I Seduced Daddy Ch. 1 SeXStoRY

I Seduced Daddy Ch. 1 By Jill Vincent When I was very young at age 12, I started looking for everything I could see or read about sex. My curiosity was overwhelming. I wanted to know everything, what it was, what it looked like, how to do it, what other people did, the entire thing. My hormones were driving me crazy and I desperately wanted to know all I could. Friends my age were not much help, so I started asking older girls and guys about sex so I could learn. At age 12, everything seemed to bother me all at once as my hormones exploded. That was when I reached puberty. But reading and seeing pictures just seemed to make things worse for me. I found a few adult videos, watched them over and over, trying to relieve my pent up stresses. Back then graphic adult videos were not easily available. Finally, I got a video where the girl rubbed herself and seemed to get off from doing it. Watching and reading is one thing, but I was struggling to do what I needed to relieve myself, and know what I knew I needed to know about sex. My urges and hormones continued to bombard my feelings, driving me crazy with desire to DO SOMETHING, ANYTHING, but I stumbled and failed to please myself in such a way to satisfy those urges. Two years passed and I was then age f******n. By that time, my breasts and body were fully developed. My breasts were bulging and nicely protruding in front of me. I kept in shape at school with activities, so my body was shapely. Mom was surprised at my bra size because my breasts were a nice 38DD, larger than hers. She kept saying that my body developed sexually just like my Dad for exceptional size of sex organs. I did not really understand what she meant when she made that comment. My parents refused to let me date or be around boys after school, telling me that I was too young to date. They could see my body maturing into a nice, shapely young lady, and they were very protective of me. When I asked Mom and Daddy about sex, they just sort of blushed and avoided the question, telling me that there would be time enough to learn about that later. But I wanted to know now! So I kept reading, watching videos, and talking to everyone I could find who would discuss it with me. It was not easy, but I was persistent and driven to know! What was becoming increasingly obvious to me was that the ONLY way to learn about sex is to “just do it” with a guy. So I started looking for a guy who I thought would teach me. But Mom and Daddy seemed to know this and kept close tabs on me after school hours, not allowing me any opportunity to explore and be with guys. I would have fucked any boy who was interested, but I did not get that opportunity. At age f******n, my hormones and desires for sex were continuing to rage out of control and drive me literally crazy. I paced around the house like a wild a****l, stressed, needing something without knowing what, possessed by an urge to have sex but no one to have it with. One day, like many days, Daddy went hunting for deer, returning very late at night shortly after midnight. Mom had been asl**p in her bedroom for several hours when he returned. I knew he would choose to shower on my end of the house so as not to awaken her. He usually drank when he hunted, so I knew he would be very d***k when I heard him enter the house around 1am. I was looking to take advantage of his d***kenness to maybe learn something about sex but not sure at that moment how that would be possible. I was wearing my thin flannel pajamas when I sneaked quietly down the hall to check on Daddy in the kitchen. He opened a beer and drank it rather quickly with a shot of whiskey as I peeked around the corner of the hallway. I watched silently as Daddy stripped off his dirty clothes in the kitchen, tossing his clothes into the laundry room because they were so dirty. I expected him to stop at his underwear, but he did not. He tossed his underwear on top of his other clothes, standing there naked in the kitchen continuing to drink beer after beer with whiskey shots like he was determined to get stoned d***k. Not unusual for him. He said it helped him sl**p. I gasped as I watched him, carefully studying his huge, hairy penis now clearly visible for me to see. My hormones again washed heavily over me and that incredible sexual hunger overwhelmed me again in the hallway. As I watched him drink his beers with shots of whiskey, I found myself removing my pajamas and panties until I was standing there naked in the hallway. He was still not aware that I was even awake, and certainly not aware that I was watching him around the corner. Daddy looked really, really d***k tonight as he finished his drinking in the kitchen. I knew there was some chance that he might not even remember any of this tomorrow, as he sometimes said after his drinking around the house. He was still butt-naked and clearly visible to me. I rubbed my breasts and pussy, knowing that any moment he would move towards me and down the hall to my bathroom to shower. As Daddy finished his drinking and moved towards me, I slipped backwards down the hall to my bedroom, tossing my pajamas and panties inside my room as I hid my nakedness behind my slightly open bedroom door to watch. Oh my, Daddy’s penis looked really nice, incredibly large and hairy, even in its flaccid state as I peeked out to see him enter my bathroom. Once he was inside, I snuck naked down the hallway to the bathroom door to watch him. He had not completely closed the door, so I could look inside. Daddy took a long pee at the toilet and then turned on the water in the tub shower, stepping behind the curtain when the temperature of the water was right. As far as he knew, no one was even awake at that early morning hour. My mind was racing as I decided this was my best chance to learn about sex from a real man. Still naked, I carefully snuck inside the bathroom and stood listening carefully outside the curtain where he could not see me. My plan was for him to have soap on his face and hair and then sneak inside the shower with him, hoping that he would think that I was Mom or else be too d***k to care. We did look very similar in size except that my breasts were larger. Finally I thought the time was right so I carefully moved around the edge of the curtain until I was standing behind him in the shower. Daddy heard me and mumbled something I could not understand, handing me a sponge to wash his back. As I scrubbed his back I reached under and between his legs to handle his balls and penis. I heard him groan in approval. I made sure that I was on my knees when he turned around to rinse his back, and I grabbed his penis and balls with both hands, moving my face very close to his body. Because of his beer belly, I was down under his line of sight as I knew I would be when he turned around facing my direction. I went right to work on his penis and balls, jerking and caressing as fast as I could, afraid that I would be stopped at any moment if he discovered it was me and not Mom. As the water continued to wash over us, I put his penis inside my mouth and started quickly moving it in and out of my mouth as I briskly squeezed and handled his balls. I jerked his penis into my mouth with my other hand, nervous as I could be to be handling my Daddy in this manner. I had NEVER handled a penis and of course his was that of a full grown man. Moments later, his penis became erect and much larger, now poking into the back of my throat. Even though I had practiced on a dildo, I was not sure if I could deep-throat Daddy’s penis, but I kept trying diligently and vigorously to do so. I could tell by Daddy’s sounds that he was loving it, and he seemed like putty in my hands ready to do whatever I wanted if I would only continue. He reached back and turned off the water without turning away from me. I doubled down on my efforts and soon was able to deep-throat him for a few seconds at a time. That seemed to increase his moaning and groaning sounds of pleasure, and keep him fully co-operative to whatever I would do for him next. As I vigorously continued with the help of all my hormones screaming at me to make the best of it, I gradually was able to deep-throat his penis for longer and longer periods of time. I felt Daddy’s hands holding the back of my head as we continued, gently and urgently pushing his penis deeper and deeper into my throat until my nose was touching the hair of his crotch. I could tell that he was loving it. Daddy started moving his hips to the motion of my mouth as I continued, fucking my throat deeply. Suddenly, Daddy let out a loud groan and I felt his semen squirting into my throat. His knees seemed to go weak and have trouble standing as volley after volley of his semen shot deeply into my young throat for the next several minutes. By that time, we were almost dry standing there in the shower as Daddy finally finished and removed his penis from my face. I was thrilled, but I had a lot more than I wanted to do while Daddy was in this condition and available. I was anything but finished with him. (tell me if you want me to write more about this true life experience) End Chapter 1