- My Family -
Bi-Sexual Female / 35
Romance With Father
I'm in a romantic relationship with my own father. We can openly be a couple because of a very specific set of fortunate but uncomfortable circumstances, but only we know the truth.
It all began with my mother. When she was a young woman in her 20s, she got involded with a man almost 10 years her junior. A teenager, basically. They dated for a while, until she got pregnant with me. She decided to continue her pregnancy, obviously, and keep him out of the picture, which he happily agreed to. My mother raised me herself and I was given her surnames. I grew up without knowing exactly who or where my father was.
That changed when my mother became terminally ill. She finally decided to tell me the truth, which is the story I told above (which made me realized why she had never told me in the first place). She didn't have his exact contact information, but she did have a name that, fortunately, wasn't very common. When she passed away, I decided to look my father up. I was 25 at the time.
When I did find him, he was very receptive and welcoming. He was still living in the same city, had never married or had any children besides me. The only thing I wanted from him was to meet him, so we grew close in a matter of a few weeks.
What we didn't anticipate was feeling mutually attracted. I won't bore anyone with the full story of that phase, because it was riddled with conflicting feelings and even guilt at some point. All you need to know is that we decided to keep an open mind and eventually gave in to our desires. We became lovers and started dating a few months after meeting. A year later we moved in together, and we've been together ever since.
We've been able to keep our secret while acting like a normal couple out in the open, since we don't share any last names (his is very unusual) and we don't have any family. My grandparents knew him, but they passed away a long time ago and my mother didn't marry or have any siblings. His parents are still alive, but they never knew of my existence, and he doesn't have any siblings either. It's obviously very weird thinking of my inlaws as also my grandparents, but they don't need to know. I've gotten used to it, to be honest.
And as weird as it sounds, I think he's the love of my life. We're deeply, deeply in love, but the knowledge of what we truly are makes the sex amazing. Out of fear of getting pregnant, we started with anal sex (something I had never done before), and I loved it. But we couldn't resist doing it the traditional way, and started taking contraception. I love feeling him inside of me, and the feeling of having my own father cum inside me is impossible to describe. It's very intense, so much it makes me cum with him almost every time. During sex, we even aknowledge our true relationship, I like to tell him things like "pumping his own daughter full of cum" or "breed your daughter, daddy".
We're exclusive, but I really think sex won't get better than this even if I tried it with someone elese.
It all began with my mother. When she was a young woman in her 20s, she got involded with a man almost 10 years her junior. A teenager, basically. They dated for a while, until she got pregnant with me. She decided to continue her pregnancy, obviously, and keep him out of the picture, which he happily agreed to. My mother raised me herself and I was given her surnames. I grew up without knowing exactly who or where my father was.
That changed when my mother became terminally ill. She finally decided to tell me the truth, which is the story I told above (which made me realized why she had never told me in the first place). She didn't have his exact contact information, but she did have a name that, fortunately, wasn't very common. When she passed away, I decided to look my father up. I was 25 at the time.
When I did find him, he was very receptive and welcoming. He was still living in the same city, had never married or had any children besides me. The only thing I wanted from him was to meet him, so we grew close in a matter of a few weeks.
What we didn't anticipate was feeling mutually attracted. I won't bore anyone with the full story of that phase, because it was riddled with conflicting feelings and even guilt at some point. All you need to know is that we decided to keep an open mind and eventually gave in to our desires. We became lovers and started dating a few months after meeting. A year later we moved in together, and we've been together ever since.
We've been able to keep our secret while acting like a normal couple out in the open, since we don't share any last names (his is very unusual) and we don't have any family. My grandparents knew him, but they passed away a long time ago and my mother didn't marry or have any siblings. His parents are still alive, but they never knew of my existence, and he doesn't have any siblings either. It's obviously very weird thinking of my inlaws as also my grandparents, but they don't need to know. I've gotten used to it, to be honest.
And as weird as it sounds, I think he's the love of my life. We're deeply, deeply in love, but the knowledge of what we truly are makes the sex amazing. Out of fear of getting pregnant, we started with anal sex (something I had never done before), and I loved it. But we couldn't resist doing it the traditional way, and started taking contraception. I love feeling him inside of me, and the feeling of having my own father cum inside me is impossible to describe. It's very intense, so much it makes me cum with him almost every time. During sex, we even aknowledge our true relationship, I like to tell him things like "pumping his own daughter full of cum" or "breed your daughter, daddy".
We're exclusive, but I really think sex won't get better than this even if I tried it with someone elese.
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