While wife is away, dad gives their daughter an introduction to dating. They progress over five days from petting to the joys of oral and vaginal sex.
Julie’s Dating Orientation
By Happierman
Dad gives his daughter a five-day dating orientation.
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This is my first story. I hope you enjoy it. I’m looking forward to your comments and suggestions.
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Chapter 1: Sunday
“I want you to do it and I know she wants you to do it too,” my wife said.
“We’ve argued a lot about this and I’m still not convinced it's a good idea.”
“I want her to learn with someone who loves and cares about her, not some random guy. You have a wonderful relationship with her, and this will really cement it.” she argued.
“I love and care for her but think that she needs to learn from someone other than me.”
“All the boys she dates have only one thing in mind and that’s fucking.”
“You’re correct about that. I just need to think about this some more.”
“George, this is the perfect time. I’ll be out of the way, and you can focus on Julie and her needs and desires. Think of this as a five-day date where you will give her a good head start on her dating life.
“Yes, the timing works, but other than her learning as she goes, there probably isn’t another option.”
“Please say yes! It’s really important for a number of reasons to me and Julie.”
“OK, I’ll work out a plan.” I was saying this as we pulled up to the airport drop point so my wife could fly off for a meeting. I got out first and pulled out her carry-on and we kissed. She leaned into me with a hug and with a big smile said, “Please take care of all of Julie’s needs. I know that she will take care of all of yours. I’ll be back on Thursday night. Julie is expecting you to do it. We’ve talked and she is more than up for this and so am I.” We kissed again and she ran into the airport.
I got back into the car and pulled away. My wife was away on business, and I had four nights alone with my anxious and horny sixteen-year-old daughter. She wanted to learn from me about what to do with a boy. She was starting to date and felt very insecure. Apparently, her friends were of little help and her mom and Julie came up with a plan that I would play the part of the boyfriend. My options ran between total abstinence and then putting up with a frustrated and horny daughter or at the other extreme, having four days of a boy’s wet dream. At age thirty-seven, I was hardly a boy but could still deliver it with my wife on a regular basis. I’m still trim and in shape. My only shortfall is that I’m pretty short at only five foot five but that makes my seven-inch cock look even bigger. Julie is a bit taller than me at five foot eight. Lately Deb had been playful and adventurous in bed. She started calling me Daddy once her plans with Julie were hatched. I hate to admit it, but this had excited me. Also, for the last week she refused my advances and preferred to discuss Julie’s needs and how I might fulfill them. She even said that she was resting me before my five-day date.
Julie was a beautiful, perky, trim, and athletic brunette. She had bright blue eyes and a mischievous smile. It was my impression that she was the most mature girl among her friends. I hoped that she was ready for this big step. Her B-cup breasts and nipples always seemed to be at attention. I love to jog with her, especially from behind so I could watch her firm ass. I knew that birth control had been discussed but was pretty sure that she hadn’t started yet. Pregnancy wasn’t really a worry for me since I had had a vasectomy ten years ago, but I knew that if I was going to be her date, I needed some preparation. I sat in the parking lot for about an hour thinking and working on my plan. I decided that since I was going to go ahead and do what my girls wanted, that I needed to be prepared. On the way home I stopped at a drugstore and bought a dozen condoms. I wondered, would I need this many or more?
Our family consists of my wife, Deb, who is a lovely and a spirited thirty-seven-year-old CFO for a manufacturing company. I’m David, an independent graphic designer and work from home. Since it’s summer, I’ve been available to help with Julie during her school break.
When I got home, Julie came bounding down the stairs and jumped into my arms. She kissed me and exclaimed, “Mom texted and said that you were going to do it!” She was braless in a very thin tee shirt and with very tight shorts on. Her nipples were pointing out and the shorts were so thin that I could see her camel toe. I put her down and told her that we needed to talk. I told her to get something more appropriate to wear and come back.
She came back in a blouse, bra and longer shorts. I sat her down on the sofa and I asked what specifically she wanted. For years our family policy was to ask for what you wanted. We all followed this rule and understood that you don’t always get what you ask for. The key phase was “What do you really want?”
Julie looked down and swallowed and told me, “I want to know what it’s like to be with a guy, what to expect and what I should do. A lot of the guys seem to expect a girl to let them do whatever they want.”
I thought for a second and asked, “You’ve been on some dates, what do the guys do that you like and what don’t you like? Don’t think of me as your father but rather as a friend so your honesty is important. I’ll be completely honest with you, and you need to do the same with me.”
“OK, for example, last weekend I went to the movies with my best friend Suzy and two guys. My date, Bill, didn’t want to sit close to Suzy and we sat several rows away. I wasn’t sure why, but I soon found out. Once the movie started, he put his arm around me, kissed my cheek and reached over and started feeling my breast. I pushed his hand off but soon his hand was on my thigh and sliding up. I had on shorts so he couldn’t get far but I pushed his hand off again. He did this again and again.
Later he told me I was beautiful and moved my hand to his crotch. He was hard and asked me to rub him. I pulled my hand back and told him to stop it.
I asked if the same thing happened to Suzy, and she said yes, but she let him feel her up a bit. She went on, “Afterwards we walked over to McDonalds and had a soda and then he walked me home. It was sort of awkward when we stopped in front of the house and we kissed. As we kissed, he put his hand back on my boob and I let him give me a little feel. I had a good time but didn’t enjoy fighting him off.
I asked, “Why did you let him cop a feel?”
Julie blushed and said, “I thought it would be something we both would remember.”
We talked some more about her dating, and I tried to reinforce that I wanted to educate her as well as protect her. There were physical safety issues, diseases, and of course pregnancy to discuss.
“Dad, I’m not on the pill yet but Mom wants me on it as soon as I have a serious boyfriend. Plus, I know that you’re shooting blanks so that won’t be a problem with me,” she said with a big smile.
She indicated that she had seen some porn and I reminded her that porn isn't like real life despite how you might want it to be. She seemed a bit vague about how some of the “bits” and “acts” actually worked.
“OK, here is what we’ll do tonight. We will have a real date tonight so we can talk more about all of this. I’ll pick you up at 6:00 so you have two hours to get ready. Dress like you did for your double date with Suzy and the two boys. You have some homework to do as well. Without using the internet, I want you to make two lists. The first list is all the sex words and bits that you know about. The second is to list all the sex acts that you know. We’ll talk about them later.
Before she went upstairs, I asked her, “Is this what you really want?”
She squealed, “Oh yes!” She kissed my cheek and ran off.
At 6:00 I knocked on her door. She opened it and gave me the two lists and I put them in my pocket. She was dressed very nicely in slacks, a knit blouse, and a bra. I told her how she looked old enough and beautiful enough to be in college. She was so cute and sparkly.
We went to our local pizza place and got lucky with a very private corner booth. I started by asking how the idea of our date started?
Julie said, “I talked to Mom after a date about the boys’ expectations and it grew from there. I had lots of questions that Mom answered but wasn’t sure about others. We sort of decided that since you had the experience and the right equipment that you would be a good teacher, sort of like the perfect date.”
I asked what else she said?
“Mom told me that if we did this, it was our family’s most private secret. I can’t tell anyone, even Suzy, about what happens. I can’t even act like I know anything about sex or boys, at least for a while. The only people I can talk to about this are you and mom,” she explained. “I guess there are laws that we might be breaking that would destroy our family and I don’t want that.”
“Have you talked to Suzy today.?”
“Yes,” she said, “but all I told her was that we were going out for dinner. Dad, can we go over the lists?”
“Sure,” I said, “but let’s order first.”
After ordering, I opened the “bits are bits” list and went over it. Her list was surprisingly complete, and we talked about some of the differences like a cock versus a boner. She asked a bunch of questions and for our bits we decided to use cock and pussy. Her list of sex acts was long and some of the names were unknown to me. I told her that we were going to go slow and start with the most common. We didn’t have the time or energy to do her whole “acts are acts” list.
After dinner we walked down by the river and Julie wanted to hold my hand. We walked together, hand in hand for a while until I reminded her that our public display of affection could be misinterpreted by others so we couldn’t hold hands all the time. Of course, at home it would be different.
When we got home, she gave me a big hug and kiss as soon as we were in the door and we sat down on the couch. She reached for the TV remote, but I asked, “Wouldn’t you rather make out a little?”
She smiled and moved over and kissed me on the lips. We hugged and kissed for a bit, and I started to rub her right breast. The nipple was pointing out straight, and I spent time tickling it. I reached under her blouse and rubbed on her bra. Julie was squirming and giggling and kissing me all at the same time. I pushed her bra up to expose her breasts and put my hands over both of them. They were a perfect size for my hands and were firm, yet soft. She sat up and undid her bra and took both her bra and blouse off. I leaned over and started kissing and licking her nipples. Her nips were silver dollar sized and bright pink. When I sucked on them, she had a whole-body tremor. If it was an orgasm, it was the first one I ever gave her. I hoped that there would be lots more. I kept on fondling her breasts and nipples and her body just seemed to vibrate and shake.
She asked if I was hard, and I told her that she should check. She reached down and felt my erection. She reached down the inside of my pants and touched my cock. It was slippery from my precum, and she moved her hand around. I whispered, “I want you to give me a hand job.” She undid my belt and I helped her pull my pants and underwear off. She put her hand on my cock and started to roughly move up and down. I slowed her down and showed her where the sensitive parts were and how I liked it. She moved and used both hands and soon I exploded all over her hands and my shirt. I was impressed at the volume and force of my cum. I told her to smell it. She did, and said, “I’m not sure what it smells like.” Then I asked her to lick some of it. She took a tiny lick, and made a funny face and said, “It’s kind of salty. Girls really like this?”
“Let me smell it too,” and I moved her hand over in front of my nose and I took a big breath. I held her hand and took a big lick of cum. I turned and kissed her and pushed my sperm covered tongue into her mouth for our first French kiss.
“Oh, Daddy, that’s gross,” she squealed.
“Oh really, the kiss or the cum?” I asked.
With her hand still close to my face I took a bigger lick and made sure that she watched as I swallowed it. She took another lick too and then French kissed me. I told her that cum should be shared. cum was always slippery and messy. It starts hot but it’s soon cold. The mess is almost always part of sex. She got up and got a warm washcloth to clean ourselves up.
We sat for a while and talked about what happened. I told her that by removing her blouse she was sending a big signal. She made it clear that she wanted to proceed, and it would also make it harder to stop.
I started massaging her body and moved my hand down inside her slacks and touched the outside of her pussy. She was soaking wet. In fact, her tan pants and the couch showed a major stain. I told her that it was time for me to make her feel good. I asked if I could undo her pants and she smiled and nodded. I unzipped them and pulled them down to her knees and after a minute, I took them completely off. I gently touched her pussy and soon she reached down and took off her panties and spread her legs wide. Julie’s pussy was soaking wet and had a wonderful aroma. She had an impressive bush and had only trimmed the sides so she could wear a bikini. I touched her gently and spread her lips apart. She was bright pink inside. I gently touched and teased her by putting my finger into her vagina. Her hymen was still there, and I could feel a hole that was just a little bigger than my finger so I could push in a little further. I used my thumb to rub her clit and soon she was breathing heavily again. I took my time and I gently fingered her and continued kissing her all over. Soon she was panting and a series of oh’s and ahh’s came out of her mouth. I extended my finger down to her butt hole and she jumped and came when I touched it.
I moved up and we cuddled and talked some more. We talked about her reputation. Our family will never discuss our activities with others, but all the boys will. What she does with one boy will be what others will expect too. My advice was to go slow on dates to preserve her options for later. I also told her that as a relationship develops the sex will develop and expand as well. It is wonderful to share yourself with another whom you love and trust. Sharing it with someone who doesn’t respect you will only make you feel cheap and used. Please remember that you can talk to mom and me about anything. We love you and only want what’s best for you.
As we talked, both of our phones buzzed with a text from Mom, “How’s it going, any developments?”
Julie texted back, “Mario’s for dinner and talk. Home for complete relaxation for both of us. More tomorrow, I hope!”
Mom texted, “How far did you get?”
I texted, “Not all the way. We still have a lot of learning and talking to do. We touched and tasted some new things and we’re looking forward to tomorrow. Let’s talk later.”
Julie and I talked some more and petted and kissed. It was strange for me to be sitting only in a dress shirt with her nude. She was so wet and slippery. She rubbed me some more, but I held back for tomorrow. Finally, I sent her to bed, or at least to her room since it was getting late. I promised that we would talk and do more tomorrow.
Once in my room, I called Deb. She answered and seemed out of breath. “What’s wrong,” I asked.
“Nothing, oh my God, I just jacked off. I’ve been so turned on since you dropped me off and those texts just made me even hornier. I was so wet on the plane I worried about walking through the airport. I wish that I was there to help. I just had to come. So, tell me everything!”
I told her what happened and how things progressed. She was surprised I had her taste my cum. I told her that if she hadn't, that tomorrow’s blow job would be much more of a surprise. My plan was to go fairly slow, and the third night would be her deflowering. I was hoping that my stamina would hold up for the week. I asked if she had talked to Julie and suggested that she should. It probably wouldn’t help Deb’s horniness, but I was sure that she would want to hear directly from Julie about her experiences.
We exchanged “love you’s” and promised to talk the next day.
Chapter 2: Monday
On Monday morning, Julie came into my room fairly early. She pulled back the sheet and whistled, “That is one lovely boner you have there Dad. Can I help you with it?”
I told her, “Yes, but first I have to go to the bathroom and get rid of my morning wood.” It took me a few minutes to do my business and brush my teeth, so my cock was more relaxed when I returned. I stood by the bed and told her that this was how cocks are most of the time. She reached over and ran her finger down it and it started rising. I lay down with her kneeling next to me and she massaged my cock up to full size. I asked her to kiss and lick it, which she did. Then just like her cock sucking mother, took me into her mouth. She moved up and down and pushed down onto my cock and then bit me. I jumped and pulled back. I told her that just like a hand job, she needed to be gentle and keep her teeth away from my cock. She took it nice and slow and pulled me in till I hit the back of her throat and she gagged and coughed and backed off. She said she wanted to deep throat me, and I assured her that for now it wasn’t needed. She resumed sucking me off and I told her that I would give her a warning before I came. It didn’t take long before I told her that I was going to come, and she sucked me in further as I shot my spunk into her mouth. I shot four or five loads into her. She sat up, smiled, opened her mouth to show my white cum and leaned over and French kissed me and let the cum drain into my mouth.
She swallowed and said, “Just like you said Daddy, we should share all of this.”
I asked her, “Was that what you expected?”
“Yeah, it just came out faster than I was prepared for. I’m also not a real fan of your pubes,” she said as she pulled one of mine out of her mouth. “How will I learn to deepthroat?” I told her to talk to her mom about that.
We talked about blow jobs and why boys liked them and more about how to do them. She thought BJ’s were sort of nasty because boys also pee out of their cocks. I agreed but mentioned that once a cock was hard the bladder was closed off so they couldn’t pee. I also mentioned that all women pee out of their pussies. It was just a messy part of sex. A lot of women enjoy the power it gives them over the man. Rarely will a boy decline an orgasm and sucking him off is a quick and easy way for you to give one.
We cuddled and I said, “Someday, you will kiss a boy with a cum filled mouth, and he will be repulsed and not want you to do it. To get his attention, you grab him by the balls and squeeze hard. Then, tell him that if he ever refuses your gift of cum, that will be the last time he ever comes with you. And if it happens again you need to follow through and break up. A boy who wants to come but not to enjoy the mess, isn’t worth being with.”
I moved over in front of her and moved her legs so I could get at her pussy. I started with her feet and kissed and licked my way up her legs slowly. She kept skooching down so I would get to her pussy and soon I ran out of bed, so I moved up. I hadn’t touched her pussy yet and I inhaled her strong aroma and touched her with the tip of my tongue. I pushed her legs open and licked from the bottom to the top. I started fingering her and knelt over and kissed and pushed my tongue into her opening. Her breathing got faster, and I sucked on her clit. I kept this up for about ten minutes to get her over the top to a massive orgasm. Her thighs nearly crushed my head as she came and finally, she begged me to stop saying that it was too much.
After breakfast we planned out our day. Her comment about the pubes gave me an idea that would add a spark. I asked, “I know that you don’t really like to suck with pubes and most of your dates will have them. I can’t fix that, but you can fix mine. Can you trim my pubes and maybe I can trim yours?” She replied, “Yeah, but don’t mention it to Mom. It’ll be our surprise.” We went to my shower and with hair scissors and she went to town on me. Then I trimmed her. We evaluated our bushes and decided that we both needed to go smooth with no hair at all. Out came the shave cream and the razors. Bravely, I had Julie do me first. She skillfully shaved from my belly button all the way around to past my butt hole. My cock kept getting in the way, so she put it into her mouth and sucked as she shaved. It was a very memorable experience. Amazingly, I didn’t come during the procedure and soon it was my turn to do her. We were as smooth as a baby’s bottom but a lot more excited than any baby.
After a quick shower we returned to my bed, and she wanted to blow me again. I asked to go first and licked, kissed, and sucked on her until she begged me to stop.
She asked me to stand by the bed and knelt in front of me on the floor. Julie kissed my cock, balls, and crotch. Then just above where my cock joins my stomach, she planted a kiss and started to suck and finally she bit and gave a hard suck. Pulling off she sat back and said, “Now I’ve put my mark on you, and you are all mine.” There was a dark red hickey complete with teeth marks. I asked her where she would like one? She resumed licking, kissing, and sucking me and tried to deep throat me again. She gagged and then just held my cock in her mouth. She tickled all my freshly exposed skin as well as my new hickey and soon I was about to come again. I told her I was ready to blow, and she pulled me out and pumped me, so I shot all over her face, hair, and her closed eyes. She had kept her eyes closed but when she opened them, she commented about how it stung, and everything was blurry. When I was done, she popped me back in her mouth and cleaned me off. She stood up and kissed me and rubbed her face all over mine. I led her back to the bathroom for another shower and looking in the mirror gave us a good laugh. This facial made me wonder how much porn she had been watching.
I had a meeting after lunch, and we relaxed the rest of the day. We had a casual dinner at the club and went for a drive. Soon it was getting dark, and I looked for a quiet place to stop for some parking and petting. I parked behind my car mechanic’s shop, and we reclined our seats. Julie guessed what was planned and quickly undid my pants and started massaging my dick. We talked about safe and unsafe places and what to look out for. From where we were parked, I could watch for cars coming in the driveway. She gave me a slow and delightful blow job. I came in her mouth, and she shared it back into my mouth, face and shirt. I returned the favor by fingering her to an orgasm. I was surprised to find that she had gone commando under her skirt. We talked about a date’s expectations if he discovered no panties and the only words that came to my mind was there would soon be a “fucking good time”.
That night I talked with Deb and filled her in on the details. She had talked to Julie a couple of times but didn’t disclose what they discussed. Deb was still very horny and very frustrated at her situation. I joked that there should be some young virile men (or ladies) in the bars and her response was, “Oh, sure.”
Chapter 3: Tuesday
On Tuesday morning Julie returned to my bed and this time sucked off my morning wood. She told me she thought it was even bigger than before. Once again, I started working on her feet and ass and moved up toward her pussy. She spread her legs wide and I was licking her pussy, labia, and upper thighs. I then started to kiss the inside of her thigh and began to gently suck. She jumped when she realized what I was doing, and that the hickey would be visible when she wore her bathing suit. My smile told her that was my intention. I kissed her lips and moved down and sucked on her nipples. I rolled it in my fingers and while she was distracted, I gave her a lovely hickey right below her nipple, I moved down and I licked her to another orgasm before we got up for breakfast. We talked about the day. I had some work meetings in the afternoon so Julie asked if Suzy could come for a swim. I agreed as long as nothing was discussed with her.
We talked about sex some more and I licked and played with her pussy. One of her concerns was that most boys wouldn’t go down on her. My suggestion was to make them finger and lick you first. Then they’ll be happy to have you suck them off.
After lunch Suzy came over and they laid out in the sun. About an hour later I saw that they had moved over behind a fence. I couldn’t see clearly but they appeared to be touching each other. I moved around so I could get a better view as they started sixty-nining each other. Soon they stopped and then jumped in the pool nude. It was pretty hot and not just the weather. Too bad I couldn’t join them.
We grilled dinner and talked. I asked howard Suzy’s visit went. Julie smiled and said, “We had a good time.”
“Did Suzy ask about your hickey?”
“Yeah, she noticed it and I told her I had pinched it while I was putting something away. I’m not sure she believed me.”
I smiled, “I checked on you guys and you looked like you worked up quite a sweat and had to jump into the pool.”
Julie blushed a bright red and blurted out, “I can explain Dad, really.” She went on and told me how Suzy had instigated the touching and it sort of got out of control. “Does this mean that I’m gay now?”
I shook my head and told her to relax and not to worry, “Lots of folks have experiences like this. Most people like just one sex and are either straight or gay, but some folks like both and are called bi. I told her that it wasn’t a conscious choice to be straight or gay. You’ll know in time what attracts you and that will be fine with mom and me.”
She put me on the spot and asked if I had ever done a guy. Since honesty is our policy, I had to admit that I had a gay friend, and we developed a friends with benefits relationship for a few months. This was before her mother came into the picture. She wanted specifics so I told her how we sucked each other off and fucked every so often. I told her that it hurt at first but once your body is used to it that it was nice. In a couple of days, if we are having sex, you might be sore too, so we’ll take it easy. She asked about mom, and I told her that if there were any stories, that mom would need to tell her.
“Dad, I have an idea that I think that you will like. You like looking at my body, right?
I replied, “Of course, you have an amazing body.”
Smiling, she said, “Let’s do a nude night and see what happens.” She immediately stripped out of her clothes and cleared the table. Her smooth ass and body were something to behold as I followed her into the kitchen. I thought to myself, “I’m pretty sure that I know what is going to happen.”
After cleaning up, she took my hand and led me to her room and told me to lie down. She climbed on top of me, sat on my face, and put her pussy over my mouth. So much for foreplay. She was facing me, and our eyes linked as I licked her pussy and explored her vagina. It was an amazing view with her pert breast and hicky hanging over me. She pulled my hands to her breasts; I pinched and rolled her nipples while my tongue explored her pussy. She squirmed as a series of tremors hit her with another orgasm. Needless to say, I was rock hard and looking for relief.
She whispered, “Don’t move, I want to show you something, I’ve been practicing for a couple of days.” She scooted down and held my cock up straight. She licked it all over and spit on the top. She put the head of my cock in her mouth and pushed down. My cock slowly disappeared into her mouth as she pushed. She went down in stages, paused and kept going until her nose was at the base of my cock. She pulled back again and sat up with a big smile. She told me that Mom told her to practice with one of her dildos so she could deepthroat me. She kissed the tip of my cock and then plunged all the way down. Her facial expression was wonderful as her lips pulled out as she moved up with her mouth making a perfect “O.” She ran her hands all over my balls and ass. Soon I told her that I was about to come, and she pushed all the way down and I shot down her throat. She sat up again, smacked her lips and said, “Look Dad, no cum taste.” She then French kissed me and she was right, no cum taste.
We went into the family room, and she asked to watch some porn. I found a porn channel, signed in and picked out an incest video. Turned out it was about a mom and her son, so it didn’t hold our attention for long.
We retired to my bed. I was laying on my back as Julie licked and sucked my cock. I must have dozed off a bit. Soon her mouth had a different feeling and then she was kissing my lips. I jumped a little and she said, “Don’t move, I’m doing this now!” She shifted her weight back and slowly sat down on my cock. She paused for a minute with my cock stretching her cherry. She pushed harder. When her cherry gave way, my cock plunged in a couple of inches. She was so tight and so wet. I stopped moving, tears were in her eyes, but a smile was on her face. “Oh, Daddy, I’ve wanted this for so long. It hurts but it’s a good hurt.” She moved up and down several times and soon I was filling her up with my cock. It took a while to stretch her vagina so I could get all the way in. Tears were still coming when I rocked in and out of her. She knew what I needed, “Daddy, come in me, I need to feel it.” She was right, we both needed it and it was amazing.
We lay there letting the cum and blood drain onto the sheets. A few minutes later our phones buzzed with a text from Mom, “Any news?”
Julie grabbed her phone and texted back, “THE DEED IS DONE!”
Debbie immediately called and all of us were laughing and crying. Debbie congratulated both of us and promised to get in on some of the action when she returned.
We showered again, changed the sheets, and climbed back into bed. Julie wanted to take a picture of us to remember the occasion. I told her, “I’m sorry but there can be NO PICTURES, because someday, someone will see them. If you take one or somebody takes one of you, it will end up on the Internet, you can be assured of that.”
We dozed off to sleep and at some point, in the night Julie started kissing and sucking my cock. Once I woke up, she whispered, “Can you fuck me again? I have this ache that needs a cock to make it feel better.”
We rolled over and I touched her pussy gently and put three fingers in her larger but still tight pussy. She encouraged me to put my cock all the way in and I slowly plunged it into her. We made gentle love in the missionary position for a while and then she started asking that I go harder. I started moving more and she shouted, “Oh Daddy, fuck me harder.” Then I went at her as hard as I could and finally shot several small loads into her. She said she felt good but didn’t come. I slid down and started licking her pussy and clit. She was encouraging me to keep going, and I moved down to her butt hole and rimmed her. That really got her excited and I used three fingers in her pussy in a come-hither motion and suddenly she was spraying me with her cum. Julie was a squirter! I kept licking and touching her until she called me off.
Chapter 4: Wednesday
In the morning, Julie asked, “Can we fuck again?”
I asked, “Are you sure you can? Get up and go to the bathroom and see how you feel.”
When she came back, she said that her pussy hurt so badly that she could barely walk. She started kissing my cock, but I asked her to wait until later.
Julie asked, “What happened this morning when you were fingering me? It was an amazing orgasm, but it felt like I peed all over you and the bed. Is there something wrong?”
I told her, “No, there isn’t anything wrong. Sometimes women ejaculate like a guy. It’s not very common but does happen. You know how wet you get when you get sexually excited, that’s part of it. Your Mom has done it a few times. You have to be really turned on and the guy needs to press the right buttons for it to happen. You don’t need to worry, besides, I loved it.”
She called Mom and recounted the evening and her soreness. Her advice was to walk it off. Both of my girls seemed very happy with our progress. Later, I dragged Julie to the golf course, and we walked nine holes. She played better at the end, and I lost a couple of bets that she planned to collect on soon.
After dinner we retired to the family room and relaxed. Her pussy was better but still sore and I begged off any sex until she was ready.
Chapter 5: Thursday
We slept in my bed on Wednesday night. In the morning we cuddled for a bit and Julie told me that she would do anything and everything that I wanted to do to her. She said, “I want to be your slut, if you can think of something then I will do it with you.”
I told her, “Being a slut probably isn’t what you want. A slut is a woman, who is considered to have loose sexual morals and who is sexually promiscuous. Sluts are used and abused by men and rarely respected. Respect is a key to sex in a loving relationship. I can’t imagine that you would be willing to be in a gang bang or even share yourself with multiple men.”
Julie frowned, “I just really want to please you and meet your every sexual need. I’ll be a slut just for you, no one else. The feelings you are giving me make me want to do kinky things with you. Right now, the kinkiest thing I can imagine is having a photograph of you giving me a facial. I got out your old 35 mm digital camera, I want some photos of my facial. Can we do it, please?”
By this time, it had been about 30 hours since I had KUM, and I thought I might have enough spurt in me to do it. Since this camera didn’t easily hook up to a computer and I could control it, I gave her my OK. I sat on the side of the bed, she had me spread my legs out wide and then started licking, kissing, and sucking me. She was playing with my butt hole and plunged her finger up my ass just as I was about to KUM. I pulled out of her mouth and sprayed her face and hair. She tried to keep her eyes open, without much success, and commented again how it was blurry. I snapped several photos and then laid her down and licked her face clean and then kissed and licked down to her pussy. She was red and a bit swollen, but I was able to make her feel good.
We showered and after breakfast we cleaned up the house, changed all the beds and talked more about how our five-day date had gone.
Just before lunch, she told me she needed my cock and soon she had me hard. She started to climb on, but I stopped her. I told her to think of me as her date who wasn’t shooting blanks, so she needed protection. She told me she would be on the pill soon, and it would be OK. I asked her what about STD’s and she wouldn’t always be on the pill. I pulled out a condom and gave it to her. She had seen these but never held one. She tried to open it, but its rapper was slippery and was tougher than expected. I told her to bite the edge and tear it open. This worked and I told her how to put it on. Once it was on and rolled down, I told her to climb on for a ride. The rubber deadened my cock enough that I could go for a long time. We tried several different positions before collapsing in simultaneous orgasms.
After I pulled out, she looked at the cum filled condom. I told her to suck on it to see what it’s like. She did and looked surprised. “It’s cherry and pussy flavored!” I told her that sometimes to control the mess from a blow job, she could use a condom. If you are going on a date and you think you might have sex than you should bring a condom in case the date doesn’t.
She carefully pushed the cum to the top of the rubber and rolled it off me. She held it and looked at me with a strange smile. She put the condom up to her mouth and let the cum drain in. She mumbled something I didn’t understand and spit it into my mouth. She laughed and said, “Guess who could turn into a real cum slut if we keep this up!”
She saw the camera there and asked me to take some photos of her. She held the condom up to her mouth as if she was drinking it. I also took a full body shot of her that included my limp cock and her smooth pussy. The last one was of her swallowing my limp cock. You couldn’t tell that I was flaccid, but you could see her large shit eating grin. These were photos that could get me sent to prison. I needed to work out a protection plan for the memory card.
For the rest of the day, I have to admit that she worked very hard to get me to fuck twice more. We christened the kitchen and the pool deck. I needed a nap after all this exertion. After waking up, I looked around for her and found her lying her nude on her back on my bed with her head hanging down over the side. She welcomed me with outstretched arms, “Daddy, come here, I’ve practiced some more and really like this position.” She had some problems undoing my pants since she was upside down but soon my flaccid dick was in her hands and mouth. Since my cock was pretty tired, sore, and limp, she could take me completely into her mouth. She could even slide her tongue out the top to lick me. I told her, “It looked like a strange pussy monster searching for cum. Now that should be the picture.” She started giggling, then gagging and pulled out. After rolling over, coughing, and gagging some more before she seemed OK. She rolled onto her back and pulled my cock back into her hot mouth and throat. She was getting a nice rise out of me and every time she swallowed, I went further down her throat. I leaned over a bit and massaged her breast and moved my hands to her pussy. She pushed on me when she needed to breathe, and I would pull back. She wiggled and told me to stop with her pussy, but she wasn’t really in a position of control. My rookie cum slut kept this up for about ten minutes. Finally, I felt that tingle and pumped a load down her throat. She seemed to have a small tremor just after I came, and she smiled broadly after I pulled out. She had sucked me dry and there was nothing left for her mother. That was exactly what she wanted. I had come five times on Thursday. It had to be my all-time record. I couldn’t imagine that even in my teenage years I ever accomplished that.
Deb’s plane was late, so it was dark by the time we left to pick her up. Julie pleaded to sit next to me, but I forced her to sit in the back. I was afraid that Deb would arrive, open the car door and find Julie sucking me off. Later, she admitted that was exactly her plan. Deb finally arrived and climbed in the back with Julie. They whispered, laughed, and schemed all the way home.
At home we talked for a while and then retired to our rooms. Soon after, Julie tapped on our door, ran in, pulled back the covers, and started to blow me. Soon she was riding my cock and her hands were full of pussy. Her left hand was in her pussy and her right was in her mother’s.
Chapter 6 - Update
We continued our three-ways for several weeks before things settled down a bit. One factor was that Julie found a boyfriend, Jack, who was a year older and had a car. Another was that I found out that Deb actually had a gay relationship with one of her college roommates, Marie. Marie was married and lives about three miles from us. They are some of our best friends. What caused the problem was that this relationship had quietly continued for all sixteen years of our marriage. This was a serious problem for me. I felt snubbed and lied to, so it was Julie who collected all my cum for about six months. As far as I knew, Deb didn’t go into many details with Julie. Both couples ended up in joint counseling. This helped a lot and led to us having several foursomes together but that’s another story.
Julie’s dates were really interesting. I would wait until she got home. Many nights we talked, and she was pretty free with the information. Apparently, Jack was well equipped at about eight inches but suffered from premature ejaculation issues. My suggestion to her was to suck him off first and then fuck. She enjoys the car but finds it too uncomfortable for real sex. Often, they will fuck in her room. Julie told him we were really progressive parents. Boy, he had no idea. The real benefit of waiting up for her was that often she was so horny she needed me to fuck or suck her to an orgasm. I learned to really enjoy her cream pies. The combination of Julie and Jack’s cum was delicious. This almost makes me sound like a cum slut and maybe I am. I knew that all the orgasms she had during her orientation wouldn’t happen with the boys she would date. Of course, I was only too happy to help her out.
Should I have done this five-day date with my sixteen-year-old daughter? I don’t think that even on our honeymoon that my cum has ever been so depleted. It really was like a wet dream for me. Julie has told me many times about how glad she was that we did it. She believed it helped her. I’m not so sure her mom agrees. Julie is very protective of me and caused some issues during our difficulties. She even told Deb that she was my preferred fuck and not her mom. Clearly, there are potential legal issues that may never go away. Julie’s close relationship with Suzy is also a potential problem. Suzy has hinted to both of us that she thinks we’re doing things that aren’t done by normal fathers and daughters. She is, of course, correct.