HELPING A FRIEND

By Apollon

A girl, decides to help a friend and satisfy some of her own curiosity as she enters puberty. bg

Jenifer and Mary Anne walked slowly home after school. Their conversation was around the new class they had just started in sixth grade. It was for girls only and had required their parents to sign a permission slip. Jenifer was surprised that Mary Anne’s parents had agreed since it was mostly about boys and sex. Her parents were older, having had Mary Anne late in life and were conservative and into religion. She was sheltered, naïve and a late bloomer. Jennifer felt a little bad for her friend and was willing to talk to her about most anything.

“I don’t get it,” Mary Anne said at one point after the giggling had stopped. “The drawing they showed us, of the man’s thing,” she lamented,” was sticking out. All of the pictures I have seen, and statures and stuff, it was just little, kind of wrinkled and small.”

“Boys’ things just get that way sometimes, stiff and standing out sometimes, but just small most of the time,” the more worldly Jennifer explained. “You remember from last year what they told us about boys starting to grow?”

“Yeah, but they didn’t explain it too well; it was mostly about girls and growing boobs and periods and such,” Mary Anne complained. “They didn’t tell us much about boys.”

“I’ve seen it when it happens to my brother,” Jennifer admitted.

“You’re so lucky, I mean, having a brother and all, to learn about stuff. I don’t have a brother or even a cousin my age. I’ve never even seen a naked boy,” Mary Anne complained.

“Hmm,” was all Jennifer offered, thinking about something, as the subject changed.

A couple of days later, after school, Jennifer approached her younger brother, Jerry. He was propped up on his bed reading comic book. The boy was a little smaller than her now, and just in the fifth grade. She had grown a lot in the last year and was easily a head taller than her brother. Her mother must have known what was happening when she made them quit taking baths together. Jennifer’s boobs had started to grow and Jerry’s “thing” kept getting stiff. Even though they didn’t bathe together they still saw each other naked, or nearly so, once in a while.

It was kind of a thrill when Jerry tried to see her naked; his little stick got stiff and stuck out. They were not particularly modest with each other and were alone for a couple of hours after school. They lay around in their underwear while watching tv or were careless with towels after a shower. They were aware that changes were taking place and both were still curious about the other but wouldn’t admit it.

“Umm, I’ve got something I need your help with,” she said as the boy looked up from his comic book. He gave her a questioning look. “Umm, you know my friend, Mary Anne?” He nodded, picturing the small, skinny girl that followed his sister around. “Well, you know we’ve started that health class in school?” Jerry nodded. He was aware the girls were given a separate class that was all about sex and stuff. The fifth-grade boys were starting a class as well, all about puberty and what was going to happen to their bodies. Jerry and his friend Dwight had already discovered themselves, and that thing between their legs, and were exploring each other’s parts when they got the chance.

“Mary Anne doesn’t get parts of it,” his sister continued, “she’s a little backward.” She paused a little as if thinking what to say next. “She doesn’t have any brothers like I do, and hasn’t ever seen a naked boy and, I was wondering…would you show her, I mean what it looks like down there?” There she had blurted it out. Her brother looked at her, wide eyed, not believing what he had heard.

“What?” was his immediate reaction, looking surprised.

“You know, let her see you naked sometime, just so she’ll know more about boys?” she continued.

“No way,” the boy responded, quickly, putting the magazine down. He couldn’t believe what his sister was asking.

“Come on, I see you naked all the time,” Jennifer continued, “I even see it when it gets stiff sometimes,” she added.

It was obvious she had looked even when he wasn’t aware. He didn’t care if she peeked at him sometimes like he did at her. “No way,” the boy repeated, “You’re my sister, so it doesn’t matter.”

“But she doesn’t have any brothers, and besides, you owe me. I didn’t tell on you when I saw what you and Dwight were doing that time.” Jennifer had come home early once and seen Jerry and Dwight lying across Jerry’s bed. They were naked from the waist down, with their pants at their ankles and each had the other’s little penis in his hand. They scrambled when they saw her but not before she got a good look at Jerry and his friend.

“No way,” the boy said again, “I’d be too embarrassed, I mean, I know you’ve seen me, and I’ve seen you, too. But you’re my sister…it’s different.” There was a little silence between them.

“Come on, you owe me. I didn’t tell on you when I saw what you and Dwight were doing that day. So, what if, like on a Saturday morning, after mom and dad have gone, you pretend to be asleep and we come in after a sleep-over?”

The boy was quiet for a minute. She was right, of course; she hadn’t told on him that day. He didn’t know how long she had been there, watching, but he knew she had a good look at both he and Dwight with their pants at their ankles. Jerry suspected she was enjoying what she saw. He was a little excited at the prospect of getting naked in front of her again, but he wouldn’t let his sister know that. “I’ll think about it,” he said, after a few minutes.

A couple of days passed and nothing more was said. “You know what you asked me that one time?” the boy said finally, when they were watching tv one night. “I’ll do it on one condition…” he said quietly. “Umm that you let Dwight see you the same way, I mean, he doesn’t have any sister either, and hasn’t seen a naked girl before.” Jerry hadn’t proposed the situation to his friend but he knew Dwight would go along with it. It was Jerry who really wanted to get a good look at his sister and the new bumps she was growing on her chest.

Jennifer grinned; she had won. With Mary Ann as an excuse, she was going to get a closer look at her little brother. It had been over a year since their mom had make them quit taking baths together. She knew he had grown and she wanted a good look and maybe even touch him like she used to.

Mary Ann was a little hesitant when her friend explained the prospects but pleaded with her mom to let her sleep over the next Friday night. Her dad intervened and the stuffy lady finally consented. Both girls were excited the next Saturday morning, when they heard Jennifer’s parents leave. Jennifer had explained that her brother might be awake but that he would pretend to sleep while they uncovered him.

Jerry was awake as well. He pulled a pillow over the top of his head and wondered if he could keep pretending to sleep. Mary Ann was cute but not very sociable. She dressed funny and kept to herself. Like many of the girls in his class, she was still boyish and flat-chested. A few girls in his class were showing signs of puberty and most of the girls in sixth grade, like his sister, were growing boobs, and he really wanted to see more of them than just little glances. He didn’t know why his sister was friends with her; she was kind of a dweeb. In just a few minutes he heard his door slowly open and his pulse quickened,

Jennifer stepped in quietly, with Mary Ann right behind her. Both girls crept slowly to the bed. Jerry was lying on his back with only a sheet over him. Jennifer slowly pulled the cotton covering to her brother’s ankles leaving him lying there in just his tight, white briefs. She eyed the little bump in his shorts and curled her fingers under the elastic tugging the garment down. She felt as much as heard her friend who was close behind her, looking over her shoulder, as the boy’s little noodle was uncovered from the pale band around his middle.

Jerry had raised his hips up a little to let his sister slide his undershorts down, so she knew he was awake. He was limp and his little penis was lying slightly to one side. Even in the dim, morning light Jennifer could see the little beans in his sack. It was hanging a little lower than she remembered. Very slowly she reached over and touched her brother’s little noodle and moved it toward the center. It immediately started to inflate.

The second Jerry felt his sister’s fingers on his boy parts, he started to get stiff. He was surprised that he wasn’t hard already. He had been hard when he went to bed and played with himself for a few minutes. It wasn’t really getting naked for Mary Ann that excited him. It was his sister. He remembered the feel of her hand on him before their mom had made them quit bathing together. The only other hand he had felt on his boy parts beside his own, was Dwight when they had played around after school. It had been a long time since he and his sister had touched each other.

“This happens when a boy gets horny,” Jennifer whispered to her friend as Jerry’s little stick rose to the occasion and stood straight up, finally reaching its full three-and-a-half inches. “And these are his balls where sperm comes from when he’s old enough. Go ahead, feel him,” Jennifer whispered, impressed that her little brother had grown.

Jerry felt slim, shaky fingers curl under his ball sack and drift slowly around his little shaft. The little collar of skin that surrounded the knob on the end was gone now as his unit stretched. He felt more fingers on him and knew his sister was feeling him as well. Then one set of fingers began to move up and down on his shaft.

“Boys like this,” Jennifer whispered. “They do it with themselves and sometimes with each other.” Jennifer recalled interrupting her brother and his friend. She moved her fingers up and down on his shaft. “See how hard it gets? Now you try it.”

Jerry was a little disappointed when another set of fingers tried to jack him off. He recognized that his sister was better at doing it. He lay still, letting the girls feel him and play with him for several minutes while his sister whispered instructions to the girl, explaining his boy parts. What he really wanted to do was grab his sister and roll around naked on the bed like they used to do. After a few more minutes, they pulled the sheet up and crept quietly out of his room, he gripped himself and finished what they had started.

He kept at it, pumping his little weenie for several minutes. The feeling came over him more often now; it felt like something came out but nothing did. Even his friend, Dwight, had started to feel it, especially when they did it to each other. Even though they locked the door to his room after school, he was pretty sure his sister knew what they did. He really wanted a closer look at her and decided his condition was brilliant.

The girls crawled back in bed after their little examination of Jennifer’s brother. “I’m still confused,” Mary Ann said, after a few minutes. “The boy gets that way, all stiff when he and a girl want to make a baby? Where does it go in?” The girl had let her nightgown ride up and was rubbing herself over her panties.

“Don’t you know anything?” Jennifer cajoled her friend. “It goes right down here, that’s what this is for.” She slipped her fingers under the elastic of her friend’s panties. She let her finger trace over the hairless bump and into the moist crevice between her friend’s legs. Mary Ann gasped as her friend found the little hole at the bottom and slid her finger into it. She had explored it just a few weeks ago even after her mom had said it was “nasty”, but was too afraid to plunge as deeply as her friend’s finger.

It started to feel good. Mary Ann felt herself start to relax thinking about what her friend had said and the lessons about the sperm and the egg. “Really?” she whispered, “Boys put their thing in there when they want to have a baby?” Mary Ann pushed her panties down a little more to give her friend more room.

Jennifer had never done anything like this with another girl before, but she felt compelled to share her meager knowledge with her friend. She felt Mary Ann wince as her middle finger pressed through the tightness but then the girl relaxed as Jennifer probed deeper. “Boys or grown-ups do stuff like this all the time, even when they don’t want a baby, just because it feels good.”

“How do you know it feels good?” Mary Ann asked her friend, “Have you done it with a boy? I bet you’ve done it with your brother, huh? You’re so lucky. I wish I was like you and knew what it felt like.” Jennifer felt herself nodding. She didn’t know why she lied. She hadn’t ever done it with a boy before, especially her brother. But she wanted to seem more worldly to her innocent friend.

“I’ll bet Doris does stuff with her boyfriend,” Mary Ann mused, as Jennifer pressed her finger in a little deeper. “He’s in Jr. High and she brags about stuff all the time. I didn’t know what she meant that she let him ‘do it’, but now I do. She’s had tits since last year…boys like girls with tits, huh?” Mary Ann let her hand rest on Jennifer’s thigh just below the leg of her panties and slowly rubbed the mound over the cotton gusset. Jennifer reached over with her other hand and started rubbing the little bump at the top of her friend’s crevice. “Umm, umm,” the slim girl uttered, “This feels so good,”. Jennifer kept rubbing and probing, then Jennifer felt the girl shudder and gasp. Jennifer pulled her hand away as her friend sagged limply on the bed. “Wow, that was…I mean I’ve never felt that before,” Mary Ann said, her eyes sparkling in the dim light.

“Congratulations,” Jennifer said, “You just had your first orgasm.”

“So that’s what an orgasm is? I’ve read about it but I didn’t know what it meant. I do now and I know why people want to do that…it felt fantastic. Do boys feel that too?” the girl prattled on.

Jennifer nodded, “Sometimes they feel it more than girls do…even doing it for themselves.” Jennifer flashed on her little brother and his friend Dwight with their pants down that time.

“That’s why boys are always trying to get girls naked?’ Mary Ann said pensively. Jennifer nodded again, thinking about her brother always peeking. “They want to put their things in them and get that feeling,”

“I’ve got a confession to make,” Mary Ann said as they lay there naked. “My mom wasn’t going to let me take the class,” the girl said quietly. “I signed her name and just turned the slip in. She doesn’t know about it and I didn’t want the other girls laughing at me. Mom said I’d learn all about it when I got married, but I didn’t want to be so ignorant, and I don’t want to wait.”

Jennifer immediately felt sorry for her friend and vowed to herself to teach her about boys and stuff. “That was fun, this morning,” Mary Anne prattled on, “I’ve never seen a boy like that, I mean, I’ve never seen a real boy before, I mean like that, all stiff and everything.” Jennifer had to admit to herself it had been quite a while since she had seen her brother like that…and she liked it. “Do you think he would do it with me?”

“So when can I have Dwight over?” Jerry asked after school one day, smiling slightly.

“You’re really going to make me do this, huh,” Jennifer said.

“Oh, yeah, that was the deal. Mary Ann got to see me, now Dwight gets to see you. We’ll do it the same way,” Jerry added. He was more anxious to get a closer look at his naked sister than he was showing her off to his friend.

“I’ve already seen him naked,” the girl said, as a matter of fact.

“Only when you interrupted us,” Jerry said. “How long did you watch anyway.”

“Long enough,” she said, recalling the little spikes that protruded from her brother and his friend.

“Any way, he was embarrassed then and he probably will be now, so we have to do it the same way,” Jerry reasoned, picturing his naked sister lying on her back. He felt himself begin to swell at the prospect.

Jenifer reluctantly agreed and they began to plot the timing,

“I made a deal with my sister and you’re going to like it. Can you come over after school tomorrow so I can tell you about it?’ Jerry whispered to his friend, as they headed for their classroom. “Nobody will be home…we can have some fun and I’ll tell you about it.” The two gave each other a little smile and a knowing look.

“We won’t be interrupted like that last time?” Dwight asked.

“Huh uh. Mom is taking my sister to the dentist and no one will be home until after 5:30,” Jerry responded,

“Okay. I’ll bring that magazine I told you about,” Dwight added. They traded high fives and trudged on to class.

The next afternoon Jerry unlocked the door and they pulled off their shoes and went to his room. “Are you sur no one’s home?” Dwight asked,

“No one until at least 5:30,” Jerry answered, “But I’ll lock the door anyway,” he added and pushed the door shut, pressing the lock button. Dwight immediately rummaged toward the bottom of his back pack.

“Here it is,” Dwight said, and produced a well-worn magazine. “It’s a nudist magazine from Europe but it shows everything. They act like it’s really normal and none of the boys get a hard-on or anything.” They sat on the edge of Jerry’s bed and leafed through the gnarled pages. “What were you going to tell me?” Dwight asked, “that’s such a big deal,” he said, as he continued to leaf through the magazine and press as the little bulge in his jeans.

“Well, you know that Mary Ann girl that my sister is friends with, that’s always following her around?” Jerry said.

Dwight nodded. “You mean that weird girl that wears glasses and has freckles and dresses funny?”

Jerry nodded. “Yeah, well, her mom is old and really religious. She won’t let her go anywhere or do anything. Jennifer must feel sorry for her or something, anyway, she got her mom to let he sleep over last Friday night. My folks were gone Saturday morning and they’re both in that class for girls, you know, about sex and stuff? Anyway, she hadn’t ever seen a naked boy before, so they came into my room, I pretended to be asleep and they pulled the sheet and my underwear down and looked.”

“What? You let them see you naked?” Dwight remarked.

“My sister and I see each other naked all the time but it’s been a while since we bathed together. I think she wanted a closer look. I even let them play with it and get it hard,” Jerry added.

“You mean like you are now?” Dwight looked over at Jerry’s little spike. While Jerry was jabbering on the boys had continued to look at the magazine and pushed their pants to their ankles. It had been a couple of weeks since they had played with each other and both were anxious.

“Yeah, and they even felt my balls and my sister was telling Mary Ann about all the boy parts and Jennifer knew all about it. And there’s more,” Jerry added. “I made a deal with my sister, that if I’d let her do all that, she would do the same thing…with you.”

Dwight’s eyes went wide and he looked away from the magazine. “You mean…she’d let me see her naked, I mean, like you did. Umm she’s older even, in sixth grade already, and she’d let me, I mean she’s even got tits already,” Dwight bubbled on. He leaned back slightly and tweaked his stiffy, that was standing straight up. “Oh, man. That’s cool, I mean, I’ve seen a naked girl before, but it was Rudy’s little sister and she was really young, I mean, only seven or eight at the time and didn’t have much to show.”

Jerry nodded, smiling at his friend’s reaction. He leaned back and played with himself then reached for his friend.

“So when can we do it?” Dwight wondered, quickly.

“How about this Friday?” Jerry said. “My dad plays golf with his buddies on Saturday morning and my mom has started working during the holidays and leaves on Saturday morning. We’ll have the house to ourselves for at least four hours.

The next afternoon the kids came home to an empty house. A note was left on the table saying that their mom was called in to work and wouldn’t be home until after six. Their dad would be home around five thirty. Both siblings changed out of school clothes and plopped on the couch in front of the tv. It was warm and both had opted for silky shorts and tee shirts. Jerry couldn’t hide the little bump in the front of his when his sister sat next to him any more than she could hide the bumps under her tee shirt.

“I arranged it with Dwight,” the boy said, after a few minutes. “It’s on for this Friday,” he added. “It’s only fair; I did what you wanted.” The girl nodded. They sat quietly for a few minutes. Jennifer noticed the little bulge in her brother’s shorts. He was horny already.

“Did you ever wonder what it felt like?” she asked after a few minutes. “You know, to really do it?”

The boy looked over at his sister. “Of course,” he admitted, “all boys think about it.” He didn’t add that they often practiced “doing it” with each other. It was quiet again. He was hard and having trouble holding it down in his silky shorts.

“Umm, would you want to try it, I mean, with me?” she asked quietly. He looked at her with a shocked look on his face. “Umm, I think Mary Anne wants to try it with you and I wouldn’t want her to be first.”

“You mean you want to try it…with me?” the boy asked, wide-eyed. She nodded. “Oh, yeah…I really want to…I’ve even dreamed about doing it.” There was a little pause. “So how do we start?” he asked after a few moments.

“Let’s go in your room…and I guess we’ll have to take all our clothes off. We’ve got at least two hours before anyone’s home,” she added. They trooped into Jerry’s room and he closed and locked the door. Jennifer was a little reluctant as she pulled her top off exposing her small bra. There was no way she was going to let Mary Ann lose her virginity first. The girl didn’t even get it.

In a few minutes both of the kids were naked. Jerry’s little spike was already standing out proudly as he looked at his naked sister. She eyed him and his as well. “Get on the bed on your back,” she said. “I want to be on top the first time.” Jerry didn’t know if she meant for her first time or that they might do it more than one. He did as she asked and lay back. His little spike was standing straight up.

Jennifer eyed it for a few seconds, then caused the boy to gasp as she reached out and took hold of it. She climbed on the bed, still holding on to him, and situated herself between his legs. “I’ve heard girls talk about this and wanted to try it,” she said, and bent over taking the boys little tool in her mouth.

The boy gasped and gasped again when his sister pulled her lips off of his little unit, moved up his body, settling on his turgid little penis. It was wet, warm and slippery and she had trouble getting it in. But after a few efforts she managed to find the right hole and settle on him. It was tight and the girl complained that it hurt when she first settled on it. After waiting a few minutes, she began to move and Jerry arched his pelvis into his sister feeling a sensation like no other on his small dick.

She smiled at his wide-eyed innocence as she rode his little spike. She pictured her immature friend doing this and was satisfied that she had done it first. She continued to move until she felt he little brother spasm and shake and his little weenie wilt inside her. She was happy nothing had come out of his balls but found herself wishing he had been bigger. She climbed off and they dressed without a word.

Dwight was so excited Friday night that he hardly slept. He felt his little dick lurch every time he looked at Jennifer and she just smiled at the little bulge in his jeans. It wasn’t unusual for Dwight and Jerry to shower together before going to bed, and push their underpants to their ankles as soon as it was quiet in the house. This Friday was no exception. Dwight had no way of knowing how excited Jerry was to get another good look at his sister. They both were hard and sticking out and played with each other’s little sticks almost non-stop, until they drifted off to sleep. Jerry slipped out of bed as he heard his dad’s truck leave for the golf course; his mom left a few minutes later. “Are you awake?” he asked his friend quietly.

“Oh, yeah,” was the answer, and the boy pushed the light covers off. Jerry could see his slim friend in the dim, early morning light. They had both pulled their underpants back up after administering to each other the previous night, but he could see the little tent in Dwight’s shorts that matched his.

Jennifer was awake. She had heard her parents leave as well. Not only was she ready to show herself to the boys as she had agreed, but she was plotting to herself how to get them naked and maybe do it again. She lay on her back and pulled a pillow over her eyes and in only a few minutes heard her door open stealthily.

Jerry motioned to his friend to one side of the twin bed and he took the other, as they slipped into the room. Gently, Jerry pulled the sheet down. Jennifer’s cotton night gown, which was little more than a tee shirt was draped over her pale thighs. Jerry slowly lifted the cotton garment exposing his sister’s pink, silk panties. He slowly slid his fingers under the elastic at the sides and pulled the silky garment down and off, anxious to see the new growth that had been eluding him. His sister raised her hips making his efforts easier. He heard Dwight gasp quietly as the girl’s nearly hairless mound was exposed in the dim light.

They both looked at the nearly bare mound, the little slit and the puffy lips on either side. Jerry leaned over and pushed the girl’s night gown up, baring her little cone-shaped tits. They were standing up like perfect little teepees with puffy nipples on the end. Jerry looked at his friend that was wide-eyed at the sight in front of him. She had let him look for a few minutes, but there was something he hadn’t tried. Jerry bent over sucking one nipple between his lips. He heard his sister groan quietly then raised his head and motioned for Dwight to do the same. As he bent over again, he let his hand slide between his sister’s legs. Dwight’s hand was already there.

Jennifer felt a tingle as both boys’ lips touched her budding breasts. She had no idea they would do this, but she liked it. Then small fingers probed between her legs joined by others that she knew were her brother’s. They were feeling her, all over, like she and her friend had done to her brother. Their palms rubbed over the mound where a few little stands of hair had appeared. Then she felt one of the digits probe her wetness. She recognized her brother’s finger and the tingle spread to her whole body.

She tried to lay still but it was difficult. Her body wanted to flex when she felt an errant digit enter her body, first one then the other. The boys were taking turns probing her sex and rubbing her “down there”. Jerry couldn’t resist. He pushed his shorts down, baring his stiff tool and climbed up on the bed between his sister’s legs. When she felt him begin to probe, she reached for his friend and found the little tent in his undershorts. She pushed her hand under the elastic and found the boy’s little tool. It was about the same size as her brother’s and she tugged on it the same as she had done to her brother many times before.

Jerry pulled out of his sister and motioned for his friend to do as he had done. Dwight wasted no time pushing his shorts to the floor and climbing between the girl’s legs. She reached down, let the pillow slip off of her eyes and took the younger boy in her fingers. Guiding him in, the boy groaned in unexpected pleasure as wetness and warmth covered his little tool. He felt much like her brother. She had seen him that one time and knew he was about the same size. He only thrust a few times before she pushed him off, getting another good look at his pre-teen weenie.

The boys grabbed their shorts and retreated to Jerry’s room and quickly reached for each other’s still hard little tools. “We did it…we fucked your sister,” Dwight bubbled, quietly, “but we can still have some fun,” he added. The boys climbed back on the bed and continued what they had done the night before.

The Thanksgiving break was upon them. Their mom was helping a friend in a small shop. It was “black Friday” and she was already gone. Jennifer padded into the kitchen in her bare feet. Her dad was sitting at the table reading the paper and drinking a cup of coffee. She had not done so in a long while but she moved over and hugged the man wrinkling his paper. She pressed her chest against him so he’d feel her budding tits. He looked at her and hugged her back. As he did so, one hand went under the hem of her nightgown, that was much shorter now that she’d grown.

She leaned against him, making sure he saw or at least felt her burgeoning boobs. She liked the way he and other men looked at her now that she was growing boobs. A hand snaked under the hem of her tee-shirt-like gown and touched her panties over her nicely rounded butt. “Umm, my little girl is growing up.” He left his hand rest on her firm cheek and left it where it was. He rubbed slightly. Jennifer nodded and stepped back, noticing a bulge growing in her father’s lounge pants. She had stimulated a grown man. She had heard them, late at night, in their bedroom. She knew now what they were doing, and found herself wondering what it would be like with a grown man.

The next morning, she heard her mother leave. It was getting light already but something was different. She peeked out of the window and saw what tit was; it was raining. They lived in an arid climate and rain was unusual. It was Saturday but she knew her dad’s usual golf game would be off today. Jerry was sleeping over at Dwight’s. She smiled to herself knowing how they would celebrate the extra time off. She crept out of bed and reached for her panties. She had doffed them and played with herself thinking about what the boys were doing, and the feel she got from her dad. She hesitated a moment and tossed the thin panties back on the bed leaving them off.

Padding barefooted into the kitchen, Jennifer felt a coolness between her legs under the short gown she was wearing. Her dad was in his usual spot, with a chair pushed back and reading the paper with a cup of coffee. “No golf today,” he said, returning the hug he got from his daughter. He couldn’t believe the thoughts he was having about his own daughter and her friends. Jennifer and her brother had never been very modest but it seemed lately that Jennifer was going to greater lengths to show him her budding tits.

After copping a feel of her butt yesterday, he swelled again, and relieved himself in the small bathroom next to his bedroom. He was used to getting it on with his wife at least four or five times a week and it had been several weeks now that she had started working. As it he had done the previous morning, he let his hand drift under the hem of the girl’s night gown. He had felt the warm, bare flesh at the back of her thigh and let his hand move up to where her panties were. Only this time his hand touched round, firm, bare flesh. “Umm, Jenifer, you forgot something,” leaving his hand on her bare flesh.

“Maybe I forgot them on purpose,” she said, smiling and straddling his knees. She perched directly on his swelling penis and he knew she could feel it. She didn’t seem concerned that her gown had ridden up and she rubbed herself directly on his hardened member. He pushed the paper over to the table and looked down at his daughter’s bare middle.

She saw where his eyes were directed and slid back on his thighs. With no ceremony or hesitation, she reached into her dad’s lounge pants, circled her fingers around his stiff dick, and pulled it out. She rose up, aimed it at her portal and settled, spreading her lips with the thickness.

“Umm, Jennifer, we can’t…I mean we shouldn’t…this isn’t…” Just then he felt himself slip inside her wetness. Almost half of him was imbedded and he felt an instant surge. The girl settled even more and groaned her approval at the sensation. She had taken every opportunity to let him see her budding tits and to show off her blossoming figure in the last few weeks. He had jacked off a few times not wanting to admit any of it but sneaking peeks when he could. She moved only slightly before his loins exploded and he fired a salvo of pent-up come into his pubescent daughter.

She felt him spasm and the warmth spread inside her. He had come; she had made a grown man come; and a sense of pride washed over her. She was a real woman now. She reached for a napkin to catch the generous issue from her crack and wiped herself clean. His pole had receded into his lounge pants. She took him by the hand. “Come on; let’s go to my room.” Mesmerized by his daughter’s arrogance, the man followed.

She quicky doffed the tee shirt and climbed on the bed, lying back and spreading her legs. He dad was looking at his naked daughter. “Come on,” she said, “Let’s do it some more.” He couldn’t resist the invitation of a naked girl, lying there with her legs spread. It had been too long and he had gone off too quick. He pushed his lounge pants off and climbed on the bed between the girl’s legs. She looked at his stiff weenie and even reached for it, guiding it toward her gash.

She rubbed the tip in her pink crevice then poised it at her portal. He felt himself start to go in then instinct took over and he pushed clear in, burying most of his shaft in the pre-teen girl. He felt her wince and heard her gasp. “Oh, big…” she uttered. He didn’t know what she compared it to, but couldn’t stop now. He began the classis motion, in and out, in and out. It didn’t matter anymore, that this was his pre-teen daughter.

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