The day dragged on. It rained. The skies appeared gloomy, just like this whole lockdown. I kept looking at my prom dress, hanging sparkling with its sequins, catching the light in my messy closet. I longed to wear it all day but I waited until after dinner. When my siblings were watching their movie, I fixed up my hair with some fancy curls. I put on my favorite black lace Victoria's Secret panties, my beloved prom dress, and my black high heels. With my heels on I was almost as tall as my dad. With a little eye liner and lip gloss applied, I smiled in the mirror. I'm ready, I thought. I jiggled my own boobs in my dress, nestling them in place. He's going to love these, I thought. He'll be the first man to see my nipples. I looked myself in the mirror again, mouthing the words, licking my lips-- "Tonight is the night."
Finally my mom texted me. "Are you ready to come in? We're ready for you."
I snuck out my door and down the hall. When I slipped inside their room my mom locked it behind me and gave me a wink and then a hug. She had lit some candles and had soft music playing, the volume just louder than the patter of the rain outside their bedroom window. My dad was wearing slacks and a tuxedo coat.
"My God you're so beautiful!" he exclaimed. I could tell he really meant it. His eyes wandered down to the exposed tops of my breasts. They did almost spill out of this dress. Then his eyes moved back up to meet my eyes. He stepped toward me. "Would you care to dance?"
"Of course!"
My mom had set all this up, just like it was at prom. I had never slow danced before, but I just kind of put my hands up on his shoulders and he held my hips. I heard my mom snapping a few pics in the background. We swayed back and forth and I looked up into his big brown eyes. I guess I saw what my mother saw in him, the strong man, the only man she ever loved and needed in her life. I felt the butterflies in my stomach, my whole body becoming nervous but the longer we danced the more I started to relax. I closed my eyes. I swayed back and forth in his arms along with the music and the rain.
That's when he kissed me.
I didn't expect it, but I welcomed it. I felt him pulling me closer to him, his lips on mine, his tongue licking my lips until I gave in and let him explore my mouth, deeper and more passionately than David ever had. My goodness, my dad is such a good kisser! It was like he was having sex with my mouth already. My knees started to feel weak.
I craved his attention and affection now more than ever. We continued to dance and to kiss but slowly we made our way closer to their bed. I noticed his big strong hands had moved from my hips to my ass. He had lifted up my dress so he could squeeze my round ass cheeks, exposed between my lacy black thong. Finally he scooped me up in his arms and laid me down on his bed. He flung his tuxedo coat off to the side and climbed in beside me, holding me and rubbing my body all over. My mother hovered nearby, snapping away. Somehow I wanted her to capture every second of this. His kisses tasted sweet like honey, his touch like the most loving caresses. He felt all up and down my smooth legs, his fingers tracing up from my ankles to the inside of my thighs.
"Honey your skin is soft... do you want me to keep going?" he whispered sweetly.
"Yes daddy," I nodded, my eyes closed, lost in his caresses.
"Then you won't need these any more..." he whispered in my ear. I felt him tugging at my panties, sliding them past my hips then all the way down my legs. He gently removed my sparkly shoes then tossed my panties off to the side.
I shivered with expectation, and with the cool night air on my nearly naked body. I had never exposed my pussy to anyone but my doctor. Not even David had made it to this base.
Now my father pushed my legs apart with his strong hands. Was he going to fuck me already? I wasn't sure I was ready. But that wasn't his plan. He kissed me from my lips down my neck, then across my shoulders and down to the tops of my boobs. Then he tugged down on the top of my dress. It didn't take much for my boobs to both pop out. My nipples suddenly felt enlarged and sensitive and hard in the night air, exposed for him, and my mother's camera, clicking away. My father squeezed my breasts in his hands... I began to quiver from the inside out. David had only felt me up a few times but I never let him suck on my breasts. My father took the duty seriously. His mouth completely enveloped my C cup right breast. I let out a gasp and arched my back, wriggling my bare legs in his bed as the sensations crashed over me. His tongue swirled around my hard nipple while his strong rough hand squeezed my other breast. I loved how his fingers pressed into my soft flesh, how it felt like he wanted nothing more than to stimulate and then drink milk from me.
Suddenly he switched from my right breast to my left. I saw his saliva covering me, oozing onto my chest. I writhed and I writhed beneath his touch and affection. Then I felt his hand on my leg, steadying my shaking.
He released his mouth from my chest just long enough to look in my eyes and whisper "Mmm your breasts are so perfect, my love... Do you want me to keep going?"
With tears in my eyes I nodded "Yes Daddy, please!"
He latched his mouth back onto my breast, suckling me as I felt his hand trace up the inside of my leg. I shivered and moaned. I knew where his hand was going. Finally his fingers slid all the way up to between my legs, sweetly caressing my most intimate parts. I hadn't realized how wet I had become, but I felt his fingertips getting wet as he rubbed me. I moaned louder as he rubbed between my labia. When he finally touched my clitoris I lost it.
"Oh!!" I cried out, arching my back again as the first orgasm suddenly hit me. All I could do was hold his head to my chest and shake with pleasure. My mother's camera sounded closer, capturing our intimacy. Suddenly in the middle of my ecstasy I felt his finger penetrate me, rupturing my hymen, popping my cherry.
"Ow! Ow! Ow!" It hurt worse than a bad paper cut but the pleasure of the simultaneous orgasm washed the pain away. He released my breast and kissed me on my lips, then I opened my lips to receive his tongue once again into my mouth. I welcomed his tongue in my mouth as I welcomed his finger penetrating my vagina. I felt him pushing his middle finger into me until his last knuckle slipped into me. I squeezed on him as he curled his finger slightly, rubbing me, stimulating me inside near my g-spot.
As the orgasm subsided I felt my muscles start to relax. He then pushed a second finger into me, barely. I moaned at the feeling of being stretched and fingered by him. As he slowly worked his fingers in and out of me I felt my heart pounding more for him, to give myself over to his manly advances. I could feel how much he wanted me. Now I wanted him more.
I tugged at his shirt, then he lifted it off and tossed it to the side. I pulled him close to me, feeling his hairy chest against the smoothness of my exposed breasts. My prom dress had been pulled down and lifted up, now only enough to cover my stomach. Next I pulled at his pants, tugging them down past his muscular ass. Then he shimmied them off and they were on the floor.
"My darling you feel so, so tight... Do you want me to keep going?" he whispered again in my ear.
"Mmmmm yes daddy! Yes!"
Finally he pulled off his boxers. He climbed on top of me and for the first time in my life I saw his massive throbbing cock, and his scrotum dangling beneath. In the photos my eyes are as big as saucers, staring at his fully erect cock, watching it twitch ever so slightly with his pulse, and the size of his testicles, like huge walnuts in a leathery sack, suspended beneath him.
"Here, let's try this first" he whispered. I heard my mother's camera clicking away as he leaned forward, placing his throbbing cock between my boobs, his twin testicles resting on me, just above my stomach. "Push them together" he ordered me, in control. I complied, smushing my soft breasts to envelope his hard cock. He started thrusting slowly, sliding his cock between my tits. I could feel him throbbing on my chest. I loved it. I looked directly at his swollen tip moving back and forth toward my face.
At the end of each stroke it seemed to swell even larger and I could see the hole enlarging. I could see just barely into his penis, inside it. After a few minutes of him thrusting I began to see drops of liquid emerging from that little hole, his precum starting to flow for me. I heard the rain pouring harder outside.
"Now open your mouth" he ordered. I did. He pushed farther, until his tip hit my chin. He pushed again and it met my lips. He pushed again and I leaned forward to take the tip in my mouth, licking the big drop of precum from it. This was so naughty. I had never dreamed I would ever do this with him. How forbidden was this? To be actually doing it turned me on even more. I wondered what it would be like if he were making love to me outside in the rain, how wet we both would be.
"Mmmmm just like that, my love" he moaned. I enjoyed making him moan. I loved the taste of his precum, hot and sticky and sweet, like big drops of honey. I wondered if precum contained any sperm, if they were swimming in my mouth already.
I leaned forward even more then I stopped pushing my tits together and let him push his rigid cock into my mouth, toward my throat. I started sucking and wrapping my tongue around his shaft, just like I had done for David before, making him moan louder and louder. Then I felt his tip hitting the back of my throat, almost making me gag as it probed my tonsils. I could barely breath but I loved feeling him throb in my mouth, literally fucking my face, pushing my head back against the pillow with each slow thrust. He kept sliding himself in my mouth slowly as I bobbed my head together in sync with his thrusts. I held my breath and let it into my throat. That made him moan even louder. His swollen scrotum now slapped against my chin with every thrust. Finally he pulled himself back out of my throat. I gasped for breath. I felt myself panting, my heart racing. I could taste his precum sliding down my throat.
"Mmmm your mouth feels so incredible... Are you ready for me to take you all the way, honey?" he asked, looking me right in the eyes.
"Yes daddy! I'm so ready!" I could barely mouth the words in the faintest whisper, my throat sore from just being probed by him. I heard thunder crackling outside, and saw flashes of lightning outside their window, adding to my sense of danger and excitement.
