I remember when I was 12 years old my world changed. My sister Lori was 8 years old at the time. I don't think she remembers anything different happening then, but I sure do.

Dad always held us close and snuggled with us. If he put his hands places he shouldn't, or touched us inappropriately, we didn't notice. I certainly don't remember anything like that. We just were always very close, lying in bed with him or on the couch snuggling under the covers watching television.

I first noticed things changing when mom had to work the night shift at the hospital. Dad worked days and they said they never saw each other. Lori and I saw them both, but I guess they never saw much of each other, especially alone. The few hours mom and dad were together each night was before our bedtime, and we were busy doing homework and getting ready for bed.

When mom left for work each night it was time for Lori to go to bed. I was allowed to stay up with him another hour. A privilege of being older I guess. Dad would turn off the lights and we would snuggle together on the couch, watching television. At my bedtime, I would change into my nightgown and come back in the living room, where I'd kiss him goodnight before going to bed.

One night we were in the middle of a movie when it was time for me to go to bed. As usual, I whined and pleaded to stay up. Normally dad would insist I go to bed. This time though he said for me to change into my nightgown and come back, he would let me stay up to see the rest of the movie. I got so excited. I threw my arms around his neck and went to kiss him on the cheek. He turned his head just as I was moving to kiss him, and I kissed him on the lips. He gave me a very strange look.

I must have blushed three shades of red. I remember feeling light headed as I went off to my room. When I got to my room, I noticed my nipples were rock hard. Further, I had a tingling between my legs and my panties were wet. I put on a clean pair of panties and put my nightgown on, and looked at myself in the mirror.

I was kind of tall for 12, and my body was shaped more like a boy than a girl, or so I thought. My legs were just beginning to take shape, my butt was too big (again, or so I thought) my waist was straight up and down, not curved, and my titties were just beginning to show. Wearing a bra under my nightgown seemed to look like I was trying to have something I didn't, not wearing a bra showed the outline and form of my small titties a little too clearly. Neither look seemed quite right. Since I didn't like sleeping in the bra, I took it off and put on the nightgown. What I didn't realize was that, without the bra my erect nipples were quite obvious through the material of the nightgown.

As I walked in the living room, it was clear dad was staring at my hard nipples, which seemed to cause 'funny feelings' in me. The more I tried to relax, the harder they seemed to get. When I got closer, he sat up and pulled me closer to him. He was wearing only boxers, which he also sleeps in. His hands were in the small of my back and he was pulling me close to him. I could feel his hairy legs rubbing up against mine. This was different than anything he had ever done, and I think I already knew that something out of the ordinary was happening. Indeed, my heart was racing.

Then his hands went lower and he cupped my butt cheeks and started rubbing and kneading my butt. At this time, I could feel a thick bulge in his shorts. He was rubbing me up against his bulge. He reached around my nightgown and lifted the front so my panties were now touching his boxers, and his bulge was rubbing directly on my pussy mound. It felt so nasty, but it also felt good.

I finally got the courage to speak up, "Dad, I don't feel right about this."

When he looked at me, I saw a look in his eye I had never seen before. It was as if another person was sitting there, not my dad. He ran his hands up the front of my nightgown and began to rub my nipples. I was feeling a strange excitement, even though I was at the same time afraid of what was happening. My father's hardness in his shorts was rubbing even harder between my legs and he began to pinch my nipples.

"Ouuuuuw, daddy, that hurts," I complained.

"Shut up," he hissed at me. "You, you come out dressed like this and expect me not to notice?"

"Daddy, I didn't mean to," I said, but I wasn't sure what I was apologizing about. "Do you want me to change?"

"Yes, take your clothes off," he growled, "Here, let me do it." I was too confused and somewhat afraid, and didn't even think of protesting as my father lifted my nightgown over my head and pulled down my panties.

Standing in front of him naked, I put my arms across my chest. I was looking down. I was frightened and embarrassed.

"Put your hands down," he said in that growling voice I never heard before. "Show daddy your little titties, baby," he grunted.

He took my hands in his and put them under my titties, and then made me push them up, to make them look bigger. At 12-years-old, I wasn't about to upset him, so I did what he asked.

"That's it, now hold them that way," he said as he leaned over and put his mouth on me, and began to suck on my little nipples. Strange feelings ran through my body as my father then put his big hand between my legs, forcing my feet apart. His other hand went around to my butt and he began to knead my butt cheeks. His fingers went up between my tender out pussy lips, sawing roughly back and forth while he sucked on my nipples.

My head was spinning, feelings were running over me I never felt before. I felt like I was being nasty, that I, we, were doing something very wrong.

"Daddy, uuhhhhh," I moaned as he continued to fondle my butt, suck my titties and rub my pussy.

Tears started streaming down my face. I didn't know what to say. I didn't know what to do. Did I really start something, and if I did, what did I start? What should I do to stop it, or do I have to finish it? If I have to finish it, what do I do to finish it? I felt trapped, not knowing what to do.

"What's wrong?" Daddy asked with a stern voice. "You not enjoying yourself? You not having fun? You don't want daddy touching you? You too good for daddy? Is that it?"

"No, no," I answered, choking back the tears.

Squeezing his manhood under his boxers, dad said, "Well, if you won't play along, I bet your sister will. I will just put you to bed and see if she wants to get up and play."

I couldn't let that happen to Lori.

"No dad," I said weakly, "don't bother Lori. I will do want you want. Just tell me what you want me to do."

Suddenly my father breathed a big sigh of relief. He won and he knew it. He continued to fondle me for several minutes, and then sat down and pushed down on my head and shoulders, until I was kneeling in front of him, between his legs. Then I watched in awe as he pulled his flesh out from the slit in his boxers, then he grabbed it in his hand and put it to my lips.

"Open your mouth and put your tongue under the head, baby. That's right. Now run your tongue up and down and around. Kiss the head - - kiss up and down - - that's it. Now open your mouth a little wider and take it in - - Nnnngggg yeah! And now suck on it. Lick and suck like a lollipop, let me hear you."

Everything felt disgusting, but I tried to do as I was told. Finally, he started breathing hard and he put his hand behind my head.

"Open wider you little slut. Take my cock down your throat."

I started to gag a little but he kept pushing. He stood up and pushed his cock down my throat as far as he could. He then put both of his hands behind my head and started fucking my mouth real fast.

"That's it, you little whore, take daddy's cock all the way down your throat. What a good little cocksucker you are, you little slut," he grunted as he abruptly started to erupt. I was totally surprised by the hot stream of thick juices that started shooting down my throat. I started gagging and spit up the first load. He bunched my hair up in a fist and drew back his other hand, and said, "Swallow my load of cum, bitch or I will whip your ass so hard, you will never sit down. Keep sucking and swallow it all."

I was so scared. I sucked and swallowed as fast as I could. When I felt his cock shoot a stream of cum I would suck on his cock as hard as I could so I could suck all the cum from his balls. I even went down and licked the cum that I spit up earlier. I was so scared.

Afterwards, dad talked to me and told me how good I was and how happy I had made him, and then warned that he would beat me senseless if I ever told my mom or anyone else, and he also said that if I did that that he would hurt my little sister. Of course, I swore that it would be our secret.

The next night, I tried to go to bed at the same time as Lori, but my father came and got me anyway. He gave me a package and said, "Here are some nice things I bought for you. I want you to put them on and come into the living room."

I took the package to the bathroom and saw that he had bought me a very skimpy pair of panties, white stockings, a garter belt, and white heels. You can't imagine the weird feelings this provoked in me at that young age. It took me a little bit of time to figure out how to work the garter belt, and I could not stand up very well on the heels since they were so tall. I looked at myself in the mirror and noticed how the white panties and garter belt framed my butt, which was upturned and sticking out from my body. There was nothing to put on my top.

As I walked out to the living room, my father was sitting in his chair, naked, with his stiff cock in his fist.

"Damn you make a nice little whore. I got a lot of friends that would like to fuck you right now. How would you like that? How would you like to fuck a bunch of horny guys every night?"

"No daddy, I wouldn't," I replied softly.

"No? Well, if you don't want them fucking you, then you better come up here and fuck me and make it good," he said with a laugh.

He had me kneel in front of him again and suck his cock until he came down my throat. It didn't take him very long this time, and his cock remained hard when I was done. This time when I was finished, he had me stand with my back to him, my feet apart, and had me bend at the waist and hold onto my ankles. He started kissing around my butt, and licking my pussy and my butt hole. He was also squeezing my butt cheeks, and he kept saying how slutty I looked in the white stockings and heels. I started getting dizzy from bending over like that, and probably also from him licking my pussy.

"Feels good doesn't it, you little whore? I could see how wet you were getting. I never did see a slut get so wet in my life so quick," he said.

I felt really bad, like maybe I was a slut. Maybe I was enjoying something I shouldn't. He then picked me up and put me down on the couch. He started kissing me on the mouth and using his tongue while he massaged my titties and then began to pull on my hard little nipples.

Pain and pleasure swept over me, one after the other, as he would twist and pull on my young nipples. I opened me eyes and then felt him on top of me. Things were happening so fast, I wasn't even aware of how they happened. My panties were gone, my legs were spread apart, my feet were on my father's shoulders, and he was cupping my butt cheeks again with his hands.

"I'm going to fuck you real good, baby doll. Since this is your first time, all you have to do is lay back and enjoy it. After this though, I will expect you to be more involved, do more than just lay back and take it," he said.

Then was lifting under my butt and kind of pulling me towards him and fear raced through me. My heart was pounding in my chest as I knew enough to realize what he was going to do. Then I felt a searing pain between my legs. Before I could scream, my father covered my mouth with his. I screamed into his mouth as I felt his massive cock ram into my virgin pussy. I felt like I was being split in two, as if I was being impaled on a telephone pole.

I felt like I was full, a tremendous pressure between my legs, and as dad started moving in and out, I could hear a faint squishing sound. Thankfully, he worked inside me gently, often pausing each time I grimaced or cried out in pain.

The discomfort eased and soon he started going in deeper, until I felt him hit something. Another pressure started to build as he pounded over and over against my body. He wanted in and something was not letting him in. I held on tightly and moaned with each thrust.

"What a special treat, to fuck a really tight virgin," he heatedly said, smiling.

My dad then repositioned himself, gathering up on his knees, pulling again on my butt cheeks; and I knew something was about to happen. With a massive push, he tore through my maidenhead and I bit into his shoulder, screaming as loud as I could into his flesh. Suddenly his cock started sliding, unopposed this time, deep into my body. I let out a deep moan, as this time I knew I was truly filled up.

"Oh God, baby, you're so tight," he moaned.

My father started sawing in and out of my pussy. His pace quickened, his breathing became raspy, and then his entire body began to shudder. Soon, I felt his cock twitch deep inside of me and I felt his hot, almost scalding rush of cum hitting the walls of my pussy. Over and over again, I felt him pump his cum into my pussy. Each time he grunted a little more than the last. I clutched onto him with my very being.

When he finished, he pulled out and hovered over me, his huge cock beginning to droop, smeared with cum, pussy juice, and some blood. It was as if he was holding a trophy or something in front of me.

He had taken his own daughter's virginity and he seemed proud.

The following night, he gave me a pair of black panties and stockings to wear. I modeled them for him while again, I bent over and he probed, kissed and licked my pussy and butt. This time he turned me around to face him as he sat on the couch, naked.

"Here, slut, sit on my cock and fuck me. You know how to do it now, fuck me good or I will bring over my friends to fuck you real good."

As I got on the couch and straddled him, I reached down to grab his cock with one hand and rubbed my pussy with my other hand. He had licked me enough that I had started getting wet. As I pulled my outer lips apart and began to position his cock-head, he started sucking on my titties.

"Augghhhh," I moaned as he pulled a nipple with his teeth. He was pinching and rolling my other nipple with his hand, which hurt almost as bad.

"Don't stop you little whore," Dad warned. "If you think that hurt wait until you have three or four men all pulling and pinching and fucking you at once. You don't know what pain is yet."

I put his cock at the entrance to my pussy and pushed down as hard as I could.

"Nggggnnnn, aaauggghhhh," I screamed as his thick cock pierced my tender pussy.

His head was thrown back and his mouth wide open, so I figured he liked what I had done. I put my hands on the top of his shoulders and rode him as hard as I could. I lifted up and fell down. I rocked up and back. I squeezed with my pussy muscles as hard as I could.

I buried his cock in me as far as it would go, and held it there. I leaned forward and whispered in his ear, "Fuck me daddy, fuck your little whore slut."

As soon as I said those words, he grabbed my butt cheeks and started cumming. Over and over again, he squeezed my butt and shot a rope of cum into my womb. We stayed like that until his cock went limp and slid out of my pussy.

I whispered again, "Daddy, don't let anyone else fuck me."

He looked at me and said, "If you're good, then maybe I won't. There is one more thing you have to do, one more thing tomorrow night."

The next evening, when I bent over in front of him, daddy started spreading Vaseline on my butt-hole. He kept running his finger up my butt and telling me to relax. He had me lie face-down on the couch, with pillows under my stomach. He positioned me with my butt sticking straight up in the air. I was scared.

After probing and pulling around on my butt-hole with his finger, he got on top of me and pressed his cock against my rear opening.

"Oh no, please daddy, not that," I pleaded.

He reached back and with a full swing of his open hand hit me on my butt, first one cheek, then another. My butt was stinging and I cried out in my pillow. Each time he hit me he pressed his cock a little harder at my back opening.

"Yeah you little slut," he said, "I like it nice and tight. Tense up real good for me and I will split your ass wide open."

"Auugghhh," I yelled as I felt his cock-head pass through my butt opening. Once opened, it seemed his cock kept sliding in, further and further. He was fully buried in my bowels; it felt as if his cock was in my stomach. I felt like some kind of animal being pinned to the ground. I couldn't move my body, just my arms and legs.

"I can't believe how tight your little shit-hole is," he commented. "I have friends who would kill to stick their cock up your tight little ass."

He then began to pound his cock in and out without let-up, without mercy. Each time I grunted a little louder than the time before until he shot a load of cum up my butt, deep into my bowels.

After that, my father had me in a lot of different positions. He never brought any friends over, but threatened me with that a lot. His favorite position was having me bent over at the waist, holding my ankles. Usually, I had to hold on to a table, wall, or something when he fucked me like that. Sometimes he would go in my pussy, sometimes my butt, sometimes both.

It all ended the night we were standing in the middle of the living room floor, me bent over with dad's cock all the way up my butt, and mom came in the front door. She had driven almost all the way to the hospital before she realized she forgotten something, and instead of calling she drove all the way back.

Dad never bothered me again after that.

The End