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Part 9, Josie's perspective
This is a work of fiction, and all participants in sexual activities are 18 or older.
Spring 1987
After dinner and dessert, dad sat back in his chair, took my hand, while mom reached out and took Joe's hand and said, "Kids, your mom and I want the two of you to show us what you discovered together." Our parents then stood up and led Joe and I into their bedroom. Mom took Josef to her side of their king-sized bed, and dad took me to his.
Once at his side of the bed, dad turned to me, taking both of my hands in his, looked me in the eyes, and said, "Josephine, honey, I want for you to pretend that you've just brought your boyfriend to your room, and that you're going to have sex with him. I want you to demonstrate on me how you're going to go about that. Okay, honey?" I sheepishly responded, "Okay, dad." Not really knowing what to do other to start getting undressed, I dropped his hands, took a step back, and removed my camisole, and as I did, he removed his T-shirt. I then closed the distance with my father so that my bare breasts were pressing into his incredibly hairy and muscular chest. Once in his space, I couldn't help but smell him and said, "Dad, I love your manly, sweaty, scent. It makes my panties so incredibly wet." "Josephine, sweetheart, hearing you say that makes me aroused too," and I could feel his rising manhood pressing into my abdomen.
I could start feeling butterflies in my stomach, the like of which I'd felt the previous Friday night as I slow-danced with Joe, and when I decided to sleep with him. Dad placed one hand at the small of my back, just above my panties, and the other between my shoulder blades and pulled me in tighter. I placed my hands at the juncture of his jaw and neck and kissed him.
As soon as our lips touched, his mouth opened, and his tongue invaded my mouth. I didn't resist the invasion of his tongue in my mouth because I returned the favor. As our tongues danced, two things happened. I started feeling my wetness start running down my legs, and I moved my hands from his face down his neck to his chest, squeezing his pectorals and running my fingers through his chest hair. As I did, he brought his hands around my body and squeezed my bare breasts.
"Oh, that feels nice, dad," I said. "Well, sweetheart, you have nice breasts," he replied. I kissed him again, deeply and with a lot of tongue. As we kissed, dad slowly backed up to the bed and sat down, pulling me with him. I wound up on my knees, straddling his lap, and I could feel his erect manhood pressing against my vagina. "Dad, your cock feels so big," I said as I rubbed my vagina against it. "Want to see it, sweetheart?" "Yes, please," I said, responded, climbing off of his lap. He silently stood up and dropped his boxers, and as he did, his erect 9" long manhood sprang forward and bobbed there in the air. Dad smiled at me, sat back down with his knees about 2' apart. He leaned back on the bed, resting his weight on his hands, and asked, "Now what are you planning on doing, Josephine?"
I'd heard the other girls complaining about their boy friends penis size in the locker room. I'd learned that while 6" is average, a lot of them had yet to see one even that long. Now here I was seeing my second over 6" penis in 7 days, and I was in awe.
As I walked up to my father, a plan of what to do next entered my mind. Unsure of how to do what I had planned, I decided to just fly by the seat of my pants, and do what I hoped was good enough at it for him to enjoy it. So, I dropped to my knees in front of him and looked up into his eyes, as I tentatively reached up and wrapped my fingers around the base of his penis. Keeping eye contact with my father, I slowly started stroking. Dad just looked back and smiled. Having heard about blow jobs in the girls' locker room, I thought that I'd give it a try.
As I leaned in, I couldn't help but notice the musky smell emanating from my father's crotch. I must have involuntarily made a face because dad spoke up. "Josephine, sweetheart, I'm sorry, but I haven't showered this evening." He paused and thought for a biy snd continued, "This may actually be a good lesson to learn. At some point, you and your man will want to have sex without showering first, and you'll need to get used to a man's natural smell there or risk offending him." "Oh, no, Daddy," I said, my voice strangely dropping into a more seductive tone. "You don't understand, I like the smell, it's so arousing. It makes me want to do this," and I stuck out my tongue and licked his cock from his ball sack to the head of it. As I did, dad moaned.
There was a bit of fluid coming from inside it, and I licked it off and tasted it. It was salty but creamy, and I liked it. I made a "yummy face" at my father and took the head of his cock into my mouth, and started playing my tongue around on it while continuing to stroke the shaft. My efforts were rewarded when dad moaned some more. I decided to just go for it so when my hand slid down his shaft I took as much of his cock in my mouth as I could, then began bobbing my head up and down as I stroked him.
End of part 9 Josie's perspective, part 10 Josie's perspective soon.
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