Where it happened: British Columbia
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
While nothing had changed as to our life in the great barren but beautiful British Columbia, if you read the first Chapter of my tale, you’ll remember, how thanks to Doc Hal (one of my closest friends in this desolate place) One gift I’d gotten for my 13th birthday: What every girl wants, A Pelvic Exam, only to learn there was a problem with my hymen, requiring several weeks of physical therapy! I also have a “clitoris” thanks to Doc Hal and his sharp little scapel! Since then I’ve been masturbating in bed, in the shower, while watching the tele. I would even tickle it when I wasn’t masturbating—just because it felt good! Daddy would say “Good God girl, must you have your hand down your jeans all the time?” I’d tell him “Daddy, I’ve got a lot of years to make up and I’m working on it!” Then we’d both bust out laughing. Actually these 15 weeks using the vaginal dilators like a shuttlecock (no pun intended) had brought me to a new understanding of the enjoyment of sexuality. Before, a rather sheltered young girl who never even masturbated–Now my vagina’s best friend: we even have long talks together, my vagina & I.
My Daddy & I had spent seven hourss a week for 15 long weeks sliding a dilator in and out of my vagina to stretch a problem hymen that was unusually tough. Yes, it was worth the effort. We stretched the opening in it to almost an inch and a half (even tho it will shrink down some) The doctor explained to my Dad and me (we have no secrets–the two of us) that with the hymen stretched, it would be large enough for an erect penis to pass thtough withought breaking the cherry as they say. I would enjoy intercourse much more as I would be able to my lover’s penis as it squeezed thru the tight “ring” of my hymen, and this sort of “electric” feeling of his penis constantly pushing thru my hymen would be extreemly erotic. While he could have easily have cut my hymen–as most doctors would have done, I would not have received that very pleasurable stimulation during intercourse. My Dad and Doc Hal Wanted this for me. Thanks guys!
The good Doctor also excised–which means he took his scapel and cut away the fleshy sheath that covered my clitoris. So now my clitoris stands between the lips of my vagina. You have only to part my labia to discover my little pink soldier of happiness standing at attention (If I have been properly stimulated, that is) Doc hal said this was necessary to provide mye with the maximem stimulation during intercourse, as when the penis passes back and forth in the vaginal passage, it will rub the clitoris, bringing intense feelings. And of course we must not forget it has brought new happiness to masturbation! Mucho happiness! Yes sir! My big “O”. If it were fattening, I’d be in a shitload of trouble! (Excuse my French, Daddy would smack my butt!) You know my Daddy is very strict about the use of “Dirty words”. That’s what it is like living with a scientist! It’s never fuck, clit, cunt or cock. It’s intercourse, clitoris, vagina and of course (my personal favorite) penis! Actually it grows on you after 13 years.
Anyhow, one morning after breakfast, I was talking to Daddy about the sexual fantasies that I use when I masturbate—I have favorites you know. “One special favorite is having intercourse with three boys on one bed while they are blind-folded.” Daddy laughed, said “I should loose the blind-folds Honey” When I told him that “masturbating is making me so horney that I could climb a tree using just my teeth and my tits”, he laughed that wonderful laugh of his and gave me a big hug. He said to me, “Sweetheart of mine, your 14th birthday is in a couple of weeks, and you are going to have a very ‘unusual’ birthday present, one that may very well solve all those frustrating sexual problems that you are experiencing!” I begged him for a hint, but he is so stubborn you would not believe! Pouting, I went to my room and masturbated. Twice.
July 9th. At long last, a very important day for me! My 14th birthday AND the day I get my F–king birthday present! It’s hot, even for British Columbia–but a wonderful day to be alive! When I got up this morning, I walked naked out to the kitchen. There was a note on the kitchen counter: “Darling, Happy Birthday. 14 years–all grown up!. I’ll be back about twelvish. Love Daddy.” Ate a quick breakfast, then went back and enjoyed a cool shower, slipped into my favorite underwear (Calvin & Hobbes) white shorts & a T shirt. I hardly ever wear a bra, with my small breasts I simply don’t need one! A little after noon, Dad calls from the lab. Out of the blue, He said “Now that I’m 14, it’s time we had another Father-Daughter talk session about sex, so could I come down to the Lab?” I made a face into the phone, said “Yeah, give me ten minutes Daddy, Love ya.” and hung up. Now any other time I would jump at the chance to talk SEX with Daddy. It’s really a keen subject, it get’s my juices flowing, and it’s fun to see if I can make my Daddy squirm by coming up with naughty questions, such as “How many girls have you fucked in one night?” But not now! Today I want my damn birthday present! But it wasn’t long before I was jogging down to the Lab.
Being Sunday, Doctor Hal wasn’t there. I yelled for Dad, he called that he was in the Medical Office. I went down the hall, the door was open, and I walked in. It was dark–well, almost dark. Being Sunday, the AC was not on and it was really warm in here, almost 80. “I’m in here” my Dad calls, so I walked into an exam room that was lit by a dozen or so candles.–very romantic in an odd way. Actually they gave off a quite a bit of light. Laughing, I gave Daddy a big hug and a kiss, asked him why all he mystery? “This, Darling, is all part of your sex education lesson for today, and I might add a part of your birthday present!” “Cool”, I said in a guarded manner. This was not what I wanted for my birthday Daddy dear. I looked around. A very loud “FUCKING A” slipped out before I could stop it! There was a body laying on the exam table, covered with a white sheet!
I jumped behind Daddy and squeeked “Whats’s going on Daddy?” He looked at me sternly and said “You are scared, aren’t you?” Realizing he was laughing at me, I held up my chin, stuck out my chest and gave him a resounding “NO I’m not!” Daddy looked me in the eyes. “Darling, we have talked about sex till you could pass any test I could throw at you, but ‘talk’ Honey, can get you only so far. What you need is ‘hands-on’ sex education. And that’s what we’re going to have today!” “Shit” I thought “that’s all I need, a fucking corpse that I am NOT going to touch Thank You!” I reluctantly walked over to the exam table. The room seemed to be getting warmer–maybe the candles were doing that! Dad started to remove the sheet. I looked at the ceiling–I didn’t want to see this. “Ta-Da” Daddy said with a flourish as he whipped off the sheet. Instinctively I looked down at the “corpse”. “GOD DAMN!” This was my day for surprises! There on the exam table, in all his naked glory, lay my cousin Scott. His eyes were closed, and he wasn’t moving—but he was smiling!
I had not seen Scott–at least not naked, for at least 3 years. I’m not even sure how old he is. Two years older than me, or is it three–that would make him 16 or 17 years old, and God he is a STUD! He lay there not moving all beautiful muscle–(he had a penis) He had undoubtly been coached for his part in “Sex Education for Kiley”. He opened one eye, winked at me. Daddy pulled me over to where I was right in front of Scott’s hips–well his penis!
“Sweetheart, this is your day to roam. He is yours! Your’s to exam, touch, push, pull, taste, Hell, if you want, you can even masturbate him to orgasm!—His penis, his whole body is yours, He belongs to you today, to do with whatever you might wish!” and with that, he plopped down in a leather chair and grinned at me. I grinned right back–No, I loved him right back–I ran to him, threw my arms around him and whispered “Thank you Daddy Mine” Then I ran back to my birthday present, all nude and ready for me. Somehow I suspected Daddy was going to enjoy watching his little girl play with her first penis!
I wasted no time, went right for the penis. I may be only 14 years old, but I know what I want in life. And it’s right there in front of me! Lord, I’ve had way too many fantasies to be shy. I reached right out and took hold of Scott’s penis with my hand. It had a solid heavy feel. It seemed big to me, but then I’ve really had nothing to compare it with, as I’ve never seen a “live” penis before. Oh I knew it wasn’t as large as my Dad’s penis, but that didn’t count. Anyway’s, Scott was only 16 years old. His penis had a soft, almost silky feel to it. I wanted to stroke it, touch it all over. He was cut, that was easily enough seen. But the head of his penis was what got your attention, it was large. I smiled, as I thought to myself that it reminded me of a snowplow like they use on the roads here in the winter. I grinned, but back to business.
His shaft was just enough that I could hold with both fists–quite a hand-full! I wondered about his scrotum–somehthing that had always been a mystery to me, I explored that sack that lay between his legs. So I sort of picked it up and hefted it in the palm of my hand. God, what a handful. I could easily feel his testcles inside–to me they felt huge. I wondered how he kept from crushing them between his legs. They were strange and new to me–not even in my fantasies! You know, I often do goofy things–I’m just that way sometimes. And on impulse I leaned down and sucked one testicle into my mouth. It was like an adventure, yet so very different to me. I rolled my tongue around it, fondeled it, was gentle with it, and didn’t want to give it back!. But there were bigger and better things ahead! He had black pubic hair–lots of it. Apparently he had cut it(perhaps just for me?)recently to about a half inch.
I inhaled he odor of his “Maleness”–it was a good, clean smell, one that I could easily enjoy living with. I ran my lips down the length of his shaft, as I held it in my hands. Somehow the sensation that I felt was—–Wicked! I stood up, and just played with his penis. I felt it–Oh how I felt it! I weighed it in my hands, I flopped it back and forth, I examined the little opening in the head, and I tried to see how far I could stretch it. Finally, I looked over at Daddy, and I “gave him one of those looks”. He grinned at me and said “Do it Honey!” I turned back to that naked boy laying there and grasped his penis with both hands, bringing it up to my mouth. Hesitantly I touched it with the tip of my tongue. It didn’t taste bad. I needed a better taste! Licking my lips, I opened wide and took the head of his penis into my mouth. Now that I had him there, I didn’t know what to do with him. He felt huge. So I took him out with a wet “plop”. Yes, we had determined that the head of Scott’s penis was large, particularly when it was in my mouth!
At this point, Daddy would probably say “4th down and goal to go.” He always say that. But he was right on the button. So I took Scott’s penis, and giving the head of it a good lick (for luck) I put it back into my mouth. This time I was prepared, I tasted it. Different, but I liked it, Sort of “My Man” flavor. I ran my tongue around it–all around it and even gave it a little suck. I wondered it it would hurt if I sucked on it. But I had read so much about girls sucking a guys penis, that I forgot about hurting him and gently sucked his penis. Now at this point things started to happen. His penis started to move–jerk. It seemed that the more I sucked the more his penis moved on it’s own. Obviously Scott was getting an erection–Hurray for our side. It didn’t take a hot 60 seconds for him to achieve a magnificent erection, that I’m sure that even my Daddy would have been proud of! Almost in a dare, I pulled off my T-shirt, and pulling his shaft to my small breast, I held it there—It felt fucking wonderful! His penis was hot, much warmer than my breasts. It felt awfully exciting really, to rub his penis over my hard nipples. You know I had this image of a guy’s erect penis–had it for years, and it always stuck right out from his body! That’s just the way it was! But not with Scotty. His penis was sort of curved, up and around towards his chin. Not a big curve, just a gentle curve you know. But I loved it dearly. I kissed the shaft, held it to my cheek, kissed it again, Loved it dearly again. I was in heaven! I looked over at Daddy–I was so very happy. I tore myself away from Scott and that boy’s marvelous erection and ran over to my Daddy. Bare breasted, I threw myself into his arms, and held held him just as tightly as I possibly could, and in an unusual move for us I kissed him–right on the lips–long, and sweetly–I wasn’t crying, I just had tears in my eyes I whispered things to my daddy, secret things, and ended with my dearest fondest messages of Thanks for my Birthday Present in his ear. As I lay in his arms he stroked my body, my tummy, my breasts. Finally he told me that “The best is yet to come, my Sweet.” and gave me a push back towards my naked Scotty. I took his penis in my hands (I could have used 3 fists now) and sucked the head into my mouth. WOW. It was a mouthful–it puffed out my cheeks. I was dreadfully afraid my teeth would hurt him. About all I could do was gently suck, whick I did with a flair! Somehow It just came to me to stroke his shaft with my hands. I thought it amazing that his soft penis had transformed into this hard muscular shaft, twice as thick and half again as long.It was like a muscle, long , hard and strong.I squeezed it, pumped up and down on it with my small hands. Miracles were not over yet. I could feel his hot penis pulse–throb, as tho a muscle were flexing. I could not take my eyes off of it as I slowly pumped on his shaft. Then his hips started flexing, lifting up against my hands. I became excited, I guess, and sucked harder on his penis. While I was wondering what the hell was happening, streams of warm liquid squirted out of his penis in jets. With his penis lodged firmly in my mouth, it just shot right down my throat. I gulped. Then another, and another. I gulped again, having no choice. Probably six or seven times I swallowed before I even had a chance to think about it, then I jerked my head off his penis, but even so, the last three or four squirts went into my mouth and on my face. It’s hard to describe the taste–warm, like describing the taste of something you’ve always loved but have never before tasted–if you understand what I’m trying to say. , Licking my lips, I looked over at Daddy, grinned ear to ear and gave him a thumbs-up.
Daddy came over, put his hands on my bare shoulders and said “You’re sweating Honey, It’s a good thing it’s nice and warm in here, because, Sweetheart of mine, it now YOUR turn to be naked on the exam table, and Scott gets to examine you! Well, you know I have always done what my Daddy asked me, so with a goofy look on my face, I stepped out of my shorts and underwear. I stood there bare ass naked in front of him, thinking about what Scott was going to do to me. Oh, I knew exactly what he was going to do to me–he was going to fuck me with his long curved penis! A penis so large, that I almost choked having the head of it in my mouth! I remember my Daddy telling me that during first intercourse, if you use enough lubricant, the erect penis will slip right into the tighest vagina. Well, Let me tell you, When Daddy said that, he hadn’t seen Scott’s penis, or my little cunt. Yeah, I knew exactly how this was going to end–what he was going to do to me! And even tho My Daddy was holding me, with his arms around my naked body, and the room was real warm and cozy, and candle lit and romantic, and Scott was God awful Beautiful, and he did have a penis I would die for, Well, You know, I was so damn scared, that my whole body was just shaking!
To be continued
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