My first time
#30 of Cub
This is a story about my first time.
_ English is my third language, please correct me if I am using Chinese-style English. Please feel free to comment ^_^ _
My first time
** My heart beat faster and faster as my father's snake face came up to me. He leaned up and kissed me on the cheek, "Daughter, How does it feel?" he asked concernedly. After my mother passed away when I was eight, my father worked hard in order that he might support me.**
A dusky blush rose to my cheek, "Daddy, I felt a little painful," I replied shyly. I dared not look him in the face, he was thirty already but still very handsome. As we spoke, our snake tongue flicked from side to side.
"Daughter, open wide for me to see."
I opened as wide as possible. He inserted two fingers into me slowly. "Pain!" I gasped and pulled his fingers out.
His eyes were strangely compelling and his voice was deep and mellow, "Let me get you a pain-killer."
After my father left my bedroom, I sat on the bed slowly. Hopefully tomorrow morning I still could go to school. I checked the time, already ten o'clock but I was wide awake now. Five minutes later, my father appeared again with a glass of water and a Panadol. "Daughter, tomorrow morning can go to school?"
I gulped down the Panadol and emptied the glass. "I don't know, daddy," I thanked him heartily.
"Don't force yourself, I suggest you take a medical check-up."
"I'm alright...ouch..."
"Sorry daughter, it's my fault," father hastened to apologize.
"No daddy, it's not your fault. I'm loving it, really," I looked at him and tried to smile.
We glanced at each other. "Your eyes really looked like your mother," father said at last. He passed his hand across my forehead. "You must sleep now, I'll switch off the light. Good night."
"Wait, I need to go to the washroom first. I'll off the light later."
Father smiled as he picked up the empty glass. After he left the room, I stood up slowly and headed for the washroom. Ouch, the pain attacked me again. It was difficult for me to fight back my tears, I had to walk gently. Finally I finished business, toilet flushed, pussy cleaned and hands washed. Now I hoped the pain killer worked, I yawned as I flipped the switch. I never locked my door because I trusted my father.
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I awakened early by the alarm clock in the morning. Still feeling pain but not so much anymore, I was glad that I could walk properly again. After finished business in the washroom and tidy up my room, I headed for the kitchen.
Putting on an apron, I took out some eggs and hams from the refrigerator.
"Morning daughter. Sleep well?"
"Morning daddy. Yes but still a little painful."
Father began to make coffee while I was preparing the food. He caressed my cheek with his furry hand, "Later we'll visit a friend, I'll inform you teacher now," he said softly.
"Daddy, is he going to hurt me? I'm scared."
"No pain, no pleasure. You must suffer torments before you can get the pleasures. Remember don't struggle or bite him, relax and let him do his job."
After we finished the breakfast, my father helped me to clean the kitchen. Luckily we did not need to wear anything, thus no need to wash clothes; but still need to wash the bed sheets once a week.
"Come, let's go," father said with a smile. Finally the torment moment has come. I entered my room and began putting on simple makeup. This was my first time and I tensed slightly.
While inside the car, I let my mind wandered. I was excited and scared. What would he do to me? Would I bleed? How painful would it be? Finally father parked his car in front of a hotel.
"Remember daughter, be bold and be strong, you're not a little girl anymore. Once the pain is over, you'll feel the pleasure."
Father led me to a small building beside the hotel. "Daddy, we're anthro, why bring me to a human?" I complained.
"He's a good guy and he'll be nice to you, he also liked anthro."
We entered the building, father showed a young lady his name card and she asked us to enter a room.
"Remember don't bite him, our teeth are much sharper than humans," father joked.
Once I entered the room, I gulped. There were so much torturing devices. Some drills hanging above the chair, a syringe with a long needle on the table, it was about three inches long, my guessed. A strange odour reeked in the area, and in one corner was a spilled bottle. Not long after I entered the room, a handsome guy appeared and asked me to sit on the chair.
"You're Ms Wendy? Don't be afraid, now please open..."
There were no reasons for me not to worry as I was sitting under the weird drills. I opened for him to see. "Ah, so beautiful. Ok, don't close," he turned around to pick up the syringe, immediately I was shaking like a leaf.
"Relax, Ms Wendy. First time is always painful. With this, you won't feel the pain as I enter you," he said with a smile. I nodded and gave an involuntary smile.
The syringe entered me and injected me with weird medicine. I controlled myself not to bite him. He withdrew the syringe and threw it into a recycle bin. Soon I felt numb and dizzy. He turned back to me and I saw him inserting something into me - first finger, then second finger. In a while, I felt a sharp pain from inside and I gasped. And then I saw his hand moving in and out of me, I almost raised my hands to stop him from hurting me anymore. Finally he pulled his hand out, blood covered his middle and second fingers. He took white cotton and entered me again, placing the cotton on my wound to stop the pain and bleed. In fact I did not feel painful anymore.
"Alright, it's done. Unlike humans, your hole will be healed after one week and a new tooth shall grow again."
I thanked him and left the room. My first time was over.
"Thanks doctor. Last night we ate crabs and my daughter broke her tooth accidentally, and also got a little fever."
"It's ok now. Remember don't eat anything on that side for two weeks. I'll give you a MC."
That was my first time having a tooth extracted.
The end.