Chapter 1: Pre-Graduation Gift From My Dad

When I sat down to write this I tried to imagine how people would respond when it was posted. There was a definite temptation to write out some hot fantasy story and publish it as if it really happened. Honestly, I have a feeling many of the people who read my diary would probably prefer such as story. I’m always amused when people write me to tell me how it “should” have happened. Why can’t it just be enough that it DID happen and let it go at that?

Still, if I were to write out an exaggerated tale, it was easy to imagine what people would write me later to say what they liked about it. In such a story, my parents would have driven to my school for graduation the night before. My dad would fuck my brains out in the hotel all night while my mom watched and masturbated. We’d start in the lobby, secretly fucking me as I sat on his lap while my mom checked in. Then we’d continue in the elevator without any regard to the security cameras. We’d finish soon the balcony, watching the other students and their parents as they walk below. Then in the school parking lot before graduation I would blow my dad and wear his cum proudly on my graduation gown. After graduation they would help me get my last things from my apartment and my dad would had fucked me yet again as sort of a going away present. All the way home, my cousin Kristen and I would be making out in the back seat until finally my dad would pull over and fuck us both at a truck stop.

Well, what do you think? Do I have it right?

Hopefully by now you’ve figured out this is NOT what happened. To be totally honest, it was actually quite the opposite. Most of my family drove up packed in a couple of cars early Saturday morning. Both my uncles and their families, as well as my Aunt Linda and cousin Kristen, were there. I was totally surprised to see Tammy, my mom’s best friend (not to be confused with my fourteen year-old cousin) step out of my parent’s SUV. She lives in Oregon and to make such a trip spoke volumes of her ties to our family.

Thanks to my mom’s forewarning from her cell phone, I was standing by to greet everyone in the parking lot. From there we all went in town to have breakfast together at good ole Bob Evans. Given our class photo was scheduled for 9:00 AM, I didn’t have a lot of time. The ceremony started at 10:00 AM and was over before noon so afterwards we celebrated by going out to lunch.

That was it ... no sex, not even a blowjob. I was even fully dressed under my graduation gown despite my dad’s fantasies to the contrary. OK, so I did leave my panties behind so at least he could imagine me bare bottomed as I walked the stage to receive my diploma. I’d surreptitiously given them to him just before the ceremony so I was sure he had his hand in his pocket holding them the whole time.

For the last time I packed up the last of my things in my dad’s SUV as my car was full. I drove my old car (150,000 miles and counting) home with my cousin Kristen riding shotgun, following my parents as best as I could given my dad drives like a maniac! We arrived home just before supper time, went out for yet another meal, and then returned home to get all the last minute things prepared for my graduation party the next day. We were all so exhausted by the time we were done, everyone just fell into bed. I think that I was asleep before my head hit the pillow.

Soooooo, believe it or not, it was a “normal” day by most people’s standards (certainly not mine). There was so much to do and I was so busy that there was NO sex whatsoever other than me quickly masturbating in the morning when I first woke up, something I do almost every morning anyway, like brushing my teeth.

It’s funny, but I almost feel like I have to apologize to my readers for not getting laid on my graduation day! Everyone I’ve chatted with and exchanged e-mails was expecting that after months of me not getting any dick, this to be a wild day of unabated sex, especially between my dad and me. Maybe I’m getting old or whatever, but I have to say that I enjoyed the day just the way it happened! I guess it just goes to show that not everything has to involve sex to be good and/or fun.

Before you start thinking maybe the girl’s lost it, that was Saturday. College graduation is something that occurs only once in your life so making it the center of my day isn’t something I’ll ever regret. That said, don’t think I wasn’t horny! Even so, who knows how long I might have slept the following morning hadn’t it been for something persistently rubbing up against my face. I was only barely conscious and when I reached up to scratch where my cheek was tickling my fingers touched something warm and smooth. I knew instantly what it was - my dad’s dick! Considering he hadn’t fucked me the moment we got home the night before, I’d actually somewhat expected to be woken in the middle of the night.

“Morning baby,” he said softly to me as he held his aroused dick in his hand and traced the smooth tip of it around my face.

Oh my god, how I had missed this! My eyes were still barely open but I didn’t have to see to do what comes natural when any girl has a hard cock placed in front of her face - I took it in my mouth and sucked on it. As my lips surrounded his dick and my tongue touched the tip, I heard him take in a deep breath.

“Oh yeah ... that’s it Kelly ... suck your daddy’s cock,” he whispered to me. “God I’ve missed your sexy mouth on me.”

How can I even begin to express how good it felt to hear him say that? As much as he may have missed my mouth on his dick, I missed having it IN my mouth even more! Sure, while I was away at school he still had plenty of opportunities with my mom, not to mention her sister and his niece, my Aunt Linda and Kristen. Even so, I knew that as his daughter it was extra special for him to have me suck his dick and I loved nothing more than to please him and satisfy his hunger.

I only had maybe a couple of inches of him in my mouth as I sucked on him like a pacifier had been placed in my mouth. Actually, that’s not a bad analogy as I could have laid there half asleep all morning just sucking gently on his cock no different than a baby in a crib with a binky. As his only daughter, it just felt so natural, so “right”, to do this for him. I felt as if I was being appropriately submissive to him, giving myself completely to him for his own pleasure and fulfillment of his lust for me. Just as the Bible commands, I wanted to honor my father and what better way to do so than in the most intimate way I knew how.

I felt his large hands roaming over my nude body, his fingertips tracing gently over my sensitive boobs and flat stomach as he made his way ever so slowly down my exposed body. It wasn’t like he was fondling or groping me; more like he was taking me as his possession, demonstrating his control over me, proving to himself that he could do anything he wanted to me in just the way he wanted.

“Oh daddy!” I gasped as he finally reached my bare pussy, running his finger over my sensitive clit and teasing it just the way he knew I liked it. Then he moved on, caressing the warm smooth softness of my inner thighs. moving down one and then back up to the other where he resumed his explorations of his daughter’s pussy.

Eventually my dad rolled me onto my back and cautiously climbed on top of me, straddling me on all fours. I still hadn’t opened my eyes completely but I could definitely feel his stiff dick rubbing against my smooth stomach as he stroked it up and down against my body, using his dick now in lieu of his fingers. How he was managing to restrain himself I had no idea but finally I couldn’t wait any longer...

“Fuck me daddy,” I whispered hoarsely to him, slowly and deliberately as I enunciated each word, “Please fuck me. Take me. I want your love ... I want to feel your love IN me.”

Sometimes I almost envy a man as he has the ultimate say as to when his dick will penetrate me. Despite my overwhelming need to feel my dad in me - a need I had o doubt he was well aware of, in the end I was at his mercy. Sometimes it can be so hard to just lay there and wait for him to enter me. At this moment I wanted nothing more than to reach out, grab his cock in my hand, and then just pull it inside of me. Damn, I wanted him to stuff his cock in me NOW. More than anything else I wanted my dad to literally mate me, to bond with me by joining our bodies together in the most intimate act a man and woman can perform with one another. More than anything else at that moment I wanted my dad to take me as his prize, to be his possession. I wanted to be the perfect daughter for him, submissive to him in every way. I wanted my dad to show me how he felt about me, to prove to me how sexy he thought I was, to demonstrate how much I turned him on, to show how much he desired me and yes ... how he wanted to fuck me.

“Yeah ... you want it, don’t you my little slut?” he said gently to me, dragging his cock head over my pussy, driving me crazy with desire as it passed over my clit. “Tell me how bad my baby girl wants her daddy’s big cock in her.”

God, what does a girl say at such a time? Not just any girl ... his daughter at that. My whole body was screaming for his dick to be in me. More than anything in the world I wanted to be one with him, to have our bodies literally joined together, to feel his manhood in me and then to release his incestuous sperm inside of me as an unmistakeable symbol of his love and respect for me. When I feel my dad cum in me, it shows me just how much he loves me as his daughter to give me something so personal and intimate. At the same time, it also proves to me just how much he respects me by staying in me and not pulling out like I was some cheap whore he wanted to spray cum all over. My dad would only give his sperm to someone who deserved it, someone he respected and loved, so to feel it bursting from his dick and filling my pussy was the most incredible thing he could do for me.