The beginning of Dad helping me take a bath

My sexual happiness began by chance, in the second year of junior high school.
One day during PE class, I sprained my arm.
That evening, I asked my dad to help me take a bath.
He didn't seem to mind.
Since it was summer, he was only wearing beach shorts, shirtless, as he bathed me.
While washing me, he naturally applied shower gel, which gave him the opportunity to fondle my already developing breasts. I also asked him to wash my lower body, and after a while, I noticed a bulge in his shorts.
I asked, "Dad, what's in your pants?" He smiled awkwardly and said nothing.
I persisted, telling him I could see.
He absolutely refused.
I cried and fussed.
Finally, he gave in and told me, "You can't tell anyone!" I agreed.
Then he took off his pants.
I saw an erect penis for the first time.
He told me some things about male sex.
I asked him, "Can I touch it?" He initially disagreed, but I knew he couldn't be completely uninterested in seeing my beautiful naked body.
Finally, he agreed.
I reached out and grasped my father's penis.
I slowly stroked it up and down.
My father took a deep breath, seemingly enjoying it.
But after a short while, he regained his senses and rationally said it was enough.
Of course, I didn't want to let this hard-won opportunity slip by, so I vigorously rubbed my father's penis. I heard him say he couldn't anymore, and his body suddenly recoiled.
I clearly saw a stream of white liquid spurt from my father's glans, splashing onto my face and body. It
was my first time experiencing a man's semen; it had a faint fishy smell, but I didn't dislike it.
My father kept apologizing.
He quickly put on his pants, helped me shower, dry me, and get dressed.
For the next few days, my father was always very embarrassed around me.
I didn't want things to continue like this.
So I used the family computer to search for a lot of information about sex online.
The more I read, the more I found men's penises really interesting.
However, I also began to discover that I was a lesbian. Of course, this self-narration mainly focuses on how to manipulate men, so I won't write about my girlfriend.
As my understanding of sex deepened, I realized why my stockings sometimes had white spots – they were traces of my father's semen left from masturbating with them.
I observed my father discreetly for a while longer.
I discovered that he would often masturbate with my stockings and underwear while showering after I showered.
This excited me greatly.
Every night, I would constantly think about these lewd images and my father's penis.
However, I didn't know how to masturbate at that time .
Finally, one night, after my father finished showering, I excused myself to go to the bathroom and took my stockings out before he put his clothes in the washing machine. Sure enough, there were still traces and smells of semen on them.
I went to the living room, where my father was. When he saw what I was holding, he shuddered.
I got straight to the point.
Finally, my father admitted that he had been using my clothes to fantasize about my body to masturbate, releasing his unfulfilled desires.
I gently told him that I understood him.
He apologized many times.
I told him not to feel guilty, that it was a normal phenomenon for men.
Then I asked, "Can I relieve your desires instead of Mommy's?" Daddy was shocked and immediately objected.
I knew that Mommy could go out without worry because Daddy was a principled person and wouldn't do anything reckless.
I liked that about him.
So I told him I had a strong sexual curiosity and, if possible, I wanted to learn about sex while playing sexual games.
If I couldn't find a suitable outlet, I might play with other boys.
Daddy panicked, unsure what to do.
So I said, "How about this? I'll help you ejaculate every day, and you let me play with your penis and teach me about sex, okay?"

I told him I had boundaries and wouldn't agree to him taking my virginity; we could use my hand or other methods.
I also hoped Daddy could guide me.
Finally, Daddy agreed to try it temporarily.
I was so happy and said, "Let's do it now !"
Besides, Daddy's penis was already erect, waiting for me.
That night, it was my first time giving oral sex.
Because I said I wanted to try something different, Daddy had to teach me oral sex.
Although I had seen it online before, I still thought it was quite fun.
I felt so excited as my dad's penis went in and out of my mouth.
After a while, I spat out his penis and asked, "Can you ejaculate in my mouth this time? I want to taste the semen.
"
My dad hugged me tightly and said, "I love you so much, my good daughter.
I'll do whatever you want.
" So I took his penis into my mouth again and started stroking it.
Finally, I felt the glans swell up again, and then a slippery, slightly salty liquid entered my mouth.
I spat out his penis, smacked my lips, and swallowed the semen in front of my dad.
Although it didn't taste good, for some reason, I didn't dislike it at all.
[The End]

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