Masturbating as a Young Girl

I have always loved mornings. I remember being quite young, laying in my bed smelling the sweet morning air – half a sleep and so content. I would touch my soft skin and explore my wet mouth with my finger. I still remember sucking my thumb and I still do it occasionally. I am an oral fixation junky. I love feeling things with my tongue and I always have.

I was probably around 12 and I was laying in my cozy pink bed. My room was next to the bathroom and my door was slightly open. I was looking up at my ceiling running my hand softly over my tiny clit. This is how I always started pleasuring myself. I could hear my Dad getting ready for work. I could smell his coffee brewing. It was early spring – a day just like this morning.

I felt my pussy getting moist and my pussy lips were swelling. I knew I needed more than just a soft caress but I didn’t want my Daddy to catch me. He walked past my room in his towel clinging to his hips. I never noticed his body before- his hairy chest and broad shoulders. I felt my pussy tingle and I started to imagine what his cock looked like under that towel.

I felt myself aching and needing to be closer to my dad. I crawled quietly out of bed and peeked through my door just to see him take off his towel and pee into the toilet. His cock was big. As he gripped it I got a bit dizzy and very excited. Even at 12 I knew how wrong this was. He is my Daddy! I should not be having these feelings! I stood at the door and ran my fingers down the front of my panties. I felt wet. I was too young to know what this was but it felt good to rub the wetness into my pussy. I put my finger inside me and moved it in and out…imagining my father’s large cock pushing in and out of me as pressed up against my little hips.

As my finger got deeper inside of me I moaned a little and my father looked over. I quickly turned and scrambled back into my bed feeling quite ashamed. My father calmly put his towel back on and walked into my room and sat on my bed. I had my covers on me..feeling so embarrassed.

My Father reached down and whispered in my ear. He said, “Sara you are my beautiful angel..don’t be ashamed.” He stroked my body through the covers and a sense of comfort and excitement came back to me. He kissed me on the cheek and he whispered, “Be patient, Baby, we will have our special time together”.

He left me alone and went to work. I stayed in bed until my Mom told me to get up for school. Did we have that special alone time?

Well, you will just have to call me and find out!!

Love,

Sexy Sara xxx

Sara 

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