I knew I wasn’t as hot as the cheerleaders at my school but I always thought I was kind of pretty. I was a little over weight being 5’ 6” and 160 pounds but it was mostly muscle. I had played on the softball team since I was little. My dad always told me how beautiful I was. It was only he and I ever since my mom died when I was only three. He only had one rule; I couldn’t date until I was 17 and that day was last Saturday. I had a small party with my few friends and it was pretty cool.
I posted on Facebook that I was now allowed to date. Two days went by and no one even “liked” my status, let alone commented on it. I guess I wasn’t as pretty as my dad said I was.
After a couple of weeks I began to give up on anyone asking me out. My friends took me to an expensive saloon. I got my hair trimmed to mid-shoulder length and had it lightened to a dark blonde color. Then they took me to a lingerie shop to get a bra that would showcase my 38B breasts. Afterwards we went shopping and bought a few pairs of skirts to wear to school. I wasn’t sure if they were long enough but I guess I would find out the next day.
It seemed all the hard work had paid off; by noon one of the football players asked me if I wanted to go out that night. His name was Jacob and although he wasn’t the best player on the team he was still rather cute. I was so excited. When I got home I told dad all about it. He was very happy for me. He knew how much I had wanted someone to ask me out.
“I want to meet him first, Angie,” dad said.
“Please, dad, just this once let that rule slide. Please, daddy.”
He finally gave in and said Jacob didn’t have to come in but I could tell he still didn’t like it. It was starting to get dark when Jacob pulled into my drive and honked the horn. I grabbed my purse and ran out to meet him. Dad yelled from the porch to remind me of my curfew, which was ten o’clock.
“I thought we would go get something to eat and go hang out,” Jacob said.
“That sounds good to me,” I replied.
We went to the local McDonald’s, which was okay with me; I knew he probably didn’t have a lot of money. For a Friday night it was pretty slow.
“Most people are at the movies,” he said.
“Oh, the movies seem nice too,” I hinted.
“Yeah,” was all he said and continued to eat his Big Mac.
He wasn’t talking a lot and I figured he wasn’t having a good time with me. I wanted him to ask me out again but I couldn’t think of anything to say. I knew the date was going nowhere.
When he finished eating he asked if I was ready to go. I didn’t know where we were going but I said I was ready. We got in his car and he drove to a field that his daddy owned.
“I thought we could just hang out and look at the stars,” he said.
It sounded romantic so I agreed. He pulled a blanket out of the back of his car and laid it out. He laid down on the ground on his side and patted the space next to him. Against my better judgment I got down beside him on my back.
“The stars are really bright tonight,” I said.
“Umm, yeah, I guess,” he said and put his hand under my skirt.
“You’re moving a little too fast, Jacob.”
“Would you rather me take you home?” he asked.
“No,” I whispered. “Not at all.”
He began to run his hand up my skirt to my panties. I was shocked and didn’t know what to do.
“Spread your legs, Angie.”
I did as I was told and he began to fondle my pussy. I had been masturbating for a couple of months now and this was starting to feel a lot better than that. I leaned up to kiss him but he put his face down near my breasts and told me to raise my shirt and bra. I, again, did as he told me to. He started to suck on my nipples causing them to become hard. It felt really nice.
After a few minutes I was getting close to cumming. I told him to keep going but instead he stopped and got on his knees between my legs. He pushed down his pants and boxers in one motion and in the golden moonlight I saw my first penis. It looked huge from what I could tell and I knew I was about to lose my virginity.
“Slip your panties to one side,” was all he said.
I hooked my panties in my thumb and pulled them over. Jacob laid down on top of me and placed his cock at the entrance of my pussy.
“Jacob, I’m a virgin.”
“I knew you would be,” he said.
He pushed the head of his cock inside me. I was wet so it wasn’t that painful. However, when he came in contact with my hymen he smiled and rammed through it. I let out a small scream and tears formed in my eyes. He asked me if I wanted him to stop and I told him no. I wanted him to ask me out again.
He began to thrust in and out of me. He lowered his head and sucked hard on my nipples. With his left hand he grabbed my right leg and pulled it up, allowing him to go deeper into me.
“For a fat girl you’re really tight,” he said. I didn’t know whether to be insulted or proud.
“I’m not on the pill,” was all I could think to say to that.
“Don’t worry; I don’t want to get you pregnant.”
He picked up his pace and started grunting. I figured he must be close. Finally he pulled his cock out and sprayed his cum all over my clothes. He jacked himself off on me and then told me to lick his hand clean. His cum was really salty and bitter but I swallowed it down.
He rolled off me and laid there for a few minutes. Once he caught his breath he told me he had to be up early in the morning to help his dad. He didn’t speak to me on the way home. When we pulled into the drive way I told him to call me and he said he would. I got home an hour before my curfew. Luckily dad wasn’t expecting me home this early and that made it easier to sneak in without getting caught with cum all over me.
The next Monday at school everyone seemed to know what I had done with Jacob. All my so-called friends were being a bitch to me, not to mention all the cool kids were being assholes. I tried to talk to Jacob but he told me things just weren’t going to work out between us. I went to the restroom and cried.
I wanted to tell my dad about what had happened but I didn’t want him to worry. I wanted to change schools but that wasn’t going to happen either. However, before the day was over another boy asked me out. His name was Daryl and he too was on the football team. I was afraid he was only asking me out so he could fuck me but it was a chance I was willing to take.
When Daryl picked me up we went to the movies and saw some god-awful Will Ferrell garbage. Daryl laughed at all the stupid jokes so I did too. After the movies he asked if we could go to Jacob’s field. I told him I would rather not and he said that was cool. When we got in the car he started driving to my house. It was still pretty early and I didn’t want to go home yet.
“I’ve changed my mind,” I said. “We can go to Jacob’s field.”
“Great!” he said and turned the car around.
Once there he pulled out and blanket and laid down on it. I followed suit and got down beside him. He started by putting his hand up my skirt and playing with my pussy. Instead of waiting to be told I raised my shirt and bra up over my tits and he sucked my nipples into his mouth. He was quicker than Jacob and had his pants and boxer’s down in no time. I spread my legs and pulled my wet, white panties to one side.
He spat on the tip of his cock and slid it into me. I wrapped my legs around him so he could get deeper in me. He placed his arms on the ground beside me and started to thrust into me. It felt pretty good but I would have liked some romance to go with it.
Soon I felt him picked up his pace and I knew he was about to cum. I wanted to tell him not to cum in me but I always wanted someone to love me. To be honest I didn’t know what I wanted. However, before he came he pulled out.
“Not on my clothes,” I yelled.
He scooted up and put his dick in my mouth and started jerking himself off.
“Swallow,” he said and started cumming in my mouth.
I swallowed all that I could but some came out and ran down my chin. When he was done I scooped the remaining cum into my mouth and swallowed it down. It wasn’t that I loved the taste, I just didn’t want it getting on my clothes.
He took me home after that, which is what I expected. I knew now that I was nothing more than a whore. I had had sex twice now and still I had never been kissed. I resigned myself to a life of meaningless sex. It’s not the life I wanted but it was either that or be alone for the rest of my life.
Over the next six months I put out for almost all the guys in my school. They all wanted the same thing and I gave it to them. I never got on the pill but they never came in me either, they would simply cum on my clothes or make me swallow it. None of them ever took me out to nice places. If I got anything it was fast food or a movie then they took me to fuck.
Sometimes it was two or even three guys at a time.
Every girl in school hated me but I didn’t know what to do about that. I wanted to tell them I only wanted to have a boyfriend but they didn’t care.
When I turned 18 the starting basketball team asked me to go out with them. Of course I said I would. They didn’t bother taking me anywhere nice but just to one of their houses. Once inside they took me to an untidy bedroom and each took turns on me. These were boys I had known my whole life and they couldn’t even cum inside me. Each one pulled out and came in my mouth. There were five of them and they each went twice.
The next day at school was the worst of my life. The team had video-taped our fucking and was sending the video around on their cell phones. I was horrified. I checked myself out of school and drove home. My dad was a software debugger and worked from home. I ran into the house crying and dad came to check on me.
Though my sobs I broke down and told him everything that had happened over the last year.
“I didn’t mean to become a slut, daddy,” I cried. “I just wanted someone to like me.”
Dad held me in his arms and let me cry my eyes out. After I had calmed down he told me everything would be okay. We talked about what would be best and decided we would move. He worked at home so he could do that anywhere. I had lived my whole life in that small town so it was exciting to move someplace new. We picked New York City to live. I was so excited. I finished my senior year at home and was looking forward to starting college.
For my nineteenth birthday dad surprised me with a bizarre question.
“Would you like to go on date with me, Angie?” he said.
“Of course I would, daddy,” I replied, thinking he was only being sweet.
The next afternoon, around three, dad came and knocked on my bedroom door. I opened it and he was standing there dressed in slacks and a polo shirt. He looked cute with his thick glasses and slicked down black hair. I was only wearing shorts and a nice t-shirt. I felt under-dressed.
“Are you ready, ma’am,” he said and smiled.
“Why, yes sir,” I blushed.
He held his arm out and I took it. When we got to the car he held it open for me, which no one had ever done before. Dad took me to the zoo and we walked around looking at all the animals. We had made our way about half-way through the zoo when I felt dad’s hand brushing up against mine. I looked up at him and he was starting to look questioning and shy. I smiled at him and took his hand in mine. We continued the rest of the way holding hands.
When we finished looking at all the animals dad took me out to eat at this fancy Italian restaurant. I really felt out of place with what I was wearing but dad never seemed to notice. We had a great time and the food was amazing. When we left dad kept his hand on the small of my back. It was getting late and I was starting to see my dad in a whole different light.
Once in the car he asked me if I wanted to go to a show. I said that sounded great and we went and got tickets to this off Broadway play. I can’t remember what it was called but it was really funny. We held hands the entire time watching the play.
When he got home dad walked me to my room.
“I had a really great time tonight,” he smiled.
“I did too, daddy,” I said. “Maybe we can do it again soon.”
“I would love that, sweetie,” he said.
We stared at each other for a long minute, still holding hands.
“Well, I guess I should let you get some rest,” he finally said.
I’d had sex hundreds of times but now I was feeling so nervous that I didn’t know what to do. I knew dad was probably never going to make the move so I did. The last time I did this I was rejected but I didn’t care.
I pulled dad’s hands around my waist and reached up to kiss him. He lowered his head and our lips touched. I wasn’t sure what to do next but he was. He opened his mouth a little and we kissed again. The next time we did it I felt his tongue on my lips and I opened my mouth. His tongue went inside my mouth and found mine. Our tongues danced around each other and I felt my legs get weak. I realized I was wet.
“Would you like to come in my room, daddy?”
“Are you sure, baby?”
I didn’t answer him but instead opened my door and pulled him in by his hands. Once inside we started kissing again. He was running his hands up and down my back. I pulled his shirt off and started to unbuckle his pants. He was kissing my neck and trying to get my shorts off. Once we were naked I got on the bed and pulled him down on top of me.
He began to kiss me all over and I reached down and grabbed his hard cock. I may not have been an expert at kissing but I was a total slut when it came to fucking. I pulled his cock into my pussy and he pushed forward, bottoming out in one trust. God, if felt great to have a cock back inside me. Coming from someone who actually loved me made it that much better. I knew dad hadn’t had sex in a long time so it was no surprise when he started to cum quickly.
“I’m not on the pill, daddy, but you can still cum inside me.”
Dad smiled and flooded my pussy with his cum. It felt amazing. When he was done he stayed on top of me and kept kissing me all over. He told me how amazing I felt and how much he loved me.
“I love you too, daddy.”
He stayed inside me till he was hard again. He then resumed his thrusting. He stayed hard a lot longer this time, holding off his orgasm till I had three of my own. Then once again daddy dumped his cum inside me. When he rolled off me he pulled me close to him and spooned me. I had never cuddled with anyone before. Dad kept placing little kisses on my neck. I drifted off to sleep in his arms.
When I woke up I was still in his arms.
“Good morning, lover,” I said.
“Good morning to you too.”
We made love that morning too. Before we got up dad got this serious look on his face. He told me he had a serious question to ask me.
“Will you be my girlfriend?” he asked.
I couldn’t say anything, I was too happy. I simply nodded my head yes and hugged him. After a few months of dating dad asked me if I would move in with him. I looked at him weirdly, because we already lived together, and asked what he meant. He wanted me to move my stuff into his room. I was delighted.
I missed my next period and dad was excited about it. When I told him I was pregnant he got down on one knee and asked me to marry him. It was the happiest day of my life. We flew to Vegas the next weekend and tied the knot. We lived the rest of our lives as husband and wife and I gave him four beautiful children that we were very proud of.
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