When I was 7 years old my mom died. A few weeks later my dad told me that I was now the woman of the house. I thought he meant I would have to do all the cooking and cleaning etc. Turns out he meant I was his woman. He took me to bed and taught me about sex. He was gentle and showed me a lot of affection beyond what he had done in the past which I think was fairly normal for any family. But when mom died he told me I was sexy and more beautiful than my mom had ever been and that we were going to live as husband and wife. I never slept alone again. He invited me into his bed and gently took my virginity. I am grateful that he had a fairly small penis. It was only about 4.5 inches long and maybe about an inch thick when erect and it never got all the way erect. So it was not as painful as you might imagine. The best part was he ate me out for about three hours first and that resulted in my first and second orgasm ever. then with a ton of numbing lube he spent about an hour gradually working it inside me. I felt stuffed like the way if feels when you have a really big turd you put way too much effort into shitting out your ass. It hurt only in that way. I didn't feel any pain from tearing and only after did I realize that my hymen had been bleeding a little but by then it had clotted and in less than a week had healed up. I should say he gave me a little vibrator to play with a couple of weeks earlier and I used that thing religiously every night though it was months later before I could achieve orgasm from a vibrator.

Now I want to be clear. I did not become sexually aroused at that time. It was a few years later when I first experienced being horny. At 7 it was two things. First it just plain felt good once I got past busting my cherry. And second the intimacy I experienced being my Dad's new wife was so intensely fulfilling that ever since I just can't become interested in any other man. But when I hit 11 years old and woke up that morning horny as hell and looked at my dad and realized just how sexy he is I fucked him silly. In fact I fucked him awake. I ignored his snoring and climbed onto his cock and sunk down on it and just fucked him until he wok up. He could tell by the look on my face what was going on and he turned us over and fucked me like the slut he turned me into.

In only one sense do I regret becoming my dad's wife. Dad just turned 60. He will likely die of old age sometime in the next thirty years. I have been ruined for any other man. When He goes I probably will just have a hysterectomy and be done with it. I can't imagine any other lover will ever make me feel the way he does. I should also mention I have had three babies by my dad, a girl and two boys and no I am not worried about him touching them. I see the way he looks at me and the way he looks at them. It's different. Of course I also keep his Viagra and T locked up. I love the way he begs for his special medicine and I make him take his blue pill with a glass of my pee. He's been a very naughty Daddy and I love to "punish" him for it. Of course his little dick is no longer big enough to satisfy me but his tongue still works magic, especially up my ass.