My Savior - Sex Stories

My Savior

... waistband he frequently buried his long fingers into my panties to play with my curly hair. His fingers loved to go in deep, and he would describe his fingers' journey to me naming each body part. He would whisper in my ear as he was spreading open my labia majora, rubbing and opening the folds of my labia minora, spreading my wetness from inside my vagina to all of the pink skin hidden in my panties. He would make me moan at night with his gentle touches. He loved describing how my erect clitoris meant I was horny and that it was a sign that I was happy.”

Father John couldn’t believe the story he was hearing and the level of detail she was able to provide. His face was flushed and his own body betrayed him as his penis lurched awake. He had to hear more, “Go on my child, can you give me more details?”

Talitha, wiggling around in her chair uncontrollably, also visibly flushed, continued, “With his hands in my panties, he taught me how to masturbate. His thick fingers rubbed rapidly against my clitoris in small circles, going faster and faster until my body surrendered to him. He made me feel so wet, warm and good. With his fingers pinching my nipples or his mouth sucking on my breasts, he made me climax. Then he would ask me to tell him how good it felt to have an orgasm. It…it felt so good.”

“I would moan so much, Daddy’s game seemed so unfair. He would ask me to give him kisses on his mouth, take off my panties and even let him lick my pussy. All of which always ...

... produced more moans. He loved to tell me that I made so much noise that he owned my body. I…I never kept count but I knew he was right. I made a lot of noise and so I did everything he told me to do like kissing his lips or sucking on his fingers. I could have stopped him at any time, but I enjoyed every moment of it.”

“He liked it most when I bent over, his hands would gently slap and rub my bottom while he said that I had a wonderful butt. He enjoyed gyrating his hips against my butt at night, I could feel his large lump in his pants rubbing against me through my night gown. He told me how his penis grew when he was excited. ‘What are you excited for Daddy,’ I remembered asking. He would tell me he was excited to show me how to be a woman as he dropped his pants onto the floor, letting me see his penis, he was so big. He would gradually hike up my nightgown until his flesh was pressed against mine. Without my nightgown I could feel how large, thick, and hard his penis was as he teased my hot and wet yearning flesh.”

“One day, I had an idea to switch the game up and said if I can make him moan he would have to give me something. Secretly I was curious about his penis and persuaded him to let me touch it. Many boys at school have a penis but my Daddy’s was the biggest I had seen and the first one I was able to touch. His flesh was much more rigid than my nipples or clitoris. My daddy said it was because he was much more happy being with me at night. He would often ask if ...