Chapter 1

My daughter’s name is Lily. She is a beautiful 15 year old girl. Her mother left when she was little – couldn’t give up her carefree life – and I’ve raised Lily in a rather unconventional fashion. See, I believe that our society is rather ... prudish. Humans are sexual beings, after all, and I believe that should be freely expressed. I made the decision to let her freely express that part of her once she turned 12 and the signs of her budding sexuality were impossible to ignore. And now, as a girl beginning her sophomore of high school in the fall, I want to ensure she has the freedom to explore her budding sexuality. It has brought her fulfillment and has brought me fulfillment as well. I want to tell you one of my favorite stories from just the other day.

It was a hot Saturday afternoon in July. I was lounging by the pool on my third gin and tonic watching Lily swim laps. After finishing her set, I watched admiringly as she emerged from the pool. She had grown into a stunning teenager. Between 12 and 15, Lily’s young body had begun to fill out wonderfully while still maintaining its girlish petite appeal. Her smooth white skin, now sunkissed with some summer color, glistened as the water dripped from her. Her perky breasts under her tiny red bikini top were were a challenge to not ogle.

“I can tell you’ve been drinking, daddy,” she chided playfully. “You’re usually a bit more subtle.”

“Guilty,” I announced while clumsily rising from the beach chair. “But can you blame me?” I looked her up and down. Beads of water slowly ran down her belly, dissolving into her bikini bottom.

“I suppose I can’t,” she said while striking a pose.

I chuckled and pulled her onto my lap as I sat back down in the beach chair. “Give daddy his kiss, sweetie.”

She rolled her eyes before giving me a tender kiss on my lips. Her lips were impossibly soft pressed up against. I was happy she still wanted to kiss her old dad on the lips, though it had become for more reasons than just not losing that intimacy – I got a thrill getting to kiss such a pretty girl.

“So...” she began coyly. “Can I bring over a boy tonight?”

Oh, dear, another one, I thought to myself. “Of course, sweetie. But remember the rules.”

“Yes, dad,” she recited. “Open doors, and I’ll make sure he pulls out.”

“Good girl,” I said and patted her on the head. “Now get inside and wash that chlorine off you.”

At around 7 PM, the door rang. “Lily, the door!” I called from the couch.

“One sec!” she called back.

Must be dolling herself up. I decided I shouldn’t keep the poor boy waiting.

“You must be Jason!” I bellowed as I opened the door. A slender nervous looking boy stood in the door way. He was must have also been a sophomore, but could have passed for a freshman. She certainly has a type, I thought to myself. Lily tended to go for more “twinky” boys. I wasn’t sure she had entirely realized what a catch she was, but maybe she this is truly her type.

“Hello, sir,” he said timidly.

“Come on in! Lily is just getting herself sexy for you.”

The boy’s eyes went wide as saucers.

I chuckled. “Don’t worry, son. My daughter and I are very open with each other.” I gestured for him to sit on the couch and sat down myself.

“But some grounds rules.”

He shook his head attentively.

“No closed doors and no cumming inside my daughter. She’s only 15, after all.”

The boys eyes somehow became even wider. “Um ... Yes, sir,” he said breathlessly.

Just then, Lily began her descent down the stairs. She wore a pair of bright red sophie shorts with the waistline rolled as many times as it could physically withstand with a neon blue g-string peaking out of the top. A tiny spaghetti strap crop top revealed her entire belly.

“Not a lot left to the imagination,” I said under my breath while giving Jason a nudge with my elbow, who jumped about a mile when I did so.

“Hey Jason,” she said as she mounted his lap. She gave him an enthusiastic hello kiss. Her pink little tongue probed hungrily into mouth.

“H-hey, Lily,” he said breathlessly once she pulled away. He darted his eyes back and forth from her to me frantically.

“Its ok, son. Enjoy her. She clearly wants to enjoy you, and I love seeing my daughter happy.”

He stared at me mouth ajar and speechless.

“Wanna watch a movie?” Lily asked cheerfully to Jason.

“Uh, y-ya, sure.”

“Dad, you can watch too!”

My next 45 minutes were spent partly watching the movie and partly watching my princess dry hump and slobber on Jason. He seemed to start to adapt to the situation – it probably helped the lights were off, and probably also helped that he was a hormone filled 15 year old boy. He seemed particularly taken with Lily’s butt. Both hands were under her shorts frantically grasping her cheeks. As a consequence, her shorts were pushed considerably low giving me quiet a nice view.

I was surprised things hadn’t escalated by this point. Lily usually, however, leaves that in the hands of the guy, and he likely was very inexperienced judging by his clumsiness. I could tell she wanted more and felt frustrated for her.

I got up from the couch. “Excuse me, guys. I need to prepare myself another drink. Don’t worry about pausing, I’ve seen this one before.” Once in the kitchen, I called back into the living room. “Lily, can you actually help me for a second.”

She came into the kitchen with pouty look on her flushed face. “Dad,” she whined, “we were in the middle of something.”

“I know, sweetie, but I wanted to talk with you about something.” I resumed preparing yet another gin and tonic. “I think you need to take a bit more charge with Jason.”

Lily blushed and looked down at the floor.

“He’s inexperienced, and probably knows how experienced you are. He’s likely very nervous.” I took a sip of my fresh drink. Damn, I love a good gin and tonic. I walked over to Lily and put my hand on her exposed shoulder. “Why don’t you show him some of your skills.”