Dad's drunken mistake give me a big problem

Dad came home drunk and did something he shouldn't have done.

Growing up my parents had their fights like most married couples I think. I was never really close to my dad maybe because he drank to much, and it made mom get upset then the fight would start with yelling and screaming as my belly would feel like I was sick they were going to split up. I guess I was around 12 when things seemed to all but go away, with dad only getting drunk maybe once a year, and mom not bitching at him about it only being that often. I guess what got me through the days when dad was drinking, was my two brothers getting into bed with me. They are younger and the fight got them very upset as well.

Mom worked at a place where dad said old people go to die. Maybe he was right because our grandma went into a place like that, not the one that mom worked at, but a month later she died. Mom was very upset saying she should sue that place for not caring for her mother. I didn't know much about it, but our grandma died on a piece of food is all I know. I miss her cookies she would make us when we went to see her, but I was much younger back then. I never knew my grandpa or my dad's parents, so losing grandma made me very sad.

Things changed around our house when mom changed jobs working in a hospital now, and at times I would get home from school with the old woman next-door saying that my mom got called in, or had to work so she was there to watch over us. She was nice but a bit bossy. I wasn't allowed to go out to play or see my friends, until my homework was done. She was a retired school teacher. Dad did things for her like one last summer he painted the whole outside of her house to pay her back for helping us. Dad said it would have been cheaper to pay her by the hour, but mom told him he had nothing better to do.

My bed was getting to have a hole in the middle where I sleep, and mom said I would get a new one soon, well soon never seemed to be coming anytime soon. I remember it was a Friday night and I was close to my 15th birthday when I rolled over with something poking me just above my hip making me bleed. I got up putting a bandage on the small cut on my side. I had blood on my nighty and on my panties, so I put them in the dirty clothes putting on a clean nighty, and went to tell mom what happened but she was at work, and the old woman was sleeping on our couch. So I went to mom and dad's bed climbing in going asleep.

I remember feeling the bed move then a arm going around me when I was kissed on my cheek. It was dad and I could smell the booze on him, as I thought mom is going to be pissed at him again. As I stayed still he spooned with me from behind with his cock being pushed against my ass then lower, and before long he was sliding it against my pussy not going in, but just the same it was against me and touching the spot I loved to rub to make myself feel so wonderful. His hand cupped my breast which felt good, but I said maybe not loud enough " Daddy please don't." He didn't stop, and if anything was rubbing me harder. I felt a shudder go through my body as between his fingers pinching my nipple and his cock rubbing my spot that I couldn't believe just how good it felt, oh so fucking good.

Then it happened. He pulled back and with one hard push he went inside my pussy breaking my hymen, as he started fucking me as I had my head face first in the pillow screaming in pain. It hurt so fucking much, as daddy rammed his cock deep in me, as he slid his hand down rubbing my spot as he said " Cum for me honey, fucking cum on my cock sweetheart." He has never called me honey or sweetheart, but he does call mom that. Fuck it was starting to feel better, and the more he rubbed my spot the more my hips as if they had a mind of their own, started pushing back on him a with my excitement was growing in me, until it peaked with me coming on what my dad was doing to me. This went on for a long enough for me to cum on daddy one more time, before daddy grunted he was coming. His hand was holding me tight to him even thou I did try to pull away. He moaned " Honey you were so hot and tight tonight I loved it. He kissed my neck before rolling over going to sleep.

I went to the bathroom seeing spots of blood and lumpy white stuff coming out of me which had to be daddy's cum. My girlfriends said you can't get pregnant the first time so I wasn't worried about it, and hell I had only started having my period maybe 6 or so months ago, and it was hit and miss. I cleaned up pulling on a pair of panties with my last clean nighty as there was blood on this one now as well. The old woman was gone so I got on the couch going to sleep.

The next morning mom came home going to bed around 6 in the morning, and I got up around 7, with dad and my brothers soon after. Dad was the same as anytime he had been drinking. Sitting at the table with a cup of coffee telling us to be quiet. I made breakfast for everyone, and once my brothers ate they went and got dressed before going out the door slamming it behind them. I said " Daddy how was your night at your brothers?" He moaned " I drank it much. I'm going to lay down." I could see dad's head was hurting, so I dropped the pan in the sink so he would feel just a bit of the pain he made me feel last night.

Well I was getting up in the odd morning not feeling to good, and even throwing up now and again, then I feeling would go away. It was just mom and me one morning when she said " Your just about 15, so I think I should get you on birth control pills just in case you don't have a problems, but if or when your ready to have sex I still want you to used a condoms." I felt a little sick again this morning, as I said " Mom do you and dad use condoms?" She smiled and said " No honey, after I had your twin brothers I had my tubes tied, so I can't get pregnant anymore, why do you ask?" " Oh I was just wondering that's all."

I guess it was 3 weeks later mom took me to the doctor to have me put on birth control pills, on the way she asked " Have you had sex with any boys yet?" I thought well dad isn't a boy, so I said " No mom, I don't even have a boyfriend and don't want one." She said " Well that's good, don't be in any kind of rush honey, and only have sex when your ready to have sex." I didn't say a word about what happened with dad that night, what about 4 months back.

The doctor looked me over then she called my mom in asking her to sit in the chair. I was sitting on the table when she said " It's a bit late for birth control pills seeing how your daughter is about 15 to 16 weeks pregnant." Mom went to stand but her leg gave out as she hit the chair. My head was spinning to where I had to lay back on the table. The doctor then said " There seems to be only one option, and that's for your daughter to have the baby as it's pass the point where it's safe to abort the baby." I can't say I really heard much after that ,with my mind thinking so many things, as I was told to dress.

On the way home mom pulled into a empty parking lot with her crying to hard to drive, as she turned to me asking " Who the fuck is the boy, and why did you lie to me about having sex?" I started crying as I said to my mom " Mom it was dad." She stopped crying as she yelled " I will kill that fucker. He touched my little girl, I won't have it." " Mom he didn't know, he thought I was you." Mom looked shocked as she said " How? I mean how could he think you were me?" I told her what had happened, and how I never said anything to anyone about it. Mom give me a hug saying she was so sorry, and that I should've told her.

At home she took dad into the basement with us kids told to stay upstairs. We could make out voices, but not what was being said. When dad came up stairs he asked me to come with him. We went to the car out back in the garage as he said " I can't tell you how sorry this happened to you, and how much I love you. We know you will have to go through with having the baby, and your mom and me will either help you in every way, or if you will agree we will raise the child as our own. You don't have to decide now, but give it a lot of thought, and about what will be best for the child, because raising a child as a single person is very hard. At your age it very very hard thing to do." I moved over giving my dad a kiss on his cheek before saying " I love you daddy, and I will think about it long and hard but daddy I don't know if I should tell you this, but you when you did what you did, you were my first and only, and you give me orgasms and we made this baby in love and nothing else. I love you daddy and always will, but please no more drinking." We hugged before going in with mom giving me a hug saying " When your ready let us know."

I'm now 8 plus months with a basket ball in my belly, but I have decided that this is my child and I want my baby, with mom and dad helping me raise my baby. I will tell the hospital that the father is unknown, so daddy won't get in trouble. Daddy loves to rub my belly with oil when no one is around, and I have to say I do get turned on when he does that. I have been wondering what it would be like if daddy and me did it again, but without him being drunk this time.