Bedroom antics with my piggyback partner and daughter.
My daughter has always been stubborn and did things her way and in her own time from when she was born, it seemed. As she grew older she and I would often butt heads on keeping her room clean, more so now that she was nearing her teen years. No matter how much she was grounded for it she wouldn’t clean it until she was good and ready. She got what she wanted in her own good time. Her exploration of her newfound feelings was no different.
One day I was up in my bedroom changing. She came home from school and up the stairs to my bedroom. Not something she would normally do unless she had something to ask or tell me. Whenever she had a problem be it with boys or school work she would come to me first before going to her mother. So her coming to the bedroom was not such a big surprise.
She got a severe case of poison ivy once after helping us clean out weeds around the front of the house. The next morning she was swelled up so bad in her face she was barely recognizable as my daughter. She was covered from head to toe with itchy red spots, literally. She didn’t want her mother to apply the calamine lotion, she wanted me. That application of lotion included her very private part, my favorite, her beautiful virgin pussy.
Needless to say, I took extra time and care to apply the lotion to the object of my intense desire and lust, making sure to massage the lotion in completely and not miss a single spot. Also making sure to get between the lips, exposing that succulent 12-year-old fuck hole of my daughter’s that I craved so badly.
As I spread the lips I could see that she was starting to get wet. Little threads of her juices were stretching from one side to the other. I wanted to lick that young virgin pussy so bad that I was licking my lips with anticipation. She stood still for the entire ordeal without ever knowing the bliss I was in at actually seeing that beautiful cunt with my eyes, instead of imagining what it looked like during our piggyback escapades.
But I digress. Today was one of those unusual days. I often wondered what goes on in a 12-year-old’s head. This day I found out at least one thing. I had no idea where her thought came from and didn’t think to ask. She had no waiting room for what she wanted to say, it just came out as a stream, often from one subject to another. This day was only one particular subject.
From her mouth came a simple question, “Dad, what does sperm look like?”
Imagine my shock at maybe not so simple a question, to answer simply. In my state of mind with our nightly piggyback ride escapades, me sniffing her young pussy scented panties and using them as cum rags, I may not have been thinking as clearly as I would normally have been. Maybe the escapades prompted her question. Who can say?
At any rate, what came out of my mouth was maybe half in jest, half in hopes of a positive answer.
“Do you want me to show you?” I ask half in a jocular tone. Not wanting to convey my hopes of a positive answer.
Her reply was fast in coming, remember no waiting room, with a quick and authoritative “Yes”.
Without hesitation, I laid out the towel that I had just used to dry off, unbuttoned and unzipped my pants that I had just put on, and commenced the actions that would produce the answer to her question which she so eagerly wanted. In just a few short minutes, because of her rapped attention to the ministrations of my erect, rock-hard cock, her answer spewed forth in a glorious knee-bucking orgasm. One of my dreams had come true. My daughter, in rapt attention, her eyes never moving from my cock, watching me jack off.
Her response was a typical 12-year-old girl’s reaction. “Ewwww” she exclaimed running from the room.
I, being satisfied that I successfully fulfilled the answer to her question, put my now satisfied flaccid cock back in my pants, zipped, buttoned up, and went downstairs to go about our evening.
To be continued…
