I have been teaching my daughter about sex by having sex with her. I can’t decide if that makes me a good father or a bad one.
I feel like a bad father, but I’ll let you decide.
I’m a single father to a 12 year old girl, she is my life, my everything, my reason for living, and I would do anything for her, like every father should.
A couple of weeks ago she came and sat by me and she asked me the question every parent secretly dreads hearing, “Dad, can you tell me about sex?”, she already knew a lot from what she’d been taught at school but she wanted me to explain some things to her to clarify, so we had a nice long conversation about it, it was a bit awkward but my daughter and I are very close so it wasn’t too bad.
One of her questions was about masturbation, of course I told her it was perfectly okay for her to be doing that, its normal, everyone does it and it’s actually very healthy, I asked her if she’d started doing it yet and she blushingly said she had, then she asked me for something, she wanted me to get her some female sex toys, I could tell she felt awkward and embarrassed asking me, but she had no need to be, “Of course I will.”
Fathers talk to their sons about sex and get them condoms, so I assumed mothers talked to their daughters about sex and got them toys to play with, or am I wrong?
A few days later I ordered some toys for her, I got what the website referred to as a “Beginner Pleasure Pack”, it contained a small vibrator, a dildo with an attachment to increase its size and a tube of lubricant, I ordered them online because even I would have been embarrassed walking in to a shop and buying female sex toys.
So when they arrived I left them in a box on her bed for when she got home and I thought nothing else of it, my part was done, I got her the toys, how she chooses to use them, when and where, was entirely her decision.
The following night, I was downstairs and I heard Chelsea, that’s my daughter’s name, calling out for me, “Dad…. Dad.” So I went upstairs but she wasn’t in her bedroom, “Where are you?” I called out.
“In the bathroom.” She replied, she sounded upset.
“What’s wrong, love?” I asked, through the closed bathroom door.
“Can you come in for a minute.” She replied.
“Are you decent?” I asked.
“- Uhm – yeah.” She replied.
I opened the door and walked inside, she was sitting in the empty bathtub holding a towel around herself, she had her head resting on her knees and she was crying, “Oh, sweetheart. What’s the matter?” I asked, rushing over and kneeling by the bath ready to comfort her, I hated seeing her upset, it breaks my heart.
“I’ve done something stupid.” She replied.
“Don’t be daft. What – What have you done?” I asked.
She looked so very embarrassed about something and she struggled to tell me what it was, “You know that thing you go me.” She said.
“Yeah.” I replied.
“I was using it – and I can’t get it out.” She said, then started to cry again.
I realised what she was saying, “Don’t cry sweetheart. Shush – shush – Don’t worry.” I said, “What do you mean you can’t get it out?” I asked.
“It just went in too far and I can’t reach it, my fingernails are too sharp it hurts when I try get it.” She explained.
“Oh—“ I replied.
“Will you help me get it out.” She asked.
At this point I stood up, I knew she needed help but she was asking me to do something that I really shouldn’t be doing, especially at her age, “Oh – Uhm – I – “ I stuttered.
“Please dad.” She begged.
At the end of the day she was my little girl, she was upset and she needed my help, how could I possibly say no, I couldn’t, “Okay, sweetheart. I’m going to help you. Okay.” I replied.
She opened her legs but kept the towel over her knees so I couldn’t see her privates, “I’m going to need to look, sweetheart. Sorry.” I said.
She nodded, “Okay, dad.” She replied, then she turned her head and looked at the wall while I lifted the towel away, gazed down at her pussy, then I reached down between her legs, she flinched when my fingertips grazed her pussy, I slowly pushed my thumb and index finger between her flaps and up her hole, she gasped, “Ung”
I had to get my fingers pretty far up there, after a bit of fiddling around I managed to pinch the vibrator between my thumb and finger, “Got it.” I announced to her, I looked up at her, she was facing the wall and biting her lower lip, and moaning lightly under her breath, then my thumb accidentally pressed the button on the vibrator and it began to buzz.
“Ooh – Ungh!” she moaned out, “ – Dad! – Ungh.” She moaned.
“Sorry. Sorry. I’m getting it. I’ve got it.” I said.
Her pussy was very tight inside and I was struggling to pull it out, with the vibrator buzzing away inside her pussy, it was getting her off and she was beginning to moan louder, “Ungh – Ung!”, her legs opened wider and she slid a little down the side of the bathtub, “Dad – Ungh – Hurry!”
“Got it!” I announced, finally pulling it out of her, I quickly turned it off.
Chelsea was laying in the bathtub with a smile on her face, heavy breathing with her chest heaving up and down, and she was sweating, “You okay, love?” I asked.
She leaped out of the bath and threw her arms around me, “Alright, sweetheart. All better now.” I said, hugging her and rubbing her bare back, she looked up at me and gazed in to my eyes, “You alright?” I asked.
Then she kissed me, but it wasn’t the usual kiss she gives me, this was a passionate, sexual kiss, I pulled her face away from mine, then as we stared at each other, my eyes moved down her beautiful naked body then back to her eyes, “I love you, Dad.” She said, in the sweetest softest tone I’d ever heard.
“I love you too.” I replied, swallowing a lump in my throat.
Before I knew it, our faces smashed together, she leaped up, wrapping her legs around my waist and we were kissing like crazy, after about 2 minutes I came to my senses and pulled her face away again, “What am I doing. This is crazy.” I said.
“It’s okay, Dad. I want too.” She said, then planted her lips on mine again.
I couldn’t resist, I knew she is my daughter and I should have known better, but I couldn’t stop myself, I carried her out of the bathroom, across the landing, in to her bedroom and I slammed us both down on her bed with her on her back, I kicked off my shoes, she helped me remove my shirt and then my pants, but just before she managed to pull my boxer shorts down, I grabbed her hands and stopped her.
“What’s wrong?” she asked me.
“We can’t do this. I can’t do this. This is wrong. We – We can’t” I said.
“Yes we can…” she replied, she began to peck me on the lips lovingly, “…I want to do this. Please, dad. Please – Please – Please.” She said, continuing to kiss my lips and then starting on my neck.
I got an erection and couldn’t hold back any longer, I kissed her wildly and yanked off my boxer shorts, she looked at my cock and smiled and opened her eyes widely, then she took hold of my cock and stroked it while still kissing me, “What do I do now, Dad. Am I meant to suck it?” she asked.
It was like giving my daughter an interactive sex lesson, “Only if you want to.” I replied, I secretly wanted her to.
She didn’t waste any time, her head immediately went down and she gobbled down my entire length, “Bloody hell, Chelsea. Oh – that’s so good.” I groaned, who knew my daughter would be so good at giving head.
She sucked my cock like a professional for a good 5 minutes then she stopped and looked at me, “When is it ready for sex?” she asked.
“Now. Right now!” I replied.
She got up excitedly and threw herself backwards, bouncing on the mattress on her back, her legs wide open and her arms behind her head, she was smiling and looked so excited, I climbed on top of her and just pushed my cock in to her pussy, “Ooaah!” I groaned, feeling how soft, warm, wet and tight her pussy was as I pushed my cock in to her hole.
“Ungh! – Oh god – Oh dad.” She moaned.
I started humping her pussy straight away, “Just let me know if you want me to stop.” I said.
“Don’t stop – Ungh – Don’t stop.” She moaned.
“Oh Chelsea.” I groaned.
“Oh Dad.” She moaned.
“Oh Chelsea.” I groaned.
“Oh Dad – Ungh” she moaned.
We continued to moan and groan out each other’s name as I pounded my little girls hole, banging my balls against her tender yet firm ass cheeks, the bed was rocking, she was pushing her palms against the headboard and moaning with pleasure, I was enjoying the tightness of her virgin pussy and the soft silkiness of her preteen flesh.
“Ungh – Ung – Oh – Ooh – Ung – Oooh Dad – Uunnngggh!” she moaned so loud she almost deafened me as she orgasmed and her orgasmic fluids soaked my balls and the bed beneath.
I pounded her for a few more minutes, giving her the best sex she will ever have, I was ruining her for other boys, making sure they’d never be as good as me, then I ejaculated, I blew my load with my cock pushed hard and deep into her, I knew the consequences, I didn’t care if I impregnated my own daughter, I had to come inside her, no way was I pulling out of her sweet pussy.
Chelsea and I are now starting a journey of sexual learning and we have had sex several times over the last few weeks, she even threw out her sex toys saying she doesn’t need them anymore, she can’t get enough of my cock and I am enjoying showing her the joys of many different sexual positions.
Does this make me a bad father? Or am I doing the right thing teaching her about sex by having sex with her myself.