Not sure if pt 3 was published, but this is Angela’s story
I grew up in a very small town of Ensign, Ks and went to school in Cimarron, Kansas🥵. So you could say I grew up in hick town, USA. The population of Ensign was under 200 and Cimarron was under 2000. No boys in Ensign to play with and Cimarron was 20 miles away. So life was pretty boring. My mom worked at a food processing plant. My dad was trying to find Work after he was laid off. I remember one summer, right before school started, beginning to notice some of the men in the community. I especially had the hots for a couple of my teachers. I guess I wasn’t really interested in boys at the time, but I was becoming interested in men.
I remember listening to my mom and dad in their bedroom going after it. Sometimes they would be fighting and sometimes they’d be fucking. We lived in a crappy little crappy shanty, which belong to my mom. Very small and really no privacy. My bedroom was on one end of the house and my parents were on the other, but you could hear everything. When they were fucking, I heard my dad a lot. My mom was very, very quiet. The only time I heard mom was to tell my dad to be quiet or he would wake me up. At this point in my life, we didn’t have a computer. I had never been exposed to porn. I had never read any dirty books. I was very naïve. But when there’s no one to socialize with or play with. You find yourself many times creating your own little fantasy world.
You could say I was looking for my Prince charming, I suppose. Handsome, young, well built, and a gentleman. By the way, I just described my father, he was all those things and more. I had always had a very close connection with my dad, but not that close with my mom. And then right as school started there came an instance in my life that was fundamentally changing. I had just turned 14 a couple of weeks ago.
Like I said, I could hear mom and dad when they fought or when they fucked and this night they were fucking I heard my dad saying a lot of things that I didn’t understand He was saying, yes, baby you’re my little cum bucket. he called mom his little fuck toy I knew mom had sex toys because I had heard her using them again in silence with only the sound of the buzz to let me know what was going on so I know my mom enjoyed getting off. Mom would use them mostly on the weekends when daddy went out to buy groceries. Mom would disappear into her bedroom and have a few shots of vodka and then she started using her toys she had massive vibrators that really sounded like they were powerful and she had toys that she would bang into her pussy hard. I was curious so I figured out a way to watch. Mom did not groom herself down there and from my point of view it looks incredibly hairy. But she wasn’t doing that nighttime with dad.
Then came the night that changed me forever. I heard mom and dad having sex. It was very intense. I got up and stood outside their door and I heard this wet slapping motion and I was curious I had to see so I peeped in. This is a very old house and believe or not. They still have the skeleton key holes, so I could look through the keyhole and I saw mom on her back and dad plowing his cock into her over and over and over and he was fucking her relentlessly almost like a man possessed!. I had never seen my dad like this. It was like he was angry, but also at the same time really really really enjoying himself. He was calling her his fuck toy and his cum bucket. He said your pussy feels so good. I’m gonna fill you with my cream. I wanna fuck another baby into you. You’re my little whore. And he just fucked the shit out of my mom. I was getting wet, just watching and listening. I thought what it must feel like on mom’s end. I didn’t know. But I could tell it was making daddy very very happy.
Talk about ruining the moment my mom did just that. As he was brutally fucking her, She said “are you about done? I’m tired.” daddy got really upset and just stopped, and I quickly hid in the living room as I saw him getting out of bed and coming to the door. He went to the bathroom down the hallway. I watched him through that keyhole. And what I saw and what I heard changed me forever. I know now it was a fantasy. But when I heard him masturbating and calling my name and watching him stroke his cock. It dawned on me that he found me attractive. I never thought I was attractive. I’m kind of a gangly looking girl with no tits on the short side. I take after my mom in that regard because she’s only 5’1” and I’m about 4 foot 10”. We both have long hair mom’s tits or maybe a big cup and minor flat mom does have a nice ass whereas mine is not the greatest. I don’t think I have an ass to speak of. I’m very flat both in the front and the back, but at least I’m not fat. Like I said I do have long hair and I think that’s my best feature. I look much younger than my stated age of 14. But when I saw my dad and heard my dad, I knew what my calling in life was. In his fantasy as he stroked his cock rapidly he was saying, yes, baby yes Angela, that’s my good girl. Suck daddy’s cock, baby. I need you to swallow my cum. I gotta have you. Daddy needs to cum so bad please take care of me. I know it was a fantasy, but it became my mission in life. I wanted to give him what mama was refusing. But I didn’t know how. I was scared. I never kissed a boy. Much less sucked a cock. I wanted to do it right.
At school, I had a couple of friends who I knew that were very sexy and sexually active one was quite open about her experiences with her dad. The other one was more tightlipped. I learned a lot from them. They gave me tips on how to suck my dad. They told me to always swallow what he provides. One of them loved the taste of cum while the other one said “it sucks but I love my dad so I swallow and now I kinda like it.” I was determined if I ever got the opportunity to suck my dad and he gave me this cum I would swallow no matter what it tasted like. But I didn’t know how to seduce him. They told me to always praise his cock. I said what does that mean? Tell him it taste good tell him he is extra hard. Tell him that you want to feel and taste him. Tell him that he has the biggest cock you’ve ever seen even if it’s not. Tell him how much you have thought about having his cum in your tummy. I thought that sounded silly, but turned out. It was some great advice.
Like I said, dad was a stay home dad at least for the moment and mom was the breadwinner. So I knew I had a couple of three hours after school to seduce him. I worked up my nerves. I got in the shower and I washed myself completely. While I didn’t have all that much hair down there, I remember how unattractive my mom‘s pussy looked, and I was told by my friends that men prefer bald pussies. So I used my daddy‘s razor and shaved myself. He later found out and was not happy that I used his razor, but that’s OK. I pretended to slip and fall as I was getting out of the shower and I yelled daddy daddy help.
My handsome Prince charming rode in to the bathroom and saw me his fare maiden in distress on the floor. I said it’s my ankle daddy it hurts. I can’t walk. Could you please carry me to my room? I had a towel over me. And when he picked me up, the towel fell off. I said oh daddy I love you. And I kissed him on the cheek. He carried me, wet and totally naked to my bedroom. He laid me down on the bed. And I said daddy don’t go. Please stay. I’m completely butt ass naked, and I was hoping he would just start rubbing my pussy or sucking my nonexistent tits or at least kissing me. But he said sweetheart do you think you need to go to the hospital? I said no daddy I’m gonna be OK. It’s just sprained. I don’t think it’s broken. He said OK and tried to get up but I held onto his hand as he tried to pull away.
I said daddy am I pretty? He said yes, sweetheart you’re beautiful. I took a big deep breath and I had to get it out and I said that I heard you and mom fighting the other night and I heard you in the bathroom masturbating and I heard you asking me to take care of you. His face turned all shades of red he said baby that was that that was that that that that that is something that he was stuttering and it seems so cute.
I said it’s OK daddy. I want to take care of you. I wanted to take care of you for a long time. I just didn’t know you wanted me in the same way. He said baby that’s just a fantasy. It’s not reality. We can’t do this. My friend had told me he would say something like this. They also told me how to counter it. I said daddy I need you. I love you. I want to do what mom won’t do. I reach over and put my hand on his cock and he tried to pull away, but I pulled him back to me and I said that your cock is hard. Your cock is saying yes, but your mouth is saying no.
Please daddy please let my mouth say yes to your cock. I’m thankful he was wearing shorts so I didn’t have to mess with buttons belts or zippers. I fished my hand into his loose fitting shorts and I found his hard cock. I squeezed it gently and began to stroke it up and down. My daddy’s eyes closed. He was giving in. I forced him down on the bed. I got between his legs. And I started giving him my first blow job. I had never done that before. I would stop every now and then and say oh daddy this taste so good. And then I would go back to Sucking. Every time it hit the back of my throat I made glug sounds. His cock was getting harder inside my mouth. It was amazing. I love this. I think what I love most was that I had the power to make my dad happy. I tasted his pre-cum and that was the sweetest thing I’ve ever had in my life. It was delicious.
He said baby, I’m getting ready to cum. I doubled down on my efforts, stroking his hard cock, even harder, looking him in the eye, shaking my head yes as my tongue worked on his shaft. Before Long, I felt his hands on the back of my neck. Fingers through my hair, pulling me onto his cock as it started blasting It’s load into my mouth. Now this tasted way different than the pre-cum. I didn’t exactly like it but now I love it. You can’t describe what cum taste like. But if you like it, you like it and I loved it I said oh daddy that tasted so good. I gotta have that every day, daddy please you got it. Promise me to give that to me every day.
Guilt sat in immediately after his orgasm. I made sure I swallowed every last drop of his delicious cum. I came up and I said thank you daddy. Did I make you happy? He held me and said oh baby that was so wrong. Yes you made me happy, but that was so wrong. We can’t do this anymore. I said if it made you happy, it makes me happy and I want you to be happy and I think you want me to be happy. He said yes, we should be happy together, but not like this. He got up and left and I felt rejected. I could tell he was in a very happy mood for the rest of the evening and my mom even noticed and said what’s got into you? Have you been smoking that marijuana again? He smiled and said no, he’s just happy is there a law against being happy? Mom says it depends on what makes you happy. Mom was being a real bitch. But she was also working a real hard job. Maybe she was just stressed. Maybe she wanted him to find Work but I didn’t. I wanted those two or three hours after school every day to be so special mom worked 12 hour shifts from 7:00 AM to 7:00 PM. I didn’t get home till shortly after 4 o’clock because of the bus ride of damn near 20 miles.
There were days where I feigned sickness just to stay home with daddy. At first daddy thought I was really sick. Bless his heart. He was catering to me hand and foot and I said daddy I’m fine. I just wanted to be home with you. I sat in his lap, and I kissed him. I was straddling him, and I could feel his erection. There’s something about knowing that you can stimulate a man that’s very powerful. It was the best aphrodisiac I had ever experienced. Even to this day. Knowing that just flashing my little titties at a stranger would get him hard, not that I do that, but the thought gets me wet.
Daddy was in his robe and underwear, and once I felt his hard cock against my pussy, God, I was so wet, I slid down, kissing my way down his beautiful hairy chest over his flat belly down to his beautiful, beautiful cock. I suck that cock and I made him cum! Again, I swallowed every drop his cum has become as important as oxygen I needed that infusion of cum every day, but I couldn’t get it every day, but I tried! This time there was no protest. He smiled at me and said that my mother never would swallow his cum. He told me that she allowed him to cum in her mouth once, but she spit it out and he felt rejected. She doesn’t like giving blowjobs at all so I don’t even ask anymore. Daddy said he just looks at porn while she’s in the shower and that’s his foreplay. He told me lately he doesn’t watch porn. He just thinks about me. And when he does fuck my mom, he closes his eyes and it’s me that he’s fucking. That made me feel special. It made me feel wanted it made me feel needed. It made me feel loved. He did explained to me what foreplay was and I understood he kissed me deeply and thanked me for making him happy and for not spitting his cum out. I said daddy I would never spit your cum out. I want it in my tummy so I can have a part of you and me all day long. I could feel daddy getting hard again just by the words that I use in again that made me feel like I had power and I loved that power! daddy said it made him feel special when I swallowed it not that I needed any encouragement. I love swallowing, I love eating cum He picked me up, he carried me to his bedroom, he laid me down and he started licking my pussy. I have never had this done before. I started bucking my hips into his face. Oh my God, I started cumming. I smashed my pussy into his nose and mouth. I screamed. Oh my God, daddy yes you’re making your little cum slut cum. Like I said, I had heard daddy call mommy this and she didn’t like it, but I wanted daddy to know he could call me that or anything else to excite him. I never thought of it as degrading because it made him happy. If it makes him happy to call me his whore, his cum slut, his fuck toy or anything else I want him to call me that. If he wants to call me a bitch in heat hey that’s cool with me if it makes him cum harder. He told me mom said she had too much self-respect to allow me to call her those names. I shook my head and wondered what’s wrong with my mom. My dad loved her my dad treated her like a princess. He was her queen. From my perspective, mom was just a bitch and it wasn’t a sexy bitch. It was a bitch in the real sense of the word bitch.
Daddy and I spent the next hour in bed, kissing and touching, but he never took my virginity he said that was a line he could not cross he said he wanted me to save that for the right man. I said that you are the right man he said no Angela, I’m your father. I’m married to your mom. And while we don’t get along in bed sexually, she’s still the person I love. My heart broke. But I understood.
Then one day after school, then unthinkable happened. Mommy got off work early. Came home early. I was sucking daddy’s cock. He was calling me his little fucking whore, his cum slut his fuck toy his sex slave and I was loving it. I was making him happy.😍. His cock was rock hard in my mouth I knew he was going to cum. I knew I was going to drink every bit and not let a drop of it. Fall from my mouth. And mom was watching us as we engaged in hardcore XXX rated daddy daughter sex!. Not only watching us, but recording us on her phone. After he came in my mouth, I said oh daddy that taste so good. I love it when you cum in my mouth. He said, straddle my face, slut me, fuck daddy with that young underaged pussy! It’s my turn to eat your white pussy. I immediately straddle him, and I started rubbing my pussy into his face. It didn’t take me long to orgasm. I said oh fuck yes daddy make me cum. I’m your sexy little cum bucket. Fuck mommy. You are so good. I need you. My orgasm subsided and I fell forwards. My body shaking and trembling. I raised up. I got off of daddy’s face and as I was doing so I turned my head towards the doorway and I saw a mom with her camera recording us. I freaked out. Daddy freaked out. Mom just remain calm and cool. Turned around and said the both of you get dressed now. And I need to see you in the car. We’re going to take a little ride you nasty fucking pervert and we’re gonna talk about what you’re doing with our daughter. She said NOW!!! MOVE IT!
Daddy was stuttering uncontrollably, and I was shaking, but not because of the orgasm. It was out of fear and fright. He looked at me and said very unconvincingly it’s gonna be OK sweetheart. He throws his clothes on, and he leaves the house. He kisses me on the lips one last time. And I’ve never seen my father since. I’ve talked to my friends at school and they said well it sounds like she took him to a police station and provided the evidence on her phone which was damning and got a court order for him to stay away from me and her. I don’t know what happened to him. Mom said don’t you worry about that? He’s a pervert, and apparently you are too. You’re never gonna see him again I made damn sure of that so get that through your prepubescent fucking thick skull! . I am your mother and your only parent and you will damn well do what I tell you to do and you will say yes ma’am and do it immediately. Do you understand me? I shook my head, lowering it, and said yes ma’am, meekly. GOOD. She said!
My mom had always been not the most loving parent or person. , but now she hated me. I could tell she detested me. She despised me, but she knew she had to raise me. She would tell me I wish you had never been born. She would say I never wanted children, but your daddy did. Now I see why that pervert wanted to have kids. The emotional abuse that I took was horrific. I tried to make her happy, but nothing made her happy. One day she said I’m finally rid of your damn dad. I’m officially divorced. My eyes filled with tears. She said oh you’re crying for your lover, well I ought to take you in and get you fixed so you don’t ever get pregnant, that way you can fuck all you want! At that point, I realized this was a useless battle. I decided when she went to work I was going to start walking away. I knew not to go to Cimarron, which was sort of north of where I lived because that’s where they probably would’ve started looking first because of my friends at school so I intentionally headed to Dodge. Didn’t realize it was gonna take me a couple of days to get there by foot.
I met a really nice guy at the park. I normally would’ve stayed away from him, but he had a golden retriever and I’ve always loved dogs. Other kids were coming over to pet the dog so I did too. They left and I was weak and I was hungry and I was tired and I was dirty. I spent the night before in an abandoned car and the sun was going down. Part of me wanted to go home, but I just knew that I would probably be beaten by my mom. Or worse. I had so much I wanted to just say, but I felt like no one would want to listen to what I had to say. Like I said, I met this older man. His name was Bob. He was kind he was considerate good looking physically fit just not young. But I needed a friend and he was willing to listen. He fed me that night at a really nice restaurant. He provided me with a bed to sleep in, his of course. He allowed me to shower. He took care of me. And I felt like God had sent him to me to rescue me.
I remember him telling me he only had one bed, now I know that’s not true but that’s OK and he told me that before I could get in bed with him, I would have to take a shower and for some reason that made me smile and I just took my clothes off right there and I noticed he had a nice erection. I thought he likes me. I thought I had the power to turn him on and I did. And something inside my body took over. I was still a virgin. I was almost 15. Even though my dad and I had been intimate for months, he never took my virginity. That was a line he never crossed. I think part of me knows that I wanted Bob to have my virginity as my gift to him. After you have lived with someone who’s supposed to love you, but all they do is berate you day after day and find fault with you and tell you that they wish you had never been born to find a stranger that was genuinely caring. I can’t speak for everybody, but at least for me. I wanted to do anything I could to make him happy. I knew what made my daddy happy I was hoping it would make him happy too.
That night we fell asleep. I remember him holding me and I felt so safe in his arms and he kissed my forehead. Just like my dad had done thousands of times. Part of me wanting him to be my new daddy. I found out that my dad was in prison and it was because of me and I felt so horribly bad. Mom twisted our love into something it wasn’t and blamed the both of us for her failure as a wife!
But before I started down this road again I wanted to know if Bob was married because I didn’t want to ruin his life . He wasn’t and I was relieved. That night there was a thunderstorm and it woke me up and scared me. Bob held my shaking body and said it’s OK. I kissed him and he kissed me back. I asked him would you like to be my new daddy? A tear came down his cheek. He said, of course. We started frenching and I reached out, and I felt his cock and I knew I wanted to taste him. He was semi hard I felt him growing firmer in my mouth. After sucking on him for a while looking him in the eye he said baby, I’m going to cum. I wanna come in your mouth. Is that OK? And I shook my head yes. It wasn’t long after that that he started shooting into my mouth. I guess as you get older, you don’t shoot as much, as you did when you’re younger. But he told me that was a wonderful beautiful blow job. I swallow instantly. Bob said next time I cum in your mouth would you at least show me that it’s on your tongue and then swallow? I smile and I said anything you want me to do, daddy yes. Bob really wanted to fuck me that night, but I was a virgin. Daddy would not cross that line and said I deeded to save it for my husband. I lied to Bob and said my daddy was going to take my virginity on my birthday. and I shared this with him and I said well you’re my new daddy. Would you like to fuck me on my birthday? He said yes. He said I wanna make it memorable. I want it to be a happy moment for you that you can remember and look back on the rest of your life and say wow that was amazing. I know I loved him. I knew right then and there I was gonna make this man happy. I also wasn’t an idiot. He was in his 60s and I was not even 15 yet. I didn’t know what I would do after he passed away. All I knew was, I was going to live in the moment and enjoy my life with him now.
He was older, but, I sucked him hard every morning and swallowed his load until I lost my virginity then I fucked him every morning and he come in my pussy I made sure he would come at least two more times throughout the day and at night time. We never fought . He always made me happy . It was truly a fantasy come true! he was my Prince and I was his princess. My nickname for him was Sir cum a lot and he called me princess fellatio! I did get pregnant and we did have a little baby girl no matter what I will never be jealous of my daughter I never want to be the mom My mom turned out to be And the rest is history. Fairy tales always, end happily ever after. I’m sure it’s because the sex was so good!!!!
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