A Daughter’s Adventure part 1

A Daughter’s Adventure part 1

In my last story, I told you how I became a slut. I was indeed just like my mother. She was a slut and I had become one myself. I was even fucking my math teacher. I told you about him in my last adventure.

My mother had just married John in June. He had also adopted me. I had taken to calling him daddy and he called me Princess. We both had blonde hair so my friends thought he was my real father and no one knew any different.

In July I had a riding accident. Ginger my jumping horse had fallen rolling over the top of me after stumbling jumping a hedgerow. I had to be life-flighted to the hospital.

I had several internal injuries and a serious pelvic bone fracture. It had caused damage to my woman's organs. Those injuries leaving me unable to have c***dren.

My mother blamed daddy for my accident. He had gotten me my horse as a Christmas present. My mother thought it was too much horse for me to handle. It wasn't his fault it was mine. I had led Ginger my horse wrongly to make our jump causing her to stumble and roll on top of me.

My mother blaming John put a big strain on our relationship. I knew my mother was fucking other men as well. I thought that was wrong. I didn't know she had his permission to do so at that time.

My mother oversaw daddy's business while he cared for me at home. John and I had always been close but this brought us even closer. He cared for all my needs as I was laid up in bed.

He bathed me which at first was awkward as he didn't want to touch my breasts, pussy, or ass. He got used to it and I grew to love his touch on my body. Daddy even taught me to walk again as he had been through that when wounded in the army. It took a long time but I walked up to receive my high school diploma.

Daddy helped me walk again however no one helped me with the mental issues I was having. I was no longer a slut. I hid my body as to me my scars were ugly which make me ugly as well. In my mind, no man would ever desire or want me.

In reality, I was 18 5’9” with 40DD’s breasts may be carrying a few extra pounds due to my accident. However, I dressed so no one could see any of my assets. I was but a plain Jane.

Daddy and my mother were the only one to ever see my scars, my breasts, ass, and my full cropped blonde haired pussy. I had learned a few months prior that I was still able to have orgasms. I awoke one night soaking wet between my legs and my sheets were soaked.

I had a wet dream it was about daddy making love to me. I fingered myself that morning and brought myself to orgasm. Daddy brought me breakfast.

“You feel OK, Princess?” Daddy asked. “You look a little flush,” he added.

I told him I was ok just tired. How could I tell him I had just fingered myself to him making love to me? I kept those feelings to myself. It seemed whenever he was near I would get horny.

I soon went to work for daddy. He was showing me the ropes of his business so to speak. My mother even showed me her job which I thought was boring. I much rather work with daddy than her.

Daddy and I worked out every day either before or after work. My pussy would drip watching him lift weights. If daddy went to the store I went with him. If a man looked at me I got closer to daddy.

I had a strong fear of men due to my accident. I believed when a man looked at me he was looking at my scars even in that they were always covered. My mother had seen my reaction to men the first time I went to the store with her.

A man was checking her out then looked at me. I ran from the store crying and in a panic. I ran to her car locking myself inside. My mother ended up having to call daddy to just get me out of the car. I won’t even let her into her car.

My mother was ok with me just going to the store with daddy. I believed it gave her more freedom to tease. She even let me walk hand in hand with him when we went to dinner. As often I would freeze not wanting to go in unless daddy was beside me.

I even was able to dress a little sexier but only when going to dinner with daddy. Mostly just showing my chest but it was for daddy to see not other men. I often hid behind him when men looked at me and I felt uncomfortable.

I soon realized my mother allowed this as she loved making her grand entrance when we went to dinner. It made me sick to watch her flaunting her assets. I thought it was being disrespectful toward daddy.

Mom would let us enter then she would do her slut strut to our table. Everyone’s eyes were always on her. I once had that attention myself but no longer needed it or wanted it.

I even enrolled at our local college to earn a business degree as it was daddy's wishes and also part of my deal on working for him. My classes were either early morning or late afternoon so I was able to still work and be with him.

I knew most of those in college as most were from my high school and I was not fearful of them. My best friend Stacy went there as well. I dressed plainly not like the slut I had been in high school. I would talk to boys but flatly refused them if they asked me out. In time I got the reputation of being stuck up or of being a lesbian.

I didn’t care as I wanted nothing to do with boys or men. Stacy and I were always together. She often stayed at our place on weekends. We would watch my mother and daddy all the time. I always kept my scars covered when we played with each other. Most attending the college thought that we might be lesbian lovers.

By the time I was 19, I was comfortable at college but still not being out in public without daddy. I still had fun with Stacy but she was also dating boys. I went to college to learn and that was what I did. By then I was running my a construction crew for daddy.

They were his most trusted and loyal workers. I know he probably warned them if they touched me they would have to deal with him. I trusted those men and they respected me like they did daddy.

My mother had just landed a huge account for daddy’s business. I believe she has the details of that in one of her stories. I will tell you she landed it being the slut she was and is.

Daddy rewarded my mother for landing that account by sending her, Linda, and Sara on a two-week cruise. I was overjoyed as that meant daddy and I would be alone for two weeks.

I had been kissing daddy on his lips since I was in my early teens. My mother was ok with it as was daddy. We were working out one morning. He was helping me by spotting me as I squat lifted with weights.

I sorted of stumbled when I sat the weights onto the floor. Daddy caught me and my arms went around his neck. I looked into his face and couldn’t help myself. I pressed my lips into his kissing him passionately.

His arms went around me and he returned my kiss. Our tongues met as we kissed. My workout pants were filling with my pussy juices. My hand drifted down to his sweat pants. I wrapped my hand around his now hard cock.

It felt bigger in my hand than I had imagined. I squeezed and started to pump on it with my hand. I was kissing him passionately as I did. Daddy broke our kiss as he removed my hand from his cock.

“Michelle, you shouldn’t be doing that,” Daddy said pushing me away.

I hung my head and ran crying to my bedroom. I threw myself onto my bed burying my face into my pillow. I cried my eyes out as daddy had rejected me. Daddy came in asking me what was wrong.

I told him no man would ever want me. I was ugly because of my scars. I sat up in bed removing my top. My 40DD’s breasts and my scars showing. I told him no man will ever love me because of these and because I can not have his c***d.

“I am ugly even you rejected me,” I said crying.

Daddy hugged me tightly sitting beside me on my bed. He told me I wasn’t ugly, that it was all in my head. That I was a lovely beautiful woman just like my mother.

“Prove it, daddy, make love to me as you do to my mother,” I sobbed.

“I can’t Princess it is wrong,” Daddy said to me.

I threw my face back into my pillow crying. I told him, see even he thought I was too ugly to love me. Daddy’s hand rubbed at my back as he told me that was untrue. Daddy rolled me onto my back then he started to kiss and lick at my scars.

Your scars do not define you, your scars only make you stronger as my scars do me. My hands went to daddy’s head as he continued to kiss at my scars. He told me how sexy I was as he pulled my jogging pants from me.

He kissed along my scars buried under my blonde pussy hair. My hands rubbing and pushing his head into my pussy. Daddy was soon between my parted spread wide legs kissing on my pussy.

His tongue licked at each of my pussy lips as my pussy opened for his tongue. My juices were starting to flow from my pussy. Daddy sucked on my pussy lips one at a time.

He took them into his mouth pulling them from my pussy. When he released them they snapped back looking like butterflies wings on each side of my pussy. Daddy kissed at my thighs sending erotic chills through my body.

He kissed and licked his way down one leg. His tongue hitting all the right spots on his way. Once at my foot he kissed and licked at it. He sucked at my toes sending me over the edge.

I was having my first orgasm just by him sucking on my toes. He moved to my other foot sucking on my toes. He slowly worked his way up to my thigh and pussy. He kissed and licked at my inner thigh licking my juices from them.

“Ahhhhh eat me, daddy,” I said softly pushing his head between my legs.

Just hearing myself saying that turned me on more. Daddy slipped his tongue into my pussy. I was soon flopping around on the bed like I had seen my mother do many times.

Daddy used his tongue like a small cock. He was shoving it in and out of my pussy. He withdrew his tongue and moved up to my clit. Daddy licked at my clit making it grow from its hood.

My juices were flowing from my pussy. They were pooling on my sheets. Daddy licked at my hard clit then took it into his mouth. As his lips enclosed around it he rolled his tongue around it as he sucked on it.

“Ahhhh daddy I’m going to cum,” I moaned loudly.

My body flopped on my bed. My flood gates opened just like I have seen my mother do. My love juices were splashing onto daddy’s chest as he sucked on my clit. I was having that earth-shaking orgasm I had been searching for since in my teens.

My orgasms just kept coming as daddy removed his mouth from my clit. He started to lick at my pussy wildly. I was soon squirting on his face. I had orgasm after orgasm until I pushed daddy’s head from between my thighs.

Daddy stood up getting off my bed. He was a mess with my juices dripping from his face. His tee shirt soaked with my juices. I jumped up and lifted his tee-shirt over his chest. He bent down allowing me to pull it off over his head. I wiped my wetness from his face tossing his tee shirt to the floor.

I ran my hands over his manly chest then I wrapped my arms around his neck pulling him down until our lips met. I kissed him deeply as he kissed me back. I broke our kiss as I squatted in front of him. My hands went to the waistband of his jogging pants.

Daddy grabbed my hands as he asked, “Are you very sure about this Princess?” “What about your mother?”

I looked up at him with my lost puppy dog look as I replied, “I’m very sure daddy and mom doesn’t need to know anything.”

I pulled his jogging pants and boxers down to his ankles. Daddy always wears boxers I think it was from being in the army. I just stared at daddy’s big dick as it throbbed in front of me.

I had seen it many times before but never this close. I was up close and personal with the biggest cock I had ever seen, it was close to eight or nine inches and thick. It was as round as a soda bottle. His cock was surrounded by all types of colored hair. He had black, red, and blonde hairs surrounding his big cock.

I finally reached up taking it into my hand. As my hand wrapped around I thought damn there was so much dick left sticking from my hand. I placed my other hand on it making only the head of his cock show. This truly was the biggest cock I ever had my hands on I thought.

Daddy looked down at me as he asked one more time, “You sure about this, Princess?”

I did not answer instead I removed my hands from his cock and placed them behind his thighs. I placed my mouth over his cock and slowly worked it into my mouth. I took his big cock in steps as I worked my mouth down it.

My lips finally touched his body at the base of his cock. I backed my head up about halfway then moved it back down on his cock. I soon worked up a steady rhythm as I took his big cock in and out of my mouth.

I was now sucking fully on daddy’s big cock. Sucking sounds filled my bedroom as I did. I reached down rubbing at my pussy as I sucked on daddy’s big cock. I suck his cock until I tasted his pre-cum leaking into my mouth.

I removed my mouth and wrapped my hand around his cock. I looked up at him as I pumped at his cock. Daddy smiled at me giving me his approval of my cock sucking abilities.

His pre-cum started to ooze from his cock. I licked at it wildly with my tongue. His pre-cum tasted better than any I had ever tasted. I knew then why my mother enjoyed it so much.

I returned my mouth to his cock. I started to suck him again. Daddy’s hands went to my head. He brushed my long blonde hair with his hands as I took all of his cock into my mouth.

I went back to bobbing my head up and down his cock. I sucked his cock longer than any other cock in my life. Daddy pulled my head from his cock.

“I am going to cum, Princess,” daddy moaned.

I wrapped my hand around it pointing it at my 40DD’s tits. His cock throbbed as it started to shot ropes of cum onto my breasts. During his third shot, I placed my mouth back on his cock.

His big cock throbbed and shot the rest of his cum into my mouth. I swallowed all of it as another orgasm came over me. I was squirting onto my bedroom floor as daddy shot his last drops of cum into my mouth.

Daddy stood me up as he kissed me on my lips. His tongue entered my mouth tasting his cum. This was new to me as no boy or man had done that before with me.

Daddy broke our kiss and looked at me. I seemed to see a troubled look in his eyes. He swatted my ass telling me to clean our mess then go shower and meet him in the family room.

Daddy left leaving me standing there my juices running down my legs. I thought I was in trouble. I cleaned our mess, showered, and dressed. I was dressed in plain ranch wear. I walked slowly to the family room.

I looked inside to see daddy clean up and dressed. He was standing at the picture wall. He had a drink and was looking at those pictures. I walked in with my head down and sat on the sofa.

Daddy went to the bar sitting his now empty glass onto the bar he came to me on the sofa. I started to tell him I was sorry. However, he placed his finger on my lips.

“Just listen, Princess,” daddy said to me.

He told me what we had done was wrong. That he never should have violated me like that. I told him he didn’t. He pressed his finger to my lips again. I hung my head again. Daddy lifted it smiling at me.

No one is to know of this especially your mother. Heaven help us both if she ever finds out. If we continue with this there will be some rules.

“Anything daddy I will follow all your rules,” I said smiling at him.

Daddy laid out his rules. No one was to know. No play what so ever around my mother. If my mother ever found out it was over between us. That I had to be more loving toward my mother and not argue with her as I had been.

“You break any of those rules, it is over,” ”You understand these rules, Princess?” Daddy asked.

“Yes, daddy I do,” I replied hugging him.

He wrapped me in his arms. Holding me tightly against his body. I wrapped my arms around his neck pulling him down kissing him passionately on his lips. Daddy kissed me back with passion as well.

Daddy broke our kiss asking me what should we have for supper. I told him I had already gotten steaks out to make on the grill. Daddy and I got the steaks and potatoes to grill on the grill.

I helped him cook on the grill. As we cooked daddy explained his and my mother’s lifestyle. He explained about them being swingers. That he enjoyed my mother’s teasing and that she had permission to be with other men. That while I might think of her as being a slut he enjoyed her being like that.

I hung my head hearing him say that. Daddy lifted my head asking me what. I told him I can’t be a slut like my mom. I was afraid of men and didn’t like showing my body to others.

“I could never have sex with other men, I can’t be like my mother,” I said to him.

Daddy told me he didn’t expect me to be or do the things she does. To be me myself, that it was my choice who to be with not his. You have your own free will I would never take that from you.

“I choose to me with you daddy,” I said smiling.

“Just remember the rules, Princess,” daddy said smiling back.

“I will daddy, I promise,” I said kissing him on his lips passionately.

I felt like I never had. I was full of peace and joy. I had finally gotten what I have wanted for a long time. That being daddy as my lover. In a way, it changed my life. Daddy and I started our affair that day.

We didn’t make love that night as we both had to be to work early. However, we slept together in my bed as he thought it wrong to sleep in my mother and his bed. I never had a man hold me in his arms all night long until he did.

Love to hear your comments and will pick up from here in my next story. I have enclosed some pictures of myself at 19 dressed for dinner with daddy.

Michelle