Dear Daddy,
I know it's been a long time since I last wrote. Today, I am thinking about the first time I saw your cock. It was shortly after my 18
th
birthday, you were coming out of the shower wearing a towel and I was heading downstairs. We passed in the hall like any other day and you went into your room, closing the door part way. I don't know why, but instead of continuing my way, I glanced in your room just as you were removing your towel. You were naked, walking to your dresser to get your boxers. I never saw a grown-up penis before since I never had a boyfriend; I didn't even get a chance to meet boys since you and mom insisted on homeschooling me. I didn't have any friends outside of other homeschoolers, so I never had the opportunity to even kiss a boy.
I knew what a penis looked like of course, I had a baby brother, but yours was so different, it was long and fat laying on top of your hairy balls. I was embarrassed, but curious, as I hurried downstairs trying to put it out of my mind. I started watching you more, casting glimpses at your pants, hanging outside the door when you shower, hoping to see it again. You looked at me differently, as if you knew what my curiosity was about.
I started hanging around you more, leaning against you, letting you feel my breasts brush against your arm. Sitting next to you on the sofa, wearing short nighties, letting my panties show. You never said anything, but I watched you watching me. I knew you were getting turned on, the bulge in your pants gave it away. I dreamed what it would be like to be kissed like a grown woman, to be kissed by you.
I remember the night everything changed. We were watching TV after the little ones went to bed and it wasn't my bedtime yet. Mom was at work and wouldn't be home until after midnight. I had on one of your old T-Shirts that I liked to sleep in and no panties underneath. I wanted to sit on your lap.
"Don't you think you're a little too big to be sitting on daddy's lap, sweetheart?" you asked.
"Oh daddy, I just want to give you a kiss goodnight." I usually gave you a kiss goodnight on your cheek every night, but before you could turn your cheek to me, I planted one on your lips. Not a little girl kiss but a real kiss. You were so surprised you didn't pull away right away, so I kissed you a little deeper, trying to part your lips with my tongue.
"Hold on there Missy, what are you doing!"
"I just wanted to see what it felt like to be kissed really kissed." I said, hurt that you pulled away and seemed to be mad. "Are you mad at me?"
"No honey, I'm not mad. But I'm not the one who should be showing you. You'll have time for that with someone you meet."
"How can I meet anyone, I'm always here with you, mom and the kids. I never had a boyfriend. I won't even know how to kiss properly if I ever do get one. I just wanted you to show me. Will you show me daddy?"
"It's not right that daddy's show their little girl these things."
"Who better than you daddy, you love me the most, so I know you'll show me the right way."
After thinking about it for a few minutes you decided that showing me how to properly kiss a boy wouldn't do any harm and you gave in.
"Okay baby girl, daddy will show you how a grown man and woman kiss. But that's all okay?"
I agreed knowing that I would just have to convince you to show me more.
I snuggled down on your lap as you raised your hands to hold my face, bringing our lips together, at first gently, your tongue parting my lips, entering my mouth seeking my tongue. I tightened my arms around your neck, responding to your kiss, slighting moving my hips on your lap. I felt you responding, your kiss growing more passionate along with the bulge in your pants. You started moving under me as your kiss grew more urgent, my hips rocking against you, your hands moving down from my face to cup my breasts. We both let out a moan knowing we wanted this.
You broke away first, afraid of the intensity of what just happened. You tried to push me off you, I held on and grind harder. "Please daddy, this feels so good, don't stop. I want to feel your hands on me again."
"No baby girl it's not right, it's gone too far already. You're making daddy hard and that's not right."
I asked you what a man's penis looked like and why it was hard. I begged you to show me, hoping you would show me yours, but instead you said wait and I'll show you something. You lifted me off your lap and back onto the couch. You brought me out a magazine that had a naked man and woman on the cover. Inside were pictures of the man putting his penis inside the woman's pussy. INSIDE! Wow that looked cool to me and I started touching my own pussy and bent down trying to see where it goes. You laughed and got a mirror and let me see what my pussy looked like. You showed me where my clit was and then you touched it for the first time and I saw how wet that made me.
"This baby girl is your clit. It's what made you feel so good when you rubbed it on daddy's lap just now. And this is called your pussy" as his finger slid along my slit to my wet opening.
"Daddy, can you put your penis inside me too?" I asked getting back to the magazine that you showed me, fascinated seeing the naked man and woman.
"No baby that's not right, you're my daughter and that would be incest. And you should call it a cock, I like that word better."
"But can I see it at least, I've never seen a real one?" I asked as I was rubbing my pussy and feeling how wet it was getting. You were watching me and again I saw your pants were starting to stick out. I giggled. You smiled and said, "Ok, it doesn't hurt to just show it to you. But remember, I can't put it in you."
You unzipped your pants and just before pulling them down you said to me "Now baby, not all men are the same, they come in all sizes, and mine is a little bigger than most." You lowered your jeans, and then your boxers and your penis, I mean cock, was pointed right up in the air and it was big. Way bigger than my baby brothers for sure. I wanted to touch it.
"Can I touch it?"
"I'm not sure that's a good idea."
"Why?" I guess you couldn't find a good answer because you didn't say a word as I reached out and put my hand on the big round head on top. It had some stuff on it and I asked if that was what having an orgasm looked like for a man.
"That's called pre-cum, it helps make everything easier to put inside you...I mean a woman."
I remember how captivated I was touching it, feeling my hand trying to fit around and then moving it up and down so I could feel all the bumps and veins. You liked it too because you were breathing hard and moving your hips pushing it back and forth. I bent down to get a closer look and I don't know why, but I stuck my tongue out and licked that pre-cum stuff, I wanted to see what it tasted like. You pulled away fast like it was on fire or something.