Chapter 3: A Father’s Advice

I wasn’t at school more than ten minutes before I had my first opportunity to apply her recommendations. Doug was a senior which made very mature and older so far as I was concerned, much more than the immature boys in my Freshman class. He must’ve been at least six feet tall with bleach blonde hair and a tight butt any girl would die for! I was putting my coat away when he first approached me. At first I couldn’t believe my eyes. EVERY girl in school dreamed about Doug and for him to even talk to a little freshman like me would keep the rumor mill going among the girls for weeks. That was worth the price of admission in and of itself!

“Hey Kelly, how ya doing?” he asked, in a deep voice that seemed so much more mature than the squeaky noises the boys my age made.

I just stared at him, unable to even speak, still not quite believing that he was talking to ME.

“Hey, if I’m bothering you, just say the word,” he said, raising his hands.

“Oh no!” I finally blurted out, “You’re fine!”

Yes, he was fine - VERY fine in fact.

“That’s cool. Hey, I was wondering if you wanted to go out tomorrow night?” he asked.

“Ummmmm, OK, where to?”

I could have kicked myself. Who cares where he took me so long as he did!

“Well, I was thinking maybe a movie or something - would that be OK?”

Hell, he could have taken me to Wal-Mart for all I cared. Here one of the hunkiest guys in school wanted to take me out - and I was acting as if I was worried where he was taking me!

“Sure, that would be cool,” I quickly replied, hoping he didn’t think I was being hesitant.

“Great, I’ll pick you up around eight tomorrow night then, OK?”

I just nodded but as he walked away I could just imagine my mom’s reaction to the eight o’clock part. After school I rushed home but my mom had already left for work so the house was mine, at least until my dad got home and that probably wouldn’t be for an hour at least. After thinking about nothing all day but going out with Doug you can imagine how horny I was by now. I made a bee-line for my bedroom and quickly stripped off my jeans and jumped on top of my bed.

Steve was great but I’d never thought I’d ever go out with anyone like Doug. First, he was older - a senior even! Half the girls in school would’ve killed for a date with him even though he had quite a reputation for having, shall we say, “roaming” hands. Any guy who looked like him probably could get away with that so I guess you couldn’t blame him for taking advantage of it! My hands went straight for my pussy as I started to imagine how his hands might start roaming around ME.

My finger started to circle my clit as I imagined unzipping Doug’s jeans and reaching in for the first time to find his cock hidden inside. I moaned softly in the stillness of my bedroom as I imagined how hard and thick he would be already from looking at me and wishing he could fuck me. So many questions ... How would he feel in my hand? How would his cock taste the first time I took him in my mouth? How much cum would he shoot in my mouth? Would I be able to take it all or would it spill out over my chin? A million more questions seemed to run through my head as I plunged my finger into my pussy, imagining that it was his dick that was inside of me while my other hand rubbed my slit. My hips lifted up off the bed as I imagined raising myself to meet his thrusts as he rammed his hard cock in me over and over until l finally he came and shot his sperm deep inside of me, mating me like some animal in heat.

Fingers can be nice but OMG I wanted a REAL dick in me! For a moment I contemplated getting one of my mom’s dildos out but I didn’t want a plastic fake - I wanted a real cock! I wanted a wonderful honest to goodness dick, one that would grow in my mouth as I sucked it, feeling his pulse in my mouth as his hard shaft filled it, one that would unload streams of warm cum into my mouth that I could swallow as he watched.

Suddenly my orgasm struck and my hips must have raised a foot off the bed before I fell flat on my bed and groaned so loud the neighbors would’ve heard had the windows been open.

“Oh fuck me Doug!” I cried out to the empty room as imagined him over me as I laid in bed, his thick cock poised at the entrance to my pussy, begging him to fill it.

God it felt so good to cum! All day it took every bit of willpower I had not to play with myself in the middle of class. I was so damn horny and it felt so good to finally cum and let the tension out of me except it was more like a rubber band snapping than being loosened. I kept stroking myself, playing with my pussy and clit, keeping myself on that sharp edge where my orgasm just seemed to stretch on forever. I never wanted it to stop! My bed must have been getting soaked as I felt myself gushing over my fingers and then my cum dripping down my ass to the sheets.

Eventually my orgasm quieted down although my pussy would still quiver now and then as I laid back with my eyes closed and both hands cupping my drenched pussy. Everything was deathly silent and I could even hear the old grandfather clock ticking downstairs. Not only that, I could hear the floor boards squeaking as if someone was shifting their weight just outside my room in the hallway. My eyes immediately popped open and I lifted my head to see who was in the hallway. Imagine my surprise to see my dear old dad!

“Daddy!” I exclaimed, more surprised he was home than anything else, “What are you doing home so early?”

“What do you mean?” he responded, “No earlier than usual.”

I glanced over at the clock and sure enough it was. Dang it, I’d been masturbating for well over an hour! How long had that orgasm lasted?

“Guess you lost track of time,” he kidded me looking in from the doorway. Given that he was seeing me with nothing on from the waist down with my wet hands on my pussy it had to be pretty obvious what I’d been doing.

“Well, now I see why ... hope you enjoyed yourself!” he said, smiling at me and then turning to go into the bathroom to leave me alone once again. Well, not QUITE as alone as I thought I was before. I waited for him to finish and when I heard him opening the door I jumped out of bed and hurried over to greet him properly. As he opened the bathroom door he was met by his loving half-naked daughter who through her arms around him and gave him a big hug.

“Wow, what did I do to deserve the special treatment today?” he chuckled, wrapping his strong arms around me and holding me close to him, his hands quickly moving to cup my bare butt.

“Oh nothing special ... I just wanted to say I love you,” I mumbled best as I could with my head buried in his chest.

“Okay, okay,” he laughed, “Why don’t you put something on and then you can tell me about your new boyfriend.”

I looked up at him with a puzzled face. “How do you know about Doug?”

My dad reached around and smacked me playfully on my bare bottom. “Fathers know everything, haven’t you figured that out by now?”

“Oh daddy!” I pouted, scooting away into the bathroom before he could spank me again.

After I’d showered and thrown on a clean T-shirt, I headed downstairs to make us some supper. The T-shirt pretty well covered me up so at least if he started teasing me again he couldn’t get in another cheap shot like upstairs! I just heated up some leftovers Mom had left out for us and we sat down at the table to eat and talk a bit. As it turned out my mom must have told him everything. I wasn’t all that surprised as I don’t think she hides much of anything from him. Actually I don’t either, it just makes it easier when she tells him so I don’t have to repeat myself.