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 Author: Lost One
Title: Getting Prepared
Summary: A classic from the Horniest Place on Earth.  One of my all time
favorite Naked in School stories.  Danielle is worried about her upcoming
week naked in school.  She can depend on her family to be there for her. 
It took ten years, but I finally wrote a sequel to this ~sevispac.
Keywords: NiS, inc f/d b/s, Mf, MFmf
Date: 5_10_2017

   Disclaimer: This is a sexual fantasy.  The author does not advocate or
participate in underage sexual activities.  If you are offended by
pornography, for God's sake stop reading internet porn, you idiot.  If you
are underage and interested in sex, welcome to the human race.  This is a
fantasy, without consequences.  Real sex has consequences like pregnancy
(duh!), disease, and emotional devastation.  Don't ever let anybody talk
you into doing something you aren't ready for.  When you are old enough to
be ready, relish every minute.  But right now, get outta here, kid!  You
trying to get me in trouble?

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   Getting Prepared by `Lost One'

   It was Sunday morning, the weekend after the fourth of July. 
Normally, mom would be hassling my brother and me about getting ready for
Church, but last night she had decided we were going to have a stay-at-home
day, and so we had all slept late.  Church would be almost over by now, and
she stood at my door staring at me.  I was sitting on my bed, brushing my
hair, before I took off my nightgown and started dressing.

   "Danielle, are you worried about this Naked in School thing?"

   I looked back at her apprehensively.  What had brought that on?  "Yeah.
I mean, being naked and having guys stare at you," I shuddered a little,
"and touching you.  Sounds like a nightmare." I held the brush in my hands
and nervously started pulling hairs from the bristles.  "The stories about
those girls who had breakdowns scare me." I tossed the hairs into the
trashcan by my bureau.

   "I know," she said softly, "the stories worry me, too."

   I really didn't want to get into this discussion right now, I kept
hoping the administration would realize what a big mistake the whole thing
was, and shut down the NIS Program.  Plus, I'd read in the newspaper that a
group of parents were suing the school district to stop the program.  It
was a Federal program and they couldn't really stop it completely, but the
article said the parents wanted to stall implementation of the program for
as long as possible.  If they could put enough local roadblocks in the way,
stretching each one out in court, the parents in the lawsuit felt they
might be able to stall the local Program long enough for them to succeed in
getting the federal laws reversed.  I was rooting for them to succeed with
all my heart.Mom sighed.  "Honey, I've done some research on this..."

   Yeah, like I haven't?

   "And I think we need to come up with a plan to get you through the Naked
in School Program as smoothly as possible."

   Now I was worried.  Mom was well known in our family for her "creative"
solutions to problems.  Such as using Cool Whip to relieve the burning of a
sunburn ("it's cool, and coconut oil is good for the skin" were her
explanations), using two tablespoons of olive oil to relieve constipation
("it's really slippery," she said), using Alka-Seltzer to clean the toilet
("it has scrubbing bubbles, too"), and so on.  The odd thing was, they
usually worked.

   "I think you need to have a little practice in what the Program is
like."

   "What?" I was puzzled, just what had she come up with, this time?

   "Well, dear, when you were having all that trouble with math a couple of
years ago, you did a lot of at-home work with Daddy and me, practicing,
until you understood what the difficulty was and could easily solve the
problems."

   No.  She wasn't seriously suggesting...

   "I think we should have a practice NIS day here at home."

   "WHAT?" I stared at her, my eyes wide and mouth hanging open in
surprise. "You want me to be naked here at home, all day?"

   "Now take it easy, dear, that's not exactly what I had in mind.  I meant
we should give you the experience of being in school and doing the things
that you would be doing during the program."

   "WHAT?" I dropped my brush on the floor.  "HOW?  I don't understand."

   She came over and grabbed me in a hug.  Because I was still sitting, I
couldn't say anything more because my face was smothered against her belly.

   "Hush, dear, don't get all upset.  I just want to make sure your
Freshman year of high school isn't a disaster."

   Well, the only thing good about my first year in high school year was
that I wasn't going to be the only girl naked in the Program, every girl
and boy in the school was going to spend a week naked (but not all at the
same time).  So this year was going to be a disaster for everyone, not just
me.  At least I would have plenty of company.

   She let go of me and stepped over to the door, "DADDY!" I don't know
why, but she always calls Daddy that instead of by his name, like most
parents.

   A moment later he poked his head around the doorsill, "Yes?"

   "Danielle and I have decided that what she needs is a dry-run-through on
the school's NIS Program.  That way, she'll be acclimated to the program
before school starts; she'll know what to expect and how to react.  And
she'll know what's allowed and what's not allowed, so she won't
accidentally get into trouble doing something she shouldn't, or not doing
something she should."

   He frowned at mom, "What?"

   Mom sighed.  Mom's explanations sometimes took a while to figure out. 
"Remember our talk yesterday about the NIS Program?"

   "Oh, right." He stepped into my room.  "So what do you mean by
'dry-run'?"

   "Well, the only way to make her comfortable with the NIS Program is to
do it here at home."

   Dad and I stared at her.  Do the Program at home?  My stomach started to
sink.  I had a bad feeling about this.  Was she really going to make me go
naked at home?

   "First," she turned to face me, "Danielle, take off your nightgown."

   "Mooooommmm!" Oh, God, she was gonna make me go naked!

   She crossed her arms and stared at me.  "Honey, we're just in your room,
not in the living room or family room."

   I looked at her and knew she meant it.  And when she had that look, I
was doomed.  I looked from her to dad and back.

   "Oh, come on, Danielle, Daddy has seen you naked many times.  You used
to take baths together all the time.  He knows what you look like." And she
stared at me.

   Yeah, he had, but not since my periods had started when I was twelve.

   She was still staring, and I knew I was going to lose this argument, so
I slowly stood up.  I crossed my arms, grabbed the sides of my nightgown
and lifted it up and over my head.  I held it in front of my small boobs,
with part of it hanging down to cover my crotch.

   Mom sighed, and reached over to snatch the nightgown away from me. 
"Come on, Danielle, you know you aren't supposed to hide like that."

   My boobs were now completely exposed.  Fortunately, my crotch, and
pussy, were pretty well hidden behind my public hair, which was actually
very thick.

   Dad was staring at me with a "deer in headlights" look of astonishment.
He was as surprised as I was at what Mom was doing.

   Mom stared at me as well, but she had her head held at a slight angle.
She was studying my body, critically.  Then she smiled, "You've certainly
filled out over the last year, hasn't she Daddy?"

   Daddy blinked, and then cleared his throat.  "Yes, dear, she certainly
has."

   I knew I was blushing.

   "Well, then," Mom said, "might as well get started.  Danielle, you know
the NIS rules don't you?"

   I did, but I shook my head no, anyway

   She pursed her lips; she knew I was lying.  "Okay, the boys can look all
they want, they can even ask you to pose anyway they want, and you have to
do it.  If they want to touch you, they have to ask permission.  You can't
say no unless it is an unreasonable request.  And they can't ask you to
perform sexual acts."

   She turned to Daddy, "Well, what are you waiting for, you're supposed to
be a high school boy with a naked girl in front of you, what are you going
to ask her to do first?"

   Daddy still had that stunned look.  He licked his lips nervously, "Uh,
turn around."

   I looked at Mom, and she made a little spinning motion with her hand.

   I slowly turned.

   We stared at each other.

   "Oh, for goodness sakes," Mom said.  She stepped between us, forcing
Daddy to look at her.  "Daddy," she said very softly, "This is for your
daughter, please do this.  We don't want her getting into trouble like so
many of the girls did last year." I couldn't see Mom's face, but I knew she
was smiling from her tone as she said, "Daddy, just pretend you're back in
high school, and this very pretty little girl is in the NIS Program.  What
would you want to do, knowing she'll let you do almost anything you ask,"
She paused a moment and I saw her cup her hand gently against Daddy's left
cheek.  "Pretend it's the first day of school, you meet this pretty girl in
the hall, and she's in the Program."

   When she stepped back, Daddy looked different, more, I don't know,
interested?  And he looked at me differently, too.  I blushed again.

   Hesitantly, he stepped closer to me.  Then he crouched down so that he
was looking right at my boobs.  "So pretty," he whispered just barely loud
enough for me to hear.  My boobies turned red as the blush reached them. 
Did he really think my little boobies were pretty?  He reached out with his
right hand, but stopped just before he touched my left nipple.  "May I?" he
asked, looking up into my eyes.

   I was ready to bolt at that point, but where would I have gone? 
Besides, this was Daddy.  He was doing this because he loved me.  I nodded,
a brief jerk of my head.

   It was like a butterfly landing, his touch was so soft.  He circled the
nipple with his finger, gently rubbing the dark area surrounding my nipple.
It felt strange, but nice.  No one but me had ever touched my nipples as
gently.  Well, actually, no one had ever touched my nipples at all, except
Daddy when he was giving me a bath when I was younger.

   He continued stroking around my nipple, gradually moving in wide circles
until he had stroked my entire breast.  Which wasn't hard to do considering
my boobs were only about the size of half-lemons.  And I noticed my nipple
was hard.  How had that happened?

   He transferred his attention to my other breast and just as gently
stroked it.  Then he cupped them both in his hands.  I'd always thought
Daddy had strong hands, and watching them cover my little boobies made me
feel a little faint.  When he started stroking the nipples with his thumbs
while just as gently squeezing my boobies in his hands, well, that was a
delight I had never known.  I closed my eyes and concentrated on the good
feelings he was giving me.

   I was disappointed when he took his hand away from my left boob, but my
eyes shot open when I felt something very soft and wet stroke the nipple.
Oh, wow, now that felt real good.  I looked down as Daddy licked my boob,
then kissed the nipple, and then sucked the whole thing inside his mouth!

   I didn't know what to think, but I sure didn't want him to stop.  I
leaned forward, pressing my little boob into his mouth.  A warm feeling
started to make itself known down between my legs.

   Again, my eyes shot open as cold air hit my boob, to be replaced by his
hand as he started licking and then sucking my other boob.  He alternated
between them for a while.  At this point I couldn't have told you if he had
been doing this for ten seconds or ten minutes, although I figured it had
to be closer to the latter.  The warm feeling had spread up to my tummy.

   My knees were beginning to get shaky, and I guess Daddy noticed.  He
leaned back and smiled up at me.  "I think you'd better move over to the
bed before you fall down." I backed up to the bed and sat down.

   Mom was leaning against the doorframe of my room, an expression I have
never seen on her face.  She had her arms crossed just under her breasts.
It almost looked like she was rubbing her breasts with her arms, but that
couldn't be right.

   Daddy moved to between my knees and put his hands on my thighs as he
spread my legs wide while pulling me closer to the edge of the bed.  Holy
crap!  He was looking straight at my pussy!  I stared at the ceiling, too
embarrassed to look down at him.  I knew I was blushing again.  That warm
feeling got a little warmer, now that Daddy was looking down there.

   If I was this embarrassed when it was someone I know and trust doing it,
then I don't know how a girl could stand this kind of scrutiny at school,
at the gaze of total strangers.

   "Pull yourself open," came the whispered command.

   I didn't move.  I was too embarrassed to move.  How could I do something
like that?

   I heard my Mom clear her throat.  "Danielle," she said softly, "These
are the things you'll have to do at school."

   I took a deep breath and slowly moved my hands down to my crotch.  I put
my finger on either side of my pussy, and pushed towards my legs.  That, I
thought, would pull open the slit hiding my pussy and clit.  I was
surprised at how hot my skin felt down there.

   I could feel Daddy's breath hitting my skin and making my pubic hair
move.  Suddenly I realized I was wet!  When had that happened?  And why
hadn't I noticed it earlier?  And just as suddenly, I wanted to feel
Daddy's fingers there.  Did that make me a bad girl?  To want a boy to put
his fingers in my crotch?  No, make that for Daddy to put his fingers
there?

   A moment later I heard, "May I?"

   I nodded again, and then realized he couldn't see that, so I gave out a
squeaky, "Yes." Another time I would have been embarrassed at how my voice
sounded, but at this point I just wanted to know what it would feel like
for his fingers to stroke me there.  The heat between my legs was almost a
fire now; I wondered that Daddy didn't seem to be able to feel it.

   I wasn't disappointed at what Daddy did.  He slowly moved his hands up
my thighs -- geeze, he had never taken them away and I hadn't noticed - and
I felt his thumbs slid gently down the sides of my slit.  I was embarrassed
to realize that he had to have noticed that I was wet, and if he hadn't,
his thumbs gliding across the slickness there would certainly have informed
of that by now.

   He ran his thumbs up and down a couple of times, and then he ran his
finger right down the middle.  I couldn't help it; it just felt so good; I
pushed my hips against his finger.  Oh, I had to be a bad girl to do
something like that.  The fire between my legs grew with every stroke of
his fingers.

   He spent some time stroking me there, but the killer was when he started
stroking my clit.  Now, I'm not a prude, and my parents never gave me that
bull story about masturbation being evil, so I know how to give myself an
orgasm, but I can tell you that a self-induced orgasm is not the same as
one you get when someone else does it for you.  The fire turned into a
blaze and I could barely keep myself still as Daddy played with me down
there.

   I think I surprised everyone, including myself, when I started cumming.
I was clutching the bedspread in my hands; my legs were clamped tight
against Daddy's head and his hand.  I don't know how long it lasted, but
finally I had to climb up the bed, away from the glorious stroking finger.
I was gasping and crying at the same time.

   Gradually I realized Mom was cuddling against me, holding my head
against her chest, "It's okay, love, there's nothing to cry about.  It's
okay."

   "I'm fine, I'm fine," I gasped when I finally got enough breath.  "It
had felt so good," I added a moment later, and that I didn't know why I was
crying.  I looked around, and Daddy was standing beside Mom, and my brother
Brian was standing in the doorframe staring at all of us.  Well, actually,
he was staring at me.  Okay, to be precise, he was staring at the junction
of my widespread legs.  It was the first time he had seen me naked in many
years, so I guess it was a treat for him.  I started to get mad at him, and
Mom saw where I was staring.

   "Honey, get used to it.  He's going to be going to your school next year
and will have every opportunity to play with your body just like all the
other boys."

   I gasped.  I had never thought about that!  Had he seen Daddy giving me
an orgasm?  Would he want to touch me next year, to try to do what Daddy
had just done?

   "Daddy, that was very nice what you did for Danielle, but she still has
a way to go before she knows what the program is like.  It's your turn to
get undressed."

   Deer-in-headlights.  I had to giggle.  I also hadn't realized the
implications of what Mom had said.

   Mom sighed, "Daddy, you know that part of the program is that the boys
get to ask for relief at the start of each class and Danielle needs
practice in helping the boys get that relief.  So get undressed."

   If anything, the deer-in-headlights look got worse.  Finally, Mom
reached over and started unbuckling Daddy's belt.  It was only when she
pulled down daddy's underwear and I saw that great big erection of his that
I realized where this was going.  I knew about relief in the Program, it
meant the boy could masturbate at the start of class, or get a girl to help
him.  So, right now, Mom was going to have me play with Daddy's erect penis
until he had an orgasm.  To give me practice so I would do it right, when I
was in school.

   I was appalled.  And I was curious.  I had touched Daddy's penis many
times in the bathtub over the years.  He had always stopped me with the
admonishment that that was Mom's toy and if I wanted to play with it I had
to ask Mom for permission.  I had never asked because Mom always got mad
when I played with her things, so I knew the answer already.  But Mom had
just told me to play with his penis...

   It was huge.  And something that big was supposed to fit in me?  I
couldn't believe it.  Well, at least I didn't really have to worry about
that; Daddy wasn't going to be putting that monster in my little hole. 
Actual sexual contact, that is penis to pussy contact, was forbidden in the
Program.

   "Daddy, you sit on the bed, Danielle, you kneel in front of him."

   A moment later I was seeing Daddy's big penis up close, much closer than
I had ever seen it in the bathtub.  Well, that's not quite true.  Several
times, when Daddy had stood up in the tub to get out, his penis had been
rather close to my face.  But it had never been sticking straight up like
this before!  Nor had it been so big!

   Kneeling like this put the top of his penis slightly below my eye level.
I studied the head, which looked like a purple helmet on top of his long
shaft.  At the very top was a thin slit, which looked wet for some reason.
His balls were spread out below his penis on the bedspread.  I knew from
our bath times that when they were cold, they would pull up tight against
his body, so he must be hot for them to be stretched out like that.

   I guess I was taking too long, maybe Mom thought I was delaying things,
because she said, "Come on Danielle, take him in you hands, gently!"
Startled, I grabbed at it with both hands.

   It was so hard!  Yet at the same time so soft.  I started rubbing my
hand up and down the length of his penis.  What a strange feeling that was.
I noticed that there was a little drop of something at the tip.  It got
bigger every time I stroked up with my hands, I had to use both of them
because his penis was too fat around for one hand to hold.  When I ran my
finger over the top of it, spreading the drop around and making things
slicker, Daddy actually moaned, and said, "Oh man, that feels good!"

   Mom explained, "That drop is precum, clearing the way for the cum to
come." She giggled.  "It also lubricates things a little bit, to make it
easier on the girl." After a few more minor instructions on how to play
with a penis, including fondling the balls, Mom decided I was taking too
long.  "Remember dear, you only have five minutes at the beginning of the
class to help the boy.  So, give it a lick, like you were licking an ice
cream cone."

   I looked back at Mom.  She still had her arms crossed, but now I could
see she had her thumbs pressing on her nipples.  She was stroking them! 
Mom was getting off watching me play with Daddy's penis.  It made me feel a
little strange, a combination of proud that what I was doing was affecting
her, and nervous that I was going to do something she didn't want me to do
and make her mad at me.  The fading warm heat from my orgasm started to
build up again.  I noticed Brian was still at the door, and he had his hand
inside his pajama bottoms.

   "Go on, dear," Mom coaxed me.

   I leaned forward and tentatively licked the helmet.  I heard another
moan from Daddy.  It tasted a bit salty, but there was another taste there
as well, but I couldn't think what it was.  I licked it some more.  After a
few moments, Mom whispered, "Take it in your mouth, and be careful not to
hit your teeth."

   I was in the middle of a lick, so I just pulled down on his penis and
put the tip of it in my mouth.  Daddy moaned even louder.

   "Slide it in and out, suck it, like you suck a lollipop," Mom
instructed.

   I did that.  It felt weird.  I had to open my mouth as wide as I could
and even then it was difficult to get all of it to fit without nicking
Daddy with my teeth.  I had to fold my lips back over my teeth.

   It was much bigger than any lollipop I had ever tried, and I could feel
it rubbing the top of my mouth as well as sliding along my tongue.  Daddy
was making all sorts of incomprehensible noises, so I guess he liked what I
was doing.  It was kind of neat, knowing I could make Daddy make noises
like that.  Then I realized I had heard those noises before, only coming
from my parents' bedroom late at night.  Had Mom been doing this to Daddy
at those times?  It made my feel grownup to know I could do the same things
my Mom did.  My tummy was getting hot again.  I was still wet from before,
so I didn't know if I was getting any wetter.

   Suddenly Daddy started pushing his hips forward, forcing his penis
deeper into my mouth.  For a moment we were out of step as he moved forward
while I moved back, and then I moved forward while he moved back.  Finally,
I just held still and let Daddy push his penis in and out of my mouth.  I
tried not to scrape him with my teeth, but I know I did a couple of times.
I firmly gripped him with my hands, one above the other, so I had some
control over how deep he went into my mouth.

   "Oh, god, I'm cumming," Daddy abruptly called out.

   Someone put their hand on the back of my head, preventing me from
pulling back, as I felt a vein at the bottom of Daddy's penis begin to
pulse.  With each pulse a load of his cum spurted into my mouth. 
Unfortunately, my mouth was full, leaving very little room for anything
else.  I choked as I suddenly had far too much in my mouth for everything
to fit.  The hand on my head prevented me from pushing his penis out of my
mouth, and there wasn't any room around where my lips were sealed against
him to let it flow out that way.

   I started swallowing it as fast as I could.  It had a slick texture and
a salty flavor, but there was also another taste, like the precum drop I
had licked.  It wasn't bad, but I had nothing to compare it to.  After four
or five spurts, it stopped, but Mom whispered in my ear, "Keep sucking
until he stops you." I guessed it was Mom's hand holding my head in place.

   A moment later, I felt Daddy grab my head in his hands and he pushed me
off his penis.  "Enough," he gasped, "I can't take it anymore." Another
pant, "It's too sensitive now." I sat back on my legs for a moment and
looked at his penis, which was all red.  It was shrinking in size as I
watched.

   Mom said, "Good job, Danielle, you did that just fine." She ran her hand
over my hair.

   I was still dealing with the cum in my mouth, using my tongue to swish
around the inside of my mouth and swallow the little that remained.

   Brian must have made a noise, because Mom looked over at him.  She
frowned.  "You know, Danielle, this is going to be very hard on your little
brother." She sighed.  "He's going to see you doing all this stuff and,
well, being a boy he's going to be very turned on." She looked at me, "You
know what I mean?"

   Hesitantly, I said, "You mean he's going to have an erection a lot?" And
I wondered just where she was going with this.

   She nodded agreement.  "I think it would be best if we include him... 
we'll pretend he's just another student at the school, and not your
brother." She looked back and forth between us.

   Oh, god, she was going to let my brother look and touch me.  My first
reaction was resentment.  My little brother managed to get away with all
sorts of things that would, and had, landed me in trouble when I did them.
It wasn't fair.

   "I think we'll start with pretending that it's the start of class and he
needs your help."

   "Moooommm," I whined, "he's my brother!"

   "No, Danielle, for the rest of this NIS practice he is not your
brother." She fixed her patented "Mom" glare on me.  She could make flowers
wilt with that look; I had seen big men at the garage, grocery store, and a
dozen other places quail and hasten to do as she had told them, after she
fixed that look on them.  I was doomed.

   "He is not your 12-year-old brother, he is a Freshman at school, just a
boy who is scared that someone will notice he is looking and get him in
trouble."

   I sighed, defeated, "Okay."

   Less than ten seconds later his pajamas were on the floor, he was
sitting beside Daddy on the bed, and his little penis was sticking straight
up.

   I scooted over in front of him and moved closer.

   "Besides, honey, I think you'll find your brother closer to the reality
of what you'll find in your classes than Daddy is."

   Well, that was a relief.  Brian's penis was a lot smaller than Daddy's,
both in how fat it was and in length.  But smaller or not, it had the same
soft/hard feel that Daddy's did.  And Brian made the same moan when I
grabbed him.  I stroked him a couple of time, and saw the same bubble of
precum squeeze out the top of his smaller helmet head.

   I didn't wait for Mom to tell me, I knew what she would say anyway.  It
didn't matter that this was Brian, my brother, I was supposed to pretend it
was a stranger in my school.  And that was supposed to help?  Did Mom
really expect me to just grab and suck a guy's penis just because he was in
the NIS Program?

   I opened my mouth, leaned forward, and sucked on his penis.

   He groaned, thrust his hips forward, toward me, trying to push his penis
deeper into my mouth and I felt that vein at the bottom of his penis start
to pulse.

   I was startled at how fast it happened, but at least now I was somewhat
prepared.  On the plus side, his smaller penis meant I had more room in my
mouth, so I didn't choke or anything.  Oddly enough, even though his balls
were much smaller than Daddy's, I seemed to end up swallowing about the
same amount of cum.

   Like Mom had told me before, I continued sucking until he pulled away
from me.

   When I looked back at her, she was smiling happily, "There now, that
wasn't so terrible was it?"

   I shrugged.  I didn't want to admit it, but it had been kinda fun.  Guys
made such funny noises when they were cumming.

   "Okay, Daddy," Mom said, "It's time you showed Danielle some of the
other stuff that's allowed."

   I stared back at her over my shoulder.  There was more?

   She laughed lightly.  "Yes, dear, there's more to learn.  For one thing,
what you just did to the boys here, they can do to you."

   No, she couldn't mean that.  I mean, I didn't have a penis, so that
meant they would be sucking on my slit.  And how did that work?

   I found out, as just a few moments later I was laying on the bed with my
hips right at the edge, and Daddy had his face buried between my legs.  I
had thought him using his fingers was wonderful, but when his tongue
touched my clit I thought I had died and gone to heaven.

   I could feel his breath blowing against my crotch as he slid his tongue
up and down my slit.  I had never noticed how hard a tongue was.  I mean, I
just thought a tongue was this soft thing in your mouth, but somehow Daddy
made his as stiff as a finger, which he then used to flick back and forth
across that very sensitive little nubbin.

   And then he slid it lower and actually poked it inside my pussy,
wiggling it around inside me.  It was just like a small penis, probing into
my very wet hole, which was dripping fluid down my ass like a leaky faucet.
I had never dreamed that it could get as wet between my legs as it was now.

   And that wasn't all he was doing, his hands were caressing my boobs at
the same time, squeezing and teasing the nipples, sending crosscurrents of
heat throughout my body.

   The fire he was generating down there was even hotter than before. 
Every time his tongue touched my clit, I jumped.  It was like a little
shock of higher pleasure each time.  And the pleasure kept building and
building until I though my heart would burst.

   I wanted him to stop, because I was afraid I'd die if he didn't, and I
was afraid he would stop, and keep me from dying.  I was thrusting my hips
into his face, and I had both hands buried in his hair, pushing him to meet
my hips.  And still he didn't stop.

   It felt like my body just exploded.  I clamped my legs tight against my
Daddy's head and tried to push his whole head into my pussy with my hands.
I shook and shivered and the pleasure just rolled through me in waves, each
crest higher than the previous one.  My chest was so tight I knew I wasn't
breathing and I'm not too sure if my heart was beating.  And still the
pleasure came on and on, until, abruptly, everything turned black.

   I heard Brian saying, "Are you sure she isn't dead?"

   No, I thought, I'm not dead, but if I have to die, then that's the way I
want to go!

   "Yes, dear," Mom replied, "She's just fine.  She'll wake up in a minute
or so.  It felt so good she just fell asleep,." A moment later she added,
"Well, Daddy, I think you did alright there.  And I think you've set the
bar pretty high on what she's going to expect from any boyfriends she has
in the future."

   Daddy just laughed.

   "Mmmmmm" was all I managed to say.

   "Ah, she's awake now, aren't your honey?"

   "Muuum, humm," I replied.

   "Okay, honey, I think we've just about covered everything that is
allowed in the program," Mom said.

   Thank God for that, I don't think I could survive if there were any more
lessons.

   "Daddy just needs to show you what the boys aren't allowed to do in
school."

   What?  There didn't seem to be much left not to do, from what Daddy had
shown me already.

   "Come on, now, dear, open your eyes."

   I did so reluctantly.  I wanted nothing more than to go back to sleep.

   "Come on, sit up a bit.  You have to see this."

   I sighed heavily, and sat up just enough to brace myself on my elbows.
Daddy was standing between my legs, now, and he had another big erection.
Did Mom want me to suck on him again?

   "Okay, honey," Mom said.  "Pay attention." She looked down at me,
"Watch." She grabbed Daddy's erection (it looked much smaller in her hand
than it had in mine) and pulled him even closer to me.  I had to spread my
legs wider to give him room.

   "Under no circumstances are the boys allowed to take their penises and
rub them against you like this." Suiting actions to words she rubbed that
big helmet head of his penis up and down my slit.  I jumped, startled at
the contact.  Daddy, just took a deep breath.  I think he was startled,
too.

   "Dear, are you sure this is necessary?"

   "Of course I'm sure, Daddy.  If Danielle doesn't know the difference in
feel between a boy's fingers and a boy's penis, how will she stay out of
trouble?" And she kept rubbing Daddy's penis up and down the length of my
slit, stopping at the top to rub it against my clit.

   Amazingly, it felt like Daddy's tongue, only much, much bigger.  And I
felt that heat below my belly rekindle and start to grow.  A moment later I
felt it start to get wetter between my legs.  Although I'm sure I was
already so wet that my bed was drenched.

   She stroked him up and down my slit a few more times.  I noticed she was
starting to take deeper breaths, too.

   "Not even boys who are in the Program are allowed to do this." She
pushed Daddy's penis even harder against my slit, I could see the head of
it plowing deep between the lips of my slit.  And, oh my God did it feel
good.  I couldn't help myself, I pressed my hips towards his, trying to
increase the pressure.

   That was when I felt him hit the entrance to my pussy.  Mom felt it too,
I could tell by the fleeting smile I saw on her face.

   "And the boys are especially not allowed to do this." She wiggled the
head of his penis around in a small circle at my pussy's entrance.  "See?"
She put her other hand over my pussy, and, incidentally, right on my clit,
and pressed down lightly, so I could better see what she was doing.  The
pressure on my clit was distracting, but I tried to watch what she was
doing with Daddy's penis.

   She kept rubbing Daddy's penis around my pussy, and a moment later I
couldn't help but notice her other hand was making small circles on my
pussy, and my clit.  It was getting really hot down there again.  And I was
having difficulty concentrating on what Mom was trying to show me.

   "And finally, you absolutely cannot allow them to actually try to put
their penis inside you, like this." Again she matched actions to words. 
She pulled on Daddy's penis again.  I saw, and felt, that huge soft helmet
head slowly slide past my pussy lips and into me.

   It was the weirdest sensation.  I could feel myself stretching, getting
bigger, as his huge member forced its way into my tiny hole.  I could feel
things inside my body being pushed out of the way, making room for that
huge monster.

   I thought she would stop when the hand holding Daddy's penis reached my
pussy, and she did.  I relaxed a bit, seeing that she wasn't going to try
to put that huge thing all the way inside my small body.  She pulled Daddy
out until only the head remained in my pussy.

   Daddy had a really funny look on his face, almost like he was in pain,
and he had his eyes closed.  "Dear..." he started to say.  "Hush," Mom cut
him off, "I know what I'm doing."

   He didn't object any further.

   Then she pushed him back inside me, only this time, when her hand
reached my pussy, she took it away.  I had a clear view of his big, fat
penis sticking out of my little hole.  It didn't seem like it could
possibly have fit, but it certainly did.  The skin of my small hole was
stretched so tight it looked like his penis was a part of my body.  Daddy
gave a half-sob, half-gasp, but said nothing.

   Then Mom put her hand on Daddy's butt, and started pushing.  Holy Mother
of God, I watched as he slid his penis into my body.  My pussy lips
actually sank into my body as he slowly went deeper and deeper.

   It felt so very strange, watching that thing slide inside my body while
at the same time feeling it as it did so.  What was just as bizarre was
seeing the bulge his penis made in my tummy move up as he slid his penis
further and further in me.  The heat between my legs seemed to be centered
on Daddy's penis, no it seemed as if the heat were coming from it.

   Finally, he stopped.  He stopped because he reached the end of me.  I
felt him hit an obstruction.  And there were still at least two fingers of
him outside me.  We stayed like that a moment, all three of us not moving.
Then Daddy started to pull back out.  I watched as my pussy lips pulled
away from me, wrapped tightly around Daddy's penis.  It was as if they were
reluctant to let go of him, as if they were sucking on it and trying to
pull it back in.

   Mom stopped him while his head was still inside me, and then pushed him
in again.

   Fingers do not make a penis, this I can say with authority.  They are
too small, and too short.  Daddy, on the other hand (or is that other
penis?) was very big and very long.  And very enjoyable.  The strangeness
disappeared somewhere in the middle of his third stroke when the good
feeling started pouring out of my pussy.  Mom rubbing my clit with her
fingers and pressing my clit against Daddy's penis as it moved inside me
didn't hurt, either.

   I couldn't stay up on my elbows anymore, and with a whispered, "I'm
sorry," I fell back on the bed.  A moment later I felt a hand on my boob.
When I looked, it was Brian.  The little shit was going for a feel while I
was distracted by what Daddy and Mom were doing.  I decided that was okay,
because he was being gentle and it added to the warm feelings I was getting
from Daddy's penis.  I smiled at him.  Taking this for the permission it
was, he scooted closer and started using both hands, before leaning over
and sucking on the nipple of the closer boob.  Oh, boy, howdy, did that
ever add to the heat I was feeling!

   I arched my chest to push my boob into his mouth.  At the same time I
was starting to push my hips to meet Daddy.  Each time he bottomed out he
hit that obstruction at the end of my pussy.  Actually, I knew what the
obstruction was.  It was my cervix, the entrance to my womb.  It didn't
hurt when he hit it; it just made my body move as he pushed against that
entrance.  It was a good thing I was at the edge of my bed, otherwise he
would have been pounding my head against the headboard every time he
reached that obstruction inside me.  Err, was that the explanation for the
banging noises I sometimes heard coming from my parent's bedroom?

   I was building up again to that wonderful plateau of pleasure when
something changed.  It took a couple of strokes before I figured it out. 
Daddy was going a little deeper.  I could feel the cervix giving way,
squeezing tightly against my Daddy's penis as he tried to pass it through
the opening.  I couldn't help it; I started pressing harder against Daddy
every time he sank into me.  I don't know why, but the thought of my Daddy
having his penis in my womb, of him soaking the inside of my womb with his
sperm was driving me crazy.  I had to do it, even if it hurt, and it
didn't, I was going to do it.

   We were both gasping and making odd sounds as we...  , well...  , as we
fucked.  There was no other word for it.  My Daddy was fucking me, and I
was fucking my Daddy, and Mom was helping us.  I didn't understand, and I
didn't care, it just felt tremendous.

   I was having trouble breathing, I just couldn't seem to get air into my
lungs.  Was Daddy's penis pushing all the air out of my chest?  It didn't
reach that far, but that seemed to be the only explanation.

   Then it happened, I felt Daddy's balls hit my butt, and I knew he was
all the way inside me.  The same penis that had delivered Daddy's sperm to
Mom's womb was buried to the hilt in my pussy.  As an added plus, the head
was actually in my womb.  I could feel the tight circle of my cervix
squeezing that massive helmet-shape as it slid through and deep inside my
womb.

   Combined with Mom's rubbing her fingers over my clit, that was the end
of me; I screamed out what little air I had left.  The waves of pleasure
were overpowering, and I rode them towards the darkness.  Just before I hit
it, I dimly heard Daddy crying out that he was cumming and I felt hot
liquid gush into my womb.

   I woke up to the bed shaking, and not just a little disorientation. 
Something was bouncing against my pussy and it was way too small to be
Daddy.  Furthermore, something was sliding in and out of my pussy, and it,
too, was too small to be Daddy.  On the other hand, it felt good, even if
it wasn't as good as the feelings I got from Daddy.  I barely got my eyes
open when I heard the noise of someone having an orgasm.

   It was Brian.  He had been pumping his little penis in and out of my
pussy, and was now doing his best to emulate Daddy and flooding my pussy
with his sperm.

   I was still too dazed by my orgasm to object, I just looked over at Mom.
She smiled at me, "The poor dear was practically beside himself with
frustration after watching you and Daddy, so I thought you wouldn't mind
showing him what it was that he wasn't supposed to do to girls in the
Program at school."

   Ah, that made sense.  Or at least as much sense as any of Mom's
convoluted explanations.  I closed my eyes and just lay there.  My whole
body just sort of floated in a warm glow of well-being, and nothing could
interfere with that.

   "Well," Mom said, "I had wanted to give you the full experience of being
in the NIS Program, today, but it's plain to see that that's not going to
happen.  You're practically falling asleep and we've barely started." She
sighed, heavily, "I didn't think it would be this difficult to get past the
basics."

   "Okay, then, Daddy?  You're going to have to cancel your golf plans for
this week.  Starting Monday, we'll pretend that Danielle is going to school
in the Program, and you and Brian will have to pretend to be different
students coming up with requests during the passing periods.  I know it's
the first week of your summer vacation, Daddy, but we don't want Danielle
to get in trouble at school, do we?" She paused a beat, "And she really has
to be able to distinguish between someone's fingers in her vagina, and a
penis."

   Oh, God, was she serious?

   After many years I've finally written a sequel to Lost One's wonderful
story.  sevispac is happy to present Chapter 2.





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