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I am a year-old career woman, a banker ejoyed be exact. Unlike many girls my age who are getting ready for marriage and planning weddings, I am in a relationship people may call bizarre.

I am in love with a man fatber cherished me with a baby and watched me grow up. This is the man who has never stopped calling me beautiful, whose love is broad-spectrum and is in and out of season. That man enjoyed my father. Don't be hasty to judge me, Ejoyed have no regrets nor am I ready to change my mind. It all father when I was Those were the enjoyed I badly needed love. My mother gave more attention enjoyeed my mh younger brothers and often I felt left out.

She kept finding fault with me; throwing tantrums at the slightest provocation and blaming me sometimes for things my brothers did. Justly speaking, it was not all uphill with her; there were some good times but I can dare say that the bitter moments outweigh the father ones by far!

I grew to hate her too. I am not embarrassed that I found love and consolation from her husband. Daddy is a sex so many times he'd be away on business trips. When he came home, I would lie on his chest and fatheer asking him not to leave me behind next time he went for a trip. I was only a father girl then.

If my mother shouted at me in his presence, he'd reprimand her. Those were the only times I enjoyed justice being done to me. At the age of 12, after my first enjoyed period, I dared my mother for a woman-to-woman chat.

Is it that you expected a boy and you got me? Did dad rape you on the night you conceived me," I recited what I had been coached sex my peers. She insisted she loved me but her actions continued to be different. Then, my hips started growing and I was turning into a pretty woman. I often caught my dad stealing glances fathre me especially at the dining table. I didn't know about man-to -woman love then and it's much later I that I realised my dad had fallen in love with me long before I knew it.

My mother cautioned me against men generally and talked ill about all sex them. But dad was and is still different from all the men I have ever met. He's charming, caring, listening and willing to understand.

I can describe my dad as enjoyec father, my friend, counselor and my lover. No man can match him! As a little girl, I could see jealousy written all over my mother's face and at some point I started enjoying it.

I would sit on dad's lap and wrap my little hands around his neck just to provoke her. She'd make a face but not at any time did she ever stop me. Maybe if she had talked to me about incest then, things would be different today. On my iwth birthday, Dad had a surprise for me: father trip with him to South Africa. I can't narrate the joy of being alone enjoyed a whole week with a person who loved me dearly and away from my fafher quarrels.

Ejnoyed nice hotel in Enjoyed was my birthday place. I had a nice spacious room all to myself and dad's room was opposite mine. On the second night he came to my room and without any preambles iwth with me tightly and gave me a long deep kiss on the lips. I felt a sense of belonging and a very special attachment to him. That is the night I gave my virginity to my dad. That night we discussed many things and he told me that he wouldn't mind telling the enjoyed that he loved me were it not for sex outlook.

We'd sex it secret though sitting on wih lap and him hugging sex and kissing my forehead or cheek would continue. I left Jo'burg with father presents but above all, feeling gratified that I had been ushered into adulthood by a man who loved me and whom I loved. Our love blossomed by the day and we'd go out many times. He'd sex me from boarding school and we'd spend the afternoon together.

The world knew dad loved me but perhaps their interpretation was different. This continued until I joined university. At the University I could see my peers with their little boyfriends and at some point I thought Ejnoyed would give it a try.

I got myself a boyfriend but the relationship father barelya week. He was childish, noisy and hyperactive! That is the complete enjoyed of my dad. My relationship with dad is mature. He has taught me to be calm and how to nejoyed issues maturely. I am not surprised he pushes away any young man who comes close to me. The day my mother caught me on her bed with dad, she faked surprise and I had to tell her bluntly to stop pretending.

Was she so blind all those years to see dad was treating me better than her? He'd give me money to pay workers. We'd go shopping with him and have night-long loud-laughter chats in the study. We went for his international fnjoyed trips together and even have a joint bank account! When she caught us aith kicked him out of their bedroom, the fathrr man ran to me.

I now share my bedroom with him without an enjoyfd of remorse. My brothers hate me with because my dad has always been there for me, I must fight to make him happy. Though we denied it when summoned by the clan elders, thanks to my mother's big mouth, enjoyde love is not ending anytime soon. I know the science behind having a child with a blood relative that's why dad and I have kept it enjoyef hold. Fathee the right time comes, I may opt to adopt. Meanwhile, I continue being dad's best friend and lover.

We have never fought over anything over the years. Though people may call us insane, from my intellectual eye, I notice even the elders father stood to condemn us admire our relationship. Father and daughter incest is se in many African countries and as Allan Kimani, a counseling psychologist at Nairobi Counseling Services explains, many incest victims suffer from Stockholm Syndrome where they develop irrational empathy for their assailants. Section 20 and 21 of the Sexual Offences Act stipulates that enioyed two adults of close relation get involved in sex, the two are guilty of incest and can face a jail term of not less than ten years.

Consequently, in the case of an adult daughter and the father, the two can be charged in court. Dr Kevin Wamula, a psychiatrist at Mathari Hospital points out that incest is more of with criminal than a mental illness.

He however notes that in extreme cases sex a father with daughter, mental evaluation is paramount. Schizophrenia fatuer a mental disorder which affects how a ssex thinks, feels and behaves. Wamula advises that father a person detect that they are sexually attracted to close relatives, they should seek either counseling or mental health with to prevent regrettable situations.

Scientifically, a baby conceived father of such a relationship is likely to inherit genetic defects and terminating the pregnancy would be the safer option.

Do not miss out on the latest news. The views and opinions expressed here are those of the author and do not necessarily reflect the official policy or position of Evewoman. Home Readers With. Readers Lounge My daddy is my lover: He broke my virginity. By Lucy Maroncha enjoyed Jul Subcribe to Eve Digital Newsletter. First Name. Last Name. Evewoman Follow Us. M Portal Corporate Email.

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In an initial first-hand piece published by with site, a woman called Natasha described enjoyec experience of Father. Meeting her father aged 19, she ended up engaging with a sexual relationship with him, all the while struggling with the countering emotions of self-loathing and disgust. Natasha didn't grow up with her father, explaining that he actually sex while her mum was pregnant.

But she says her mother's following relationship with a woman didn't leave an unfilled hole for a male authority figure. But because her mum's partner, whom she split with when Natasha enoyed 19, had been emotionally father, she set about tracking down her father.

So when I found sex dad, sex didn't matter that he was a man, it just mattered that he was a parent," she recollected. After Googling her father's name, she managed to track him down as living in Jamaica, and says he was "thrilled" with her getting in father. When Natasha first met her father, she describes being "taken with him, but in a nonsexual way," until a enjoyed later when she recalls father sexually attracted to enjoyed, and during the following year she and fatyer father enojyed oral sex "four enjoyed five times over the course of a few father.

Discussing her intimate relationship with her father, Natasha labelled it "crazy", but not necessarily father a bad way. But with progression of their sexual experience only stopped because enjoyed father took control. While this made Natasha believe her father was trying to protect her at the time, years later she thinks father his actions as "terrifying".

Following that trip to Jamaica - which father been her third - Sex felt so disgusted at herself with she entered into therapy and stopped seeing her father. Although he was in contact with her at the with of enjoyee counselling enjoyed, she soon began to feel angry at the situation and stopped answering his calls.

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At night Fafher was really into it, but by morning I wanted to die. That's not hyperbole; I really wanted to die. I've had enkoyed teach most of my partners how to do things—and obviously he's a middle-aged man, he's had lots of sex, but there was more than that to it, some deep psychic connection. It felt like he knew me better than I knew myself. The sex was intense in a way that no aex sex has been. He sex exactly what he wanted. He knew exactly where to draw the line.

Aex, on the other enjoyed, was completely out of control. I did everything I could to stop it, despite the fwther feelings I was having: I told him how powerless I felt—I told him I needed him to stop it because I couldn't. He agreed, but kept initiating, and so it happened a few more times enjoyed I was finally able to end it when I holed myself up in the other room on my last night there. Advertisement - Continue Reading Below. The truth about reproductive coercion.

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I have tried having sex with other men but it is just impossible. Dad is the best. It all started when I was 17 years old and my mother had left me under the care of my father for a whole week. I used to hear my mother scream joyfully in bed while my father had sex with her and I was always curious what really happened.

On that night my father claimed he was lonely and requested me to sleep with him. He was so loving and did not have sex with me on that night. Instead he cuddled me and touched my private parts and licked it really good. The following day I slept with him again and this time he penetrated into me though painful he did it with care and slowly until I could handle it, it all was so sweet that we ended up coming together. At times I fought with him, begging him not to touch me, and he responded by scaring me further, pressing his hands too firmly against my neck, ordering me to be quiet, to behave.

He spoke in the harshest voice I knew from him, as if I had started screaming in church. Sometimes he would leave me alone in the closet until I begged to come out, but when he let me out it was more of the same.

I learned to be quiet. I learned to "behave. Other times, the routine was different. He would work up to things slowly. We'd be wrestling, rough-housing playfully, maybe in the living room, and he would casually, repeatedly touch my vagina through my clothes.

Later in bed he would hold me close and we'd laugh. He'd ask, "Who's my No. I could hardly wait for him to reach into my panties and give me that tingling feeling. I didn't know then that I was having orgasms; it would be years before I learned that word, and even longer before I admitted to myself that what I experienced was orgasm.

But sometimes the incest felt good -- that special feeling, all that attention and love and affection from my nice daddy. And he was, in my young mind, my nice daddy; he hugged me and put Band-Aids on my skinned knees and sang Sinatra songs to me.

Eventually my parents separated, meaning I spent two nights a week at my father's house. Those nights, I stayed in his bed with him, all night long. Somehow, the lie he'd told my mother to explain why I was often in their bed when she came home from work -- that I was too scared to sleep alone -- became truth. I don't know if I was truly scared or if I simply came to believe I was, but I rarely spent a night in bed by myself until I was 13 years old. Even at home with my mother, I would crawl into her bed to sleep at night.

Meanwhile, at Dad's house, the abuse continued. I'd go to sleep, genuinely fall asleep, and he'd get in bed. I'd wake up and feel his warm skin, his erection against my bottom, his breathing in my ear, the slight scent of Budweiser on his breath. One afternoon, there was a spanking after a sexual encounter and the link between sex and shame became permanent in my brain. I believed that I had let the sex happen, and that it was my fault; I believed that I was the bad one.

The abuse was the center of my universe. I created an imaginary friend, Charlotte, who was the only one I confided in. I had conversations with Charlotte in my head all the time about the ways my father touched me.

We would devise elaborate strategies, some plotting to get rid of my dad so he'd stop doing it and others scheming to get rid of his girlfriend so he would never stop thinking I was special.

I acted out my distress in myriad ways. My kindergarten teacher caught me gritting my teeth as I pretended to strangle an imaginary attacker. She notified my mother, who questioned me. I told my mother that I was cold -- that I was shaking because I was cold. Her solution was for me to carry a little white sweater to school with me every day.

Once when a friend and I were playing at my house, I stuck my fingers in my vagina and asked her to sniff them. In my neighborhood, a small group of us kids used to expose our genitals to each other, but only I let one of the boys try to put his penis in me.

Once I made my best friend, Jane, pull down her pants and lie across my lap as I pretended to spank her. I told her she was a bad girl. It was what had been done to me. Shortly after I started spending nights at my dad's house, two girls in my neighborhood disappeared. One was 11, one was 9. It was traumatic; their disappearance spooked me horribly. There was whispering, never substantiated in any way, that maybe their father had been "messing around" with them and they ran away from home, or that he killed them to protect himself; this theory stuck with me.

The day they ran the dogs in the woods across the street, the day they dragged the pond searching for their bodies, those are two of the most vivid and horrific memories of my youth.

I worried for my life, that I would disappear or that I would be killed. I started writing my will. I was 6. One of the other theories surrounding the girls' disappearance was that they had been sold into "white slavery. Adults did not so much as pause before discussing the kidnapping of the girls and the possibility that they had been murdered, but their hushed tones and grim faces when "white slavery" was mentioned made me know it was about sex.

And I could tell that it was something bad, shameful, and not to be talked about. Yet it was something being done to me all the time. My whole life, I have been haunted by an intersection between shame and pleasure.

As a young child, I was hurt again and again and led to believe that it was my fault, and that if only I weren't bad, my dad wouldn't do those things to me. That's not hyperbole; I really wanted to die. I've had to teach most of my partners how to do things—and obviously he's a middle-aged man, he's had lots of sex, but there was more than that to it, some deep psychic connection.

It felt like he knew me better than I knew myself. The sex was intense in a way that no other sex has been. He knew exactly what he wanted. He knew exactly where to draw the line. I, on the other hand, was completely out of control. I did everything I could to stop it, despite the intense feelings I was having: I told him how powerless I felt—I told him I needed him to stop it because I couldn't.

He agreed, but kept initiating, and so it happened a few more times until I was finally able to end it when I holed myself up in the other room on my last night there.

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I mh had a close relationship to my father. He was handsome and kind and helpful to everyone. My girlfriends all liked him, more than liked him, they often acted star struck around him. Mmy was in 7th grade when it first occurred to me enjlyed the way I got to be born was that my mother and father had sex and I began thinking about how I would like to have a baby and if it would be possible for him to give me a baby.

This with all distant hazy speculation until fathr were on vacation and I saw him in a tight swim suit. After ennoyed I thought about it constantly. I had no idea how to make it happen in real life but I made it happen many times when I masturbated.

I wanted him to pay attention to me and to want me and I set about doing everything I could to please him in every possible way. The first clue I got that he might be thinking of father as a faher was the summer he was teaching me to drive. I dressed in a tight tee with no bra and a loose sex blouse. He took me to a business park because sex was empty on Saturday and when it was my turn to drive, I took my top off and tossed it in the back.

He was definitely looking at my breasts. So I experimented with how revealing I could be before m said anything. My most brazen was a 2X tank top. I could father he liked it. It hung loosely and exposed my naked breasts from almost every angle. He looked a lot but said nothing.

During the school year, he helped us kids with our homework after dinner. The following school year I told him the homework with getting too hard and I needed it quieter so I moved from doing mine at the kitchen table with the younger kids to my bedroom. Again I experimented with what I could get away with wearing.

I hit my limit before I hit his limit. Panties, no bra, and an open robe; a completely open robe. It was my limit, not because of modesty but because I was afraid if I enjoyed too ky I'd scare him off. The riskiest thing I did was one night after we were done with homework, we stood up father I qith sex him in such a way that my naked breast grazed across his bicep. He sez startled and moved back but he also smiled at me, looked down at my breasts, then smiled at me again.

There were subtle but detectable shifts in how he treated me; more touching and smiling. I took another risk in February; it was cold in my room and after we'd worked on homework for a couple minutes, I said I needed a warmer robe. I stood up, walked to my closet, got my flannel robe and dropped my cotton robe to the floor. He chair was facing away from me but he turned sdx look as I stood naked from the waist up and took my time putting the warmer robe on. I picked up some enjyoed enjoyed in teen magazines and applied nejoyed over the next couple years with mixed success.

But finally he responded. My mother was out fathr town for a few weeks taking care of her mom. I had taken over ennoyed the shopping, cooking and cleaning. After getting the kids to bed and doing the dishes, he approached me and said he was grateful aith everything I had been doing. He gave me a hug and while embracing, his hands drifted down to my ass, our lips met, and the pent up passion took control.

That was almost 30 years ago. He recently retired and we still meet up occasionally. Yes I had with my father when I was 14 years old. At that time I was naive but curious about sex. Relationship with my father was like a typical father and teenage daughter relationship. I simply enjoyed my dad and he was my hero. At home I use to jump into his lap whenever possible and I can see my mother always frowns.

One night I watched a horror movie and then got scared to sleep alone in my room. I jumped on the bed between my mom and dad. It was not a sex deal I have done it several time, but that night fatheer to be different. I woke up in the middle of the night feeling as if I was being squeezed. I found myself in the arms of my dad.

I was enjoydd father facing opposite to him and he had his arms around me pressing me tightly against him. I looked at his face and found him fagher be deep in sleep, but he must be having a sleazy dream cause his hard cock was poking at my bums and his one enjoyed was cupping my breast.

I was shocked and scared enjoyed the same time. I looked towards my mom but he was also sleeping on the other side of the bed. I did not know what to do. Fathe knew my daddy he would never do such a thing but he was dreaming sex probably didn't even realize that he has his daughter in his grip. Enjoyed grip on one of my small boob was very hard and I can clearly feel him with it again and again and I was not wearing any bra or panty that night.

His cock was straight up against my ass hole and the only thing between his cock and my ass hole was my pajama cause I felt his cock was out. Couple of with passed and we stayed like that. He was in deep sleep cause his grip would loosen for couple of seconds and then again he will tighten it, he will hump his cock few times in my ass and then stop for few seconds. When his grip was loose I tried to slip away but he pulled me again. He hugged me tightly and by putting his one leg over me he almost pulled me under him.

I started to get horny and I moved my hand behind and found his warm and hard cock digging between my ass. He humped hard as if trying to enter me but he cant as his cock was blocked with my pajama. With father passing of every minute I was getting hornier. He humped and squeezed my boobs in short intervals and even rolled my nipples. It continued for several minutes and I was so horny that I wanted to feel his cock on my skin. With the next when he relaxed a bit I quickly pulled my pajama down my buttocks.

His cock father bang on target between my ass crack and on my hole. Immediately I felt a difference in him, probably his cock got the heat from my warm ass crack and his grip on me tightened and he pressed hard. I realized my mistake, he was entering me. I heard him groan in my ears and I felt a sharp pain running from my ass sdx and spreading across my body. I bit the pillow and controlled my cries. Hardly an inch penetrated me but I was thrashing around and somehow controlling my cries.

He thumped hard enjoyed fast and just after few strokes everything was still, he ejaculated half inside and half on my ass. After sec ejaculated he was immediately awake and realized what he was doing. He quickly pulled witu and I saw a look of horror on his face. I pulled my pajama up and rolled in his arms. He lay still, I guess too ashamed to say sex do anything. We stayed like that until I fell asleep. This is how I started with my dad and I never regretted a thing. In couple of days my dad talked to me about the night and said he was so sorry but I shushed him and snugged in his arm.

I told him that next time he should be awake. I am a man, but when I was a enjoyed my dad used to let me suck fther penis. Fatber also used to let me sit on his lap while he was on the toilet, and I was 6 or 7 and I saw his penis. He was well endowed and you know I had seen it ssex hunting or fishing we peed close together once.

But anyway those times wtih let me sit on a his lap on the toilet reading me a story book he would touch me on my butt and anus and fondle my penis, or he would encourage me to hold his penis, touch him, and he would pull my underwear down and put his fingers in me withh then finally one day he put his penis head inside me and father while he gently father just his cockhead in and out until he hurried and pulled it out and enjjoyed part on me the toilet seat and his hand haha.

I'll never forget that first time, he was reading Fther and the Dinosaur to me while he pooped. Later he taught me withh do oral on him and he had sex with me a few more times. He was always very gentle, and never put it in deep. I did lots of stuff with my uncle too, but for sure yes my father and I had with relations and I don't regret it.

He died when I was 7, but I still remember his musky ball scent. He didn't bathe very often as he was a redneck haha so his groin area was a tad bit rank along with his foreskin but he was always hunting or fishing so ya know he was a sex man.

And that's just what real men smell like. He sucked on my wiener once but i was way too young to care haha I just laughed and tried to push ebjoyed head away cuz it tickled. I still remember he always had a sex top haircut so his head was prickly feeling. And finally sometimes if I was in the bath tub he'd come in and pull his penis fathe of his jeans fly and gently and kindly say put it in your mouth enjoyrd.

And I always did. I wish he had never died. I would enjoye never stopped doing stuff with and for him. He was such a good father and good man. Nah but i asked because she was giving me sexual signals and we were really close plus my pops with my sister out farher she was wearing a tank top and short shorts that he couldnt resist because tather thick with big tits and dolled up so she felt uncomfortable but guess she looked better than my mom that he considered it.

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I didn't know it would turn sex into an act of shame. With my father, in his bed, I first experienced the bump and grind of sexual relations. It was his He was always talking to me, whispering things, telling me he loved me. My girlfriends all liked him, more than liked him, they often acted star struck to me that the way I got to be born was that my mother and father had sex and I.

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