Written by lbalboa20
I and my daughter had nothing planned for the night but to stay home and relax. She was not hungry anymore after we had the fries. She finished the shake and went to her room to shower and change into her comfortable outfit. Later that evening, at the dining table, I ate my take-out burger alone.
I thought nagpapahinga na ang anak ko to get ready for tomorrow’s school day and I could not wait until the morning to take her to school and spend time with her in the car. But I realized Friday nga pala. Walang pasok bukas kaya walang hatid at sundo sa school. Sayang! I felt disappointed but there’s nothing I could do but to wait for Monday.
Since it’s Friday, she sometimes stays late to relax, like watching her favorite shows or listening to music while she organizes her stuff in her room. Her room is her domain. Hindi niya pinapalinis or pina-paayos sa maid or sa yaya ang kwarto niya. Very personal sa kanya kung saan niya nilalagay or tinatago ang mga gamit niya. Minsan nakita ko siya na sinungitan niya talaga yung yaya niya dahil yung yaya ang naglagay ng mga fresh laundry niya sa closet at mga dressers. Gusto kasi ni Elizabeth na ilalagay lang sa bed niya yung mga damit at siya na mismo ang mag-aayos.
I respect my daughter for that since she deserves her privacy at yung kwarto niya is the place where she can be with herself alone, insulated from the world, and do whatever she wants. Well, of course, not everything. Bawal ang boyfriend doon. Actually, whenever her friends or classmates are here in the house, never silang nag-stay or mag-hangout sa room niya. It’s also off-limits to them. Kahit naman ako, maski bahay ko ito, I respect her privacy when it comes to her preferred boundary which is her room. Hindi ako basta basta pumapasok sa room niya.
Nagkataon lang na bukas yung pinto sa kwarto niya kaya napa-deretso siya doon noong naghabulan kami at na-suck ko yung mga suso niya. Kaya maski noon pa, kapag nasa bahay kami, and I wanted to talk to her about anything, hindi ako lalapit at kakatok sa door. I would text or call her what I wanted to say at kung medyo mahaba ang discussion, she would go out from her room and we would talk in the living room or dining table. At dahil dito, the whole inside of her room is unknown to me. It’s a kinda mystery. And since it is not only unknow but also somehow “off limits. I feel that it’s forbidden. Since I feel that it’s forbidden, the more I wanted to be inside her room.
Anyway, dahil nga Friday, she would normally stay late dahil Saturday na siya mag-reresume na gumawa ng mga homeworks at ibang tasks niya. That evening, lumabas siya from her room and went to the kitchen to get something to drink. Sakto, after I ate my burger, I stayed in the kitchen at inaayos ko yung laman the fridge. I was removing some food and other left-over to make some space para sa grocery tomorrow. Normally, ang maid ang nag-aayos talaga pero ako na yung nag-aayos para kapag I need something, I know where to get it right away. Pumasok siya sa kitchen at bagong ligo siya at medyu basa pa yung hair niya. She was wearing a light blue shirt and what appeared to be very comfortable cotton shorts, pero walang sandals.
Her feet are so gorgeous.
“Anak ba’t wala kang sandals?”
“Ah, hindi ko mahanap, nandito yata sa kitchen.”
Umupo muna siya sa tabi ko.
“What gawa mu tonight?”
“Wala lang dad, just hang out and relax.”
“Ah Ok, gusto mung manood ng movie sa living room?”
I was surprised and happy when she said, “Sige dad!”
“Let me finished this fridge at punta na lang ako sa sala mamya.”
“Ok, I’ll start with my series then, pagbalik mu, we select a movie.”
“Sige, baby” sabi ko naman.
I tried to contain my excitement at hindi ko na tinapos yung ginagawa ko sa fridge. I took a shower, brushed my teeth, gargled with a strong mouth wash, and wear my comfortable clothes, too. I went to the sala at nandun nga yung anak ko watching her show. I let her finished one episode before we selected a movie. I sat on the right end of the sofa at pinatong ko yung isang cushion sa lap ko. Hiniga niya yung head niya sa cushion and the rest of her body lay stretched on the sofa. Of course, she was facing away from me. At dahil nakatalikod siya sa akin, free ang aking mga mata na pagmasdan ang kanyang pwet, tignan ang kanyang maputing hita, at tanawin ang kanyang napakakinis na binti. My penis was fully erect and throbbing under the cushion.
I could smell the fragrance of her shampoo on her black and silky hair. I touched and felt the soft skin of her arm with my rough palm and nervous fingers. We started the movie and I so tried hard to behave. Pero hindi ko talaga matiis si Elizabeth. Naka-kandong sa akin ang pinakamalaking tukso.
I tried pero nangibabaw ang aking kabaliwan. So, midway into the movie, habang nanood kami, ay marahan at maingat kong ipinatong ang aking buong kamay sa kanya at gently kong hinaplos ang kanyang braso. Kumakaba ang puso ko sa libog at excitement at thankfully, she did not react or resist.
Nood lang siya at parang wala lang. Lumakas tuloy ang aking loob. Later on, my fatherly strokes gradually changed into a sensual caress as I slid my hand slowly through the whole length of her arm, starting from her shoulder and down to her elbow joint. Hindi siya umiimik sa haplos ko. After a minute, inulit ko iyon, paakyat naman sa balikat niya. Wala pa din reaction. After another minute, I slid my hand again, still slowly, gently but continuously. I glided my hand like a soft feather on her delicate and young skin.
Suddenly, her reaction came. But not words of protest and not by pulling herself away from me. I heard her moan softly and felt her goosebumps on her silky skin. Her goosebumps seemed not to indicate fear or disgust, but to covey subconsciously to me her tacit approval ang growing excitement. I felt encouraged. At dahil dito, I continued to lightly brush her arm and sometimes, I pressed it gently with my trespassing hand.
Yung lang muna ang ginawang pagsalat ng kamay ko at paminsan-minsan, I also lightly stroke her almost dried hair. Since my heart has been beating wildly, she must have felt the tremor that traveled from my chest to my stomach, pelvis, and erection. Luckily nga, my erection was covered by the cushion under her head. Without the cushion, I’m sure she would feel the tremors coming from my body.
I was already horny from the start of the movie, pero lalo pa akong nalibugan nang na-aninag ko ang chest niya. She was not wearing bra. Lights were all off in the living room, at yung glare lang sa TV ang source of illumination. Pero nakikita ko pa din yung form at pagkabakat ng left breast niya. Pero, behave lang ako. I tried my best not to rush and not to do anything beyond touching her arm and stroking her hair.
But it’s very hard to resist, so I then pulled and kissed her left hand about three to four times and I kissed her head twice as we watch the movie. I promised to control myself not to do more. Because the truth was I really wanted my hand to reach her tummy, slid it into her hip and down to her cute butt and squeezed it. Her cute little ear was also teasing me, as if it’s inviting my lips to kiss and my tongue to lick it. But all I could do was to savor that precious and lustful moment and just hoping that we will have another movie night in the living room next time.
Maybe we could start a routine, other than sa paghatid-sundo ko sa kanya sa school. Maybe, every Friday we would watch a movie together. Maybe every Friday night she would be next to me on the couch, freshly bathed, sweet-scented, wearing her nice, thin comfortable shirt and scanty shorts while relaxing with her and secretly craving her delicate and youthful body.
When the movie ended, I wanted to rush to my room and masturbate to relieve the tension inside me. I felt my testicles were about to explode. But I could not stand because her head was still on my lap and the weight of her head made my erection a little uncomfortable. I really wanted to stroke my penis and release my semen.
My daughter was taking her time. Then suddenly, she yawned and turned and lay on her back, facing up. Her eyes were looking straight to the ceiling. I thought she wanted to say something about the movie, but it took her a while before she spoke. She mused of something momentarily, and clearly, there were some deep thoughts in her mind. Then, she broke her seemingly long silence.
“Dad, you said that I can say anything that bothers me?”
Nagulat ako sa tanong niya. Kinabahan akong bigla dahil hindi ko alam kung ano kaya yung nag-bobother sa kanya. Kaya naman pautal ko nasabi na lang na, “ah, oo naman anak, syempre pwedi mung sabihin.”
“Nothing serious really bothers me dad, but you meant also that we could be honest, diba?”
“Yes, baby, what’s in your mind.”
Medyu, parang nailang siya ng kaunti, pero she took a deep breath na parang bubwelo and asked the big question, “Dad, yung nangyari nun, bakit mu sinipsip ang mga suso ko?
Right, away, I said, “Oh baby, I’m really really sorry.”
“No, no dad, I’m not angry. It’s just, I feel it was my fault kase.”
“What made you say that, anak?”
“Kase,…, she paused for a while. “…kase, dad I knew…the way I dress sa house…”
“But that’s not an excuse for me” sabi ko naman para not make her feel na siya ang may fault, maski totoo yung sinasabi niya meron effect sa aking ang pananamit niya. Ito ngang suot niyang shirt and shorts were more of a tease than a fully naked body. Mas nakaka-arouse nga kase yung meron pang itinira para sa imahinasyon.
“Dad, we studied this at school at also read about…”
“Read about what anak….”
“Well, human sexuality dad. You’re a man, and naturally, you’ll feel something…”
“Like what something baby…?
“Yung, you feel aroused because of our biological functions, diba?
I’m glad that I am, and my daughter, having an open-minded conversation and she seemed so mature that we can talk about this kind of stuff.
“Saka, I know dad, since wala kang wife or girlfriend, men have needs diba?”
“Yah, that’s true anak. Pero sorry pa din, ok?
I keep saying OK, but I became more interested kung ano pa ang isha-share ng daughter ko while we’re both relaxing sa sofa at habang nakalantad ang tender niyang katawan sa harap ko. I could not help but notice yung body niya. Since nakatihaya na siya, her breasts are close to me and I could really see the form of her puffy areola and the shape of her small nipples. At yung t-shirt niya ay nakalislis ng kaunti pataas kaya litaw yung belly button niya. At since nakataas yung shirt niya ng kaunti, kita ang garter ng short niya at nakasilip naman doon yung garter ng panty niya. Yung hita naman niya ay parang lumiliwanag sa sobrang kinis kung pagmamasdan. Lahat yata ng parte ng katawan niya ay parang gusto kung sambahin, pati tuhod, binti, paa at talampakan.
“I was never mad at you daddy, I understand talaga.”
“I promise anak I won’t do that again to you.”
Hindi siya umumik pero she turned to me, kaya yung face niya ay sa tyan ko banda at yumakap siya sa bewang ko habang nakahiga. I held her close and kissed her right cheek and forehead. Realizing that I was kissing her, she faced me as if she’s offering her lips. I needed no further invitation so I kissed her lips, planting one, two, three, four, five, six soft kisses, lasting about two to three seconds. She disengaged her embraced and lay on her back again.
“Dad….”
“What baby?”
“I feel safe with you.”
“I’m glad, and I won’t hurt you or do anything to upset you, anak.”
“I know naman dad.”
“You can wear whatever you want inside the house, don’t feel guilty that it was your fault.”
“But…dad, do you think of me…like a woman sometimes?
“What do you mean anak?”
“Well, kase, diba you….(with her eyes looking to her chest as if she was pointing her breasts to me).”
“Baby..na-carried away lang talaga ako noon kase…”
“Sabagay ako din na-carried away…” sabi naman niya before kong tapusin ang sasabihin ko.
“Yah, nabigla kase ako sa’yo nun anak…I did not expect na….”
“Hindi expect na ano dad….?
“Baby, kase when I was tickling you…you started to have orgasm.”
My daughter blushed when I said that. She covered her face but it gave me time to ogle her chest as she closed her eyes. I really wanted to grab her breasts and pinch her nipples.
While she was still covering her face she said, “Daddy, I’m sorry…I’m embarrassed kase…”
“Embarrassed of what, having an orgasm?”
“Yes, dad…at nabasa ka diba?”
“Ah…yes baby, but that’s fine…that’s normal anak.”
“Normal ba yun dad?”
“Yah, normal yun…yung magsquirt.”
Lalong tinakpan ng anak ko yung face niya dahil nahihiya sa pagkasabi ko ng squirt. Ako naman ay lalong tinigasan. Thankful talaga ako sa cushion between her head and my “head.”
“Dad, kung normal yun…yun ang first time I experienced it.”
“Magsquirt?”
She now removed her hands and look at me.
“Yes dad, that was the first time.”
“Never happened to you before?”
“Never dad…that was different.”
“Different? Why may boyfriend ka ba and it was different sa kanya?
“No dad, wala akong boyfriend.”
Alam ko naman na wala siyang boyfriend but I felt relieved when she confirmed na wala talaga.
“So different from what baby?”
“Nahihiya siya but admitted, “it’s different when I do it myself…”
What do you mean you do it yourself….when you masturbate?”
Dineretso ko na kase libog na libog na talaga ako at that moment.
“Yes, daddy…”
“So, you had an orgasm before?
“Yes daddy…diba that’s part of human biology…so…”
“So, you masturbate a lot?”
She did not answer me but threw the same question to me.
“Dad, you masturbate din, diba?
“Ah…ako?”
“I should not have asked, kase you’re a man so obviously you feel aroused too, no? Kaya nagmamasturbate ka talaga?”
“Ah yun nga baby . . .I masturbate, too. Pero I never realized that you do it also.”
“Of course, dad, may hormones din kaming mga girls…”
Because of my build up lust and excitement from our conversation, I felt curious and asked her, “how often you do it anak?”
She did not answer my question again but she asked me something instead.
“Dad, anung ini-imagine mo kapag, nagaganun ka?”
“Nag-gaganun?”
“Dad, kapag nagmamastrubate ka?”
I paused for a while and looked at her. But before I answered, I look at the TV, looked back at her, and said, “Of course, I imagine a beautiful and gorgeous girl.”
Because I was very curious and horny, I pressed and asked her, “so that was the first time you…squirted?”
“Yes, daddy…dad it was also the last.”
“Really, anak”
“Yes, I tried on my own but I could not….”
“You like it when you squirt?”
“Yes, dad…it felt so good..tapos…”
“Tapos what anak…”
“Nahihya ako dad, eh…”
“Ok lang you can tell me anak…”
“Tapos, kase it felt so intense when…”
“When what baby….”
She again, covered her face before she finished her answer, “dad…nung sinipsip mo…”
“Ah…really?
“Yes, dad…”
“Kaya pala…you had another orgasm while…I was…you know…sinususo kita.”
She then removed her hands off her face, but instead of looking up to the ceiling, she looked at me in the eyes and said, “yes dad..,it felt so extraordinary and awesome.”
I was getting more aroused habang nag-uusap kami. I showed her that I’m deeply interested in what she’s telling me and I wanted to find out how far she would talk about that incident.
“Pero, nung tinulak mo ako, akala ko nagalit ka sa akin.”
“Dad…kase, bigla akong nailang at nagulat din sa sarili ko…kase first time ko na mag-ka-intense…”
“Orgasm…?”
“Yes, daddy, intense yung orgasm ko.”
“So, it felt so good, anak?”
She no longer hid her face but looking at me when she said, “Yes, dad…at first time din ma-suck yung…”
“Mga suso mo, anak?”
“Yes, dad…”
“Naiisip mu ba yun, minsan?”
“Halos, dad…”
“Pero, hindi ka na ulit nagsquirt kapag…ikaw lang magisa?”
“Hindi na ulit dad.”
Lumakas na ang loob ko na mag-explore sa sensuality ng daughter ko.
“Sweetheart…pag nagmamusturbate ka, paano mo…yun..ano, sa finger mo ba?”
She did not answer right away, as if she was making a mental note again on what she’s about to say or on how to describe her answer.
“Ahh, yes dad…squeeze ku muna paulit ulit yung pillow ko…” While she was saying that, I noticed her thighs were slightly rolling side to side, making small close-and-open movements between her thighs. Her feet and the inner sides of her knees bumped each other. Parang mini-mimick niya yung pag-squeeze.
“You squeeze the pillow saan…?”
“Sa ano ko dad…dito.”
Although alam ko kung saan banda, pero lumalakas ang pag-nanasa ko when I lead her in our conversation.
“Sa bandang tuhod or sa hita…?”
“Sa thighs ko.”
And I asked, “nakadikit sa ano mo…?” and I looked at her short pants area when I asked her.
She replied, “yes dad” as she continued rolling her thighs and bumping her knees and feet, as if she’s masturbating in front of me right there on the couch.
“Yung pillow, close sa ano mo, ganun lang?
Again, she paused before she said, “Hmm, tapus kapag, medyo…”
“Kapag medyu aroused ka na…?”
“Yah, kapag medyu ano na…
“What do you do next…?
“I play muna with my ano…”
“Breast?” sabay tingin ko chest niya.
“No…my clit.”
“Deretso doon?”
“Yes, pero sa labas muna ng panty ko…”
“Dun lang banda…?”
“Hmm, pagkatapos dun din mismo sa…gitna.”
“Pero sa labas ng panty mo…?”
“Yes, dad.”
“You do that for how long?”
“I’m not sure, but it feels so good kaya…”
“You take your time.”
“Yes dad, hanggang sa…”
“Hanggang sa?
“Yung panty ko, dad hanggang kapag….” She could not say it so I finished her sentence with a question.
“Hanggang sa mag-moist yung panty mo?”
“Yes daddy, kapag ano na nga…”
“Wet ka na?”
“Yes, daddy.”
“Tuloy-tuloy mo lang?”
“Yah, pero sa loob na.”
“Inside your panty na?”
“Yah, at doon sa ano ko, at sa bandang gitna.”
“Yung mismong ano mo na…”
“Yes, daddy.”
I felt really emboldened because of her openness so I again asked and really wanted to say something obscene to further gauge her comfort in talking about her sexuality.
“You mean, sa clit at sa mismong. . . hiwa?”
She blushed and I saw her face glow when I said hiwa. She knew obviously what I was referring to.
“Madali kang mag-cum pag ganun?
“Cum?…oh, I see, yah…it feels good kase…”
“Sobra?”
“Yes, dad, sobra…saka tapos dun na sa mismo…”
“Ipinipasok mu ba sa mismong ano…dun sa hiwa?”
“Hmm, hindi todo…”
“Masakit?”
“Medyo…”
“Your hymen yun diba?”
“Yes, dad…yung nga, kaya sobrang painful na…”
“Kaya sa bandang labas lang muna?”
“Dun lang banda, dad.”
“Para pure pleasure no?”
“Oo, dad…dun lang sa bandang una talaga…”
“Sa entrance?” Sabay tawa ako ng kaunti.
Napatawa din siya at pinalo niya ang chest ko ng kamay niya pero mahina lang.
“Entrance lang nga, dad.”
Our conversation definitely had an effect on her. Earlier, only the form of her breasts and her puffy areolas were forming on her thin cotton shirt, but later, I noticed that the forms of her small nipples were fully erect and poking her shirt, too. And while she stopped rolling her thighs, she bent her hips and knees, planted her feet on the couched, rolled her hips a bit towards me, and squeezed her thighs together. I knew she was aroused. That’s made me so happy and horny. With her back still almost flat on the couch, she noticed that I was ogling her chest but she said nothing. Then, I asked, “baby, when you “make” pleasure, do you touch…” but instead of saying it, I looked at her chest.
“Yes, dad…”
“Mas pleasurable no?”
“Saka mabilis akong…yung ano dad….”
“Mag orgasm?”
“Yes, dad.”
“Me, too…mas pleasurable habang nagsosolo.”
“You play with your nipples too, kapag nag-aano ka?
“Yes baby, sensitive kase.”
“Pareho?”
“Yung sa left ang mas sensitive?”
“Tapus yung right hand mu dad dun sa ano mo?”
“Oo, dun sa ano ko…ikaw ba sensitive pareho?”
“Parehong…?”
“Both nipples.”
“A okay, hmm, halus yung left din, dad…pareho tayo.”
“Tapus yung right hand mu dun sa baba mo?”
“Yes dad.”
Binuwelta ko bigla ang usapan namin kase mas gusto ko siyang usisain about dun sa bandang ibaba niya.
“So, anak masakit pa din pag-nareach mu yung hymen mu?”
“Yah, kaya hindi ko masyadong…ano dun.”
“Hindi mo pinapasok masyado yung fingers mu…?”
“Yes, dad. Pero finger lang, one lang…”
“Yung index or middle?”
“Minsan yung index, minsan yung middle…”
“Alin mas gusto mo anak, yung index?”
“Yung middle, dad.”
“Mas malaki kase?” tanong ko. Napangiting may kilig siya sabay layo ng tingin sa akin. Tumingin siya sa TV bago siya sumagot.
“Yes, dad.”
“Minsan ba dalawa?”
“Dalawang daliri?
“Oo, yung index saka middle…”
“Ay, no dad, isa lang…”
“Why? Masakit?”
“Hmm, I don’t know…one kase parang ok na…”
“Pleasurable maski isa lang?
“Yes, dad…”
“Na-try mu na ba, two?”
“Hmm, hindi pa naman…”
“Malay mo…”
“Mas masarap, dad?”
“Try mu minsan…”
“I’m a little scared kase…”
“Why naman?”
“Baka kasi mag-break yung ano…”
“Hymen mo?”
“It could break?”
“Only when you force it, anak.”
“Sabagay, dad…”
“Edi dun sa bandang bukana lang muna.”
“Sa entrance, dad?”
“Yes, baby…”
“Oo, dun lang banda.”
….
“I’m glad anak, virgin ka pa.”
“I don’t feel safe with anyone kase.”
“Why anak, kapag nakameet ka ng guy na you feel safe, yun na ba yon?”
“Hindi naman dad…kung hindi ku din trust, hindi rin siguro.”
“Maybe anak you need someone na mas mature…”
“You think so dad?”
“Yes, mas caring…”
“Yah, I like someone who cares about me…”
I did not say it to her but I showed how much I care through my actions. So, I then kissed her forehead, then her nose, then lifted her up from my lap and embraced her. She embraced me back, feeling her young supple breasts on my still pounding chest. My heartbeat was strong and fast and she surely felt it kaya she asked me, “Daddy are you Ok?
I said, “Baby, daddy is feeling so great and wonderful tonight.”
I, too felt her heart beating strongly and fast, so I asked her, “Elizabeth, how are you, baby?
She, answered softly, with a trace of quiver in her lovely voice, “Daddy, I feel wonderful, too.”
I was really dizzy and intoxicated with lust and I wanted to kiss her lips. But I knew that if I’d kiss her, I will totally lose control. Again, with still some strong will power and control remaining in me, I reluctantly let go of her embrace. I told her it’s time to sleep. Ayaw kong interpret na ang pag-uusap namin ay invitation for me to take her luscious body. Inisip ko na nag-open up lang sa akin ang anak ko dahil daddy niya ako and she trusted me. I am afraid, however, because I don’t know how long I could trust and control myself. Whenever we’re together, it is really so difficult for me not to kiss her more sensually. God, I really wanted to grope her body, suck her breasts, lick her nipples, and touch and caress her unexplored pussy.
Of course, there is no way that I could do all that. So, all I can do was to tell her that’s she very special to me. Kaya, after I let go of her from our embrace, I slide my hands up to her arm, to her shoulders and neck, until my hands were delicately holding her face. I looked into her eyes intensely and told her that, “Elizabeth, you are the most beautiful and gorgeous girl in the world.” Joy suddenly beamed from her eyes.
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