We never had sex, but my father and I have been sexual with each other for years. I dont remember exactly when it all began. Once I developed though, he would watch me. You know, with that look. I know he would watch me in my sleep. I would wake up, but pretend to not be. I would move to let him see what he wanted better, and would wear less clothes to bed on purpose.

He got bolder, and would come in my room, right by my bed and watch. Finally, he got bold enough to touch. I was wearing a tank top most night then. he moved it just enough to the side for my boob and nipple to slip out. He would touch me and I would pretend to stay asleep. He would feel and squeeze my boobs. Even eventually kissing and licking and sucking on them.

This went on like this pretty often for a while. One night I couldn't contain myself and made he noise and he realized I was awake. He jumped up and I told him it was okay. I had always been awake. I liked it.

He crawled in to bed with me and we kissed. We made out. This became the norm for a while. I wanted him to take my virginity, but he wouldn't. He drew the line there, so we just enjoyed each other with almost everything but. He would give me orgasms with his fingers and mouth, eventually he would let me do the same with my hands and mouth on him.

To this day we have fun together. So far, mom has never found out.