It is not graphic. I took some liberties with reality for the sake of the story.Hi, my name is Ali and this is my story about how I became a dog’s b...tch.First some background: I was an only child. We lived on a dead end street up on a hill. Two sides of our house where bordered by a forest. The back yard was fenced and the top of the fence was at the roofline of the house next door, so it was very private. I would sunbath topless in the backyard.When I was fourteen, my dad died in an accident. Then, grasping the hem of her dress he began to pull the garment over her head"Not here ..." she gasped."Why not. It's just as good a place as any," he said.He flung her dress to the back of a chair, reached for her and clamped wet lips to a puckering, pink nipple, taking the whole aureola into his mouth and sucking on it, using his teeth to nip at the rapidly hardening flesh. Then, he paid tribute to its mate, as he kneaded her soft, mounding femaleness in his rough hands.Now, he slid his. In fact I’ve sucked lots of men’s cum out of her pussy over the past few years…but I’m still a virgin. Care to change that. It is a condition that I could live without. Besides if I tell the girls at school that we are going steady they might leave me alone.”Again I gave Tabatha a funny look and she added, “Oh I didn’t mean it like that. You don’t have to go steady with me. I’ll still give you sex when you want it.”I kissed her and said, “Tabatha I would love to go steady with you. Making love. How many girls can say they lost it with their head on daddies nude lap?I was holding his hands, well if I am honest, being held down, as they took turns to open my secret passage to the delights of sex.Each time my orgasm came I turned to meet daddies erection against my pouting lips, of course my lovers did not know or understand our twisted relationship, though I suspect my sweet smelling slit, which was open to all asunder, made them concentrate on slipping their old cocks inside and.