Chapter 1: Anything For My Dad

Almost two weeks ago I did something that overall I’m extremely proud of, even though it meant having something that by itself I was wasn’t proud of at all. To make a long story VERY short (read about it in my diary if you’re really that interested), I allowed my fat smelly uncle to fuck me, even anally, so that he would let my dad fuck Tammy, his fifteen year-old daughter, again.

You see, even though my dad had taken her virginity over a year ago, my uncle had cut my dad off from his daughter after my dad had told him that he couldn’t fuck me anymore. My dad only told his brother that to protect me after I complained about how my uncle treated me when he fucked me. I felt so bad that he was being denied Tammy that I offered myself to my uncle if he would relent, which not surprisingly, he did.

My dad knew what was happening but he was so horny for Tammy that he allowed me to carry through with my plan. However, he felt extremely guilty afterward once his lust and cravings had been fulfilled. Even though I hadn’t complained at all, he knew how I feel about it, especially the anal sex. My dad has NEVER asked me to do anal, even though I know he enjoys it with my mom at times, because he knows how I feel about the subject.

Later when my dad apologized to me, I tried to assure him that he had nothing to feel guilty about. Even so, for the past week it’s been like he was some hurt little puppy, moping about whenever I was around and trying to do anything he could to please me. At least THAT wasn’t too hard to do as all he had to do was fuck me and he made me as happy as he possibly could!

My birthday was coming up soon. God, it was hard to believe that I was going to be 23 years old on the first of the month! I felt like I was becoming so old. It didn’t seem that long ago when I was just sixteen and anyone in the twenties was ancient! The only good thing now about birthdays was wondering what my parents would be getting me. A nicer apartment or a new car would be fine with me but I knew it wouldn’t be anything quite so dramatic. My dad had been hinting at something good but so far all he’d done was tease me about it without really saying anything definitive.

A client was in town and needed someone to escort him to lunch at some conference downtown. It was pretty routine, lasting a few hours and then I was back home again to find my mom had left a voice mail on my phone while I was out working. “Hey dear, would you like to join us for dinner tonight? Since it’s your birthday tomorrow and everyone will be coming over, I thought you might want to spend some family time tonight before things got too busy on Saturday. Give me a call when you get home. Hope you’re having fun! Bye ... mom.”

I listened to it again and wondered what she was up to. Since moving to my own apartment, I rarely spent the night at my parent’s house anymore. Even if I was over and my dad fucked me, I returned to my apartment for the rest of the night. Since I can remember my parents have always considered their bedroom as THEIR sanctuary and even after we started having sex together, I still rarely saw them having sex. So why was she asking me to spend the night? There was no doubt in my mind where I would be spending it - in their bed, so what was up? Did this have something to do with my birthday present?

I called my mom back to tell her I would be over shortly and quickly packed a light bag with some makeup and toiletries and clothes to wear in the morning. I only lived a few minutes away from them so I would undoubtedly return home in the morning to get ready for whatever birthday celebration activities they had plotted for me. She seemed excited that I was coming but she didn’t say much as I would be over there in a short while anyway.