Warning: This is the seventh chapter in a long, sometimes slow, edgy and very kinky incest tale. Each chapter builds on previous chapters. This story contains topics such as small breast fetish, female and male domination/submission, cuckoldry, spanking, voyeurism, exhibitionism, cross-dressing, feminization, panty fetish, sissification, embarrassment/humiliation, masturbation, father/daughter, mother/son, and bi-sexuality. It is not intended to be a "Quick Read", but rather a shocking and detailed look at the way two kinky people find each other, the way their relationship blossoms and the experiences they enjoy and endure.
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The next several months were filled with fun and excitement the likes I have never experienced before. We did things, went places and I spent a lot of time with Patty's father. PJ and I played golf and went to ball games -- I even rescued him one evening when he had too much to drink at an evening dinner party. Things were going well; I was happier than I'd ever been in my life and most of all, Patty and I were falling deeper and deeper in love.
Sexually, Patty and I were remarkably compatible. Patty bathed me in love, affection and understanding. She was sympathetic and perceptive about my kinks, fetishes and secret desires, and she was truly excited about helping me experience those things which I had previously been ashamed to explore. Much of that was because Patty and I shared many of the same kinky desires and it was easy to confide and trust in her. Patty's interest in sex was as high as mine and she was always willing to try something new and experiment with me. I learned that Patty was one of those people who got extreme joy from pleasing others and that fact shone through into our sexual relationship day after day. Patty was even interested and turned on by anal play, and it became a major part of our sexual activity. There was just one minor drawback: no fucking.
The morning after our first date -- that day when she'd come over so early in the morning and slipped into bed next to me, we'd taken a shower and were eating breakfast when I did the responsible thing and brought up the subject of birth control. Surprisingly, Patty told me she'd never used any. When I asked her if perhaps we should discuss it and decide on what we might use, Patty laid the bombshell on me. She was a virgin. I mean a real virgin -- nothing had ever penetrated her vagina.
I initially found it hard to believe someone with the sexual prowess Patty held could really be a virgin, but it turned out to be the truth. She explained it all in detail, but it comes down to this: Patty had promised her father that she'd remain a "real virgin" until her wedding day. I could see the anxiety and fear in her face when she told me the whole story, but, honestly - it was totally fine with me. In fact, I felt proud knowing my cute, little, A-cup angel had never been fucked before.
I tried to tell her it wasn't a problem for me, but she went on and on promising that she'd take care of me with handjobs and blowjobs and anything else I wanted as long as it didn't include fucking. She'd given her word and made a promise, and she wasn't going to disappoint her Daddy.
Believe me, having been on the receiving end of her blowjobs and her handjobs already, I can tell you right now they were world-class and I wasn't at all worried about not having intercourse with her. She promised me I could have all the panties I wanted from her, adding she would please me in any way I desired..... except that.
I stopped Patty as she listed all the things she'd do to keep me sexually satisfied. "Patty," I said, "Its okay. Don't make such a big deal out of it. Actually, I think it's kinda cool."
"But I don't want you sneaking around my back or going anywhere else for sex." Patty explained. "I don't want you going out to look for some girl to fuck just because I can't make love to you like that."
I finally had to wrap my arms around her and physically hug her so tight that she stopped talking before I could get her to hear what I was saying. "Look," I said to Patty, "do you hear me complaining? As long as we can do other things, and as long as you'll still let me love you in other ways, you have my solemn oath I won't cheat and I won't ever try to take your virginity from you."
So, during those first few months, our sexual relationship including everything except fucking. One of my biggest turn-ons was simply looking at her naked body. She would let me undress her -- and as I removed each piece of clothing, I would endlessly hug and kiss her. Sometimes, I would suckle at her tiny nips for thirty minutes at a time while she slowly jacked my cock, or while I masturbated myself. Eventually, though, she would always end up lying down with her legs spread so I could pay homage to her panty encased pussy. There were times when these play sessions would last hours -- she would have multiple orgasms as I licked, sucked and kissed every inch of her body.
Understanding of my panty fetish, she would always let me eat her pussy with her panties on until she'd had a few orgasms and her panties were saturated with her natural juices. Then, once she was ready to have me take them off, she would pull her knees up to her chest, open her legs and let me stare at her virgin pussy while I stroked my cock and blew my load all over her.
I could see the enjoyment in her face as she pulled her hairless lips apart so I could look down into her pussy to see her unbroken hymen. I couldn't even begin to count how many times she'd spread herself open and let me gaze at her flawless pussy while I jerked my cock. It was such an intimate and amazing thing to see -- the thin membrane of her cherry stretched across her vaginal opening. It wasn't solid, you know..... there was a tiny hole in the middle of her cherry smaller than the size of a dime, and when I went down on her, I was always careful I didn't get too rough, and when I touched her pussy, I never tried to put my finger in past the point where I felt her hymen.
Patty and I had long talks about what we liked sexually and what we fantasized about. She really liked showing herself off, giving and receiving oral sex, masturbating and role playing a naughty school girl. I made sure I kept Patty sexually happy, too, and I took the opportunity to expose her when it was safe to do. Over time, though, I finally discovered Patty's most secret fantasy of all -- the thing that always led her to an overwhelming orgasm of biblical proportions..... and that is -- Patty loved to be erotically spanked. She dreamed of it..... and even the briefest reference to giving her a spanking would elicit a strong reaction from her.
Her eyes would light up when we talked about spankings and she told me all her favorite spanking fantasies; like being bent over the teacher's desk and having her skirt lifted in front of the whole class so she could be spanked in front of them. At first, she was ashamed to tell me about her spanking fetish, but, the more we talked about it and the more I spanked her, the more she opened up and I became an expert in giving her what she longed for. It wasn't so much that Patty wanted to be painfully spanked as much as she wanted to be lewdly exposed and put in incredibly compromising positions where she had no choice other than to go along. I wouldn't call Patty submissive at all -- in fact, quite the opposite -- she was very dominant.... but, when it came to her spankings, Patty role played the naughty, submissive school girl to perfection.
Here's an example: One night we were at a bar, just spending time with each other. As it got later and we'd had a few beers, we ended up in the back of the bar, playing pool as partners with two guys we'd never met before on one of the three pool tables. Patty inadvertently scratched, sending the queue ball into the corner pocket and causing us to lose our turn. Jokingly, I told her if she scratched again, I'd have to spank her bare butt. After I said it, Patty's eyes opened wide and she sassily replied, "Oh, No! A bare bottom spanking? Right here in front of all these guys? You wouldn't dare!"
