dildos inside 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 cunt,"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 pouch and pulled out a small plastic cylinder. He placed the open end over one of my nipples and began twisting a knob on the other end. My nipple was suctioned into the electron tube and he didn't catch overrefinement until I cried out. It stung. He did the same with the other, then pulled out a third.
"Lay back on the couch and spread your legs."The look on his brass gave me no room to argue.
He spread unresolved my labia and placed the cylinder over my clitoris, twisting. I could finger my clit being sucked up and the atmospheric 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. Whores don't need them anyway."
I cried while I cooked, the vivid suction on my nipples and clit became more and more bearable, but I felt so exposed and pa watching my every move didn't assist. My twat was wet and my asshole was still wet from the oil.
When I had dinner set and on the table, I went to sit down in my usual chairman but when I pulled it out, Daddy had suctioned a midst dildo in the center of the seat.
"I know how much whores like riding cock. You might as well make ripe use of your clip at the dinner table."I stared at the dildo. It was 2"in diam but only 5"high-pitched or so."Sit !"pa 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 estimable. It stretched my interior and didn't press into me too far to hurt. I glanced quickly at pa who had a monster grin on his face.
"I knew it. You love it. I want to pick up you say it. Tell me you love a fat dildo in your pussy."I looked at him in skepticism."SAY IT !"
"I love a fat dildo in my pussy."
"You'll get mickle of what you love, my lilliputian whore."He handed me a mail boat of anovulant,"Take these. One every day at dinner. If you're going to be a whore, no sentiency bringing a tyke 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 prove my dad wrong. I wasn't a whore.
When we'd finished eating, pop removed the suction cylinders from my clit and my nipples. I could find my own wetness between my thigh, moving down my peg. He put a clamp on my button to trap the parentage in my swollen-headed rosebud and took a bottle of peppermint gum oil and dabbed it on each nipple and one drop on my swell clit.
The warm virtuoso of the oil teased me through dish washing and my nipples stood at attending. The svelte breeze made them tingle. My pussy was getting wetter and bed wetter and the oil spread throughout my stallion pussy, making it feel warmly and ready. My clitoris stung a niggling in the clamp, but it seemed to only make me more horny. How could Daddy do this to me ? What was happening with my physical structure ?
By the time the kitchen was sporty, I was ready to lie with myself silly with the dildo, but papa had cleaned it and put it away.
"All finished, whore ?"I nodded and waited.
pappa sat there, staring at me,"How many boys have you fucked ?"
"Only one, Daddy, I swear."
"You're a prevaricator. How do they induce you cum ?"
"None of them ever have."
"So you're a bawd 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 nipples between his thumb and forefinger, pressing harder and harder as he went on.
"The problem is you've only fucked boy. A boy doesn't hump how to please a woman, a man does."He switched to the other nipple. The wiz he was sending through my breasts spread down to my clit and I felt it begging. He reached down and removed the clamp. The blood line rushing back felt like warmly pain and it made my clitoris throb.
He kept working on my mammilla but started on my swell up clitoris with his early hand, rubbing in circles, using my wetness as a lube. The he took my clitoris between his pollex and index and did exactly what he was doing to my mammilla. My body felt like it was opening up and I could finger my kitty 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, pop. I'm so drab but, yes !"Maybe he was right, maybe I was a whore ?
"All women are cocotte, Charlie. If you press the decently buttons, any cleaning woman will beg to be fucked and treated like a piece of music of ass."He got strip, watching me pant and beg him with my eyes. His cock was hard and just as thick as the dildo I'd sat on at dinner party. But he was longer, my speculation was 8 inches. It was a monstrosity to my teenage eyes.
He moved between my peg and stayed upright on his genu, pulling me toward him. He leaned forward and pressed his cock into me slowly, letting it stretch my insides. I moaned."That's rightfield, whores have it off my cock."He pressed the length of it into me, not stopping when my cervix protested. The nuisance made me cry out, but so much of what was happening felt so good….
He got his regular recurrence going, sluggish and place, in and out. Soon I was bucking my hips to cope with his driving force. He reached down to roll my clit between his ovolo and finger again and I could experience an climax edifice. It built slowly and powerfully. He started thrusting faster and faster and soon he was pounding my teenage kitty with his behemoth cock.
"Oh papa, it feels so good."
"I knew you'd like it, whore."Our sweaty organic structure were pounding together and my orgasm was so close.
"pop, I think I'm gon na cum."
"Let it go. I want to take in my whore daughter come on my cock."
His fingers rolled faster and the orgasm exploded deep inside me."OH MY GOD ! Daddy, I'm cumming ! I'm cumming ! Oh fuck !"I moaned and wailed and whimpered as my twat contracted around his cock, pushing him out.
"That's a skillful girl. Cum on dad'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 dick, making sloshing sounds. The speech sound of sex.
I focused on the esthesis in my clit and felt another orgasm build. pa 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 dick, trivial whore. I'm going to cum with you, but you have to speed. Cum for Daddy so I can fill your cunt with my heart. Do it ! NOW !"
The rush of fear sent me over the edge and I came so hard and yearn that my back arched and my muscles felt stock-still. I could hear pappa cumming, moaning and pushing into balls deep as he deposited his come inside of me.
"goodness girl. Now you know what a man can do to your body."
"Oh Daddy, that felt so amazing."
"You're a whore like every other woman, Charlie. You might as well accept it."He pulled out of me and brought his pecker to my face,"clean it."
I licked and sucked his shaft until I had cleaned it entirely, making trusted to suck his balls clean of all the cum too."What a undecomposed miss you are. It's like you were made for this."pop smiled with satisfaction.
He stood up and secern 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 just whore keeps a man satisfied. I don't want to take the air to the toilet, so I'm going to use your mouth. Now open up."
I opened my mouth and he laid his cock on my spit,"Now I'll start slow, you just envelop your lips around my cock and pretend it's a pale yellow. Drink it down and don't you dare spill a drop."
His stream started into my rima oris and I started continuously swallowing like I was drinking from a straw. It was warm and bitter and I tried not to gag. If I made a flock, he would surely punish me. His pass flopped back and he sighed with alleviation as he emptied his bladder into his daughter's throat. I just kept swallowing until the menstruum slowed down.
"clear your mouth."I opened and he milked his stopcock and slapped my tongue to get the end few drops out before wiping the tip on my lips and turning to get dressed. I felt good and a little regorge.
"Your female parent will be home in the daybreak from her trip. I suggest keeping this between you and I. But sweetie…"
"Yes, dada ?"
"Even when your mother is home, if I say I need to micturate, you better make an alibi to espouse me. You're my urinal now. My own piddling tart. If I catch you fucking anyone without my permit, 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 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 scavenge up and get to bed. I had school tomorrow and I had no approximation what to expect from Daddy. My intellection would be consumed with what had happened that Night. I had fucked my dad and I loved it. I couldn't stop saying it in my head,"daddy was right, I'm a woman of the street. ”