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Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- My Father (M/F-teen, inc) By Mystical Ashes (Address withheld by request) *** Daughter becomes sexually active with boyfriend and then turns to good old dad one day while swimming in the back yard pool. *** I never really thought about my father in any weird sort of way until I began having sex with my boyfriend Matt on a fairly regular basis. By regular, I don't mean we did it everyday; we didn't have the time or place to do it that much, but we would sneak up to a bedroom on a weekend high school party and do the horizontal dance whenever we could. Matt was hot too. He looked dynamite in his baseball uniform and was a great player as well. We had been voted Prom King and Queen our junior year, and I'd be lying if I told you we weren't a cute looking couple because we were. Matt is nicely tanned, just shy of six feet and has baby blues that penetrated my soul every time he gazed into my eyes. I guess on average, Matt and I would have sex about two or three times a week. For some reason, near the end of our senior year, I noticed that every time Matt would start to slip into me, I would close my eyes and envision my father naked and on top of me. I'd read some stories on the Internet and had been in some of the chat rooms where guys would tell me about their fantasies involving their daughters and vice- versa, but I didn't really think much about it. Yes, it was fun at the time to fantasize while Matt was boinking me, but I never really had any burning desires to have sex with my father in real life. After we graduated, Matt went on vacation with his family during the entire months of June and July, and the temperatures really started to rise at home; so I was spending a lot of time in the backyard, swimming and laying out to perfect my tan. My father would come out on the weekends and swim with me and work on his tan as well. One Saturday afternoon, we were racing each other in the pool, and for the first time, I was actually winning. (The five-second head start he gave me helped). I was about ten feet from the edge of the pool when I felt my father grab my ankle and pull me back. (I had tried doing this to him several times, but he was always too strong and was able to swim to the edge and remain undefeated). He was able to pull me back far enough so that he was even with me, climbing over me in a way-might I add. Well, I hadn't been on my way to victory just to lose; so I wrapped my arms around his waist, grabbed on to his swim trunks, and tried to hold him back. He started swimming so hard that his suit started to come off, but he kept on going. I tugged on his suit as he swam forward and his green trunks came right off in my hands. I couldn't believe he was so intent on winning that he didn't care if he was naked; he touched the edge of the pool, looked back and said, "I won!" I replied, "Yeah, but I've got these," and proceeded to hold up his swimming trunks and make my way to the shallow end of the pool. He started swimming towards me and caught up to me in the shallow end of the pool. He tried grabbing the trunks out of my hand, but before he could get a hand on them, I threw his suit as hard as I could and managed to toss it over the neighbor's fence. (Fortunately, they were out of town for the weekend.) When I saw the reaction on his face, I started laughing uncontrollably. He looked at me and said, "Oh, you think that's funny, Rachel?" I couldn't reply I was laughing so hard. "Well, two can play at this game," he exclaimed. Then he darted underwater and I felt his fingers grab the edges of my red bikini bottoms and pull them down quickly. In almost one motion, he spun me around and managed to get my top off me as well. Then he threw both my top and bottoms over the neighbor's fence as well. "There, how do you like that?" he asked. I was still laughing almost uncontrollably, but started to come down to earth as I realized that I was completely naked and in front of my dad too. "I'm sorry," I said, half-giggling, "but I didn't want you to win the race. And I didn't expect you to swim right out of your trunks." "Yeah, well go get us a couple towels so we can cover up." "Hey, I'm naked too," I said. "You go get the towels." At that point, I saw the look in his eyes change from one of partial anger to one I'd only seen in Matt eyes before. He was gazing at my breasts, which were fully exposed, and I saw him look down at the water towards my pussy. I could make out his dark patch of pubic hair underwater and I saw that his penis was starting to get big. Feeling like every second that passed was a year, I broke the ice by walking towards him and saying, "I'm not so little, anymore, am I?" Then I started to float face-up on the water to give him a good view of my entire body. To this day I don't know why I did that but it did feel exciting. He stood up next to me and wrapped his arms around me and carried me out of the pool. "Where are we going, Tarzan?" I asked, giggling. "To my room," he replied. He carried me through the kitchen door like we had just gotten married and proceeded to take me in his arms all the way down the hallway until we got to his room, both of us dripping water the entire way. He laid me on his bed and looked down into me eyes. I looked at him and said, "Daddy, it's okay I've fantasized about you, you know..." "You're so beautiful," he exclaimed. "I didn't know you were this perfect. Your breasts, your stomach, your vagina; you're just perfect." "Well, you're not exactly chopped liver either, daddy. That looks like it's ready and willing!" "Sweetie, I love you so damn much." He proceeded to roll his tongue around the nipple of my right breasts, encircling it the whole time like he was tracing a swirl. His tongue traced a line from my breasts to my belly button and then down my patch of pubic hair until he had finally reached my pussy. I felt his tongue lick the edges of my vaginal lips before slowly darting in and out of me. It took only seconds for me to experience the most powerful orgasm of my life. I couldn't believe that what I had fantasized about with my boyfriend was actually happening to me. Then my father's tongue and body started heading north as he licked my belly button and then my breasts and then my neck. I felt his penis grazing my lower thigh and then my upper thigh until it was grazing my left vaginal lip. He proceeded to kiss me on the lips and adjusted his body a little bit. I spread my legs apart even farther and felt the head of his penis touch my vagina. Then my father started to push, but was a little too high and didn't quite get it in. The feeling of anticipation and excitement was running through my body more so than it had ever before. Once again, I felt my father push, but his penis was a little too high and he was just bouncing against the upper part of my vaginal lips. He simply adjusted his hips a little downward. Now I could feel the head of his penis against me again and as he started to push, this time the head started going inside me. He entered me so slowly; it took a full minute before the entire head of his penis was inside my vagina. It felt so wonderful when I felt the ridge of his head and knew his whole shaft was to follow. He slowly and I mean slowly slid the rest of his penis inside. I had two small orgasms as he was sliding it in. Once he was inside me, he started to pump, gently at first and more forcefully as we continued. I remember him saying, "I can't believe I'm inside you, sweetheart" numerous times throughout. He didn't pump for much more than five minutes before he said, "Sweetie, I'm almost there." I could actually feel his head start to get a little bigger inside me and then he thrust his hips into mine a few more times and I felt his cum explode inside me. His cock jerked seven or eight times before it became calm. We lay there holding each other for about twenty minutes after he came. It was the most loving embrace and experience I have ever had. END ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life in anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider seeking professional help. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 16