Chapter 2

It’s Difficult being a Single Dad looking after his 14 year-old daughter. by Vanessa Evans

A few days later I took Sara to see our doctor. I considered letting her go into the consulting room on her own but when her name was called she got up and started to pull me to my feet as well. The doctor was a man around my age and when we sat down he asked what he could do for us.

I was the only one embarrassed as I explained that Sara was having really painful periods and that it was affecting her moods and her school work. Thankfully, the doctor told us that it was a common problem and that it was usually easy to remedy by prescribing the contraceptive pill, him explaining that it would make Sara’s periods lighter and less painful.

That statement caused Sara to perk up a little, then the doctor explained that there was an alternative if the patient couldn’t be relied on to take the pills every day.

“Well Sara has been quite forgetful recently, I even have to remind her to clean her teeth at times.” I said and I watched Sara blush a little.

I guessed where the doctor was going and he confirmed what I thought I knew when he described the pros and cons, and the possible side effects of the pills and having an implant. The implant had stopped my ex wife’s periods and I was hoping that it would do the same for Sara so that she would be free of the monthly curse.

Sara was obviously listening to the doctor because she said that she’d like to have the implant.

“Okay,” the doctor said, “but before I can prescribe either method I will need to give you a brief physical examination. I promise you that it will not hurt Sara. Mr Walters, I need Sara you completely undress for this examination so would you care to wait in the waiting room please and I’ll get a nurse to chaperone her?”

“NO,” Sara said, “I want daddy to be with me.”

The doctor looked at me and I shrugged my shoulders.

“If that’s what you want Sara, it negates the need for a nurse to chaperone you Sara. Right, would you take your clothes off please Sara?”

Sara didn’t look at all surprised as she stood and started to get undressed. She was only wearing knickers and a dress so it didn’t take long, especially as she pulled on the strings of her G-string and it would have fallen to the floor if she hadn’t of held onto one of the strings. Instead of placing the G-string on her folded dress she handed it to me then turned to look at the doctor.

The doctor then went through the same procedure that my ex wife had described when she went to get her implant put in her arm only I suspect that Sara’s didn’t take as long because of 2 things. Firstly Sara’s breasts are still so small that the breast exam took only a few seconds, and secondly, when Sara’s legs were up in the stirrups the doctor quickly discovered that Sara was still a virgin.

When Sara had got onto the examination table she’d held out her hand and motioned for me to go and hold it, which I did. When the doctor had touched either of her tits, and her pussy, I noticed that she gripped my hand tighter. I wondered if it was just nerves or something else. I never imagined that she would be enjoying the doctor touching her.

Examination over, the doctor told Sara that she could get dressed again and she went straight for her dress and when she’d got it on she sat down, not even looking at me for me to give her her knickers. I put them back in my jeans pocket.

Five minutes later we left the doctors with Sara saying,

“I can’t even feel this implant thing.” Her already having removed the cotton wool ball and the surgical tape.

As we drove home I said.

“You do realise that that implant is not a reason for you to start having sex with any boy don’t you Sara?”

“Eww, daddy, all the boys at school are way too immature, no, I want my first time to be with an older man, one who can make love to me properly.”

All I said was, “good,” but I wondered what her definition of an older man was, was that 2 or 3 or 4, or how many years older than she was.

As we got out of the car I took her knickers out of my pocket, waved them in the air and shouted,

“Hey neighbours, look what my little Sara isn’t wearing.”

“DADDY, give them to me.” Sara replied as she ran round the car and jumped up to take them out of my hand.

We walked into the house laughing, and her arm round my waist.

A few days later I woke and saw that the sun was shining in through the window. Thinking that because it was a glorious day (for a change) I would take Sara to a seaside resort that is about 50 miles away. Then I realised that for the first time in months, my naked daughter wasn’t laying half on top of me. My first reaction was that finally she didn’t need the comfort of cuddling up to me and had spent the whole night in her own bed. That thought was short lived when I saw that the duvet on the other side of the bed was folded back.

“Oh well, she’ll get over it soon.” I thought and I went to the bathroom.

I was half way through my shower when the curtain was pulled back and the naked Sara climbed in with me saying,

“I’ve put the coffee on and got the things ready for breakfast, will you soap and shampoo me please daddy?”

“Can’t you do that to yourself Sara, preferably when you are on your own in here so that you have much more space?”

“I’ve decided that it’s quicker if we are in here together and it saves water. Besides, I like feeling your hands all over me.”

“Sara, we shouldn’t be doing this, you’re my daughter.”

“That doesn’t stop you getting a boner daddy, it’s cute, can I touch it please?”

“Sara, did you not learn in your sex-ed classes that men cannot control when they get an erection?”

“Yes daddy, and women cannot control when their pussies get wet, and mine is very wet right now, and it’s not shower water.”

“I think that you should get out of the shower and wait until I’ve finished.”

“But it is nice daddy, and who’s going to know? No one knows that I’ve sucked your cock when you have been asleep.”

“You haven’t have you Sara?”

“You often get a morning woody and I wanted to help you with them.”

“Oh sugar, you are growing up way too quick Sara, not only should we not be in here together, we shouldn’t be touching each other’s genitals and you shouldn’t be coming into my bed in the middle of the night. And you definitely shouldn’t be sucking my cock when I’m asleep, it’s just not right.”

“But it’s nice daddy, and you seem to enjoy shooting your seed into my mouth even if you are still asleep. Who’s going to know?”

I didn’t really know what to say to that and Sara took my silence as permission for her to touch my cock.

“It feels so much nicer touching the real thing rather than through your boxers daddy, but not as nice as when I suck it.”

“You are a really naughty girl, you must know that all these things that you are doing is wrong. I should spank you.”

“You can spank me anytime that you want daddy.”

“Sara, what am I going to do with you, and stop playing with my cock.”

Stop is what I said but it was too nice and we had already crossed one red line so I swore to myself that I would stop us doing anything more serious, a blowjob and playing with my cock was one thing but actual fucking was another and we must not do that even though she now couldn’t get pregnant. Well maybe I could give her some relief, maybe that would help her to be good instead of being naughty.”

“Oh Sara, ooooh.”

Sara correctly guessed that I was about to cum and she dropped to her knees and tried to swallow my cock. My ex never had a problem with gagging and it looked like Sara took after her in that respect as well because I swear that my cock was half way down her throat when I dumped my seed into her.

“That was nice daddy.” Sara said when she got up.

“Who the hell are you, and what have you done with my daughter?” I asked. “Where did you learn how to do that. Oh my gawd Sara have you been giving blowjobs to the boys at school?”

“Daddy, please, those boys are so immature, I wouldn’t touch their tiny cocks with a bargepole.”

“Come on Sara, lets get the showers finished before all the hot water is gone.”

“Daddy, since it’s such a nice day, please can I sunbathe out the back?”

“I don’t see why not, you never used to ask if you could play in the back garden.”

“Like this?”

It took me a couple of seconds for me to realise that she meant nude sunbathing. When I did, I did a quick mental assessment of the chances of anyone seeing her and decided that the risk was minimal so I replied.

“Okay, but put some sunblock on and if you hear or see anyone you come running back into the house, okay?”

“Are you frightened that someone might see me daddy, because I’m not.”

“I’m more worried that if someone did see you they’d report me to the authorities.”

“Oh daddy, it’s not like you’d be raping me, and besides, they’d just think that a little girl was pretending to be grown-up.”

“I’m not do sure about that, but go on.”

As we finished then got dried I decided that the day trip to the seaside would have to wait, hopefully there’d be other sunny days.

I put some shorts and a T-shirt on, whereas Sara just went and got some sunblock. I went to my little office (converted little bedroom) and got on with my work. About an hour later I looked out of the window and saw Sara in her back on a towel in the middle of the back lawn, The thing was, her right hand was on her pussy and I could swear that I saw her fingers moving.

“Oh well, at least no one is watching her.” I thought then got on with my work.

Part of my work involves talking to various people all over the world and since it is so easy these days we often do it with video calls. Now Sara knows not to interrupt me when she can hear me talking but I was in the middle of a weekly video conference with 4 guys in Australia when in walked Sara still as naked as the day she was born. When she spoke I turned but it was too later, in my peripheral vision I saw my naked 14 year-old daughter, full frontal in the little window that my camera was capturing.

“Sara, get out, you know that you are not supposed to be in here when I’m working.”

“But daddy...”

“Out Sara.”

Sara turned and left and I turned back to face my monitor. You can imagine the comments that I got from the 4 guys at the other end of the call, and I don’t know why I said it but I said,

“Sorry about that guys, that was my 14 year-old daughter and she knows that she shouldn’t come in here. I’ll tan her backside when I end this call.”

The next 10 minutes was taken-up with us discussing spanking girls and other sorts of punishment for them. One guy even said that she needed a good rutting to put her in her place and it would appear that 3 of the guys regularly spanked their daughters, the 4th guy only having sons.

Then one of the guys suggested that I call her back in and get her to stand in front of the webcam so that they could get a really good look at her. I told him to stop being such a perv.

The subject of Sara ended when 1 of the guys said that I should spank her until her butt was a dark red then I should fuck her so hard and for so long that she couldn’t walk for a week.

Anyway, the call finally ended and I got on with my work. About an hour or so later there was a knock on the door and I heard Sara tell me that she’d made a sandwich for lunch. It was at a convenient stopping point so I went downstairs and found Sara outside with drinks and sandwiches on a patio table.

“I’m sorry that I barged in daddy, I won’t do it again.” The still very naked Sara said. “I was a naughty girl and I deserve to be spanked.”

“Eat your lunch Sara.”

We ate in silence while I thought about what Sara had said, and what the 4 guys in Australia had said. Sara had been getting quite lazy lately and she’d been pushing her luck at times, maybe she had been doing all those things to push me into spanking her. Maybe that was her way of getting me to spank her, the ‘fix’ that she needed. My ex did something similar just to get me to spank her then we had the best ever sex afterwards. Not that I was going to fuck Sara, that was a red line that there was no way that I was going to cross.

It was then that I realised that I had decided that oral sex and penetrative sex with other than my penis wasn’t really incest, only proper coitus was.

“Okay,” I thought, “I’ll spank you Sara and we’ll see how you react.”

Once we’d finished lunch I said,

“Okay Sara, you’ve been a bit lazy lately and you know that you should not have come into my office this morning so I am going to spank you, what’s more I am going to do it out here, right now so come and get over my lap.”

I couldn’t tell if the expression on Sara’s face was shock or pleasure and there was no begging me not to spank her, but she did as she was told and I couldn’t help noticing that she spread her legs as wide as she could.

“One, thank you daddy.” Sara said as the first swat landed.

“I hope that you are going to learn something from this young lady.”

“Oh I will daddy, I will, ouch, two, thank you daddy.”

On and on I went and Sara wasn’t begging me to stop. Nor did I hear or see any evidence that she was crying. But by the time I got to the 15th swat her counting was preceded by a moan, and as the count got higher the moans got louder and longer. When the 20th swat landed Sara didn’t say the count, instead she said,

“I’m going to cuuuuuuuuuuuum daddy.”

And she did, her little body shaking and jerking. At one point I thought that she was going to fall off my lap so I put my left hand over her back and held her steady. It was then that I realised that after the last swat my hand hadn’t moved off her little butt and was actually sliding up and down her slit, her very wet and spread slit.

On the next downward movement I went further down and touched her clit which was hard and bigger than I’d noticed before. That contact caused Sara to moan even louder and she jerked so much that my right hand grabbed her crotch to stop her falling off my lap. In doing so my middle finger actually entered her vagina just a little bit eliciting more moaning and shaking. I just held her firm on my lap.

Finally, Sara started to come down from her high and she said,

“That was the best cum that I’ve ever had daddy, thank you, thank you, thank you.”

When she was able she got to her feet, turned and sat back on my lap and put one arm round my neck.

“You knew that I needed that didn’t you daddy?”

“I sort of guessed Sara, you know, you are so much like your mother.”

We just sat there for a good few minutes then I said,

“Do you want me to tell you what those 4 guys in Australia said I should do with you Sara?”

“Was the spanking that you just gave me part of it daddy?”

“Yes, but they said that I should spank you a lot harder and for longer, then fuck your brains out. Before you start getting ideas Sara, I am NOT going to fuck you and I am NOT going to spank you harder and longer. I thing that we have just established what is needed to make you cum.”

“It was nice daddy, really nice. I hope that you are going to do that again.”

“Probably, one of the guys said that I should have you in the room the next time that we video call and that I should let them see you as you are now.”

“Oh daddy, that would be totally awesome, could you spank me before you call them so that they can see my red butt? I could be in the background playing with my pussy when you are trying to get them to do something. Would the distraction help you in your job daddy?”

“Maybe, but I’m not sure that I like the idea.”

“Why not, it’s not like they could turn up here and rape me, they’re thousands of miles away.”

“I don’t know, it doesn’t seem like a good idea to me Sara.”

“Please daddy, you know that I like people seeing me like this.”

“I do, let me think about it. Talking about thinking about things, if it’s still sunny tomorrow how about we go to the seaside for the day?”

Sara smothered my face with kisses and I took that as meaning that she wanted to go to the seaside. When I could say something I added,

“And what do you think of the idea of going on a holiday?”

I could feel Sara wriggling about on me as she again smothered my face with kisses. Finally, she said,

“Somewhere hot with a beach?”

“If that’s what you want?”

“I do, I do. I can’t wait to tell Eleanor.”

“Okay Sara, let me go and finish my work then we’ll look at holidays.”

As Sara got off my lap I noticed that there was a big wet patch on my shorts around where her pussy had been. I got up and went inside thinking,

“Women, can’t live with them, can’t live without them.”

Later that afternoon was spent with the still naked Sara sat on my lap as we searched online for a holiday that Sara liked. She told me that she didn’t want a big, posh hotel, a smaller one that catered for the younger end of the market, teenagers and older. She definitely didn’t want a hotel with lots of screaming kids running around the place.

“You were one of those when we went on holiday last year Sara.” I said.

“Well that was last year, I’ve grown up a lot since then.”

“In mind yes, you’ve grown-up unbelievably fast, but your body hasn’t, It’s got some catching-up to do, but don’t you worry Sara. I’m 100% sure that by next year at this time you will have nice boobies and all the curves that other teenage girls have.”

“I’m not so sure that I want my body to change daddy. Yes I want bigger tits a slim waist and bigger hips, but at the same time I like my body like it is. Don’t you like my body as it is daddy?”

“Of course I do Sara, I love ever square millimetre of your body and I can understand why you don’t mind other people seeing it. You have a body that any girl should be proud of.”

“Thanks daddy.”

We eventually found a holiday that Sara liked and booked a twin bedded room. It’s in a resort on the Mediterranean that is famous for young people and their boozy antics. Not that I was going to let Sara get anywhere near booze or drunken older teens and I made that very clear when we were searching for the holiday. It was also a resort that I’d been to before, the year before Sara was born and I remembered that it got quite windy there sometimes. I smiled to myself when I remembered my ex and I going up a big hill to look at some monument and the wind had been so strong that the skirt that my ex wore spent more time up around her waist than where it should have been. I had great difficulty dragging her away and she wanted to spend all afternoon there showing the other tourists that she wore nothing under her skirt.

“I just want hot weather and beaches where I can sunbathe and swim in the warm sea daddy.”

That’s what Sara said but I suspected that she wanted to spend most of the time naked and showing her body yo anyone who would look at her.

That evening after we’d eaten Sara came to me and told me that her little boobies were hurting again.

“I suppose that you want me to rub some of that moisturiser on them?”

“Yes please daddy.”

Two minutes later the still naked Sara was laying along the sofa with her head on my lap. I noticed that she had spread her legs and the foot of one of them was on the floor.

“I think that your breasts may have grown a little.” I said (but didn’t believe) as I squirted a blob of moisturiser on her right, tiny tit.

“Do you think so daddy. I want them to get bigger but not too big, I don’t ever want to have to wear a bra.”

I smiled, Sara moaned, and I wondered if her little tits did actually hurt or if she just wanted my hands on her tits.

Anyway, I continued and did both her tits then she told me that her tummy was hurting as well.

“Are you having your period Sara?”

“No, that’s not due for another week, it’s a strange pain in my tummy.”

I squirted a blob of moisturiser onto her stomach and started rubbing.

“Low please daddy.”

My hand moved down a little.

“Low please daddy.”

My hand moved down a little further then I realised what she actually wanted. My mind went back to my thoughts before I’d spanked her. Then my hand moved down to her slit and Sara let out a big gasp then said,

“That’s nice daddy. Please keep doing that.”

My fingers started exploring and I quickly found her clit and I thought,

“How does a girl this age have a clit as big and hard as that.”

My fingers instinctively knew what to do and Sara obviously enjoyed it because she was moaning and saying,

“Yes, that’s it. Keep doing that.”

I decided that it was time to move down her slit. As I did so her legs moved a little further apart and the ankle that was still on the sofa moved up onto the back of it. I wondered just how far she could stretch her legs. As my index finger touched her vaginal entrance Sara said,

“Do it daddy, fuck me with your finger.”

“I might break your hymen, take your virginity.”

“I don’t care daddy, do it, please. Ouch, that hurt.”

I slid my finger out then gently pushed it back in as Sara whimpered and moaned. I looked at her face and I’d never seen her so happy and as I kept looking I saw the unmistakable signs of an orgasm building. As well as finger fucking her I used my thumb to rub her clit and it wasn’t long before she screamed and swore. Her body rose up then went rigid for a few seconds before she collapsed down and started shaking. That went on for at least a minute before she finally stopped and she looked like a rag doll, incapable of doing anything.

My hand had been just resting on her pussy as she went through her orgasm and when she showed some signs of life I moved it away only for her to say,

“No, leave it there, it feels so nice daddy.”

So I did, until she finally said,

“Daddy, I thought that that cum at lunch time was the best ever but that last one was out of this world, where did you learn to do that?”

I was about to say that I didn’t do anything special but then decided against it and just let her lay there until she was ready to get up and go to bed.

That night Sara was already in my bed when I went up. She was asleep but as soon as I quietly and slowly got in, she turned over and put an arm and a leg over me without even opening her eyes.

The next morning I woke up and discovered that Sara wasn’t there and I checked my boxers and found no evidence of her having taken advantage of my morning woody.

“Oh good, you’re awake.” Sara said as she came into the bedroom holding a mug of coffee. “Drink this then get a shower, we want to be on the road as soon as possible.”

“Yes boss.” I jokingly replied.

Sara giggled then said,

“I’ve had my shower, breakfast is nearly ready and I’ve packed a bag already daddy.”

“Towels, sunblock, cuddly toy?”

“Yes daddy, talking of toys, now that my hymen has gone can I have a dildo and a vibrator please?”

“Sara, you’re 14, girls your age don’t have toys like that.”

“Yes they do, a couple of girls at school brought theirs in and showed them to us all, and Eleanor has a dildo and 2 vibrators.”

“Jeez Sara, you’re getting old way too fast.”

“But you love me don’t you daddy?”

“You know that I do Sara.”

“I’ve put my tweezers in the bag so that I can pluck a couple of hairs that I felt yesterday.”

“You can’t do that on a public beach Sara.”

“I was thinking of doing it in the car on the way there, help pass the time.”

“It won’t take us long to get there Sara.” I replied as I finished my coffee and headed for the shower.

Twenty minutes later we were getting into the car as I said,

“That’s an old dress that you’ve got on Sara, I don’t think that I’ve seen it for 4 or 5 years.”

“No, I wanted to wear one that makes me look younger than I am, I want to be your little girl today.”

“Want to dig holes in the sand and build sandcastle do you?”

Sara didn’t answer me and I didn’t push it and we were soon on the open road cruising along in the bright morning sun. I thought about the dress that Sara was wearing and I guessed that she wasn’t wearing anything under it. The dress was at least 5 years old and she had grown a lot taller. I just knew that if she bent over she’d give everyone behind her a great view of her little bubbly butt and pussy. I hoped that she’d be careful.

Still with her seatbelt fastened, Sara slid down in her seat then managed to pull her legs up and somehow managed to get the soles of her feet to meet above her head. Then locking her legs up like that with her upper arms and elbows, her lower arms and hands were free to do whatever she wanted with them.

I wondered if she used that position to play with her pussy and see what she was doing, but this time she went into the bag that she’s packed and got a small mirror in her left hand and her tweezers in her right hand, then she proceeded to search for, and pluck out, any hairs that she could find.

And all this was happening as we drove along, sometimes on dual carriageway and overtaking slower, and larger, vehicles. I couldn’t see but I wondered if any of the lorry drives looked down as we passed them and saw Sara’s pussy.

Just as she was finishing, and still had her feet behind her head, I asked her if she knew what Kegel exercises were.

“I’ve heard of them and I know that they are something to do with your lower stomach muscles.” Sara replied.

“Yes, they strengthen you lower pelvic muscles and are good for all the organs that are there.”

“Does that include my pussy daddy?”

“Yes it does. They say that a girl who does a lot of Kegel exercises always has a tight vagina.”

“Men like that when they put their cocks in a girl’s tight pussy don’t they daddy?”

“True, but Kegels benefit all organs around there, for example your bladder, you don’t want wee accidentally leaking out do you?”

“No, so how do I do these Kegel exercises?”

“Well, you know when you’ve emptied you bladder and you squeeze the muscles down there to get every last drop out, well doing that is a Kegel exercise.”

“You mean like this daddy?”

I quickly glanced over saw Sara’s pussy contract then relax.

“My whole pussy moves daddy, I’ve never noticed that before.”

“Were you looking for it before?” I asked.

“No.”

“Well, I know that you already have a tight pussy because you were squeezing my finger when I put it in there, but if you do 15 or 20 Kegel exercises every day you will keep your vaginal muscles in good shape and be able to grip a cock that goes inside you when you get older.”

“I’m a minute older than I was a minute ago so will you put your cock inside me please daddy?”

“Sara, we’ve talked about this, no I won’t. I was meaning when you get yourself a boyfriend and decide to have a sexual relationship.”

There was silence for a couple of minutes then I glanced over to Sara and saw her doing Kegels. Still with her feet behind her head. And all this as we were driving along.

When Sara released her legs she slid up the seat then lifted her feet up and put them flat on the seat. When I glanced over to her I realised that I could see per pussy looking between that back of her calf and her thigh.

“Do you realise that I can see your pussy when you sit like that Sara?”

“Oh yes, lots of girls at school sit like this and rest their phones on their knees. The boys often jostle to get a look at the knickers of bare pussies.”

“Do I take it that you are one of those girls Sara?”

“Yes, I often do it, I love watching the boy’s faces, why?”

I shook my head sideways and replied,

“Enjoy yourself whilst you can Sara.”

We got to the seaside in about an hour and were lucky to get a parking place.

“Smell that salt air Sara, nice and fresh isn’t it?” I said as we headed to the beach.

“Yes daddy, and the breeze feels nice on my pussy.”

I steered Sara towards one end of the beach where there weren’t as many people and the seafront had given way to rocky cliffs, Sara got the towels out if the bag and we spread them out before I took my T-shirt off and sat down saying,

“Isn’t this nice? Put your bikini on and lay down Sara, enjoy the sun.”

“Oops,” Sara said, “I’ve just realised that I didn’t put my bikini in the bag.”

“You’ll just have to lay out in your dress then Sara.”

“No I won’t daddy.”

With that Sara unfastened her dress and took it off leaving her totally naked on a public beach that I thought wasn’t even a topless beach.

“Sara, put you dress back on, you can’t be naked on the beach.”

“Why not daddy? I’m a little girl and you often see little girls and boys naked on the beach. You and mum often let me play on the beach without any clothes on.”

“That was different Sara, you were little then, you’re 14 now.”