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AUTHOR'S NOTES:
Posting Schedule:
This story is reposted due to numerous requests. Because of the length
of the story, many of you have missed chapters. For that reason I am
going to try to post on the following schedule:
Friday, May 26 - Two Families - The Cruise in its entirety (6 Chapters)
Monday, May 29 - Two Families - The Teenage Years - Chs 1-6
Tuesday May 30 - Two Families - The Teenage Years - Chs 7-13
Wednesday, May 31 - Two Families - Epilogue
These postings will be made to alt.sex.stories,
alt.sex.stories.moderated and alt.sex.stories.incest, so if miss a
chapter in one newsgroup, you can probably find it in another. Another
method of finding missing chapters is to go to your favorite search
engine and search for TWO FAMILIES only in the newsgroups, rather than
web pages.
What is Two Families?
First of all -- this story is completely fiction. The story is in two
parts. The Cruise details a memorable week in the lives of two close
families - a Caribbean cruise. The Teenage Years picks up at the end
of the cruise and follows the two families until the day our hero --
Jason Bradford -- leaves home for college. Then, the Epilogue returns
about 10 years later in Jason's life and lets you know how everything
turned out for our two families.
As always, comments are appreciated -- either posted here to the
newsgroup or by email to thor4u@my-deja.com
Enjoy the story.
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Two Families - The Cruise
Chapter 4
By Thor4u
While Jason and his mother were having their awesome sexual baptism,
Kim and Cassie were engaged in a long and intense discussion. The
topic was Cassie's favorite, her obsession -- sex.
Kim didn't mind talking sex with Cassie, but she was worried about
her. Cassie was young, not too bright, full of unanswered questions,
and consumed with insecurities. Cassie was on a mission to have
somebody love her, to get laid, to make a man happy, to become a woman,
but she was too petrified with fear to do anything about it. That was
a good thing in a way, because she was nowhere near mature enough to
start having sex. In short, she was a typical 15 year old girl whose
budding body and raging hormones had outrun her emotional development.
Kim had made the point that Cassie had to be careful not to get
pregnant and to protect herself against sexually transmitted diseases,
so now Cassie's obsession had become to learn ways to make a man happy
without having to worry about either of those problems. Cassie didn't
date much, but when she had refused to put out for several of her
dates, they had asked her for blowjobs. Poor Cassie wasn't even real
sure what a blowjob was, and certainly didn't know how to give one. So
she badgered Kim continuously to learn the technique.
Kim, however, didn't really want to give Cassie too much information
because she was afraid Cassie would strike out on a campaign to suck
every dick on the cruise ship. So she just told her that first of all,
you don't blow, and that you just suck like the man's dick is a
lollipop. That explanation helped Cassie, but she pressed for more.
When Kim wouldn't give her any more information, Cassie became
exasperated and asked Kim to SHOW her how to give a blow job. In other
words, she wanted Kim to give somebody head while Cassie watched! Kim,
of course, refused, but Cassie persisted.
Cassie first suggested Kim take care of Tony, her asshole, soon-to-be-
ex boyfriend. Kim said no. Cassie then suggested a couple of the
cuter boys they had met in the disco. Kim refused, trying
unsuccessfully to tell Cassie she didn't just suck anyone's dick.
Then, Cassie came up with a brainstorm.
"Kimmy! I know!" She squealed excitedly. "Jason! You could do Jason!
You two are very close and trust each other. And he's probably never
had a blowjob and would love it! It would be safe and no one would
tell! And besides, Kim...your little brother has a big cock!"
Kim immediately, and angrily, dismissed this suggestion. Jason was her
brother! Well, not really, actually he was her step brother, but it
was still family. No way.
But Kim was surprised at Cassie's comment about Jason's size. Kim had
suspected that Jason was hung better than most young kids, but that
often evens out with time. But she had never actually seen Jason's
cock, and frankly, had never given it much thought.
"How do you know he's got a big cock, Cassie? Have you seen it?"
"No, but I heard." Cassie had a petulant grin on her face.
"Heard where?" Kim countered.
"I heard from some of the kids at school. The boys give him a lot of
kidding, because he's bigger than any of them."
"Oh, Cassie...you can't believe anything kids say. They don't know
anything, and they exaggerate everything."
"Yeah, well...my Mom says he's bigger than my Dad!" Cassie said
defiantly. "What about that? Mom's a pretty reliable source, and she
certainly knows what a big cock looks like."
"Unh uh! You're lying!" Kim was shocked. "When did she say that?"
"Just last night," Cassie retorted. "She said she could see his cock
through his shorts when they were climbing that ruin thing they went
to, and it was really big! Bigger than Dad's! And I have seen my
Dad's dick, it's about this big (indicating 5-6 inches with her hands)!"
"I don't believe you!" Kim replied. Although she had seen her fathers
dick accidently a couple of times, Kim didn't really have much
recollection of its size. She couldn't believe Cassie was telling the
truth. "When have you seen your Dad?"
"Hell, Kim, I see Daddy all the time. He does most of his work at home
now, and he is pretty careless about his dress sometimes. Especially
recently when I am home from school and Mom is at work. Sometimes I
think he wants me to see him. I mean, like, he obviously knows I'm
looking if I'm eating breakfast in the kitchen and he's parading around
the family room with nothing on but an old teeshirt! He's even seen me
looking a few times and smiled at me!"
"Cass...you're not serious, are you? Please tell me you're not
serious?" Kim was alarmed. She had two sorority sisters who had
sexual relationships with their father -- one was a loving incestual
relationship with both father and mother, but the other was a very
abusive and dangerous situation. Both situations had started just like
Cassie was describing.
"Of course I'm serious! We're pretty casual around the house, anyway.
Mom and I both run around half-naked sometimes, and now that Daddy is
home most of the time, he sees both of us. To be honest, I've even
been trying to create situations where Daddy can see me. I like the
look in his eyes! I like being appreciated for a change!"
Kim launched into a tirade about the evils and dangers of incest. She
gave Cassie more hurtful information than she ever wanted to hear about
Kim's sorority sister who was being abused, but Cassie was oddly
unphased by the lecture.
"Oh Shit, Kim! Daddy would never do anything to hurt me! Maybe you
have a friend who has a psycho for a father, but that is only one case
and it has nothing to do with me. My Dad is wonderful! I just like
the attention of him looking at me, and he probably does too. At his
age, he probably doesn't get many looks!"
"Don't be so sure, Cass," Kim replied. "Your Dad is still a nice
looking man, and you are certainly right about him being a wonderful
person. My Dad and Betsy think the world of him, and I've never heard
anyone say anything bad about him. But men don't die when they reach
40, Cass. I had a 60+ professor offer me an A in a class if I would
just have dinner with him, so don't write your Dad off too soon."
Kim continued, treading very cautiously on sensitive territory, "And
Cassie...never forget that we only know a tiny portion of what is going
on in someone's life -- even our parents and immediate family. You
never know what kind of problems your Dad may be dealing with. You
know, things like losing a job, or the difficulties of starting a new
business, can cause men to doubt their manhood. And that can cause
them to try to re-assert that manhood, to prove to themselves that they
still `have it.' That's what `mid-life crisis' is all about.
"The fact is that you don't know what is going through your father's
mind when he looks at you, or you look at him. I know he loves you,
and I'm sure he would never hurt you on purpose...but that doesn't mean
that he wouldn't jump your sexy little bones if he had a chance!"
"Yeah, well...that doesn't mean I wouldn't jump his, either!" Cassie
was defiant now. "I mean, like, I know he loves me. I know he
wouldn't get me pregnant. I know he doesn't have any diseases. I even
know that if I wasn't very good, he would be patient with me -- I've
seen that when he's tried to help me with my schoolwork. I'm not very
smart, Kim, but Daddy has incredible patience with me. No shit,
Kim...I could do a lot worse than my Dad."
"Cass, stop it!!!" Kim cried. "I'm not going to listen to this! What
you're talking about is illegal! Your dad could go to jail if he
messes with you! And what would your Mom think? She would be
destroyed!"
"Oh Kimmy! I'm not gonna do my Dad! But I'm just so damn tired of
everyone telling me what I can and can't do, but at the same time
refusing to help me! You do all the sex stuff I want to know about,
but you won't tell me shit! All you do is tell me not to do what
you've been doing for years! Sucking somebody's dick is not gonna get
me pregnant, or rot my teeth, or ruin my life, but you won't even show
me how to do it!"
"You're right, Cass. I won't," Kim replied firmly. "And I especially
won't show you with my own brother!
Anyway, you should be asking your mother all these questions -- not me.
I try to give you the most sensible advice I can -- which frankly,
Cassie, is that you are too immature to get entangled in a sexual
relationship. If you can't handle that, maybe you'd better go ask your
mom all these questions. I'm sure she knows a lot more about sex than
I do, she has a lot more life experience, and maybe you'll listen to
her."
"Oh, sure! Like, hello Mom. Say listen, Mom, I've been wondering
about how to really suck a dick in the most exciting way, could you
teach me? Right, Kim!"
"You're being silly, Cass. And in addition, you might be surprised by
your mother's answer to a question like that. She's the one who was
telling you about Jason's penis size, isn't she? She doesn't seem too
shy about discussing sex with you."
"And what would she say about me looking at Dad, and him looking at
me?" Cassie argued.
"She would probably tell you the truth -- that it is perfectly normal
for young girls to be fascinated by their fathers, and that there is no
harm in it as long as neither of you acts on their natural curiosity."
"Hmm. Maybe. Maybe you're right. But I have kinda thought for a
while that they were having problems. They don't seem like they used
to be. I'm sure they're not having sex as regularly as they used to.
Mom might go nuts with jealousy."
At this point, Kim terminated the conversation, saying it was time to
go get ready for dinner. So they went to their cabins and changed.
*******
By the time dinner rolled around, a number of loose ends had been
resolved.
First, Betsy talked to Kim and explained Jason's behavior. Kim
accepted the explanation, and Jason's heartfelt apology, and eagerly
agreed to move to Cassie's cabin.
Betsy also talked to Brenda and told her of the problem and the new
cabin assignments. Jason talked to Brenda alone and told her of his
fear of discovery, and she reluctantly agreed to refrain from being
with him for the remainder of the cruise. Brenda reminded him,
however, that she was going to come looking for his big cock when they
got back to Jacksonville.
Also, Tony, who had been falling-down drunk for the whole time, called
Betsy and told her that he had made arrangements to get off the ship at
Jamaica and fly home from there. Kim was delighted.
Even Paul Lancaster was enthusiastic at dinner when he heard the news.
Paul ordered a bottle of wine and they all joined in a toast to the
soon-to-be-departed asshole Tony. One bottle didn't go very far, less
than a glass each, but it was the thought that mattered. In fact, Paul
Lancaster (Brenda's husband and Cassie's father) was in a really good
mood at dinner. He had spent most of the day working and had landed a
big new contract for he and Jack.
The schedule for the evening was similar to what they had been doing.
Dinner at 6; Kim, Cassie and Jason visiting the disco until about 9 PM,
when they would join the adults for the evening show; and then dancing
afterward. The only change was Brenda and Betsy announced they were
going to try their luck later in the ship's huge casino (the truth was
neither wanted to make a scene with Jason like they had the previous
night). So Kim, Cassie and Jason figured they would probably head back
up to the disco later.
The kids rejoined their parents in the Ballroom as planned and endured
the show. The group was sitting in a semi-circular booth. Paul was on
one end, Cassie next to him, then Kim, Jason, Betsy, and Brenda on the
other end, facing her husband.
Paul ordered another bottle of white wine. One bottle is not a lot of
wine for six people, but Brenda was drinking cocktails, Jason was
sticking to cokes, and Kim preferred beer. So, that left only Betsy
(who was a light drinker, anyway), Paul, and Cassie to drink the wine.
Brenda cautioned her daughter not to drink too much, but Paul said she
was a young woman now, and besides she was with her family on
vacation. It wasn't like they had to worry about her being too drunk
to drive home, it was just a short walk.
Betsy nursed one glass of wine for the entire hour of the show, and
Paul and Cassie drank the rest. Kim was watching closely and estimated
that Paul had drunk two glasses and Cassie had consumed 2 to 3.
Cassie spent the entire time regaling her father with childish tales of
shopping conquests, teenage fashion trends, and a bunch of other
drivel. But Paul listened intently, and for the first time on the
cruise, seemed to be having a great time.
When the dancing started, Brenda announced that she and Betsy were each
going to have one dance with their "Main Man," Jason, and then they
were off for the casino. Brenda danced with Jason first, holding him
close, but not embarrassingly so. They chatted amiably with her crotch
snug against his massive hardon, but nothing that occurred would draw
any attention to them. They told each other quietly how good their
bodies felt, and then finished the dance and returned to the table.
Then it was Betsy's turn to dance with her son. Their dance was a
carbon-copy of the dance with Brenda. Close, warm, discreetly erotic,
but nothing to draw attention. They returned to the table and then
Brenda and Betsy left for the casino.
While Jason was dancing with the two women, Paul, Kim and Cassie sipped
their drinks and talked. Again, Cassie did most of the talking,
babbling about silly things. But she was cute, and having a wonderful
time, so Kim and Paul just let her babble.
Soon after Jason reclaimed his seat next to Kim, Kim asked him to dance
with her. Not to be outdone, Cassie insisted that her father dance
with her. Kim and Jason danced some distance apart, talking playfully
like they always did. They were happy to be reunited as best friends
after the upsetting situation last night, and they were really enjoying
each others company.
Cassie, however, was another story. Cassie was drunk. She leaned
heavily on her father walking out to the dance floor, and did little
more than to hang on him while they shuffled around slowly. Unable to
get comfortable (or stable), Cassie eventually put both of her arms
around her father's neck and just clung to him. Her head was on his
chest, and she was still babbling away as they danced. Not having a
hand to hold, Paul put both of his hands around Cassie's waist, drawing
her tightly against his body. Paul wasn't really trying to hug Cassie,
he was just trying to hold her up.
As the orchestra played one slow song after another, the two couples
were lost in the large mass of people on the dance floor. Kim
eventually snuggled in closer to Jason, as they stopped chatting and
just enjoyed the soft swaying of the dance. Jason got another hardon
and Kim easily felt it against her body. (Wow! Maybe he really does
have a big cock, she thought.) She didn't retreat from it; instead,
she moved closer to Jason and told him how good he felt. Jason was
enjoying the feeling, too; he loved the feel of Kim's big breasts
squeezing against his chest. Jason complimented Kim on her breasts and
Kim told Jason he had a "nice package." They both laughed and
continued to dance.
As he continued to dance with his young daughter, Paul was delighting
in the feel of her lithe little body against his. He felt a hardon
rising in his pants, but there was nothing he could do about it. When
Cassie felt Paul's cock rising (which was almost immediately because
her body was almost glued to his), she giggled, "Oooo, Daddy!" Paul
was embarrassed.
"Sorry, pumpkin, I can't help it. It's just one of those things that
happen to us guys."
Cassie pressed her body closer to her father and asked, "Daddy, did I
do that to you? Did I make you excited?"
"Of course you did, honey. I'm sorry. Maybe we should sit down."
"No, Daddy! I love it! It's very exciting to see that I affect you
that way. And it feels wonderful." Cassie gently rubbed her virgin
crotch against her father's now- raging hardon to emphasize the point.
"I love it too, honey, but if we get carried away, people will start to
notice. That would not be good."
"Oh, I know -- I've had so many damn lectures about this kind of stuff
lately, I'm really tired of hearing it! Why can't I just enjoy
something!? It's not fair! Nobody wants to let me do anything, nobody
wants to teach me anything, nobody will answer any questions for me!
All they do is say, `Don't do this. Don't do that.' I'm sick of being
treated like a little kid!"
Paul could see that his precious daughter was really upset, but was
glad she was confiding in him. He was also glad she was whispering
quietly, despite her obvious aggravation, so that others around them
wouldn't hear. He wanted to hold her very much; her tight little body
was driving him crazy. But he didn't want to cause a scene.
"Cass, honey. We can dance like this as long as you like. I love how
your body feels against mine, and you are sure as hell not a little kid
any more! You are a very beautiful young woman, a very sexy young
woman. I would hold you like this forever. But we can't rub each
other like you did, we can't lose control.
"And, I don't know what you are talking about when you say no one will
answer your questions, or teach you anything. I'll answer any question
you have. I'll teach you anything I can. What are you talking about?"
"Sex, Daddy. Sex," Cassie said emphatically. "I want to know about
sex. I want to learn how to do it right. I want to learn how to enjoy
it. I want to learn how to enjoy it safely. But no one will help me.
All they do is tell me I'm just a little kid, and I'm not old enough
for sex!"
"Who, honey? Did your Mom tell you that?" Paul didn't think so;
Brenda would have answered any question Cassie had, probably in copious
detail.
"No. Kimmy. She's a stuck-up pain in the ass!"
"Cass, I'm sure Kim is just being cautious...for your own good. She's
really not the person to ask, your mother is. Or me."
"Okay, then. Can I ask you some questions?"
"Uh, yeah...but what kind of questions?"
"See!" Cassie was driving home her point now. She knew she had a
tactical advantage. She also knew her father was getting more and more
aroused as they danced and talked -- she could feel his cock continuing
to rise and could also feel him pressing it forward against her
body. "See, Dad? You don't want to answer my questions either!"
"Sure I do honey. But, depending on the question, this may not be the
proper time and place. If you want specific answers about sex, we need
to be in a quiet, private place where you can ask anything you
want...and I can give you honest, specific answers. If you want to
know how to do some sex act, a crowded dance floor is not the place to
find out!"
"But, Daddy...could we go somewhere, then...and have a serious talk. I
do want to ask a lot of questions...a lot of real specific questions.
I understand what you are saying about this dance floor (although it
feels wonderful to talk to you while you are holding me), but can we go
somewhere else? Please, Daddy?" And Cassie gently pressed her nubile
15 year old body a little tighter against her father for emphasis.
"Of course, honey. We can go out on deck and look for a quiet place,
or we can go to my cabin, if you like."
"Hmmm. Outside's no good. Too many people, too cold. Not good. And
your cabin is better, but Mom might walk in right in the middle and
interrupt everything. How `bout my cabin?"
"That's fine, honey, but what about Kim? Isn't she staying with you
now?"
"Yes, but she and Jason will be out dancing for several hours. They
haven't even left for the disco yet; they'll probably be out for 3-4
more hours."
"Okay, sexpot! Your cabin it is! Let's tell Jason and Kim you had too
much wine and you have a headache and are going to bed. Maybe we can
find out from them how long they are going to be."
That agreed, Paul helped Cassie back to the table. She was much more
stable, now, but she still clung to him as they walked. Without any
prompting, Kim proudly announced that the party was on! She said she
and Jason were celebrating Tony's departure, and that they were
planning to party all night long. They fully expected to close the
disco at 4 AM. It was now only 11 PM, so Paul and Cassie would have
plenty of "quality time!"
Paul and Cassie made their apologies and said goodnight. They walked
arm-in- arm out of the ballroom and to the elevator for the trip down
one deck. They were the only ones in the elevator, and as soon as the
door closed, Cassie threw her arms around her father, giving him a big
hug and thanking him for being so wonderful.
When they arrived at the cabin, Cassie let them in and turned the
lights on low. She excused herself momentarily to go to the bathroom.
When she returned, she wore only a knee length teeshirt that she
usually slept in. Paul could clearly see the outline of her budding
young breasts through the shirt.
"So, pumpkin! What are the burning issues on your mind?" Paul asked
lightly.
"Daddy, don't make fun of me. I'm serious."
"Okay. Sorry, I was just trying to break the ice. I think we're both
a little nervous."
"Yes. How `bout some music?" Cassie turned on the radio without
waiting for an answer. The radio was tuned to a rock station, so she
scanned the dial until she came to a late-night easy listening station.
"That's not your normal music, is it Cass?" Her father asked.
"No, but it's nice. It's mellow and relaxing. And it's good to dance
to, if you want to dance with me again..." Cassie wanted her father to
take her in his strong arms again and hold her close.
"Of course! I'd love to dance with you again!" Paul was afraid he
would start drooling as he thought about the feeling of his nearly
naked daughter dancing closely with him.
Paul took Cassie in his arms and pulled her to him. Once again, her
perfect little body molded itself to his, pressing closely. Cassie put
her arms around his neck again and put her head on his shoulder as they
swayed gently to the slow song. Immediately, Paul's cock began to
swell, again eliciting an excited giggle and more pressure from Cassie.
"Sorry, again honey." Paul apologized.
"Well, I'm not, Dad!" Cassie replied. "Not if that means you are
getting aroused again. It feels so wonderful against my stomach,
Daddy. I feel so close to you...so loved...when you get like that."
"You are loved, sweetheart. Very, very much." Paul replied quietly.
Cassie lifted her head from her fathers chest and looked up at his
handsome face. Kim was right, he was still a very nice looking man.
She whispered softly, "Daddy...? Kiss me?"
Paul reached down and kissed Cassie full on the lips. It was a gentle
loving kiss at first, but then grew more intense. Without thinking,
Paul slipped his tongue inside his daughters mouth, darting and
probing. Cassie responded by opening her mouth and lashing his mouth
with her tongue. (One thing Cassie was really good at was kissing!)
Paul pulled her fragile body tightly against his, grabbing her buttocks
with both hands and lifting her crotch up to meet his mighty hardon.
Cassie didn't back away. Instead, she reached down with one hand and
roughly stroked Paul's rigid cock through his pants.
"Whoa! Not so hard, kitten!" Paul laughed.
"How should I do it, Daddy. Tell me. Show me. Let me see it,
Daddy...Please?"
Paul frantically whipped off his shirt and dropped his slacks. He
quickly pulled off his briefs, revealing a throbbing hardon. Cassie
had never seen anything like it! She had never really seen a dick up
close before, and certainly had never seen a hardon like this. It
looked huge!
When Cassie looked at her father, though, she started giggling. He
looked so ludicrous! There he was in her cabin, wearing no shirt,
still with his socks and shoes on, his slacks and briefs down around
his ankles, with an enormous hardon staring expectantly up at
her! "Wow, Daddy...I hope we don't have a fire drill -- you'll fall and
break your neck!"
Sheepishly, Paul laughed and removed his shoes, socks, slacks and
briefs and piled them in an empty chair. Then he laughed and
asked, "Okay, sexpot! Now I'm ready...where were we?"
"Well, I think we were about here, Daddy..." Cassie said as she stepped
forward, reached up and locked their mouths in another hot kiss and
rudely grabbed Pails throbbing crank. Cassie knew that would hurt a
little, but she was going to get some instruction out of her sexy
father if she had to beat it out of him!
"Ow! Easy, Cass!" Paul exclaimed.
"Well, then tell me what you want, my big sexy stud!" Cassie taunted.
"Well, first, there seems to be a little unfairness in the dress code
here. I'm buck naked and you're still dressed."
"Okay, Daddy. That's easily fixed!" And Cassie quickly lifted the big
teeshirt over her head, revealing her completely naked, blossoming
young body.
"Oh God, Cassie! You are so beautiful!" Paul exclaimed. Cassie
beamed.
"Now what do you want me to do with your big cock, Daddy? You have to
tell me. I'm a virgin, remember?"
Paul told her to stroke his cock gently, moving slowly up and down the
shaft. He directed them to a sitting position on the couch, and
quietly whispered encouragement, instructions, and loving expressions
as Cassie tenderly stroked his mighty hard on. Cassie saw her
wonderful father staring at her budding breasts and felt a jolt of
excitement knowing that he couldn't take his eyes off them.
"You can touch them, Daddy. I'd love for you to touch them." Paul
gently caressed first one breast, then the other. He stroked them
slowly, noting that Cassie matched his stroking tempo on his cock. If
he pressed harder, she squeezed a little tighter; if he stroked faster,
so did she.
"That's right, Cass. Stroke me just like I'm stroking your tits. Do
you like that? It is okay?"
"It's the most wonderful thing I've ever felt, Daddy!"
"Okay, honey...just let me know if anything doesn't feel okay. If you
get uncomfortable, I'll stop immediately," Paul said, praying that his
exquisite 15 year old daughter wouldn't take him up on his promise.
"It's wonderful, Daddy. You can do anything you want to me. Just
don't get me pregnant," Cassie sighed. "And I'll do anything you ask
me to do, Daddy. Anything."
"Ha!" Paul laughed cheerily. "You don't have to worry about getting
pregnant, pumpkin. I've had a vasectomy."
"What's that, Daddy?"
Paul went on to explain the operation severs the tubes which carry
sperm to the penis, making it impossible for him to conceive a child.
"You mean you can't cum, Daddy?" The disappointment was palpable in
Cassie's voice.
"Oh no, I can cum! There just isn't any sperm in my cum, so you can't
get pregnant."
Cassie was ecstatic! The one thing she was worried about was getting
pregnant, and her Daddy could not possibly do that! What exciting news!
Cass continued stroking her father's big cock. They explored each
other with their hands and mouths, taking turns eagerly sucking each
others nipples.
"Daddy...how do I give you a blowjob?" Cassie finally asked
innocently. Paul's eyes lit up! He eagerly gave her instructions to
lick and suck his pulsating hardon. Cassie was excited beyond
description as she felt her wonderful father's mighty dick throbbing on
her tongue. It was not the most skillful blowjob Paul had ever had,
but it was sure one of the most exciting. After only a few seconds,
Paul felt a flash of excitement shoot through his loins, up through his
raging cock!
He had no time to really warn Cassie: "Watch out, baby!
Cummmmmmmiiiiinnnnnnnggggg!!!!
Paul's cum shot out of his cock into Cassie's hot, passionate, but
unsuspecting, mouth. She had no idea what to do. She gagged
immediately, then coughed and spit. It was not a pretty picture! She
expelled Paul's cum everywhere, her eyes wide with fear.
"It's okay, baby...I'm sorry. I was so excited...I came so fast!"
Paul apologized.
Once Cassie regained her composure, she giggled with excitement. It
wasn't perfect, and it wasn't pretty, but she had given her first
blowjob! And it had been no simple lick-suck foreplay deal -- it had
been a real blowjob, with a lot of cum! She had done it! She was so
excited and so happy! And so hopelessly in love with her wonderful,
handsome, loving father.
Cassie chattered excitedly to her father, sharing her ecstatic feelings
at having made him cum. She was thrilled when he told her how exciting
it was for him. She asked for his suggestions and they talked
technically about some things that would enhance the experience next
time. Cassie's heart leapt when she heard her precious father, her
lover, talking about "next time." She glowed with love when he told
her there would be one "next time" after another, after another, after
another, as long as she wanted to continue. Cassie was so happy, she
began to cry uncontrollably.
Finally, Paul spoke: "But what about you, my sweet little cocksucking
sexpot? What would you like?"
Another jolt of passion roared through sweet Cassie as she heard her
father call her a cocksucker! Oh, that she was!! And, by God, she
was going to practice, and practice, and practice on her wonderful
father until she became the World's Greatest Cocksucker. Because
Cassie had learned that she really loved sucking cock!
"What do you mean, my sexy lover?" Cassie teased.
"Well, baby...one act of kindness deserves another, don't you think?"
"Uh...I guess so, Daddy, but what are you talking about?"
"Come here Cass." Her father directed Cassie to the bedroom, pulled
back the sheets and motioned her to lay on the bed.
Cassie's voice was suddenly trembling, "Are...are you...are you gonna
fuck me, Daddy?"
"Not now, sweetheart. Not until you decide you are good and ready.
Right now, I'm going to do the same thing for you that you did for me.
I'm going to eat your delicious, virgin pussy. Just lay back, relax,
and enjoy the ride."
And with that Paul knelt down next to the bed and began eating his
luscious virgin daughter. It was a tantalizingly slow, methodical
licking. Cassie felt things, as her father's experienced tongue probed
her very soul, that she never would have thought possible. On the one
hand, she never wanted the moment to end; on the other, she became
increasingly eager to cum. Paul whispered loving words, encouragement,
and admonitions to be patient as Cassie's emotions completely
overwhelmed her. When she could stand it no more, Paul stopped and
moved upward, kissing and sucking her stomach and both aching breasts.
Then, he patiently returned to her gushing pussy and began eagerly
lapping her pulsating cunt. He went faster, and was doing more than
licking now. He was sucking her pussy delightfully -- she could feel
the suction deep inside, all the way to the cervix! Then, Cassie's
wonderful father began urgently sucking her clitoris. She grabbed the
back of his head and pulled his face into her eager pussy as hard as
she could. Cassie felt a tidal wave of tingling build deep within her,
rush to the surface and then explode in an enormous orgasm. She hung
onto Paul's head, not wanting to release him, and he eagerly lapped her
exhausted vagina, slowing slightly at first and then gradually bringing
her down.
Neither of them could breath for a couple of minutes.
Finally, Paul asked playfully, "Well, my pretty little cocksucker...was
that good for you?"
But when he looked in Cassie's eyes, he saw that she was plainly in no
mood for joking around. Cassie's eyes burned with a passion unlike
anything Paul had ever seen. He could see both raw lust and a hint of
fear in her eyes. She looked like a caged wolf -- scared, excited,
hungry, dangerous. But when he saw the sweet smile on her face, Paul
knew that his cute little apprentice cocksucking daughter was all right.
"Ummmmm......" That was the only answer Cassie gave him. Then she
stared hotly into his eyes, lustily, sluttily, urgently, and said
simply, "I'm good and ready, now, Daddy. Fuck me."
Paul didn't wait for a second invitation. He leapt on top of his
precious daughter and eased his recharged cock gently into her sopping
pussy. It went in easily because she was dilated from the intense
cuntsucking. Paul softly told Cassie there would be a little pain as
he pressed against her hymen. She said simply, "I know, Daddy. It's
okay. Fuck me."
Paul pressed past the hymen, waited for Cassie to recover from the
momentary pain, and then began slowly sliding his big cock in and out
of her incredibly tight pussy. Cassie again began to feel things she
never thought possible. Different feelings from when Daddy was eating
her pussy, but delightfully exciting things, nonetheless. Paul fucked
his delicious little cocksucker missionary style for about 15 minutes
before he accelerated the pace and brought himself to a roaring
climax. Cassie squealed with delight as Paul's cum poured into her,
relishing the sensation, and kissing her baby-fucking father
passionately.
Cassie looked deeply into her father's eyes and asked, "Daddy...are you
absolutely positive I can't get pregnant?"
"Yes, sweetheart...absolutely positive. If I thought there was any
possible way, I would use protection. There's no way. It's medically
impossible."
Cassie's eyes glowed. "Good. Then, fuck me again!"
Paul looked at the clock. It was 12:30 AM.
Paul and Cassie fucked the night away, with Paul teaching his eager
student several positions. Cassie's favorite was sitting on top of her
father as he lay on his back, and pumping him hard. The last time they
fucked, it was in that position, and they reached a simultaneous climax
for the first time. It was wonderful!
Cassie also gave her dad another blowjob, but by that time he was too
exhausted to cum. But she was thrilled when he complimented her on her
technique, saying truthfully that she was much better than the first
try.
Neither wanted the evening to end, but they knew it must. They eagerly
made plans to spend most of the next day together. Paul had already
planned to spend most of the day in Jamaica on the ship, working.
Cassie and Kim had planned to spend the day at the beach with some kids
from the disco. And Brenda, Betsy and Jason were off on another
adventure -- to climb up some waterfall on another tour. The tour would
not return until 5 PM. Cassie would claim a headache and leave the
beach early and come to Paul's cabin. They would have plenty of time.
So with one last passionate kiss, the two new lovers -- a loving, baby-
fucking father and a no-longer-virgin 15 year old cocksucker -- said
goodnight. At her father's insistence, Cassie cleaned both herself and
the cabin up carefully and then went to bed.
It was 3 AM when Cassie fell into the happiest, most contented sleep of
her airheaded, hard-fucking, joyously-cocksucking little life.
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