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2009-12-31

Dad The beginning

Kim, my friend and I were really starting to get naughtier and naughtier and enjoying our new sexy experiences very much indeed; I am not sure who was leading whom on. She always says I was a little more mature or grown up than her and because I had “felt” a cock before she did blame me, but its all in good fun. However she was more under the control of her boyfriend than I was mine, she would for example without protest flash herself in the playground whenever asked to or she would let boys feel her up, some times coming up behind her and putting their hands up her skirt she never complained, but she always told Ray (her bf) everything, who just encouraged her and told her to carry on teasing the boys like that but to make sure she always told him every detail. She used to egg me on so as in the end I still did the same things; however I always found it so exciting. Especially in the evening while our boyfriends were sitting next to us and watching Kim wank or suck him some boy that Ray had told her to boy, while at the same time as I was doing the same thing to another boy it was so great though, we didn’t really consider at the time about any reputation we might get, although in honesty hers grew much quicker and bigger than mine, I suppose at the time I was a tad jealous.

As I write about our school days I suddenly recall a teacher, Mr. Bruce, he was a tall well-built New Zealand guy and I am sure he and Kim had something going on together she never told me about it I can only surmise he told her to tell no one as he would get into serious trouble, but looking back there were sort of tell tale signs, her going all dewy eyed whenever she saw him and little smiles they exchanged.

I lost my virginity before my sixteenth birthday in the back of a Vauxhall Cavalier (romantic eh!!) with a guy that was a friend of my boy friends, we had become a sort of mates and although Mick knew we went out sometimes he never knew exactly what we got up to. Losing my virginity was nothing special, I remember being a little scared, but I suppose I did it because it was sort of expected. It was ok but not all that great, there was not a lot of pain as I recall and no blood I suppose all the fingers and things did for that. I started to shag him quite regularly not every night but perhaps every couple of weeks I suppose and my bf never found out and as it goes he never ever got to fuck me, I have no idea why now.

One day I got home about mid afternoon and having been with a boy I had some spunk stains on my clothes I went and changed before mum and dad got home and saw them. After a short while I went downstairs to get a drink or something and was only wearing panties and a bra. Imagine my shock and horror when, unbeknown to me dad had been given a half-day off or something. He came behind me and said Hi Sharon. God I nearly died and I remember spluttering as I tried to both apologize for being half naked and explain why at the same time.

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I must have gone every shade of red dads face was priceless as he looked at me then he broke the ice by laughing at me, I smiled back or something because I remember relaxing. I had better go get dressed I said. He smiled saying don’t rush for me, that surprised me, and then he added we are all family after all. So as I had until then been trying to cover my bits with my hands I let them drop to my side I felt self conscious but tried to act cool.

I noted his face was also a little pink and how his eyes roamed as he tried not to let me see him checking me out. However,I could see him attempting to sneak looks at my tits and panties. As casually as I could I got my drink and started upstairs then he really shocked me, he offered me a cigarette something he had never done before, I hesitated and he said go on I know you smoke and as I can now clearly see you are a woman and all grown up its ok with me. So I accepted and lit it staying with him like that for about ten or fifteen minutes. Although we chatted there was definite air of awkwardness both trying to act as if it were normal and both secretly trying to look at each other, him at my body and me at his eyes and his crutch are to see if my near nakedness was making him hard. For the life of me I don’t know why I had never fantasized about him or anything. Most of my boyfriends would have got stiff quickly when I was dressed like that in front of them? I suppose it was curiosity looking to check if dad had got a stiffy.

Then he said mum will be home soon best not to let her see you dressed like that in front of me, I nodded and went to get dressed.

I thought about what had happened and the look on my dads face, my mind was sort of spinning not believing I had sat with him in my tiny undies smoking and as far as I could tell it appeared that the bugger had enjoyed looking at me and I got a little tingles from that thought. I don’t recall him getting a real hard on but for the first time I did see the outline of it in his trousers and again I confess I experienced a thrill. When we were all in the living room that evening and whenever mum wasn’t looking or was out of the room he kept glancing at me and smiling, in my mind it was a little confusing, but I found it nice he and I sharing a secret.

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He was, and still is a wonderful man always tolerant and understanding never lost his temper and seemed to understand me so well. Whereas mum was always moaning, about my room or telling me to clean the house, being in on time and such things she was very impatient and made my dads life miserable as well as mine as a result he and I had always been “mates. ”

Over the next few days he became all touchy feely if you understand my meaning rubbing my shoulders as I sat in a chair, patting my bottom as I passed and was always hugging me. Although at first I found it odd I also enjoyed the attention he was showing me it made me feel special and I thought it was a way of him showing his love in a different way now that he considered I had grown up. Then one evening while mum was in the bath he said, you have grown into a beautiful woman, I blushed as I thanked him, he went on saying, it was so lovely and special the other day you being dressed like that and sitting smoking with me. I was again surprised and looking back now it must have taken a lot of courage for him to say it to me. I only know I smiled back replying; yes it was nice I enjoyed it as well. Now why I said that I will never know, maybe it was me speaking my inner thoughts or perhaps a truth I had hidden and did not want to accept, what ever as he pecked my cheek he whispered we must do that again soon, then he went into the living room.

Several days later he got home early again about the same time as I got home from school, he explained he was owed some time off. I made him some tea and we sat in the kitchen drinking and chatting and indeed had another smoke together. He left the kitchen saying he would be back in a second, when he returned he gave me a little kiss on the cheek and handed me a nicely wrapped parcel, just a little gift from me for my favourite girl he said blushing. When I opened it there was a matching set of underwear, a pair of small white knickers, matching thong and a bra. I was speechless they were beautiful and obviously expensive. He took the silence as my disapproval and started to apologise saying he was wrong to buy them for me and he would take them back. Again he was beetroot red.

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I looked at him and I know I had a lump in my throat nobody had ever bought me such beautiful things before.

They are so beautiful I whispered giving him a big smile then added laughing there is no way you are getting these back and went and hugged and kissed him. His relief was obvious as he mumbled about getting my sizes from the laundry basket, my tummy did a jump as I realised he had seen and handled my used undies and I hoped there were no signs of my sexual misbehaviour on them. Are you going to try them on for me, he asked, my tummy jumped with my heart going six to the dozen as I nodded yes saying if you would like me to. I realised the implications of what he had asked that I would now have to model these gorgeous clothes for him. He looked me straight in the eye saying that would be great I hoped you would. So I skipped upstairs, had a quick wash, put on a little make up and put on the knickers, my god I thought they are totally see through he will plainly see my fanny through these, the bra so delicate and thin was little better, so with my hands trembling I took the thongs with me and went downstairs.

As I walked into the room my knees wobbly, his face was so lovely and I picture it still in my mind as if were yesterday, he had a grin from ear to ear his eyes staring at me and he was again a shade of pink. God Sharon you look so beautiful he said, you are a picture indeed, strangely my pulse quickened and for the first time I realised that I was actually enjoying giving my dad this show, he was indeed having an effect on me I was starting to get little tingles in my nipples and pussy. It made me so nervous and unsure and in my mind I told myself off telling myself to behave. However when I glanced at him he looked so happy then I noticed for the first time what a good looking man he was, add that to the fact that this time there was no missing it, I could clearly see his erection.

He had me do a twirl for him, had me bending a little with me asking him they fitted across my bottom ok and I recall putting as many sexy moves into it as possible. I teased him by asking if the bra looked ok not to small or to big, forcing him to look at my tits. Then he told me he wanted to see me in the thong if that was ok with me. I only nodded, but enthusiastically.

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So I told him no peeping then and I stepped out of the room into the hallway I turned my back to the door taking off the knickers and pulling the thongs on, they were my first pair and it felt strange but sexy having the thin back strap between the cheeks of my arse and it was so daring as the front barely covered my pussy lips it squeezed them together tightly giving me quite a “feminine” bulge. I really thought they were to naughty and almost never went back into the living room, when I entered however his eyes almost popped out truly they did and

For the first time I heard him swear, fucking Jesus Christ you look beautiful and so sexy, he mumbled. I giggled at his language, he blurted out sorry very quickly. I was truly flattered and told him not to be sorry telling him I was pleased he thought so and he could tell me as often as he wanted to, it was at this point I am sure that I first referred to his manhood as a cock, he was so very hard I could not possibly miss it as it stretched his trousers and I remember thinking god dads cock is hard and its because of me I also thought it looked quite big and I felt for the first time my pussy getting damp.

Looks as if you like me in these clothes I said without intending to and not consciously referring to his hard cock, I remember him attempting to try and hide it he crossed his legs, do I really look good daddy I cooed. Baby girl you look wonderful and then with a grin he added very, very sexy. So as I felt quite sexy and in a flighty and flirty mood I went and sat next to him and kissed him, thank you so much for this lovely gift I whispered. Glad you like it he offered. Tell you what then, I said with my nerves very much on edge and my mouth drying, as you got them for me and as you like them so much, if you want me to I will dress like this for you next time we are alone. I really would love to wear them for you again; I said then added, I don’t want you to think badly of me or think I am a naughty girl though.

Sharon, he whispered taking me in his arms and kissing my cheek, I would love that; it would make me very happy indeed and of course I don’t think badly of you. Then in a really serious tone he said sternly, but sweetheart nobody must ever know that you dress in sexy underwear for me, how you dress for me must remain our secret, especially from your mother he stressed. I giggled. Of course I won’t say a word not to a living soul. I just love us having our secrets, I told him smiling feeling for some reason very happy.