It’s true; we find love in strange places. And I am not ashamed to say that I’ve found true love with my father. Who are you to judge me? Is it my fault? I didn’t ask love to sweep me off my feet in a strange way.
I was 16years old when I lost my mum to a ghastly motor accident. The news was painful and we cried for days, but my father cried the more because he loved her dearly.
For over 2 weeks my dad cried and didn’t eat anything. He was acting strange, as though he was losing his mind. One night I heard him crying and went to console him. But as I held him and he cried in my arms, I can’t really say what happened, but in the wave of uncontrollable emotions, I and my dad started kissing.
It was wrong, but it felt right. And before we could know what was happening, were on the bed almost Nak3d. It was then that he got hold of himself and told me to leave his room.
For the next three days we didn’t talk to each other. But on the third night he came to my room, and we continued from where we stopped. We kissed for some time and it really got intense. But when he saw that I was still a virgin, he refrained from breaking me.
For the next one month, every night I would go to my father’s room; the matrimonial bed of my Dad and late Mother and have a romantic escapade with my Dad.
One night my elder brother caught us. He was so furious that he began to fight with our dad. He threw our dad on the floor and started landing several blows on him. I kept shouting, crying and pleading that he should leave him but he hit him the more. It was when I saw blood oozing from our fathers’ mouth that I hit my brother with an iron on the head and he fell but never woke up.
It wasn’t my intention to kill him, but what was done had already been done. We buried him that night and went to the police to declare my brother missing.
Tha didn’t stop the romantic escapade of I and my dad. Now we had more freedom to do whatever we wanted to do without interference. We did everything, but he never broke me since I was not yet 18 years. We continued our romance and eventually fell in love. We resolved that I will lose my virginity when I turned 18years.
It was my 18th birthday, the day that officially welcomed me into womanhood and the day I’ve been waiting for to lose my virginity. People always advice that it’s best to lose your virginity to someone you love and want to spend the rest of your life with. That’s why I decided to lose my virginity to my father. So on my 18th birthday, I gave my virginity to the man I love- my father.
We are making plans to travel out of the country where no one knows us, because we plan to get married and don’t want people judging and cursing on us. I didn’t plan it this way, but this is my life now. And I plan to spend the rest of my life with the man I love- my father.
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