As usual, I went home and masturbated like crazy. I think I was even hornier today after being totally naked in a boy’s room and feeling him breathing on my pussy. I was barely able to keep from doing something I would have regretted with Bobby. It’s amazing how my life has changed in a couple of weeks.
Before that first time getting naked in front of Jim, I was a lonely virgin that no one gave a second look at. Now, I have two beautiful girls I get to lick and suck, a man whose cock I get to suck and play with, a boy that I give blow jobs to each week, and I’m getting close to being able to even suck off my own dad. Because of my little tits, I’ve felt like I was still a little girl and now I’m starting to feel sexy and like more of a young woman.
If I just had some tits to go with it, I’d be dangerous as fuck.
Chapter 5
That night I was still feeling pretty horny. I changed into some pajamas after dinner and settled down to watch TV with my dad and mom. After a while, mom got up and went into the den to do some stuff on her computer. She was probably working. She’s always working. She’s a realtor and I think she is constantly searching listings to find potential houses for her clients.
Sometimes we don’t see her at all at night. I didn’t try anything with my dad and I didn’t try to show myself to him or talk about sex or blow jobs or anything. When it was finally time to go to bed, I went over to him and gave him a kiss on the lips and then asked, “Dad, will you come to my room later and give me a goodnight kiss?” “Aren’t we doing that now, Beth,” he responded? “Well, kind of.
But I want to give you a really good goodnight kiss where we’re sure mom won’t see. Please, Dad,” I pleaded. “We’ll see, honey. If your mother stays holed up in the den, I can probably come in for a bit. If I can, I will, sweetie.” “Okay, Dad. I love you.” With that I left the living room and went to my bedroom.
I stripped out of my pjs to get naked for my dad. I was hoping he’d come in later.
I got into bed and pulled the covers to just over my pointy nipples and put my arms under the covers. Then I practiced pulling my arms out of the covers a couple of times to figure out the right way to flip the covers down over my tits so that they’ll be total exposed to dad. He’s seen the one tit I showed him the other day, but he hasn’t seen both totally bare. I got it all set and then had to stay just like that and wait for him to come in.
I just had to hope I didn’t actually fall asleep waiting for him.
Probably about a half an hour later, as I was starting to finally nod off, my bedroom door opened and dad walked in and closed the door behind him. “You still awake, Pumpkin?” I loved that he always found nicknames of endearment to call me. He may not be the most handsome guy in the world, but he was certainly a very loving dad. Sleepily I groaned, “Yeah, Dad. You got here just in time before I fell asleep.
I need a real goodnight kiss, Dad.” He came over to the side of the bed and bent down. As he did, I pulled my arms out from under the covers and put my arms around his neck. In doing that, by little titties were laid bare for him to see. I gave him a long closed-mouth kiss. I wanted to French him, but thought that might be pushing him too far right now.
When I let him go and he straightened up, he looked at my bare tits. “Gees, I forgot you said you’ve been sleeping naked lately.
You need to cover up. I shouldn’t be looking at your bare tits.” “It’s okay, Dad. I told you I don’t mind you seeing me naked. I really don’t. You’re the first guy to see me naked, well, almost naked, so it’s kind of making me tingle down there, if you know what I mean. Before you go, Dad, could you kiss my tits? I’d rather you actually sucked on them but there isn’t much there.
Can you just give each nipple a kiss goodnight, Dad? Please?” “I really shouldn’t, Beth, but they do look really kissable.” With that, my dad bent back down and gave each nipple a little suck and a kiss. It sent a jolt right down to my pussy. “Oh, Daddy, thank you. Thank you. I can’t believe how good that feels. I wish you would do it a lot. Any time you want to suck them or kiss them, they’re yours. Anytime, Dad.” “Get some sleep, honey.
I’ll see you tomorrow.”
As soon as he was out of the room, my hand was on my dripping wet pussy and rubbing my clit. I kept reliving my dad’s mouth on my tits. I’m sure I’ll be sucking his cock soon. I just know it. With that thought, I exploded in orgasm and for the first time ever, I squirted! I didn’t know I could do that. At first, I thought I’d peed and thought ‘Oh, shit, I’ll need to change my sheets.’ But I laid there for a bit and I couldn’t smell anything.
That’s when it dawned on me; I must have squirted. I’d seen that in porn a couple of times during my blow job research, but thought the videos were doctored. I wish I knew exactly what I did differently to cause that because it felt really good when I squirted so I want to be able to do that again.
I can’t wait to see if I can push dad a little further this Sunday.
Chapter 6
Just like last Sunday, once I heard mom’s car leave for her to go to church, I got up out of bed and slipped on the Lakers tank top. I’m going to make sure he gets a good look at my pussy today, I thought to myself. I want to see if he gets a hardon in his pants and maybe I’ll be able to tell if it is a really big one like Mel thinks it is.
I went to the kitchen and dad was, once again, sitting at the table reading the paper and drinking his coffee. I did pretty much of a repeat of last week doing my best to give him glimpses of my tits and ass. I still didn’t look at him as I did those things so I can’t be certain how much he saw or if he was able to resist looking. I was dying to know if he was looking at me, though.
After having breakfast, dad went into the living room and turned on the TV to find a ball game.
He sat on the couch directly in front of the set. I came in and sat on the love seat that is at a right angle to the couch. Of course, I let my shirt ride up to show as much leg as possible and pretended to get interested in the game. After a while I changed my position. I left my left foot (the one closest to him) on the floor and raised my other foot to rest on the sofa cushion with my knee bent in the air. This completely opened up my legs to give dad a clear view of my pussy.
My movement didn’t go unnoticed. “Beth, honey, I told you that you can wear that shirt around me if you want, but you can’t just expose yourself to me like that. Please close your legs or put your leg down. I shouldn’t be seeing you like that.
“What’s the matter, Dad,” I asked, “don’t you like my pussy? Look how pink it is.” With that I reached down and pulled open my labia to show my dad my vagina.
“Can you see my hymen,” I asked as I spread my vagina open as much as I could? “See, Dad, I’m still a virgin.” Next to push a little further, I tugged up on my clit hood to reveal my little pearl. “And here is my clit, Dad. It’s just begging for you to touch it or lick it. I’ve told you, Dad. You can touch me anywhere you want. You can use your hands, your lips, your tongue, your …” “Beth, please don’t do this to me. Believe me, if I could be with you, I would.