I have to start by telling you that I’ve never met my father before; but, that’s been okay, especially since my brother is the most important man in my life. My brother is my protector, hero, and lover. And, he’s all I need. But my trip to the doctor this week changed a couple of things; I was able to meet my father for the first time…just in a surprising way. My regular physician was out for vacation, and he had one of his friends from a neighboring hospital fill in for him. I didn’t really care; I mean, ‘female exams’ are all the same, right?
I disrobed and hopped up on the table, taking a deep breath and then sitting back. The man who entered was nice looking, maybe in his 40s, with a touch of grey around his temples. I thought he was attractive. And, while he began the procedure, I kept staring at his face; the weird thing was that he was staring right back! I finally confessed, “You look a lot like my brother.”
Apparently, that’s all he needed. He stroked my breasts, looking for lumps, and said, “Honey, I wanted to tell you since I saw your file. I just didn’t know how…” He searched for the words, “I’m your father.” I was shocked; Mom had never talked about him or even shown me a picture. Of course, I hadn’t really ever persistently asked about him, either. His grip on my breasts was intensifying and he gently pinched my nipples. I knew that was not part of the routine exam.
He said, “I’m sorry,” but his hand did not move. I told him that it was okay, that my brother and I are in love but I still fuck other guys and girls. He licked his lips and said, “I can’t believe you’re my daughter. You’re so sexy.” Next, he rubbed his throbbing crotch against my inner thigh. He untied my gown and threw it to the floor, emboldened by the fact that I hadn’t pushed him away.
As fast as he could, he undid his belt and brought his cock out. I looked…yes, it had the same perfect shape, thickness as my brother’s dick. I kept thinking, “This is the man who gave me life and now he’s going to have sex with me.” He pushed himself on me with such great force that he had to cover my mouth in order to stifle my screams. The hard rush of his cock inside me made me instantly wet. He slid a couple of fingers inside my mouth and moaned; it was as if he wanted to penetrate all of my holes. Roughly, he flipped me over and I stood on the examination table. Grabbing my ass, he kept slamming his cock into me. He screamed that he wanted to make me pregnant, marry me… I knew he was lying; I could see the wedding band on his finger. But, I didn’t care. How often would I be able to fuck someone so perfect that they made myself and my brother?
