My Father took me to be Deflowered, and joined in - Sex Stories

My Father took me to be Deflowered, and joined in

... became laboured, 'My tattoo', I murmured, albeit quietly. 'It must be hidden if I do it', he said, a smile forming on his mouth, and I nodded, to which he said, 'where, my dear girl, where on your body shall my needles pierce you'? 'The small of my back'. He shook his head in the negative, 'It will be seen the minute you drop your panties', and as he spoke I could feel his knees crush my trapped legs between them. 'That's not the small of my back', I meekly protested, but he was expecting that, 'My tats explore deeper from there, delving between your buttocks and down to your sacred hole', which I assumed he meant my anus. 'Well where else', I asked, a slight hint of exasperation had crept into my voice. I saw his tongue dart across his lips, as to moisten them with saliva, 'I can do a secret one on your pubis', my lips parted, as I sucked in air, while even my cunt twitched in nervous anticipation, he wanted to expose me to his gaze and allow his fingers access to my virgin hole. My heart was pounding as he spoke and our eyes remained locked as he slowly devoured my last ounce of resistance, and when he suggested he would have to shave me, I was glad he held my legs between his, otherwise they would have opened with weakness. He waited as I devoured and absorbed his wicked idea, and as I nodded my consent, his hands were already on my knees and pushing under my skirt, not stopping on their upward journey atop my stockinged legs, until his fingers rested on my pubis. I ...

... jumped as he touched the fold of my labia under my cotton panties, there was a discernible judder, if one could call it that, as my legs weakened, 'Lift your ass, baby', he ordered me quietly, and I did as he bade, feeling the gentle softness of the elastic of my knickers glide over my hips, down the soft curve of my bum, over my thighs, until they came into view, I almost fainted as he gently removed them over my ankles, and held them aloft triumphantly, bringing them under his flared nostrils, and drinking-in my girlish odours. I watched mesmerized as this man, the kind we are constantly reminded about in our classrooms of learning, devoured my panties, my sexual aromas firing his inner deepest desires, his stained teeth biting down on my white cotton panties, now absorbing his saliva, mingling with the faintest of staining from my vagina, as I wetted with his fondling and touching, I did not even feel my hemline ride my thighs as my perfectly formed cunt came into view, he drew me forward on the seat until my bum hung over its edge, and his hands slid up the backs of my thighs, opening and parting my long legs. He was breathing heavily, his eyes were bulging, and I felt for the first time a run from my pinkest of pink lips, I was secreting heavily, a thick dew-like secretion, escaping and freely flowing down that one inch of silken soft flesh to form a little puddle in my crinkled anus, and I watched helplessly as he bent forward and dipped his tongue into my warm nectar, and ...