My name is Tawney and I'm 18 years old. I'm setting the scene for what happened two months ago. My dad is 42 years old and he is a massage therapist. All my girlfriends swoon over him and tell me how hot my Dad is. I tried denying it; to make it seem gross for me to think my Dad is even remotely good looking, even though I know he is and I hope he never finds that out.
One night after cheerleading practice, I told him that I hurt my back after doing one of our famous flips. He whispered to me at dinner saying "After dinner, take a hot shower and slip into a nightshirt and I will give you a massage." Wild thoughts went through my mind, wondering how it would feel to have his hands on my body. I seemed to eat my dinner faster than I normally would.
I hurried up stairs and started my shower. The bathroom started filling up with steam and that's how I liked to take my showers. I slipped off my clothes and jumped in. I stood there for a few moments letting the hot water pour over my slender body, thinking about what my girlfriends talk about with their boyfriends; about how they touch them,
I slowly massaged my breasts, wondering how it would feel like to have a guys hands on me. My nipples hardened with excitement. I took one hand and ran it down my side and down to my inner thigh. My knees started to shake as my loins got hot. I suddenly snapped out of it because I know my Dad goes to bed early, as he gets up for work early.
I jumped out of the shower and slipped into a nightshirt. I walked past my Mom and Dads room and told him that I would be in my room waiting for him when he was ready. He said "I will be in there in a few minutes."
I slid the covers down on my bed and laid down. I was laying on my belly with my chin resting on my hands, the nightshirt I wore was kind of short, only going down maybe 2 inches below my ass cheeks. After 10 minutes, he walked into my room wearing only his boxers. I noticed the bulge in them that kind of bounced when he walked. I had over heard Mom telling one of her girlfriends on the phone a few days ago about how hung Dad was and now I believed her! Dad jumped up on my bed and asked me where my pain was. I told him my lower back and the back of my thighs. He told me to relax and free my mind.
My body tensed up as soon as he touched me. He slowly rubbed my lower back and it felt so good. He was straddling my thighs and I could feel his budge touching my ass cheeks; I couldn't get my mind off of it. I felt dirty thinking about my dads balls touching me but I couldn't stop thinking about it. His hands moved a little lower onto my ass and he rubbed gently.
As he rubbed, I could feel my nightshirt slowing moving upward, showing off a little of my cheeks. I started feeling myself getting wet from his touch on my ass. He moved down a little farther rubbing more of my ass. The feeling was overwhelming to me, considering I had never been touched by a man before.
His hands finally moved down to my thighs and my mind was going wild. I got very wet, wondering how close he would get to my pussy. I spread my legs slightly hoping that he wouldn't notice. His hand slid to my inner thigh and my body tensed up again. He told me he was sorry, but I told him it was ok and that it felt kind of good.
