Washing This Dirty Girl Clean
I guess you could say I have been a very naughty girl from a very young age. What can I say, I have just always liked to fuck. One thing is for sure, Daddy’s don’t like sluts for daughters and I found that out the hard way.
I was in my early teens at the time. I had snuck out with a few of my girlfriends to go to a party with the seniors. We were all dressed in our tightest, shortest, “most grown-up” dresses in a desperate attempt to ourselves looks older. We already had a reputation with the guys at school and we needed to look hot if we wanted to keep it.
It was just like any other party. We danced, drank, and fucked. Stumbling back through my bedroom window at dawn turned out to be much harder than I had thought it would be. As I hit the hardwood floor, my father rushed in to find his drunk, whore of a daughter crawling to her feet. I was so scared and I had never seen him so angry.
I remember he grabbed me by my hair and pulled me down the hall to the bathroom.
He stripped off my dressed and turned the shower on cold. In just my tiny thong, I shivered under the water as my daddy washed my tight young body. I noticed he was paying special attention to my perky tits and sliding his hands under my thong to touch my smooth pussy. He told me what a dirty girl I was and how he was going to teach me what happened to dirty little sluts. He shoved his large fingers into my tight holes, “cleaning” me. I couldn’t help but get turned on feeling him pounding in and out of me. Before I knew it, my legs began to shake and I felt the rush of an orgasm taking over. He turned off the water and threw me a towel. We never spoke of that night again.
