Twenty-Five Pairs by T.S. Severe
Chapter Four Harden, Utah 2010
"Jen?" My dad was knocking on my bedroom door and my mom must have given him the big news.
"Yeah, um...Just a second." I said, pulling my bathrobe closed and tying it loosely. I was pretty naked, still wet from my bath in fact.
"Hi." He smiled when I opened the door.
"Hi daddy!" I smiled back. "I was, um..."
"Getting ready for your big date?" Dad asked and I swallowed hard. "Your mom told me."
"Yeah." I nodded, kind of standing there and daddy came into my bedroom, sitting down on my bed.
"You're growing up so fast, Princess." He sighed. "Come here, sit down for a minute."
"Okay." I felt nervous, but I didn't know why. Probably I was half expecting my dad to tell me I couldn't go out with Josh, that I was too young, despite what mom said.
He was patting the bed and I sat close, putting my hands in my lap and not really looking at him.
"I remember when you were just running around in diapers." Dad chuckled. "Now look at you, getting ready for your first date."
"It's okay, right?" I looked up at him, biting my bottom lip.
"Yeah." He told me, sounding like he was just then making up his mind. "It's okay, so long as you like the boy."
"He's really nice, daddy." I said. "His name's Josh and he's a senior."
"Really? Hmph." Dad nodded seriously. "That's pretty old, what is he seventeen?"
"Uh, eighteen."
"Okay, well that's...Even older." Dad laughed lightly. "He must really like you a lot."
"Yeah." I giggled. "I don't know why, but...Yeah, he does. I think."
"He does." Daddy wrinkled his nose at me. "A lot of boys are going to like you as you grow older, Jen. Josh is just the first one and you have to remember that you still have a lot of growing left to do, okay?"
"I know." I agreed quickly.
"Your body is changing and your emotions too." Dad said. "How you see things and feel about them, all of that has to change with it."
"Is this like the birds and the bees thing, daddy?" I asked with a laugh. "Cause, um, mom already gave me that talk about a year ago."
"I know she did, Princess." Dad smiled. "This is more like...I dunno." He laughed. "Yeah, okay, the birds and the bees...Again."
I laughed at him.
"No, I mean seriously now." Dad told me. "Your mother and I were never really sure how you'd feel about other boys and girls."
"What do you mean?" I narrowed my eyes a little.
"I mean, we didn't know if you'd find yourself attracted more to boys or to girls." Dad said slowly and he was choosing his words carefully, not wanting to talk to me like I was a little kid, but not wanting to sound like a doctor either. He wanted to be my dad right then.
"You mean because I'm sort of both, right?" I asked and he nodded. "I like boys dad, I mean I didn't used to, but now..."
I cleared my throat and blushed a little as I sorta ran out of words.
"Now you like boys." Dad smiled. "That's fine, that's perfect because that's kind of what your mother and I planned."
"You guys planned it?"
"Yeah, in a manner of speaking. We wanted to make you attractive to boys and so..."
"So you did?" I blinked at that. "You mean...Maybe Josh only likes me because of what you and mom did to me?"
"No." Dad shook his head quickly because he could tell I didn't like that idea. "Not at all, Princess. Josh likes you because of who you are. What I mean is that boys in general will be drawn to you, let's say, but that doesn't mean they'll like you just because of that."
"Why are they drawn to me?"
"Uh, well, different reasons." Dad shrugged. "The first thing, I mean, look at you. You're a beautiful young woman."
"Okay." I smiled shyly because I didn't really think I was beautiful yet.
"So of course boys like pretty girls, right?" Dad asked and I nodded. "And there's other things, the way you smell, for instance...It's, well...It's nice for boys."
"I smell nice?" I giggled. "I just took a bath. I smell like soap."
"Oh, not right now maybe." Dad admitted. "But when you get excited, when a boy makes you feel good, your body makes a chemical, like a secret scent that only boys can smell."
"Really?" I thought about that. "Can you smell me, daddy?"
"Uh, well..." He chuckled softly. "Last week, do you remember when I came upstairs and tucked you in?"
"You mean the night you stayed so long?" I laughed. "I thought you were gonna sleep with me."
"Yeah, that night." Daddy agreed. "You were excited when I came into the room, weren't you? I mean before I opened the door, you...Were already excited."
"Uh..." I swallowed hard.
"You had an erection I bet, right? Was your penis hard, Jen?" Dad asked me and that was a little embarrassing.
"Yeah." I said, because I'd actually been humping away happily on my teddy bear when daddy had knocked that night.
"Were you masturbating?" Daddy asked.
"I don't know, um...Maybe." I blinked and my face was getting hot. "I was...Rubbing it, sorta."
"I know." He smiled. "That's okay, it's normal. And when you were doing that, your body was making those chemicals, see? Those pheromones were filling the air and when I came in, they interacted with my own body chemistry."
"Because you're a man." I nodded.
"Right." Dad agreed. "So I felt an attraction for you, physically and emotionally. Part of me wanted to have sex with you."
"You did?" I looked at him for a heartbeat and then looked down quickly.
"Yes I did, and that's why it was so difficult for me to leave your room once I sat down next to you." He shrugged. "There was a little voice in my head that was telling me to stay and to touch you, and even kiss you."
"But you're my dad!"
I giggled nervously and the truth was I wouldn't have minded being touched maybe. Or kissed. And I could feel my penis getting hard and those butterflies starting to wake up in my tummy. I blinked quickly, wondering if I was making that smell right then and maybe I shouldn't, if I was. So I tried not to think about my own dad kissing me, even if he was the most handsome man in the world. That wasn't right and especially, you know, touching me and I was naked, so...
"I'm also a man and your body doesn't care if we're related or not." Dad laughed. "Neither does mine, but that's why we have big brains, right?"
"Uh-huh." I nodded, taking a deep breath and pressing down against my stiffening penis through my robe, hoping my daddy wouldn't notice.
"So, what I'm saying is that depending on how much you like this, uh...Josh?" He asked and I nodded. "This Josh boy, well, he might find himself unable to remember that you're just thirteen and not experienced enough for what a boy his age might expect."
"Um...You mean he might want...Sex?" I asked slowly.
"Exactly." Dad nodded and licked his lips, staring into my eyes. "Josh might want to kiss you, or touch you in places where...Well, a boy shouldn't touch a girl on a first date, you know?"
"You mean my boobs, daddy?" I bit my bottom lip and my tummy was trembling and my penis was throbbing because my dad was rubbing my back slowly, up and down along my spine.
"Yeah, Princess. Josh might want to touch your breasts." Dad nodded, taking a deep breath.
"But I only have little ones." I said softly and I wondered if my dad wasn't making some chemicals of his own, because I really felt like showing him my small titties right then.
"I know, but I'm sure they're very pretty, Jen." My dad said. "You're very...Sexy."
"I am? Do..." I swallowed hard, "...Do you want to see them, daddy?"
"I, uh..." Daddy sighed. "...I should let you finished getting ready, I think."
"Oh." I cleared my throat. "Um..."
"You're excited, aren't you?" Dad asked me and he already knew I was because he was too, for no reason at all except I was making him that way.
"Yeah." I nodded.
"Me too." He admitted. "Whew...I'd better go."
"Do you have to?" I asked him. "My penis, it, um...I don't know how to do it."
"Do what, Princess?" Daddy looked at me.
"Masturbate it." I said. "When I rub it, I don't ever...You know."
"You don't cum?" Dad asked and I shook my head.
"Yeah, I suppose..." Dad sucked his lips thoughtfully. "...I guess I could, uh, show you. If you want me to."
"Would you, daddy? Would you show me how a boy does it?" I asked.
"Yeah." Dad nodded. "Let me see it and we'll..."
"Here..." I didn't even untie my bathrobe, I just pulled it open and my penis was right there, standing stiff and almost straight up, all seven inches of it, dripping wet at the tip.
"Okay, well..." Dad looked at it for a few seconds and then he was reaching for his zipper, unzipping his trousers and I stared as he freed his own swollen penis.
"It's big." I said softly and daddy nodded.
"You make it big, Jen." He said. "Let's lie down a little, like this..."
He was guiding me back onto my bed, so we lay side by side and our erections looked like twins, since his was just a fraction bigger than mine maybe, not much at all. I'd never seen another penis before, not hard like that, not a man's, and I felt my stomach tight and my heart was beating fast.
"Can I touch it?" I whispered.
"Yeah." Daddy agreed. "Like this, do what I do."
I gasped as I felt my dad's left hand reach for my cock and he took it in his big gentle fist, giving me a little squeeze. I did the same for him, using my right hand and I touched his penis tentatively, amazed at the warmth of it, the weight of my daddy's cock in my small hand. I squeezed him like he'd done for me and when daddy started sliding his hand up and down the shaft of my penis; I was doing the same thing for him.
"This is how you do it?" I asked and it was getting harder to breath.
"Oh yeah, like that, Jenny." Daddy agreed. "Rub your thumb around the head."
I shivered as daddy did exactly that for me, making me arch my back as the sensitive head of my cock felt his thumb working around and then over it, getting moist with my precum and spreading it across my smooth flesh. I felt daddy stiffen slightly when he felt my smallish thumb tickling him and then he relaxed nodding and smiling, moving his hand faster.
"Would...You..." I swallowed hard and I had my face turned towards his, my father's eyes just inches from mine. His lips so close.
"What?" He asked softly and I could feel his breath on my skin. "What do you want, Jen?"
"Kiss me?" I asked and my heart was thumping hard and I was so afraid that he'd say no.
"Yeah, baby." Daddy sighed, giving my cock a soft squeeze and then his lips were touching mine and I moaned, forgetting all about everything else.
I just turned my whole body to his, putting my arms around my daddy and he was turning so he could hold me too. His tongue filled my mouth, even though I had no idea how to kiss, daddy was teaching me everything. Our cocks were loose now, forgotten, and they pressed against each other, rubbing and sliding back and forth as I felt daddy's hand inside my loose robe, on my bare butt. He was pulling me hard against him and I rocked my hips, thrusting my aching erection against his body. I groaned into his mouth, squeezing my anus tightly around his finger as I was suddenly aware that he was inside me there, fingering me so sweetly I hadn't even felt his penetration.
My balls tightened, as if they were trying to rise into my tummy and I was cumming, my cock spasming almost painfully as I ejaculated against my own father's aroused manhood. I clawed at his clothing, desperate and feverish in my excitement to feel him against me, his skin against mine, naked with me as my robe lay open now, all of my body exposed to my daddy's eager attentions. He was fingering my virgin ass deeply, wriggling the tip of his finger and finding some part of me I never knew existed. I could feel that magical touch prolonging my orgasm until I had to pull my mouth away with a soft cry of delirious pleasure.
I barely knew what we were doing or where we were, there was just me and my daddy, making love. He was moving us and I was letting him, I was begging for it wordlessly, wanting whatever he was going to give me. I was filled with feelings familiar but oh, so very different from anything I'd experienced before. Love and happiness and desire. I felt them all mixed up and confused, and I wanted to cry and laugh all at once. Daddy was putting me on my back, spreading my legs around him and I knew he was bringing his hardness to my butt, to my small tight hole and he was going to make love to me. Daddy was going to take my virginity and I was looking up at him, into his eyes and nodding, telling him it was okay, that I wanted him to be my first. I wasn't frightened at all, not with my daddy holding me safe.
When his cockhead pressed against my small sphincter he kissed me, lightly at first and then harder as he began to push. I had my arms around his neck and I arched my back, giving the man a muffled sob of pain as I felt myself being stretched around him, his swollen cock forcing its way into my body. I thought he was too big and it was a sharp, insistent pain that brought my ass off the bed, as if I could find some relief, some escape from that unexpected fire. There wasn't any to be had and my dad's tongue filled my mouth as he gripped my shoulders tightly in his big hands, holding me against his cock as he stabbed into me over and over. Daddy drove his cock deeper with each thrust until he stopped, until there was no more room and no more cock to give me. His aching manhood was buried finally to the root and his heavy balls pressed against my upturned ass.
"Daddy..." I whimpered and he was kissing my eyes, kissing my tears, and I felt hot all over, as if I were sick and dying but the pain was gone, replaced by a deep throbbing sensation in the bottom of my belly.
"Shhh...I know, Princess." He sighed and his eyes were sad at the pain he'd caused me and I knew my dad would have taken every bit of it himself if he could have.
I loved him so much then, seeing his love for me all over his handsome face. I was crying again and it didn't hurt at all, not anymore. I pulled him to me, kissing him again, wanting to do it right and love him back. I moved my legs slowly, feeling my muscles tight and sore, but I wrapped my legs around him anyway, locking my ankles at the small of my daddy's back, holding him there, wanting to keep him inside me forever.
"Oh, baby. I'm sorry it hurts." Daddy whispered, licking his lips and I smiled at him, shaking my head slowly.
"It only hurt a little." I lied, and then I told him the truth. "I like it."
"I'm going to move now, just a little." Daddy whispered and I felt him, sliding his cock in and out of me so slowly I almost giggled.
"You can go faster." I said softly. "It's okay."
"Are you sure?" He asked and I nodded, blinking at the discomfort, but it wasn't like before. It really was better.
"I'm fucking you, Princess." Daddy sighed, sliding just a few inches in and out of me, kissing my face and smiling.
"Yeah...Fuck me, daddy!" I giggled and that was such a bad word, but daddy didn't mind.
"Do you like that? Is it okay?" He asked.
"Yeah...It's just...Hot." I had my fingers in his short black hair, caressing him, moving my legs a little, back and forth as I followed the motion of his hips.
"You're hot, so hot inside." Daddy kissed me again. "You're the most beautiful girl in the world, Jen."
"More beautiful than...Oh!...mommy?" I breathed, because it was hard talking like that, staying calm and not crying out.
"You've got your mommy in you." Daddy smiled and he was giving me a little more and I was relaxing finally, opening and taking his cock easier.
"Yeah...Fuck me harder, daddy." I sighed, closing my eyes tightly and lifting my butt as much as I could to meet him. "Like you fuck mommy...Ohhh...Daddy..."
I was close to cumming again and my cock hadn't gone soft at all after the first one, it was hard and trapped between us and being rubbed back and forth. Daddy was making me cum with his big cock inside me, fucking me nice now, with longer strokes in and out of my tight ass, making my body feel like the girl I was in my head. A girl in my heart and soul. I was making love and my daddy was the one doing it. The man I loved more than anyone else in the whole world was making me a woman and I wasn't ever going to forget it. He was in me now, in my heart forever.
"I'm gonna cum...Oh, Jesus, Jennnnn..." Daddy put his mouth on mine and I squeezed him as tight as I could, with my arms and legs and with my whole body as I felt his cock jerking inside me.
Daddy filled me with his sperm, flooding my rectum with a soft warmth that spread through me like the best feeling in the world. It was in my head, that knowledge that he was giving me part of himself, that I was taking him inside my body. We were inseparable and combined for that moment, joined forever it seemed and I was sharing something with him that was special. I was loving him the way my mommy did and I wished she was there to see it, to be a part of it with us.
"I wish mommy was here." I whispered and daddy smiled at me, his mouth open and his face flushed with the pleasure of his orgasm.
"She is here." He said softly and I blinked at him and then followed his eyes as daddy turned his head.
"Oh!" I gasped and then giggled nervously and my heart skipped a beat, with just a small doubt to send a shiver up my spine.
"Are you okay, Jen?" Mom asked and she was walking to the bed and I had no idea how long she'd been standing in the open doorway.
"I...I think so, mommy." I told her and she was smiling and her eyes were bright and shining, and I knew she was happy.
"Such a brave little girl." Mommy knelt by the bed and stroked my damp hair, my warm cheeks with her thumb.
"She's not a little girl anymore." Daddy said and he looked at my mom and they kissed deeply, right there in front of me while I lay still impaled upon my father's hard cock.
"I love you so much." Mommy sighed after their kiss and my dad just smiled, with that dreamy look he gets sometimes when my mom is touching him. He loves her too.
"And you!" mommy gave me a little grin and leaned down to kiss me, surprising me as her tongue pushed inside my mouth, just like my daddy had done it.
My eyes went wide with surprise, I think, because daddy chuckled. His cock was still inside me so he gave it a small push, making love to me again while my mom's soft delicate tongue seemed to flutter across my own. We were kissing, the way boys and girls do, and I didn't mind it at all. Mommy's tongue was so light, so soft and teasing, and after a little bit she pulled it back into her mouth, sighing softly as I chased it.
I was licking across my mom's teeth, tickling the roof her mouth while daddy fucked me harder. I was so wet now with his precum and sperm, so relaxed and open for him, it didn't hurt. I was just sore and maybe a little bruised or something, but the good feelings my parents were giving me washed all that away. Mom's hand found my breasts and I gave a muffled gasp of unexpected pleasure as she massaged my smallish tits. She pressed each of them hard with her palm, moving back and forth and that made me arch my back, seeking even more of that wonderful pressure.
Daddy's cock was moving in and out of me almost completely. I could feel his shaft, so long and thick and hard, moving back and forth at a slow, deliberate pace while he watched his wife and daughter kiss. My own penis was hard still, as if I'd never lose my appetite for what we were doing. I was floating on steaming clouds of passion, my thirteen year old body surrendering completely. There wasn't anything I wouldn't do just then, nothing I wouldn't give to feel like that forever. I was safe and warm and being loved in a way I'd never imagined possible. My parents were making love to me and all I could do was moan and smile and make the soft noises a child does when she's overwhelmed with happiness.
My mommy was kissing my tits now, sucking my sensitive puffy nipples between her lips and I had my fingers in her hair, stroking her, urging her to suck me harder, to bite me and make me cum again. The cock in my ass, the mouth on my tits, my hands touching my parents. I was in heaven and I groaned when my mom moved away from me, blinking after her but she just smiled, undressing quickly while her husband continued to pump their daughter with his swollen manhood.
"Kiss mommy, now...Kiss me nice, Jen..." My mom was whispering and I was confused at first, until my mom straddled my face, lowering her sex carefully to my mouth.
They were kissing again, my mother and father while they made love to me. I was only barely aware of it though. I was busy learning how to please my mommy, taking small tentative licks along her sex, smelling her pussy as it hovered just above my mouth. Her damp pubic hair tickled my nose. She smelled sharp and musky, and her lips were plump and greasy with her arousal. I ran my tongue between them slowly and I could taste her juices, neither sweet nor sour, but something else, tangy and only slightly salty perhaps, and warm as it curled the tip of my tongue.
"Oh, Jen, that's it...Like that, baby...Put your tongue inside..." Mom was breathing hard after kissing my dad and she leaned back, looking down her body at me as I did what she asked.
It wasn't gross, it was my mom. That's what I was thinking and I wanted her to feel good. I pushed with my tongue, stiffening it and getting it inside her, not far cause it wasn't very big really, but enough. My mom sighed happily, moving her hips in a small circle, lowering her pussy just a bit and then lifting up, like she was making love to my tongue. Daddy was watching us and he leaned down, pushing his cock all the way inside me and holding it there, and then I felt his tongue beside mine and I giggled. We were both licking mommy at the same time and she gasped, really moving her butt then because daddy knew what she really liked.
I was tonguing her hot wet hole and daddy was sucking mom's hard little clit, and before I even knew what was happening there was a flood of juices seeming to pour out of my mom's sex and into my open mouth. She pushed herself hard against me too, her soft fat pussy lips mashed against my hot face and all I could do was suck at her pussy, keeping my mouth open and my tongue wriggling around while I swallowed the tangy flavor of her orgasm.
Daddy was cumming then too, like they'd planned it or something and he managed to get his mouth on mine, my mom moving just for him as my daddy kissed me hard once more. We shared my mom's cum between us while he rocked my asshole hard with his cock, the head of it reaching for that strange pleasure button deep inside me, and I moaned into his hungry mouth as daddy spilled more of his creamy semen into my bowels.
"Oh my God!" My mom giggled like a schoolgirl and she was sitting next to me, leaning against the wall and stroking my hair.
"Yeah." My daddy panted and none of us could stop smiling.
He pulled out of me slowly and that felt funny, almost painful in a way as I was so used to being full of him by then. I felt empty inside and lonely, but not really. Mommy and daddy were right there with me, both of them touching me, stroking my hair and face and body. I'd cum again, somewhere in the middle of all that and daddy's shirt and trousers were wet and stained with my semen, a lot of it, and he didn't care. He was wearing my love for him, just like I was wearing his inside me. I could still feel it, warm and indistinct, but inside me and I tasted my mom still in my mouth.
I was probably the luckiest girl in the world just then, I figured.
End of Part 04
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