I was feeling alone. My older sister was away at college and she did not call. She missed my 19th birthday. As far back as I could remember she was there for every celebration. I knew I was just being emotional but I felt as though all the women in my life had abandoned me, first mom died and then my big sister ran off and left me.
Daddy came home from work that night and did not talk to me about our night in bed. He was not angry, he was a bit sad and sort of gentle with me. I knew he felt guilty for what happened and that was the last thing I wanted. I wanted him to want to take me into his arms, to do what ever he wished with my body. I wanted daddy to make me his wife in bed each night. I know he was filled with loneliness but also filled with the desires of a man, the desire to fuck and be fucked. I know daddy wanted a woman and I knew that woman had to be me. But how, how could I make him understand my commitment to him, how could he be freed of his guilt. How could our taboo love become OK.
Everyone has secrets, daddy had secrets. He was very polite and gentle but I knew he had a secret lust in his heart. I had seen him act on his secret lust but somehow I thought his lust must be unsatisfied.
Sometimes I would go to bed and then late at night I would hear sounds, dirty sounds, girls screaming and moaning with sex. They were not real girls - I slept upstairs and daddy had his favorite chair by the TV downstairs. I would creep quietly from my room to hear the girls. I could see daddy as I hid at the top of the stairs. Daddy was watching porn on the TV. He would watch young girls masturbate, and I think he liked the one where two girls licked a big man's cock the best.
I would watch as the girls would perform. Daddy would unzip his pants and rub himself so tenderly at first. As the rhythm of the girls sucking cock changed, so to would daddy squeeze and stroke his shaft harder, faster. It seemed timed so that in daddy's mind the girls were sucking his cock. I loved to watch. Just as huge wet blasts of gooey cum shot across the face of each girl, just as the two pretty girls kissed and licked the cum from each others faces, just as the man on TV groaned with pleasure, my daddy would grip his shaft and yank it hard like he was gonna pull it right off. I could feel the heat between my legs as daddy's cock shot hot cum all over his now exposed tummy. I could see the pleasure and relaxation as he zipped up his pants and closed his eyes. I wanted so badly to go down stairs and lay my head in his lap. I returned to my room and masturbated my already excited, wet pussy until I fell asleep. As I played with myself I imagined it was me and not those girls sucking and pleasing daddy.
Daddy was out on the farm working, it was mid morning, there was a loud knock at the door.
" You have to come with us to the hospital now young lady. Your father has been hurt badly" said the sheriff.
"OH gawd will he be OK? What happened?"
"He fell off the tractor somehow I guess. His leg was hurt, an artery was severed. He is lucky to be alive, lucky someone got him to the hospital quickly."
When I arrived he was not conscious. I spent the night next to him and they sent us home the very next day with a horrible list of care instructions. I guess no health insurance means go home. Anyway I was ready to do what ever I had to do. Suddenly I was cast into the role of daddy's nurse.
At first it was hard to do everything. Daddy was a big man and he had to stay in bed. I won't say everything I had to take care of but I took good care of daddy. Secretly I liked that he was fully at my mercy. I thought it might be a way for me to get close, to gain full trust and to show my dedication to our love. In my mind it was my chance to become his wife.
After a while he became better, he was grumpy at being confined.
“It’s time for your sponge bath daddy” I said as I took away all his bed clothes.
“ I don’t think it’s right for you to see me this way sweetheart” said daddy.
“OK daddy I will get one of the cows to do it for you. Maybe Bessie could lick you clean.” I said jokingly. Daddy did not laugh.
I tenderly and slowly cleaned daddy with a soft cloth and warm water. I planned to take extra time cleaning his bottom, between his legs, washing his balls.
“You have really huge bull balls daddy” I smiled.
“Mind your manners young lady” He said gently.
I knew he couldn’t hold back for long. He began to get hard. After all he hadn’t been enjoying his nasty movies lately. I felt in control, I continued to caress his now throbbing shaft with the warm cloth.
“Mary I think you should stop”
I was afraid but I said “It’s our life daddy – our secret. I can be your daughter and your wife. I’m not a little girl anymore.” I expected furious resistance and there wasn’t any.
With all my courage, I kept my gaze on daddy as I leaned forward took his cock into my mouth.
He only said “Mary you are so good to me”
I licked and sucked daddy’s cock slowly at first and then began pumping and sucking harder.
Daddy said “Mary I’m going to cum. I’m going to fill your mouth with cum”
I said “From this day on daddy, you are to do whatever you want with my body. Our life is ours. We can keep it to ourselves”
On that day he did and on many days that followed as daddy recovered I would lick him and suck him and then climb on him and ride him. I became comfortable loving daddy, I became comfortable believing he was my husband. I also became a much more talented lover, riding his cock, sucking him and riding him some more. I learned how much he enjoyed watching as I masturbated for him. Watching me rub my clit and fucking was his favorite pleasure. Soon daddy would be all better and I knew he would invite me into his bed as his own wife.
I kept having this dream over and over again. Daddy would pick me up in his arms and take me into his bed but when we got there he would change. He would put me face down and lift my ass up high. He would become very hungry with desire, almost angry, yes angry with desire. He would stand behind me and hold my ass up pulling it apart with his big hands and fuck me hard in one hole and then the other. He would fuck me like a savage. In my dream I was almost frightened.
When I awoke I always had the same thoughts. How would I explain that I was with child? How would I tell my sister about our relationship. She would be home to visit soon. I never kept secrets from my older sister. What should I do? How could I tell her I was daddy’s new wife and I was going to have a son.
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