My Savior - Sex Stories

My Savior

... was fun, I loved to win and get rewarded for my good behavior. But to be honest, I didn't win often. He knew my body so well, he knew how to make me moan. When I made a noise I needed to do something for him, usually it was small things like giving him a kiss or touching him where he asked.”

“He liked to take my panties and pull them up. He would push them into my butt crack and then spread my butt cheeks wide apart, pushing the fabric in between my cheeks then releasing my butt so the fabric disappeared. When I told him I didn’t like it and he showed me pictures in Victoria’s Secret ads that showed types of fashion that I needed to get used to to be an attractive young lady.”

“He loved to pull my panties on the front as well, he loved to tell me about my pussy lips. How engorged they were, how wet I was getting as his finger would trace the line, going up and down along it while he told me how beautiful I was. Daddy told me as I got older it was important to try different experiences to know what I liked. My Daddy was always right. He often would tell me that the time he spent with me was more valuable than anything he could do after work, so I felt encouraged to let him continue to touch me as he pleased”

“The way he touched me changed over time. His hands loved to rest on my thighs and move up to my butt where he slowly, slyly, liked to hike up my nightgown. His large hands moved freely across my hips, along the waistband of my panties to caress and massage the ...

... front of my body from my navel to my stomach to my breasts underneath my gown. His hands were so warm on those cold winter nights, his touch felt wonderful and soothing.”

“At first, I was a little concerned when my daddy would lift and remove my nightgown but he assured me it was okay, I mean he had seen me naked before when he gave me baths when I was younger. I conceded, after all, he was right and my nightgown was a bit scratchy. His fingers felt best when they were against my skin directly. His fingers were warm and gentle, he fondled me slowly. With my gown off, sometimes when I moaned he would ask me to give my nipple to him so he could suck it. I loved surrendering to him, feeling his warm wet mouth enveloping my breast while his hands grasped my full bosom tightly. I watched him, his eyes closed, my hands on his hair as his tongue circled my nipples before his face pressed into my breast to bite and suck on my hardened nipples. It felt wonderful. I remember writhing under him, unable to control my moans, it…it felt so good ”

“His fingers loved to play between my legs and as my hair grew beneath my panties he would often describe how much more curly it was than the hair he combed on my head. When he first dipped his fingers into my panties, I knew it was wrong. But it was also exciting. I never told my Daddy to stop, so I know it was my fault. He asked and I told him it was okay. I let his fingers roam my body freely and once his fingers passed the threshold of my ...