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Subject: At His Daughter's Mercy: Mf; teen PART ONE
From: "terry schulz" <schulzie@hotmail.com>
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Date: 5 Jan 1998 22:32:13 GMT
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At His Daughter's Mercy (Mf; teen;) PART ONE:
by Schulzie
Jim Sykes was in a bad way. Only hours before, he was racing down the
ski slopes with a buddy of his from work. Now, here he was waiting for
Bill, his buddy, to unlock the door to let him into his own house. You
see, Jim had lost total control of his skis on that last ski trail, and
found himself horizontal, sliding directly for the woods to the side of
the trail. Friction alone helped to slow the helpless skier, but Jim
could see he was heading for the trunk of a formidable tree right in his
path. In a spontaneous defensive motion, Jim braced himself for the
impact by putting his arms out in front of him rather than take the
impact headfirst. Fortunately, his head suffered no damage. But his
hands and wrists had taken the force of the crash into the tree. Searing
pain hit Jim hard, starting with his hands, moving up his arms, until he
thought he would pass out from the pain. He didn't pass out, but the
rest of the evening was a long one as the ski patrol took him to the
lodge infirmary to treat his wounds and injuries. His buddy Bill was
with him as he received the bad news. He had broken both wrists and
several small bones in his hands. His wrists were set in casts, and he
was told it would take a number of weeks before his wrists would heal
properly.
Since he had gone to the resort with Bill, he didn't have to worry about
driving home. Thank God, he thought, since the painkiller they had given
him at the infirmary had made him a little groggy. In spite of his
stupidity on the slopes, Jim was not worried about the time he would
miss from work. He had numerous sick days saved up from years of work in
which he had taken no sick days at all. He had enough sick days
accumulated that he could afford to take a couple of months off if his
health dictated it. What really worried Jim was the fact that having
both wrists incapacitated would make daily life very challenging.
Dressing, eating, showering...all of the mundane activities of life were
about to become more difficult. Especially since he had no wife. Jim's
wife, Annie, had died twelve years ago in an automobile accident which
left him to survive as a single parent of their young daughter, Dana.
Jim drifted in and out of sleep on the ride home due to the effects of
the injection for pain he was given by the doctor at the infirmary. Try
as he might to remain awake and focus on how he was going to get through
the next few days and weeks, Jim continued to drift off. When they
finally arrived at Jim's house, Bill had to shake Jim to get him to wake
up. Bill helped his friend to the door, taking the key ring out of Jim's
coat pocket, and unlocking the front door. Bill led Jim upstairs to his
bedroom and proceeded to undress his injured friend down to his briefs.
It would have been quite a struggle for Jim to have managed to get all
of his clothes off with his wrists in casts, not to mention his being
somewhat sedated by the drugs. Bill said to his friend, "I'll give you a
call tomorrow to see how you're doing. I'll let the boss know what
happened so he won't dock you. Let me know if I can do anything for you,
Buddy."
Jim looked up at Bill and said, "There is one thing you could do for me
before you go."
"Sure. Name it."
"Go down the hall and check on Dana. Make sure she's alright."
Being a father himself, Bill was more than glad to check on Jim's
daughter. He quietly walked down the hall, opened her door slightly, and
peeked in. Fourteen-year old Dana was tucked in under the covers
sleeping soundly. Bill went back to Jim's room and found that Jim had
fallen asleep on top of the covers. Bill turned off the light, closed
the bedroom door, and quietly left the house.
The following morning, Dana woke up around 9 o'clock. It was only a few
days after Christmas, school was out for the holidays, so she was in no
hurry to get out of bed.
She lay there for a few minutes making plans for the day wondering what
the weather was like outside. Climbing out of bed, Dana slipped into her
robe and stepped into her slippers and wandered over to her window to
take a look outside. There were a few clouds in the sky, but it looked
like it was going to be a bright, sunny day. Then she looked down at the
driveway and noticed that her Dad's car was still there. Dana looked at
her alarm clock and realized it was after 9. Her Dad usually left for
work around 7. Something wasn't right since her Dad hardly ever missed
work. She left her room and went downstairs to see if he was there. When
she got to the last step, she saw that his keys were on the table and
his briefcase was next to his recliner. He must still be in his room,
she thought. Did he oversleep? Was he sick? Oh, my God, she thought,
what was wrong with Daddy?
She rushed back upstairs and down the hall to his room. When she got
there, she found the door closed. She knocked softly at first. "Daddy?"
No response. She knocked louder and called out, "Daddy? Are you alright?
It's after 9 o'clock. Are you up yet?" Again, there was no answer from
the other side of the door. Dana began to panic a little. Her father
being home on a work day was very unusual. But the fact that he wouldn't
respond to her knock or voice really upset her. Ever since she could
remember, her father had been there for her and she never thought for
one moment that he wouldn't be there. But now she was feeling worried
and insecure. She was almost afraid to turn the doorknob and look in,
not knowing what she might find out. Part of her was afraid that he had
died. No, she reprimanded herself, ridding herself of such morbid
thoughts. Yet, the realization that she had lost her mother at such a
young age made the young girl shudder at the possibility that her father
might die unexpectedly and leave her alone to fend for herself.
After a few moments that seemed like an eternity, Dana plucked up enough
courage to open her father's door. She turned the knob and slowly opened
the door to his bedroom.
Immediately, she saw her father sleeping face-up on the bed. The first
thing to hit her was a sense of relief. He was there and she could see
that he was breathing normally. Then she noticed the casts on his
wrists. Now it was beginning to make sense. She remembered that he had
gone skiing last night and from the look of things he must have really
got banged up pretty bad. Poor Daddy, she thought to herself. No wonder
he didn't go to work today.
Then, after understanding why he was still home but apparently not too
badly hurt, she suddenly became aware on one more thing. Her father was
sleeping in his underwear, on top of the covers, in plain view of her
eyes. In all of her years, Jim had behaved modestly in front of his
daughter, not once allowing her to see him in his underwear. He either
wore pajamas or a robe around the house when she was home. It wasn't
that he was a prude. But since she was little, he wasn't quite sure how
a single father of a girl should act around the house as an adult male.
Part of him knew that nudity or partial nudity was perfect natural
within a family, but he also didn't want to act in a way that others
might think was improper. He always felt that if he were to err in his
child-rearing methods, better he be too conservative than too
permissive.
Dana was very surprised to see her father in his underwear. Funny, she
thought about her own surprise at seeing her father practically naked,
but she had seen him in a bathing suit at the beach or at the pool and
had never given too much thought to her Daddy's body. Yet, here we was
lying on the bed in front of her with only a pair of cotton briefs on,
and it seemed almost forbidden for her to see him in just his underwear.
The real cause of Dana's surprise was the bulge in his underwear pushing
up in the front like a tent. It had escaped her notice at first as just
the sight of his lying on the bed in his briefs had startled her a bit.
But, now she was mesmerized by the huge bulge sticking up. Dana was not
naive by any means. She realized that her Daddy had an erection. She
knew enough from sex ed in school to know about penises and erections,
but she was a little shocked to think that her own father got erections.
She always associated erections with boys her own age since most of the
diagrams in the textbooks gave adolescent male anatomy drawings of erect
penises as examples.
With the textbook as the basis of her knowledge, supplemented by the
little bit and pieces of information supplied by some of her girl
friends, she knew enough about sex to know that what she was gawking at
was a bulge created by an erect penis...in her own father's underwear!
The obvious suddenly occurred to the intelligent, but inexperienced
young teenager all at once, in a new way that she had never considered
before. Her father was a man, her father had a penis, and her father had
an erection - right now - pushing and straining the cotton material of
his briefs. And she could see the bulge jutting out from his groin. His
erection was so immense that it was stretching his waistband, ever so
slightly, up from his taut stomach. Dana could not see under the
waistband, but she could tell by the shape and the size of the bulge
that her father must have a big penis. No, her father had a huge penis.
In spite of all her academic knowledge of sex and the male anatomy, Dana
had no practical knowledge of penises whatsoever. She was still a
virgin, and a very inexperienced virgin, at that. She had never seen a
penis before in her life, not even on a little baby boy. She had done
some babysitting before, but always with little girls.
As far as boys her own age were concerned, she had never gone beyond the
stage of kissing and letting them get quick little feels of her budding
breasts, but she had never seen or even touched a penis before. The
closest she had ever come to seeing a penis was when she was about 8 or
9 years old. She had gone on a little nature walk in nearby woods with
one of the boys in her neighborhood. During their little hike, he said
he had to pee and he went to the nearest tree to relieve himself. She
was behind him and all she could see was the motion of his hands pulling
out his penis, and the splash of his urine as it hit the tree. She
thought it was kind of neat that boys could pee standing up and could so
easily go to the bathroom outdoors when they had to without exposing
their entire bottoms the way she would have to do if she needed to pee.
She tried to move to his side a little bit to get a peek at his penis,
but by the time she got to where she might see it, he had finished and
stuffed his penis back in his pants.
But now, right before her eyes, was a grown man's penis - her father's
penis - hidden only by his underwear. And it was erect. And it was huge.
From what she had read and what her friends had told her, a man's penis
were usually about six inches long. She didn't know how big her father's
penis was, but it was sure more than six inches.
And the tip of it was poking up, lifting the waistband even more. She
got a little closer and cocked her head to one side trying to get a peek
at his erect penis under the waistband that was extended slightly up off
his tummy. No luck. But she could see a tiny bit of curly brown hair
down his shorts, the same color as the hair on his head. Pubic hair, she
realized. She saw her father's pubic hair. She felt a sense of
excitement from the knowledge that she had seen a tiny intimate part of
her father's body. Then she began to feel a sense of guilt. This was her
father's body she had been thinking about, not one of the boys at
school. She had been staring at her own father's crotch, wondering what
his penis looked like, even wondering what it might be like to touch.
That's all she wanted to do, she thought to herself. Just look at it and
touch it, just to satisfy her curiosity. But then she returned to
reality again. There was something wrong about the idea of looking at or
touching your own father's penis, she thought. No, she just couldn't.
She wouldn't. Not even though her own curiosity was driving her crazy.
Then she noticed that his underwear - right where the tip of his penis
was pushing - was moist with a few little droplets of...of what, she
wondered. Then she realized that the crotch of her own panties were
moist. She knew that her vagina got wet when she was thinking about sex
and sometimes that wetness would drip down to the crotch of her pretty
cotton panties. She had only recently discovered masturbation, though
she had not yet brought herself to an orgasm. She had read about
orgasms, but wasn't sure exactly what they were like. Her masturbation
was limited to rubbing her vulva under her panties as she lay in bed at
night. It made her feel good to rub her fingers over her labia as she
drifted off to sleep, but she had never fantasized while doing so. She
just rubbed her vulva as a way of relaxing herself to sleep. She was
aware that as she played with herself, she could feel herself getting
wet inside, and her limited knowledge of sex suggested to her that the
wetness was perfectly normal, that the wetness was just a natural
lubricant that allowed women's vaginas to get wet to allow a man's penis
to slip in more easily when they had sex.
As she thought about her own wetness, she continued to stare at the
wetness on her father's underwear. It wasn't yellow, so it must not be
pee. What was it then?
And then, something occurred to her. Why were both her father's
underwear and her own panties getting wet, especially hers. She
considered the possibility that her father must be having some dream
about sex. Her father dated occasionally, but he didn't have one
particular girlfriend. She found it hard to believe that her own father
dreamed about sex, but that was the only explanation she could come up
with to explain why her father was sleeping with an erection. But then
the only time she had wet panties was when she was playing with herself.
She wasn't playing with herself now. Why should her panties be wet. It
then dawned on her. If her father had an erection because he was
dreaming about having sex with a woman, then could her panties be wet
because she had been thinking about...her father's penis. About seeing
it? About touching it? Did she want to have sex...with her own Daddy?
Suddenly, her father began to stir. She came to her senses and knew that
if he opened his eyes and saw her there that he would realize that she
had been staring at him. She quickly and quietly back out of the bedroom
and closed the door.
Standing in the hallway, her head was spinning. In only a few minutes,
there were unanswered questions in her brain that demanded to be
answered.
To be Continued in PART TWO
Subject: At His Daughter's MercyPART TWO:Mf,teen,inc,cons
From: "terry schulz" <schulzie@hotmail.com>
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories
Date: 16 Jan 1998 00:08:21 GMT
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At His Daughter's Mercy:PART TWO (Mf; teen; inc; cons)
by Schulzie
Dana scrambled down the hallway as quietly as possible hoping her father
would not be aware that she had been in his bedroom. Her heart was still
pounding with excitement from seeing her Daddy's enormous erection
pushing up the front of his briefs as he laid there sleeping. The
thrill of catching a glimpse of his covered hard-on gave her goosebumps.
Even though it was her father's penis, the idea of seeing a grown man's
organ excited her greatly. She now wanted to see it out in the open,
free of the restraints of his underwear, standing there in all its
glory. Though she was 14 years old, she was totally ignorant about
penises except from the diagrams and illustrations she had seen in her
sex ed books. Now she just had to have a look at the real thing.
Not only did she want to see it, she wanted to touch it. She was
absolutely fascinated with how men's penis go from being little and soft
to become long and hard. And by the way her Daddy's penis was standing
up and pushing the elastic waistband of his shorts to the limit, she
knew his penis was above average in size. What would a hard penis feel
like, she wondered.
She started to head back down the hall to her bedroom. Suddenly, the
telephone rang. She raced down to the bottom of the stairs to answer it.
"Hello?"
"Dana? Oh, hi", came the response. "This is Mr. Bill." Dana recognized
the voice. It was her Dad's friend from work. She had known him since
she was little. "How's your Dad doing this morning?"
Dana played dumb. She didn't want anyone to know she knew about her
father's condition or somehow her Dad would find out she had been in his
room looking at his erect condition. "What do you mean?", she asked
innocently.
"Oh, isn't he up yet?" He sure is, Dana thought to herself. Really up.
"Gee, I didn't even know he was home. I just woke up myself." she lied.
"Why, is there something wrong?
"So you don't know about his little accident on the slopes last night?"
asked Bill. That news confirmed what Dana had surmised when she saw the
casts around both of her father's wrists and hands. Bill proceeded to
describe what had happened to her father, how the doctors had told him
how he would be limited in what he could do for a few weeks. "You
know...you're going to have to help your father a lot for awhile. With
both wrists in those casts..."
Just then, Dana heard her father on the extension phone in his bedroom.
From the sound of his voice, he must be on the speakerphone. "I've got
it, sweetie", said Jim. "You can hang up now."
"Okay, Daddy. Goodbye, Mr. Bill."
"Goodbye, Dana. Nice talking to you again. Remember, you're going to
have to give your Dad a hand until he can do for himself."
Dana hung up the phone. Give him a hand, she pondered, considering Mr.
Bill's last words.
Yes, Daddy will need a helping hand, won't he? With both of his hands
disabled, how will he be able to function. With those casts not only
covering his wrists, but also a good portion of his hands and fingers,
there were some things he was just not going to be able to do for
himself. How was he going to eat? How was he going to dress himself?
God, how was he even going to be able to take a shower and bathe
himself?
Dana knew at that moment that she was going to have to become his hands.
She would have to do things for him. She would have to feed him, she
would have to help him get dressed, she would have to...wash him.
Yes, I will have to help Daddy wash himself. There's no way he'll be
able to take a shower and wash himself; not with those casts on his
hands. He can't get the casts wet. Even if he could, he'd never be able
to soap himself up and scrub the dirt off his body. She would have to
wash his face and chests and arms for him. She would have to clean his
whole body, wouldn't she? She'd have to clean everything, including his
penis.
She grew more excited as she realized that this was her opportunity to
see his penis without his underwear on. It would be there; right in
front of her. And not only would she be able to see it, she'd get a
chance to touch it.
But would Daddy go for her washing him so intimately, she wondered. He
was always so modest around her. Would he bulk at the idea of his own
daughter, just barely in her teens, soaping and washing his nude body,
especially his private parts. Dana imagined that her father would
probably be embarrassed about asking her to do such a thing. But what
choice did he have? Since her Mom had died when she was two, and with
Daddy not having remarried or even having a serious girlfriend, he had
to rely on the goodwill of female relatives to do simple things like
sewing buttons on shirts.
Dana remembered how embarrassed her father was when she had her first
period. He had to ask his daughter's grandmother to buy a box of
sanitary napkins for her, and discuss with Dana all the particulars she
might need to know about menstruation. Though her father had gotten
better about buying her "women's products" in recent months. she giggled
to think about how he would blush when the subject came up.
Dana knew she would have to take the initiative and convince her Daddy
that she would have to help him in spite of his own embarrassment. It
was something she was sure that he could never ask for himself. She had
to do it for her Daddy's sake. He needed her help.
And she badly needed to see his penis.
"Dana! Can you come up here? I need you for a minute!"
Daddy's calling, she thought to herself. "Be right there!", she yelled
up the stairs.
Dana went skipping up the steps and down the hall to her father's
bedroom. The door was still closed from when she had snuck out of his
room earlier. She opened the door slowly, not knowing what she might see
when she looked in. Her Dad was not on the bed. She could not see him in
the room anywhere.
"Dad?"
"I'm in the bathroom, sweetie", Jim said, "I need your help."
Dana went over to the bathroom that was in her Dad's master bedroom. The
door was partially open and she could see her father's face and upper
chest leaning around the door where it was open. She could see the cast
on his left hand as he tried to hold the door to keep it from opening
even more.
"I guess you got the news from Mr. Bill about my little mishap last
night, huh?"
Dana nodded. "Does it hurt real bad?"
"Not as much as last night, little girl, but it still hurts. My left
hand's not as bad as my right one. My right hand is the one where I
broke some fingers, too. I had hoped to be up before you woke up so you
wouldn't be surprised about my being home."
Dana said, "I feel so bad for you, Daddy." From the position her father
was in behind the door, she wondered if he was totally naked. He
certainly didn't have a shirt on, that was obvious. Had he taken his
underwear off, too. Was his naked penis right behind the door? Did he
still have an erection, she wondered. The sight of that
underwear-covered erection she had seen earlier kept playing in her
mind.
"What did you call me for, Daddy? How can I help you?"
Jim blushed and began to stammer. "Sweetie, I really need to use the
toilet in a bad way, but...", Jim sighed, and pushed on, "but I can't
get my underwear down." Dana could tell from the look on his face that
he was very embarrassed about the situation.
"I can't hook my thumbs to get a hold of my underwear so I can go to the
bathroom", he continued, "could you..." He paused, as if he didn't want
to ask her to do something that would surely embarrass both of them.
"Could you..."
Dana tried to make this easier for her father. "How can I help, Daddy?
Can I help you pull your underwear down for you", she asked, trying not
to seem too anxious to help.
Jim was both relieved and embarrassed at the same time. He was glad he
didn't have to complete the question, yet at the same time he hated the
idea of imposing on his young daughter by asking her to pull his
underwear down for him. How embarrassed would she be?
"Would you, honey? Daddy hates to ask you but I really need to go to the
bathroom!"
Dana suppressed a grin as best she could. "I don't mind, Daddy. I can
see you need help."
Jim looked at his daughter and thought about how sweet she was to do
this for him. "Okay, let's do this. I'll turn around, and then you can
come in and help me with my back towards you. Okay?"
Dana nodded, as her father step back behind the door. "Are you ready,
Daddy?"
"Come on in."
Dana opened the door, and looked at her father. He was standing there in
the briefs he was wearing earlier when she had seen him. His back was
towards her, but she could see the entire length of his body as he stood
there, almost naked. God, she thought, he really has a nice body for an
old man. Jim was not really an old man. He was 35 years old, and he kept
himself in excellent shape. He was lean with good muscle tone. He worked
out occasionally at the gym, not to pump himself up to some muscular
freak, but to keep himself slim and healthy. Dana had seen him in his
swimming trunks at the beach, but this was the first time she had
thought of her own father as a man. She suddenly realized that her Daddy
was a hunk.
"What should I do, Daddy?"
Jim hesitated again. Then he said, "If you could just yank my underwear
down, then let me have some privacy, that would be great."
"Sure, Daddy. I can do that." And with that, Dana got down on her knees
and began to pull her father's briefs down. She looked at his butt as
she lowered his underwear. His buttocks were tight, and she could help
thinking that her own father had "buns of steel." Now she realized why
so many women find a hard butt so sexy. She only had a few seconds to
sneek a peek, but Dana took in as much as she could while the
opportunity lasted.
When she got his briefs down, she said, "Okay, I'll give you some
privacy now, Daddy."
She turned to leave the bathroom. As she started to close the door, Jim
said, "Could you wait in the bedroom for me to finish? I'm going to need
some help pulling them back up."
"Sure, Daddy. Whatever I can do."
Dana closed the door. After about thirty seconds, she could hear the
beginning of the sound of her Daddy peeing as the splash of his urine
hit the porcelain. As she listened, she heard her father mutter, "Damn",
very quietly. She figured out that her Dad's aim might have been off and
missed the toilet bowl. Again, another "damn" came from the bathroom.
Finally, the flow slowed down to a trickle, stopped completely, and Dana
heard the toilet flush. A minute or so passed without any sound coming
from the bathroom.
"Daddy? Everything okay?"
Jim spoke up. "Honey, could you get me another pair of underwear out of
my top drawer? I had a little accident and wet on my underwear."
Dana let out a quiet little giggle. Poor Daddy, she thought. Then she
had an idea. "Daddy? Would it be easier for you if you just put your
robe on? That way you won't have to go through all this every time you
need to use the bathroom."
Jim realized that Dana must have been embarrassed about helping him with
his underwear and that the robe suggestion was her idea of putting them
both through future humiliation.
"That's a good idea, sweetie. It's on the hook in the walk-in closet.
Why don't you bring it to me?"
Dana went to fetch her father's robe and brought it to the bathroom
door. Jim took it from her as he stood behind the partially open door.
After a few seconds, she heard him say, "Dana, could you help me get
this robe on. It's kind of difficult to get it on with my hands in these
casts."
"Sure, Daddy." Dana opened the door to find her naked Daddy standing
with his back to her again, with one arm in the robe and the rest of his
nude body open to her admiring gaze. There's that cute butt again, she
thought to herself. She wanted this opportunity to last a little longer
than before. She really wanted a chance to get a good look at her
Daddy's butt. She noticed the wet underwear her father had kicked off,
and the little puddles of pee on the floor. "Oh, Daddy. You really did
have a little accident. Let me clean it up first. She grabbed some
toilet paper from the holder next to the toilet and began to wipe up her
father's urine from the floor. Jim began to stop her, "That's okay,
sweetie, I can get that." But she had the job finished before he could
protest. When she wasn't wiping up his urine, she was sneeking peeks at
his firm butt, wonder what it would be like to grab his cheeks and give
then a squeeze. When she was finished wiping up, she tossed the toilet
paper in the waste basket, then picked up his wet briefs gingerly, and
tossed them in the hamper. The entire time, she kept looking over her
shoulder at his rear, admiring the muscular tone of his butt as he stood
there reluctantly, unaware of the inspection his teenaged daughter was
giving him.
Then, realizing that this was taking more time than her father might
like, she helped him on with his robe from behind his back, holding the
robe up so he could slip his arms into the sleeves. Once he had the robe
on, he encountered one more problem. "Honey, could you help me tie the
sash?"
Jim turned around. He was able to hold the robe closed, but he wasn't
able to do that and manipulate the sash that helped keep the robe closed
at the same time. Dana took both ends of the sash and tied it for him.
For a split second, as Dana worked around her father's hands which were
holding the robe closed, Jim had lost his grasp on the front of his robe
allowing it to open a little. Though he grabbed it in time to keep from
exposing himself, Dana thought she had caught a fleeting glimpse of his
penis. She wasn't sure - it had happened so fast - but the very idea
that she might have seen it startled her a bit.
Jim seemed to realize that Dana might have seen his penis for a second,
too. He thought he had grabbed it in time before his robe opened up, but
he noticed she reacted right at that moment when he had lost his grip.
Oh, God, he thought. She couldn't have seen much, but what if she had?
Was she shocked? Embarrassed? Disgusted? Should he say anything and
apologize? He looked down at Dana as she finished tying off the sash and
saw no noticeable reaction from her. Perhaps she didn't see his penis.
Maybe he should just say nothing unless he wanted to risk really
embarrassing her.
Far from embarrassed, Dana was excited at the possibility that she might
very well have seen his penis for a brief second. She could swear she
saw his brown, curly pubic hair again, and she was almost positive that
she saw flesh directly beneath it. But with the shadow that was cast by
the robe, she wasn't really sure. It had been less than an hour since
she had first spied her Daddy in his underwear for the first time, his
penis erect, and now her mild interest in penises in general had become
an intense obsession with one penis in particular...her father's penis.
She wanted to see it and touch it in the worst way. An hour ago, this
whole idea was unthinkable. But now, she knew it was only a matter of
time before she would do both.
After she finished helping her father with his robe, Dana told him to
get back in bed while she made him a little breakfast to bring up to
him. He told her that wasn't necessary, that he wasn't really hungry,
but she told him that he needed a little something to eat. "How about if
I fix you some toast and a cup of coffee?"
Jim thought for a minute and said, "Okay, you're probably right. That
would be fine." Then as an after-thought, he added, "And sweetie, could
you bring up those pain pills I left on the table last night? I'm
starting to feel a little throbbing in my wrists."
"Sure, Daddy. Anything else I can do for you?"
"No, honey. That'll be fine for now."
As Dana fixed her Daddy's coffee and toast, she began to imagine what it
would have been like if his robe had opened all the way as she tied his
sash. What would his penis look like? She had a pretty good idea what it
looked like when it was erect, but it certainly wasn't erect under his
robe. What does a penis look like when it's not erect? Was it just as
exciting to look at soft as it is when it's hard? And what about his
balls? She had a much better idea about what balls were like. She had
seen a number of male dogs from behind. She always found it amusing to
watch as their balls would bounce around in their sac as they walked.
Did men's balls do the same thing?
She was especially curious about what her father's reaction will be when
she touches his penis. It was going to happen soon. There was simply no
way, she knew, that he'd be able to wash himself properly all by
himself. He was going to have to accept her help. No matter how much he
might try to bulk at the idea, she was going to have to convince him
that there would be no other way to get the job done. She was concerned
about his hygiene. She was also concerned about her own overwhelming
desire to get acquainted with his most intimate body part - his penis.
She took his breakfast up to him on a tray. A cup of hot coffee, a
couple slices of buttered toast, and the pain pills he had requested.
"Boy, I'm glad you came back quickly. My wrists are really begin to
ache. Did you bring the pills?"
"Here they are, Daddy."
He took the plastic bottle from her, but quickly discovered that he
couldn't open the bottle. When he tried to grasp the bottle with one
hand and pull the cap off with the other, he discovered that he couldn't
turn the cap without extreme pain shooting through his wrists.
"Let me help, Daddy." Dana took the bottle from him and opened it
easily. She handed one of the pills to him. "Here", she said, "hope it
works quickly. You really seem to be in pain."
"Thanks, baby." Jim threw the pill to the back of his throat, and
reached for his coffee. But the full cup was too heavy for his sore
wrist to even lift more than an inch. He nearly dropped the cup as he
put the cup back down on the tray. "Jesus, that hurts", Jim said as he
winced from the pain.
"Here, let me hold it for you," said his daughter as she lifted the cup
to his lips, allowing him to sip his coffee and wash the pill down his
gullet.
"Thank you, sweetie", he told her, "you're so sweet to help me like
this."
"I love you, Daddy. Don't you know I'd do anything to help you while
you're like this?"
Dana gave her father a kiss on the cheek. She stayed with him while he
ate. He could manage the toast alright, but she needed to help him with
the coffee because his wrists were too weak and sore to bring it to his
lips for himself. She sat on the bed next to where her father was lying.
They talked as he ate, and as they did she would look down at the front
of his robe and imagine it was open. She could vaguely envision her
Daddy's penis exposed to her. It seemed as though the entire morning so
far was full of thoughts about that penis she wished she could see right
now. Her obsession with seeing her father's penis distracted her from
what he was saying.
"Dana? Are you listening?"
Back to reality. "I'm sorry. Did you say something, Daddy?
"I said that I was getting a little groggy from the pill. I think I'll
take a little nap. Could you take the tray with you as you leave? I
don't think I want anymore coffee."
"Okay, I'll let you rest, Daddy. Maybe you'll feel better after you wake
up."
She leaned over and gave him another kiss on the cheek as she picked up
the tray and headed for the door. "Have good nap, Daddy", she said as
she left, watching him drift into sleep even as she was closing the door
behind her.
About an hour later, she went upstairs to check up on him. She opened
the door and looked in. He was still asleep, almost the same way she had
left him. But he had shifted his legs while he was asleep. She noticed
that the robe had opened quite a bit right beneath where the sash kept
it from falling open completely. The gap between both sides of the robe
was not wide enough to expose him, but she realized that with a little
help from her, she could separate both sides to widen the gap for better
viewing of what laid beneath the robe.
Her heart started beating rapidly and her breath quickened. Could she
get away with it without her father knowing it. she wondered. Gee, she
thought, that pain pill was strong enough to knock him out pretty
quickly, maybe he's so out of it he won't be aware of me in the room.
She tiptoed over to the side of the bed where he was sleeping. He was
sleeping soundly by the way he was breathing, she decided. If she could
just open up his robe a little more, she'd see what she had been
thinking about all morning. But she hesitated, fearing that the movement
of the robe would awaken him. After a few minutes, she decided to take a
chance.
Slowly, she moved closer toward his legs. She avoided touching the bed
itself, worried that if the mattress were disturbed, he might feel it.
Carefully, she stretched both arms out over his robe where the gap
began, placed the thumb and forefingers of both hands on the edges of
both sides of his robe. Slowly, very slowly, she lifted the edges of the
robe and began to separate and open the robe, widening the gap even
more. She looked up at his face for a reaction. He was still asleep with
no signs of stirring. Bravely, holding her breath, she continued peeling
both sides of the robe apart slowly. Then. she began to see something as
the opening robe started to expose the area around his crotch. She
continued to quietly and softly pull at the robe and she realized that
what was coming into her view was the sac that contained his balls. She
knew from sex ed, this was his scrotum. Her eyes opened wide as she got
her first real glimpse of a man's private parts. She could see hairs
growing out of the sac. The skin itself looked a little like chicken
skin after it had been plucked. She didn't dare stop opening the robe
now or she might lose the nerve to continue later. As she opened it
more, she could see his balls outlined in the sac. One of his balls
seemed to droop a little lower than the other one as they both seemed to
leaned more toward his left leg than his right. God, they're big, she
thought as she opened her father's robe even wider.
Then. right above his left testicle, lying on his upper thigh was his
penis. There it is, she thought to herself, trying not to burst with the
excitement she was feeling inside.
She couldn't see all of it yet, but as she slowly moved that side of the
robe out of the way, more of it was coming into view. She realized that
her panties were starting to get really moist now. God, they've been wet
all day, she thought. Now it feels like I'm gushing down there.
She knew that with just a little quick tug of the remaining material of
his robe, she would soon see the whole thing. Her eyes would at last get
to see her Daddy's penis in all of its wonderful glory. And then, the
delicate task was over. Her father's penis was completely uncovered. She
could see it all now with nothing in the way to block her view.
For a minute, she just stared at it. Not only was it the first time she
had seen her father's penis, it was the first time she had seen any
penis. She was enthralled. It was beautiful, she told herself. Unlike
the last time when she saw it through his underwear, it was not erect.
It lay there against his upper leg, soft. Yet, it was big, even in that
condition. Dana tried to estimate it's length, and figured it was almost
six inches long in its flaccid state.
The most curious thing about her Daddy's penis was that she could not
see the head. She knew from illustrations she had seen that at the tip
of the penis is a head. She remembered that her sex ed textbook called
it the glans penis. But instead of seeing a head, she saw several folds
of skin that seemed to be covering the head of his penis. This was
strange, she thought, how come there's skin covering the head of his
penis. She was a little disappointed because she really wanted to see
what the head of his penis looked like. She felt a little cheated. Was
there a way she could pull back that skin and see what was under it?
Would she be able to do that now, right here, without disturbing him?
She thought about it and decided to throw caution to the wind. Ever so
carefully, she reached out with her thumb and forefinger and grabbed the
skin at the end of his penis very softly and gently. She looked at her
Daddy's sleeping face as her fingers came in contact with his penis. The
skin was so soft as she grasped it, lightly at first, then as she was
sure he was still asleep, she held it more firmly. Very, very slowly,
she began to pull back the skin that covered the head of his penis. It
seemed to take her forever to retract the skin. Finally, she began to
see the head emerge from the skin. The more she pulled back, the more of
the head came into view until finally she could see a bumpy ridge that
surrounded the head. And now she felt cheated no longer. Her desire to
see her father's penis was fulfilled. She marvelled at the wonder of her
Daddy's penis, loving the sight of it more than she thought she would.
Carefully, she turned his penis this way and that way to get a full view
of his gorgeous organ. She slowly became aware of something happening as
she continued to inspect her father's penis. It was beginning to grow,
expanding it's size in her hand and before her gazing eyes. He's getting
an erection, she realized. And then, she heard a soft, low moan escape
from his lips. She immediately dropped his penis which seemed to take
one bounce off his leg, and begin to rise. Her Daddy was waking up, she
thought. As quickly as she could, she crawled toward the door, hoping to
get out of his bedroom before she got caught. She made it to the door,
stood up, and began to leave. As she closed the door, she got one last
look at her father's penis. It was still growing, rising up at a rakish
angle from his stomach. And it didn't seem to want to stop growing.
She walked quickly and quietly down the hall to her room, locking the
door behind her as she entered. Her mouth was wide open, just from think
about seeing her Daddy's naked penis, touching it, and feeling it begin
to grow in her hand as she toyed with it. She was trying to catch her
breath, and then realize how damp her panties had become from all the
excitement of the day.
Continued in Part Three
Subject: "At His Daughter's Mercy"PART THREE: f;teen;solo
From: "terry schulz" <schulzie@hotmail.com>
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories
Date: 16 Jan 1998 00:08:28 GMT
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At His Daughter's Mercy PART THREE: f;solo;teen
by Schulzie
For the first time since she began touching herself, Dana had an urgent
need to rub between her legs during the daylight hours. In the past, she
would occasionally masturbate when she went to bed as a way of relaxing
herself to sleep. But this was different. She needed to touch herself
like she never had before. It was an itch that she just had to
scratch...now. She was still dressed in her nightie from this morning,
so it didn't take much effort for her to reach down and under her
nightie to touch herself. At first, she stood in the middle of her room,
rubbing her vulva through her panties.
As soon as she touched herself, she knew this wouldn't be enough to
satisfy the urges she was feeling between her legs. She fell on the bed
and began to reach into her panties and started rubbing her hands over
her labia. The pubic hair covering her vulva was a soft, light- brown,
downy bush, not too thick, and well-manicured from times she wore a
bathing suit and didn't want her pubic hair to creep out over the edges
of the bottoms.
The young 14 years old had not yet discovered orgasm. as she only
masturbated to make herself feel good to induce sleep. But the way she
was stroking herself today was more than that. Her right hand felt the
heat that was rising from her insides as the tips of her fingers traced
up and down her quickly engorging labia. God, I need this, she thought as
her hand continued rubbing all around her labia. She was getting really
warm, and stopped her self-pleasuring long enough to take off her
nightie. Her right hand continued to stroke up and down her vulva and
she could feel her labia swelling with her young, teenaged heat. Her
left hand went to her breasts and begin to rub her stiff, erect nipples.
That felt so good to the young girl. She started to pinch each nipple
while her right hand began to explore more deeply into her genitals.
With her middle finger, she began to trace the line of her slit, running
it down to her vaginal opening and back up again. She continued this for
awhile, each downward stroke toward her virginal opening bring more and
more pleasure. She slipped her finger into her vagina to discover that
she was completely moist. "Mmmmmmm.....", she moaned softly when she
realized how good it felt to finger her sweet, innocent hole.
She rarely put her finger inside, but this time she felt compelled to do
it as though controlled by some unseen force. In and out her finger
went, moving up the length of her slit and back down to her vagina,
spreading her moisture all over her labia and in between. Then, her
finger traveled all the way up between her vaginal lips until it reached
her clitoris. Dana knew what her clitoris was, but she never felt the
sensation there before like she was feeling now. It excited her even
more as she dipped her finger into the wetness of her vagina only to
bring more of that moisture up to her clit. Each time she touched her
clit, it sent electricity throughout her young body, making her shiver
with delight. Masturbating never felt this good before. She knew women
could have orgasms, but she didn't exactly know what they were. Was this
as orgasm. she wondered, as her pleasure increased. The powerful
sensations only increased in intensity. and she stopped and quickly
removed her panties, giving her more access to her intimate parts. She
was now working exclusively on her clit. varying the speed and pressure
as she rubbed the tiny little nub that had suddenly come to life for the
first time in her early adolescence.
As she continued to pay attention to the sweet sensation coming from
her clit, she began to picture in her mind what she had just seen only
minutes ago in her father's bedroom. She saw his penis as it began to
grow in the early stages of erection while he slept. She remembered all
the details of how she had pulled back the skin at the end of it, and
how she saw the head peek out. And she remembered how she first felt
that first pulse that signaled the beginning of his erection. She could
actually feel it and see it start to grow in her hand. She really wanted
to continue to touch it and let it grow to its fullest length, and then
she would know what a penis felt like in its most erect state. But to do
that would have risked her father catching her in the act, and she
couldn't afford to let that happen. She recalled that last glimpse she
had of his enlarging organ as she left her Daddy's bedroom. It was
simply huge, and it seemed to be growing even larger as she closed the
door. It suddenly occurred to her that her father's penis must have been
in that exact same condition the night she was conceived. When he and
her mother made love that night, he must have been just as long and hard
as he was today. She began to picture her father and mother having sex.
She could clearly imagine his penis getting big when her mother touched
it. She could see in her mind that stiff, thick organ as it penetrated
her mother's vagina. She wondered how it must have felt to her mother,
having that huge penis inside of her, sliding in and out of her.
Without realizing what she was doing, Dana had bent her knees, drawing
them up to her chest, and spread her legs wide open as though assuming
the position she felt her mother must surely have been in when her
father had sex with her. Her right middle finger continued rubbing her
clit relentlessly. But now, her left middle finger and wandered down to
her vagina, inserted itself, and began an in and out motion that kept
time with that picture in her mind of her father's penis going in and
out of her mother's vagina. The more the tempo of that image in her mind
increased, so did the pace of her fingering. Her fingers were beginning
to tire, but this fantasy in her mind refused to let her stop the
pleasure she was giving herself with her tiny fingers. She was out of
control now, her fingers busy working their magic on her clit and vagina
at the same time. Suddenly the image in her mind changed dramatically.
Not only could she see her father moving his hips faster and faster, but
it was no longer her mother with whom her father was having sex. It was
her! Her Daddy was having sex with her! The more she moved her own
finger in and out of her sex, the more she could picture her father
sliding in and out of her very own vagina. Somehow, Dana had kept enough
of her wits about her not to stroke too deeply into her vagina lest she
break her hymen in the process, but there were a few times she felt she
had stretched it to the breaking point.
At this point, she almost didn't care. The ripples of excitement racing
through her body was too much to bear. She needed release for this
tension she felt boiling within her. Her hips began to buck up and down
as the fantasy of having sex with her Daddy only grew more intense.
Then, it happened. Dana felt that her body had been reaching for
something; something she couldn't define. Her legs tensed up, she was
getting light-headed, and then it hit her. The most incredible sensation
she had ever felt in her short 14 years. Her body felt like it was
exploding, sensations running up and down her body in different
directions, her feet against the mattress of her bed as she raised her
hips and butt off the bed and arched her back. Her fingers were still
working frantically in those two special places. Her breathing stopped
as she reached her climax, and words which wanted to jump out of her
throat seemed stuck. And when she could finally breathe again, and words
did come out, all she could say was, "Yes, Daddy, oh yes, Daddy...I love
you, Daddy, yes, oh, God, yes, Daddy..."
Finally she collapsed, tired, exhausted and spent. She could not move.
Her mind was somewhere off in the clouds, and her body felt as though it
weighed a ton. For a brief moment, Dana thought she had died. She almost
felt that she had left her body as she floated above in the heavens. And
try as she liked, she could not move a muscle.
But slowly she felt some response as she willed her arms and legs to
move, as though that ride in the sky she took let her back down slowly
like an autumn leaf falling from a tree. She began to regain control of
her body as her mind settled back into place.
She knew immediately. So that was an orgasm, she realized. No wonder
orgasms are a popular subject. How could one ever look at the world the
same way again after having an orgasm. She layed back on her bed and
sighed contentedly. And then it struck her. She had her first orgasm.
But she already realized that orgasm came when she dreamed of her father
having sex with her! She reached that orgasm as she imagined him pushing
his penis in and out of her vagina. She was no longer satisfied just
seeing it and touching it. She wanted Daddy's penis up inside of her.
She wanted to feel its thick full length inside her vagina, stroking
away, and bringing her to another orgasm even better that the one she
had just given herself. She had to find a way of getting her father to
put his penis in her and to become her first lover.
Continued in Part Four
Subject: "At His Daughter's Mercy"PART FOUR:(Mf;teen;inc;cons)
From: "terry schulz" <schulzie@hotmail.com>
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories
Date: 16 Jan 1998 21:17:28 GMT
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"At His Daughter's Mercy" PART FOUR: Mf; teen; inc; cons
by Schulzie
A half-hour had passed, and Dana Sykes still lay in bed recovering from
her very first orgasm at the tender age of 14 years. It wasn't even the
middle of the afternoon yet, and already she felt as though she had
experienced more in a few short hours than she had in her whole
lifetime.
Only a little while ago, Dana laid eyes on her first penis, a grown
man's penis, her own father's penis. Not only had she seen it, but she
had touched it, too. It was huge and it was beautiful. When she saw
drawings of penises in her sex ed book, she thought they were kind of
silly looking. But now, having seen her Daddy's penis, up close and
personal, she thought it was the most wonderful thing she had ever seen.
With her Daddy asleep on top of the bed, his robe slightly open, she
managed to slowly pull his robe ever so slightly to expose all of his
intimate parts to her admiring gaze. She saw his scrotal sac which
contained those big balls. She saw his flaccid penis which, for some
reason she didn't understand, had folds of skin which covered his glans.
She was disappointed not to be able to see the head of his penis, but by
carefully rolling the skin back she was able to get a look at what was
hidden by the skin. She couldn't believe how large her father's penis
was when it was soft. It was as big soft as the average man's penis was
hard. She had a pretty good idea of what it looked like when it was
erect because of the size of the bulge his erect penis had created in
his underwear when she had seen it earlier in the morning. And she
almost saw her father have a complete erection when, as she was playing
with it, it began to grow in her hand. Only her quick exit out of his
bedroom when he started to stir prevented her from seeing it at its full
glory.
She was lucky that her father was unaware of her playing with his penis
while he slept under the influence of the pain pills he was taking for
his skiing accident the night before. With both wrists in casts, he was
going to be incapacitated for awhile. And she would have to do things
for him until his wrists were healed. Like this morning when she had to
hold his cup for him so he could drink his coffee. Better yet, when she
had to help him pull his underwear down so he could go use the toilet or
put his robe on him afterwards. He had kept his back to her both times
so she didn't get to see his penis right then. But she did get to see
his hard, tight butt both times.
But all of her thoughts and activities of the day, centering on her
Daddy's massive male organ, had made her horny beyond her belief. No
wonder she had to masturbate after that long, lingering look she just
had at her father's naked penis. And actually touching it and beginning
to feel it grow in her tiny, teenaged hand only made her need to touch
herself more demanding.
Her masturbation led to her first glorious orgasm ever. But in the
process, her replaying of the experience only moments before in her
father's bedroom led her to one conclusion. She was not going to be
satisfied with just seeing his penis or touching it. She was going to
have it inside her virgin hole. She knew it was going to happen. She
didn't know how, but she knew she would have to initiate it because her
father never would. She didn't know when, but she knew it would be soon.
With his wrists in those casts, she knew that she would have to become
his hands; feeding him, dressing him and...bathing him. And she wasn't
exactly sure how he would succumb to her plans, but she had time on her
side. Eventually, she would have him where she wanted him...in her
vagina.
She didn't have to wait long for her plans to begin. After she let her
father sleep a little bit longer, she heard the toilet in his bathroom
flush. He was awake, she realized, and she started to go check on him.
Then it occurred to her: if she was going to seduce him soon, she better
give him a little enticement. She looked at the flannel nightie she was
still wearing since this morning, and replaced it with something more
revealing. Looking through her dresser, she had come upon a sheer set of
baby doll pajamas her Aunt Suzi had given her for her 14th birthday. Not
only were they skimpy, with the bottoms barely covering her developing
adolescent butt, they were also nearly transparent. When the top pressed
against her swelling teenaged breasts, you could see her pink nipples
showing clearly through the thin material. And through the bottoms, the
outline of her brown pubic hair was obvious to anyone who might look at
her crotch. Though she had worn it several times, she never wore it when
her father was around without a robe on top of it. She knew he would be
too embarrassed. But she was going to wear it now, whether it
embarrassed him or not. On second thought, she put her robe on,
reasoning that she better spring it on him slowly when the time was
right.
She walked down to his room, hoping she could put the first phase of her
plan into effect. Knocking on the door, she said, "Daddy? Can I come in?
Are you decent?"
Jim replied, "Sure, honey. Come on in."
Dana opened the door to find her father sitting up now on the edge of
his bed, robe on, looking at the various scrapes and bruises on his body
from that tumble he took on the slopes the night before. "You really got
it bad last night, didn't you, Daddy?"
"I'll say," he replied, "but it could've been worse. If I hadn't gotten
my hands up in time, I might've gone head first into that tree. I guess
I'm lucky."
Dana went to him and gave him a big hug. "Oh, Daddy. I'm so glad you
didn't get hurt worse. I don't know what I'd do without you!" As she
hugged him, she pushed her young breasts into his chest, and squeezed
him tight. She not only meant to demonstrate her daughterly love for
him, she also felt compelled to show him the affection of a young, lusty
woman. She wished they were naked, she and her Daddy, so her naked
breasts could touch his chest. She imagined what it would be like if he
could see her most intimate parts just like she had seen his earlier
that day. She pictured her Daddy's eyes, gazing at her breasts and her
nipples that were poking out even now as she hugged him. Would he like
them, she wondered? In her mind, she could see his eyes travelling down
the length of her young lithe body, admiring her smooth, white skin
until he focused in on the triangle formed by her downy-soft,
light-brown hair covering her womanhood. Would he get an erection from
seeing his own daughter's most secret part, she pondered as she pulled
away from him, giving him a kiss on the cheek in the process.
As she stepped back, she looked at his face. "Daddy! Look at your face!"
Dana must not have noticed it before, but there were scratch marks on
her father's face, and patches of dirt here and there on his nose and
cheeks and forehead from taking that spill the night before. She took
his arm, gently, and pulled him up. "Let's go to the bathroom and let me
clean your face up, Daddy. You're a mess!" Dana was surprised by the
look on her father's face and his body language how childlike he was
becoming. He didn't seem to mind being led to the bathroom, complying
with her tugging at his arm, and treating him as the helpless person he
had temporarily become.
She walked him into the bathroom, pushed him firmly by the shoulders
down onto the toilet seat. She took the washcloth from the rod on the
wall, wet it with a little soap and water, and began to clean up some of
the dirt from his face.
Jim sat there watching as his daughter, ever so carefully and lovingly,
took the washcloth to his face. Part of him felt bad having to put Dana
in the position of taking care of him while he healed. Yet, he felt a
father's pride that he had raised such a fine daughter who would do what
she had to do to help him in his situation. He looked at her face as she
tended to his face. She seemed so willing to take care of him, even
though she surely had better things to do than take care of her clumsy
father who brought this upon himself with his less than skillful skiing.
She's such a good girl to be doing this for me, he thought to himself as
he continued watching Dana tend to his face.
For Dana's part, this was only the first step on the path of getting her
Daddy to make love to her. It might not happen tonight, she knew, but
she was going to have him. All she wanted to do was to plant a little
seed in his mind.
As she finished up his face, she lifted his chin and discovered his neck
was dirty, too. And so was the top of his chest, at least the part she
could see at the opening at the top of his robe. Time for the next step,
she figured.
"Daddy, you're a mess all over. You really need to get cleaned up. You
need a bath!", she said to him, almost as though admonishing her father
like he was a small boy who had been playing in the dirt.
When Jim heard that, he misunderstood. "I guess a little sponge bath
wouldn't hurt," he said.
"Sponge bath? Daddy, it's more than just how you look," Dana said, lying
a little bit, "but you're beginning to smell, uh...a little funky, too.
No offense, Daddy, but you're beginning to smell a little bit. You need
to hop in the shower, and wash that odor off of you."
Jim just looked at her, mouth open. Then he said, holding up his hands,
"And how am I gonna do that with these on?", referring to the casts on
his hands and wrists. "They'll get all wet!"
"Don't be silly," she replied, "we'll wrap some plastic bags around your
hands and arms and seal them with tape so they don't get wet."
"And just how am I supposed to wash myself with my hands wrapped up in
plastic bags?", Jim wanted to know.
Without hesitating, Dana answered him. "I'm going to wash you, Daddy?"
Jim looked at his young daughter, shocked at the suggestion. "You'll do
no such thing! You can't wash me. I'm your father. I'd be too
embarrassed. You'd be embarrassed, too. No, I won't hear of it."
Dana stood in front of her father, put her hands on his shoulders, and
spoke to him firmly. "You're being ridiculous, Daddy. Didn't you use to
give me a bath when I was little?"
"That was different. You were younger then, and you couldn't wash
yourself!"
"Just like you are helpless now, and you can't wash yourself. Besides,
wouldn't you insist on washing me if the situation was reversed? Suppose
I was the one wearing casts on my arms. Wouldn't you be the one to take
care of me?" She grinned at him.
"I would not," he said, "I'd have your Aunt Suzi come and help you."
"Aunt Suzi? Daddy, Aunt Suzi lives 200 miles away, has three kids, and
works part-time. Do you really think she's gonna drive all that way just
to give me a bath? Be serious. If I were the one who was hurt, you'd
have to bathe me."
Jim was beginning to lose the argument. "I would not! I'd have one of
your girl friends come over and help bathe you!"
"Daddy!!! That's gross! I couldn't ask one of my friends to wash my
body. They'd think I was a lesbian or something! How about you? Do you
want me to call Mr. Bill, your friend from work, and ask him to come
over and give you a bath? How would you feel about that?" Dana was
pleased with herself. She could tell from the look on her father's face
that she had just won the battle.
Jim looked down at his feet. He knew Dana was right. She would have to
help him take a shower. There was no other way. "Okay...okay...but, we
need to do this with the least amount of embarrassment...for both of
us." He paused. "I know I'm going to feel funny having you see
me...naked. And I'm sure it won't be easy for you to have to look at
your father's co...uh, I mean...my privates."
Dana's ears perked up at her father's word choice, that is, his "almost"
word choice. He almost started to use another word for "penis". She
wasn't sure what the word was, but she could tell he was about to use a
dirty word. It kind of surprised her that her Daddy knew any dirty
words. Oh, he'd occasionally let loose with some "hells" and "damns",
and the occasional "shit", but she had never heard him say anything
dirtier...until today. He had another name for his penis, and she was
determined to find out what that word was.
After considering her father's concerns, Dana replied, "Daddy, I
understand this could be a little embarrassing for both of us, but I
think I'll be alright with it...if you will." And then, to show her
maturity, she added, "I'll respect your dignity." Dana had no idea where
those words came from, but they seemed to work. Her father seemed a
little more relaxed with the idea now.
"Listen, here's what we'll do. You get in the bathtub, close the shower
curtain, and take off your robe. I'll go downstairs to the kitchen and
get some plastic trash bags to put around your arms. Okay?"
Jim sighed and stood motionless for a minute.
"C'mon, Daddy. I'll be right back with the bags, then we'll get you all
cleaned up. And we'll make it quick." Dana had no intention of making it
quick, but if she could get her father to go along with her plan at this
point, the next step would be much easier.
"Go ahead. Get behind the shower curtain and get ready." She watched as
her Daddy stepped into the tub, and closed the shower curtain behind
him. She started to head for the kitchen to get the plastic bags, when
she heard her father call to her. Oh, no. He's not going to back out
now, she worried.
"Yes, Daddy?"
"Sweetie? Would you help Daddy get his robe off? Please?"
Dana just smiled. Yes! He's gonna go through with it.
"Sure, Daddy. You can't take a shower with your robe on, can you?"
She opened the shower curtain. There was her father, his back turned
towards her, waiting for his daughter to remove his robe. Gently, she
helped him get the robe off, leaving his backside exposed to her again,
just like earlier this morning. This would be different though. This
morning, she could only look at his firm butt. Now, in just a few
minutes, she would be doing more than just looking at it. She would be
touching it, soaping it up, and squeezing it as she'd wash it. She'd be
able to feel those hard butt muscles she had seen earlier.
But that wasn't all. In a little while, she'd be washing his penis and
his balls. She'd be lathering them in her tiny teenaged hands, feeling
the roundness of his balls resting in their sac, and stroking that huge
penis she had touched this morning. And, if all went as she had planned,
she would finally get to feel her Daddy's fully erect penis in her
hands.
Continued in Part Five
Subject: "At His Daughter's Mercy"PART FIVE (M/f;teen;inc;cons
From: "terry schulz" <schulzie@hotmail.com>
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories
Date: 18 Jan 1998 22:23:49 GMT
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"At His Daughter's Mercy" PART FIVE:(Mf;teen;inc;cons)
by Schulzie
Dana practically flew down the stairs to the kitchen to get the plastic
bags and tape so she could protect the casts on her Daddy's hands and
wrists from the water. He was waiting upstairs in the shower, totally
nude, after she had persuaded him to allow her to bathe him. He was
adament against the idea at first. There was no way he would allow his
own daughter to lather him all over and see his genitalia. No, not his
young teenaged daughter. She was only fourteen, and he was concerned
that the embarrassment of seeing her father totally naked would be too
much for her, not to mention his own embarrassment of standing there
exposed to her gaze.
Little did he know that Dana wanted this to happen, ever since this
morning when she saw the huge bulge in his briefs as he lay asleep in
bed, or later when she saw his butt when she helped him get his robe on,
or even later when she saw and touched, for the first time, his rapidly
hardening penis as he slept soundly under the influence of his pain
medication. She was determined not only to see and feel his sex organ
again, but she was going to make sure it was her Daddy's penis that did
the inevitable deed of taking her virginity from her.
That's why for every argument Jim had presented for why he would not
allow her to bathe him, she presented even stronger reasons why he had
to let her clean his body. She used every reason in the book, appealing
to his vanity, his ego and his common sense. He finally gave in, knowing
that she was right. There was no way he could wash himself, and no way
anyone else was available to do it for him. It was when Dana promised to
"respect his dignity" that he was convinced that this would be nothing
more than a "labor of love" on his sweet, innocent daughter's part.
From Dana's point of view, it was indeed a labor of love. She dearly
loved her Daddy. But it was also a labor of lust, too. Ever since this
morning, when she first set her eyes on her father's huge, swollen
penis, she knew that she had to see it, to touch it, and to have it up
inside her. She wanted her own father to make love to her, to see and
feel her body all over. She wanted her Daddy to take her innocence from
her, to make her a woman by stuffing his penis into her tight virgin
hole.
She rushed around getting the plastic trash bags she would need to cover
his casts, and the tape to hold them in place. She was breathless in
anticipation of the knowledge that in just a few minutes, she would be
caressing him all over, from head to toe, feeling every square inch of
her father's naked body. This time she would feel his penis in it's most
engorged state.
Her plan was to try -step by step - to make her father want to make love
to her. She dared not rush it, knowing very well that her father was not
yet physically or emotionally prepared to have sex with his own
daughter. But she was sure that she could plant the seed of lust in his
mind and that soon, she would feel his penis penetrate her vaginal
opening - the first penis to enter her most private and intimate part.
Calmly she headed back upstairs to get things started. She was so
excited by what was about to happen, she started to hyperventilate. She
had to pause before she entered the bathroom to get her breath under
control. She wanted her father to see that she was handling this in a
mature fashion. She did not want to give him the impression that she was
nervous. More importantly, she did not want him to suspect that she was
looking forward to washing his nude body.
"I'm back, Daddy," she said as she walked in the bathroom, "are you
ready?
Jim Sykes stood there behind the shower curtain, still a little
uncertain about what was going to happen shortly. He was completely nude
in the tub with only the shower curtain serving to hide his unclothed
body from the inspection of his daughter. He was on the verge of
humiliation knowing that shortly his own daughter was going to be
looking at his body, washing it with her own hands, and being exposed to
what he was sure would be the first cock she had ever seen. Cock, he
thought. He winced at his earlier slip of the tongue when he almost
referred to his penis as a cock. He hoped that she hadn't heard him. He
always made an effort to curb his tongue in the presence of his young
daughter. He didn't want her to think he had a foul mouth. He would say
"hell" or "damn" occasionally when he was angry, and even said "shit"
once or twice when he was extremely upset. But he had never used dirty
words to describe body parts or the sex act. He didn't think she was
ready to use or even hear those words yet.
But he did know one thing; in just a moment, she was going to see his
penis. He was afraid of what her reaction would be to seeing her first
penis, especially his penis. Jim knew that he was well-endowed compared
to most other men. Thank God, he thought, there was no way she'd see him
with a hard-on. He was concerned that just seeing him with a soft dick
would traumatize her. Soft and dangling, his cock was six inches long.
But with a full erection, it grew to just over eight solid, firm inches.
If his soft dick might scare her, imagine what she'd think if she saw it
standing erect in front of her eyes. But he knew he'd never have an
erection. He was nervous, the bathroom was cold, and besides, this was
his daughter. And if she was quick, the shower would be over in short
time. A quick lathering all over, a quick rinse, and the ordeal would be
over for both of them.
Jim was so preoccupied with his private worries that he didn't hear
Dana's voice at first. "Daddy, let's get started. Give me your left arm
first. Let me get it wrapped in the plastic."
"Oh, okay Sweetie. Here you go." Jim turned around and offered Dana his
left arm from behind the curtain, allowing her to put the plastic bag on
his arm over his cast and fasten it securely to make a waterproof seal
with the masking tape she brought with her.
"That's done", she said. "Now the other one."
Jim had to turn his body around to face away from the shower curtain. He
slipped his right arm out from behind the curtain and again felt Dana go
through the process of wrapping his arm in the protective plastic. She
worked quickly and had his other arm covered in just a minute.
"Okay, Daddy. Everything's secure now. Not too tight, I hope."
"Uh-unh", said Jim, knowing that the moment of fate was upon him. Within
a minute, his young daughter would be soaping his body and looking at
him in his complete nudity.
"Let me turn the water on for you, Daddy." With that, she went to the
other end of the curtain, pulled it back slightly without looking at her
naked father, and reached for the faucet handles. She turned them both
on and began to make adjustments to the temperature. She wanted her
father to be completely comfortable for this experience. She wanted the
water to be hot, but not too hot. It took her a little bit of time to
adjust the water to what she thought would be the perfect temperature.
Finally, she thought the water was just right. "Okay, Daddy. Here it
comes. Get ready." Then she pulled the little plunger that rested on top
of the faucet, and the water began to spray from the shower head above.
She heard the water come gushing down, splashing on the plastic that she
had wrapped around her father's arms.
But before she proceeded to pull back the curtain to begin washing her
father, there was one more thing she had to do. She removed the robe she
had been wearing and placed it on top of the toilet tank. There she was,
standing in the thin, transparent baby doll pajamas she had chosen to
wear for the occasion. She gave herself a quick onceover in the full
length mirror, seeing how she might look to her father, and was
satisfied that her body would be quite visible in her womanly lingerie.
Then she announced: "Okay, Daddy, get wet under the shower. Then turn
around and let me wash your back." Through the shower curtain, Dana
could barely make out a silhouette of her father's body as he moved
under the shower to get wet. Then, he saw her move back up closer to the
other end of the shower. "Ready?
"Ready," said Jim.
Dana reached for the shower curtain and pulled it to one side. There was
her sweet Daddy, naked, his back to her and his butt in plain view. Dana
took a deep breath and began the bathing of her father. Reaching back
toward the wash basin, she grabbed a container of soft soap, poured some
in her hand, and began to rub her hands together to make some lather.
"I'll start at the back of your neck, Daddy, and work my way down."
Jim muttered a soft "uh huh" as he stood there waiting for that first
touch. He felt her hands touch his neck, and a chill went through him.
She was touching him with her hands. "Don't you think you should use a
washcloth, honey?"
"I thought about that, Daddy, but I figured that as long as I was
washing you, I might massage some of your sore muscles at the same
time."
Jim just sighed. He didn't want to prolong this anymore than was
necessary, and he knew that if he got into an argument with Dana about
using a washcloth, she'd argue back only to make the ordeal drag on
longer than he wanted it to.
Dana only wanted to prolong the experience. She was determined to make
this last as long as possible, giving her access to her Daddy's naked
body to look at and to touch. And touching was exactly what she was
doing. She ran her soapy hands all over her father's strong back, giving
him alternately a vigorous scrubbing with her hands, and a deep massage
with her fingertips. At first, she could feel the tenseness in her
Daddy's back. His muscles were tight, and she knew that he was nervous.
But gradually, he began to relax under her fingers that were working
magic on his back. Slowly she worked her way down his back, and lingered
at the small of his back, making motions as though she intended to rub
his butt cheeks.
Jim was relieved when she skipped over his ass, and started working on
his feet. She lifted one foot off the floor of the tub and began washing
and massaging it, then repeated it on his other foot. She worked her
fingers between each of his toes. Jim couldn't believe how thorough she
was as she finished washing his feet. Then she started up his legs,
alternating between legs as she washed his calves, the back of his
knees, and up to his thighs. She gave his thighs extra attention as she
worked, massaging the muscles in his upper legs. The closer she got to
his butt, the more she worked her hands between his legs.
Jim became immediately aware of where her hands were heading. Her
fingertips were only an inch or two away from his balls, and if they
went any higher, she would surely touch his scrotum. Her hands were so
soft and gentle, he was no longer sure about his earlier resolve not to
get a hard-on. These were his daughter's hands on his thighs, but they
were also the hands of a rapidly maturing young woman whose dainty
little feminine fingers were approaching his balls, threatening to send
ripples of pleasure through his body at the first glancing touch of his
scrotal sac.
Jim was expecting her fingers to touch his balls at any second when he
felt her hands leave his body as she reached for more soap. His relief
was short-lived as her hands reached for his body again.
Dana knew that she was about to wash his butt. She had been staring at
it the entire time she was washing his back and legs, and now the moment
was here. She also knew she was going to do something that initially
grossed her out just to think about. She would have to wash her Daddy's
bottom thoroughly. That meant she would have to soap up his anus and
clean him up there. At first, the idea did not appeal to her at all.
That's where he poops, she realized. Yet she also knew that it was the
place that would probably need the most cleaning, especially if he had
already pooped today and wasn't able to wipe himself properly.
She soaped her hands up real good until she had quite a handful of
lather, and began to run her hands all over her father's butt. She gave
each butt cheek equal attention as she pressed firmly against them,
feeling his hard butt under her fingers. God, he's got a great butt,
Dana thought as she needed it under her soft, but firm fingers.
At first, Jim got a little tense when he felt her fingers touch his
butt. Here was his own daughter, rubbing his ass. It was scary and
pleasurable at the same time. He felt uncomfortable knowing his young
teenaged girl was rubbing his ass, but she was doing such a wonderful
job, he eventually decide to go with the flow and just let it happen.
Then, surprise. He was enjoying the pleasure of her hands soaping and
massaging his ass when he suddenly became aware that one of her hands
had slipped between his ass cheeks and was now rubbing up against his
asshole. He started to struggle away from her hand that was touching his
asshole. He had taken a shit earlier, and had done the best he could to
wipe himself, but he was sure he wasn't very clean there. He was
concerned that Dana was going too far in her effort to clean him up by
washing away any residue of feces that might still be there. He started
to protest until he felt one of her fingers touch the edge of his
asshole, and starting to run circles around it. This made him wiggle a
little as the erotic implication of her actions began to have an effect.
Unbelievable to him, she could feel his cock begin to twitch as the
sensation of Dana's finger on his asshole began to send shock waves over
his whole body.
Dana was not unaware that her Daddy was reacting to her finger touching
his butt hole. At first, she thought he was about to holler at her for
touching him there, but then he seemed to settle down. Good thing, she
thought, because the way he was wiggling before had caused the water
spraying on him to become diverted, resulting in her getting a blast all
over the front of her. She looked down and saw that the front of her
pajamas were drenched. Now the already near transparent pajamas were
totally transparent. As the wet pajama top clung to her, every detail of
her ripe, young breasts could be seen through the sheer, now wet,
material. Looking down even further, she could see that the front of the
bottoms were also damp from the water. How much was from the shower or
from her own vaginal moisture, she wasn't sure. But it was very obvious
to see that when she stood up, her pubic hair would be completely
visible. Her father had no idea that she had taken off the robe, nor did
he know what she had been wearing underneath. But now when he turned
around to face her, he would see her in a skimpy, wet babydoll pajama
set. And at this point, she knew that she might as well be wearing
nothing. There would be nothing hidden from his view once he saw the wet
pajamas. He would see it all. She hadn't planned on him seeing so much
of her this soon, but now he was about to see all of her developing
charms. It was too late now.
While Dana was worrying about the display she was about to present to
him, Jim began to worry about the state of his cock. His daughter had
just touched his asshole with her tiny forefinger. At one point, he
thought he felt it slip in his asshole just a tiny bit which sent a
charge of electrical impulses through his body. Those little impulses
had found their way to his cock, and he could feel it beginning to stir.
This was what he had dreaded from the beginning. If his cock reached a
full erection, he would soon be facing his daughter with a major
hard-on. The embarrassment of that would be too much for both him and
her. He tried hard to will his erection away, trying not to think too
much about what would happen if he turned around with a stiff dick
pointing at his 14 year old daughter's sweet face. Fortunately, worrying
about it was the best thing that could've happened. The fear and
nervousness of the situation helped to deflate his swollen cock fairly
rapidly.
When Dana was finished washing her Daddy's butt, she said, "Okay, Daddy.
Rinse off."
Jim turned toward the water quickly, standing under the shower head with
his back still towards her, hoping the time he spent rinsing off would
give his cock even more time to deflate before he'd have to turn around
and face her so she could clean the front of his body. It seemed to work
as his dick had almost returned to its totally soft state.
Meanwhile, Dana was tempted to grab her robe while her father rinsed
off, but suddenly realized that this might be the perfect way to entice
him, to make him notice her, to excite him. Rather than put her robe on,
she decided to turn things up a notch.
Behind her father's back, she reached in the shower cupping her hands,
filling them with water, and splashed herself even more until she was
totally soaked. When he turned around, he would see all that she had to
offer him.
When he was finished rinsing all the soap off of him, Jim said, "Dana,
I'm a little embarrassed about turning around and letting you see me all
at once. Could you start with my chest as I keep my lower half behind
the shower curtain?"
Dana was a little disappointed. She had hoped to have a longer look at
her father's penis while she washed his chest and worked towards his
crotch. But she could sense his nervousness, and didn't want to scare
him off. Not now. Not when she had taken things this far. Besides, she
would have the pleasure of watching his reaction when he turned around
and saw her dripping, see-through clothes.
Jim did turn around, and he did grab on to the shower curtain to hide
his lower half from her view. But he did something Dana had not
expected. He closed his eyes.
Jim was starting to feel a little humiliation knowing that eventually he
would have to let go of the curtain, exposing himself to his little
girl, and he didn't want to know how she reacted to seeing his cock. He
just didn't want to make eye contact with her until the whole thing was
over and done with.
God, he's so shy, Dana thought, wishing he would loosen up a little and
just let her get the job done. At least, he could open his eyes to
check out her near nude condition. But he didn't. So, she put more soap
on her hands, lathered up, and started washing her father's chest.
Daddy's got a really sexy chest, she thought, as she admired the large
patch of thick hair. As she ran her fingers through the hair on his
chest, she realized how lucky her Mom must have been to have such a
handsome man for a husband.
As much as she was enjoying rubbing his chest, she was now getting
impatient to get to what she had been waiting for; the moment when she
would place her hands on his big, Daddy-sized penis. "Okay, your chest
is done. Time to let me get at your legs."
But again, Jim held onto the shower curtain, keeping it in front of his
crotch as he scooted his legs over and put them one at a time on the
side of the tub to let her scrub them. He still had his eyes closed as
she worked on his legs from toes to thighs. She had picked up the pace,
Jim realized, probably to get the shower over with quickly. God bless
her, he said to himself silently. She's as embarrassed as I am.
Dana was in no way embarrassed. Quite the contrary, Dana looked at the
washing of his legs as a necessary delay in what she really wanted: to
touch his cock.
Finished with his leg, there was only one area left to get to, and the
magic moment was finally here. "Daddy? I need to wash your privates
now," she said calmly, trying hard to hide her excitement.
With his eyes still closed, Jim swallowed hard and let go of the shower
curtain. And now, he stood before this teenaged girl, his own daughter,
nude, his cock and balls exposed to her. He had never felt so
humiliated.
Dana had never felt so excited. Her vagina was getting wetter and
wetter. She could feel goosebumps all over, and her clit began to throb.
She was seeing her Daddy standing before her, naked. His penis was soft,
but hung down in front of his balls which drooped down even lower than
his penis. With his eyes closed, she was able to stare admiringly at his
penis as it hung there for her inspection. She couldn't stare too much
just in case her father opened his eyes and caught her eyes lovingly
taking in the sight of his penis.
She decided to start with his balls. "Daddy?", she asked, "Could you
open your legs a little bit?" Jim complied with her request almost as
though it were an order. She lathered up her hands again and reached her
his scrotal sac.
"Careful", said Jim, as Dana put her hands under his sac and lifted his
balls gently. As she soaped his balls, she weighed them in her palm. She
could feel his round testicles rolling in her hand as she touched them
for the first time. Slowly her hand made gentle circles around his
scrotum as she attended to her task.
This action of caressing his balls was too much for Jim to bear. He
could feel that twitching sensation in his cock as Dana lovingly gave
his balls her undivided attention. He felt blood rushing into the spongy
tissue of his organ, quickly filling his cock to capacity. He could feel
her fingernails lightly, very lightly, run across his scrotal sac
sending pulse after pulse of sexual electricity directly to the head of
his cock, and he could feel his massive tool beginning to rise. Oh,
Lord, he thought, as he realized he was experiencing the beginning of a
hard-on. He knew that the treatment his young daughter was giving his
balls as she caressed them so delicately was causing his cock to rise
before her eyes. He did not dare open his eyes to look at her face. The
embarrassment he was feeling at this moment, as his cock began to rise
from its flaccid state, was too much for him to bear.
Dana saw the first stirrings of his penis as she continued to run her
fingertips around his balls. It reminded her of what happened earlier
when she touched him in his sleep. It had started to rise the same way,
slowly at first, and in no time at all was nearly fully extended. Only
this time, she would be here to see his swelling organ complete its
transition from limp to stiff. She kept her eyes on his penis as she
worked her magic fingers around and around on his balls.
Jim was completely humiliated now. His eyes closed, he could only wonder
how Dana was reacting to his erection. Surely, she must have noticed it
beginning to rise. How could she not see it? He could feel his cock
begin to angle upward. No matter how much he tried to ignore the feeling
of her fingers on his balls, his cock was responding to the stimulus of
his young daughter's ministrations. He could tell he was now half-erect,
and knew that Dana was looking. He worried that his daughter must be
shocked at the sight. She must be thinking that he was some kind of
pervert. Imagine her own father being turned on by his daughter's
innocent touch.
Quite the contrary, the cute little 14 year old was growing more and
more turned on as she watched her Daddy's penis begin to stand up and
away from his body, and point toward her. She could wait no longer. Her
hands, slightly trembling, reached out to grasp his engorged organ.
For a brief moment in time, both the father and daughter had reached a
point of no return. She was at the height of excitement; he was at the
height of utter embarrassment as her fingers wrapped around the shaft of
his tumescence. Time stopped when she touched his rapidly hardening
cock.
Now, almost completely erect, Jim felt the warmth of his daughter's hand
around the girth of his cock. He never felt so humiliated, yet he also
had never experienced the pleasure of a female hand on his cock like
this before. This was insane, he thought, my own daughter is touching my
cock, and I'm enjoying it.
Dana was thinking, too. She realized at that moment that she was doing
something very few girls ever do. She had her hand around her father's
hard penis. She had caused her Daddy to become erect, and now she was
going to do her best to give him the pleasure he so richly deserved.
Making a gentle fist, she began to roll back that layer of skin that
covered the head of his penis, retracting it, pulling the skin back all
the way to the base of the organ. This little move on her part completed
his erection, and she watched with fascination as the bulbous tip of his
penis mushroomed in front of her, only inches away from her face. His
penis was at its fullest length now, about eight inches she estimated.
Wow, she thought, so this is what she had been waiting to see and touch.
Her little vagina gushed with its natural lubricant as she held his
penis more tightly now. She was more turned on than she had ever been in
her life. She wished her Daddy would just pick her up in his arms and
carry her to the bed and make sweet love to her. But when she looked up
at his face, she could see only nervous contortions. She was a little
confused. If he was erect, he must be enjoying this. Then why did he
seem so uncomfortable.
She thought that she had better start paying more attention to cleaning
his penis than admiring it before her father would begin to get
suspicious. Taking her soapy hand, she began to stroke the length of his
penis while the other hand continued to retract the extra skin. Ever so
slowly, she ran her hand up and down his penis, making it soapy from
base to tip.
Jim was in a panic now. "I'm so sorry, sweetie. Daddy's so sorry." All
he could do was try to apologize for the erection of his cock. But his
worries only increased as he realized that what his daughter was doing
to his cock was causing it to harden even more. Didn't she know, he
wondered, that if she continued to manipulate his cock that way, he
would have an orgasm? No, he thought, she probably doesn't understand
the effect she was having on him.
Dana did know the effect she was creating. She could feel his penis
getting stiffer in her hand as she now took her thumb and forefinger and
began to move the skin back and forth across the ridge that surrounded
the head of his hugely erect organ. Jim wanted to pull away from her
grasp, but at the same time he wanted her to continue with her stroking.
Dana started to pick up the pace now. Her fingers began to move faster
now. She felt her vaginal walls begin to spasm as she felt her father's
penis getting harder and harder. She could see by the look on his face
that he was concentrating on the movement of her tiny hand on his penis.
Faster and faster, she stroked him. She could see his knees buckling a
little bit. She also noticed that his scrotal sac was tightening,
pushing his balls closer to his body.
Jim suddenly became aware of what was happening. He had gotten so caught
up in the overwhelming erotic sensations of his daughter stroking his
cock, he had forgotten how wrong this had become. He was mortified
enough by the idea of Dana washing his dick for him, but now he was
beginning to feel shame when he realized that he was allowing her to
continue stroking him. He actually realized that he wanted her to make
him cum. He was using his little girl for his own pleasure. This had to
stop. He must tell her to stop. Now.
He opened his eyes and planned to stop her before he came. But when he
opened his eyes, he beheld the spectacle before him. He saw Dana, down
on her knees in front of him, stroking his dick in earnest. He saw her
little hand pumping away on his cock, her eyes fixed on it. Then he saw
her pajamas. It had been years since he had seen her in so little
clothes. The skimpy baby doll pajamas exposed so much of her smooth,
white, silky skin. Worse, her pajamas had become soaked from the shower.
The material was clinging to her teenaged skin exposing her body to him.
He could see her breasts clearly through the wet pajama top, and as he
looked carefully, he could see her nipples sticking out and pushing
through the transparent top. He could see below that the panties were
also soaked. Her pubic hair was visible through the damp bottoms, and he
could swear he was able to see her pussy lips.
Now Jim was beyond self-control. The combination of her stroking of his
cock, the loving, concentrated look of loving devotion as she stroked
him, and the vision of her near nudity sent him over the edge. His body
tensed. He was going to cum. Right now. In front of his daughter. And
there was no way he could stop it. Not now.
Dana was now working feverishly on his penis, her strokes increasing
rapidly. She noticed that her father was breathing hard now, and his
legs were tensed. Could this be it, she wondered. Was her father about
to have an orgasm?
She didn't have to wait long for an answer. Seconds later, she saw her
father push his hips forward and begin to buck uncontrollable. Then it
happened. From the tip of his penis came an enormous explosive blast of
a creamy white substance. With her face only inches away from the head
of his penis, she became the target of the explosion.
Jim could only stare at the scene in total disbelief. He was a man
possessed as his body had a mind of its own over which he had no
control. He saw that first blast of cum hit Dana's face, drenching her
from forehead to chin. He saw her flinch as it hit her forehead, her
cheeks, her nose and her lips. What was he doing, he thought. He was
cumming on his own daughter's face, and he was unable to stop. Then,
another cannon blast shot from his cock. Again, it landed squarely in
the middle of her face, covering her nose and mouth. Then another shot,
this one landed lower on her shoulder, then another, landing on her
pajama top, right over her left breast.
Dana kept stroking him, watching with fascination and awe as her Daddy
shot his semen all over her. She hadn't expected his ejaculate to come
out with such force. She assumed it would just pour or dribble out of
his penis. She had no idea it squirted out like that. It took her by
surprise when that first shot headed for her face, splattering all over
her cute teenaged features. She caught a little bit of it in the corner
of her eye, but mostly it just covered her face. She was a bit more
prepared for the second shot which had hit her face. Her mouth had
opened when the first shot hit her, and now the second shot had sent a
few drops hurling into her mouth through her parted lips. She could
taste a salty flavor in his semen as it landed on her tongue. The next
shots got her on the shoulder and breast. Her Daddy's semen landed right
on top of her pajama covered nipple. The thrill of having her Daddy's
semen all over her body made her vagina ache with desire. She finished
up her stroking of her father's penis as she saw that what came out what
reduced to a few last trickles and dribbles.
Jim, on the other hand, was in a state of shock. He looked down at his
daughter's cum-covered face. She was splattered by the thick, white
substance that erupted volcano-like from his cock. He had never had such
an intense orgasm before in his life and was surprised by the violent
spewing of his cum. He looked at his daughter's face as the last blast
left his cock. Her entire face was coated with his jism. Thick strings
of cum hung obscenely from her nose and chin. Yet, in spite of his
degrading her unintentionally with his cum, he was surprised to find
that she never missed a stroke with her busy hand, and that she actually
grinned as he shot his load on her. When Dana finally finished pumping
the cum out of his dick, he collapsed against the wall of the shower,
breathless and drained. All he could do was lean against the wall,
shamefully looking at the sight of his semen-defaced little girl.
Dana collapsed, too, on the bathroom floor. She was excited by the
episode that had just occurred. She had brought her Daddy to orgasm. She
had pleased a man for the first time. Not just any man, but her own
father. She sat on the floor, covered in her reward for a job well done.
She was coated in her father's semen.
Then they made eye contact. All they could do for the next few minutes
was stare at one another.
Continued in Part Six
Subject: "At His Daughter's Mercy"PART SIX:Mf;teen;inc;cons
From: "terry schulz" <schulzie@hotmail.com>
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories
Date: 27 Jan 1998 20:53:17 GMT
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"At His Daughter's Mercy" PART SIX: Mf; teen; inc; cons
by Schulzie
For what seemed like an eternity - though it had only been a few minutes
- 14 year old Dana sat on the bathroom floor, eyes locked on her naked
father who was leaning helplessly against the wall of the shower. Her
father, Jim Sykes - a widower for almost 12 years - looked back at his
nearly naked daughter. He was in shock, almost paralyzed, slowly
realizing the terrible thing he had just done. He had just finished
spraying a huge load of cum all over her little angelic face. Out of the
goodness of her sweet heart, Dana had volunteered to help him wash
himself since he was unable to care for himself with casts around both
wrists. He was sure she had offered to assist him out of a sense of duty
since in his helpless condition, and with no other person available to
provide for his immediate needs, his daughter felt compelled to wash
him. How embarrassed she must be, he thought, first having to see him
standing there nude before her eyes, then to witness his cock hardening
before her virgin eyes, only to be degraded by being doused with his
hot, steamy white cum as it exploded out of his cock, twice hitting her
unprepared face, with several smaller shots landing on her shoulder and
breast.
What must she think of me, he thought shamefully to himself. She was
trying so hard to help him clean himself. Her concentrated efforts to
wash him - all of him - ended up with him hosing her with his semen.
Instead of rewarding her, he thought, he had punished her with the vile
display of animal behavior.
What Jim didn't know was that Dana did get her reward. Though she was
not expecting quite the forceful drenching she felt as his semen hit her
square in the face, she had given her Daddy pleasure by stroking his
penis, making it hard, and causing him to have an orgasm resulting in
her entire face being covered in his warm, male juice. Some of his semen
had begun to drip down her cheek, but the thickest of it clung in tiny
ropes off her chin and nose. She never dreamed she could take such
enjoyment in wearing her Daddy's bodily fluid. The idea of a man - any
man - spraying her with semen would have grossed her out just the day
before. But now she sat, collapsed on the floor of the bathroom,
reveling in the creamy, white semen that had been released from her
father's penis as her hands and fingers brought him to orgasm.
Now she looked down at the rest of herself. Her baby doll pajamas,
totally wet from the spray of the shower, clung to her body. There was
not one inch of her young, nubile body that could not be seen through
the wet, transparent material. Her budding breasts, with their stiff wet
nipples sticking out through her thin pajama top, could be seen very
clearly. These were no longer the tiny titties of a child; they were the
rapidly blossoming breasts of a young woman. Surely, she reckoned, her
Daddy must have seen them as he finally opened his eyes to look at her.
And did he look farther down her body, she wondered. Did he look at her
bottoms which were equally wet and clingy like her top? Could he see her
soaked crotch through the soppy-wet material of her bottoms? Dana could
tell that her vaginal lips were puffed out through the crotch of the
bottoms, the result of the unbelievable excitement she felt as she had
toyed with her father's firm butt and played with his huge balls and
massive penis. She wanted so much to know if her father could see her
triangle of brown hair covering her young, virginal private parts. Can
he see it now? Does he see my swollen labia through the bottoms? Does he
know how excited I am? Just by glancing quickly at herself, she wondered
how he could possibly miss what she had below. God, she thought, it
looks like I'm hiding a yoyo down there. The wetness of the material,
the tightness of the crotch seam, and her visible excitement had caused
her already engorged labia to push out the crotch of the bottoms. Dana
wanted to excite her Daddy. She wanted him to make love to her.
Jim was too involved with his humiliation, guilt and shame to notice the
obvious animal lust his sweet, young daughter was exuding. Part of him
was almost too ashamed to look at her, yet he did look, as though to
punish himself for losing control, by allowing himself to use the
stroking of his young teenaged daughter's hand on his cock to bring him
to orgasm. He had used his own daughter to satisfy his own urges. What
Jim would never dream of telling her was that for years he had deprived
himself of sex with a woman. God knows he loved sex. But he avoided
casual sex with women, though he had opportunities, because at first he
did not want to soil the memory of his deceased wife, Dana's mother.
Later, he began to feel that a casual sexual relationship would make him
feel cheap.
He also avoided serious relationships with women because he could never
find someone for whom he cared as much as he had for his late wife. More
importantly, he never found the woman he wanted to become Dana's
stepmother. In his eyes, no woman was good enough. And so, he denied
himself. For sure, he relieved himself of sexual frustration and tension
by his own hand. He jerked off regularly, sometimes as often as three or
four times a night. He still had a healthy sexual appetite, and a very
active fantasy life. But deep down inside, Jim longed to hold and be
held by another woman. He dreamed of having a lover share his bed with
him, someone he could please and be pleased by. He had forgotten what it
felt like to have a woman's hand lovingly stroke his cock. For a few
short moments in the shower, Jim had been taken back in his mind to
earlier times when his wife was still alive. The sensations of the joy
of having his cock fondled by a hand other than his own brought to his
mind images of a young married couple; kissing, touching, caressing,
exploring each other's bodies, pleasing each other in every way
possible, and leading to their bodies joining, his cock in her pussy,
thrusting in and out, building in tempo until finally they both found
their release as wave after wave of mutual orgasms took them higher and
higher and higher... These thoughts had come back to Jim until he
realized that the flashback was caused by the gentle hand of his
daughter as her fingers were wrapped around the circumference of his
swollen cock, stroking him faster and faster until he was beyond
self-control. And then he did the foul deed; he shot his seed on his
daughter's face, painting her adorable, young-girl features with his
jism.
He tried to regain some composure as he attempted to set himself up
straight in the bathtub. Then the horrible sight of what he had done
struck him. He saw her cum-covered face before him, the reminder of the
vile, awful act he had just committed. And then...he saw the rest of
her. Looking down at his daughter seated spread-legged on the floor, Jim
could see her young, teenaged body, barely covered by the flimsy wet
pajamas she had worn while she scrubbed his naked body all over. He
could see the developing fullness of her creamy white breasts. They are
so beautiful, he thought to himself. Not quite as full as an adult
woman's breasts, but beautiful nonetheless. He could see the erect
little nubs, pointing out at him through the top of her soaked pajamas.
He began to look lower when a terrible realization occurred to him. It
was the sight of her near nude body that had caused his increasing
excitement to come to a head, and brought him to that tremendous orgasm
he had experienced only moments ago. It was not just her stroking his
fully erect cock that made him come, it was the vision of her young,
virgin body - virtually nude before his eyes - that completed the rising
excitement he felt, and resulted in the tremendous blasts of cum to
shoot onto the forehead, nose, cheeks and chin of his own daughter. The
pleasure of seeing her practically nude, kneeling before him, rubbing
his erect dick with such tender, loving care made him cum. He now knew,
however shameful the truth might be: his sweet, innocent daughter's
teenaged body turned him on. With that thought, Jim began to slip back
against the shower wall, and he began to slip into the tub itself, being
unable to steady himself with his injured arms handicapped by the casts
and the plastic covering surrounding them.
Dana saw immediately that her father was about to slip down into the
tub, water still running from the showerhead, and she was afraid he
would only do further injury to himself he if slipped all the way. She
jumped up and reached out to grab him before he slipped any more. Though
she was small in comparison to him, she was strong enough to hold him up
and keep him from sinking, allowing him to gain his balance and stand
completely on his own. But in doing so, two things happened. He found
himself being held by Dana, her arms around him, her body pressed into
his. He could feel her teen breasts pushing into his chest. He felt her
breathing in and out, and he thought he could detect the beating of her
heart against him. He felt the warmth of her body as she held his naked
body.
But he also felt something else. His cheek had brushed against hers as
he struggled to stand up. He felt something warm and sticky on his cheek
and he realized that he had just wiped some of the cum off her face and
on to his. Reality returned quickly. Standing by himself now, he quickly
and carefully stepped out of the tub with Dana's help. He reached out
for a towel from the towel rack as Dana leaned over to turn off the
shower. He brought the towel to her face, began wiping the horrible
evidence of his awful deed, apologizing profusely as he did.
"Oh, God. Dana, honey. Daddy is so sorry. I can't believe I did this to
you. You're my little girl. I'm so horrible. Please forgive me. Oh, God,
I feel so awful. I didn't mean for this to happen...", Jim blabbered
over and over and over, as he wiped the remaining cum from his
daughter's face.
Dana could take no more of her Daddy's unnecessary begging for
forgiveness. She took the towel from her father, grabbed him by the
arms, looked him in the eyes, and said, sharply, "Daddy!"
He continued with his uncontrollable pleas for forgiveness. Again, this
time more emphatically, "Daddy! Stop!"
They both froze. They looked at each other, neither speaking for a few
seconds. Then Dana broke the silence. "It's alright, Daddy." Then, more
slowly, "Its...alright!"
"No! It's not alright!", Jim offered in return. "What I did to you was
unexcusable. I used you, sweetie. I took advantage of..."
Again, Dana stopped him. "Daddy. It's okay. What happened was natural.
You couldn't help it. It's my fault just as much as yours."
"Your fault? No way was it your fault, I let you do what you did. Daddy
knew something like this might happen, and I let you go ahead and...".
Jim replied. That is until Dana put her finger to his lips to hush him.
"Daddy...I knew it might happen, too."
Jim looked at her in disbelief. At first he couldn't speak. He just
looked at her, not being sure he heard her right.
"You...knew ?? What do you mean 'you knew it might happen'? How did you
know it might happen?", he asked incredulously. "You're only 14!"
"Daddy!?", she asked, almost insulted, "I'm not a child anymore. I've
learned a little about sex. You know? School? Sex ed? I know a little
bit about sex and men. I'm not a little girl anymore!"
"Now wait right there, young lady!", Jim countered. "You're still my
little girl. And fathers aren't supposed to do that with their
daughters. What I did was to allow you to jer...that is, I let
you...masturbate me...and I let you make me...uh...climax. That's wrong,
Dana. As your father, I should never have let that happen!"
Dana looked into her father's eyes. She could tell that part of him was
angry about what had just happened here in the bathroom. She could also
tell that he was dealing with embarrassment from having been brought to
orgasm by his own daughter. But there was a new look on his face she had
never seen before. As much as he seemed shocked or humiliated by the
whole experience, there was also a sense of relief on his face. A look
that suggested that part of him needed what she had done for him. A look
that said that somewhere deep inside, he had this urgent need to release
a lot of pent-up frustration and stress. Perhaps all that semen that her
Daddy had unloaded on her was a way for him to release the tension he
felt inside. The tension of work, of being a single parent, maybe even
of being without a woman for so long. She knew her father dated from
time-to time, but he never came home late, never brought a woman over to
spend the night at their house, and never spent the night elsewhere.
Maybe sex was just what he needed at this point in his life. And in
spite of all his protestations, maybe he would come to see that the
answer to all his stress and frustration and loneliness was standing
right in front of him. Maybe with a little more time and persuasion from
her, she could make him see that she was the best thing for him. She
knew she had pleased him with her hands only moments before. Surely she
could find other ways to bring him the pleasure he needed so badly.
Dana, very quietly, very firmly, very maturely, said to Jim, "Daddy.
What happened was the natural result of being touched in a area that is
sensitive. I knew that if I touched you there", now pointing to his
crotch, "on your penis...and your...testicles, you might get an
erection. It didn't bother me, Daddy. I wasn't shocked." She paused,
knowing that what she was about to say had to be clear to her father.
"And...if it happens again, we'll deal with it."
Jim just looked at her in utter disbelief. "If it happens again?? Oh,
no. It will not happen again. I will not allow you to be put in that
position again. It shouldn't even have happen this time. You are just
barely a teenager and I am your father. And I say, it will not happen
again!"
Without missing a beat, Dana replied, "Daddy, you know I love you with
all my heart. You know I have never disobeyed you. But I WILL continue
helping you. I will help you eat. I will help you get dressed. And I
WILL help you get washed! As long as you can't do things for
yourself..." This time she paused longer, for effect, letting what she
was about to tell him sink in, "...I will do anything and EVERYTHING you
need done for you." Then she punctuated her declaration. "EVERYTHING!"
The eye contact between father and daughter was long and intense. They
seemed to stare into each other's eyes for the longest time. It was as
though they were engaged in a game of "chicken"; neither one was about
to be the first to blink. For Dana, she intended to make her meaning
clear. She wanted her Daddy to know that whatever he needed - whatEVER
he needed - she would provide for him. She was letting him know that if
the same thing happened again - if she found herself facing his erect
penis - she would take care of it for him. She would do whatever it
might take to please him, to help him release his semen again. She was
NOT going to back down.
For Jim's part, he was determined to maintain control over this
situation. He was the adult. He was her father. Allowing this to happen
once was bad enough. He was not expecting things to happen quite the
way they did. When things began to get out of hand, he lost control and
permitted himself to use his daughter for an act which deep inside he
knew he needed. He couldn't resist the temptation of letting her jerk
him off. He hadn't intended for his load to splatter all over her face.
But he knew now that once she had brought his cock to a full hard-on, he
let it proceed. He let her finish him off with her gentle, yet firm
strokes on his erect cock.
Then he remembered what really set him off. He recalled that he did
begin to stop her before he came, but the sight of her kneeling
submissively before her, giving his cock such loving treatment, all the
time exposed in those wet, see-through pajamas pushed him beyond his
self-control, caused him to give in and let it happen. Whether he liked
it or not, he HAD let her stroke him to orgasm. And he enjoyed it. And
now he knew. It was going to happen again against his better judgment.
He suddenly became aware of his current predicament. As he thought about
what Dana had just said to him, he realized that he had dropped the eye
contact with her. He found himself staring at her body, barely hidden
by the still-wet clothing. He was close enough to clearly see all of
her. Her pert breasts, her flat tummy, her broadening hips, and her
pussy. Her young, tender, virgin pussy. His inspection of her, standing
so close -close enough to touch if he dared - made him aware of his own
total nudity. Worse, once again he could feel the beginning of another
erection. Only this time, it was not because she had been touching him,
it was because he had been looking at her, thinking about her, and
beginning to wonder: what if?
His cock was really beginning to harden now, the best he could do to
hide it from Dana was to turn around. "We'll discuss this later", he
said, "but I think it's time to get dressed. Can you help me with my
robe, please?"
Dana hadn't missed seeing his penis begin to get hard again. And she
hadn't even touch it. It just started getting long and hard again on
it's own.. Why, she wondered. Was she just imagining things or could it
be true that he was turned on as much as she was? She asked him to hold
his arms out so she could remove the plastic bags she had used to
protect his casts from the water. Then she grabbed his robe and started
to help him get his arms in the sleeves. When she got both arms in to
the point where he could finish by himself, she started to move in front
of him so she could tie the sash. Only he kept turning away from her.
Again she tried, and again he turned away. After trying and failing one
more time, she swiftly went around the other way and said, "Daddy. Stop
and let me tie you robe for you." This time she did manage to get in
front and grabbed his robe, only to discover his problem. His penis was
fully erect, standing straight out in front of him again, just as it had
when he was in the shower. This time she would have no excuse to touch
it, so she quickly closed the robe and tied the sash to hold it close.
That didn't stop his penis from pushing out the front of his robe.
Before he turned to leave the bathroom, Dana noticed something
interesting about his penis. At the very tip of it, she could see a drop
of clear liquid clinging to the head of his penis, right at the hole
where urine and semen came out. That's curious, she thought. I wonder
what that is, she wanted to know.
They left their previous discussion unfinished as Jim crawled on top of
the covers on his bed. Dana told him that she was going to fix him some
dinner and bring him his pain medicine since it was almost time for
another dose. Her father asked her to bring two pills this time since
the pain he was feeling was worse than before. "Are you sure, Daddy? Is
that safe?"
"It'll be fine, sweetie."
Dana went downstairs to the kitchen and began to look at what was
available to fix for dinner. As she looked in the pantry, the phone
rang.
"Hello?
"Hi Dana! This is Mrs. Haven, Judith's Mom.
"Oh hi, Mrs. Haven. How are you?
"Just fine. Listen. Is your Dad there?"
"Yeah, he is. But he's resting right now. He got into a bit of a skiing
accident last night, and he's still in some pain."
"Oh dear, nothing too serious I hope."
"Just a few broken bones", said Dana, minimizing the situation.
"Well, Dana, do you think I could talk to him anyway if he's awake. I
won't keep him long. I just need to ask him a favor. I think you might
like the idea."
"Hold on. I'll see if he's awake." And with that, Dana went up to her
father's bedroom.
"Daddy? Are you still awake?"
"Yes, honey. Is there something wrong? I thought I heard the phone
ring."
"Judith's mom? Mrs. Haven's on the phone. She wants to ask you
something."
"Okay," he said. "Could you put the call on the speakerphone for me?
Jim and Mrs. Haven exchanged pleasantries for a minute, they talked
about his accident, and then she got to the point.
"Dr. Haven and I have an unexpected opportunity to go away for the
weekend to a private lodge in the mountains, and since we rarely get a
chance to go away alone, I was wondering if Judith could stay with you
and Dana for the weekend. But with you being hurt and all, if it's too
much, I'll try to find someone else to watch her. But you know how 14
year olds are; they don't like the idea of a babysitter."
Dana had been listening to the conversation. Judith was one of her best
friends, maybe her very best friend. Yet, she had mixed feelings about
having Judith over for the weekend. That would mean she wouldn't be able
to take care of her father the way she wanted to "take care" of him. On
the other hand, though Judith was just as much a virgin as she was,
Judith seemed to know so much more about sex. Dana just assumed that
being the daughter of a doctor, Judith just had more access to
information about sex than the average teenager. Maybe she could get
Judith to answer some of the questions she had formulated about sex
today.
Jim was hopeful that Dana would agree, as this would take some of the
pressure off him of a repeat performance of what had occurred in the
shower. There was no way, he thought, that Dana would try again to give
him such an intimate shower with one of her friends in the house.
"Well, is that alright with you?", Jim asked Dana.
Even if Dana wanted to say no, there was no way she could with the
conversation taking place over the speakerphone. "That would be cool."
"Dana would love to have Judith over.", said Jim.
"Oh, great! Is it okay if we drop her off about 7:30?"
"Sure, we'll be here. I may be upstairs asleep. But I think the girls
can entertain themselves."
Dana began thinking to herself as her father and Judith's mother
finished up their conversation. Even with Judith here, she still had to
take care of her Daddy. She would still have to feed him and help him
take a shower. What would Judith think if she knew that she was helping
her father in the shower? Would she think it was wierd that she had seen
her father naked? There was no way she was going to tell Judith about
seeing her father with an erection. And certainly she would never
confess to having played with her Daddy's penis and giving him an
orgasm. This was something Judith might think was gross or sick. She
would have to keep it a secret, even from her best friend.
Yet, she knew that Judith might have answers about the questions running
through her mind. Questions about sex and men and penises. She'd have to
be careful about how she asked those questions to avoid arousing any
suspicion.
Continued in Part Seven
Subject: "At His Daughter's Mercy"PARTSEVEN(M/ff;teen;cons;inc)
From: "terry schulz" <schulzie@hotmail.com>
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories
Date: 17 Feb 1998 16:52:46 GMT
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At His Daughter's Mercy PART SEVEN (M/ff; teen; con; inc)
by Schulzie
Dana took a bath while she waited for Judith to arrive for her weekend
stay. Judith's Mom was always punctual, so Dana figured she had about an
hour before she got here. The warm water was relaxing. She laid back in
the tub, closed her eyes, and played today's events over in her mind.
Only hours earlier she had been in her father's bathroom, covered in his
semen, revelling in his hot fluid after bringing him to a powerful
orgasm. The day had begun innocently enough, but now Dana found herself
- only 14 years old - planning to seduce her own father. At first, she
only wanted to see his penis. Then she wanted to touch it. She got her
chance to do both. She did more than just see and touch his huge penis;
she grasped her Daddy's erection and stroked it until he sprayed his
creamy semen all over her virgin face.
As she recalled her first experience with her father's penis, she began
to run her hands all over her body, feeling its smooth silkiness. She
let her fingers trail up and down, from her shoulders to her thighs,
gently making circles on her young teenaged flesh. Her nipples stiffened
as her fingers teasingly brushed against them. All she could see in her
mind's eye was an image of her father staring at her body earlier today
as she kneeled before him in her wet, skimpy baby doll pajamas. She knew
he could see all of her beneath the transparent material. She knew he
had seen her young breasts and the nipples that push out through her
top. She imagined what it might feel like to have her Daddy run his
hands all over her body. She tweaked her nipples and wondered what it
would be like if her father squeezed them. Ooooh, she thought, what if
he were to kiss them, lick them, and draw them into his mouth? What if
he were to suck her nipples? What would his lips and tongue feel like on
her nipples?
Dana became aware that time was passing and knew she would have to save
this fantasy for later. But what she really wanted to do was to make
this fantasy a reality. She wanted her Daddy to make love to her, to
caress her and kiss her all over, and to take her virginity. She wanted
that penis in her virgin hole.
Dana got out of the tub and started drying herself off. She had mixed
feelings about Judith coming over for the weekend. Judith was her best
friend, she enjoyed her company, and she knew they would have a good
time. Besides, Judith's father was a doctor and Dana knew that Judith
had access to a lot of books about sex. Judith was sort of an expert
about sex, at least from all she knew secondhand from books. Judith,
like Dana, was a virgin. But if anyone in school had questions about
sex, Judith seemed to know the answers. And Dana had lots of questions
she wanted to ask her.
Especially about penises, or actually about one penis in particular -
her father's.
As much as she wanted to ask Judith about sex, she hated the thought
that keeping Judith entertained would take her away from her duty of
caring for her father. With his hands in casts, she was helping him eat
and dress. It was because of his helplessness that she was able to
convince him to let her bathe him. If not for that, she would never have
enjoyed the semen bath he had inadvertently given her. She wanted
another chance to bathe him, right away, and see if she could please her
father again. In spite of his earlier protestations, she knew by the
look in his eyes that he enjoyed what she had done for him. He had no
choice but to submit to her being his caretaker.
But with Judith as a houseguest, she wouldn't have the opportunity to
give him the kind of attention she wanted to give him. Not with Judith
in the house.
But she was also worried about how she was going to get the answers to
her questions from Judith. How could she bring up the subject of penises
with her without arousing her suspicions. Judith might want to know why
she was so curious about men's bodies. Dana did not want to tell her
friend about her experience with her father. She had no idea what Judith
would think of her if she knew she had played with her father's penis.
Would Judith think it was gross? No, there was no way she could let
Judith know about what happened earlier.
Dana walked down the hall to her room and began to get dressed. She
picked out some of the great panties her Aunt had bought her for
Christmas. They were women's panties, sexy and lacy. Anytime her father
bought her underwear, they always had little duckies or flowers on them.
Dana no longer felt like a little girl. She knew she was approaching
womanhood and she wanted to wear underwear more appropriate for an adult
female. She put on the great bra and panty set her Aunt sent her and
paused to look in the mirror. She admired her reflection, seeing how
well the bra lifted her developing bosom. In this bra, she had cleavage.
For the first time in her life, she took pride in her breasts. They were
no longer the tiny little mounds that had started sprouting just a year
before. They were growing into the well rounded breasts of a woman. She
had seen pictures of her mother when she was 14, and they were about the
same size as hers were now. Her Mom had eventually become very buxom as
an adult, and Dana couldn't wait until hers were as big as her Mom's.
Dana glanced down at her panties. They fit snugly, accenting her
broadening teenage hips. They were especially snug in the crotch, and
made her vaginal mound push out prominently leaving no doubt to anyone
who might see her in her underwear that she was a rapidly maturing
woman. She wished her Daddy could see her in her underwear and realize
that she was no longer a child; she was now a woman. How would he be
able to resist her, she wondered.
In spite of her womanly lingerie, the little girl in her was still
there. She threw on a sweatshirt and a pair of jeans and went downstairs
to wait for Mrs. Haven to drop Judith off.
A few minutes later, Judith arrived with her overnight bag. Mrs. Haven
popped her head in for a minute to say hello.
"Is your Dad awake?", she asked.
"No, he's asleep. Those pain pills he takes really make him drowsy,"
Dana replied, "he's been sleeping most of the day."
"Well, I'll trust that you girls can behave yourself."
"Oh, Mom," said Judith, "we'll be fine. You and Dad enjoy the weekend."
"You girls have a good time. Oh, Dana...tell your Dad we'll be back late
on Sunday to pick Judith up. See you later."
Mrs. Haven gave Judith a quick motherly peck on the cheek and out the
door she went.
The two girls immediately began chatting and comparing notes on some of
the Christmas presents they had received. They went up to Dana's room
and played some of the new CD's they had gotten for Christmas. Dana
showed Judith some of the new clothes she had gotten. She even lifted
her sweatshirt to show off the new bra her aunt had sent.
Judith was impressed that Dana had an aunt who treated her like an
adult. "Your aunt has such good taste in clothing."
"Yeah," said Dana, "she never send me kid's underwear. You know, the
one's with Minnie Mouse on them."
"I know what you mean, but it could be worse."
"What could be worse?"
"My aunt sends me old lady underwear, you know, the cotton kind that
feel five sizes too big."
The girls laughed as they discussed some of the worst clothes they had
received for Christmas over the years. Dana mentioned how her father had
bought her Power Ranger bedroom slippers two years ago, and how hard it
was to pretend she liked them. "He means well, I guess. It's the thought
that counts, right?" She paused, then added, "But WHAT was he
thinking?!?"
"By the way," asked Judith, "how is your Dad? Mom was telling me he hurt
himself real bad skiing last night."
Dana proceeded to tell Judith about how her Dad had taken a spill on the
slopes and went crashing into a tree hands-first.
Judith was a very smart girl. She realized the implications right away.
"Well God, how is he taking care of himself? He must be having a hard
time with casts on both his hands and wrists."
Dana was surprised. She didn't think Judith would pick up on the problem
so quickly. Dana avoided eye contact with her friend. What if Judith
suspected all that had happened today? Did she know what she had done to
her father only a few hours ago. No, she thought, she couldn't possibly
know that she had been playing with her father's penis in the shower.
There was just no way she could possibly know that she had masturbated
her own father. Without looking at Judith, Dana replied, "Oh, he must be
managing somehow."
Judith was intrigued by Dana's nervous and evasive attitude. It was
unlike any behavior she had ever observed from her friend before. Judith
just cocked her head to one side and looked at her friend for a full
minute. Every time Dana started to look at her, she quickly darted her
eyes in another direction. I wonder what Dana's so nervous about, Judith
wondered.
Dana quickly changed the subject. "Did your cousins come down for the
holidays?"
"Yeah," said Judith. "God, it was so good to see David and Chuck again,
especially David. He's such a hunk. He may be my cousin, but he is sooo
cute!"
Dana knew what Judith was talking about. She had seen David and agreed
that he was a hunk. "Do you have the hots for your cousin, Judith?"
Judith giggled. "I know people can marry their cousins in this state,
but there's something strange about doing it with someone in your own
family, you know what I mean?"
Dana blushed. Judith's questions were hitting way too close to home.
Were these questions simply all a coincidence or did Judith suspect
something. Dana wondered.
Judith noticed Dana's face changing to a light shade of scarlet red.
What is with her, she thought to herself. Judith couldn't help but
wonder what was making her friend behave so strangely.
Judith continued. "The only bad part about having my cousins stay with
us for a couple of days is that I had to sleep with my brother so David
and Chuck could share his bed. He can really be a pain sometimes."
Dana knew that Judith's brother, Robbie, could be a pain. What 10 year
old little brother isn't a pain, she thought.
"Where is he now?" asked Dana. "He didn't go with your folks, did he?
"No, Mrs. Avery, the woman next door to us, is babysitting him for the
weekend."
Judith paused, then leaned closer to Dana. "Do you know what that little
brat did the last night I had to sleep with him?"
Dana leaned forward. "No, what?"
Judith looked around as though she was expecting someone to be
listening, and she began to speak softly, almost whispering. "He had a
wet dream! In MY bed!"
"He had a what?!?"
"A wet dream!"
Dana looked confused. "You mean he peed in the bed?"
Judith suppressed a laugh. She had forgotten Dana had no brothers, big
or little, to understand what she was telling her.
"You don't know what a wet dream is?
Dana shook her head.
Judith explained. "A wet dream is when a guy cums in his sleep."
Dana just stared blankly.
Judith exclaimed, "Jeez, Louise, don't you understand anything about
boys?
A wet dream is when a guy's dick gets hard when he's asleep, and he
usually rubs it against the bed and he shoots his sperm out."
"Oh", said Dana.
"Yeah, his dick must have popped out of the fly of his pajamas, because
all of his cum landed on my sheet. I discovered it when I rolled over in
it."
"Is that what a guy's sperm is called? Cum?"
"Yeah. I could feel that sticky stuff on my arm. I didn't even know he
was old enough to have wet dreams."
"Well, I'm sure he didn't mean to do it."
"I know. I know. But the next time I have to share a bed with him, I'm
gonna tell him to make sure he wears some underwear under his pajamas. I
don't want to wear his cum again."
Dana began to blush again. It had only been a few hours since she had
been wearing her father's cum on her face and chest. It seemed that
almost anything Judith said reminded her of the events of the day. But
now that they had gotten into a conversation about sex and penises, it
might be a good time to ask some of the questions she had been pondering
today.
"Have you ever seen your brother's penis?" Dana wanted to know.
"God, you are so clinical, Dana. Yeah, I've seen Robbie's dick. I used
to see it more when I was younger and he was just a baby. I'd look at it
when Mom changed his diapers. Cute little thing. It's not that much
larger now."
"You mean you've seen it now that he's older?"
Judith giggled. "Well, not since last summer when I caught him jerking
off in his bedroom."
"Jerking off?"
Judith sighed in exasperation. "Yes, jerking off. Masturbating. I swear,
girl. I'm gonna have to teach you all the slang terms or you'll be
forever hopeless."
Jerking off. So, that's what her father started to say when they had
discussed what had happened earlier. Now she knew what to call it -
jerking off.
"So go on," Dana urged her friend on. "Tell me what happened when you
caught him...jerking off."
"Well, I don't think he knew I was in the house. He had left his bedroom
door open a little bit, and when I passed his room to go to the
bathroom, I heard his bed squeaking a little bit. I peeked in and there
he was - beating his meat."
Beating his meat. Hmmm, more slang. Judith must know all the phrases,
Dana reckoned.
"So, tell me about his...dick. Is it big?"
"Not last summer. Still looked pretty small to me, but he was only 9
then. I don't think he had reached puberty then. He didn't have any
pubic hair that I could see. I didn't see any pre-cum on the head of his
dick."
"Pre-cum?"
"Yeah, it's like a couple of drops of semen that comes out when a man is
just starting to get a hard-on. It helps lubricate a guy's dick to make
it easier to get it inside a woman's pussy."
There must not be a dirty word that Judith doesn't know, Dana thought to
herself. And now she understood the droplets that came out of her
Daddy's peehole earlier.
"Anyway," said Judith, "that was last summer. But if he's already having
wet dreams and cumming, that means he's reached puberty. So, he's
probably got some hair on his balls and around his dick."
"You call his penis a dick. Are there any other words for penis besides
dick?
"I've heard it called a prick, a pecker, a cock and a peter. But I like
calling it a dick. Kinda looks like a dick, doesn't it?"
Dana started to respond to the question, but realized that the only one
she had ever seen was her father's dick. Dana just laughed at Judith's
question. But she remembered that her father had almost referred to his
penis as a cock until he caught himself in mid-sentence. Now she knew
what her Daddy called his penis.
"Actually, if Mom and Dad make me sleep with him again, I'm just gonna
go sleep in the living room. I'm afraid with Robbie getting older, he
might start rubbing his dick against me."
For a few minutes, the subject changed to school and boys. But Dana had
one more question she wanted Judith to answer. "Tell me one more thing
about Robbie's dick."
Judith looked at her friend incredulously. "What is it with you tonight?
Have you gone dick-crazy? What's with all these questions about dicks?"
Dana looked down at the floor. "I don't know. Just curious, I guess."
"Okay, what do you want to know about my brother's dick. Hey, you don't
have the hots for my little brother, do you?", Judith said teasingly.
Dana became defensive. "Of course not. How can you even suggest a thing
like that."
Judith knew there was something wrong with Dana. She and Dana had always
been able to joke with each other and have fun at each other's expense.
But tonight, Dana seemed very moody and on edge.
"Jeez, Dana. I was only joking. What's gotten into you?"
"Nothing's gotten into me. I just wanted to ask you a question, that's
all."
"Okay. So what's your question?"
Dana stopped to think about how to phrase her question. "Is Robbie's
dick...normal?"
Strange question, Judith thought. "What do you mean by "normal?"
"Well, I've heard that some men...boys...have extra skin at the end of
their dicks. Is that because they stretch it too much from jerking off?"
Judith just rolled her eyes and smiled at her naive friend. "No, what
you are talking about is an uncircumcised dick. All boys are born with
that extra skin near the heads of their dicks, but some parents have the
extra skin cut off their sons' penises."
Ouch, Dana winced. "Why? Why would they do something like that?"
"In some cases, it's for religious reasons, like Jewish boys are all
circumcised. And some parents have it done because it's supposed to be
more sanitary or something. Why did you want to know?"
Without thinking, Dana began to answer. "It's just that my father's dick
is..." Then she realized what she was about to say to Judith and she
covered her mouth. "Oh, no." Dana turned away from her friend and
covered her face with her hands. She had been on guard for little
slip-ups like that and now she was sure the cat was out of the bag.
"Dana?" said Judith, trying to turn Dana around to face her. "Dana? What
about your father's dick? What were you going to tell me? Something's
been bothering you since I got here. Tell me what's wrong."
"I can't. It's too embarrassing." Dana began to cry.
Judith forced Dana around to face her. "There isn't anything you can't
tell me. We've been friends since kindergarten. What could be so
embarrassing you can't tell me? C'mon, you've got to get it out of your
system."
Dana just looked Judith in the eye and started to bawl as she reached
out and hugged Judith for dear life. She was sobbing and shaking as
Judith patted her on the back to comfort her. Judith let her have a good
cry before she tried to find out what was bothering Dana.
"Dana, I'm your best friend. You can tell me what's wrong, can't you?"
Dana blew her nose and wiped the tears from her eyes. "If I tell you, do
you promise not to tell anyone? I mean, this is something I don't want
anyone to know. I don't want your parents to know. I don't want anybody
at school to know. Nobody! Do you promise not to tell a soul? Cross your
heart?"
"Cross my heart." said Judith solemnly.
Taking a few minutes to gain her composure, Dana thought about where to
begin and decided the beginning was the best place. When she started to
tell the story, she had trouble making eye contact with Judith. She told
Judith how she had walked in her father's bedroom in the morning to
check up on him and he was laying in bed asleep, in his underwear, with
his erect dick pushing up the front of his briefs.
"So?" Judith said. "You know that's just a natural thing with men."
Dana held her hand up to stop Judith. She continued by telling about how
later, when her father was sleeping with nothing but his robe on, she
opened his robe up to look underneath.
Judith was glad Dana wasn't looking at her at that moment or she would
have seen a look of surprise or shock on her face. Judith wasn't too
sure which look she was wearing at that moment.
"You mean, you wanted to see what your father's dick looked like? Is
that it? You've never seen any dick before, have you?"
Dana just shook her head without looking up.
"Big deal," Judith said, "you were just curious, that's all."
"No! That's NOT all!"
Judith looked at Dana. She knew that Dana had more she was trying to get
out in the open. Maybe I should just shut up and let her finish, Judith
decided.
"Okay. I'm listening." Judith took Dana's hand. "Tell me what happened."
Dana told her that as she looked at her father's dick, she had the urge
to touch it. She wanted to know what it felt like.
Then Dana looked up at Judith. She took a deep breath, swallowed hard,
and told her, "And so I did."
Dana looked for some sort of clue in Judith's eyes. What must she be
thinking, Dana asked herself. But if Judith had any thoughts at that
moment, she wasn't telling. Judith's face remained passive and her eyes
revealed nothing. But inside, Judith's feeling were churning. In part,
she felt somewhat shocked that her friend had been bold enough to sneak
a peek at her own father's dick. It seemed kind of naughty in some
ways. Judith couldn't figure out whether Dana had just been curious
about the male anatomy or if there was something else.
"Okay," said Judith, "now your curiosity has been satisfied. You now
know what a dick looks and feels like. Just because it was your father's
dick, don't go getting so upset about it."
Dana looked away again.
"Unless," Judith started and then paused, "there's more to tell me."
Dana just nodded and began to cry again. After getting control of
herself, Dana resumed her story. She told Judith that she had helped her
father take a shower, how she had washed him all over.
"All over. Do you understand what I mean, Judith?"
Now, though her initial shock was beginning to wear off, Judith began to
feel something else. She could feel her pussy getting excited from
listening to Dana describing her father's nude body. She was even
getting a little jealous when Dana told her that she had washed his
entire body. The fact that Dana's father was a very attractive older man
had not escaped the young teenager. She herself knew that Dana's dad had
a great butt. She had checked it out more than once when he wore those
tight jeans. But when Dana told her that as she washed his dick it grew
to its full eight inch length, Judith nearly died. She couldn't believe
that a dick could be that long. She could only imagine what one that
long would look like. And now, their earlier conversation had more
meaning. Dana was getting ready to tell her that her father's dick was
uncircumcised. Judith had never seen an uncut dick before and she became
very curious to know what one looked like.
But it was when Dana told her how she jerked her father off and he
sprayed his cum all over her face, Judith almost swooned at the image in
her mind. Funny, just a short time ago she was complaining about feeling
her brother's cum on her arm and now, here she was, getting turned on by
the thought of Dana getting as facial from her own father.
"You think I'm a sicko, don't you?" asked Dana, now looking at her
friend again. "Don't you?"
Dana's words brought Judith back from the little fantasy world she had
just visited. Judith tried her best to hide her own emotions from Dana.
She didn't want Dana to detect any shock or disgust on her face. Though
she was still taken aback by what she had just heard, that was the least
of her worries. More importantly, she had to hide the sexual excitement
she was feeling at that moment. The thought of her best friend playing
with her father's dick, stroking it, and getting hit with a blast of his
cum on her face had aroused Judith to a fevered pitch. She could feel
her pussy getting wetter by the minute as she tried to picture what it
must have looked like. She could see that eight-inch dick pulsating and
shooting its white cream. She could see Dana's face with all that male
icing on her nose and cheeks.
Judith quickly got herself together and just held Dana's hand for a few
moments. Then she broke the silence.
"Dana? You love your father, don't you?"
Dana nodded.
"And you want to see him happy, don't you?"
"Uh-huh."
"And you think you can make him happy, right?"
"Oh yes. I know I can!"
Judith paused and took Dana's face and held it in her hands.
"Dana? Tell me the truth. Do you want to make love to your father?"
Dana hesitated. Then she said, "Oh, God. Yes. I want to make love to my
Daddy!"
That's all Judith wanted to hear. She wanted what her friend wanted. She
wanted her friend to be happy. She wanted her friend's father to be
happy.
And she wanted one thing more. She wanted Dana's father, too. She wanted
to do all that Dana had done with him...and more.
"Then Dana...let's see what we can do to help you be happy."
Continued in Part Eight
Subject: "At His Daughter's Mercy":PART EIGHT (M/ff;teen;incest;cons)
From: "terry schulz" <schulzie@hotmail.com>
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories
Date: 26 Feb 1998 21:08:47 GMT
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"At His Daughter's Mercy":PART EIGHT (M/ff; teen; incest; cons)
by Schulzie
Dana and Judith sat on the bed in Dana's bedroom scheming, wondering how
Dana could achieve her ultimate goal - seducing Dana's father. In Dana's
mind, this was her goal alone. She had no idea Judith wanted in on the
action, too. Only a short time ago, Dana had confessed to her best
friend, Judith, that earlier that day, she had masturbated her father in
the shower. Dana had hoped Judith would be understanding and not judge
her for wanting to make love to her own father. She was surprised that
Judith was now going so far as to help her come up with a plan to get
her Daddy in bed, to be her first sex partner. Little did Dana know that
Judith was doing her best to concoct a strategy that would allow Dana to
get her wish, but also include herself, as well.
"God!" said Judith. "Your Dad is soooo hot!"
"You really think so?" asked Dana.
"Are you kidding? Do you know how many times I've seen him mow your lawn
in just those cutoffs he wears? He is so sexy. What a bod! I'm really
jealous - you've gotten to see him naked."
"Judith?!?", Dana protested. "That's my father you're talking about!"
"Look who's talking," Judith shot back, "you're the one who wants to
fuck him."
"Don't say 'fuck', that sounds so crude. I want to make love to my
father."
"You can call it anything you like," said Judith, "but if you get your
father in bed, I will be very jealous. Does he really have an eight-inch
cock? That must really be something to see!"
"It's gorgeous, Judith, it really is. But it was really hard to get my
hand around it when I was stroking him in the shower."
"He really enjoyed that handjob you gave him, didn't he?"
"Handjob?"
"Oh, God, you and your limited vocabulary again," said Judith, "I'm
gonna have to buy you an unabridged dictionary for your birthday. A
handjob is another term for jerking a guy off."
Judith waited for a reply to her question. "So? Did he like it when you
jerked him off?"
Dana nodded. "Afterwards, when he tried to tell me it was wrong of him
to let me do it, I felt like he really wanted to thank me."
"What do you think he would do if you gave him a blowjob?", asked Judith.
Before Dana even asked, Judith explained. "Sucking dick. You know, oral
sex."
Dana looked at her friend incredulously. "Judith?! You've got to be
kidding! You mean, put it in my mouth? You want me to suck his dick and
let him...cum? In my mouth?"
"Well, you don't have to let him cum in your mouth. You can pull it out
before he shoots. Or you can spit it out afterwards. You don't have to
swallow it."
"I don't know, Judith. Having his dick in my mouth? I don't think it
would fit. It's so big!"
"You don't have to stick the whole thing in, silly."
"But, I don't know if I could stand the taste of his come in my mouth,"
said Dana.
"Didn't you tell me a couple of drops went in your mouth when he came on
you?
Dana thought for a moment. "That's right."
"And?
"It was a little salty. But it wasn't too bad."
"See?" said Judith.
"But I wouldn't know where to begin. I don't know how to give a
blowjob."
The girls sat silent for a minute.
Finally, Judith broke the silence. "Does your Dad have any porno tapes
around the house?"
"I don't think so," Dana replied, "there's none in the video cabinet in
the living room."
"Of course there's not," said Judith. "I bet he's got them hidden in his
bedroom where you can't find them. He has a VCR in his room, right? I
bet he's got a few up there somewhere."
Dana gave it some thought. "I know there aren't any in his closet.
Sometimes I hang his clean shirts up for him. I don't think there's
anyplace in there he can hide them if he has any."
Dana paused, still thinking. "Wait. I know he has a long box under his
bed."
"I bet that's where they are," said Judith. "Let's go look."
"He might wake up. How am I going to explain what both of us are doing
looking under his bed?"
"Didn't you say those pain pills really knock him out?", replied Judith,
raising her eyebrows.
Dana bit gently on her lower lip, weighing the situation in her mind.
"Okay. But we have to be really quiet."
With that, the two 14 year olds tiptoed down the hall to Jim's room, in
search of a porn tape that might serve as an instructional video for the
girls. Dana quietly opened the door to the bedroom, peeked in to find
her father was sound asleep on the bed, covered by his closed robe. Dana
put her finger to her lips, silently reminding her friend to be quiet.
They walked to the foot of the bed and dropped down to the floor. Dana
leaned down, lifted the bedskirt up, and looked underneath. Reaching
under, Dana's fingers found the box she knew was under there. Slowly,
she pulled the video from under the bed. Both girls looked at each
other, then looked at the box in anticipation. Carefully, Dana lifted
the lid off the box, set it aside, and in the dim light checked out the
contents of the box. On top were some folded newspapers. When Dana
lifted the papers, she found what they had been looking for - video
tapes. Judith reached over to read the titles. It didn't take long to
find one that sounded promising: "Blowing Like Crazy", and upon finding
it, she nudged Dana. "Let's go."
Downstairs they went, and quickly popped the tape in the VCR and turned
on the TV. Judith adjusted the volume in case the sexy sounds that might
come from the tape would be too loud. The last thing either girl wanted
was for Dana's father to wake up and catch them watching one of his
porno tapes.
"With a title like this, I'm sure you're gonna learn everything you
wanted to know about blowjobs," said Judith, "and more!"
The tape was one of those porno movies with no plot. Just scene after
scene of women of every shape, size and color sucking huge cocks, taking
them deep in their mouths, making the owners of those cocks unload in
the women's mouths, on their faces and all over their tits. Neither
Dana nor Judith could take their eyes off the screen. Having never seen
a blowjob before, both young teenagers were utterly amazed at what they
were watching on the screen. The label on the tape said "Non-Stop Oral
Action", and that wasn't far from the truth.
One scene in particular captured Dana's interest. There was a couple in
the shower. The woman was young and petite, like Dana herself. This
woman couldn't have been more that 21 years old, but she looked younger
with her hair in a ponytail. She was on her knees in the shower, right
in front of the man, licking the head of his dick. The man was
attractive and about the same age as her father. Dana blushed, suddenly
realizing how similar the two people on the screen resembled herself and
her father. As she watched the scene continued, she began to imagine
herself as the woman on the screen. She wanted to pay very close
attention, to take in every little detail, hoping that she would get the
same chance to do to her father what this young woman was doing to the
man on the screen. She watched as the woman began to swirl her tongue
around the head of the man's cock which began to twitch and grow as a
result of the woman's tongue action. Dana watched the man's dick grow
and thought back to earlier when she watched her own father's penis
grow. Seeing the action on the television screen wasn't as good as
watching the real thing, up close and personal, but it was pretty
exciting nonetheless.
"Wow!" exclaimed Judith. "Is that the way your father's dick grew?"
"Uh-huh", said Dana, barely hearing her friend's question, her eyes
refusing to leave the images on the screen. She watched as the man's
penis grew even more, and then the woman took the head of his cock into
her mouth. Oh my, Dana thought. Am I really going to do that later, she
wondered. Even though the cock on the screen wasn't quite as large as
her father's, she found it hard to believe that the woman was able to
stretch her mouth wide enough to accommodate the girth of the man's
organ. Yet, she observed that the woman's mouth wasn't that much larger
than her own. So maybe she could do it.
But she knew there was no way she'd be able to duplicate what she saw
the woman do next. She watched as the woman's mouth took more and more
of the man's penis in her mouth, slowly engulfing almost the entire
length seemingly forcing it all the way down to her throat. How can she
do that, Dana wanted to know. Why isn't she gagging?
"That's called deep-throating," Judith informed her.
"I can see why," replied Dana. "But how does she do that?"
Judith only shrugged. Being an inexperienced virgin like Dana, Judith
had no clue either. All she could do was sit next to her friend,
mentally taking notes of what the woman was doing, hoping she might get
to taste Dana's father's cock, too.
Both girls watched intently as the woman began to bob her head up and
down on the man's swollen dick. Both girls were amazed as the woman's
head moved quickly up and down the man's shaft rapidly, trying to bring
the man to an orgasm. The camera cut back and forth between the close up
of the woman working hard on the huge cock in her mouth and the reaction
on the man's face as he strained to reach climax. Both girls knew they
were going to see the man have his orgasm, but were disappointed that
they wouldn't actually see his cum fly as he would be shooting in the
woman's mouth. Never having seen a porno film before, the girls did not
realize that in adult films, most men never deposited their semen in a
woman's orifice. No wonder the girls were surprised as suddenly the
woman took her mouth off the man's dick and began jerking him off. In a
few seconds, the man's cock exploded. The first blast landed on the
woman's tongue, and begun to slide off onto her chin. The next blast hit
the woman's face, coating her nose and cheeks.
Dana could not help but recall the blasts she had taken on her face in
the shower as her father reached orgasm. For Dana, this was almost a
deja vu experience as she relived her own experience in her mind. She
knew exactly how the woman on the screen must have felt as the man's cum
splashed on her face.
For Judith, the thought occurred that she might get a chance to
experience a cum facial herself if she played her cards right. She
wanted Dana's father to unload on her the way he had unloaded on Dana,
the same way the man in the video shot off on the woman's face.
Dana turned the movie off.
"Don't you want to watch the rest?" Judith asked.
Dana sighed. "I've seen what I wanted to see."
The girls looked at each other.
"Well?" asked Judith.
"Well what?", answered Dana.
"Are you gonna do it? Are you going to suck your father's dick?"
Dana looked down. There was a quiet tension in the living room as both
girls grew silent. Judith watched as Dana seemed lost in thought.
"I don't know."
Dana looked directly at Judith. "What if he doesn't like it? What if I
can't do it right?"
Dana paused again. "And what will he think of me, his daughter, sucking
his penis? What if he thinks I'm a slut or something?"
Dana ended the conversation suddenly, stood up, and said, "We better get
this tape back in the box before he wakes up. C'mon."
Up the stairs Dana went with Judith on her hot on her trail. They
stepped quietly down the hall until they reached her father's bedroom
door. Dana opened the door slightly to peek in, then closed the door
quickly.
"We can't go in right now," Dana said.
"Why not?" asked Judith. "Is he awake?"
"No, it's just that..." Dana started to say.
"What? Tell me. Why can't we go in?" Judith wanted to know.
Dana told her. "He's...he's...uh...his robe's open. He's naked under his
robe. I can't let you go in there."
"Dana?! What do you mean I can't go in there? C'mon. Let me see."
"Judith! That's my father. I can't let you see him naked!"
The girls looked at each other. Dana couldn't believe Judith wanted to
see her father naked. Judith's eyes pleaded with Dana.
"Dana, this isn't fair. You got to see it. Why can't I?"
"Judith! It's my father!"
Judith began to whine. Dana hated it when Judith whined. Still, she
found it hard to understand why her best friend was so anxious to look
at her father naked.
On second thought, maybe it wasn't so hard to understand. Just this
morning, she had been very curious to see her own father's penis. And
Judith had never seen a grown man's dick before, so maybe it was just a
curiosity that needed to be met.
"Okay," said Dana. "But this is gonna be our secret. You're not going to
tell a soul, are you?
"I swear," Judith replied, "not a soul."
"Okay. Shhhh. Be quiet."
The girls stepped ever so gingerly into the room. Judith looked at the
bed. Her mouth dropped open as she spotted Dana's dad, lying sprawled on
the bed, his robe wide open, his dick lying limp against his thigh. She
could not believe she was seeing a man's cock. True, she had seen her
little brother's dick before, but that was kid's stuff compared to what
she looking at now. This was a man-sized dick. Though it wasn't hard, it
was big. Dana told her it was eight inches long when it was erect, but
she could see it was nearly six inches long in its soft state. Wow, was
all Judith could think, now understanding why Dana couldn't resist
wanting to touch it.
"C'mon," Dana whispered from the floor by the foot of the bed, "help me
get the lid on the box. It's stuck."
Judith went over to help her friend get the lid on, and they both pushed
the box back under the bed.
Finished, the girls sat up and glanced at Jim asleep on the bed. Dana
looked at Judith and realized she was gawking at her Daddy's dick.
"Isn't it something?" Dana asked in a whispered voice.
Judith nodded.
"You should see it when it's hard!"
"Can I?" asked Judith, quietly.
"What do you mean?
Judith looked at Dana, grinning slyly.
"Do you think you could play with it now and make it hard?
"In front of you?!? Judith!"
"Oh, please. You keep telling me how great it looks when your dad has an
erection. Can't I see it, too?"
Dana sighed heavily. "I don't even know if it'll get hard when he's
sleeping so soundly."
"Please, Dana. Try?"
Dana reluctantly agreed to her friend's plea. She took Judith by the
hand onto to the bed, and told her to gently lay down near her father's
right leg, as she herself climbed on the bed kneeling next to his left
leg.
Judith watched as Dana slowly reached for her father's dick and picked
it up with her thumb and forefinger. Very gently, Dana began to retract
the foreskin to expose her father's glans for Judith's inspection.
Judith took a long look at the man's organ. Dana moved the foreskin back
into place. It looked kind of funny with the wrinkled foreskin bunched
up around the shaft near the cockhead. It resembled a turtleneck
sweater. Then, Dana started to pull the foreskin back again, and began a
rhythmic stroke up and down the length of her father's cock. Judith
looked on with fascination. Her best friend was masturbating her father
right before her very eyes. The event was surrealistic as she never
thought when the evening began that she'd be watching her friend, a
young girl like herself, stroking the dick of a man, her friend's own
father.
At first, it seemed that there was no reaction from Jim who was very
much in a deep sleep, the result of the side effects of the pain pills
he was taking. Then, his penis began to stir in Dana's hand. Judith
could not see it happening, but Dana could feel it. "Watch," Dana
whispered, indicating the cock in her hand, "it's getting hard."
Judith cast her eyes on Jim's cock. Now she could see it. His dick was
growing, slowly at first. His organ was rapidly expanding as the
erectile tissues filled with blood. Dana stroked it more purposefully
now, allowing Judith to witness an erection in progress. Judith was
beside herself as she watched Dana's hand bring the limp cock to a full
erection. All that Dana told her was true, it was huge. As Dana
continued rubbing her father's dick, Judith took the liberty of
inspecting the rest of the man's genitals. Judith took a good long look
at the balls that hung heavily between the man's legs. LIke that monster
cock, his balls looked big hanging in the loose scrotal sac lying
between Jim's muscled thighs.
Judith noticed the look of lust on Dana's face as she stroked her Dad's
enormous cock. Then, Dana let go of her father's dick and let it stand
there at attention for Judith to gaze at.
Judith stared at it, taking in all the details, every inch of the dick
that stood proudly upward from his body. Judith was full of wonder as
she realized that a penis was both funny looking and beautiful at the
same time. She was also acutely aware that her panties were getting wet,
a sign of visible excitement. Judith knew the effect the sight of the
erect dick was having on her. Her pussy was growing increasingly moist
as she lay next to a naked man, his cock as hard as could be - all eight
inches of it. She wanted to feel it.
"Dana?", asked Judith, hesitantly. "May I...touch it?"
Dana could not believe what her friend had just asked. Judith wanted to
touch her father's penis. Dana was feeling very proprietorial about her
Daddy's dick. She didn't want anyone else touching her Daddy's dick. It
was bad enough she had allowed Judith to see her father's dick, close up
and erect. Now Judith wanted to touch it.
Dana looked at Judith. Again, she could see the pleading look in her
friend's eyes. Dana didn't know whether to feel anger or sympathy for
Judith, but she felt herself beginning to cave in to the girl's request.
Dana reluctantly nodded her consent.
Judith wasted no time reaching over to grasp the man's cock in her fist,
giving it a squeeze.
"Not so hard," Dana whispered, harshly. Judith loosened the tight grip,
and began stroking the cock the same way she had seen Dana do it. Judith
was intrigued by the texture of his cock. On the one hand, it was very
hard. Yet there was a certain softness at the same time. It was though
she was holding a lead pipe wrapped up in a sponge.
Dana noticed a drop of moisture escaping from the head of her father's
dick, just like she had seen earlier. "Look," she said to Judith,
pointing to the drop.
Judith looked. "Pre-cum," she told Dana. "Why don't you take a lick?'
Dana hesitated. She wanted to taste the drop of liquid that was clinging
to the head of her father's penis, but she was a little shy about doing
it in front of her best friend. She decided to go for it anyway. Judith
pointed the head of the hard cock at Dana. Tentatively, Dana stuck out
her tongue. Then she leaned toward her Daddy's dick, and swiped her
tongue across the its tip. She wiped the drop off his dick with the tip
of her tongue and tasted it. It was almost tasteless, but she realized
she had just touched her father's dick with her tongue.
"Go on," Judith said, smiling at Dana. "Suck it."
Dana didn't want her first attempt at sucking a cock to take place in
front of Judith, so she shook her head.
"Are you sure? Judith whispered.
"I'm sure." Dana said.
"Okay. Then if you won't, I will." And without further warning, Judith
leaned forward, opened her mouth, and took the erect cock into her
mouth.
Dana nearly freaked out. Her best friend had just put her father's cock
in her mouth. Dana began to seethe. She felt an anger so strong like no
anger she had ever felt before. This wasn't just her father's cock; it
was her cock. Hers to stroke, hers to suck. Not Judith, not anybody
else.
Dana's anger and jealousy got the best of her. She reached over to
Judith and put her hands around her so-called friend's throat. "Let go
of it, you bitch!"
Judith was so taken aback and shocked by the violent nature and language
of Dana's attack, she took her mouth of the cock immediately. She looked
at the fire in Dana's eyes and grew scared. Dana was enraged.
Dana was getting ready to punch the living shit out of Judith when she
heard her father's voice.
"Oh, God," she heard him say, " that feels so good, Dana. You are making
Daddy feel so good."
Dana nearly died when she heard his voice. He was awake. He had caught
her playing with his dick. What was he going to think about this. Then
she looked at his face and realized he wasn't awake at all. He was
talking in his sleep.
"Keep stroking Daddy's cock, sweetie. Keep stroking it, Dana. Make Daddy
come. Please, Dana. Make Daddy come!"
Dana couldn't believe what she was hearing. Her father must be dreaming.
He was talking to her in his sleep. He must be dreaming about her
jerking him off like she had this morning. He was talking to her and
asking her to jerk him off. He wanted her to stroke his cock, to make
him come. He wanted HER to do it.
Dana immediately took her Daddy's dick in her hand and resumed the
stroking she had started earlier.
"That's it, sweetie. Stroke Daddy's cock. Make me come. Daddy needs it
so bad. Stroke it!", her father said, urging her on to jerk him off.
With a moan, he raised his hips off the bed, and began thrusting upwards
to meet the strokes she was applying to his cock.
Dana forgot all about her anger with Judith. "Help me, Judith! Play with
his balls." Judith reached down and took his balls in her hand and
gently rolled them around in her palm. Her fingertips grazed across his
scrotum.
Asleep or not, Jim acted like a man possessed.
"That's the way, honey. Make Daddy come, Dana. Please!"
Dana worked her hand on his dick in piston-like fashion, knowing that
she was bringing him closer and closer to releasing his come.
"Please don't stop, Dana. I'm getting closer. Don't stop now."
Dana wanted her Daddy to come and she was working hard to make it
happen. She scooted up closer to him, and whispered in his ear, "Daddy,
I love you. I'll make you come." Then, for some reason she didn't
understand, she added, "Daddy, can I suck your dick?"
Within seconds of saying that, her father groaned loudly and his cock
exploded, spewing his hot, white cum up in the air. As Dana's hand
jerked around, his semen began flying everywhere; on her, on him, on
Judith. Judith gasped. She knew what happened when I man came, but she
was seeing it happen, for real, right in front of her. And when one of
his blasts flew in her direction, splashing on her arm, she was
electrified.
Jim continued groaning and spraying, groaning and spraying as Dana
finished up her handjob. The last remaining semen dribbled out of his
cock and flowed down onto her hand. Then, he collapsed, still asleep
because of (or in spite of) another jerk off by his young daughter.
Dana and Judith just looked at each other, speechless.
Dana realized that they had probably pushed their luck, and her father
might wake up anytime now.
"Let's get out of here," she said, taking Judith by the hand and pulling
her out of the room, down the hall and into her own bedroom.
Continued in Part Nine
Subject: "At His Daughter's Mercy:PART NINE(M/ff;teen;incest;cons)
From: "terry schulz" <schulzie@hotmail.com>
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories
Date: 5 Mar 1998 21:18:49 GMT
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"At His Daughter's Mercy" PART NINE (M/ff;teen;incest;cons)
by Schulzie
Dana and Judith rushed quickly, and as quietly as possible, back to
Dana's room. Dana had just finished masturbating her father while he
slept under the influence of the pain pills he was taking for his
injured hands and wrists. For Dana, this was the second time she had
stroked her father's dick today and she found it even more exciting than
her earlier escapade in the shower while he was awake. Judith, on the
other hand, had never seen a grown man's penis before - and surely never
one as huge as Dana's father's penis - and for her to see that enormous
penis, hard and throbbing, and to see her best friend rubbing it and
making it spray cum on both of them was the most sexually exciting thing
she could imagine.
The thing that turned Dana on the most were her father's words as he
talked in his sleep. He was talking to her, his own daughter, in a way
that suggested that she was the object of his desire in whatever sexual
dream he was having. While she stroked the length of his eight-inch
erection as he slept - Judith next to her playing with his balls - her
father began urging her to keep stroking him, to not stop, to make him
come. He called her name in his dream-state. He wanted HER! What Dana
wondered about the whole thing was what exactly he was dreaming about.
She was sure he was asleep, that was for sure. But was he dreaming about
the handjob she had given him earlier? Or was he dreaming about what he
would like to see happen in the future? Whichever, Dana was really
excited about what happened when she whispered in his ear while she was
stroking him closer to orgasm. "Daddy, can I suck your dick?", she asked
him. Maybe it was merely coincidence, but it was just at that moment
that he groaned and began spewing his warm jism over her and Judith.
Does Daddy WANT me to suck his dick, she wanted to know.
Judith looked down at her arm. A stream of Dana's father's cum was on
her forearm; the same substance she had complained about earlier when
she told Dana about rolling over in her brother's cum after he had a wet
dream in her bed. Then, she was disgusted. Now, the sight of that thick,
creamy goo on her arm delighted her. There it was; adult, male
love-juice on HER arm. No, this isn't disgusting, she thought. It was
wonderful. She looked over at Dana, who was still basking in the memory
of what had just happened, and noticed Dana's hand.
"Dana, look at your hand?", said Judith. Dana glanced down at her hand
and saw that it was coated with her father's semen. It was all over her
hand, between her fingers, and running down her past her wrist to her
arm. She could feel its warmth and its stickiness. Without thinking
about it, she lifted her hand to her mouth and began to lick her
father's cum off her hand and arm, and sucked the remaining jism off her
fingers. This was far more than she tasted earlier when only a few drops
landed in her mouth in the bathroom. She rolled her Daddy's cum around
in her mouth, savoring the taste now that she had an adequate sample to
judge. She noticed its saltiness, but it wasn't as bitter as she
expected it to be. It had a flavor that she found surprisingly appealing
to her taste buds. She could learn to love it.
"What's it taste like?", asked Judith.
"Mmmmmmm...it's wonderful," answered Dana, her mind in a totally
different place.
"Can I taste?", Judith wanted to know, indicating her cum-sprayed arm.
All hell broke loose. That was the wrong question for Judith to ask
Dana.
"What the hell were you thinking?", Dana said, walking up to Judith and
getting right in her face.
Judith stammered. "Wha..what do y...you mean?"
"You sucked my Daddy's dick. You put it right in your mouth and started
sucking on it...right in front of me," Dana said, threateningly.
"Bu...but...I..."
"But, shit!", said Dana, "You had no business doing that. What were you
thinking? Sucking my father's dick. MY father. Do you understand? That
was MY father's dick! If anyone's gonna suck his dick, I'll do it.
Understand? ME! Not you!"
Judith tried to apologize. "Dana, I'm sorry! I don't know what came over
me. I just saw it standing there, and I asked you if you wanted to, and
you shook your head 'no', and I was so curious about what it..."
Dana grabbed Judith by the arms and started shaking her hard. "Don't you
EVER do something like that again! Do you hear me? Wasn't it enough that
I let you see him naked? I let you touch his dick when it got hard,
didn't I? I wanted to suck his dick. He's MY father."
"But you said you didn't want to, and I..."
"I don't give a fuck!", said Dana, seething. Judith had never heard Dana
say 'fuck' before. She couldn't believe how angry Dana was. Back in her
father's bedroom, Dana had started to choke her when she saw her Daddy's
dick in Judith's mouth. Dana could not believe it. Her best friend was
sucking her father's monster of a cock.
"I oughta throw your ass right out of this house!", Dana said in a
menacing tone.
Judith tried one more time. "Dana," she said calmly, "I'm sorry. I
really am sorry. I got so worked up watching that porno tape earlier.
Watching those women sucking on all those men, sucking their dicks and
making them come, I just...I just couldn't help it. I saw a dick in
front of me, and I just had to find out what it was like. I'm sorry.
It'll never happen again. I promise. Please don't be mad at me. I was
wrong. Please forgive me. Please?"
Dana stood there glaring at Judith, her eyes burning a hole through the
young girl. Dana was still upset. Judith braced herself for a major blow
from Dana. But within a few minutes, Dana calmed herself enough to speak
to Judith rationally.
"Let's get one thing straight, Judith. If you have any ideas about
sucking my father's dick again or fucking him, you can leave right now.
Don't even think about coming back into this house again. I won't talk
to you again for as long as I live. Okay?"
Judith nodded silently.
Dana took a deep breath. "Tell me one thing, Judith. What was it like?"
Judith knew what Dana was asking, but didn't know how to answer. Dana
wanted to know what her father's dick felt like in her mouth. For
Judith, it was "damned if she did, and damned if she didn't" when it
came to answering that question.
Dana looked at Judith. "It's okay," she said, "you can tell me. I won't
get mad."
Judith sighed. "Well, it wasn't in my mouth that long, but...it felt
really cool. The head of his dick is kinda spongy, you know? And I
wrapped my lips around it, trying not to bite it."
Judith paused to gauge Dana's reaction. Dana seemed calm and very
interested.
"You know what was really awesome?", continued Judith. "When I took a
little more of his dick in my mouth and started sucking...I could
actually feel it growing in my mouth. Sucking a dick is soooo cool!"
Dana looked pensive for a moment. Then she asked Judith, "Did you hear
what he was saying in his sleep when I was stroking his dick?"
"Uh-huh."
"Did you hear him calling my name when I gave him that handjob?"
Judith nodded.
"Could you hear what I whispered in his ear right before he came?"
"No," replied Judith, "what?
Dana leaned forward and said, very softly, "I said, 'I love you, Daddy,
can I suck your dick?', and that's when he came!"
Judith's eyes got wide. "Really? That's awesome, Dana. Your Dad wants
you. Do you realize that?"
Dana said nothing for a minute. Then she asked, "Judith? If I try to
give him a blowjob tomorrow...when he's awake...do you think...will he
let me...I mean..." Dana couldn't finish her question.
Judith just took her friend's hands, stroked them, and said, "Dana.
Everything's going to work out. I know it will."
"Then it's settled. Tomorrow I'm going to suck my father's dick. And
Judith?"
"Yes?"
"If you promise to be very quiet...I'll let you watch."
Shortly after they finished their talk, both girls got dressed for bed.
It didn't take long for Judith to fall asleep. Dana was listening to
Judith's breathing. As soon as she was sure Judith was sleeping, Dana
quietly lifted the covers off of her side of the bed, pulled her panties
down a little bit, and began stroking herself to orgasm. All of the
sexual tension of the past few hours needed to be released. With another
girl in bed next to her, Dana couldn't let go as much as she would have
like to...but she came, gently and quietly, enough to fall into a deep
restful sleep.
The next morning, the two girls planned how best to get Dana to give her
father the blowjob of his life. They discussed various schemes and
finally decided that Dana should get her father back in the shower
again.
Dana checked on her father a little later. He was beginning to stir when
she walked into the room. He was lying on his side, facing away from
her.
"Daddy? Are you awake?"
Jim heard Dana's voice and turned his head, looking over his shoulder,
to see her standing by the door.
"Hi, sweetie," he said. "Good morning."
"Morning, Daddy. How are you feeling today? Do your hands still hurt?"
Jim started to turn, then realized his robe was open. Still somewhat
embarassed about what happened yesterday, he adjusted the robe and
closed it before rolling over to face his daughter.
"Not too bad, today," he replied. "They still hurt, but not as bad as
yesterday."
"That's good, Daddy," said Dana. "Did you sleep okay?"
Dana looked carefully at her father's face when she asked him that
question. If he had been aware of what she had done to him last night,
his face would give it away.
Jim said, "I slept pretty good. But I must have gotten hot last night.
My robe is damp and I feel like I've sweated up a storm."
Dana could explain why he had been sweating, but she just looked at him,
smiling. She reached over and touched his robe. "God, Daddy. Your robe
is soaked. Do you have a fever?" She put her hand on his forehead. "You
don't feel hot, Daddy. But you can't lie there in that damp robe like
that. We need to get you in the shower and rinse some of that sweat off
of you." She grabbed his arm near the shoulder and started to pull on
him to get him out of bed.
Jim resisted. "Dana. We've been through this. We are NOT going to repeat
what happened yesterday. Remember?"
For a brief moment, Dana was discouraged. But she plucked up her courage
and fought back, still pulling at him. "Yes, Daddy. We did settle this
yesterday. Remember? I told you that as long as you need my help - and
with those casts on your wrists, you still do - then I was going to do
everything I needed to do to help you."
Jim started to protest, but with a stamp of her foot, Dana stated her
case. "Daddy! Face reality. Whether you like it or not, you are at my
mercy! Do you understand? You need me. You NEED me. You need me to feed
you, to hold your coffee cup for you, to bathe you, to help you get
dressed, even to wipe your ass for you after you shit!"
Jim's jaw dropped. Dana had never talked like that before. His ears
could not believe what he had just heard her say. "Girl, I should slap
your mouth for that."
Without missing a beat, Dana retorted, "I'll probably have to do THAT
for you, too."
"Daddy, you are in a helpless situation. You either accept all my help
or none at all. I love you. I want to take care of you. You need to take
a shower and I intend to help you. I'm old enough now to know what's
what. If you get an erection, I will take care of it. And that's that!
Now...let's get you out of the bed and into the shower."
Jim was defeated. He knew Dana was right. He was dependent on her for
everything. The last person in the world he could afford to alienate was
his daughter. Besides, she seemed none the worse for yesterday's
incident. She didn't seem emotionally scarred by having her father cum
all over her. Maybe for her, it was just the result of a simple act of
mercy on her part. Maybe she was mature enough not to be upset by that
vile act.Maybe it would be alright after all.
Though Jim would deny it to himself, deep down inside he wanted her to
help him in the shower again. It had been years since he came at the
hands of another woman, at least at the hands of someone he loved, and
who loved him. Yes, he knew all too well it was his daughter who had
jerked him off. But her touch was so loving and so caring, it was hard
for him to think of it as an incestuous act. If she thought of it as
just an act of kindness on her part, maybe he should just accept it. But
even deeper in his heart, he knew he wanted it to happen again.
"Okay, honey. You win. But about last time, is there anyway we can
avoid..."
Dana interrupted him. "Don't worry, Daddy. I promise. This time I will
NOT let you come all over me."
And she meant it, too!
Continued in PART TEN
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Subject: At His Daughter's Mercy:Part Ten(M/ff;teen;incest;cons;voy)
From: "terry schulz" <schulzie@hotmail.com>
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories
Date: 6 Mar 1998 19:19:31 GMT
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"At His Daughter's Mercy":PART TEN(M/ff;teen;incest;cons;voy)
by Schulzie
This time, Dana did not feel the need to take things slow. She led her
father into the bathroom, turned him around, and stripped his robe off.
Simple as that. She was in control now. She knew it and he knew it.
"Daddy, do you have to pee? If you do, why don't you do it now while I
go and get the plastic to wrap your hands in." With that, she lifted the
toilet seat for him. She took a quick look at his limp penis. She knew
today would be the day, She was going to take the next major step toward
her goal of making love to her father. Today, she was going to suck his
dick.
Something occurred to Jim. "Where's Judith?"
"She's still asleep, Daddy. You know Judith." Dana looked at her father,
and he seemed to believe the little lie she just told him. In reality,
Judith was wide awake, waiting for her cue.
"I'll be back in a few minutes, Daddy. Then I'll start the water for
you." She gave her naked father a quick hug and a kiss on her cheek and
left him standing there nude while she went to take care of the
preparations. Walking briskly down the hall, she poked her head into her
bedroom where Judith was waiting.
"Everything's set. Do me a favor. Reach into the middle drawer of my
dresser and pull out that black bikini on the right. Please?" Then she
rushed downstairs to get the plastic and tape and returned to her room.
"This time," she said to Judith, "I'm getting in the shower with him."
She put the plastic and tape down on her bed and began to take her
nightgown and panties off to change into the bikini. Judith couldn't
help but notice that as Dana removed her nightie, her 14 year old
friend's nipples were erect. Dana must really be turned on by the
thought of what was awaiting her down the hall in her father's bathroom.
Dana began to put the sexy bikini on. She stepped into the bottoms. They
were a little tight since she had gotten it as a birthday present from
her Aunt Suzi last May. Dana had developed some since then, and when she
had finally pulled the bottoms all the way up she discovered that they
were very tight in the crotch. Dry, they emphasized her pussy mound,
making it more predominant. Dana could only imagine what they will look
like to her father when they are wet. Then she put the bikini top on.
That, too, was now smaller. Her boobs had grown more, as well, and she
was barely able to attach the clasp in front between her titties. The
top pushed her breasts up a little, creating quite an impressive
cleavage for such a young teenager. The top half of her breasts were
fully exposed, right to the edge of her nipples. Now she was ready.
Dana picked up the tape and plastic. "Remember," she said to Judith,
"wait until you hear the water running in the shower. I'll leave the
bathroom door open a little bit so you can watch, okay?" She started to
leave, then turned around and said, "Wish me luck."
"Good luck," said Judith.
Dana took a deep breath before entering the bathroom. As she walked in,
her father was still waiting, obviously self-conscious, with his hands -
still in casts - in front of him, covering his groin. When he saw Dana,
dressed only in her bikini, he nearly gasped. Little by little, Jim was
beginning to come to the realization that his little girl was nearly a
woman. And in that bikini, she was nearly naked. As Dana began to wrap
his arms in the plastic to protect the casts from the water, Jim looked
his sweet little daughter over. Jim flashed back on the first time he
had ever seen Dana's mother naked. That seemed so long ago and yet he
could still picture how she looked. Dana's mother was just a few years
older than Dana is now when Jim was first treated to the sight of her
nude body. It occurred to Jim that Dana's body was a slightly smaller
duplicate of her mother's. True, Dana's tits were not as big and her
hips were smaller, but it was practically the same body. She had the
same gorgeous skin tone as her Mom and her facial features just added to
the effect. So many memories flooded Jim's mind as he stared at his
virgin daughter's body. He remembered that special evening when he took
Dana's mother's virginity. The way her body looked as she lay in bed
next to him as he sucked on her nipples, caressing her all over, letting
his fingers roam down to her pussy, filling her vagina with his fingers.
He remembered how tight her pussy was. It had to be the tightest pussy
he had ever known. Then he found himself wondering if Dana's little
virginal hole was as tight as her mother's was. Jim's memories were so
vivid, he wasn't aware that Dana was standing in front of him, trying to
finish waterproofing his arms and hands. He also wasn't aware that while
his daughter had been wrapping his arms in the plastic, his cock had
become erect from thinking back to earlier times and remembering the
only woman he had ever loved. He looked down at Dana and saw that she
had her eyes on his cock. Unlike last time, Dana made no move to
disguise her interest in his organ. She looked up at her father and gave
him a sly smile.
"Dana, I'm sorry, it's happening again." Jim could not believe that his
cock was betraying him again. He had just begun to imagine his
daughter's tight little pussy and now he had a hard-on, and she was
staring straight at it. How could she possibly miss it? But he was
really curious about that smile on her face. She wasn't embarassed in
the least, he thought. She seems to like looking at it.
"Daddy. You don't need to apologize or be embarassed. Not after
yesterday." She paused, letting him think back to what had happened just
yesterday morning. She didn't want to be too bold, but she wanted her
words and intents to be as clear to her father as possible. "Actually,
Daddy," she said, looking him in the eye, "I think it's kind of a
compliment. You were looking at me, weren't you? And then your cock got
hard while you were checking me out, right?"
Jim was taken aback. His daughter had just asked him if she was turning
him on. And she called his penis a "cock" and this was really a
surprise; he didn't know she even knew that word. How could he respond
to that question? He couldn't admit it was true, could he? Would she
think he was sick and perverted if he admitted to her that she was
right? Her young body was turning him on. He knew it no matter how hard
he tried to deny it to himself. His daughter was turning him on. But he
could not bring himself to tell her.
"Actually, honey, I was thinking of your mother. She was so beautiful,
and I guess I just got excited thinking about her, and I..."
"Daddy, do I look like Mommy? Am I as beautiful as she was?" Dana looked
seductively at her Daddy.
Jim saw a gleam in her eye. He must be imagining this, he thought. Could
his little girl be flirting with him, he wondered.
"Dana...sweetie...you are just as beautiful as your Mom. You remind me
of her in so many ways."
"Maybe I'm even more like her than you think," she said, lowering her
eyes to take another look at his massive erection. "Let's get in the
shower, Daddy."
Jim was beside himself, confused, totally unsure of what was happening.
If this were any other woman, it would be clear to him that he was being
seduced. But this was his daughter. Was she trying to seduce him?
"C'mon, Daddy," she said, interrupting his thoughts, "into the shower."
She pulled back the curtain, and held him by his arm to help him get
into the tub. What she really wanted to do was to hold him by the dick,
but she had time for that. Soon, she'd be holding it in the warm
confines of her mouth.
When Jim was in the shower, Dana reached over to the faucet to turn on
the water, adjusting the temperature for her father. It was a little
hotter than yesterday. Perfect. Dana checked to see that the bathroom
door was open enough for Judith to see. Dana could not see her friend,
but she knew that Judith would be there, watching. Then she stepped into
the shower behind her father, but left the shower curtain half-open so
Judith would be able to see.
Jim stood under the spray of the shower, facing away from her, as Dana
reached for a bar of soap and lathered up her hands. Then, she began to
rub her father's back, slowly and sensuously. Her hands began to knead
and massage her Daddy's muscles, trying to coax him into relaxing. She
could tell he was tense but, surprisingly, not as tense as yesterday.
Her fingers pressed against his back, rubbing firmly, as he stood there
allowing his daughter to please him and tease him. He now allowed
himself to admit, at least to himself, that he was enjoying being
touched by his own daughter. There was still something that felt
forbidden about this, but there was also something compelling him to
just let things happen the way they were going to happen. Dana's hands
felt so good, rubbing the length of his back. He remembered how good
those same hands felt yesterday when they were rubbing the length of his
cock. And now, his cock was fully erect again, and he wanted to feel her
hands stroking it again. Would she do it again with him having to ask,
he wondered. She did promise that she wouldn't allow him to cum on her
again. After all, that was such a disgusting thing for him to do
yesterday. No, he thought, she'll keep her promise. She always did. She
wasn't going to stroke him this time, and he wasn't about to ask. This
is crazy, he told himself. I cannot have my daughter catering to my
sexual urges.
But Dana had her mind made up. Yes, she had promised not to let him cum
on her again, she thought. But she had other plans for her Daddy's cum.
Dana looked over her shoulder toward the door, and could just make out
the figure of Judith standing near the door, peeking inside watching her
very best friend wash her father.
Judith got her first chance to see Dana's father standing there naked.
She had not yet seen his butt and now there it was, just ten feet away.
She watched Dana's soapy hand rub her father's butt, soaping it up, her
fingers rubbing between those muscular cheeks. It seemed to her that
Dana's father actually thrust his butt back, relaxing his butt muscles
to let Dana's fingers have greater access to his ass. And Dana seemed to
take the hint, soaping that crevice, washing away any filth that might
be there.
Dana knew that the time had come to make her move. She finished washing
the back of his legs and stood up. Reaching in front of her she unhooked
her bikini top, took it off, and tossed it on the bathroom floor. She
rubbed her father's neck for a minute, then soaped her hands again.
Reaching under his arms, she put her arms around her Daddy and began to
rub the lather all around his chest, hugging him and rubbing her young
teenaged breasts against his back. Dana soaped up her father's chest,
and rubbed the soap on his nipples.
Jim was growing more aware of his daughter's loving attention to his
body. He could feel her pressed against him, her young titties against
his back, but not realizing she had rid herself of the bikini top. Her
fingers felt so good as they stroked his nipples in a circular fashion.
He looked down at his cock, pointing upward, throbbing. He hoped that if
she was not going to jerk him off like yesterday, the least she would do
would be to stroke it and let him feel those dainty, delicate fingers
wrapped around his cock one more time.
Dana continued rubbing her Daddy's chest. Then, she asked him a
question. "Daddy? When Mom was alive, were you happy? I mean, you and
Mom?"
"Yes, sweetie. We were very happy. I know I was, and I'm sure she was,
too."
"And were things good for both of you?"
"I'm not sure what you mean, honey. I told you we were happy."
"I mean, about sex and stuff...was it good for the two of you?
This got Jim's attention in a big way.
Dana now let her hands drop to her father's tummy and below. The
sensation of her hands so close to his cock made it twitch.
Jim tried to ignore the question. But Dana persisted. "Was sex good for
you and Mom, Daddy?"
"I don't think that's a question you should be asking, honey...it's too
personal," he answered her, but finding words more difficult to form as
her hands dipped even lower.
"Did you and Mom take showers together, Daddy, like this?" Her fingers
move down another inch or two, brushing against his pubic hair.
Jim was trembling with excitement now, his knees knocking, his
self-control waning.
Dana could feel her pussy getting wet, and not just from the shower. Out
in the bedroom. Judith was watching the scene in the shower. Though she
could not see Dana's hands or her father's dick, she could imagine what
was going on. Her own young pussy was getting wet, and without thinking
she lifted her nighty and dropped her fingers down into her panties,
seeking out her throbbing clit.
Jim struggled to stay in control, answering the question his beautiful
young daughter had posed. "Yes...baby...we took showers together."
Then, Dana reached down and took her Daddy's engorged dick in her hands
and began to stroke it with her soapy hands. Her father not only
stiffened at his daughter's touch, but he moaned, audibly. A jolt of
sexual electricity shot through Dana's body all the way down to her clit
when she heard her Daddy's lusty groan come from deep within his throat.
Judith, meanwhile, had dropped her panties to her ankles, and rubbed her
pussy frantically when she heard that manly, sexy sound fill the air.
"Daddy? Did Mom wash you like this...the way I'm washing you now?"
Jim was finding it harder and harder to stand up straight and braced
himself against the wall. "Uh huh."
Dana applied more pressure to his swollen dick with her right hand,
stroking it back and forth, while her left hand reached under and cupped
his balls.
"Did it feel good when she did this?"
"Uh huh," Jim moaned.
"Does it feel good when I do this?" she asked, stroking a little faster
now.
"Oh, God. Yes, baby."
Dana stood up, placed her hands on her father's shoulders, and began to
turn him around slowly. His eyes were closed, but there was a look of
pained ecstasy on his face. Dana looked down at his dick which was rigid
and pointed almost straight up, even more than it had done yesterday. At
the door, Judith gasped, and had to cover her mouth with her free hand
when she saw Jim's enormous cock right in front of Dana's half naked
body. It looked even bigger than it did last night. If Dana's gonna suck
that, she thought, it won't be easy with the state it was in.
Jim's eyes were still closed.
"Daddy?", said Dana, very softly and gently.
Jim opened his eyes and saw Dana standing there, her breasts exposed to
him. She took her breasts in her hands and held them up for his
inspection.
"Did Mom have breasts like these?"
All he could do was nod his head. His body shook all over from the
overwhelming feeling he got from looking at his daughter's naked breasts
right before his eyes. His cock jumped, calling attention to itself.
Dana looked down at her Daddy's dick, larger than she had seen it
before, and she sank to her knees in front of him.
"And Daddy? Did Mom ever suck your dick...like this?" And with those
words, Dana opened her mouth wide, and let the head of her Daddy's erect
cock slide in as she leaned toward it.
"Uhhhnnnnnn...," was the sound that escaped from Jim as he felt his cock
being engulfed by his own little girl. Her warm, moist mouth had
surrounded the head of his cock nearly causing him to lose his balance.
Judith was going crazy watching that huge pole in her friend's mouth as
she remembered how the night before she had felt it pass her lips for
those few brief seconds she had felt that giant cock in her mouth.
And Dana was in heaven. She had her lips wrapped around the head of her
Daddy's dick. She was sucking her Daddy's dick. And he liked it. She
backed off for just a second and looked up at him. He looked down at
her.
"Sweetie...we shouldn't be doing..." but that's all he could say as Dana
plunged down on his dick, opening her mouth wider, trying to accommodate
more of his erect dick. This time her father groaned loudly as he felt
her mouth take in more of his cock. She was only able to take in half of
its length, but that was more than enough to please Jim. It had been so
long that a woman had sucked his cock, and the feeling of his daughter's
hot mouth around his erection made him shudder in delight.
"Mmmmmmm....," Dana purred, tasting her Daddy's dick. Instinctively,
Dana began to swirl her tongue around and around the head of her
father's cock, while her lips formed a tight, wet seal around its
circumference. Slowly and deliberately, her head moved up and down from
the head of his dick to as far down the shaft she could go before her
mouth was full of his enormous organ. Dana held her father's cock in her
mouth, continuing to move back and forth, licking and sucking causing
her Daddy to moan and groan, louder and louder. With her right hand, she
stroked the rest of his dick as her left hand traced little circles
around his balls with her fingertips.
"Oh, sweet Jesus," said Jim, as Dana began to bob her head up and down
on his cock.
This was wrong, he knew. He should not be letting his young daughter
suck his cock. But his rigid member was being gently and lovingly licked
by Dana's mouth. Not even Dana's mother, after several years of
marriage, had the oral skills that his virginal little girl seemed to
have naturally. He looked down at her as she continued to bathe his
penis with her tongue, massaging the shaft with her lips, plunging over
and over again on his erection. He looked at her cheeks, drawn in as she
sucked him, her head bobbing at a steadily-quickening pace. She opened
her eyes and they looked at each other. Each could read the lust in each
other's eyes as Dana's mouth worked its magic on her Daddy's dick. Jim
wanted to come, and Dana wanted him to come - right in her mouth.
Dana took her mouth off her father's cock. "Daddy? I love you so much. I
want you to come in my mouth."
Dana went right back to sucking his dick as Jim stared down in
amazement. His innocent little woman-child of a daughter had just
invited him to unload in her mouth. He wasn't sure he could do it. Shoot
his cum in his daughter's mouth? Could he let go in her mouth, filling
it with his hot semen, blasting off and shooting his jism down her young
throat?
Dana gave him little time to think about it. With the water from the
shower head spraying on both of them, Dana began her push towards her
final reward. Taking a deep breath, Dana began to pull out all the stops
in order to bring her father to orgasm.
From the bedroom peeking through the crack in the bathroom door, Judith
watched as Dana began to bob her head like crazy, up and down, up and
down, rapidly on her father's cock. Judith was frigging her clit like a
madwoman, trying to get off as she watched her best friend giving her
father a blowjob. Her eyes were glued to the sight of Dana's mouth,
stretched to the limit around her father's dick, sliding up and down,
faster and faster. She could see Dana's father, straining to come.
Jim no longer cared about conventional wisdom or what society thought
about incest. All he cared about what coming. Now.
And Dana was lost in another world. Any discomfort she might have felt
about her mouth being stuffed by her father's huge dick didn't matter.
She would not be denied the fruit of her labor. This was the moment.
She picked up the pace of her movements. Her head bobbed frantically,
her lips squeezing his dick, her tongue swirling around the head of his
cock, faster and faster, faster and faster,while her fingers tickled his
scrotal sac which she could feel tightening. Her father moaned and
groaned and then, he grunted, his hips pushing forward another inch into
Dana's mouth. With his cock aimed right at her tiny throat, he came.
The first blast went right down her gullet at lightning speed. This was
followed by a long stream of pearly white semen, filling her mouth,
making her cheeks puff out with the volume. Dana struggled hard to keep
his dick as well as all that cum in her mouth. She swallowed hard,
forcing the load down her throat. She backed off a bit, continuing to
stroke the head of his cock with her lips, causing yet more of his sweet
cum to spew into her mouth, then another shot.
In the hallway, Judith witnessed Dana's father last grunt, and knew he
was coming in Dana's mouth. The moment she saw him unload his sperm in
her mouth, Judith came, her right hand stroking her engorged clit, her
left hand pinching her nipple. She toppled over as she came, but kept
the rubbing motion going, trying hard not to cry out as her orgasm
overwhelmed her. She quickly recovered, knowing that the show was almost
over, and stumbled out of the bedroom trying to pull up her panties as
she made her way back to Dana's room.
Now, Jim was shooting the last few spurts on cum in his daughter's
mouth. Dana tried not to immediately swallow the last of his jism. When
the last drops dribbled out of his cock into her mouth, his legs buckled
and he collapsed. He was able to stop the full impact of his fall by
grabbing the shower curtain, but he eventually pulled it loose off the
rod and tumbled down on top of Dana.
Dana wrapped her arms around her Daddy's waist and prevented him from
further hurting his wrists by cushioning most of the force of his fall.
For minutes, both father and daughter were too exhausted to move. Jim
lay there on top of Dana, panting.
She lay beneath him, swirling his hot come in her mouth, enjoying its
sweet/salty taste and its creamy texture. Then, and only then, did she
swallow his cum.
For a minute they held each other, laying perfectly still. Dana's father
finally lifted his head and looked at his beautiful daughter.
"I love you, honey," he told her.
And then he kissed her.
To be concluded in Part Eleven
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Subject: At His Daughter's Mercy:Part Eleven(M/f;ff;teen;incest;cons)
From: "terry schulz" <schulzie@hotmail.com>
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories
Date: 13 Mar 1998 20:53:07 GMT
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At last, the concluding part of "At His Daughter's Mercy"
"At His Daughter's Mercy":PART ELEVEN(M/f;teen;incest;cons)
by Schulzie
A half-hour had passed before Dana returned to her bedroom to find
Judith anxiously awaiting her return. The 14 year old teen walked in,
covered only in a towel, her face all aglow, smiling dreamily. She had
just given her own father a blowjob - a wet, slobbery, guaranteed to
"get your rocks off" blowjob. It was the very first time she had ever
sucked a man's dick, and that man was her Daddy.
Judith, her best friend, had witnessed the whole thing from start to
finish. She watched through the small opening in the bathroom door as
Dana climbed into the shower on the pretense of helping her
temporarily disabled father take a shower. What Judith really saw was
Dana giving her father's erect cock a tongue bath, taking the
eight-inch organ into her virgin mouth, sucking and licking it until
it exploded, filling her mouth with a load of hot, white creamy cum.
Though she had tasted her Daddy's cum earlier when she had stroked
his cock as he slept - causing the giant organ to coat her hand with
semen which she licked off with joyful delight - this was the first
time Dana had tasted her Daddy's man-juice, fresh from his balls.
"What took you so long?", asked Judith, dying for details. "I saw you
sucking your Dad's cock, and I know he came in your mouth. But that
was awhile ago. What have you been doing?"
Dana didn't answer immediately. She just wore a silly grin on her
face, as she lay across the bed, staring up at the ceiling, basking in
the afterglow of the pleasure she had experienced allowing her own
sweet Daddy to come in her mouth.
Judith was in no mood to wait. "C'mon, Dana. Tell! What happened after
he finished coming?"
Dana looked at Judith and just smiled.
"Dana! What happened?"
Rolling over on her side, Dana took a deep breath, sighed, and said,
"Judith, it was sooo wonderful. He came in my MOUTH, Judith. I had
his dick in my mouth. Did you see me? Did you see me sucking my
Daddy's dick?"
Judith nodded. "What was it like?"
Dana continued. "At first I was scared. Until I actually decided to go
through with it, I didn't think about what sucking a cock was all
about. I mean, God, Judith...it's so big! You know that. You've seen
it. But it seemed even bigger when I had my face right up in front of
it. And when I put it in my mouth, I thought my lips were going to
split apart.
Judith said nothing, but gave Dana encouraging head nods.
"When I had just the head of his dick in my mouth, it suddenly
occurred to me that I wasn't sure what to do next. I know from
watching those porno movies we saw that a blowjob doesn't really mean
blowing. But I didn't think it meant just sucking either. So, I
started to lick the head. First I licked underneath; I knew he liked
that when I heard him groan. Did you hear him? God, that made my pussy
wet!"
"Uh huh," replied Judith, fully remembering Dana's father's lusty
moan. Judith's pussy had also started gushing at that very moment,
causing her to rub her clit frantically behind the safety of the
nearly closed bathroom door. She was a little bit embarrassed to tell
Dana that she had been masturbating while watching the two of them in
the shower.
"So I knew he liked that," Dana went on. "But then he scared me when
he tried to tell me we shouldn't be doing this. I wasn't about to
stop, so I just put more of his dick in my mouth and started swirling
my tongue around it. Judith. I swear to God: I was sure it grew even
bigger when I licked him all around his cock. Then I remembered
something you had told me, about being careful not to scrape his dick
with my teeth. So, I locked my lips around his cock and started to
slide my mouth up and down."
"I know," said Judith, "I saw. That was awesome."
"I wanted to see how much of his dick I could fit in my mouth, but
it's so big. I guess I made it about halfway down before my mouth felt
like it was going to explode. So I pulled back and started doing
everything I knew how to do, all at the same time. I licked it, and
sucked it, and slid my head up and down...all at once."
"Didn't you get tired?
"Well, I have to admit...my jaw was starting to hurt a little. It's so
hard to keep all of that in your mouth for a long time, but just when
I thought I couldn't stand it much longer, I could tell he was getting
close to coming."
"How?" asked Judith. "How could you tell?"
"I started playing with his balls, and I could feel them pulling up
closer to his body. My father's balls do that when he's getting ready
to come. Remember? You felt them when I jerked him off. That sac they
hang in kinda gets tighter. Remember?"
"That's right, I remember."
"So, I just decided to 'go for it' and put everything I had into
making him come. I thought my brains were falling apart inside my head
when I started moving my head back and forth trying to make him come.
I just kept sliding my mouth up and down his dick, faster and faster.
I knew he was really getting close when I felt the head of his cock
get really big. Then he sorta shoved it deep in my mouth. Jesus, I
could swear I felt it in back in my throat. Just when I was starting
to gag, he pulled back and then..."
"Yes?", said Judith.
"It happened. Judith! I could feel his cum hit the back of my throat.
It was strange. I knew it was about to happen, but it still caught me
by surprise. I was afraid all of it was going to go down my throat,
and I really wanted to taste it so bad. Real quick, I moved my head
back a bit so his dick wouldn't be so deep in my mouth. Then another
shot came out and I could feel it in my mouth. God, my mouth was full.
I barely had enough room for his dick, and then I could feel all his
cum in there, too.
"What did it taste like?" Judith asked.
"Mmmmmmm, even better than that sample I licked off my hand before. It
was all hot and creamy. It was a little saltier than before, but I
loved it. I swallowed some of it, but I kept some in my mouth. And
then, he kept coming and coming. Finally he pulled his dick out of my
mouth. That's when he slipped and started to fall."
"He did?"
"Yeah, didn't you see that?"
"No, I...uh...no, I left because...uh...I mean, I was afraid your Dad
might see me or something, so I left and headed back here."
"Oh. Well, he lost his balance and grabbed on to the shower curtain to
brace himself, but he still fell...right on top of me."
"Did he hurt himself? How about you? Are you okay?"
"Oh, yeah. He's okay. Me, too. But you know what happened next? He was
on top of me. I could feel his dick - it was still hard - right
against my pussy. I could feel it pressing against my bikini bottoms,
pushing right up against my pussy. Oh, God. It felt so good. I wanted
to pull my bottoms off and let his cock slide into my pussy."
"Jesus, Dana. That's so hot!"
"But then guess what happened? He kissed me! He lifted his head up and
kissed me right on the lips."
"He didn't!"
"Oh, Judith. I wasn't expecting that, but I had been hoping for it
anyway. I could feel tingles all over my body and my pussy just got
wetter and wetter. Then, I felt his tongue against my lips, trying to
pry them apart. I wasn't sure I should open them or not."
"Why not?", asked Judith.
"Because I still had some of his cum in my mouth, and I didn't know
what he'd think if he tasted his cum in my mouth. So I swallowed it
real fast, but there was still some left. He forced his tongue in my
mouth and he started frenching me. I never knew how good that felt. I
put my tongue in his mouth, too, even though I knew some of his cum
was still on my tongue. But, he didn't seem to mind. So for a couple
of minutes, we kept passing his cum back and forth from my mouth to
his mouth over and over."
"Really??"
"Uh-huh," said Dana. "We kissed a little longer, and then for about
ten minutes, all he could do was rest his head on my boobs, saying "I
love you, honey."
"Oh, God. That's so sweet." Judith was really touched by the love
between Dana and her father. "So, where is he now?"
"Daddy looked absolutely tired, and I knew his wrists were still in a
little pain, so I helped him out of the shower, dried him off, found
his other robe for him, and tucked him in bed. I also gave him another
pain pill. But the whole time, he kept telling me how much he loves
me. I gave him a big french kiss, and told him to take a nap."
Both girls grew silent for a minute. Then Dana said, very quietly and
very seriously, "Judith. Tonight's the night. I'm going to make love
to my father. I mean, all the way. I'm going to crawl right into bed
with him and before the night is over, I will not be a virgin anymore.
I'm going to give my virginity to my Daddy!"
Timidly, Judith asked, "Can I watch?"
Dana thought for a minute. She looked at her friend, and asked: "How
upset would you be if I said 'no'? Don't be hurt, Judith. But this
will be the first time, and I'd kinda like it to be...you
know...private?"
Judith was disappointed. She swallowed hard, but then realized Dana
was right. This was to be a special, memorable occasion, to be shared
by the two of them alone.
"Okay," said Judith, "I understand."
Then Dana said, "There's only one thing that bothers me."
"What's that?"
"Do you think it's gonna hurt real bad?"
The rest of the day passed real slow. Judith helped Dana get ready for
the big night. Dana took a long bubble bath, while Judith went through
Dana's lingerie and picked out some things that looked appropriate for
the occasion. When Dana came back to the room, she was wrapped in only
a towel. She looked at all of the clothes Judith had laid out for her
on the bed. Dana chose a matching set, another sexy nightie her Aunt
Suzi had sent her. It was a sheer red negligee, with panties that
matched. Both had lace trim.
"Your Dad is gonna love that," said Judith.
"I hope so," said Judith, "but the funny part is, I don't intend to be
wearing it that long."
Both girls giggled at Dana's remark. They began to go through Dana's
powders and perfumes to make her smell enticing for her father. Dana
decided to put on a body splash she particularly liked. Then Judith
helped Dana with her makeup.
"I don't think you should wear too much. Just a little. You don't want
to look like a whore," said Judith, as she applied a pinkish shade of
eye shadow to her friend's eyelids.
As Judith continued with the makeup, Dana had been thinking. "You
know, with Daddy's hands and wrists so messed up, I think I'm gonna
have to be the one on top. He was having a real hard time supporting
his weight trying to get out of the shower. I don't know if he'll be
able to hold himself up if he's on top. What do you think, Judith?"
"I read something in one of my father's medical journals once," said
Judith. "It was about sex and different positions and stuff. It said a
woman should think of it as riding a horse, to move with your partner.
When he pushes up, to push down and vice-versa. And it said that with
the woman on top, she can control things like how fast and how
deep...stuff like that."
"That makes sense," said Dana. "With the size of his dick, maybe I
should control things. I've been thinking that when the time comes,
I'm gonna have to break...I mean, I'll have to...uh..."
"You mean your hymen?"
"Uh huh. Daddy's dick is so huge, I just know it's gonna hurt."
Judith looked at Dana for a minute, and then asked, "Would you be
embarrassed if I took a look for a minute?"
"You mean...look at my pussy? Why?", said Dana, feeling embarrassed
about her best friend making such a suggestion.
"Just let me look at your hymen. I want to check something."
Dana shrugged her shoulders and took off the towel she had been
wearing and laid back on the bed, bending her legs and spreading them
apart. She couldn't believe she was doing this, exposing herself in
such an obscene way to her best friend. Judith crawled up between her
legs, and gently spread Dana's pussy lips apart. Her labia weren't
cooperating as they were dry. Judith wet her finger in her mouth and
coated it with her saliva, and started spreading it between her
friends pussy lips. Dana couldn't believe the sensations of Judith's
finger on her pussy. And she couldn't believe her own reaction to
Judith's touch. It felt good. Am I a lesbian, wondered Dana, as the
tingling sensation on her pussy made it start to gush with her natural
lubricant. Judith's efforts paid off as she was able to get Dana's
labia to spread open. With both hands, she spread the pussy lips wide
open and looked inside her friend's cunt.
"Lift your legs a little," said Judith, "I can see your hymen."
Oh God, thought Dana, this is so strange. Lying here with my legs up
and spread wide open, with my best friend looking up inside me. She
could feel Judith's fingertips on either side of her pussy, holding
her lips apart, and Judith's face was only inches away from her hole.
Then Judith slipped her finger inside, making Dana shudder. Her juices
started to flow as Judith's finger came in contact with the inner
walls of her pussy. Dana worried that Judith would know that her
finger was causing the flow of her natural moisture.
Judith was more than aware of her friend's pussy getting wet. She
could smell Dana's clean, fresh pussy as she got closer to the
opening. She knew that scent herself as she often smelled it when her
own pussy was excited. It doesn't smell dirty, she thought. It smells
sorta nice. Judith hoped Dana wouldn't figure out that her best friend
was actually enjoying playing with her pussy.
Judith stuck her finger inside Dana's pussy even more. "I can feel it,
Dana. I can feel your cherry." Dana could feel Judith's finger
applying pressure to her hymen, stretching it. She could feel her
friend's knuckle on the rim of her vagina as the tip of her finger
experimented with her maidenhead. Everytime Judith's finger moved, it
tugged on her labia, which made her clit twitch. Dana struggled to
keep her composure to make sure Judith would never know how excited it
made her.
Judith withdrew her finger from Dana's pussy. "You know, Dana, your
hymen's pretty thin. I don't think it's gonna hurt as much as you
think."
"Really?"
Dana got up and put the towel back around her, half embarrassed about
Judith looking at her. Judith might notice her nipples had gotten
hard from the excitement of the little finger-fucking that had just
taken place. Meanwhile, Judith quickly brought her finger to her nose,
inhaled her friend's fragrant aroma, then sucked the juices off before
Dana turned around. Judith was beginning to wonder if she was
bi-sexual. Touching another girl was much better than she thought it
would be. She liked it.
"Just take things nice and slow," said Judith, "your little pussy is
soooo tight."
Hours passed before it was time to do what she had wanted to do so bad
for the last two days. She had checked on her father a couple of times
to discover him sound asleep.
Finally, she could wait no longer.
"It's time," she told Judith. "Would you help me get dressed? I'm so
nervous." Judith helped Dana with the negligee, then started brushing
her friend's hair. Then it was time.
"Wait." Judith rushed over to Dana's dresser, picked up a candle that
was sitting on top, found a pack of matches nearby and lit the candle.
"Here. Take this with you. It'll make it even more romantic; making
love in candle light."
Dana smiled at the thought, then turned to leave the bedroom, but not
before turning around to look at Judith.
"Thank you."
Judith just smiled at Dana and nodded. And with that, Dana made her
way down the hall. Quietly, she entered her Daddy's bedroom. She
placed the candle on her father's dresser. It filled the room with a
gentle light, allowing to see his face a little more clearly now. He
was so handsome and sexy, she thought. His body was covered with the
sheet and blanket. Ever so carefully, she lifted the covers and
climbed in the bed next to him. She scooted on over to him, put her
head on his shoulder, and began to rub his hairy chest. Her hand ran
slow circles all over his chest for awhile, then she began to move it
downward, pulling the covers down as her hand made its trip toward his
dick.
Finally, she had the covers down, exposing his beautiful dick in the
dim light coming from the candle. Her father's cock was soft and limp
lying against his thigh. There it is, she thought. In just a few
minutes, she thought, I'm going to make his dick stand up, firm and
hard, and I'm going to sit down on top of him and put it inside me.
Very slowly, she lifted his flaccid organ and began to stroke it,
lovingly. In just a few short moments, she could feel it start to rise
in her hand. She applied more pressure to the shaft, squeezing it to
make it even harder. Before long, her Daddy's dick was fully erect as
she wrapped her fingers around its girth.
She bent down towards her father's cock, opened her mouth, and
engulfed the head. This time, she had no intention of sucking him to
orgasm. She wanted to make it even harder and moisten it for other
games. She slid her mouth up and down the shaft several times. Each
time, she coated his dick with her saliva. She knew that if she were
to stuff his massive organ in her tight, virginal hole, she would need
to augment her own natural pussy juices with her spit. Taking it out
of her mouth, she looked at it and saw it glisten from the thick
coating of spit and slobber.
It was time to wake him up. This was the moment that she would tell
her Daddy that she wanted him, not just as a father, but as a lover -
her first lover. She turned her body around on the bed to face him.
Gently, she straddled his chest, leaned down, and kissed his face very
softly. She planted kisses all over his face and neck, then moved
towards his left ear, whispering, "Daddy? Daddy? Wake up. I have
something for you."
Jim began to stir.
"Daddy?", he heard a voice saying. Not quite fully awake, he
muttered, "Hmmm?"
"Daddy, wake up. I have something for you," the voice kept repeating.
Jim began to become more aware of his surroundings. The voice was in
the room, and he felt a weight on his chest. Groggy, he opened his
eyes just a little bit and tried to focus. "Dana?"
"Yes, Daddy. Wake up. I have something for you."
"Huh? What, honey? What is it? What have you got?"
"Me!"
"What?!?"
"Daddy, I'm giving myself to you. I want you, Daddy. I want to make
love to you."
"Honey! We can't. It wouldn't be right. I can't make love to..."
But that was all Jim could get out. Dana leaned forward and began to
kiss him, passionately, sticking her tongue in his mouth. At first he
struggled and tried to push her off. But Dana pressed down hard
against him while her hand reached for his dick. She began to kiss her
father more deeply now as her hand squeezed the shaft of his erect
cock. Coming up for breath, Dana told him, "I am giving my virginity
to you, Daddy. You are always telling me that anything you have is
mine. Well, all I have to give you in return is this." And with that,
Dana took her father's hand and placed it on her pussy mound waiting
for him under her negligee. Jim could feel the heat rising from her
young pussy. His own daughter was sitting astride him, offering her
innocence to him.
"Honey, I..."
"Please, Daddy. I want you. I want to feel you inside me. I want your
penis inside me. You know I'm a virgin, don't you, Daddy. But I want
you to be the first man to make love to me. Please? Make love to me,
Daddy."
Dana's love for him touched Jim. He knew the physical pleasure he
would derive from making love to his own daughter. But now he knew he
wanted to have sex with her because of his love for her, and because
of her love for him.
"Sweetie, Daddy doesn't want to hurt you. I'm afraid that..."
Dana put a finger to his lips to silence him. "Don't be afraid, Daddy.
I'm not."
And then she melted on top of him, kissing him again, and rubbing
herself against him. She slid down until her panty-clad pussy was
against his huge dick. She began to grind her pussy against his
manhood. The contact between their most intimate parts stole the
breath away from both of them. Dana could feel her Daddy's hardness
against her. Jim could feel his daughter's soft warmth against him.
Throwing away all caution to the wind, Jim began to press harder
against Dana as he kissed her with the same fervor that she had kissed
him. Their tongues intertwined, each one taking turns sucking one
another's tongues into their mouths. With his casts on, Jim was unable
to properly caress Dana the way he would've like to, but he managed to
run his fingertips all up and down the length of her back as she lay
atop him.
Dana sat up to remove her negligee and revealed her naked breasts to
her father. She scooted up a little, leaned over, and began to rub her
teen breasts, back and forth, across his face. "Kiss them, Daddy. Kiss
my breasts."
Jim did not need a second invitation. His mouth moved all over her
tender, young breasts, seeking out her nipples. Dana was overwhelmed
by the first contact his mouth made with her ripening breasts. Then,
she hissed with pleasure as her father found her pink nipple, erect
and waiting for him. "Oooooh, Daddy! Oh my God, that feels so good,
Daddy."
Jim sucked on her tiny nipple, drawing it into his mouth, making Dana
shudder with pleasure. This was even better than she ever dreamed it
would be. She could feel his tongue making little circles around her
nipple. The sensation of his tongue running around her nipple was
sending ripples of pleasure all over her body and down to her sweet,
young pussy. "Mmmmm, oh Daddy, that's so good...mmmmmmm, I love the
way that feels..." Then Jim began to flick her nipple, first one flick
which made Dana convulse, then another and another. Dana's entire body
seemed possessed and beyond her own control with each flick of her
Daddy's tongue. Then, unexpectedly, he stopped. But only for an
instant. He slid his tongue across Dana's chest to find her other
nipple, treating it to the same teasing to which he subjected her
first nipple.
Dana could feel her own juices flowing freely from her vagina. Surely
Daddy must feel my wet pussy against his cock, she thought. She
pressed down harder against his erection, grinding her hips, and
thrusting her crotch against him. "Oh, Daddy...you're so hard...and
your tongue...Daddy...don't stop...I love what you're doing to
me...oh, God..."
Jim stopped and looked at his sweet young girl as she writhed against
him. "Take your panties off, sweetie. Take them off and show Daddy
your pussy. Let me see it...up close." Dana hurriedly pulled at the
waistband of her panties and lifted her behind to pull them down and
off of her. Now, she was totally nude and completely exposed to her
father.
"Let me see, honey. Bring it up closer to my face and spread your
pussy lips for me, baby." Dana brought her pussy to his face so he
could see her trim bush and swollen labia right before his eyes.
"It's so beautiful, sweetie. It looks just like your mother's pussy."
Dana blushed for the first time. It felt strange hearing her own
father talk about her pussy, admiring it, never letting his eyes stray
from its sight.
"Daddy wants to lick your pussy. Come and sit on my face, let me lick
your pussy." In all her fantasies, Dana hadn't considered the idea of
her father using his tongue on her. But now she had to know what his
mouth felt like, his tongue bringing her the same pleasure she had
given him only hours earlier when she sucked his dick. She lifted
herself off his chest and positioned herself over his mouth. Slowly
she lowered herself to his lips, and then she felt his tongue reach
out and touch her slit.
"Ohhhhh, Daddy," she moaned, her voice dropping an octave, sounding
like a woman in lust. "Daddy, that's so good...I love it...lick me,
Daddy."
Jim obliged, licking the length of her slit, from bow to stern, very
slowly. His tongue wriggled as he started at her clit and made its way
down to her hole, dripping with her honey-peach juice. Dana grabbed
the pillow his head was on and clenched it in her fists each time his
tongue found its way back to her clit. Each time his tongue found her
clit, he flicked it like the fluttering wings of a butterfly, causing
Dana to arch her back and lean backwards trying to keep her clit in
contact with her Daddy's wonderful tongue.
"Oh, yes. Lick my pussy, Daddy...I never knew it could feel this good.
I feel so..." But the words stopped coming from her mouth as all she
could do was moan with ecstasy.
Jim ran his tongue down her slit again. This time he stuck it in her
pussy hole, and began to lick the inside of her pussy. Dana bolted up
and grabbed her father's hair. "Yes. Yes, Daddy. That's so good. Oh,
Daddy. Lick my pussy. Do it. Do it...." Jim tongue-fucked her, thirty
or so seconds at a time before returning to that slow, tantalizing
licking of her labia and clit. Dana went crazy, waiting for his tongue
to return to her hole. Just when she thought he'd never do it again,
he stuck his tongue in her pussy again, driving her mad with each
stroke of his tongue. Then, without warning, his tongue slid past her
pussy and touch her asshole, sending a jolt of electricity through her
body. "Daddy!!! What are you doing? That's my..." But before she could
finish her sentence, she realized that what she was about to object to
was now something she loved. Her Daddy was licking her asshole, but
she found it dirty and exciting at the same time. "Oh, Daddy...that
feels so...oh, Daddy..."
She could take no more. Her pussy was as wet as it could be. Now was
the time to do the deed she had planned to do. "Daddy," she panted as
she slid off his face and down his chest toward his dick, "I want you
now." All fear of any pain she had earlier disappeared as she raised
her bottom up, and aimed her hot pussy toward the head of his dick.
"Take it slow, honey. Don't rush. Make it easy on yourself, "said Jim.
He watched her hold his erection straight up, as the fingers on her
other hand held her pussy open to receive his huge cock. Slowly, she
lowered herself and felt the head of his dick make contact with her
pussy. Her hands held on to his engorged organ, as she lined it up
with her virgin hole, ready to sit down and take the length of it
between her legs. As she lowered herself, she felt the large cockhead
begin to spread her labia wider and wider until she realized the
entire knob at the end of his Daddy-sized dick was now all the way in.
She stopped to look at her father's face, looking at the mixture of
love and lust in his eyes. She pressed down on his dick, her pussy
accepting a little more of its length, and could feel the tip touch
her hymen. Momentary panic set in as she realized what she was about
to do. Her earlier fear of the pain of tearing her maidenhead
returned, but she knew there was no turning back now. Slowly, she
rocked, bouncing up and down gently on the portion of his cock that
was in her pussy. She continued that slow rocking motion, bracing
herself for the inevitable. Then, she pushed down with all her might,
crushing her cherry with her Daddy's dick.
She was overwhelmed immediately with two sensations as her hymen was
destroyed by her last thrust downward. The pain hit first. It hurt
like hell. She bit her lip, as the pain brought tears to her eyes. She
nearly screamed as she felt the stabbing sensation within her pussy.
But the pain was replaced with a totally different feeling - the
feeling of being stuffed with the huge cock that filled her pussy. She
had done it. She had her Daddy's sweet dick in her pussy. She was no
longer a virgin. She was a woman now. But she looked down only to make
a startling discovery. Her father's cock was only half way in her
pussy. There was still at least 4 inches more to go.
"Oh my God, Daddy! Your dick feels so good inside me. But I don't know
if I can take any more in me. Daddy, your dick is sooo big!"
Jim looked at Dana, and told her, reassuringly, "Relax. Let your pussy
get used to my cock inside. Relax. As soon as you do, you can slide
on down the rest of the way."
And he was right. Dana took a deep, slow breath, exhaled, and as she
did, her pussy seemed to open wide and she was able to push down the
rest of the way until finally, all of his cock was inside her vagina.
She could not believe the feeling of having every inch of her father's
big dick filling her to the hilt.
Dana leaned forward. "Daddy, I love you. I like having you inside me.
I've never felt so good in all my life. Daddy, I just...just..." But
she could say no more and just leaned over more and gave him a hug.
They held each other tight for a minute before she sat up, putting her
hands on his chest.
"Daddy. I'm going to make you come. I want you to come in my pussy."
She began rocking back and forth, pushing off his chest and bringing
her pussy down hard on his cock. Then she leaned forward again,
repeating the motion, sliding up and down the length of his dick. With
each thrust downward, both Dana and her Daddy grunted with pleasure.
Jim could not believe, in spite of just having torn her hymen, that
his daughter had never had sex before. Her well-timed thrusts made his
cock throb, nearly taking his breath away. Up and down she continued,
making her Daddy grunt, making him sweat. She reached behind herself
to touch his balls, tickling his scrotal sac, making him groan.
"Oh, Jesus. Dana, your cunt is so fucking tight!" Dana perked up her
ears, shocked at hearing her father use those words. She had never
heard her father talk that way before. Yet, it excited her to hear him
tell her how tight her pussy felt. Her pace was steady as she kept on
riding his cock, up and down, in and out. She became aware of the
incredible size of his dick spreading her pussy wide, making her pussy
lips tug hard at her clit, making it throb as she moved up and down
more rapidly on his swollen shaft.
She was going to come. She could feel it. She was going to come as she
rode her Daddy's cock. She picked up the pace of her thrusting,
concentrating on reaching for the pleasure that only an orgasm could
bring.
Jim sensed what was happening. Her daughter's reaction to fucking his
big dick was very much like her mother's, he realized. There was no
mistaking it. She was going to come...very soon. Quickly, he held her
tight and rolled over, taking her with him so that now HE was on top.
He put his weight on his elbows.
"Dana...honey...Daddy wants to make you come. It's your turn. It's
only fair." With those words, Jim began to thrust inside Dana's pussy,
slowly at first, then picking up speed. "Wrap your legs around me,
sweetie. Daddy wants to fuck you deep." Dana put her feet up on her
Daddy's ass, using them to push her father deeper into her pussy. With
each thrust, Jim forced air out of his daughter's lungs.
Dana was so breathless, she could barely speak.
"Oh...Da...Dad...dy...oh...oh...yeah...that...fe...eeels...so...oo
go...ooo...oood...," she moaned, trying to get words out between
breaths.
Jim knew she was on the brink. He rode her pussy higher now to bring
the base of his cock right up against her clit. He thrust faster now,
increasing his tempo, fucking her tender young pussy with all his
might.
Dana strained to reach the orgasm she knew was coming. "Ye...yes,
Daddy...I'm...I'm...," gasping now, "...I'm gonna....YES!...I'm
coming...Daddy!...I'm commmmimg!...Daddy!!!!!!!!!!"
Jim watched his lovely daughter's face contort, as she rejoiced in the
throes of a powerful orgasm.
"Daddy...keep...keep...yes, Daddy...keep fucking meeeee!"
Dana could not believe what was happening. She couldn't count the
orgasms as they cascaded one after the other, each one taking her to
new heights of pleasure. Her father kept thrusting and thrusting deep
inside her, his dick rubbing against her throbbing clit, bringing on
wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure.
Jim was so turned on by the sight of his daughter coming, he could no
longer hold back. He pumped her pussy faster now, causing his cock to
explode within her tight, tiny pussy. He shot so much cum inside
Dana's cunt, there was a backwash of semen forced right back out of
her pussy as his rapidly plunging cock shot his hot cum forward toward
her cervix while at the same time forcing the excess backwards and out
her pussy at the same time. Blast after blast of his creamy, white
liquid spewed out of his dick and into her pussy until he collapsed on
top of her, spent and exhausted. Dana's legs dropped to his sides as
she, too, no longer had strength to hold them up. Within minutes,
Dana drifted off into a deep sleep, well-satisfied by her first time
being fucked by a man. She and her father had made love. As he rolled
off her, she cuddled up against him, resting her head on his shoulder,
her arm draped across his chest.
Jim kissed her forehead and fell asleep. And they remained that way
for the rest of the night.
Outside the bedroom door, Judith - who had been listening with her ear
to the door - smiled, saying to herself, "Way to go, girl!"
The End
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