I remember exactly how old I was when my dad first started enjoying my body.
It was about a week after my ninth birthday party and mum had gone to visit my auntie for a week.
Dad would come and say goodnight but instead of then going to bed himself, he asked if I could lift my top up for a bit. He said he wanted to check my skin. So I did.
He wanted me to lift it higher. He wanted to see my nipples. I lifted my top higher.
He gazed at my chest and reached out to place his fingertips over my nipples and he began very gently rubbing them. I remember it feeling nice.
After two nights of doing this he began kissing, licking, and sucking on my nipples as well. That felt even nicer though it also made me giggle as well.
He never did anything else to me, except the final night before mum came back I saw him take his penis out while sucking on my nipples and he stroked himself until he moaned loudly. Gasping afterwards, he took some tissues and mopped something up on the floor. I realised many years later that he'd jerked off.
My mum came back and he never did anything else with me after that week.
I just thought of it as a weird once-only bedtime game we played and only remembered it and realised what it had really been when I was about eighteen.