Sister Blue said, “The perfect ending.
Almost all little girls have dreamed of marrying their dads, especially at the tender age of 11 or 12. Of course, all these dreams end in one way: in vain. But for me, there was a different ending…
Mom died of cancer when I was twelve years old, leaving only my dad and I to depend on each other, even my first menstruation is he went to buy sanitary napkins for me, also carefully teach me the physiological knowledge of puberty, my colleagues know that my father is more attentive than their mother.
When my father went out to work, I would take care of the house. The house was small, but there was a lot of housework to be done, and I did all the cooking and washing, just like a housewife. Of course, I didn’t fully take on the role of mom until I was eighteen years old.
Our whole family loved to watch the dreadnoughts, and when my mom was still in labor, we would all three hide in our beds, turn out the lights, and watch the dreadnoughts, and sometimes get so scared that we would hug each other and cover our eyes with our quilts and scream.
Since my mom died, my dad and I rarely watched the dreadnoughts again until recent years, when my dad gradually forgot the sad past, and hid in bed with me to watch the dreadnoughts again, as he used to do, and again I screamed in fear and held him tightly, crouching in front of my eyes on his shoulder, not daring to look at it again.
After finishing the movie, Dad watched another one, but it was in French, with English subtitles, so I couldn’t understand it and soon fell asleep.
I don’t know how long I slept, but I heard a familiar voice, and when I woke up and listened a little closer, it was my mom’s voice, but it sounded like she was moaning, and I opened my eyes to see my dad sitting frozen in front of the TV, which showed an image of my mom, lying on the bed all naked, with a black dildo in her hand, squeezing it in towards her pussy.
I was shocked and called out, “Dad, what… what’s going on?”
When my father heard my voice, he jumped up in shock, turned off the TV right away, and said awkwardly, “No… nothing, just go to sleep.”
“Is it mom?”
Dad hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
“I want to see mom, I want to see mom…” I whined, “Turn on the TV!”
Dad hesitated again, after mom died he doted on me even more and he granted every request I made.
As a result, he turned on the TV, which showed Mom continuing to rim her pussy with the dildo.
“Mom is so beautiful…”
“Well,” Dad sighed, “it’s a shame she died so young.”
On the TV mom continued to work her pussy with the dildo, thrusting harder and harder, her nose making sharp noises.
I could see a large bulge in my dad’s crotch between his pants. I sat up and leaned over him, he first pushed me away but soon put his arm around my shoulders and I leaned my head on his shoulder and continued to watch the TV with mom looking like I had never seen her look lustful before.
She pushed the dildo deep into her pussy and used the index finger of her left hand to tease her clit, her moans grew louder and louder and finally her orgasm reached the point of screaming out as she lay back down with a delightful yelp, her legs swinging and twisting over and over.
Next it was dad who also appeared on the screen, he was all naked as well, he walked over and pulled out the dildo that was stuck in mom’s honey hole, his head crouched down and he used his tongue to lick and fondle her pussy, which already had a lot of nectar in it. Within moments he stood up and thrust his thick cock through her pussy and mom moaned again.
Usually children would sometimes peek at their parents’ lovemaking, but I don’t think there was ever a time when they could watch their parents’ lovemaking so closely and so clearly, and in the warmth of their father’s arms, as I did.
Dad’s hand suddenly lowered and held my right breast in his hand through my thin T-shirt, I could clearly feel my nipple slowly swelling and hardening in his warm palm. My hand was also gently placed on his crotch, feeling his thick and hard rod, which would harden and move a few times with the slightest movement of my slender fingers.
I pressed my head to his face and kissed him on his neck, although I had kissed my dad a lot before, this time was different, as I kissed him, my whole body was weak and I felt a warm wet sensation start to build up in my lower body, I didn’t think about anything at that moment, I just hoped that my dad would make love to me like he did with my mom.
I turned my dad’s face around and kissed him on the mouth, kissing like his lover, my mouth open for the intrusion of his tongue.
Dad held me in his arms but didn’t kiss me, he looked at me with his eyes and I felt the desire in his gaze, not having had a woman close for so many years, and being physically really needy.
“Yee, it’s wrong for us to do this… I’m your father…” very weak reasoning made his voice low.
“It’s because you’re my dad that I love you more.” I don’t know where I got the courage to say to him, “I love you so much, I want to love you as much as my mom does, and I want you to have the love that you lost.” I was surprised to hear myself say that, but I really did love my dad.
Ever since my body developed over the past few years, when I masturbate, I always fantasize about my dad stroking my pussy with his fingers, or even making love to me. Being single makes me want to take my mom’s place in his heart, to be there for him, to help him wash away his wounds with love.
Daddy didn’t talk to me again, just took off my T-shirt and gently touched my two developing breasts, not very big, but already almost filling his palms. He stroked my breasts with his rough palms, his fingers gently teasing my nipples, making my whole body tingle. Daddy took hold of my left breast and used his mouth to suck and nibble on my bulging nipple. My hand went down to his pants and stroked his big cock.
Mom on the TV screen was giving Daddy a lustful spanking, and I felt my own lust continue to flow out, soaking the insides of my thighs. I felt so lustful and slutty, how I wished Daddy’s cock would take my virginity away.
“Dad…” I moaned as he began to stroke between my legs, “Make love to me!”
Daddy didn’t answer me, he just pushed me gently down on the bed and pulled my shorts off, then my underwear. As Daddy took off his briefs, I saw his long, thick, hairy cock demonstrating in the air, the odor and body fluids unique to mature men beginning to ooze from the large, reddish-purple head of the big cock that was about to develop my untapped little slutty pussy.
Daddy knelt on the bed and spread my slippery legs wide and then pressed them down, his slightly bald head buried between my legs and licked up from my anus up to the little nub on my pussy, his tongue curling the nub so skillfully that a wave of sensation like an electric shock triggered out of his mustache-born mouth and traveled all over my body. With Daddy kissing me like that, I soon reached my first orgasm, every cell in my body trembling with that lovely feeling.
I felt that kind of love from my dad, that kind of love for my mom, and now he’s lavishing that love on me.
Daddy’s body pressed against my petite one, and I felt his big glans rubbing between my two pussy lips, and I pushed up my little waist, wanting to get the feeling of being penetrated for the first time on my own.
Dad slowly pushed his big cock into my pussy, the love juices secreted in my pussy made it easier for him to penetrate, but I still felt a little stuffy. Halfway in, his cock was blocked, and Dad expertly jerked it back a little, then pushed it in again.
“Aaah…” I called out, a pain of being torn, but it soon disappeared, Dad’s big rod smoothly pushed straight in, and finally the whole thing went into my little pussy hole, and I felt the big head was already pressed against the opening of my uterus, so I had to wiggle my waist and ass, adjusting the angle to adapt to the thickness and length of my dad’s big rod. I’m going to twist my little waist and ass to adjust to the thickness and length of Daddy’s big rod.
Dad started to fuck me, first slowly, then with great vigor, bending my legs over the sheets on both sides and fucking me up and down. I was a little overwhelmed, but I felt that he really did treat me like a mom, and that love made me want to fuck him even more.
“Fuck me vigorously… Daddy!” I screamed, spurring him to fuck me even more frantically, his thick male thigh meat slapping against my ass, my pussy lewdly dripping out and soaking the sheets.
“Ah… Yee… your pussy is so tight… so easy to fuck… so much like your mom…” my father praised me with a hot puff of breath in my ear.
I put my arms around his back, wanting him to just keep fucking me and keep saying such loving things to me.
Gasping for air, Daddy finally squeezed his rod deep into my pussy and shot his cum against my womb. I could feel his rod twitching rhythmically as shot after shot of hot cum filled my pussy all the way up.
“Daddy… cum me… fill my pussy with… cum all the way into your little daughter’s pussy…” I screamed, reaching my own orgasm for the second time.
I saw on the TV that Dad and Mom had reached orgasm as well, both panting together and holding each other.
My dad was also all but exhausted at this point, and the feeling of being loved made me very content.
That night was my first time with my dad, and we calmly talked about the future afterward, and I still felt that I loved my dad so much that I was completely incapable of loving any other man, and my dad finally accepted my choice.
In order to escape the uncaring eyes of society, my dad and I moved to live in another municipality, and I changed my last name and wore more mature clothes so that people would look at us as a couple, not as father and daughter.
After I finished college, my dad and I went to Las Vegas, USA to register our marriage, and that’s where we honeymooned, and made the videotape, as did my mom.
We are now living a happy and joyful life as a couple, the only difference is that I still call him Daddy, because letting “Daddy” fuck me will make our sex life more colorful.