Date: Thu, 8 Feb 2018 19:37:48 +0000 (UTC) From: "bossmatt1982@yahoo.com" Subject: Sunday Dinners pt 3 Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction involving related family members and intergenerational family members. (M/M/F) I'd love to hear feedback at bossmatt1982@yahoo.com. Please donate to Nifty Stories so that this website can continue to be a safe space for readers and authors who enjoy stories like these. I was so pissed. I came home on Monday and I just knew Josh and Jay and been fooling around. They kept stealing looks during dinner and Josh would blush uncontrollably if he caught Jay looking at him. This seemed more than a blow job though. I wonder how far they took it. I've been trying to get Jay to fuck me for weeks, but he always tells me that it's too dangerous. Dangerous? I take the pill and our parents non-discretely leave condoms around the house. I know that Jay received the "talk" from our dad at his sixteenth birthday and with the "talk" received a box of condoms. What could be dangerous about him fucking me if we double up on the protection? I could probably get Josh to tell me. He's a horrible liar. Stupidly I couldn't catch my brothers in the act all week nor could I get them alone to find out what happened, but I know they had sex. We are responsible for our own laundry and Jay hates doing his laundry. He normally only does one or two loads of clothes that he knows he's going to wear the upcoming week. He never washes his sheets except for when mom or dad give him a hard time about it which did not happen this week. Yet, I spotted him going to the basement with his laundry basket and right on top were his sheets. I tried to follow him down to the washer, but I was working on homework and my mom was helping me with it, so I couldn't get away. I usually suck Jay off at least on Thursdays when it's just him and I on the car ride home. I remember the first time I sucked him off. I had walked in on him trying to catch him in the act of jerking off several times, but he always kicked me out when I did until finally he told me to stay if I really wanted to watch him jerk his cock. I loved it. He was laying on his blue bedsheet, his smooth, pale skin glowing crimson around his cock and balls. He was completely naked as he stroked his six-inch dick. His cock-head flared red as he pumped. He wasn't like Josh who took his time. Jay pumped furiously until he drained his balls all over his stomach and chest. "Satisfied?" He turned to look at me as I stood, leaning against the closed door. My pussy was wet, and I wanted to taste him. He pulled a dirty sheet from the floor and cleaned himself before pulling on his shorts and a t-shirt. "Shows over," as he kicked me out of his room. The next time I walked in on him he had me stroke his cock for him. I took his hard cock and started stroking him furiously as I had watched him do it, but he had me slow down. "If you're going to jerk me off at least do it lovingly." I took my time admiring his naked body. He has a nice, hairless chest with bright pink nipples and abs when he flexed when he worked out and when he cums. His balls are plumb. My brother is very good looking, and my friends often come over in hopes to see him in his boxers. There I was stroking his cock and unable to tell my friends because they'd probably think it was gross that a sister would do this. He came quicker than I thought he would. His back arched as his jizz exploded out of him. I went to lick it off him, but he stopped me. "That's gross." After a month of jerking him off we found ourselves in the van together alone but because I don't weigh enough I can't sit in the front sit, so it looks like Jay is my chauffeur. It's a short drive anyways but still, it is soooo stupid. When I climbed into the van, Jay was shirtless and wearing his basketball shorts, but his dick was sticking out of them and it was obvious from the precum that he had been stroking his cock as he had been waiting for me. "You want me to jerk you off before we leave," I asked. He looked at me hungrily. "No, I want you take get naked and play with yourself while I drive us home." I was wearing a t-shirt and a skirt. When I jerked him off he never had me undress nor did he ever touch me. I didn't mind as long as he let me touch him, but it was still weird. I looked out the windows, "no one can see in. The windows are too dark." "Okay." I took my t-shirt off. I was wearing a training bra that should've been thrown out months ago as it didn't completely hide my breasts well. I'm built like our mother who has very large breasts and she had told me the last time I bought bras that I was still growing. He started the van and started driving home. "Take the bra off," Jay said as he gave his dick a quick stroke. His eyes went from the rearview mirror to the road. I pulled the bra off and my breasts flopped out, free from their constraints. His eyes focused on my perky tits. My nipples are darker than his as I take after our father in coloring. He stroked his dick more. We were only ten minutes from home. "Take your underwear off quickly. I want to see you finger yourself the rest of the way home." I did as he asked. I pulled my skirt up and pulled my underwear off. I widened my legs to show Jay my cunt before I started fingering myself. I had a small bush of dark hair, my lips were a dark olive color, and when I opened my pussy to show Jay his eyes widened with desire. I slipped my fingers inside as I stroked them in and out. I used my other hand to play with my nipples as I did when I did this before bed or while I was in the shower. It was different with an audience, I was putting on a show, trying to drive Jay mad with desire. Too soon, we pulled up to the house, and I started to pull my underwear back on, but he told me to wait. He tucked his dick back into his shorts, got out of the van, went around the front, and came to the back door where he opened the door, climbed in, and shut it again. He pulled his shorts and underwear completely off, so he was completely naked except his tennis shoes and socks. "Can I taste you?" "Sure," I said weakly. I hadn't expected this. He pulled me forward on the seat, so he could get access to me easier. He lowered his head and stuck his tongue out. The anticipation was killing me. Here was my older brother, completely naked, his boner jutting into my leg as he was about to lick my cunt. Before he tasted me though he brought up his right hand and played with my pubic hair. "You're hairier than I am," he laughed lightly. "I looked at his cock and noticed that, although he had some hair, he was right that my bush was slightly fluffier than his. He moved his fingers down to my snatch and slipped his index finger into me slowly and cautiously as to not hurt me. It sent waves of pleasure through me. I had never been touched down there by anyone before and here my big brother was fingering me, sliding his finger in and out of me drawing gasps and groans out of me I hadn't known possible. He looked at me, making eye contact with me, noting the pleasure he was producing, I felt a second finger slide into me and it was my turn to arch my back as it gave me such an immense joy. He began sliding them in and out of me working on me as I began thrusting into his fingers as he thrust them into me. Then when I thought I couldn't bear anymore he tilted his head down and licked my lips. He widened my lips with his fingers, now wet with my juices, and jammed his tongue into me, licking everywhere that elicited a moan out of me. He licked, sucked, and tongued me so completely that I felt he had covered every inch of my vagina with his tongue, that is, until, he hit my clit. The moment I felt his tongue brush it, I gasped, when he came back to it and settled with licking it, sucking it, and rubbing it with one of his fingers I felt like I was going to burst, which I did shortly. I drenched the seat and his face as I came. I had experienced orgasms before when playing with myself, but this discharge had been nothing I had experienced before. I leaned back against the seat as Jay leaned back on his feet. His cock still as hard as can be. Jay had a very satisfied look on his face. It took me a few minutes before I could speak, let alone, move. He sat there stroking himself slowly as he examined my body with his eyes. My chest was heaving yet as I took in precious air. He leaned forward and licked a nipple and played with the other. "If you want to put it in me, you can," I said. His look was puzzled until I looked down at his dick. "Too dangerous but if you wouldn't mind sucking me off. I'll even do the work," he said as he stood at an angle, so his dick was pointed at my mouth. It was only a few inches from my face and I took a good hard look at it, noticing the veins, the smooth balls, the flaring, crimson head, the light blond hairs encircling his crotch. I gently eased my mouth over his cock, tasting the acrid taste of his precum and sweat. The hardness but the velvety feel of his cock head. He began slipping his cock in and out of my mouth. He went deeper and deeper until his cock was probing the back of my mouth. I let him fuck my mouth while I played with his balls and ran a hand along his hard ass. He didn't last long as came in my mouth and I swallowed as much as I could. He exclaimed so loudly that I had to look out the window of the van to make sure no one was around. He slumped against the seat as his dick plopped out of my mouth. I ran my hand against my mouth to wipe away any of his cum that had dribbled down my chin. "That was great. Thanks sis." He leaned over and kissed my cheek. "But I think we should get inside and showered before our parents get home with our brothers." "Okay," I said meekly. We dressed quickly, grabbed our backpacks, and wandered into the house. "Hey," Jay yelled over at me as I was walking into my room, "want to take a shower with me? We have some time before anyone gets home." "Sure!" I yelled excitedly. We ran into the bathroom with our clean clothes and stripped naked. Oddly, it was a weird feeling stripping naked in front of him like this even though I had to remind myself that we had just seen and tasted each other in the van. This felt different, more personal, more intimate. I turned away from him as I undressed. He held no such notions as he stepped naked into the shower. I watched as the water ran down his hard body and the image was burned into my brain. As I stepped into the shower he ran his hand along my back, inviting me in. The feel of his fingers, the feel of his prick as it brushed against me was electric. I reached down to grab his cock and started stroking it the way he liked. He let me stroke him for a few moments until he got down on his knees, backed me against the wall, and began teasing my clit again. Now that the knew where it was, he seemed determined to prove it again and again. My clit getting this much attention so soon after cumming the last time and I knew I would not be prolonging this. I came quickly, not as strongly as I had in the van, but I was still glad we were in the shower where Jay could lean back and rinse my juices from his face and chest. And when he did, leaning back into the water, his blond hair streaked back, the water streaming down his chest, down his stomach, cascading around his hard cock, jutting out, wanting to be touched, wanting to be sucked, wanting to fuck. I started to slide down the wall and just as my pussy touched the tip of his penis, Jay jumped back. "We can't do that. It's too dangerous." I shrugged. I was partially squatting, and he was standing now. I leaned forward and took his cock into my mouth. It was his turn to lean into the wall as I ran my tongue around his head, licking his cum slit, stroking his cock with my hand as I deep throated him. He played with my tits as he moaned as I took him all the way to the base again. He came just as quickly as I had and this time I swallowed his full load. Upon finishing we stepped out of the shower, dried each other, and dressed just in time to hear the downstairs door open and hearing our mother call up to us. "Jay, can you run to pick up your brothers? Today was a nightmare and your father is running late. JoAnne, can you help me with the groceries?" Jay scrambled down the stairs with a towel to clean the backseat of my juices, and I went to help my mom. That had only been a few months ago and I had sucked him off quite a few times since then and now this whole week I've had to settle for playing with myself. My fingers became very familiar with my pussy during showers and bedtime. I was forced to play with myself while picturing my brothers sucking and fucking each other. I really wanted to see the two of them together. When I was licking Josh's cum off of him I had my back to the guys and I heard slurping and knew Josh was sucking Jay's dick, but Jay was eating me out so good that I didn't want to turn and watch. On Sunday I just didn't want to get out of bed, but I finally did as I normally met my dad downstairs before my brothers got out of bed. My dad and I had this tradition for over a year now. Josh always thought he got the first pancake, but I really got the first breakfast of the day. I wandered downstairs to where my dad was standing at the counter mixing the pancake mix. He was wearing what he always wore, his green terrycloth robe, tied tightly around him. I knew that underneath he was completely naked. He hadn't seen me yet, but I leaned against the wall watching my father stir the pancake mix. He was classically handsome with dark eyes, hair, and skin. His face seemed chiseled out of marble but when he smiled the whole of his face lit up. He smiled a lot. Although my mom and dad were English professors my dad still took care of his body. He went to the college gym in the mornings before his classes. "Better than a cup of coffee for that jolt of energy in the morning," he would say when someone asked why he would work out so early. Just after I turned twelve I had walked into the kitchen earlier than I ever had before and caught my dad masturbating. I was confused as I didn't know what he was doing. His eyes were clenched closed, his robe opened to reveal his olive skin, his defined hairy chest and abs that weren't muscular but well maintained, a dark bush surrounding his hard cock. She loved her father but now she yearned in a different way, she sought to be loved by her father. She longed to know what he was doing and stepped closer which caused her father to hear her and jump. He closed his robe quickly and shamefaced, greeted her. "What were you doing," I had asked. He motioned to me to sit on the stool at the island. "I was thinking of you, actually. When I think of how pretty you've become my penis gets enlarged and it will stay that way until I relieve it." "Really, you think I'm pretty?" He came over to me and ran his hand along the side of my face, down my neck, and along my arms. "I think you're very pretty." He pulled his hand away from me and looked at the wall clock. "In fact, why don't I show you how pretty I think you are." "Okay," I gushed. He opened his robe again. His cock was still as hard as it had been when I had come downstairs. "See how hard my penis is?" "Yeah," I said, not able to take my eyes of it. I hadn't seen a penis before and it was so different from anything I had seen before. "A man's penis gets erect for differing reasons but mostly because blood has engorged it due to the man thinking of something he desires. A younger man will become engorged when he thinks of sex. That's usually all it'll take," my father started stroking himself slowly, "I think of the people I think are the prettiest in the world. Your mother and you," with that he poked me on the nose. I blushed. "There's prettier girls than me at school. Does your penis," I pointed at it, "get hard thinking of them?" "Nope, because you are the prettiest girl in the world and your mom is the prettiest woman in the world. It only gets engorged thinking of one of you. This morning I was thinking of you and then you materialized out of thin air." He had not stopped stroking himself as he talked to me. I couldn't help staring at it. It was so big. "Are all men's penis' that big?" He laughed. "Oh, honey. I'm very average at six inches." "Oh," I was disappointed. My daddy should be the biggest and strongest man in the world. "Don't look like that! The size of a man's penis is not all that important in the big scheme of things. A man's character, a man's intelligence, a man's moral compass, a man's empathy for his brother's and sister's show a man's true worth. This," he wags his dick at me, "is only good if the man and the ones he finds pretty are attracted to each other for more than just looks. Otherwise this," again wags his penis at me, "becomes rather worthless and floppy." "Okay." I didn't know what he was talking about, but his dick was still hard and pointy. I liked that. "You've never seen a penis?" "Just my brothers when we used to take baths, but they weren't that big." "No, they wouldn't have been, but Jay and Jack might be this big now." "Wow! What about Joshy?" "No, Josh is still too young yet," he then became quiet for a second while looking at me. "Do you want to touch it?" I nodded my head and reached my hand for his hard cock. My dad gasped as I closed my hand around his dick. Once my hand was on it I didn't know what to do so I just held it. My dad took my hand and began using my hand to stroke him. I slowly jerked him off, my hand going from the tip of his cock to the base and back. I did this for a few minutes as he looked from my face to my hand on his dick. I was still sitting on the stool and he was standing just slightly to my side as I stroked him. It was an odd experience looking back on it, but it felt so right feeling my dad's cock, stroking him like this. My dad was certainly enjoying it. "Tighten your hand a little more and stroke me faster. You can focus a little more on the tip than on the base. I get more pleasure from the tip." I tightened my grip and jerked him off faster than I had been. He opened his robe further and started playing with his chest and nipples while his other hand played with his balls. He started breathing heavier and began thrusting into my hand. "Don't stop, JoAnne, whatever happens don't stop." I continued jerking him off, but I didn't know what to expect. His thrusting had become harder and faster, his hands gripped his balls and he was squeezing one of his pecs. Then he came. I know now what he was doing but then I thought he was peeing. "Ewwww," I yelled and jumped away from him. With one hand he clasped my hand over my mouth and the other he continued jerking his cock as he pumped more and more cum onto the tile flooring. He pulled his hand away from my mouth. I looked dumbly at the soggy floor and his sagging cock. "What happened?" "I told you to not stop," he said angrily. He pulled his robe closed and tied it. Then grabbed a dish towel and began cleaning the floor. My mom walked quickly down the stairs and into the kitchen. "I heard yelling. What happened?" I stared at my dad, not knowing what to say. "There was a spider on the floor, JoAnne yelled, I spilled my milk, no harm done," he smiled at my mother. "Don't worry sweetie. They're more afraid of you than us of them." She smiled at me and walked back upstairs. My dad then explained all about cum, masturbation, and erections. "But try to give your brother's their privacy, they'll probably doing what I was doing in their bedrooms." Which is why I try to walk in on them when they're jerking off. After that morning I would get up early on Sunday mornings and sneak downstairs to help my dad. It evolved over the years from hand jobs to blow jobs. The first time I took my dad's cock in my mouth and swallowed his cum, he had this glazed over pure joy look on his face. He never had me undress or touch me while I sucked his dick. I once took my shirt off, so he could look at my breasts like Jay had but he told me to put my shirt back on. I did and kept sucking his cock as he wanted me to. Watching my father stir the batch of pancakes I got angry. Why hadn't he touched me or wanted to see me naked. He told me I was beautiful so why wouldn't he want to see all of me. It isn't fair. My dad, Jay, Josh. They all get me to suck their dicks, but they barely want to touch me. Sure, Jay and Josh have both eaten my pussy but neither wants to put their dicks in me and dad doesn't even want to see me topless. I stormed into the kitchen and sat on the stool, glaring at him. He looked up at me in surprise. Usually I come in and drop to my knees, open his robe, and suck his cock. I could already see that he had an erection from the tenting of his robe. "What's the matter, baby? You've been moping all week. I had hoped a breakfast sausage would make you feel better." Breakfast sausage was our little joke. I didn't think it was funny this morning. "Do you think I'm beautiful?" "You're the most beautiful girl in the world." He ran his hand down my face as he had the first time but this time I turned away from him. Hurt shown in his eyes at the rejection. "Then why don't you want to see my breasts?" "Because I don't want to see how you're turning into one of the most beautiful women in the world." His eyes full of sadness. "Soon, you'll be dating, then off to college, and then married with your own house and family to run. I guess, I don't want to be reminded of how grown up you're becoming." "Really," I gushed. "Yeah. But what brought this on?" I shrugged. I didn't want to tell daddy about Josh or Jay. "I know you've been having your periods now for a few years. Are you feeling unloved?" "What?" I had no idea what he was talking about. Sigh. "Is there a boy at school you really like?" I thought of Jay's friend Tom shirtless. "Yeah." "Do you wish you could do with him like what you do with me?" I wanted Tom badly. "Yeah." Another sigh. "Then you've almost all grown up and soon you'll know a man different than you've known your daddy." He goes back to stirring his pancake mix. "How about skipping church today so that I can teach you more about what women and men do?" "Really," I gushed again. "Yeah, I'll tell your mother that you aren't feeling well and instead of Jay staying home with you, I'll stay home." He reached down and untied his robe and opened it, "but how about you take eat your breakfast first." I go to my knees and blew my daddy good. He was cumming so hard and so fast I barely was able to swallow it all. After I cleaned up I quietly ran up to my room, turned the lights off, and jumped into bed. I heard the household coming alive shortly after, first with my brother, Josh, running for the shower and then down to have breakfast followed by Jack and then Jay. I heard my mom asking my dad about me and his voice carrying up the stairs that I wasn't feeling well, and he thought it best to stay home with me. It made me happy to hear Jay offer to stay home with me, probably hoping that I was faking again so we could fool around for a few hours like the day we snuck into Josh's bedroom closet. Daddy told him that it was not necessary since he would be staying home with me. After an hour of laying there I heard everyone heading out, the front door closing, car doors slamming shut, the van starting up, and pulling out. A quick beep of the horn and the family was off to church. I laid still as I could in the bed, waiting to hear my dad come to my room. My heart was beating, I had butterflies in my stomach, and I was starting to get clammy hands. There was a light tap on my door as my dad slowly opened the door. He came inside and looked down on me laying in my bright pink bed. He was still wearing his blue terry cloth robe as he sat down on the bed near my feet. I sat up, leaning against the pillows, and stared at my dad with the light coming in from the window illuminating him in the darkness of my room. He gave me a small, nervous smile. "I'm not sure this is a good idea, sweetie." My heart sank. "Please, daddy!" I lunged at him, grabbing his hands with mine. He sighed resigned to what he started. He pulled me up and kissed me on my forehead. "You want me to make you a woman?" I nodded vigorously. "Okay." I watched as he stood up and removed his robe. He was completely naked and his cock was erect. He turned the lights on and turned back to me. He was built different than Jay. He was leaner and less muscular than Jay but hairier and darker. He had a small matting of hair on his chest, with thick hair along his arms and legs. His pubic hair was bushy and thick with dark hairs. He sat back down on the bed. "Stand in front of me." He ordered me. I climbed out of bed and stood in front of him, feeling awkward. He gave his cock a quick pull. "I'm going to undress you, is that okay?" I nodded. I was wearing my normal pajamas which consists of a long t-shirt worn as a nightie which he lifted up and over my head. My contrasting blue bra and orange panties with white socks on display. I felt very exposed and awkward standing there in front of my dad in my underwear. I subconsciously went to cover my crotch with my hands when my dad pulled them aside and told me to hold my hands behind my back and stand straight. I did as he said. He let out a small groan as my breasts pushed out further when I stood up straight. "Undo your bra." He ordered. I unhooked my bra and it fell slightly forward but not off. He reached forward and pulled the bra off exposing my breasts which made him groan again. He dropped the bra on the floor and began squeezing my breasts with his hands, paying close attention to my nipples which had gone hard from the attention and from the exposure to the colder air. He leaned forward and gave each nipple a quick kiss followed by a brief lick with his tongue. I shuddered with pleasure. He then began sucking on my right nipple, playing with it with his tongue, giving me immense pleasure. His hands began moving down my sides until the thumbs were under the waistband of my underwear. He pulled away from me as he slowly pulled them down, revealing my pussy to him for the first time. My underwear wasn't even to the floor before his face was in my crotch, eating me, tasting me, savoring me completely. Dad didn't need to experiment with finding my clit, he found it right away sending waves of pleasure through my body. He stood up then, lifted me, and laid me gently on the bed. "I'm sorry, I think this is going to be quicker than I would have liked for your first time." He said softly as he pulled a condom on over his engorged head. He pulled a small bottle of lube from his robe and slathered himself up. "Normally a man won't use lube to have sex with you but for your first time I don't want to cause you any pain." He sat between my legs as he lifted them and opened them wide revealing my slit to him. His cock was barely inches away from being inside me and my stomach was quivering with anticipation. I wanted this so badly I whimpered. "Don't worry. I won't hurt you. We're going to take our time. Make sure you don't tense as a slip inside of you or it might hurt. Just relax and enjoy it." Then he slid forward and the tip of him was pressed against me, then he slid a little more forward until he was inside of me. He was looking into my eyes, nonverbally asking me if I was okay, I nodded, still whimpering at the joy of having my daddy's cock inside of me. He felt so much bigger inside of me. He slid forward again and didn't stop until I felt his balls resting against my ass and his crotch hair brushing against mine. He leaned forward, his arms resting on either side of my head. He lowered his head and gave me a quick kiss on the lips. Not a chaste father-daughter kiss, but a kiss shared between lovers. He began to slowly move his hips out and then back in as he moved he his head back down to me and we began kissing earnestly. I'd never kissed anyone like this before. Our tongues made love as our bodies made love. My daddy was making me a woman and showing his love for me in the most physical way. I wanted more. I twisted my legs around his back, I hugged him to me, my breasts squeezed against his hairy chest. He lifted his head from mine as he came hard into the condom. I could feel the condom expanding with the growing deposit being made. He fell into me as he caught his breath. He gave a few more pumps into me. He finally pulled out of me, smiling at me unknowingly, uncertain of my feelings. I gave him a huge grin, tilted forward and kissed him again. We made out for what seemed like hours but was in reality only minutes. His hands roaming over my body, spending a great deal of time with my breasts and pussy. He slowly massaged my clit as he brought me to orgasm. He laid down next to me on my small twin bed, his cock now flaccid and resting in the forest of his pubic hair, his arm wrapped around my waist and resting on my butt as I cuddled up against him. I wanted more but he warned me that he wasn't a young man anymore and it would take a little while before he would be able to make love to me again. "Don't do this with anyone you don't love," he warned, "and be wary of your brothers. They may want to do this too, but it is too dangerous for brothers and sisters to become intimate this way." "What about my breakfast sausage? Is that something I can do with them?" He looked down at my innocent eyes and smiled. "I guess, but one thing can easily lead to another. It's better if you only do this with me for now." "Okay daddy," I lied as I tucked up against him. He cuddled like that for an hour, even taking a small nap. I watched his chest rise and fall, the little hairs on his chest waving in the gentle breeze of my breathe on his chest. When he woke again he turned and looked at me. "I thought I had dreamed that I had made love to the most beautiful girl in the world. It wasn't a dream after all." He pulled away from me, "although I guess you're now one of the most beautiful women in the world." "One of?" "You and you're mother." He said lovingly. He then moved my hand down his hairy chest, down his hairy belly, to his hardening cock. I took it and began stroking him as he relaxed. "Climb on top of me." I sat up and moved to my legs were straddling him. He pulled another condom from his robe and slipped it on. He skipped the lube this time. I slowly sat down on his cock, impaling myself on him. I went slowly, easing him into me, but once I was all the way down to the base I began riding him energetically. The look on his face was priceless, his mouth and eyes were big Os and he tilted his head back as he began bucking his hips to meet my rhythm. My hands were digging into his chest as I bounced harder and faster drawing as much pleasure as I could from this. He came but I didn't care, I was too focused on the pleasure he was giving me. I continued riding him, feeling his hard cock inside me as I thrusted onto him over and over again. He began whimpering this time, begging me to stop, begging me to keep riding him, begging me... After I came we laid together again for a time. He was having a hard time catching his breath. "My little girl is now a woman," he said between gasps for air, "this stays between us, okay." I nodded again as we kissed once more before he climbed out of my bed, grabbed his robe, and headed for the shower.