It started that summer when I started feeling slightly sexual urges and would rub against my pillow at night and for some reason it was my dad who I thought about. I began wearing very little around him and one when mum was out of the house he asked me if I was wearing very little so he could look at me. I admitted that I was, and then he asked if I could take off all my clothes for him.
It felt so exciting to be completely naked for him. After twirling and dancing a bit for him he made me cone and sit on his lap and that's when I had my first ever kiss. As we kissed I felt his fingers gently start touching my puffy nipples and after a while he dipped hus hand down to touch my pussy.
We did this whenever mum left the house and I had my first orgasm from his fingers literally minutes before mum came back.
He showed me his penis one day after fingering me to one of my child orgasms and I remember being quite intimidated by its size, but he never made me feel forced and after the first two or three times I was very comfortable having it in my mouth and quite looked forward to the part when he would cum.
We first had full intercourse in my parents bed the night my mum stayed at my aunt's house and I was very sore even though he used a lot of extra lubrication. It was a week before we had sex again and that time I came. He preferred having me on top sitting on his cock so he could play with my puffy nipples as I bounced up and down on him.
We continued all through my teens and so nearly got caught many times but were lucky not to be.
I'm now married and quite happily with two children but me and my dad still fuck whenever we see each other and can get privacy. My orgasms are three times stronger with my dad than any other man, and I think by now having his sperm inside me is something I'm just never going to be able to give up.


