My friend Natalie (and her daddy?!)

It was the early 90s. I was in college and was seeing a few girls. My favourite was Natalie. She was a year older, wild and intense. She was blonde, had a fabulous body with a round ass and perky tits with long thick nipples. Her pussy was to die for. We were both fucking other people, but for me, Natalie was number one. She gave the best deep throat blowjobs I have ever had and always swallowed. When she fucked, she was like an animal, rough, bordering on violent, but extremely passionate (she kept tenderness for when we would kiss, cuddle and sleep). When I came from fucking it was in her pussy, I really had no choice. She could sense when I was close and ride the cum out of me or if I was on top, grab my ass so I had no choice but give her what she wanted. I imagine that she was like this with all her lovers. She was dynamite.

We lived in the same dorm as did her younger sister Simone. Simone was the opposite of Natalie, and they did not get along at all. I don't know if Simone disliked all of Nat's boyfriends, but she clearly did not like me. Don't know why. I had been seeing Nat for a few months when I ran into Simone in the dorm hallway (probably on the way to the library). She stopped, looked icily at me and said "everyone fucks Nat, even our dad. You are not special". She pushed past me and stormed off. What the fuck I thought. She at least had Nat's intensity and passion - cool. But what was with the dad shit. I didn't think much of it. Thought she was probably just trying to turn me off Nat to piss her off.

Everything was the same for months with Nat - aggressive angry sex, tender nights. One day I went to Nat's room and knocked. She answered wearing what she always did in her room - white thong panties and a tiny white singlet that showed her wonderful tits and thick nipples. Really fucking sexy. Over her shoulder I could see a man sitting on her bed. He was in his mid to late forties. Who the fuck is this I thought? Nat just looked at me and said, "my dad is here, come see me tonight” and closed the door. As she did, her dad had a huge grin and he winked at me. The door shut in my face.

My mind raced. Why was Nat dressed like that in front of her dad? She wore this in front of her friends and all, but her dad. As I was walking back to my room, Simone's words came back to me "everyone fucks Nat, even our dad". Oh my god I thought, is it true? I suddenly stopped, mind racing. Her Father on her bed, Nat wearing almost nothing, Simone's words, his grin and the wink. Was he about to fuck his daughter! Was he signalling to me "fuck off son, my daughter's pussy is mine right now".

I made it back to my room and laid on my bed to try and process what had just happened. Did Nat really get fucked by her dad? She seemed like herself when I was at her door. If she wasn’t dressed like that and if Simone had not said what she did, it would have seemed completely normal. So why had Simone told me? Did he not fuck her? She was no where near as pretty or sexy as Nat. Was Simone jealous of Nat? Daddy doesn’t fuck me. Nat was incredibly sexually skilled. Had daddy taught her how to fuck? How long has this been going on for? How did it start? Did he take his daughter, or had Nat offered herself? As this was all going through my mind, I realized my cock was in my hand. I was rock hard. This was turning me on! As I thought about what Nat did to me (what he had probably taught her) and was now more than likely doing to him, my cock began to throb. Was Nat on her knees for her daddy sucking his cock, stroking it whilst licking his balls? Or was she riding his cock. Or was he fucking his *********** and about to cum in her pussy. What was going on up there? I blew my load all over myself, a very intense orgasm. Wow, why did this turn me on so much?

With a lot of pacing around my room and several more wanks it was time to go see her. How would this go? Did they fuck or had I just made up some wild fantasy? I was nervous when I knocked on her door. It opened, he was gone, she still had on the white thong panties and singlet – she looked amazing. She kissed me and invited me in. She jumped on her bed sat cross legged and lit a joint. “What?” she said. Obviously, she sensed something was up, I must have looked confused or something, I had not moved. I walked in and sat on the bed; she passed me the joint. “Everything okay?” she said. “Um, I guess” I said. “How was your dad’s visit?” “unexpected” she said, “but fine”. “Is that why you had not changed when he arrived?” “No, he is my dad, why would I have changed?” she said. How am I going to bring this up I thought to myself. I must know. Okay, here goes. “Nat.” “Yeah.” “This is difficult” I said. “Do you and your dad” “fuck?” she finished for me. “Ah”. “Is it really any of your business?” she said. “No, but.” “Yes, we fuck” she said, “but you have to understand why”. Shit, this is real I thought, my cock started to grow. “It’s okay” I said, “don’t tell me if you don’t want to”. “Now that it is out, it might be better if I explained” she said.

Nat went on. Four years previous when she was in high school and lived at home her mother had become very ill and was unable to have sex. The family lived on a farm in a very rural part of the state. There were not very many options for her father sexually, the closest town was very small and it was not easy to find willing woman and there certainly were no prostitutes. He became increasingly frustrated, so he confronted Nat. By this stage, Nat had had quite a few sexual experiences. A few years previous she started going to the city in school holidays to stay with her Aunt and an Uncle. They had a daughter (her cousin) the same age. It turned out they both had a big interest in boys and well, there were plenty available. So, Nat knew what her father wanted and as they had a good relationship she agreed. She said it was difficult at first and awkward, but over time, she began to enjoy it. She said they fucked a lot, and he indeed taught her well. He became very proud of his ***********, and she was happy with her new skill set that she would offer the lucky boys at college. Unfortunately, they got caught by her mother and Simone. They had come home early from the doctor, and he was fucking Nat on the couch. The family was broken hence Simone’s hatred for Nat (that and I still think because daddy didn’t fuck Simone – she had been too young at the time).

Nat was Nat about this conversation. She was not embarrassed nor did not feel shame. She did what she did because she loved her dad, and she would continue. “Got a fucking problem with that?” she said. “No” I said. You are a good daughter to do that for your dad. Actually, I was really turned on by this stage. “One question” I said. “Sure.” “Did you fuck today?” “Twice” she said. This was all too much, and I grabbed her and kissed her. She was extremely responsive, and we had wonderful intense sex. I don’t know why this turned me on so much, maybe the taboo. But I remember that the thought of having sloppy seconds with a daughter that had been fucked and creampied twice by her father only hours before was too much and I gave her a third.
This only brought us closer. After we fucked again, we fell asleep in each other’s arms after tender kissing and cuddling. I think she was relieved that I knew and didn’t judge her, that I supported her. Unfortunately, not long after, she graduated, and I went to college overseas. We lost contact and I have not been able to find Natalie since. She chased the dragon and I am worried that maybe it was her downfall. I very much hope that she is okay. I still today miss those incredible blowjobs and intense sex sessions but mostly, the tender moments. Miss you Nat.