My Daughter Sephy
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The most important thing for you to know is this:
IT WASN’T HER FAULT.
No 13 year old girl behaves that way. For that matter, no 24 year old slut behaves that way except to excite men for her own purposes.
My little girl was not a slut. She was an angel. Plenty of people deserve the blame, but NONE of it is hers.
That little bastard Adam was the first. No, I don’t blame him for being horny. He was just like every other 17 year old boy, and I include myself when I was that age. But at least I had the decency not to go sniffing around little girls. If he had been one year older he’d still be behind bars today, but only if I hadn’t killed him first.
He didn’t seem dangerous. He was our son’s best friend, so he was always hanging around the house and of course he was going to be alone with Sephy now and then. We didn’t even know he was in her room until Jeremy walked in the front door. But if he’d been out at a ball game, what was Adam doing upstairs alone?
It was my wife who thought he might be with Sephy. I only followed her upstairs because she was worried, needlessly I thought. Her door wasn’t even locked, but when we opened it without knocking we got the shock of our lives.
I honestly hadn’t even noticed her tits had started to blossom, but her blouse was off and I could see she had the kind of little boobs that get photographers sent to jail. If you didn’t know her like we did you might think she was rubbing his hard dick all over her chest, leaving faint trails of cum. Faint because he had just desecrated my daughter’s innocent face with massive, revolting wads of thick, white sperm. In her distress she was clearly trying to wipe away the shame, not even conscious of the fact that she was grasping the very dick that had so dishonored her. Her mother and I froze in shock, transfixed by the stings of cum dripping from her beautiful face onto her soft, white breasts.
Adam and Sephy leapt to their feet, as shocked as we were, but much quicker to react. Their movement aroused us from our stupor. My wife reached out to comfort her as I got hold of Adam and dragged him out her room, down the stairs, and literally booted him out of our house.
Sephy begged us not to call the cops, and to keep her from being shamed before her friends we tried our best to cover it up. We started to worry when she seemed reluctant to wipe the sperm off her face. We were able to find her professional help, but all the councilor did was assure us she had not been physically harmed and advise us to keep a close eye on her. When we caught her in her room, masturbating to a copy of Hustler magazine, we knew that something was very wrong. Clearly the trauma had affected her psyche. No young girl fantasizes about that kind of pornography.
When I was 11, but dad caught me smoking a cigarette. It wasn’t my first, even though I swore to him it was. It didn’t make any difference. He stood there and forced me to finish every cigarette in the pack, and I never touched one again.
I coach Jeremy’s soccer team, and I’m always looking for motivators. When I promised them a party they wouldn’t forget if they won the regionals I didn’t really have anything specific in mind. The party was at our house on Friday night, and on the previous Wednesday we caught Sephy sneaking back into the house at four a.m. This time she had the sense to clean herself up pretty well, but she didn’t realize how hard it was to get cum out of her hair, or how obvious it was to other people.
I think you can see where this is going.
The team knew that I didn’t have trouble serving beer at my house, which is why my parties were pretty popular with teenage boys. I got away with it because we let them crash on the floor of our house and there was no alcohol on their breath by the time they went home.
After they’d had a few drinks we told them there was a surprise waiting for them upstairs.
We tried everything first. We rewarded good behavior and punished bad. We locked her in her room until she learned to climb down the drain. We gave her unconditional love. We even tried corporal punishment, and the cliché is true, it does hurt me more than it hurts her. Her bare fanny was bright red, but her sobs were mixed with sounds that might have been mistaken for sexual pleasure by those who didn’t know her.
No matter, none of it worked. Even when we tied her to the four posts of her bed with her mother’s silk scarves we were still begging her to stop acting like a slut. All she did was laugh at us. We simply couldn’t let her get away with it and keep any parental authority. She thought we were bluffing.
She looked so helpless lying there, her developing pussy nearly bare except for a light fuzz, I almost gave in and changed my mind. But one thing you learn the day your first child is born: You’re a parent, and as long as you are both alive, you have to do what is right for your child.
The team was astonished when they filed into her room and saw her lying there naked and helpless. Even after a few drinks they refused to believe we would offer up our little girl to a gangbang.
Simply letting them leave the room was out of the question if we wanted to stay out of jail. Her brother and I had to force the issue. We stepped over to her bed. I gazed down into her bright green eyes, then caught sight of the smile on those soft red lips. Not the smile of an innocent teenage girl, but the smile of a hooker knowing she has a customer.
I really wasn’t aroused until then. My cock didn’t react to her body, even though it was now the body of a hot young woman, not of the little girl I used to bounce on my lap, tuck into bed, and kiss away her tears.
Thirteen or not, this was a very fuckable young woman, and from what I could tell she had been fucked enough to know she liked it. She couldn’t be rescued by anything short of shock therapy. I knew what I had to do. I reached for the zipper of my pants.
That’s why I say it wasn’t her fault. She opened her mouth, but I was the one who forced my cock inside. Her brother only stood there, caressing her little breast with one hand and forcing the back of her head into my groin with the other. The team gathered nearer and jockeyed for position as my cock disappeared deeper and deeper into her mouth. My wife stood behind Jeremy, mesmerized by the lewd sight. Disgusted as she was, her arms were crossed beneath her large breasts and her thighs were rubbing together in a slow, unconscious rhythm.
Just as before, it hurt me more than it did her when my hard cock hit the back of her throat, making her gag. She looked in my eyes, and I saw her pleading with me, but I could not know what she was pleading for.
I knew my duty as her father. I pulled back until my shaft nearly escaped her lips, then rammed myself forward in one near-brutal motion, plunging my cock deep into her grasping throat.
The little minx fooled me! Rather than panicked gagging, she reacted with the practiced expertise of a cock sucking porno movie star. She threw her head back and swallowed just as my cock rammed into the back of her mouth. All seven inches of my rampantly engorged dick disappeared into her mouth and she buried her nose in my pubic hair!
I pulled back slightly until my head was in her mouth. One of the boys on the team had stepped to the foot of her bed and was softly massaging her vagina, causing her hips to begin a slight rocking motion. As I forced myself down her throat for a second time Jeremy released the back of her head to place both hands on her tits. I was beyond astonishment, but not beyond delight when she forced her head forward to meet my thrust. My little girl was fucking me with her face! Despite the situation I felt a twinge of fatherly pride that my daughter was so talented at what she did.
Now more of the team members were standing beside the bed, reaching out to caress Sephy’s soft, vulnerable young body. My wife’s eyes glazed as she stared at her husband’s cock disappearing again and again into her daughter’s mouth.
The boy who had been softly caressing her pussy now began thrusting his middle finger up inside my daughter’s tight young twat. I was not at all surprised that he met no obstruction. Another young man reached over and placed the heel of his palm on her clit, rubbing with a circular motion as his teammate fingered her cunt.
It was too much. I felt the jism boil out of my testicles and shoot through the length of my dick. Denying her any warning I pulled my shaft from her lips just as a wad of hot sperm flew out and splattered across her forehead and down her left cheek. It was her look of delight that most astonished me. She looked up into my eyes again, and stuck out her tongue in her best naughty-little-girl look as string after string of cum poured out of me and across her face.
The flow began to wane as she opened her mouth and eagerly offered to suck out the last drops. I acquiesced to her desire and spent the last of my cream in her warm, wet mouth. As my cock slipped out with a quiet pop I saw the boy next to me jerk his cock and shoot the first of a dozen or more spurts onto my daughter’s delicate, newly developing breasts.
Now she was covered with hands, squeezing, caressing, and massaging semen into her skin, her face, her forbidden crevasses. Her brother stepped to the foot of the bed, pushed between two of his friends, and placed his cock on top of his sister’s moist opening. Sephy sighed contentedly as he slipped inside her, then turned her head to the right and engulfed another cock that had been rubbing her cheek.
The last of the boys stumbled out of Sephy’s room just after five in the morning. I tiptoed in to find her gently snoring with a look of contentment on the messiest face I have ever seen (and I have a fairly extensive collection of bukkake.) As I untied her and covered her with a clean sheet, her eyes fluttered open and I heard her whisper, “Thank you, daddy.”
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So it isn’t her fault. Her reputation in school, the pictures on the internet, the time she spends looking at porn and making it. Those are my fault.
Just say, “Thank you, daddy.”
I wrote this story years ago based on Sephy's description of her deflowering (or was it flowering)? Now she's back, just as horny and writing hot porn. Here's her first Naked in School story.
