My name is Charlie. The year I turned 18, my consistence filled out and it seemed as if all-night I had curve ball. My mom had to take up me shopping for new bandeau and clothes because hardly anything fit anymore. I was 5'6 '' and athletic from the dance I had been doing my whole life. My breasts were all of a sudden a 32 D. My mom was sympathetic, telling me athletics bras would help suffer me while I danced. But my hormones were more refer with how boys were looking at me lately. I was being invited to a lot of political party that I never went to and dances and promenade were leisurely to retrieve dates for.

I lost my virginity when I was after my first prom with a Junior who had asked me to the saltation. He was Sweet and a virgin too. The sex was dreadful and awkward and I bled for a few days after. We had messed around a few times after and the sex did n't offend anymore but I had still never had an orgasm with a boy.
One day after schoolhouse my senior class, the piteous boy was sucking on my nipple with his script down my pants, determined to cipher out how to make a girl come when my dad walked in early on from workplace. I 've never seen a boy move as fast as he did running from my house. 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 buffeting. I was in so practically bother ! How was I going to excuse myself ?
I waited in my way for what seemed like hours. From the sounds downstairs, my father was having a few drinks. So I waited. My mom was away on a line of work trip 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 week later, a boy was tutoring me after school when dad came home. The boy nervously excused himself and left.
'' Another after schoolhouse visitant ? '' My dad 's voice 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 whore, Charlie ! ``
'' No, pappa ! I 've only been with one boy, I swear ! '' he came toward me and I could smell the John Barleycorn 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 step to my room. He sat on my bed and pulled me over his lap, lifting my bird 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 tell me 'no'? Only a whore wears a lash under a skirt, Charlie. '' He balled up my thong and overgorge it into my mouth as he began spanking my bare ass.
My battle cry were muffled and struggling did no good, he was far too stiff. All I could do was cry and take on the punishment. Each smack felt made me scream as the pain in the ass increased.
When he was finished, he tossed me onto the bed, `` If you want to be a sporting lady, I 'll address you like one. '' He started grabbing clothes from my cupboard and disappeared into my mother 's sewing room. Dad 's family unit were Tailors, and he knew plenty about clothes.
I was terrified and my ass cheeks were on fire. I pulled the flip-flop from my backtalk and got under my covers. When I woke up, dad was in my room with a mountain of my clothes and a black plastic bag.
'' You 'll do as I tell you from here on out, do you realize ? ``
I nodded, `` Yes, daddy. ``
It was recently and I had n't eaten, but I did n't dare ask for anything while he was angry like this. He put my clothes away and left with the plastic bag. When he returned, he had me get up.
'' Take your clothes off. ``
I did n't interrogative sentence 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 quick for bed. Leave the door undefended. Whores do n't deserve secrecy. ``
I pee 'd and brushed my teeth, naked, while papa watched from the hall. My heart would n't cease pounding.
When he led me to my room, he had me lie down and he took a shoulder strap from each turning point of the bed and manacle them to my wrists and mortise joint. 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-command and humility if it kills me. And do n't you dare respire a word of this to your mother. It would stop her heart to love her girl is a fancy woman. ``
'' But daddy, '' I wanted to make up him believe me, but he refused to listen.
'' Do n't waste your breath. I 'll stir up you in the morning. ``
Then he left me there, naked and trapped. My pipe dream were filled with double of papa spanking me. When I woke up, I could feel that I was wet and turned on, but the dazed handlock would n't let me touch myself. Maybe that was daddy 's intention ?
Daddy woke me up early for schooling. He un-cuffed me and had me shower with the door open and told me to plane my kitty-cat bald. I was embarrassed but I did n't make bold question 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 foursome and spread my leg. I felt something small and formative poking at my posterior pucker and I jerked away and looked up. Daddy 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 schnozzle enter me and my bowels were slowly filled with coolheaded liquid. dad held the bag high and it drained into me fairly quickly. I stayed on the floor until my insides began to halter 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 body was cleaned out.
When I was empty and cleaned up and make, pappa paraded my raw dead body through the hall, into my room. He had laid out my clothes for me. None of it looked off, just jean and a melanise V-neck tee shirt. I saw the mordant bra Mom had bought me, but no panty. I reached out for the pants and dada grabbed my hand.
'' Not without panties. '' He held out a twosome of strange-looking black briefs. I took them and examined them. They were rubber and inside were two small bulge.
'' Daddy I can't.. ''
'' You will. Get them on.
'' But I do n't eff how ... '' he grabbed the step-in from me, slathered the inside with an oil and held them out for me to ill-treat into. As he pulled them up, I could see the protrusions were small-scale dildos, aiming right field at both of my holes.
'' dada, 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 pull on the panties.
One pocket-sized dildo slid right into my pussy, but papa had to press the former small-scale one into my miserly prat hole. 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, dad hooked something into the bottom 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 former dildo and soon my kettle of fish were stuffed. pop showed me a slit in the front where I could relieve myself without removing the panties.
walking felt inapt and bending over made me flinch.
'' A harlot should know this, what 's the matter ? ``
'' Daddy I 've never ... ''
'' Do n't lie to me. Get dressed. '' he would n't listen but I really never had allowed any anal playing period and my heart was racing with fear.
I pulled the dungaree over the rubber gadget and once they were zipped and buttoned, no one but me would screw 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 cup have been altered to hug your breast, but to allow your nipples their exemption through this cut-out at the top.
I glared at him and put on my T-shirt. It did n't look obscene, but my pap were poking at attention through the fabric.
'' They wo n't tolerate this at school, Daddy. '' My ticker 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 attention ? ``
'' Daddy, I 'm not a prostitute ! ``
'' We 'll see about that. '' he tossed me my backpack and told me to get downstairs for breakfast.
Eating was the strong thing I 'd ever done. I was so nervous and terrified that I was n't even thirsty. papa insisted I clean my plate.
Walking was difficult, but getting soft. The car ride to school was torture 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 admirer noticed nothing other than my soreness. They all kept asking me what was wrong. I was running out of lame alibi. In class, it was voiceless to concentrate. All I could conceive about was not shifting in my tail end too much.
The girlfriend did n't note anything but the boys sure seemed to. They would make sideways coup d'oeil, staring at my nipples.
When school was finally over, I hurried family. 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.
papa was already home, waiting for me,"How did it experience to be stuffed like a sporting lady all day ?"
"I'm so uncomfortable, daddy, please let me pack them off !"
"Fine, strip."
Standing in the eye of the living way, I removed all of my wearing apparel and papa came with his belittled cock to deflate the dildos inside of me so I could call for the immorality contraption off. When my holes were evacuate, I breathed a sigh of relief.
pop 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 torso was betraying me, I really hadn't enjoyed it. Had I ?
pa reached into his air pocket and pulled out a small charge plate cylinder. He placed the open end over one of my nipple and began twisting a node on the other end. My nipple was suctioned into the subway system and he didn't occlusion twisting until I cried out. It stung. He did the Lapp with the other, then pulled out a third.
"Lay back on the sofa and broadcast your legs."The look on his face gave me no room to argue.
He spread open my labia and placed the cylinder over my clitoris, twisting. I could feel my button being sucked up and the pressure got more and more intense. When I cried out, he twisted once Thomas 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 button became to a greater extent and more endurable, but I felt so exposed and papa watching my every move didn't help. My pussy was wet and my asshole was still wet from the oil.
When I had dinner ready and on the table, I went to sit down in my common chair but when I pulled it out, pop had suctioned a wooden-headed dildo in the center of the seat.
"I know how much cocotte like riding dick. You might as well piss good use of your time at the dinner table."I stared at the dildo. It was 2"in diam but only 5"high or so."Sit !"Daddy 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 good. It stretched my insides and didn't insistence into me too far to smart. I glanced quickly at Daddy who had a heavyweight grin on his face.
"I knew it. You love it. I want to get wind 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 peck of what you love, my little whore."He handed me a packet boat of contraceptive pill,"Take these. One every day at dinner party. If you're going to be a whore, no horse sense bringing a child into your life."
We ate in silence. I was resisting the itch to grind on the dildo and slide up and down on it. I was determined to test my dad wrong. I wasn't a whore.
When we'd finished eating, pappa removed the suction piston chamber from my clit and my nipples. I could sense my own wetness between my thighs, moving down my legs. He put a clamp on my clitoris to trap the ancestry in my conceited rosebud and took a bottle of peppermint oil and dabbed it on each pap and one fall on my swollen clit.
The quick sensation of the oil teased me through serve up washing and my pap stood at care. The slightest duck soup made them tingle. My cunt was getting wetter and wetter and the oil spread throughout my entire puss, making it feel warm and ready. My clit stung a minuscule in the clinch, but it seemed to only hold me Thomas More horny. How could Daddy do this to me ? What was happening with my body ?
By the time the kitchen was clean, I was ready to hump myself silly with the dildo, but Daddy had cleaned it and put it away.
"All finished, whore ?"I nodded and waited.
pa 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 lady of pleasure 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 index, pressing harder and harder as he went on.
"The problem is you've only fucked male child. A boy doesn't bang how to please a fair sex, a man does."He switched to the other mammilla. The hotshot he was sending through my white meat spread down to my clit and I felt it begging. He reached down and removed the clinch. The blood rushing back felt like warm pain and it made my button throb.
He kept working on my pap but started on my puff up clit with his other hand, rubbing in roundabout, using my wetness as a lubricating substance. The he took my clitoris between his thumb and index and did exactly what he was doing to my nipple. My consistence felt like it was opening up and I could feel my pussy begging for a cock. I was so confining to begging for it.
"You want it, don't you ? Your pussy wants to be filled."
"Yes, pop. I'm so no-count but, yes !"Maybe he was right, maybe I was a lady of pleasure ?
"All women are whores, Charlie. If you press the mighty buttons, any charwoman will beg to be fucked and treated like a piece of ass."He got undressed, watching me pant and beg him with my middle. His cock was hard and just as thick as the dildo I'd sat on at dinner. But he was longer, my guess was 8 inches. 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 stretch my interior. I moaned."That's right field, whores sleep with my cock."He pressed the length of it into me, not stopping when my cervix protested. The pain in the neck made me cry out, but so often of what was happening felt so good….
He got his rhythm going, obtuse and stead, in and out. Soon I was bucking my articulatio coxae to match his thrusts. He reached down to roll my clit between his thumb and digit again and I could palpate an climax building. It built slowly and powerfully. He started thrusting faster and faster and soon he was pounding my teenage pussy with his monster putz.
"Oh daddy, it feels so good."
"I knew you'd like it, whore."Our sweaty soundbox were pounding together and my coming was so close.
"Daddy, I think I'm gon na cum."
"Let it go. I want to watch my whore daughter come on my cock."
His finger rolled faster and the climax exploded deep inside me."OH MY GOD ! Daddy, I'm cumming ! I'm cumming ! Oh fuck !"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 consistence began jerking."push button past it and cum again my little whore."He was pumping even faster now, my cum coating his cock, making sloshing auditory sensation. The sound of sex.
I focused on the sensation in my clit and felt another sexual climax build. Daddy kept rolling it and fucking my dripping pussy. His eye were watching me,"I can see it right there. Cum for your daddy. Cum on my cock, little whore. I'm going to cum with you, but you have to rush. Cum for Daddy so I can fill up your snatch with my spunk. Do it ! NOW !"
The rush of fear sent me over the edge and I came so operose and long that my back arched and my muscles felt icy. I could hear Daddy cumming, moaning and pushing into balls deep as he deposited his cum inside of me.
"Good girl. Now you know what a man can do to your body."
"Oh papa, 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 cock to my face,"clean and jerk it."
I licked and sucked his shaft until I had cleaned it entirely, making certainly to soak up his balls clean of all the cum too."What a full girl you are. It's like you were made for this."pa smiled with satisfaction.
He stood up and told me to sit on the border of the bed,"Now take my stopcock in your mouth. Daddy has to pee."
"What ?"I had just had the most awesome experience and now he was going to foul me ?
"A respectable whore keeps a man satisfied. I don't want to walk to the privy, so I'm going to use your mouth. Now open up."
I opened my mouth and he laid his cock on my knife,"Now I'll start slacken, you just wrap your brim around my hammer and sham it's a shuck. wassail it down and don't you dare spill a drop."
His stream started into my mouth and I started continuously swallowing like I was drinking from a husk. It was fond and bitter and I tried not to gag. If I made a mess, he would surely punish me. His nous flopped back and he sighed with relief as he emptied his bladder into his daughter's throat. I just kept swallowing until the catamenia slowed down.
"surface your mouth."I opened and he milked his cock and slapped my tongue to get the close few drop out before wiping the tip on my sass and turning to get dressed. I felt fully and a little upchuck.
"Your mother will be home in the sunrise from her trip. I suggest keeping this between you and I. But sweetie…"
"Yes, Daddy ?"
"Even when your mother is rest home, if I say I need to piss, you better have an excuse to follow me. You're my urinal now. My own piddling cyprian. If I catch you fucking anyone without my permission, I'll punish you in room 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 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 houseclean up and get to bed. I had school day tomorrow and I had no idea what to bear from Daddy. My thoughts would be consumed with what had happened that dark. I had fucked my pa and I loved it. I couldn't closure saying it in my headway,"papa was veracious, I'm a whore. ”