***This story is based loosely off a confession from a woman that I had carnal knowledge of for several years. She was a true slut and an incredibly good friend up until the day she died. RIP Jo, you were one of a kind and this story is for you wherever you are in the afterlife.***
What else is there to say about me other than I am a slut? I just turned twenty-two in June, right after graduating university and have sex with at least fifty guys since losing my v card not long after starting my first year. I cannot help myself; I just love a guy's cock in my mouth, the taste and texture of his cum and the feeling of getting my little pussy stuffed full of dick.
I do not know what really attracts guys to me, though since I feel like I am average at best in the looks department. I am only 5'2" with 34b size boobs, long straight jet-black hair, and a smallish ass. My nose is too big, thanks to my family traits, and my teeth are not perfectly straight, but I have been told by all the guys I have been with, that I have this seductive look about me when I look at them with my light crystal blue eyes, it draws them in like a moth to the flame.
Soon after losing my virginity, I quickly realized just how easily I could seduce any guy that I wanted with my eyes and the power I possessed between my legs. Once I set my mind on a certain guy, it was not long before I had him filling my mouth with his cock and then pounding my pussy until I exploded all over him.
One thing I learned, even before I started having sex is that I was not about to catch any STDs, so I have always practiced safe sex, and backed up condom use by taking the pill although that was taken initially to keep my periods in check. Unfortunately, I do not do the same with my mouth as I just cannot stand to suck off a guy with a condom on, that is just gross even with the flavored ones, not to mention that I love the taste of a cock and the cum that fills my mouth when I suck them to completion.
Now that I am back home, I am already finding it exceedingly difficult to get any satisfaction in since the list of available men around here is not very long. To be honest, I really do not want the people that I grew up with finding out how much of a slut that I am, but currently I am facing a dilemma that I never expected to face. I am now lusting after my own father.
Let us go back a little. I grew up in what I thought was a conservative household, with my parents and two older sisters. When I was fourteen and in junior high, my mom got pancreatic cancer and died after several months of fighting a losing battle, leaving me and my older twin sisters to help around the house while dad continued to work and support us.
We did not have a lot of money so neither of my sisters went to college, choosing instead to marry their high school sweethearts not long after they graduated. We lived in a rural town where a large part of the work force there were employed by a large lumber mill and dry kiln and both of their husbands worked there. They made good money, so my sisters were set for life.
I was not interested in following in their footsteps so all through high school, I worked my butt off to get great grades and earned a fully paid academic scholarship to our state university. I felt bad having to leave my dad alone, but he assured me that he would manage just fine, and my sisters still lived close enough to pop in and check on him from time to time. As if he really needed it.
Fortunately, my dad was only fifty years old and had taken exceptionally good care of himself through the years. He was always active, watched what he ate, never smoked, and only ever drank alcoholic drinks on special occasions. Let me say this, for a man his age, he looked amazing with his salt and pepper hair, chiseled face, and body. He could with no doubt in my mind, seduce any available woman around.
One of his favorite activities to do in the summer was go to the reservoir to take us all swimming, so it did not surprise me when he asked me, before he headed out to work, if I wanted to go swimming the next day since he was off. How could I turn down a chance to spend some good quality time with my dad?
The next day came and off we went to the lake. My sisters were not able to make it out with us due to prior commitments, so it would just be dad and me. When we got to the reservoir, dad quickly set up the changing tent, since there were no places around the lake to change out of our wet swimsuits, and when he was done, he peeled off his shirt and kicked off his shoes.
It was at that moment, as I feasted my eyes on his well sculpted body, that the lustful incestuous thoughts came into my mind. He pushed his hair back as he looked out at the water then turned to me and said, "Come on, pumpkin, let's go for a swim."
I always loved it when he called me his pumpkin, but as he turned and trotted away towards the water, that name suddenly took on a whole new meaning as I felt that familiar tingle of desire in my heart and in my pussy. I just stood there frozen to the spot for a moment, as the battle began raging in my head. How could I lust after my own father?
Just before dad got to the water he stopped, looked back, and yelled, "What are you waiting for, pumpkin? Come on!"
His booming voice brought me back to my senses, at least a little as I smiled and said, "Alright already, I'm coming."
I quickly kicked off my chucks, pulled my top off and dropped my shorts, revealing the skimpy black bikini that I had on underneath, then walked towards him with a grin on my face as he looked me up and down briefly. Just that quick look from him sent more of those tingles through me and I could feel my pussy get instantly wet.
Dad smiled and said, "Wow, sweetie, you look great."
I felt my whole-body blush and wondered for a moment if he liked it or was going to tell me it was too revealing as I said, "Sorry if it's too skimpy, but it's the only swimsuit I have at the moment. I really need to do some shopping."
"Ah, no, it's fine, pumpkin. You are an adult now and whatever you choose to wear is your business. I just could not help but notice that you have been keeping up on your work outs," he said with a smile.
