The fact that I am a nymph is not my fault; the blame should be laid squarely at the feet on my father, my three brothers and my grandfather. I grew up in a house with my father, my grandpa and my three brothers, who were all white. My mother or that black bitch as my father would always call her, had run out on us when I was just four months old. My three older brother came from my father's first marriage.
Growing up I had always assumed the duties of a wife, I learned how to cook and clean by the time I was seven years old. By the time I was ten I was running our house better than any woman ever could. However, on the night of my sixteenth birthday I assumed the full duties of my father's wife and more.
It was a beautiful December morning despite the fact that it was one of the coldest days of the year. I had come down to the kitchen expecting to go about my normal day, when I got to the end of the stairs I heard voices coming from the kitchen, when I walked in much to my surprise the boys had gotten up and made me a surprise birthday breakfast. My father and brothers usually forgot my birthday until it was almost over, and then they would go buy me some cheap ass present at the local five and dime. However, this time they seemed quite please with themselves as I walked to the table.
"Wow what's going on?"
"Happy birthday sugar. My dad yelled out.
I must say that I wad pretty blown away by all the attention that I was getting. My dad, my three brothers Jason, Jack and Jake, along with my Grandpa Al and I sat around the table that morning talking about the good times that we've had. Despite the fact that my mom had abandoned our family, my father worked very hard to keep his family together. After my mom left him, dad tried seeing other women, but for some reason none of them ever worked out. As far back as I can remember it has always been just the six of us trying to get through life.
My dad was close to all us kids, but I think that my dad and I have always had a special bound between is; I think that it was more than just that daddy/daughter thing. Because I assumed so muck responsibility at an early age, dad had always looked to me for comfort and support.
After breakfast when we were all about to our separated ways for the day, dad said that he would like us all to be home tonight, that he had a special surprise planned for us all. After the boys and grandpa left, dad told me that he wanted me home by six o'clock, and that he did not want me hanging out with my friends and lose track of time.
After daddy left for work, I cleaned up the kitchen and ran up stairs to get ready for school. It was after all my sixteenth birthday and I really wanted to look my best. After a quick shower I stood nude looking into my full-length mirror, as I stood there I began to explore my body
I am sixteen I thought to myself. It seemed like it was only yesterday that I was playing with my dolls, but now it seem like that I had become a woman overnight. However, my womanhood was only apparent to me, because in the eyes of my family I was still their little girl, or their baby sister. I had not been allowed to date, my father was adamant on the subject.
However, my mirror told a different story. At five foot six and one hundred-five pounds my brown eyes and long brown hair came from my mom's side, along with my soft brown honey tone skin. My soft thirty-six inch tits with their hard firm nipples was something that I was always proud of. My little kitty was covered with thick dark hair. To top it all off I have a nice heart shaped ass that I would catch Grandpa staring at every now and then. Before I finish getting dressed, I treated myself to a routine that began when I was thirteen.
There was no doubt that I love to masturbate, the feelings of my fingers inside my pussy was always a delight. The feelings of watching my nipples grow hard with every single stroke. I love the taste and smell of my own love juice. I love the feelings of arousal when I was about to reach climaxes. When I was done, I got dressed and it was off to school.
It was a normal day, school until tree o'clock, and then I went to my best friend Mary's house for a while. Mary and I got to talking about school and boys, and this and that when I notice the time it was five fifteen. I told Mary that I had to be home by six. It was a good twenty-minute bus ride from Mary's house to mine; I was able to catch the bus in time to make it home by six.
When I walked into the house it was completely dark, I thought no one was home until I saw the light on in my bedroom. Walking down the hall, I called out to see of anyone was home, as I got closer I heard dad call ont my name.
When I walked into my room I found my father sitting on my bed, I saw a vase of red roses sitting on the nightstand, beside the roses sat a bottle of wine with two wineglasses. My dad stood up and poured two glass of wine, walking towards me he was dressed in a dark velvet robe. Handing me a glass of wine he said that he wanted to make a toast.
"Her is to a night that our family will never forget." Dad took a sip of wine, he noticed that I had not taken a sip of the wine.
"Go ahead baby, it's alright." I took a sip of the wine. As dad took me by my hand and led me over to my bed.
We sat on the bed and I knew that there was something different about dad, the was he looked at me as if he were seeing me for the very first time. Daddy could see that I was confused, as he began to explain why I had found him in my bedroom, and why this would be a night that our family would never forget.
"Christy your brothers, grandfather and I have been looking forward to this day for quite some time." Dad said as he moved in on me.
"Dad I don't understand, why have you been looking forward to today?"
"Well today you turn sixteen and this is the day that you will become a woman, a real woman. Dad said as he began to unbutton my blouse.
"Christy you are ready sweetie, I know you are. I have been watching you and I know that you are ready to be with a man. Now it's up to you, but I sure would love to be you first teacher." Daddy said as he nearly had my blouse undone.
I could not believe my ears, could it be true, my father wanted to be my first lover. It had been something that I had fantasized about, however I would have never dared say.
"Oh daddy yes I do so want to please."
Before I could finish, dad griped me pulling me close. Our eyes locked in a passionate embrace. The look in my dad's eyes said it all. He wanted me now, and it did not matter if I was willing to give it up freely or not.
Our lips met while daddy removed my white blouse. Our tongues rolled around in each other's mouth, while daddy worked his hands slowly down my neck and letting rest on my breast. Reaching around and undoing my black bra daddy watched as my breast came tumbling out.
Taking them in his large hands, he began to play with my hard erect black nipples, kissing the, taking each one of them in his mouth one at a time. The sensation of my daddy's hands running all over my body was such a turn on as I felt my pussy grow wetter and wetter.
Breaking our kiss, daddy stood me up beside the bed, he unzipped my jeans slipping his hand inside my panties, and he froze as he felt my pussy for the first time. Daddy ordered me to completely get undressed, I did as I was told however, I noticed that daddy' mood had suddenly changed; he seemed to be upset about something.
When I removed my panties I could see the disgust on his face as he gripped me by my hand and lead my down the hall into the bathroom, daddy order me to lie down on the floor while he grabbed his shaven cream and razor.
Dad knelt down spreading my legs open; he spread cold shaving cream all over my cunt, shaving every inch of hair from my virgin pussy.
"I have never gone down on a woman with hair all over her pussy, that's just nasty." Daddy explained.
Once dad finished shaving me, he continued to explore my young body. Lying there on the bathroom floor, I was completely exposed to my father's wishes. Daddy knelt in front of my open gate, he began by kissing my inter thighs, first one and then the other.
Kissing his way down my flat tummy daddy soon found the top of my cunt, kissing my freshly shaved kitty daddy worked his way down to the opening of my love hole. Daddy's fingers began to fondle my pussy lips spreading them apart, my passion was aroused as his tongue gets its first taste of my sweet love juice. I lay in the bathroom floor while my father's tongue began to manipulate my clit, the sensation of my daddy being the first to eat my pussy was so delightful that I lost sense of all time.
Daddy pulled out of my pussy long enough to remove his robe. The sight of my daddy standing nude in front of me was the greatest thing that I had ever seen. Daddy was about six foot tell with broad shoulders and rippling muscles. A man in his early fifties daddy had deep pearl blue eyes, with slightly graying blond hair. His god like body was more then I could have hoped for as I got my first look at his six inch pleasure tool.
"I want to take you sweet cherry, I'm going to break your hymen, is that ok with you sweetheart?' Daddy said
With out a word I shook my head to let him know that I was indeed ready. Daddy got on top of me while taking one of my tits in his mouth, as he guides the head of fully erect cock inside my young pussy. The minute daddy's dick was inside me he did not hold back. He started plowing all sin inches of his manhood into my tiny little fuck hole.
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