Here I was in my final year at high school, eighteen years old and I was still a virgin. No guys seemed interested in me and it left me depressed. I know I wasn't the prettiest girl. I looked nerdy and I wore glasses. I was basically flat chested as well. I thought my love life was going to be hopeless. That was when my Daddy took an interest in me. I think he overheard me talking to Mom. I needed someone to tell me what to do.
My mother was no help. She told me to be patient and some guy will come around. I was tired of waiting. One Saturday when my mother went on one of her endless shopping trips, my Daddy knocked on my bedroom door. All he had on was a pair of trunks. I could see his bulge clearly and it got me excited. He said I didn't need to wait for some young man to take an interest in me.
Daddy sat down on the edge of the bed next to me. He reached over and put a hand on my chest. I let out this deep breath. I always found Daddy so handsome. He had gray hair and it made him look distinguished. Daddy leaned in and his mouth found mine. He forced his tongue inside my mouth and we ended up having a passionate kiss. I guess you could say I just gave in to my father that day. I needed to be taught how to make love.
Daddy rubbed my chest for some minutes and then he pulled my shirt up over my head. No, my tits didn't come tumbling out. I barely had breasts but my nipples were like hard pebbles on my chest. Daddy didn't seem to mind. He broke away from kissing my mouth and he lowered his face to my tits. He was soon licking and biting my small nips. God, did that seem so good. It was sending chills down to my pussy.
Daddy managed to work my pants off and he almost tore my panties free.
"I want you bad Hannah," he said to me.
