Where it happened: home
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
Well to start this is the Pits! I did start and got at least a thousand words down and I had been having some trouble with the word processing because I’m using my phone, I guess, but suddenly out of nowhere the whole thing blanked and everything was gone and nothing I did would recover it. So… I like this site and want to go on, But, TAKE NOTE MANAGEMENT, I sure wish someone would put an Oops! button on here for idjits like me. You know, like back to your last draft or something?
I had to remember back from age 6 to remember my first orgasm. That’s because I don’t actually remember That one. What I did remember, remembering back to age 6, was that I always had orgasms, and how I loved it! The very first one, thinking back, I was about 4.
We lived in a house that my Daddy was building, and there was a trailer, a little house inside it, that Daddy had first thing built a room on top of where we all slept, while we, all of us, finished building the rest of the house. There was only the one bed, but it was big, and both my sis and I thought it was just great. We got to cuddle up naked in it with our Daddy, and that was even better for me, because she was a year younger than me and not such a sex addict like I was, and that left him almost all mine. I didn’t even really have to share with Mom, cause she always made sure we were asleep, or she thought we were, and I didn’t even Know they had sex when I was really little.
So the first time I really remember, I was about 4. I was asleep, but I was so in love with having orgasms that I stayed asleep and just felt of my Daddy’s finger in my pussy until I was so hot I was just writhin and started bucking my hips in that fucking motion I didn’t even know existed then and woke myself up. I remember saying, “Oooo!” and Daddy chuckling. Then I held his hand and pushed it till I got him going really fast, and I remember feeling it coming for a really long time, it was So exquisite! and he knew what I wanted,and made me cum so hard! Ooo! that was good. And then since all that had made him so hot, he got on top of me and went fast until his goo stuff came. I just loved it hearing him go, “Uhhh!” as it squirted out all up my belly and chin, and that made me so hot I had to cum again! A second orgasm, and that had never happened before, so it’s easy to see why I remember it so well.
So ok, but that was far from the first or last time I had orgasms, and I’ll get to the first time I had Real Sex, as I call it in a min. So after that time when I was 4, and we found out I could have more than one orgasm in a row, that made Daddy so hot for it it was funny. I was just crazy for it, and we started doing it not only just when we had a chance like before, but we Made times for it, as much at my insistence as his. I just Loved watching him cum, from start to finish. So I was the one to start things during the day, while he was more cautious and kept his asking mostly at night and when we were sure there were no ppl around to catch us. I was little but not dumb, and Knew no one could know without anyone having to tell me so.
So, one of My favorite things then was to tease him, even when there were ppl around, by going naked.. I was little and allowed to.. only where he was the only one that could see me. I would get behind a chair or something, and it was so funny sometimes that there might be a whole bunch of ppl sitting around watching TV or something, and no one else could see me but him, and he would get So aroused watching me prance naked, getting down on the floor and spreading my pussy lips for him.. and he Knew how aroused I was getting, because my clitty swells up and sticks out, and he could see that, and couldn’t stop his Thanger from going stiff while he was sitting there in front of all those ppl, especially Mom! I was a brat! No way around it, but we had several things we did about it. The quickest was for either one of us, whichever was the neediest or couldn’t stand it any more, would get up and go to the bathroom, then in a minute or so the other would follow and we’d do it! Those were fast so we weren’t suspicious, but we liked it better slow, so reading a book was more our favorite when there were ppl around. That way we could do it right in front of them and they couldn’t tell. We laughed about that so much! Especially when I’d get all hot and start to squeal n squirm around and couldn’t help myself from bucking my hips, and that would make the book go up and down. He’d shush me, and I’d try and cum quiet, but it never worked good enough, and when it was all over and I’d had my last shudder, we’d laugh! Cause we got away with it one more time, and from relief. The ppl thought we were tickling, and that was another ploy we used often, really often, especially if we were almost caught, but no one could ever see because the book was kept held up where they couldn’t. What we did was, we’d need to go an get some, so I’d say, “Read me Boring,” out loud so everyone would hear. They knew what that meant even if they didn’t know the joke.. Which was, way back I asked Daddy to read to me while he was already reading a book, and he said, “You wouldn’t like it, it’s boring,” so I said, “Read me Boring.” That went around via my mom, like parents do, so everyone knew we were going to go read. So while I ran to get a book, Daddy would find us a place, where we “wouldn’t disturb anyone”, meaning where they couldn’t see, and I’d get on his lap. My back to his chest and legs spread out wide down over his. Then the book would go on his knees between my legs, held up where no one could see his hand.. what it was doing! Mmmm that was sweet. Daddy yhdidn’t just (Ha! Like it’s only) give me orgasms, he made Love to me. He said that was good alright, but not good enough for a Princess, which was Me.. notice the capital M.. Smile. So I’d hold the book, and his hands would start to caress me, all up and down, Ooo! And he kissed my neck, blew in my ear, which drove me nuts! And when I was really squirming his hand would find my nipples, and he’d chuckle, every time, cause my hips would go out, my legs would spread, and I’d go, “Mmmm…” I couldn’t help it! Those tingles sent all the way down to my puss, and my clit would start to throb, and he knew it! Then I just couldn’t wait, and I’d start squirming, and sure enough his hand would go down under my dress, if I had one on, and find the inside of my thighs. Gods, talk about squirm then. He could get me panting alright, and it started then. By the time he got to my pussy I was almost always in a hot fit, just ready like you can’t believe, and started to cum in a minute! That’s when he’d shush me, and it never worked, so we’d.. Or he would.. yell, “Tickle!” so we could get away with the noises I made. We got some strange looks sometimes, because let’s face it, every one knows what what a girl in orgasm sounds like, but gods, I was 4 or 5, and who would think it? So, then it was Daddy’s turn. He’d be so hot it never took long after That! I’d slip my hand around behind me and down into his pants.. Oooo how I loved how stiff and big he always was.. and I’d squeeze, and feel of him, and tease his Thanger all up and down… I could feel him catch his breath and try an hold his groan, and I would know then he was ready. Then I’d get my hand on his Place, where he said it felt best just like my place, my “Sweet little Clitty,” he called it, and I knew what to do. Boy did I! And he would Cum! Gods how he would squirt. It didn’t take us long to figure out we needed tissue along, but all the thousand times we did that, would you think we’d bring some? Nope. Maybe twice. Smile. Wasn’t my problem. I sure loved it though. Which led to my next favorite naughtiness.
Since I was just crazy about watching my Daddy cum, sometimes I would just up to him right in the middle of anywhere and start to rub his Thanger. He’d look around to see if I wasn’t just nuts, but he couldn’t help himself then, once I’d started him off and got him goin hard, and knew how to do That alright. Then sometimes I’d do him right thru his pants, or sometimes he’d get it out, if it was safe, and I remember once sitting on the tailgate of a truck with my panties in my hand and his Thanger out so we could rub our “pee pees” together, but no matter where I always watched his face. That was the Best! It made me So hot to see the Lust, with a capital L, come on his face the instant he knew we were gonna do it. Then when we were started his face would go red, and his head would go back, and he’d moan… And I always laughed, and sometimes he got mad at me, because I would tease him that I could make him lick his lips, cause he always did! And I loved to see his cum juice squirt out, but I never tasted it even tho he offered me to and wanted it. I do Now, and love it, but then I was too little and said, “Too gross!” and didn’t want to try it. But that was ok then, because all I really wanted was to watch him cum, his face. Mmmm how hot that got me when he was squirting his hot goo out. I liked that so much that when we were out like that I didn’t even mind not getting tocumyself. Besides, I knew he would make it up to me, and he always did.
Then there was my famous favorite trick that almost got us onto trouble about so many times he kept telling me I had to quit, but I never did. Brat, I know, but I just had to he loved it so much, and so did I. What it was, He’d be sitting at our table, and it didn’t matter that my Mom was sitting there too, in fact that was better because then I Knew she wasn’t going to come up on us from somewhere else.. My sister didn’t count cause she wouldn’t tell even if she was mad at me. She was little for sure, but she loved Daddy just as much as I did, and little or not she knew what trouble was and not to tattle. So, since I was a little kid no one thought anything about me playing under the table. Kids do that, except I was playing with my Dadd’s big ‘ol Thanger under there. While he was playing Nintendo or reading or something, Gods, I must have made him cum a hundred times like that, while my Mom was sitting right there!
So this went on for years, and finally I was six, but I know we had totally at least two thousand orgasms together by then. That was 6 years, and that’s more than that at one lousy orgasm a day, and we had ten! Or at least I did. Maybe exaggerating a little but it’s hard to count, and that’s close I’ll tell you. So my little life was Hot Stuff, and I wasn’t even in school yet. On top of that we were home schooled till jr. high, and got better grades then than any one we knew, so much that we were put up a grade and skipped both kindergarten and first grade, both of us. So that was cool, and I just loved it, because I got to stay home and have orgasms with my Daddy all day and my friends had to go. I was glad I’ll tell you, but that first day I had to go was tough. Still, I had six more years, and that’s when sex got really hot.
Mind you I was only six.. all those orgasms didn’t count.. and I was still pretty dumb about sex. So one day I was lying on top of Daddy and we were naked on the bed just rubbing away but going slow at it to make it last, and I asked him, “why does it get stiff like that?” So he told me that’s so it will push up inside a woman. He had just finished telling me how sex is our strongest drive, and that’s why it feels so good, Best, and why we like it so much. So I thought about that a little minute and asked him, “will you put it in me?” He said, “sure! If you want, if you’re ready,” and I couldn’t wait to try it, even after he told me about hymens and that it would hurt at first. “How much?” I asked, and he said, “Remember when I pierced your ears? About like that I guess, but since I’ve never felt it you’ll have to ask your Mom.” “No!” I yelled, “I can’t do that!” and we both laughed. So that was that, and I said, “How?” “Well,” he said, “You’re right there, just do it! So I did. I knew where my Place was, and I knew where my hole was, so I just got up on top of his Thanger with it in my hand guiding it and sat on it. It’s funny to think back on it, because it hurt a little like he said, but I was so horny it felt Way better than I expected, and I went, “Oooo!” in appreciation of that, and he laughed. “That’s Good! Isn’t it?” So all that was in me was the head, the big part, and then it stuck. I could feel it stretching me open, and I loved that, but when I bent my legs so it pushed harder up intome, it hurt worse, so I stopped. Chicken. “Just do it!,” he said, so pain or not I just let my legs go.. and I’ll never forget that fabulous sensation. The pain was nothing compared to feeling my Daddy’s Thing going up inside me. I never had the vaguest idea it would feel so good, his So stiff Thanger opening me up, stretching me out bigger, and then when it went all the way in, not even as far as it Could go, I thought I was going to cum right there and then! We both hollered something, and then the next thing I knew Daddy had ahold of me by the hips and we were Fucking with a capital F! I know we went long, but I only remember just blazing in my pussy for the longest time while I was on top. Then somehow I was flipped over and Daddy was fucking me like there was no tomorrow. I remember the bed bouncing and slamming, and then I was Cumming my brains out! I know I screamed and shoved like crazy because all I wanted was to feel him go deeper onto me, and then suddenly I felt Hot coming inside me, knew it was Daddy’s cum juice, and just exploded onto orgasm like I’d never been cumming at all, and I was! There is no describing it. All the orgasms I’d ever had all put together at once weren’t enough to match it. “Ooo!!” Daddy yelled when his last squirt came and drove into me. I was already arching up hard, and when I felt that, no one would believe me, but I started cumming all over again and it didn’t let up! Daddy said, “Ooo! Baby! Gods don’t stop!” and he kept pushing his Thing into me. My pussy was just squeezing and squeezing, and we were both trying to get it as hard as we could go. I got my legs up around him, as little as they were, and he got his hands on my butt cheeks, and we Fucked like mad men. I’ll tell you it was Really a good thing Mom wasn’t home. Especially since we’d done this, without the actual Fuck, ten dozen times before, with her right downstairs, and felt safe. All we had to do then was Not be doing anything, and all was well if and when she came up, which she did often enough. But not this time! We’d have been busted royal. My Dad finally came in me a second time, and even though I was so hot I didn’t wind down for long minutes after that, we finally just got exhausted and dropped. We didn’t want to, that’s for sure. So then we just laid there, and after a while Daddy got up and I thought he was going to leave, like go downstairs, so I asked him nice as I could, “Can’t we do it again?” And he laughed and laughed, and said, “Holy Smokes, what have I gotten myself into?” Then he said, “Sure! Of course.” and the next thing you knew we were fucking again, and except for a few delays, like school when we could do it only in the car mornings and after school and nights, and a longer pause when I got married.. Almost three months!.. We’ve been doing it ever since! That’s the facts, and the fact is I’m not sorry about anything no matter what They tell me, and I can’t wait to see him about three hours from now. So there! Love J.
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