Daddy Washes My Hair Ch. 1
This story began a number of years ago. It was a time when middle-class homes did not have central air-conditioning and most had only one bathroom. For as long as I can remember my Daddy washed my hair every Saturday night because our bathtub did not have a shower. It became something of a ritual. Sometime Mom would come in sit on the toilet and watch and chat with Dad and me. Mom often talked about how pretty I was and how I was going to break a lot of boy’s hearts.
I would ware only my panties so I wouldn’t get my top wet. Likewise, Daddy would take his shirt off so he wouldn’t get wet. He would hook up a hose with a spray head on one end and attached the other to the bathtub faucet. I would kneel over the tub and Daddy would get the water just right and spray my hair.
He would then pour shampoo on my head and work it into a lather with his strong fingers and hands. He would lather me up and rinse and then lather again. He would then give me a final rinse after which he would take a fluffy towel and rub my head and dry my hair. I would wrap the towel around my head and Daddy would start my bath water and leave me to take my bath.
This routine continued even after I began to develop physically. Everyone told me I had a great figure. I wore a 36 C bra and my puffy nipples indicated I was still developing. Being a red head, my pussy was covered with a curly red haired patch. I remember the week after my eighteenth birthday, Mom was away visiting her sister and my brother was at college so it was just Daddy and me.
As I knelt over the tub Daddy came into the bathroom wearing only his boxer shorts. I asked him why he was just wearing his short and he replied he didn’t want to get his pants wet. Daddy was a very handsome 38 year old man. He was over six feet tall, prematurely gray and had a very big and powerful chest and muscular arms. I noticed a bulge in his shorts as they separated at the fly.
Daddy knelt behind me which was different than the past. Before he would kneel next to me to wash my hair. He reached around me and turned on the water. I felt a hardness against my bottom as he leaned forward. His salt and pepper hairy chest rubbed against my bare back and it felt warm and nice.
Daddy dropped the shampoo and as he reached for it rubbed against my tit. I felt my nipples get harder and I also felt his rod get harder and longer as he pressed even firmer against my ass. As he lathered my hair his whole body pressed and moved against me with each firm finger manipulation of my scalp.
After the final rinse Daddy said. “You know baby girl Daddy hasn’t washed all your hair.”
Not sure what he meant I stood up and turned to him. He was looking at my red hairy muff which was showing through my thin white panties. By instinct I put my hands in front of my privates and blushed.
“It’s okay” he said. “Now that you’re legal, and such a pretty young lady, I’m sure all he boys are trying to get into those pants.”
I blushed even more and told Dad they tried but I held them off and I was still a virgin. I didn’t notice that I had moved my hands away from my crotch and was in fact cupping by breast. Talking like this with Daddy was making me hot and my pussy was getting very wet.
I noticed his purple pecker head was peeking out his shorts and as we talked it grew stiffer and rose out of the opening. He saw me staring at his erect cock and asked if I had seen a man’s dick before. I told him some of the boys would expose themselves to me but none were as big and thick as his. He asked me if I wanted to touch it and without saying a word I reached out and stroked his cock. I was amazed at how it felt. How could something so hard have skin that felt so soft?
Daddy pulled down his shorts and I got my first view of his big balls. I cupped them in my hands and rolled and kneaded them. Daddy moaned.
“Oh baby you have such soft hands and they feel so good on Daddy’s cock. You’re about to make me cum but Daddy wants to make his little girl feel good first.”
With those words he gently pulled my panties to the floor and set me back on the edge of the bathtub. He knelt in front of me slowly spreading my legs he moved his hand between them and began kissing my pussy lips. His warm wet tongue slide between my labial lips and into my honey hole. He flicked my clit with the tip of his tongue and slid his finger into my tight twat. He then began to suck my clit and brought me to the biggest orgasm.
“OH DADDY it feels soooo good. Oh Daddy LICK YOUR LITTLE GIRL’S PUSSY. OH DADDY EAT MY CUNT” I cried out.
I couldn’t believe I was saying those things or that my Daddy was eating my pussy.
Daddy kissed me on the mouth and our tongues danced in and out of each other’s mouth. I could taste my own sweet juices on his tongue. Daddy stood up in front of me His throbbing shaft was at eye level when he said.
“Now it’s time for my little girl to learn how to suck her Daddy’s big cock. Run your tongue up the underside of my shaft until you reach the head then role your tongue around the knob and give it a big kiss. That’s it baby girl, cup my balls and squeeze them. OH Yes suck your Daddy’s Balls. Yes that’s it now take my meat in your mouth and suck. Oh yes – yes sir my little girl is a natural cock sucker.”
I loved the feeling of his hard rod in my mouth. I licked and sucked. I wasn’t sure I was doing it right but Daddy seemed to like it. He told me he was going to cum in my mouth and just to take it in gulps and swallow. I felt Daddy’s body stiffen and jerk as he climaxed in my mouth. A rush of thick cream hit the back of my throat and I gulped it down. I felt the hot sauce slide down my throat. It tasted and felt wonderful. I stood up against him and we hugged and kissed.
“I want to take your cherry” Daddy said taking my hand and leading me to my bedroom.
Daddy laid me down and gently spread my legs. He kneeled between them and kissed my pussy and then positioned himself between my legs placing the head of his cock at the door of my pussy.
“Let me know if I am hurting you baby” he said as he tenderly eased his prick into my pussy. “God your wet and tight baby.”
He was so big and my slit was so little. Even though he entered slowly and I was very wet I felt a rush of pain. I must have yelled as Daddy stopped and asked if I was okay.
“Oh Daddy you’re so big and it hurts but don’t stop.”
He kissed my lips and face as he continued easing his cock into my honey hole.
“Is that better baby?” He asked.
“Oh Daddy it hurts but yet it’s so good. I love how you feel inside me. Oh Daddy fuck your little girl. Make me cum. Oh Daddy Fuck Me!”
We moved in rhythm, the pain seemed to lesson or I just didn’t feel it in the euphoria of the moment. Our pace quickened to a frenzy and then we exploded together. I felt Daddy’s hot love cream rush in my cunt and fill me.
It had happened. Daddy made me a woman. I lay there still in some discomfort yet feeling a warm glow like never before. Daddy was a giving, caring lover and I was happy. He pulled out his semi hard rod, knelt between my legs and kissed my swollen, red cunt. A mixture of our love juices were on his lips as he raised them to mine. We laid in each other’s arms, kissed and hugged and fell asleep.
The next morning I woke up to Daddy kneeling over me in a 69 position. He was licking my pussy and as I looked up I saw his cock and balls hanging over me. I lifted my lips and began to lick and suck him dry. As we were eating breakfast I asked Dad what Mom would think if she knew. All he would say is,
“Well we will see when she comes home.”
I had a feeling more family fun was to follow.
