My epithet is Charlie. The year I turned 18, my body filled out and it seemed as if all-night I had curves. My mom had to convey me shopping for new bras and apparel because hardly anything fit anymore. I was 5'6 '' and athletic from the saltation I had been doing my whole life. My tit were all of a sudden a 32 D. My mom was good-hearted, telling me sports bras would avail defend me while I danced. But my hormones were more concern 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 saltation and proms were tardily to find particular date for.

I lost my virginity when I was after my first prom with a Jr 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 time after and the sex did n't hurt anymore but I had still never had an orgasm with a boy.
One day after schoolhouse my elder yr, the piteous boy was sucking on my nipple with his hands down my pants, determined to compute out how to make a fille ejaculate when my dad walked in early on from work. 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 elbow room, youth lady ! '' I hurried up the stair and jumped onto my bed, my heart buffeting. I was in so much trouble ! How was I going to explicate 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 business misstep and I knew he had no idea how to deal 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 voice sounded strange.
'' He 's just tutoring me in maths, Dad. He 's a prissy 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 fancy woman, Charlie ! ``
'' No, daddy ! I 've only been with one boy, I swear ! '' he came toward me and I could smell the liquor on his hint. He must have stopped for cocktails with his friend at workplace before he came home.
He grabbed my arm and pulled me up the stairs to my room. He sat on my bed and pulled me over his lap, lifting my wench 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 sporting lady wears a thong under a skirt, Charlie. '' He balled up my lash and gormandize it into my mouth as he began spanking my bare ass.
My cry were muffled and struggling did no good, he was far too strong. All I could do was cry and take the punishment. Each smacking felt made me call as the painfulness increased.
When he was finished, he tossed me onto the bed, `` If you want to be a sporting lady, I 'll process you like one. '' He started grabbing wearing apparel from my closet and disappeared into my mother 's sewing way. Dad 's folk were Tailors, and he knew sight about clothes.
I was terrified and my ass impudence were on fire. I pulled the flip-flop from my sass and got under my covers. When I woke up, dad was in my elbow room with a raft of my clothes and a fatal plastic bag.
'' You 'll do as I tell you from here on out, do you understand ? ``
I nodded, `` Yes, papa. ``
It was recent 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.
'' engage your wearing apparel off. ``
I did n't interrogative 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 cook for bed. go out the doorway open. Whores do n't deserve secrecy. ``
I pee 'd and brushed my dentition, naked, while pa watched from the hallway. My heart would n't stop pounding.
When he led me to my elbow 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 be active 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 take a breather a word of this to your mother. It would break her heart to have intercourse her daughter 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 wake you in the cockcrow. ``
Then he left me there, naked and trapped. My dreams were filled with images of daddy spanking me. When I woke up, I could feel that I was wet and turned on, but the dolt handlock would n't let me touch myself. Maybe that was papa 's intention ?
Daddy woke me up early for shoal. He un-cuffed me and had me shower with the door afford and told me to trim my twat bald. I was embarrassed but I did n't presume interrogative sentence 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 spread my legs. I felt something small and plastic poke at my rearward pucker and I jerked away and looked up. Daddy had a to the full enema bag and was going to insert the nozzle.
'' pa, what.. ? ``
'' Shut your rima oris and do as you 're told. ``
I felt the nozzle enter me and my bowels were slowly filled with cool liquid. pa held the bag high school and it drained into me fairly quickly. I stayed on the story until my insides began to halter and I whimpered. Daddy took the snout out slowly and told me I could relieve myself. The liquid flowed steadily into the gutter and my body was cleaned out.
When I was hollow and cleaned up and ready, Daddy paraded my naked dead body through the Marguerite Radclyffe Hall, into my way. He had laid out my clothes for me. None of it looked off, just jean and a blackened V-neck T-shirt. I saw the Shirley Temple bra Mom had bought me, but no step-in. I reached out for the pants and Daddy grabbed my hand.
'' Not without panties. '' He held out a pair of strange-looking blackamoor briefs. I took them and examined them. They were synthetic rubber and inside were two pocket-sized protrusions.
'' papa I can't.. ''
'' You will. Get them on.
'' But I do n't know how ... '' he grabbed the panty from me, slathered the insides with an oil and held them out for me to abuse into. As he pulled them up, I could see the protrusions were small dildos, aiming right wing at both of my holes.
'' pa, 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 displume on the panties.
One small dildo slid right into my pussy, but Daddy had to press the former small one into my tight rear trap. I whined and whimpered, but I did n't dare fight it. Once the panties were pulled on tight and the dildos were in berth, daddy hooked something into the rear of them just under the dorsum dildo. I suddenly felt it grow inside of me. I gasped as it kept growing. When I yelped, pa stopped. He did the same with the early dildo and soon my holes were stuffed. pop showed me a prick in the front where I could take over myself without removing the panties.
Walking felt awkward and bend over made me flinch.
'' A whore should love this, what 's the topic ? ``
'' daddy 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 jeans over the pencil eraser gadget 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 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 nipples were poking at attention through the fabric.
'' They wo n't reserve this at school, Daddy. '' My heart 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 whore liked that attention ? ``
'' Daddy, I 'm not a lady of pleasure ! ``
'' We 'll see about that. '' he tossed me my backpack and told me to get downstairs for breakfast.
eating was the laborious matter I 'd ever done. I was so uneasy and terrified that I was n't even thirsty. dad insisted I clean my plate.
walking was difficult, but getting easy. The car ride to school day was torture with the bumps of the road. I had never had anal sex, but with every cause of my day, my ass was getting stretched and fucked.
My friends noticed null other than my irritation. They all kept asking me what was wrong. I was running out of game excuses. In class, it was hard to condense. All I could intend about was not shifting in my seat too much.
The young woman did n't notice anything but the boy sure seemed to. They would make crabwise coup d'oeil, staring at my nipples.
When school 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 link with me lately as well.
Daddy was already home plate, waiting for me,"How did it feel to be stuffed like a woman of the street all day ?"
"I'm so uncomfortable, daddy, please let me take them off !"
"fine, strip."
Standing in the middle of the living way, I removed all of my dress and Daddy came with his small tool to puncture the dildos inside of me so I could take the evil widget off. When my holes were hollow, I breathed a sigh of relief.
Daddy reached down with his fingers and felt my slit,"You sure are wet for individual 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 cylinder. He placed the open end over one of my nipples and began twisting a knob on the other end. My teat was suctioned into the tube and he didn't plosive consonant whirl until I cried out. It stung. He did the same with the other, then pulled out a third.
"Lay back on the lounge and overspread your legs."The look on his expression gave me no room to argue.
He spread open my labia and placed the cylinder over my clit, twisting. I could experience my clit being sucked up and the pressure got more and Sir Thomas More intense. When I cried out, he twisted once Sir Thomas More and stopped.
"Now, go make dinner. Don't bother putting any apparel on. cocotte don't need them anyway."
I cried while I cooked, the intense suction on my nipples and clitoris became more and more bearable, but I felt so exposed and Daddy watching my every move didn't help. My kitty was wet and my asshole was still wet from the oil.
When I had dinner ready and on the mesa, I went to sit down in my usual chair but when I pulled it out, daddy had suctioned a thick dildo in the middle of the seat.
"I know how much harlot like riding cock. You might as well make good use of your time at the dinner table."I stared at the dildo. It was 2"in diameter but only 5"high or so."Sit !"Daddy was getting impatient.
I slowly lowered myself down onto the ray and moaned as it filled me and stretched me. I had to admit, it felt good. It stretched my insides and didn't press into me too far to hurt. I glanced quickly at Daddy who had a whale grin on his face.
"I knew it. You love it. I want to see you say it. secernate 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 plenteousness of what you love, my little whore."He handed me a mailboat of pills,"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 itch to labor on the dildo and slide up and down on it. I was determined to prove my dad amiss. I wasn't a whore.
When we'd finished feeding, papa removed the suction cylinder from my clit and my pap. I could feel my own wetness between my second joint, moving down my wooden leg. He put a clinch on my clit to trap the blood in my swell rosebud and took a bottle of peppermint oil and dabbed it on each nipple and one drop on my swollen clit.
The lovesome sensation of the oil teased me through dish antenna washing and my nipples stood at attention. The slightest child's play made them tingle. My kitty was getting bedwetter and wetter and the oil cattle farm throughout my entire pussy, making it find fond and ready. My clitoris stung a piffling 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 clock time the kitchen was uninfected, I was ready to eff myself silly with the dildo, but pappa had cleaned it and put it away.
"All finished, whore ?"I nodded and waited.
Daddy sat there, staring at me,"How many son have you fucked ?"
"Only one, dad, I swear."
"You're a liar. How do they pee 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 upstairs into my bedroom."Lay down."I obeyed.
He laid beside me and started twirling one of my sore nipples between his pollex and index, 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 other nipple. The sense datum 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 botheration and it made my clit throb.
He kept working on my nipple but started on my intumesce clit with his early handwriting, rubbing in circles, using my wetness as a lubricant. The he took my clit between his quarter round and forefinger and did exactly what he was doing to my teat. My body felt like it was opening up and I could feel my puss begging for a cock. I was so closing to begging for it.
"You want it, don't you ? Your kitty wants to be filled."
"Yes, Daddy. I'm so sorry but, yes !"Maybe he was right, maybe I was a prostitute ?
"All women are whores, Charlie. If you press the right clit, any woman will beg to be fucked and treated like a opus of ass."He got undressed, watching me gasp and beg him with my oculus. His cock was operose 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 goliath 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 dilute 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 nuisance made me cry out, but so much of what was happening felt so good….
He got his rhythm going, deadening and stead, in and out. Soon I was bucking my hips to match his thrusts. He reached down to roll my clit between his thumb and finger again and I could sense an sexual climax building. It built slowly and powerfully. He started thrusting faster and faster and soon he was pounding my teenage pussy with his devil cock.
"Oh papa, it feels so good."
"I knew you'd like it, whore."Our sweaty bodies were pounding together and my orgasm was so close.
"Daddy, I think I'm gon na cum."
"Let it go. I want to watch my sporting lady girl come on my cock."
His fingers 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 putz, pushing him out.
"That's a trade good little girl. Cum on Daddy's cock."He wouldn't let up on my button and my body began jerking."Push past it and cum again my piffling whore."He was pumping even faster now, my cum coating his shaft, making sloshing auditory sensation. The sound of sex.
I focused on the sensation in my clit and felt another coming flesh. pop kept rolling it and fucking my dripping pussy. His oculus were watching me,"I can see it right there. Cum for your Daddy. Cum on my cock, picayune whore. I'm going to cum with you, but you have to festinate. Cum for Daddy so I can replete your twat with my spunk. Do it ! NOW !"
The rush of fear sent me over the edge and I came so difficult and long that my back arched and my muscles felt frozen. I could take heed Daddy cumming, moaning and pushing into balls deep as he deposited his seed inside of me.
"trade good girl. Now you know what a man can do to your body."
"Oh pappa, that felt so amazing."
"You're a whore like every former woman, Charlie. You might as well accept it."He pulled out of me and brought his rooster to my face,"Clean it."
I licked and sucked his shaft until I had cleaned it entirely, making sure enough to nurse his balls clean and jerk of all the cum too."What a good young lady you are. It's like you were made for this."pa smiled with satisfaction.
He stood up and order me to sit on the boundary of the bed,"Now take my cock in your lip. pappa has to pee."
"What ?"I had just had the most baffle experience and now he was going to maculate me ?
"A thoroughly whore 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 lip and he laid his cock on my tongue,"Now I'll beginning slow, you just wrap your lips around my pecker and pretend it's a husk. drink it down and don't you dare talk a drop."
His stream started into my mouth and I started continuously swallowing like I was drinking from a husk. It was warm and bitter and I tried not to gag. If I made a messiness, he would surely punish me. His head flopped back and he sighed with rilievo as he emptied his vesica into his daughter's throat. I just kept swallowing until the flow slowed down.
"out-of-doors your mouth."I opened and he milked his putz and slapped my natural language to get the last few drops out before wiping the tip on my lips and turning to get dressed. I felt full and a little purge.
"Your mother will be home in the break of the day from her tripper. I suggest keeping this between you and I. But sweetie…"
"Yes, Daddy ?"
"Even when your mother is family, if I say I need to make water, you amend make an excuse to stick with me. You're my urinal now. My own fiddling bawd. If I catch you fucking anyone without my permission, I'll punish you in slipway you can't even imagine. And I'll be dressing you for school every day. I'll lay your dress out. If your mother says anything about what you wear, I'll handgrip 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 school day tomorrow and I had no idea what to expect from daddy. My intellection would be consumed with what had happened that night. I had fucked my Daddy and I loved it. I couldn't stop saying it in my head,"dad was proper, I'm a whore. ”