This story began a number of years ago. It was a time when middle-class homes did not have central air-conditioning and most had only one bathroom. For as long as I can remember my Daddy washed my hair every Saturday night because our bathtub did not have a shower. It became something of a ritual. Some time Mom would come in sit on the toilet and watch and chat with Dad and me. Mom often talked about how pretty I was and how I was going to break a lot of boy's hearts.
I would ware only my panties so I wouldn't get my top wet. Likewise, Daddy would take his shirt off so he wouldn't get wet. He would hook up a hose with a spray head on one end and attached the other to the bathtub faucet. I would kneel over the tub and Daddy would get the water just right and spray my hair. He would then pour shampoo on my head and work it into a lather with his strong fingers and hands. He would lather me up and rinse and then lather again. He would then give me a final rinse after which he would take a fluffy towel and rub my head and dry my hair. I would wrap the towel around my head and Daddy would start my bath water and leave me to take my bath.
This routine continued even after I began to develop physically. Everyone told me I had a great figure. I wore a 36 C bra and my puffy nipples indicated I was still developing Being a red head, my pussy was covered with a curly red haired patch. I remember the week after my eighteenth birthday Mom was away visiting her sister and my brother was away at college so it was just Daddy and me. As I knelt over the tub Daddy came into the bathroom wearing only his boxer shorts. I asked him why he was just wearing his short and he replied he didn't want to get his pants wet. Daddy was a very handsome 38 year old man. He was over six feet tall, prematurely gray and had a very big and powerful chest and muscular arms. I noticed a bulge in his shorts as they separated at the fly. Daddy knelt behind me which was different than the past. Before he would kneel next to me to wash my hair. He reached around me and turned on the water. I felt a hardness against my bottom as he leaned forward. His salt and pepper hairy chest rubbed against my bare back and it felt warm and nice.
Daddy dropped the shampoo and as he reached for it rubbed against my tit. I felt my nipples get harder and I also felt his rod get harder and longer as he pressed even firmer against my ass. As he lathered my hair his whole body pressed and moved against me with each firm finger manipulation of my scalp. After the final rinse Daddy said. "You know baby girl Daddy hasn't washed all your hair." Not sure what he meant I stood up and turned to him. He was looking at my red hairy muff which was showing through my thin white panties. By instinct I put my hands in front of my privates and blushed. "It's okay" he said. "Now that you're legal, and such a pretty young lady, I'm sure all he boys are trying to get into those pants." I blushed even more and told Dad they tried but I held them off and I was still a virgin. I didn't notice that I had moved my hands away from my crotch and was in fact cupping by breast. Talking like this with Daddy was making me hot and my pussy was getting very wet.
I noticed his purple pecker head was peeking out his shorts and as we talked it grew stiffer and rose out of the opening. He saw me staring at his erect cock and asked if I had seen a man's dick before. I told him some of the boys would expose themselves to me but none were as big and thick as his. He asked me if I wanted to touch it and without saying a word I reached out and stroked his cock. I was amazed at how it felt. How could something so hard have skin that felt so soft? Daddy pulled down his shorts and I got my first view of his big balls. I cupped them in my hands and rolled and kneaded them. Daddy moaned. "Oh baby you have such soft hands and they feel so good on Daddy's cock. Your about to make me cum but Daddy want's to make his little girl feel good first." With those words he gently pulled my panties to the floor and set me back on the edge of the bathtub. He knelt in front of me slowly spreading my legs he moved his hand between them and began kissing my pussy lips. His warm wet tongue slide between my labial lips and into my honey hole. He flicked my clit with the tip of his tongue and slid his finger into my tight twat. He then began to suck my clit and brought me to the biggest orgasm I ever had. "OH DADDY it feels soooo good. Oh Daddy LICK YOUR LITTLE GIRL'S PUSSY. OH DADDY EAT MY CUNT" I cried out. I couldn't believe I was saying those things or that my Daddy was eating my pussy.
