I was invited to a sex party in LA at a producers house by a fuck friend of mine. It was like a masquerade ball so naturally I brought my kinky pleather mask that zips up in the back, covering the whole head.
We had some drinks there, did some blow and headed deeper into the house where the real nasty shit was going on. There were dozens of people and I started to enjoy myself playing with the other guests.
One older guy there seemed very familiar. I recognized the tattoos but couldn't place it. Maybe he was a celebrity. An old boss? A woman was going down on me when it hit me.
To my horror I realized IT WAS MY FATHER.
My dad left us when I was 12 and I had almost no contact with him since then. I always hated him for that. But for some reason seeing him there made me recall a moment as a girl when I caught him jerking off. The sight of his penis made me tingle in a special way and I was now feeling that same tingle. I was also desperate for his approval, feeling for years like he left because me and my mom werent good enough.
I know he wouldn't recognize me even without a bondage mask on. With all these feeling bubbling up, mixed in with the drugs and sex I did what I normally do in a crisis which is act out and self destruct.
I walked over, politely pushed a girl away and put his dick down my throat. I sucked it as well as I could suck a dick. There arent a lot of things I'm good at so I needed to prove I was worth something, whether he knew it or not. I felt so dirty and depraved, it was really getting me off. As I blew him I begged him to cum in my ass.
There, surrounded by probably 40 people, I got ass fucked by my own father and I was the only one who knew. He came in me. The same cum that had created me was now in my ass. If that aint daddy issues I dont know what is.
I think he left soon after. I ended up sleeping at the party. Sometimes I like thinking about it but mostly I feel it only made my problems worse.


