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The sexual arousal of two friends maximises Max’s options and brings an affair to a head.

It was Friday and it was a sweltering hot day, I hadn’t been able to concentrate on my work so I’d decided to take the rest of the day off. This wasn’t hard to do because I work at home most of the time, with just a few occasional visits to the company for meetings. There was another reason for my inability to concentrate, but that would be rectified on Monday.

My daughter Jenny and Anne, her friend of many years standing had retreated indoors some time ago in order to try on the new swimsuits which Anne’s mother; Susan, had given them on the preceding Tuesday as presents for their Eighteenth birthdays.

They were born on the same day and met on their first day of school. I met Susan that day and after a week I had realised that her house was very close to mine so I offered to do the school-run for her daughter as well. I’d been doing the run ever since and the girls were now more like sisters than merely good friends.

Diverting any incoming call through to the house phone, I locked the large cabin at the bottom of the garden, which serves as my office and headed for the house to have a shower and some lunch. On the way to the bathroom, I passed my daughter’s bedroom and was comforted by the sound of giggles emanating from it. Considering that the new college term commenced on the coming Monday, that was a good sign.

Jenny and Anne were similar in every way except for appearance. Both were intelligent, polite girls and they both had single parents. The difference between them was that whilst Jenny was a slim, lithe, red headed dynamo, Anne was half a head taller, with straw-blonde hair, a very shapely body, and long legs.

I admit that I lusted after her, but I was never going to do anything about it.

Returning from the shower, I called out that I was about to make lunch, which was greeted with a scuffling noise, accompanied by Jenny calling out that they would be down in a moment.

We spent the afternoon lazing about on the patio. They may have been relaxed, but I certainly wasn’t. They had both changed into shorts and Bikini tops, and I was having a hard time, literally.

Anne went home and Jenny and I had dinner, after which I went down the garden to the office to check that I had everything I would need for a meeting with a client in the morning. I looked into the living room on my return, and then stood to watch my daughter because although she was facing the TV, her eyes were closed and she was panting with her legs wide apart as she rubbed against her sex.

I spent a couple of minutes watching her pleasuring herself then I quietly withdrew, returned to the house door, and made sure I made noises as I walked back to the living room.

Jenny had had to manage growing up without her mother, who died when she was twelve I had done all that I was able to do, but as girls grow up, there are things which I know they would have a difficult time discussing with a male.

I had been incredibly fortunate that Jenny had Anne as a very close friend because her mother had taken Jenny under her wing when anything of female matters arose. I had dreaded the time approaching when I would need to consider buying her underclothes and sanitary items, but straight after my wife’s death Susan had taken that problem off my shoulders.

As a thank you, I had invited Susan and Anne to our house each Saturday for a meal after which we spent the rest of the evenings either playing cards or watching a video.

Susan had several small part time jobs, which helped to swell the allowance her ex-husband paid her. She had a small car, but I couldn’t see the sense in her using it for school runs and travelling to work. Which was why I had offered to take Anne on the school run.

When I entered the living room, Jenny was pretending to be interested in the TV programme. I went to sit beside her and told her that I needed to have a serious talk with her.

“Jenny, I came to the door of this room a short while ago and I think you know what it was that I saw you doing. I’m not shocked, upset, or angry. What I am is concerned that you were doing it in an absent-minded way in less than private surroundings. I could have had a visitor with me, which would have embarrassed you terribly.

You’ve never shown any indication that you were experiencing feelings of arousal, until today. After you and Anne had spent a lengthy period of time in your bedroom, you both decided to wear Bikini tops and lounge in front of me to see how I would react. What really happened in your room?”

Jenny’s face was flushed red, which, with her hair colouring, was quite a sight.

“Anne came and said that she had something to tell me and something to show me, but I had to promise to never tell anyone. I did promise.”

“That won’t work Jenny; I won’t repeat whatever you tell me unless I think it’s something Susan should know, in which case I’ll tell you that I’m going Bursa Escort to do it.”

She knew she would eventually have to tell and opted for immediately.

“Anne said that she’d gone to bed early and left her mom reading. She woke up, went to go to the bathroom, and heard her mom moaning. She opened her mom’s bedroom door and saw her masturbating. She was stroking her clitoris and pushing a finger into her vagina. She was panting and moaning which covered the sound of her bedroom door being opened and closed again.”

“When Anne got back in bed she couldn’t stop thinking about what she’d just seen and while she thought about it she started to rub her sex. She said that she began to get hot and wet down there and that it felt so good that she didn’t want to stop.”

“She told me that she wanted to do it again and wanted to show me what she’d been doing and show me how to do it. I had no problem with that, I love seeing her and her mom when they’re undressed, it gives me a funny feeling in my sex.

“Anne stripped and lay back on the bed with her legs open so that I could see her slit, then she used her fingers to press and rub herself and to pull her labia open. I could see the pink flesh inside her and then I started feeling funny in my vagina and I wanted to feel hers, so I did.”

“She grabbed my hand to press it against her sex then asked me rub her. I did and I felt her breasts, her nipples were hard and mine hardened when she asked me to pull them. Dad, I’ve never been very interested in any of the boys I know, but I never expected to feel sexually attracted to Anne, or her mom, but now I realize that’s exactly what I was experiencing.”

“I really didn’t want to stop feeling her body, I didn’t try to stop her when she pulled my skirt and knickers off to show me what it felt like to be stroked and rubbed, she did to me what I’d just done to her and I wanted her to keep doing it.”

“She asked me to do it to her again and I was really excited by that. I stroked and rubbed her clitoris until she began to pant and moan a little and then she raised her bottom off the bed and whispered that she wished it was you doing it to her; just like her mom had been saying.”

“I told her that I didn’t think she’d have much of a problem getting that to happen if she really meant it because I’d seen the way you look at her sometimes. I think you feel the same way as I do about her. I think I must be a lesbian.”

That was a lot to digest and whilst I did so I hugged her and finally sorted out what I felt and how best to respond

“Jenny, I suppose that this is the first time you’ve been involved in anything of a sexual nature, at least I hope it is, so you you’ve a long way to go before you can decide about your sexual orientation. You may well turn to jelly whenever you think about him, or you may find you can enjoy both options.”

“I hope you have a safe and wonderful time finding out which road you prefer, but in the meantime I think mutual masturbation is as good as anything to begin with.”

“What was that comment that Anne made about Susan?”

“Anne thinks that she heard her mom using your name as she er…masturbated…and that doesn’t surprise us we’re not blind and we have seen how she looks at you. You never go out and meet women, but I bet you get frustrated and you could have an easy time getting Susan into your bed.”

“You’re a little young and inexperienced to be making such assumptions and repeating them. I know you’ve had sex education lessons, but there is a lot you still have to learn.”

“I know that dad, I learned a lot earlier today and I want to learn more. There was never any mention of masturbation, or the feelings that go with it, in any of the lessons I ever had.

“Speaking about having a lot to learn, and being safe whilst learning, I think I could never be safer than I am with you. I want to find out if I’m a Lesbian or just lacking experience of the alternative, and I could do that with you.”

“Jenny, you’re my daughter, learning about sex with me is out of the question so don’t even think along those lines.”

“Why? Who’s going to know about it? You wouldn’t tell anyone, and I certainly wouldn’t, not even Anne. I mean it dad; I want to find out safely and I can do that with you. I’ve never seen a stiff penis let alone touch one. Please be truthful and tell me if you were aroused when you caught me masturbating, even though I’m your daughter?”

“Why are you in such a rush? You’ve only just found out what pleasure you can have all on your own, or with another female. Be satisfied with that for a while.”

“I can’t, I’ve got a lot to learn and I want to start now. Dad, I asked you a question, but I already know the answer, I said earlier that I’m not blind, I could see the bulge in your shorts, and if Anne had seen it she’d have been all over you.”

“I know you’ll think I’m terrible dad, but I’m really aroused now. I want to see my first erect penis and my dad is sitting next to me Bursa Escort Bayan with one that has nothing to do.”

As she said this, she reached across and pressed her hand on my erection, which had swollen even more during our conversation as I realized that I was being seduced by my daughter, and that I had no intention of preventing it happening.

I held her hand and pressed down for a moment then I moved her hand away and said:

“If you intend to go ahead and seduce your dad, then we’ll do it in the comfort of my bedroom.”

We locked all the doors and windows, because hot or not, I thought the next hour or so could become quite noisy and even though we were very well isolated from nearby houses, I didn’t want any sounds getting out.

She kept her hands off me until we were in my bedroom, then she turned into a very demanding trainee mistress. Jenny made me stand until she had removed all my clothes, I must say that she had to struggle to stay composed as my boxers came down, but she knew that the fun was about to begin so she controlled herself sufficiently to back off and strip

I was instructed to stay still as she knelt and inspected my rigid cock before tentatively taking hold of it and learning how to treat my pride and joy. When I showed her how best to massage it, she didn’t take long to work out that she could manage more than just kiss the head. Thirty minutes after we entered my bedroom the first three inches of it entered her hot mouth.

After ten minutes of this treat, I had to stop her because I knew she was unaware of the outcome if she kept going. I was allowed to fondle her breasts and tease her nipples, but she was very close to a climax so I suggested a short break.

We both freshened up and when that was completed, I pulled her onto the bed. Before she could react, Jenny was on her back with her legs in the air and wide apart, I dropped to my knees and caressed her labia and clitoral hood, which caused her to stiffen and then slowly relax and become soft and responsive.

I eased her labia apart and applied my mouth to her soft, sweet, sex. She reacted to this in a purely instinctive way by thrusting her vulva up to allow me easier access. Her moan was music to my ears as my tongue entered her body and reached her clitoris.

She reached for my head and applied pressure to pull me harder against her, now soaking, sex. Reaching up to grasp her wrists and forcing them down onto the bed, I held her fast as I achieved the result I wanted. She climaxed.

Noisily and convulsively, she hit the proverbial roof, and her thighs came together to trap me in the one place I had no intention leaving until my strength gave out.

Eventually she relaxed and her legs parted to allow me to move. I withdrew my mouth from her sex and reminded her that I had said she had a lot to learn, and then she learned something else. There was more than one way to turn her into jelly.

I pushed her buttocks up and applied my mouth to her anus, and as my tongue rimmed her anal orifice, it opened until I could insert it into her. She didn’t complain during any of this action so I carried on for a while, but also applied a thumb against her clitoris, which, from her gasping, she obviously enjoyed.

It was time for Jenny to find out what else could give her immense pleasure.

Inching gently and slowly against her open outer labial lips I slid my erection along the mouth of her tight love tube, caressing her breasts and nipples as I did so until she began to lift her buttocks off the bed. I reminded her that she had said no intercourse because she wanted to be safe, but because I had been vasectomised I was the safest teacher she could have.

After I had spent so many years caring for my daughter and bringing her safely to the age of consent. I know she thought that she was seducing me but she hadn’t taken account of the lust which her provocative and scantily clad body had engendered. It felt wonderful bringing her to full womanhood as her hymen gave way.

Resting for a few moments, I brought a hand down so that I could rub her clitoris and watch her expression turn to one of ecstasy as I eased my cock out of her tunnel, before once again pushing it into her and repeating this action, the time interval becoming shorter after each withdrawal.

I kept the pressure and motion of my thumb against her clitoris until I was fucking my daughter at such a pace that I had to place my hands on the bed to keep my balance and support until she climaxed again. This time she really did scream loudly as she wrapped her legs around my backside to prevent me from pulling out of her soaking sex.

When I was finally able to extract myself from between her thighs to lie alongside her, she rubbed a hand between her legs and inspected the blood and other bodily fluids that now coated her fingers. Then she thanked me for taking her virginity because she could now be free to have sex with Anne without worrying about any bloody mess Escort Bursa if things went too far.

We showered and ate a light supper before the next lesson began. I had asked her not to put and clothes on after the shower because I wished to enjoy the sight of her body for as long as possible. What I hadn’t said was that her lessons weren’t over.

Jenny hadn’t known that there was to be another lesson until it started, so she was unprepared for what followed.

I had her on the sofa, kneeling with thighs apart, her arms on the backrest. I had brought some lubricant down from my bedroom, which I now liberally applied to her sex and anus. Before she could protest I slid two fingers of my right hand into her vagina and as she got used to that I gently slid the first inch of my left-hand index finger into her anus.

Once I had my finger firmly embedded in her anus, I removed my fingers from her vagina and replaced them with my newly restored erection. I fucked my lovely daughter from behind as I prepared her anal channel for some of the same treatment in the near future. She had obviously loved the sensations she was having and to increase her pleasure factor, she reached between her legs and rubbed her clitoris. Since I’d had a vasectomy, I no longer produced a large ejaculation. Not only did I lack sperm, but also some of my semen production had been reduced, but what I could produce, I did.

I kept pumping because once I get an erection; it stays erect for a long time. It kept her very happy for another fifteen minutes until she squealed and folded up on the sofa.

I left her there and had a shower. When I returned she was using a hand mirror to inspect her vagina and anus, she was still amazed that what I had between my legs could get all the way inside what she had between her legs. I sat beside her and she kissed me as she told me what a fantastic father she had and what wonderful times we could now have together.

I told her that some things wouldn’t change, we would sleep in our own beds and she would behave as she always had done whenever other people were around. We had to make certain that our behaviour did not arouse anyone’s suspicions.

I must admit to feeling very happy at the day’s events. I had started the day as a very grumpy and sexually frustrated man, and the sight of two very desirable girls lounging around in front of me had not helped matters, even if one of them was my daughter.

I was now not only responsible for turning my daughter into a woman, but I also seemed to be in the running for providing the same service for her best friend. As this would appear to be something she would readily experience, I was looking forward to the near future.

Note to self: Buy more sex lubricant, and a slim vibrator.

I reminded Jenny that under no circumstances was she to tell or show Anne what had happened. She would find out soon enough. Then we went to bed to sleep, in our own beds.

I spent Saturday morning with my client and then drove to town to purchase some provisions for the evening meal with Susan and Anne. I also bought some other items, which could be needed some time soon.

The Saturday evening actually went just as they always had, so Jenny hadn’t said anything she shouldn’t have. Sunday was not so normal. The girls were busy in their respective homes getting all their stuff together for the beginning of their final college term.

After lunch, Jenny announced that she’d made all the preparations she needed to make, and now she wanted to experience a little more of what she’d had yesterday. She was. Nothing frantic or athletic took place. We merely enjoyed slow straightforward carnal pleasure.

It felt a little strange at first as we cuddled and fondled each other. I ran my hands over her covered breasts for a short while until my blood began to steam because this had revealed that she had removed her ‘bra while making the ‘preparations’ she’d spoken of.

Easing her loose top up I was treated to the sight of her jutting breasts tipped with hard, erect, nipples. After I had lifted her top over her head I was allowed free access to those lovely peaks for a short while until her desires took over and her hands rapidly undid my belt and pushed my trousers down to give her access to my erection.

The feeling of lust that surged through me at that moment was incredible and when she dropped to her knees and sucked my cock into her hot mouth I was lost. Lost, but not disabled, I removed myself from her mouth and made her stand up.

Quickly removing my clothes I scooped her up and headed for my bedroom. Once there, I placed her on the bed, removed her skirt and knickers then got down onto my knees with my head between her thighs and licked my way into her vagina. Jenny wanted to take a more active role in this activity and told me as much by grasping my ears and pulling.

Climbing onto the bed, I lay on my back and got her to straddle me in the ’69’ position, then I directed her to wrap her hands around my erection and lower her mouth to lick the end of it.

I parted her thighs a little more to enable my mouth to reach her sex and as my tongue slid into her vagina again she removed her hands and lowered her face to suck my cock, a little at a time, into that hot mouth.

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