1…2….3….4….5…6! Wow he really let the intimacy kick in there because that 6th second lasted far longer than the other ones. He lifted away and smiled into my teeth meeting my eyes with lust. The crowd roared and I could slightly see men stop clapping. While the clapping died down, I heard pants zippers, buckles, and buttons all being released so men can start to pleasure themselves.
Behind me in the stage, was a heart shaped bed. A bed that other girls have come to age on, were raped by their fathers on. My dad grabs my hand gently guiding me to the bed. A speaker starts to play beautiful classical music and the audience sits still anticipating the sight of my naked body. My dad undoes his tie that I saw him fix onto himself only an hour earlier. He undresses completely and I stare at his body that has been kept in perfect shape. I peer down at his manhood, the first time I ever saw any penis in real life. It was huge. I wasn’t very good at math or measuring because I didn’t need to be, but I’d say it was about 9.5 inches. It was hard and the lights were maybe playing with my eyes, but I think I saw it glistening with pre cum. He walks up to me and turns me around back to the audience and he unzips my dress and I feel the bright lights warm up my bare ass cheeks. They told me not to wear any underwear. The audience clapped, some moaned, others sighed little sighs of joy. My dad lifts the dress down and follows it down to my thighs where he stops, his face only centimeters away from my pussy lips. I feel his breath against me. His beard almost brushing against me. He pauses and looks up smiling at me, then he goes in for a kiss and then a lick. He starts licking my pubic area and then up my stomach and then up to my breasts he cups them and starts licking my nipples. I stare at the audience like a deer in headlights only I am a girl with a brain staring at blurred faces while I stand on a stage with my father groping me because of some tradition made years and years before I was born. Dads take their daughters’ virginity. It’s the way it always has been. It’s their right as a father. The men can choose to take their son’s virginity for boys or volunteer any girl who was no longer a virgin in the town for them to my mom would hate me to use the word “rape” here but that’s exactly what this whole fucked up thing is.
I remember being little on my dad’s lap while he told me stories of his childhood. Happy memories of my dad now lost in his lips that were working their way up my neck. His hands pressed against my torso and he led me back against the bed. I lie there naked, fully exposed to our community with only my necklace on. My dad begins to tease my clit with his fingers like he’s playing the guitar and this is his solo. I try to fight back any urges to make any kind of sound. I don’t want anyone to think I’m enjoying this. I hate it and I don’t want to be here.
I feel his finger getting me wet, I’m soaked, I’m glistening in the stage lights while I hear grunting from men in the audience. My dad’s finger gently glides into my opening pushing against the walls to my hymen he must break.
“I’m just gonna break that with my cock, it’ll feel much better sweetheart.” He says into my ear lustfully.
Just when he deems I’m wet enough for his dick to enter me, he slowly mounts me as I lay in the missionary position. His cock dances around my opening rubbing against my clit soaking up a lot of my natural juices. He enters slowly. I can feel him stop and linger.
“Look me in the eye, sweetheart.”
I have my eyes pressed tight and my face is probably the most cringy grimace. I open them to meet his. He looks handsome on top of me in this lighting.
He pushes his body into me and I feel him breaking through my sheath, my thin hymen that separates me from virgin to sex slave. My mouth can’t help but to release a groan of pain. He’s so big. He’s so wide and thick and it hurts so bad. I almost completely black out from the pain.
Until it doesn’t hurt anymore. Until it finally feels like heaven. It feels like the best thing I’ve ever experienced in my life. Pure ecstasy. He thrusts into me deeper and slower and lovingly. I can tell he really does love me with the way he is trying to please my body right now. My body tenses up with every stroke it just keeps getting better and better and now I’m matching the moans from the men in the audience. I can hear some men moaning that they’re going to cum. I then feel that feeling myself. I always wondered why people felt the need to announce they were cumming, but that’s because it feels so good you have to let people know.
“I think I’m going to cum, daddy.” I moan out to him.
“Yes, that’s right baby girl, cum all over your daddy’s cock. Does that feel soo so good. I can’t wait to cum in you too.” He responds to me.
I start to feel a warm gush of my own bodily fluids release out of me and I’m cumming so much on my daddy’s cock. If this is what sex feels like then my mom was right and rape doesn’t exist. This is what I want women to experience every day. This is how it should be. It feels so fucking good.
I’m all of a sudden filled with such joy to be a woman. I want to be used by every man in this audience if it means I can keep feeling this amazing feeling every day. I moan out into what feels like my second orgasm coming on.
My dad flips my body back into a doggy position and I am now facing the audience up and close so that everyone can see my face. I continue moaning in this position. The feeling is different now, but still so good. I feel like I’m going to cum but with a different kind of orgasm. I feel his balls hit into my clit. He’s so deep. His tempo has sped up and he’s drilling into me passionately. His muscles tense up and he grunts.
He announces loudly to the audience, “I’m going to cum in my daughter, Nicole Linwood and she is now deemed no longer a virgin, but property of our community here. I am honored to have brought her into this world as a baby and I’m honored to bring her into this community as a woman…” His words trail off and he moans. He grabs my hips and pushes them all the way against his body until I can feel his cock hitting the walls of my vagina. He cums because I can fill my pussy filling up and getting wetter and the next thing I know I’m cumming again too. The audience starts to cheer and clap and stand in ovation. Red roses get tossed on stage and I hear my mom cheering us on. My eyes open to scan the audience for her and our eyes meet and we both smile at each other. She knows we both got lucky to have a wonderful man in our lives that treat us with respect, dignity, and especially with pleasure. My dad turns me around and stands me up and kisses me for 6 more seconds and this time I’m kissing back and sliding my tongue into his mouth. He holds onto me and I still hear the crowd losing it. He moves his lips to my forehead and releases. He lays me back on the bed for his next announcement.
“I now pronounce my daughter to be property of our community and free to use. Now that I have brought her into womanhood, she is open for business.” He laughs inviting men from the audience onto the stage. My pussy tenses up at the amount of men who line up on the stairs of the stage. I lift my head up and I see other men getting out of their seats waiting for a chance to get in line. There has to be over 20 men that are now roped around the theater with even more men getting up to join. I see rows and rows of men standing up and turning in my direction. I guess this is what they meant by this ceremony lasts a long time.
I breathe in and out, but this time with excitement because if I have an entire night of that feeling, those orgasms then I say sleep can wait until the morning.
I sit up and get on my knees turning my ass up in the air to face the line of men. I see one man at a time approaching me. This goes on for hours. I know my place as a woman and I understand why this tradition continues. This is amazing. I love being a woman and I love being the property of this community.
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