Not a Slut - Sex Stories

Not a Slut

... Through my fluttering eyes I could see his penis starting to twitch. He moved his hips forward and wrapped my legs behind his back. He pressed the head of his dick right up to my panties where my hole was and pressed hard. If I hadn’t been wearing my panties, the head of his dick would have gone right inside me and would have popped my cherry, if I wasn’t too tight. But instead my panties stopped him. Or, at least, stopped his penetration. As he started to spurt his cum, I could feel it soak through my panties immediately and I suddenly felt a warm tickling inside, dripping down into me. It took me a second to realize: It was going in! Oh my god, my own dad was accidentally cumming inside me! I stared wide-eyed as his dick pumped spurt after spurt of cum straight through my thin cotton panties and down into my pussy. When he was done twitching, he collapsed on top of me, slowly rubbing his penis up and down my panties. I looked up at him with wide eyes. “Daddy, you did it inside me! I’m… I’m a virgin! I could get pregnant!” Dad shrugged, continuing to rub the head of his dick up and down my panty-covered pussy lips as the last globs of sperm dribbled out and through the fabric. The rubbing felt amazing. Like nothing I’d ever felt before! “Well I’m sorry, baby, but you set the rules. And you told me where to cum. I came outside of your panties, it’s not my fault your slutty little pussy wanted it so bad that it was wide open.” “But you...” I stopped myself and sighed. There ...

... was no point in arguing, I knew that he had found a loophole to make it my fault. But he had also continued to rub his penis up and down my soaking wet pussy, which was making my hips twitch up and toward him, and making my legs wrap around his back even tighter. It felt good. Too good! Gross. I pushed him back and off of me. He smiled at me as he got up and put his pants back on. I just stared back, upset. “You know, honey, it would be a real shame if you got pregnant and were still a virgin. I’d love to see you explain that to the doctors. They’d probably call you a slut.” “Daddy!” “I know baby,” he leaned down and kissed my cheek. “You’re not a slut, you’re just helping your Daddy out. You’re a good girl.” He walked out of the kitchen back toward his bedroom. I couldn’t believe it! He had spurted his cum directly into my pussy hole. And he said it was my fault! And had the nerve to call me a slut. He must have known what he was doing, right? But maybe he thought it would all stay on the outside of my panties. After all, I had worn an old pair that was pretty thin. Technically, it was my fault, really. When he’d asked me where I wanted him to cum, I had pointed right at my pussy hole. But I hadn’t realized it! I just pointed at where was wettest. I decided that next time if he asked I would point at my pubic hair just to be safe. I lay back, catching my breath. I still couldn’t believe what he made me say! He’d been saying every night that he was just using me to pretend, but ...