Oh, Back Then

When I was younger I had sex with my dad. At that time my mom was having an affair. My dad knew and I knew, and I felt sorry for my dad. I was the one who had imitated it. Mom had put me on the pill as a precaution, and I just thought how wonderful it would be to do that with my dad.

He was kind of reluctant, but I persuaded him, telling how nice I thought it would be for us to do that together. So he gave in and we started having sex. This went on for a little over six months. To me it was just so exciting and so meaningful to have my father’s penis in me and to be doing that with him. Then my mom’s affair ended and my parents pretty much reconciled so my dad and I stopped having sex. Mom never knew of course, and afterwards my dad and I never talked about it. But to me that was a particularly meaningful and wonderful episode in my life.

I am married now and of course my husband doesn’t know that I had sex with my own father. Yet, when I masturbate sometimes I still find it very exciting to think of my father’s erect penis ejaculating in me. Shocking or not, I know that I will never forget just how significant or exciting that was.