Where it happened: cruise ship
Langauge: english
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
When I was sixteen, I was a little plump, but very cute. I adored my dad–he and my mom had been divorced for years, and I loved the summers I could spend with him. This summer, he announced he was remarrying–a women he met through work. He explained he had been lonely and wanted a companion. He announced we would be going on a cruise together after their honeymoon so that I could meet her.
I was devastated. They booked my room right next door to theirs, and we ate all of our meals together and went to the shows. I was cold to Irma, interrupting her, trying to show my dad how stupid she was. She actually was a beautiful woman in her forties–with small breasts, a trim waste, green eyes, and long red hair. She made me feel awkward–with my huge breasts (36d) and pudgy waste. My dad was smitten–I could hear their sexual events through the wall of the cabin, and it made me sick.
One day of the cruise, my dad went ashore, but I stayed back. I thought Irma had joined him, but she had stayed back to confont me about my behavior.
She knocked on my door, and when I opened it, I was surprised to see Irma. She asked, “May I come in?” I said, “what for?” She said, “we need to talk, little lady.”
and she pushed past me.
Irma started telling me exactly how she felt about my behavior. She was wearing her bikini and a cover up, but she kept pulling nervously at the zipper in front. She said she had hoped we could be friends, but if we couldn’t she would keep my dad from me, because she had something he needed–and then she actually said it–her pussy.
I covered my ears–how could she be saying that to me. She told me that she I should understand the power of the pussy as she slapped me across the face. It stung. Then she pulled at my robe, ripping it from me, exposing my nakedness. She laughed–“you fat girl, look at those huge tits–they are like udders!” The she pulled off her cover up and revealed her own size b tits–“these are what your father likes, you sow”.
She told me that she was going to teach me the power of her pussy, and she pushed me on the bed. I became wet between my legs, so excited–I was embarrassed. She pushed me down and jammed her fingers into my vagina. ‘Virgin territory, I see–no wonder you are jealous. Relax, and let me show you what you will never have with your father”. She placed her mouth on my tits and licked them and bit them, and she moved her fingers (now four) in and out of my pussy. I cried out, but she was relentless. My body shook as I orgasmed. Irma laughed at me again. She said, “now suck my tits:, and I obliged. She then pushed my face to her pussy and taught me how to lick and suck her clit. After she came, she laughed at me again, saying “now you like Irma just like your father”. I cried because she was right. She picked up my hairbrush from the night stand and hit me across my butt while she squeezed my tits again.
From then on, I was Irma’s bitch whenever she wanted me, even after I was married. I loved Irma’s punishment and i miss her.
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