Growing Up
by Soronel Haetir
Copyright© 2025 by Soronel Haetir
Coming of Age Sex Story: The same night, told from two very different points of view.
Caution: This Coming of Age Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/ft Consensual Heterosexual Vignettes First Oral Sex Safe Sex Voyeurism .
First, a father:
I sighed while turning to my bedroom. ‘Patty’s eighteen, Just wish her mother could see.’ But that was impossible, she had been killed by a drunk driver a decade ago.
I turned out the light and stumbled over to bed while thinking, ‘Shouldn’ta had that last beer.’ Wasn’t the first time I’d had that thought, surely wouldn’t be the last.
A noise just a few minutes later grabbed my attention. My heart pounded hearing footsteps in the hall. A burglar? Did Jeff forget to lock the door? Had he come back for some reason? I get back up, sliding over to the door as quietly as I could, feeling around to make sure I didn’t bump anything. I open the door and peek out, it’s empty. A few steps out, and I hear more noise ... from Patty’s room? Her light is on? It only took me half-a-dozen steps to peek around the corner of the still-open door ... and see ... Jeff?
What’s going on? He said he was leaving!
“Thanks for coming back, Jeff,” I hear Patty’s voice. I didn’t understand, ‘She asked him to come back?’
“No prob, no prob.”
I move a little closer, and now I can see him. He’s ... taken off his shirt? I suppose he’s a good-enough looking guy, ripped from years working home construction, lifting and toting. And then I see ... Patty? Standing beside him? No longer wearing the shirt she’d gone to bed in, she’s stripped down to bra and panties. But not the plain functional ones I normally see in the wash; no, these are deep-blue lace, frilly and revealing ... dark against her pale skin. ‘How long’s she had those?’ I wondered, putting a hand against the colol wooden wall for support.
I’m pretty sure she’s the one who loosened his belt, popped his pant’s button then pushed them down off his hips along with his briefs. She giggles as he bends down and nibbles at her neck while kicking out of them.
‘Should I interrupt?’ It was obvious she wanted this, but...
Jeff reaches up, flicks her bra open with casual ease. At least she’s still embarrassed enough to duck her head as he slides it off her arms, pressing her cheek against his chest. I can’t see her hand, but the way her elbow’s bent, the way she’s moving her arm, there’s no doubt what she’s doing, squeezing him, feeling him grow.
“I had no idea ... I mean girls talk ... but still didn’t really know what I expected,” her soft voice drifts out, awe and a little confused.
She giggles again, clutching his neck when he swoops down and lifts her in those strong arms. I see her hip when he turns, her panties had disappearred sometime when I wasn’t looking; they are both completely naked! ‘When did she grow up?’ I wonder, unable to help admiting it, seeing her like this. What happened to my little girl ... seems like just yesterday she was eleven!
Jeff knee-walks onto the bed, still carrying Patty. I see her smile, and have to wipe away tears as a thousand images of her smiling at me as a little girl when I’d pick her up and swing her around flashed through my mind. A quick flash of ... him, he’s huge! ‘No way that’ll fit!’
The bed creaks as he knee-walks onto its surface. She doesn’t even cover herself when he lays her back then sits up to get a good look. In fact, I can see her eyes roving up and down, but particularly there; her eyes go wide.
I swallow hard, my guts threatening to empty, when he stretches out beside her; thankfully on her near side, his body mostly blocks my view. He’s touching her now, a hand roaming up her belly towards her chest. I can hear them whisper back and forth, but have no idea what they’re saying.
She goes stiff, back arching beneath him when he closes a large palm over her chest, then relaxes with a sigh when he bends down and kisses her. She’s got an arm around his neck, holding on tight.
“Nonono,” I whisper when he kisses down her neck. I might have been saying ‘no’, but Patty was all for it. He moves just enough that I can see her stiff and swollen nipple for a moment before his lips close around it. Her eyes remained closed, fingers of one hand playing through his short-cropped sandy-brown hair.
She gasps with a slow hiss of indrawn breath when his hand slides down between her thighs. She hjams her other palm into her mouth to muffle the noise as he switches back and forth, from one nipple to the other, continuing to tease her lower down the entire time. She stiffens again, I can see her tremble, the way the muscles in her neck stand out. I won’t fool myself into thinking she doesn’t play with herself, but was this her first orgasm with someone else?
She lays back limp, eyes half-closed, her lips a tired smile.
“There’s more,” I hear carl say.
She half sits up, I glance away, not wanting to see her topless, But the image is seerd in my mind, the way her breasts hang, she’s definitely grown. I look back as she reaches for Jeff, pulling at his shoulders, hurrying him into place.
My guts twist. When did she grow up? How hadn’t I noticed. Seeing her now, her arms outstretched, reaching for Jeff as he slides into place between her legs; there’s no doubt, it happened sometime when I wasn’t looking. I realize there’d been comments over the years — especially over the last year, not about Jeff coming back tonight, but about her growing awareness of herself. Several things she’s said suddenly made sense with crystal clarity.
It’s a knife in my guts, seeing what’s about to happen! But I can’t interrupt them now ... it would be admiting I had been watching them all along.
I squeeze my eyes shut, unwilling to actually see the moment, but unable to turn away, to leave them be.
“Please, Jeff, I’m ready,” I hear her say.
And seconds later, a soft cry, “Ahh!” Worse, in that moment she sounded just like I remembered her mother.
I looked again, just had to. Her llegs were up around his hips, knees squeezing him. I was just thankful I could not see down there. I saw his thighs flex, his hips move, and knew he’d just pressed just a little deepr; her eyes were closed, head thrown back. I couldn’t possibly fool myself that she didn’t want this.
One silver lining, perhaps; I knew she’d been on birth control for more than a year. I had been red-faced all through that conversation, her explaning that she didn’t have any plans, but there was no reason to take stupid chances.
I turned away and stumbled back to my room, back to the bed I had shared with Linda until that drunk idiot killed her. What would Patty say in the morning? What would *I* say? I toss for hours, it seems, hearing Patty’s bed groan; it was never meant for two.
And now Patty’s account of the same night (incomplete)
I plump my pillow as Daddy closed the door. Eighteen! Finally no longer a child! He can’t hold that over me any longer. He acts like I’m still eight or something — I mean, sheesh, a teddy bear for my eighteenth birthday? — refuses to admit I’ve ever even been on a date.
I let out a deep breath when the bedroom door closed. ‘Finally,’ I thought. You’d think my father was stuck in the 1800s, the way he tries to ‘protect’ me. I quickly strip out of my oversized shirt, then my plain bra and panties. My hands shook from excitement as I got into the deep blue set I’d kept hidden for just this night, quickly brushing out my hair. Jeff agreed to come back when I asked him during the party. It’s not love, don’t even try fooling myself there, but there’s no way one of the stupid boys at school will go first, seen too too many cases of that making the school gossip mill the next day to take that stupid risk!
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