Masturbating in Front of Dad

My father is in his 60's, and is a doctor. I am 19, and since my mother moved to Europe when I was six, it's just been he and I together. We are extremely close, and have always had an emotionally intimate relationship, with flirtatious undertones, but until the other night, nothing blatantly sexual.

I live at home and commute to a nearby college, and don't have a boyfriend at the current time; I am also a virgin. I have always felt free to talk about sexual matters with my dad, but the other night, I was feeling especially daring, and had been extremely horny all day long, with no chance to relieve my pussy of its ache. I was trying to study my Biology notes on the parlor sofa, but was unable to concentrate. My dad asked me if I wanted to watch a movie with him after I finished studying, and suddenly I burst out to him that I couldn't concentrate on anything, not my studying, and not a movie either.

He sat down beside me and asked me why, of course, and I actually confided to him that I really, really needed an orgasm, that I hadn't had one for days, and would he mind if I took a break with my vibrator, which he knew I had one, but had never seen me use it. To my great shock and delight, he offered to go upstairs and get it, and bring it down to the parlor, so I could use it right there. I felt an immediate reaction in my pussy, my whole crotch seemed to swell and get heavy with this unbelievable engorgement in my clitty, and the ache became almost painful. I could only nod, as my tongue suddenly felt too thick for my mouth, and I watched my dad get up with a small smile and go upstairs to my room, returning a minute later with my vibe, which I always keep by my bed.

He plugged it in near the sofa and handed it to me, while I sat there motionless, unable to speak. He said, 'Well?' and I burst into an explosive giggle, which made him chuckle as though he were enjoying this. He said, 'Would you like to lay with your legs up over the sofa arm, or some other way. . .?' and I saw that this wasn't a joke, he was absolutely serious about my masturbating right there, and since he sat down on one end of the sofa, it was apparent that he intended to watch, if I was willing to do it in front of him.

In that moment, I had never wanted anything more in my life. I have never felt so erotically thrilled or excited. When I stood up, my crotch felt so heavy, it seemed like it was hanging down low like a man's full testicles. I immediately pulled my pants and panties down, and stepped out of them completely, tossing them on a nearby chair, then flopped onto my back on the sofa, spreading my legs and raising them up, with my calves resting on the arm of the sofa that was opposite the end my father was sitting at.

I turned it on high, and started touching it to my swollen pussy lips, which made me gasp with unbearable delight, then running it around and above my fluttering and engorged clitty, moaning softly, already almost incoherant with lust at the excitement of having my dad right beside me, watching all this, seeing my naked pussy, which I had recently waxed, so it was all pale and smooth and puffy. I heard him make a soft, growling sound in his throat as he got up and moved to the floor beside me, and to my mounting delirium, he began to caress and fondle my left thigh and leg, which was next to him.

I was crying out, moaning, buzzing and jiggling my clitty, while my dad's strong warm hands were gently fondling and squeezing my inner thigh and leg. He naturally started adding tender, sensual kisses to his fondling, which made my arousal skyrocket even more. In my wildest fantasies, I had never imagined anything this good! I started whimpering, 'Daddy, Daddy . . .' and that is when I felt one of his big warm hands cup my left butt cheek in such a way that his fingers were touching my anus, and he ever so delicately let his fingertips flutter against my butt hole as his hand gently squeezed my ass cheek. This, combined with the strong vibrations that were now directly against my sweetly itching, wantonly throbbing clitty, was all it took to send me crashing over the edge of the most intense, drawn out series of mind blowing multiple orgasms I have ever had.

I thrust and bucked my ass and pussy like someone possessed, and my voice rose to a long, wailing scream that raised the rafters, followed by harsher screeches as the orgasms peaked and peaked again. My legs were convulsing, my back was arched, I was grunting more shamelessly than I ever had, and I was glorying in this like never before, while my dad's fingers kept diddling my butt hole and thus rocking out my climax to an unheard of length and intensity. When it finally started to subside, my cries and grunts became bursts of joyous astonished laughter, and my dad laughed with me, then to my horror, began to tickle my anus, which became horrendously sensitive now that the orgasms were over, and I began bucking and thrashing again, desperately shrieking, between hysterical giggling, 'No, no, Daddy, please don't, no, I am BEGGING you!!!' and so, laughing that deliciously wicked laugh of his, he had mercy on me and took his fingers out of my crack.

Neither of us have felt uneasy or embarrassed about it since; we have talked about it with humor and deepest affection, and I have no idea if it will ever happen again, but I hope so, as it was the best orgasm I have ever experienced. It felt so gloriously natural and so sublimely erotic, and the nasty-sweet thrill of it was so abandoned and wild, it was sexual heaven. I loved it, and even if it never happens again, it is definately a measure that I will hold to all sexual relationships I may have in the future.

Interestingly, I have no desire to be fucked by my father. I would like to have the experience repeated that we shared the other night, though. Having my butt hole diddled gently and my ass cheek held and squeezed while my clitty was being jiggled is the sweetest sensation of bliss I can imagine. Whether my father does it or some other man, I am sure to want some of that again.