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When I Was A Kid
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Bi-Sexual Female / 19
My Daddy's Hore
I fell in love with my Dad early on but didn't start feeling something sexual for him until I was ten when every sexual fantasy I had involved my Dad. But about as soon as that started my parents broke up. Dad got a really good lawyer and raked Mom over the coals. She ended up not getting alimony and only got $50 a month for child support while Dad enjoyed life in his new mansion with his new 18 year old girlfriend. Dad liked them young, really young if you know what I mean but I never got a chance to find out if he liked me that way.
Mom lost her job a year later and we were down to $20 and the rent was six weeks over due and we just got a letter in the mail from the landlord informing us we were being evicted. We were months behind on the utility bills. Mom got desperate and took a job as a stripper but she's not that pretty any more so she was only making $100 a night average. While she was at work the landlord came by demanding rent. I was only 11 and was alone at the time. The landlord didn't care he just stood there glaring at me demanding I somehow pay him the rent money. I told him Mom was at work and I don't remember why I did it but I just kind of twisted my body kind of like the way Mom does when she's trying to look seductive. I think it was subconscious. I was just trying to be persuasive. The landlord gave me a funny look then asked me if I had a boyfriend. That is what made the lightbulb go off in my head. I knew exactly where he was going with this. So I flipped my hair across my face really sexy like and looked up at him through my hair and asked if there was maybe some other way I could pay the rent. I'd seen that in a movie some place. He continued to give me that strange look and asked if I'd ever sucked cock before. I told him no but I had seen it done in porno videos. He said "close enough" and started to undo his pants. I had no idea how much he'd take off the rent for one blow job but I knew the basics academically so I dropped to my knees opened my mouth and prepared to be grossed out. I was pleasantly surprised to find out I actually enjoyed his cock straining against the back of my throat. I felt like such a whore and liked the feeling. I sucked for all I was worth bobbing my head forward and backward trying desperately to get more of his cock down my throat then he came. I was surprised by how much I liked the way his cum tasted.
After that he said our rent was one week less behind. So that meant I was getting paid $250 for a blow job. I could live with that. I invited him back the next day so I could pay him for another rent and he came back and in a week we were caught up with our rent. I didn't tell Mom until she realized the landlord stopped bothering her for the rent and she was confused about why. She was shocked but then hugged me and told me she was so proud of me for doing my share. After that I paid for rent with blow jobs. That took care of almost half our expenses and mom took care of the rest with her crappy strip club job. At least the landlord didn't stink like Mom's customers did.
Over the next four years I continued to contribute financially by offering my flesh for the pleasure of men and sometimes boys and even the occasional woman. By the time I was 15 I'd dropped out of high school and was supporting us 100% so my mom could go back to school. The plan was when she graduated she would get a good job and then pay for my education. I would go back and get my G.E.D. and then on to college.
There was a particular street where I found out prostitutes hung out looking for Johns. I made friends with one of the other girls and we decided to work the same corner together taking turns or sometimes working together. There were only two pimps on that street but they didn't bother us because the cops protected us in exchange for blow jobs. I think about twenty girls worked that street and five of us were underage. The cops only protected the underage girls leaving the older ones to fend for themselves. I thought it was sweet of them to do that though now I think it was just they like to fuck kids.
I'd been doing this for a month when a familiar looking Navigator pulled up and I looked in and it was my Dad. I hadn't seen him in five years. The last time I was a skinny little ten year old and now I was a 15 year old woman with curves. I'd also bleached my hair. He didn't recognize me but I recognized him.
"How much for the night?" he asked me. I usually charged $500 for the night which meant until he kicked me out of bed usually around 2 or 3 in the morning for most Johns if it was as late as it was which was ten at night. This worked out to about 4-5 hours but considering everything that wasn't too bad. I usually didn't get Johns who wanted that much time. Most just wanted a fast blow job and I charged $20 for that and could do about 3 an hour. I charged $100 for a fuck which usually averaged about 40 minutes. So I liked fucking better. I'd only had two other clients who asked for an all-nighter.
I was half afraid Dad would figure out who I was but if he didn't he didn't let on. I got in and he drove to his new home which I'd never been to before. It was not just a mansion it was a palace. He told me it had 7 bedrooms, 8 full baths, 3 half baths, two dining rooms, two kitchens, a pantry, butler's pantry, a parlor, living room, family room, office, den, and several other rooms with no definition.
I usually don't make love to my clients. I fuck them and there is a difference. When we got to his bedroom he sat on the bed and I did a strip tease for him. I peeled off his clothes then snuggled up in his lap like I used to when I was a little girl and said "will you please fuck me Daddy?" Without the slightest hesitation he rolled us over, got on top and kissed me on the mouth will rubbing his erection against my pussy. He was the only John I ever desperately wanted to fuck me. He pushed his way in and I took him gratefully. I don't know why my parents broke up but it wasn't due to my Dad's love making skills. He fucked me hard and fast and to full satisfaction for over 20 minutes and actually made he cum before he came inside me without a condom on. I said "Thank you for fucking me Daddy that was awesome."
I thought that he would recognize me after I called him Daddy a few times but he kept calling me by the fake name I gave him and he was quite happy to lay there and fall asleep inside me and I was happy to lay that way for a while. A few hours later he woke up and wanted to go again and I did too. This time he fucked me slow and steady for over an hour before he came in me. I pulled off him and licked and sucked his manhood clean and then we went to take a shower. I thought he'd kick me out at that point but offered me something to eat and then wanted a third go after that. We fell asleep again with his cock inside me again and then he woke up again around five in the morning and I thought finally he was going to kick me out this time but he just wanted to fuck again. He came in me a total of 5 times before finally sleeping through to the afternoon and instead of wanting one final go he took me out to lunch and then deposited $1000 in my hand and asked if I would be available the following week same time same place and I said yes and kissed him on the mouth again.
The whole time Dad had no idea that when I called him Daddy I really meant "Daddy" and not just something a young hooker says to her client to turn him on.
After that I decided on a plan. I cut a tiny hole in my purse and hid my phone in it so the lens would see through the hole. The following week I recorded my Dad fucking me ten times. I called him "Daddy" about a hundred times and talked to him as though I thought he knew I was really his daughter. It became a game. We pretended we really were Daddy and daughter only I wasn't pretending. It became a role playing game to him. I even talked about my hope that he would get me pregnant. But the best part was when he started to call me by my real name by mistake not realizing that I was the actual girl whose name he had "mistakenly" called out. It was perfect. I did this every time we got together.
Now don't get me wrong. I absolutely adored having my Dad fuck me five or six times in a night and to do this one day every week. I finally got my fantasy of fucking my own Dad to come true. I also really wanted him to make me pregnant and lied to him about being on the pill. I stopped taking the pill that first night. We did this for about six months before I started to feel morning sickness. I took the test and it was positive. I never let a client cum in me without a condom before. Only my Dad. By then I had accumulated over 150 hours of my Dad fucking his 15 year old daughter. And he STILL never caught on that I was his real daughter. It was obvious that he enjoyed the fantasy of fucking is own daughter but I decided that once I started to show I was going to spill the beans and put into action phase II.
I didn't start to show, at least not obviously until two months later. Dad mentioned I was getting a gut so I simply said "Well Daddy, I have a confession to make. I'm pregnant, It's yours, and I am your daughter Kimmy, I mean I'm your real biological daughter Kimmy, you know, the one you haven't visited in five years!" He didn't believe me so I showed him my birth certificate and then a photo of me and Mom I took a month earlier.
Did you know that the penalty for r*ping your underage daughter and making her pregnant in my state is life in prison without possibility of parole? I had tons of evidence that I made sure I had hid in places that if anything happened to me were going right to the cops.
Today? Now I live in a mansion with mom and neither of us have to work and I'm in college. Dad still fucks me though.
Mom lost her job a year later and we were down to $20 and the rent was six weeks over due and we just got a letter in the mail from the landlord informing us we were being evicted. We were months behind on the utility bills. Mom got desperate and took a job as a stripper but she's not that pretty any more so she was only making $100 a night average. While she was at work the landlord came by demanding rent. I was only 11 and was alone at the time. The landlord didn't care he just stood there glaring at me demanding I somehow pay him the rent money. I told him Mom was at work and I don't remember why I did it but I just kind of twisted my body kind of like the way Mom does when she's trying to look seductive. I think it was subconscious. I was just trying to be persuasive. The landlord gave me a funny look then asked me if I had a boyfriend. That is what made the lightbulb go off in my head. I knew exactly where he was going with this. So I flipped my hair across my face really sexy like and looked up at him through my hair and asked if there was maybe some other way I could pay the rent. I'd seen that in a movie some place. He continued to give me that strange look and asked if I'd ever sucked cock before. I told him no but I had seen it done in porno videos. He said "close enough" and started to undo his pants. I had no idea how much he'd take off the rent for one blow job but I knew the basics academically so I dropped to my knees opened my mouth and prepared to be grossed out. I was pleasantly surprised to find out I actually enjoyed his cock straining against the back of my throat. I felt like such a whore and liked the feeling. I sucked for all I was worth bobbing my head forward and backward trying desperately to get more of his cock down my throat then he came. I was surprised by how much I liked the way his cum tasted.
After that he said our rent was one week less behind. So that meant I was getting paid $250 for a blow job. I could live with that. I invited him back the next day so I could pay him for another rent and he came back and in a week we were caught up with our rent. I didn't tell Mom until she realized the landlord stopped bothering her for the rent and she was confused about why. She was shocked but then hugged me and told me she was so proud of me for doing my share. After that I paid for rent with blow jobs. That took care of almost half our expenses and mom took care of the rest with her crappy strip club job. At least the landlord didn't stink like Mom's customers did.
Over the next four years I continued to contribute financially by offering my flesh for the pleasure of men and sometimes boys and even the occasional woman. By the time I was 15 I'd dropped out of high school and was supporting us 100% so my mom could go back to school. The plan was when she graduated she would get a good job and then pay for my education. I would go back and get my G.E.D. and then on to college.
There was a particular street where I found out prostitutes hung out looking for Johns. I made friends with one of the other girls and we decided to work the same corner together taking turns or sometimes working together. There were only two pimps on that street but they didn't bother us because the cops protected us in exchange for blow jobs. I think about twenty girls worked that street and five of us were underage. The cops only protected the underage girls leaving the older ones to fend for themselves. I thought it was sweet of them to do that though now I think it was just they like to fuck kids.
I'd been doing this for a month when a familiar looking Navigator pulled up and I looked in and it was my Dad. I hadn't seen him in five years. The last time I was a skinny little ten year old and now I was a 15 year old woman with curves. I'd also bleached my hair. He didn't recognize me but I recognized him.
"How much for the night?" he asked me. I usually charged $500 for the night which meant until he kicked me out of bed usually around 2 or 3 in the morning for most Johns if it was as late as it was which was ten at night. This worked out to about 4-5 hours but considering everything that wasn't too bad. I usually didn't get Johns who wanted that much time. Most just wanted a fast blow job and I charged $20 for that and could do about 3 an hour. I charged $100 for a fuck which usually averaged about 40 minutes. So I liked fucking better. I'd only had two other clients who asked for an all-nighter.
I was half afraid Dad would figure out who I was but if he didn't he didn't let on. I got in and he drove to his new home which I'd never been to before. It was not just a mansion it was a palace. He told me it had 7 bedrooms, 8 full baths, 3 half baths, two dining rooms, two kitchens, a pantry, butler's pantry, a parlor, living room, family room, office, den, and several other rooms with no definition.
I usually don't make love to my clients. I fuck them and there is a difference. When we got to his bedroom he sat on the bed and I did a strip tease for him. I peeled off his clothes then snuggled up in his lap like I used to when I was a little girl and said "will you please fuck me Daddy?" Without the slightest hesitation he rolled us over, got on top and kissed me on the mouth will rubbing his erection against my pussy. He was the only John I ever desperately wanted to fuck me. He pushed his way in and I took him gratefully. I don't know why my parents broke up but it wasn't due to my Dad's love making skills. He fucked me hard and fast and to full satisfaction for over 20 minutes and actually made he cum before he came inside me without a condom on. I said "Thank you for fucking me Daddy that was awesome."
I thought that he would recognize me after I called him Daddy a few times but he kept calling me by the fake name I gave him and he was quite happy to lay there and fall asleep inside me and I was happy to lay that way for a while. A few hours later he woke up and wanted to go again and I did too. This time he fucked me slow and steady for over an hour before he came in me. I pulled off him and licked and sucked his manhood clean and then we went to take a shower. I thought he'd kick me out at that point but offered me something to eat and then wanted a third go after that. We fell asleep again with his cock inside me again and then he woke up again around five in the morning and I thought finally he was going to kick me out this time but he just wanted to fuck again. He came in me a total of 5 times before finally sleeping through to the afternoon and instead of wanting one final go he took me out to lunch and then deposited $1000 in my hand and asked if I would be available the following week same time same place and I said yes and kissed him on the mouth again.
The whole time Dad had no idea that when I called him Daddy I really meant "Daddy" and not just something a young hooker says to her client to turn him on.
After that I decided on a plan. I cut a tiny hole in my purse and hid my phone in it so the lens would see through the hole. The following week I recorded my Dad fucking me ten times. I called him "Daddy" about a hundred times and talked to him as though I thought he knew I was really his daughter. It became a game. We pretended we really were Daddy and daughter only I wasn't pretending. It became a role playing game to him. I even talked about my hope that he would get me pregnant. But the best part was when he started to call me by my real name by mistake not realizing that I was the actual girl whose name he had "mistakenly" called out. It was perfect. I did this every time we got together.
Now don't get me wrong. I absolutely adored having my Dad fuck me five or six times in a night and to do this one day every week. I finally got my fantasy of fucking my own Dad to come true. I also really wanted him to make me pregnant and lied to him about being on the pill. I stopped taking the pill that first night. We did this for about six months before I started to feel morning sickness. I took the test and it was positive. I never let a client cum in me without a condom before. Only my Dad. By then I had accumulated over 150 hours of my Dad fucking his 15 year old daughter. And he STILL never caught on that I was his real daughter. It was obvious that he enjoyed the fantasy of fucking is own daughter but I decided that once I started to show I was going to spill the beans and put into action phase II.
I didn't start to show, at least not obviously until two months later. Dad mentioned I was getting a gut so I simply said "Well Daddy, I have a confession to make. I'm pregnant, It's yours, and I am your daughter Kimmy, I mean I'm your real biological daughter Kimmy, you know, the one you haven't visited in five years!" He didn't believe me so I showed him my birth certificate and then a photo of me and Mom I took a month earlier.
Did you know that the penalty for r*ping your underage daughter and making her pregnant in my state is life in prison without possibility of parole? I had tons of evidence that I made sure I had hid in places that if anything happened to me were going right to the cops.
Today? Now I live in a mansion with mom and neither of us have to work and I'm in college. Dad still fucks me though.
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