My name is Charlie. The yr I turned 18, my body filled out and it seemed as if overnight I had bend. My mom had to require me shopping for new brassiere and clothes because hardly anything fit anymore. I was 5'6 '' and acrobatic from the dance I had been doing my unscathed lifespan. My knocker were all of a sudden a 32 D. My mom was sympathetic, telling me fun bra would help support me while I danced. But my internal secretion were more concerned with how boys were looking at me lately. I was being invited to a lot of political party that I never went to and dancing 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 dancing. He was sweet and a Virgo the Virgin too. The sex was unspeakable and awkward and I bled for a few days after. We had messed around a few clock time after and the sex did n't hurt anymore but I had still never had an coming with a boy.
One day after school day my older year, the poor boy was sucking on my mammilla with his hands down my drawers, determined to cipher out how to get to a girl come when my dad walked in early from employment. 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, offspring lady ! '' I hurried up the stairs and jumped onto my bed, my bosom pounding. I was in so much trouble ! How was I going to excuse myself ?
I waited in my room for what seemed like minute. From the sounds downstairs, my father was having a few drunkenness. So I waited. My mom was away on a business stumble and I knew he had no estimation how to handle what he 'd just witnessed.
He never came into my elbow 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 schooltime visitor ? '' My dad 's voice sounded strange.
'' He 's just tutoring me in maths, Dad. He 's a overnice 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 cyprian, Charlie ! ``
'' No, pappa ! I 've only been with one boy, I swear ! '' he came toward me and I could smell the hard drink on his breath. He must ingest stopped for cocktails with his Friend at work 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 annulus 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 shove it into my mouth as he began spanking my bare ass.
My cry were muffled and struggling did no commodity, he was far too strong. All I could do was cry and pack the punishment. Each smack felt made me squall as the pain increased.
When he was finished, he tossed me onto the bed, `` If you want to be a tart, I 'll treat you like one. '' He started grabbing dress from my W.C. and disappeared into my mother 's sewing way. Dad 's sept were Tailors, and he knew mass about clothes.
I was terrified and my ass boldness were on fire. I pulled the flip-flop from my mouthpiece and got under my blanket. When I woke up, dad was in my room with a pile of my wearing apparel and a Joseph Black plastic bag.
'' You 'll do as I tell you from here on out, do you understand ? ``
I nodded, `` Yes, daddy. ``
It was recent and I had n't eaten, but I did n't dare ask for anything while he was raging like this. He put my clothes away and left with the plastic bag. When he returned, he had me get up.
'' Take your apparel 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 straps under it before putting it back down.
'' Go to the bathroom and get cook for bed. go away the door open. harlot do n't deserve secrecy. ``
I pee 'd and sweep my dentition, naked, while pop watched from the hall. My eye would n't stop 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 be active much. He stared at me lying there for a moment and covered me up.
'' I 'll teach you some possession and humility if it kills me. And do n't you make bold rest a Good Book of this to your mother. It would check her nitty-gritty to know her daughter is a fancy woman. ``
'' But daddy, '' I wanted to make him believe me, but he refused to listen.
'' Do n't blow your breath. I 'll wake you in the morning. ``
Then he left me there, naked and trapped. My ambition were filled with images of daddy spanking me. When I woke up, I could feel that I was wet and turned on, but the pillock cuffs would n't let me touch myself. Maybe that was pa 's intention ?
dada woke me up early for school. He un-cuffed me and had me exhibitor with the door open and told me to shave my pussycat bald. I was embarrassed but I did n't dare doubt 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 tetrad and spread my legs. I felt something minor and plastic jabbing at my lift ruck and I jerked away and looked up. Daddy had a wide-cut clyster bag and was going to enclose the nozzle.
'' Daddy, what.. ? ``
'' Shut your mouth and do as you 're told. ``
I felt the nozzle enter me and my gut were slowly filled with cool off liquid. dada held the bag eminent and it drained into me fairly quickly. I stayed on the storey until my inside began to cramp and I whimpered. papa took the schnozzle out slowly and told me I could unbosom myself. The liquid state flowed steadily into the toilet and my body was cleaned out.
When I was empty and cleaned up and ready, dad paraded my nude consistency through the hall, into my room. He had laid out my apparel for me. None of it looked off, just jeans and a dark V-neck T-shirt. I saw the black bra Mom had bought me, but no step-in. I reached out for the drawers and Daddy grabbed my hand.
'' Not without panties. '' He held out a pair of strange-looking blackened briefs. I took them and examined them. They were pencil eraser and inside were two small 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 inside with an oil and held them out for me to tread into. As he pulled them up, I could see the bulge were pocket-sized dildos, aiming right at both of my holes.
'' pa, please ! No ! '' He turned me over his genu 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 dad had to press the other small one into my tight rear hole. I whined and whimpered, but I did n't dare fight it. Once the panties were pulled on tight and the dildos were in place, Daddy hooked something into the back of them just under the indorse dildo. I suddenly felt it grow inside of me. I gasped as it kept growing. When I yelped, Daddy stopped. He did the Lapplander with the other dildo and soon my holes were stuffed. papa showed me a slit in the front where I could relieve myself without removing the panties.
walk felt awkward and bending over made me flinch.
'' A fancy woman should love this, what 's the affair ? ``
'' 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 swordplay and my gist was racing with fear.
I pulled the jeans over the safe gismo and once they were zipped and buttoned, no one but me would cognize what was under them, torturing me. When I put the bra on, I panicked. It did n't fit anymore ! Had they grown all-night ! ?
'' I modified it for you. The cups have been altered to hug your chest, but to earmark your nipples their freedom through this cut-out at the top.
I glared at him and put on my jersey. It did n't front obscene, but my mamilla were poking at care through the fabric.
'' They wo n't allow this at school, daddy. '' My heart 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 care ? ``
'' pappa, I 'm not a whore ! ``
'' We 'll see about that. '' he tossed me my backpack and told me to get downstairs for breakfast.
eating was the hardest thing I 'd ever done. I was so nervous and terrified that I was n't even athirst. Daddy insisted I clean my plate.
Walking was difficult, but getting wanton. The car drive 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 friends noticed nothing other than my discomfort. They all kept asking me what was ill-timed. I was running out of square exculpation. In course of study, it was grueling to concentrate. All I could cerebrate about was not shifting in my can too much.
The girls did n't notice anything but the boy sure seemed to. They would realise sideways glances, staring at my nipples.
When school was finally over, I hurried house. I didn't even verbalize 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.
Daddy was already home, waiting for me,"How did it feel to be stuffed like a whore all day ?"
"I'm so uncomfortable, daddy, delight let me take them off !"
"amercement, strip."
Standing in the center of the keep elbow room, I removed all of my clothes and Daddy came with his pocket-sized tool to deflate the dildos inside of me so I could take the malevolent contraption off. When my hole were vacuous, I breathed a sigh of relief.
Daddy reached down with his fingers and felt my pussycat,"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 ?
dad reached into his pouch and pulled out a diminished credit card 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 tube and he didn't stop twisting until I cried out. It stung. He did the same with the other, then pulled out a third.
"Lay back on the couch and propagate your legs."The look on his face gave me no room to argue.
He spread undecided my labia and placed the cylinder over my clit, twisting. I could finger my clit being sucked up and the insistency 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 intense suck on my nipples and clit became more than and more bearable, but I felt so exposed and pa watching my every motion didn't avail. My slit was wet and my arsehole was still wet from the oil.
When I had dinner set up and on the table, I went to sit down in my usual electric chair but when I pulled it out, dada had suctioned a thick dildo in the middle of the seat.
"I know how much whores like riding cock. You might as well pee in force use of your fourth dimension 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 shaft and moaned as it filled me and stretched me. I had to admit, it felt expert. It stretched my insides and didn't press into me too far to offend. I glanced quickly at Daddy 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 pot of what you love, my little whore."He handed me a mailboat of pills,"Take these. One every day at dinner party. If you're going to be a working girl, no sensation bringing a nestling into your life."
We ate in muteness. I was resisting the impulse to labour on the dildo and slither up and down on it. I was determined to examine my dad wrongly. I wasn't a whore.
When we'd finished feeding, Daddy removed the sucking cylinders from my button and my tit. I could feel my own wetness between my thighs, moving down my stage. He put a clamp on my button to entrap the rakehell in my swollen-headed rosebud and took a bottle of peppermint candy oil and dabbed it on each nipple and one drop on my conceited clit.
The warm up sense experience of the oil teased me through stunner washables and my nipples stood at attending. The little breeze made them tingle. My pussy was getting wetter and wetter and the oil spread throughout my entire pussy, making it palpate quick and ready. My button stung a little in the clamp, but it seemed to only constitute me 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 know 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 boys have you fucked ?"
"Only one, Daddy, I swear."
"You're a liar. How do they pull in 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 teat between his thumb and forefinger, pressing harder and harder as he went on.
"The problem is you've only fucked male child. A boy doesn't bonk how to delight a charwoman, a man does."He switched to the other nipple. The sensations he was sending through my tit 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 clit throb.
He kept working on my nipple but started on my swollen clit with his other helping hand, rubbing in traffic circle, 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 nipple. My body felt like it was opening up and I could feel my cunt begging for a prick. I was so close to begging for it.
"You want it, don't you ? Your pussycat 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 buttons, any adult female will beg to be fucked and treated like a piece of ass."He got unclad, watching me gasp and beg him with my heart. His putz was hard and just as thick as the dildo I'd sat on at dinner. But he was longer, my hypothesis was 8 inches. It was a behemoth to my teenage eyes.
He moved between my ramification and stayed upright on his human knee, pulling me toward him. He leaned forward and pressed his cock into me slowly, letting it stretch out my insides. I moaned."That's right, whores lie with my cock."He pressed the distance of it into me, not stopping when my cervix protested. The pain sensation made me cry out, but so very much of what was happening felt so good….
He got his rhythm going, slow and stead, in and out. Soon I was bucking my pelvic girdle to match his poking. He reached down to seethe my clit between his thumb and finger again and I could find an orgasm building. It built slowly and powerfully. He started thrusting faster and faster and soon he was pounding my teenage pussy with his monster cock.
"Oh papa, it feels so good."
"I knew you'd like it, whore."Our sweaty soundbox were pounding together and my orgasm was so close.
"dada, I think I'm gon na cum."
"Let it go. I want to watch my whore daughter come on my cock."
His fingerbreadth rolled faster and the sexual climax exploded deep inside me."OH MY GOD ! pop, I'm cumming ! I'm cumming ! Oh shag !"I moaned and wailed and whimpered as my twat 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 dead body began jerking."get-up-and-go past it and cum again my little whore."He was pumping even faster now, my cum coating his cock, making sloshing sounds. The sound of sex.
I focused on the sensation in my clitoris and felt another climax human body. papa 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, picayune whore. I'm going to cum with you, but you have to hurry. Cum for daddy so I can fulfil your cunt with my heart. Do it ! NOW !"
The rush of fear sent me over the border and I came so severely and foresightful that my back arched and my muscles felt flash-frozen. I could hear pa cumming, moaning and pushing into balls deep as he deposited his seed inside of me.
"Good girl. Now you know what a man can do to your body."
"Oh daddy, that felt so amazing."
"You're a working girl like every other 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 until I had cleaned it entirely, making for certain to suck his bollock clean of all the cum too."What a dependable girl you are. It's like you were made for this."Daddy smiled with satisfaction.
He stood up and secernate me to sit on the edge of the bed,"Now take my cock in your mouth. pa has to pee."
"What ?"I had just had the most amazing experience and now he was going to defile me ?
"A serious working girl keeps a man satisfied. I don't want to walk to the bathroom, so I'm going to use your mouth. Now surface up."
I opened my oral fissure and he laid his cock on my tongue,"Now I'll start slow, you just wrap your brim around my cock and pretend it's a drinking straw. Drink it down and don't you dare spill a drop."
His current started into my back talk 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 wad, he would surely punish me. His head flopped back and he sighed with easing as he emptied his bladder into his daughter's throat. I just kept swallowing until the flow slowed down.
"surface your mouth."I opened and he milked his hammer and slapped my lingua to get the hold up few free fall out before wiping the tip on my brim and turning to get dressed. I felt full and a little sick.
"Your mother will be home in the dawning from her trip-up. I suggest keeping this between you and I. But sweetie…"
"Yes, dada ?"
"Even when your mother is nursing home, if I say I need to piss, you better get to an excuse to watch over me. You're my urinal now. My own little whore. If I catch you fucking anyone without my permission, I'll punish you in direction you can't even imagine. And I'll be dressing you for schooltime every day. I'll lay your clothes out. If your female parent 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 elbow room and went downstairs. I was left in my room, ravaged. I had to clean up and get to bed. I had school tomorrow and I had no approximation what to wait from pop. My thoughts would be consumed with what had happened that night. I had fucked my pop and I loved it. I couldn't stop consonant saying it in my head,"dad was right, I'm a whore. ”