After my mother left to be with another man, it was just my father and myself. We had always been close, but after that we became even closer. I don't know exactly how it got started. I think that we weer just fooling around and teasing each other about doing something naughty, as they say. Then one day I actually managed to give my dad a hand job and masturbate him to an ejaculation. That was so nice that we continued. We would get naked and I would do that for him, which I found very exciting. He would masturbate me to an orgasm, although still being a virgin he never actually accessed my vagina, nor did he ever try to have sex with me. He was very proper, allowing only so much. The few times when I tasted his semen, he would say how that was enough of that.
I remember often thnking as he was squirting his sperm how that could be one of my little brothers or sisters. Wich, actually, I was glad that I didn't have since that probably would have meant that I would not have gotten to enjoy this with my dad.
It was not until I was twenty-two, and had gone to college and was living on my own, that my dad and I finally consummated our sex play and we actually had intercourse. It was so wonderful!