I started having sex when I was 15, and never looked back. I'm 22 now. I can't get enough of it. I've always loved pushing the limits on sexual encounters and fun. Public places, one night stands, threesomes, very rough sex, etc. I tend to dress pretty slutty because I like the attention I get. I can't help it. I even dress pretty slutty around the house. It's not a big deal now because I've been living in my own apartment for a couple years now. But when I was still at my parents house, my mom used to constantly tell me to put on more clothes, among other things. We never got along that well and have never really gotten very close.
Well, very recently I was visiting my parents, and as always I was dressed to kill. That day I had on a short denim skirt, a tank top that showed off my boobs, and a button up sweater that I left unbuttoned. Then at night I changed into some short booty shorts and a smaller spaghetti strap tank top, no bra. Well it was getting late and I had been having some drinks with my dad and brother. Mom had gone to bed early as always. I had just finished making a drink and talking to my brother, when I looked at my dad to include him in the conversation, and I realized he wasn't hearing a word I was saying. He was staring right at me, checking me out. I stopped talking for a minute and looked at my brother and smiled and motioned for him to look at dad, who was still clearly checking me out and had no clue we were looking at him. We both laughed and finally my dad broke out of his stare and went along like nothing had happened, which made Nick (my brother) and I just laugh harder. Now, I was more than okay with daddy checking me out. It excited me. I don't know why. I'm just wired differently, I guess. I know there's probably something wrong with me, lol.
Well, probably only 10 minutes later, dad started saying he was going to head to bed. I pleaded with him to stay up. He gave me the old "well I really should be heading to bed" routine. I told him to hold on, that I wanted to show him something. I told him I'd be right back, and I headed to my bedroom, which was still setup with a lot of my stuff in it. I didn't really know what I was going to do, but I knew I was horny, and wanted to push the limits with my dad and see what I could or couldn't get him to do. I ended up deciding that I'd do something he couldn't ignore. I took off my shirt, and I walked back into the living room where my brother and dad were sitting down, waiting for me. The looks on their faces were priceless! Lol!
"Rachel, what the fuck are you doing?" my dad said.
My brother said nothing. But when I looked at him I could already see that he was trying and failing to cover his erection with his arm.
I didn't really answer the question. I just said "what? You don't like it?" as I pressed my 34c tits together.
He told me he was going to bed, but I ran over to him as he tried to get up, and I got on top of him. I pressed my tits into his face and rubbed them back and forth, and then I moved my hips down and grinded my pussy against his cock, which was rock hard at this point. He flipped out, and pushed me off him. He started going on about how I was way out of line, blah blah blah.
As he stood in front of me, I got onto my knees and looked up at him and said in my sexiest voice "please daddy?" He looked at Nick, and then he looked down at me. And he kept standing there, I started to undo his belt, and then his pants. It didn't take me long to get his boxers down and expose his cock, which was a pretty good size, which was a nice surprise. I started to stroke his cock, and he was saying "baby... really?" in a completely insincere attempt to talk me out of it, lol. I knew I had him. I started to suck his cock. It was a huge thrill for me. At first when I'd look up, his eyes were closed most of the time. After a couple minutes, he was looking down at me, and clearly enjoying the blowjob. He started putting his hand on my head and thrusting his hips, pretty much fucking my mouth. I loved it. I was deepthroating daddy. Eventually, he came inside my mouth and I swallowed every drop. I looked over at Nick, very aware that he was still there, and he had been jerking off. Not one to disappoint, I crawled onto the couch and began to suck his dick. He's not anywhere near as big as my dad. I think he had also gotten pretty close to cumming before I started to blow him, because he came inside my mouth no more than a minute after I started. I wasn't expecting it and some of the cum leaked out of my mouth before I was able to keep the rest in and swallow it. Yeah... I like swallowing cum, lol. I sat up and leaned back on the couch, and looked at my dad who was still standing there, I guess processing everything that had happened. He was staring at me. I couldn't tell what he was thinking. Soon, Nick ran off like a bitch to his bedroom. He is my older brother, but I think it's entirely possible that I had just given him his first blowjob.
Anyway... Dad was still standing there in silence. I got up, happy as hell with myself, and went to make another drink. Jack and Coke. I love to drink almost as much as I love sex, lol. By the time I had finished pouring and turned around, dad had joined me in the kitchen.
"What the fuck was that about?" He asked me.
"I just wanted to have some fun. Didn't you have fun?" I asked him.
He was silent for a few seconds, seemingly gathering his thoughts, and then he told me "Rachel, for years you've walked around here dressed like a slut. And for years I tried to ignore it. I knew it was wrong. I never would have dreamed of touching you. Never for a second. And now, you do this?" He said.
I told him "I just wanted to have fun. I didn't know you were thinking about me before. But I'm glad. You deserve to have fun, too."
There was silence, and then he walked over to me. He leaned in and kissed me, hard. We made out, and he roughly groped my tits.
And then he stopped, and he said "forgive me". And I started to say "for what daddy? This was all my idea. It's my fault." But I soon realize he didn't mean to forgive him for what we had done, but rather, forgive him for what he was about to do.
He turned me around and pushed me over, bent over the counter. He quickly pulled down my shorts, and got right behind me. And then, he very aggressively ripped off my panties. And I do mean ripped them off. Granted, it was a thong, but still, he ripped them at the side and tore them off me. He held me down over the counter with his left arm and undid his pants with his other arm. I was his for the taking, but it was a huge turn on that my dad was being rough with me and taking what he wanted. The moment of anticipation didn't last long. He shoved his big cock inside me and leaned down on me. I couldn't help but moan, loud. And then, things got even more interesting...
"Yeah, is that what you want, you little whore? Daddy's little fucking slut" he said. I was in shock. Completely full of joy and in heaven, but still shocked. I never in a million years had thought that my dad could say anything like that. To anyone, let alone his daughter.
He began to fuck me, deep, hard, and slow. He put one hand on my back, and the other hand pulling my hair. Sometimes he'd move his hands to my ass or hips with the occasional hard spank, but it was mostly ..(continue confession)
