“Cum Diaries” Story)
Diaries" are occasional fictionalized accounts
of stories told to me by my readers, in this case of my short
Dinner”. That began an ongoing conversation
with NB in Arizona about his experiences.
himself it was just an accident that first time, one of those
things that sometimes happen in a family when everyone is
absorbed in their own thoughts or activities and just not
Yet, for the
longest time, it was always the first thing that came into his
mind as he restlessly lay in the darkness, his dick stiffening
and aching the more he tried to think of something
else...anything else...before once again surrendering to his
fervid need. Much more happened since then but that first time
was the one burned into his mind and his psyche....
He backed into his
nearly twelve year old daughter's room through the already
half open door, carrying an armful of her laundered clothes,
thinking she was elsewhere. He turned and stopped in mid step,
seeing her standing in front of a full length mirror wearing
only a pair of plain white panties...panties that gloriously
emphasized her firm round hips by partly disappearing into the
tight crack of her developing pearl shaped ass.
So enthralled was he
by that sight it took him a full minute to realize she was
otherwise naked and was watching him in the mirror, smiling
mysteriously while twirling her barely protruding pink nipples
in her fingers.
"Oh, hi Daddy,"
she murmured softly and without embarrassment when he finally
caught her reflected eye in his. “Come look, I think my
boobies are finally starting to grow.”
She excitedly and
innocently proclaimed her newest, most natural, achievement
while his eyes settled on the pink nubs squeezed out between
She was his little
girl and...he suddenly realized in the most visceral way...she
was growing up.
He wasn't exactly a
stay at home Dad but he did work almost exclusively from his
home office and was usually there save for an occasional
business trip. Combined with the fact his wife liked working
the weekday 8:00 PM to 5:00 AM shift in a hospital about an
hour's drive away meant he was the one there most of the time
during the week when their daughter wasn't in school.
By default, he went to
the recitals and soccer games...sat through the PTA meetings
and the teacher conferences...helped with the homework and
fielded the occasional awkward question...sometimes wiped away
a tear and more often laughed or giggled...cooked the meals
and did the laundry.
He loved every minute
Ever since she was a
little girl, they had always been playfully touchy feely
around each other...tickling in the tub until, at six, she
decided she was a big girl and could shower by
herself...cuddling on the couch watching TV or reading a
book...splashing and dunking in the pool...gently hugging
before climbing into bed...kissing tenderly on the forehead
before turning out the light.
They always dressed
casually around the house, running shorts and a t-shirt for
him, yoga pants or shorts and a sleeveless top for her. In the
warmer weather, he would wear just his boxers and often, up
until then at least, she wore only her panties. Of course,
there were also the occasional yet unintentional encounters
when they walked in on each other in the bathroom or bedroom.
She had seen his dangling flaccid cock and she had seen her
hairless protruding mound and tight slit. Nothing was ever
made of such incidents, usually relegating them to accidents
to giggle and tease each other about.
“So, Daddy, what
do you think?” she asked unabashedly, pinching her
barely budding pink nipples so he could see them better.
guess...uh...you're...mmm...really starting to
really...uh...grow up,” he managed to stammer, his eyes
glued on those developing tits with the pile of laundry in his
hands concealing the growing bulge in his shorts.
“Do you think I
need a bra? I think I do. I need to get some bras, maybe some
lacy ones, like the other girls in my class,” she went
on excitedly, not at all concerned her father stood looking at
her growing tits as well as the way her ordinary cotton
panties outlined her protruding mons.
should talk to your mother,” he managed to mumble,
putting the clean clothes down on her bed and turning quickly
enough he hoped she didn't notice the way his shorts bulged or
the tiny wet spot staining the front.
He hurried away from
her, retreating to his office where he knew she wouldn't
disturb him when the door was closed. Without even realizing
he did it, he found his rigid dick in his hand, the vision of
his preteen daughter's budding nipples and protruding mound
overwhelming him. With just a few hard strokes, his sticky cum
erupted through his fingers to splatter on his shirt and
The next day he
mentioned to his wife that she should talk to their daughter
and perhaps take her shopping for some intimate undergarments.
While she was at it, could she also have the birds-and-bees
talk with the girl, an uncomfortable discussion he was sure he
couldn't get through without embarrassment...or arousal.
Two weeks later, he
found out he could escape neither.
She was sitting next
to him on the couch watching a movie they had both seen
before. His arm rested lightly on her shoulder as she nuzzled
her head under his arm.
“Can I ask you
something, Daddy?” she cooed, bending her neck to look
up at him with her wide brown eyes.
you can ask me anything,” he replied, looking down and
tightening his grip on her shoulder ever so slightly.
“Well, today we
had health class and they separated the boys and girls. Then
they talked about us growing up...and our bodies
changing...and...and...sex and stuff.”
you understand those things, Kitten,” he responded,
hugging her even tighter.
“I know, Mom
told me a lot of the same stuff, but not all of it like they
“OK, so what
didn't you understand?” he said with a deep sigh after a
moment, realizing there was no way he was escaping the coming
about sex but in different ways, like with a boy and girl or a
girl with a girl or boy with a boy and even all alone. They
showed us how to put a con...cond....”
“Yeah, a condom
on a banana like it was a boy's...,” she hesitated and
penis...to protect yourself from disease and help keep from
she added softly, “but no one would say how far a girl
could go with a boy.”
depends, Kitten, on the girl,” he answered quietly,
looking down and noticing for the not first time that night
the way her barely budding tits poked out against her shirt,
“but in general I would say only as far as a girl wants
to go because it is her body.”
she said quietly after a moment's thought.
“Did your mother
talk to you about birth control?”
“Yeah, she did.”
whispered in response, fervently hoping the discussion was at
something else,” she chimed in after a few moments of
silence, “what about having sex with another girl?”
too. There's lots of different ways to love others and have
sex, so you should feel free to experiment. That doesn't mean
you only like girls.”
She seemed to think
about that for a few minutes and he was about to tell her to
go get ready for bed when she turned to him with another
talked about mas...mas...touching yourself...down there.”
word is masturbation,” he said, feeling a familiar
twinge in his own groin, “it's a perfectly normal thing
to do and almost everyone does.”
she exclaimed, a smile growing on her face.
he responded with a toothy grin, “in fact, when I was
growing up they used to tell us not to do it or we would go
“They did? What
did you do?”
listen,” he laughed and opened his arms to give her a
hug, “and I didn't go blind either.”
She laughed along with
him but he was sure he saw a devilish glint in her eye.
Daddy, you helped a lot,” she declared, standing next to
him and giving him a warm hug and fleeting kiss on his lips.
He held her close for
a moment, letting his hand rest on her taut ass before sending
her off to shower and bed with a gentle swat. He sat silently
thinking about that discussion drinking a beer until he heard
the shower stop.
Then he walked into
her bedroom to kiss her goodnight just as she pulled a sheer
nightie over her head, getting yet another quick glimpse of
those budding pink nipples and the prominent mound clearly
pressing against her thin cotton panties.
The next morning, he
found those panties entangled in the sheets on her bed as he
got ready to do the laundry. When he picked them up, he
thought they were slightly damp. He raised them to his nose,
nearly overcome when he initially inhaled the scent of his
young daughter's sex mixed with just a hint of her piss in the
slightly stained gusset.
“My god, she
played with herself in these last night, masturbated herself
to an orgasm before kicking them off,” he groaned to
Without a thought, he
took a few more deep whiffs of that intoxicating aroma,
pressing the soiled panties to his nose with one hand while
pushing down his running shorts. He stroked his throbbing cock
with the other until his cum sprayed on his daughter's sheets.
When he was finally done, he wiped up the remainder with those
panties before taking everything to the laundry.
At that moment, he
resolved to pay a lot more attention to her developing body
He stood leaning
against the door frame to her bedroom, patiently waiting for
her to notice he was there. He was in no hurry at all.
She sat with her back
to the headboard of her bed engrossed in something on her
tablet. Her knees were pulled up and pressed together with her
ankles splayed open.
He had a perfect view
of her powder blue panties pulled up tightly into her pussy
slit and the little spot staining the gusset.
“Oh, hi Daddy,”
she said cheerfully when she finally saw him standing there,
making no move at all to conceal the panties covering her
exposed pussy from him. “What's up?”
“You're room is
a real mess...again...or should I say...still,” he
grinned at her, picking up a pair of her lacy panties that lay
crumpled on the floor and lifting them to his nose.
“You say that
every time you come in here,” she laughed, dropping her
legs so he could see the way the nipples poked out from her
nicely developing tits through the thin fabric of the shirt
she was wearing. “And why do you sniff my panties every
“I told you a
million times, so I can tell how much detergent I need to use
to get them clean, especially the ones that are older...and
stained a lot more,” he grinned back at her and
slingshot the panties in his hand at her like a rubber band.
She giggled and ducked
before throwing the bra she must have taken off when she came
home at him. They both laughed heartily as he stepped closer
and sat own next to her on the bed.
In the little over
three years since he first saw her nipples beginning to bud,
he made a point of being playful with her in every way he
could imagine. He openly sniffed her panties and bras,
examining them and her other clothing carefully in front of
her, telling her he was checking to see if they were worn out
or needed extra washing.
He kidded her, asking
if her butt was lopsided or she was just standing that way on
purpose, swatted her ass when sending her off to do her
homework or get ready for bed and conditioned her to not lock
her door or be surprised when he walked in on her unannounced
or without knocking.
She usually just
laughed and called him silly. He just gave her a goofy grin,
knowing he would soon see her at least partial nude again like
he did almost every day.
Ever since she started
grade school, she played soccer in one season and competitive
swimming in the other. As a result, she often came home a
little sore and he was happy to oblige her with a deep
massage. She was comfortable enough with him to only wear
panties when he massaged her.
“How are the
legs today?” he asked, reaching over to gently rub her
“I'll need a
massage before I sleep,” she answered, smiling at him,
“you always make me feel so good.”
I'll get the lotion while you take a shower. By the way, this
came today and I thought you might want to see it.”
He handed her a small
package he'd kept hidden behind his hip, sitting back with a
bright smile as she tore it open.
thank you,” she exclaimed, pulling a lacy black thong
from the package, one he knew would barely cover her prominent
mound and would disappear entirely in her ass crack, “just
like the ones we saw online.”
She leaned forward to
give him a kiss on his cheek, giving him an unobstructed view
of her stiff nipples down the front of her shirt. He sat back
with his dick twitching in his running shorts as she dumped
out the rest of the package, one more black thong, two more a
dark blue and one each powder blue and lime green. He was
partial to the dark colored ones since he could better see any
crusted pussy juices or other secretions after she wore them.
The lighter colored ones had the advantage of making any wet
spots clearly visible when she had them on.
He sent her to take a
shower, telling her to get him in his office when she was
After closing the door
he reached into his desk and pulled out a pair of her soiled
panties he always kept there. He deeply inhaled her scent
while stroking himself, quickly hardening until he shot his
cum into those panties, something he did each night before
massaging her to keep himself from shooting unintentionally on
He barely finished
when she knocked on the door. He opened it to see her standing
with a towel wrapped around her body just above her tits.
Daddy,” she cooed softly, turning to walk back into her
own room, her ass swaying provocatively.
He followed closely
behind her with a bottle of lotion in hand, relieved he
probably wouldn't get hard again while with her. She stopped
at the side of her bed, turned and smiled devilishly at him.
Without a word she dropped the towel around her ankles,
standing there wearing only the lacy black thong.
“Do you like it,
Daddy?” she asked huskily at first turning from side to
side before pirouetting around in a full circle, her tits
flopping freely. “I love them, they're so sexy.”
“Yes, you look
amazing in them, very...uh...grown up,” he answered,
already feeling a faint tingle in his balls, “but you
might want to make sure your mother doesn't see them.”
“Oh I won't,
Daddy, I'll wear them just for you,” she giggled,
stepping close and giving him a quick tender kiss on the lips
before laying down on her stomach on the bed.
For a moment he just
gawked at her essentially bare ass, the back string of the
thong disappearing between her taut round ass cheeks as he had
imagined. He started at her neck, gently but firmly rubbing
the lotion into her smooth skin, feeling her muscles slowly
relax, letting his fingertips brush over the sides of her
flattened tits. He stopped when he got to the small of her
“It might be a
good idea to take these off so I don't stain them with the
lotion,” he cooed softly into her ear, snapping the side
string of the thong against her hip.
muttered lowly without hesitating or looking up at him, just
raising her hips.
He hooked his fingers
in the sides of the thong and slowly pulled it down over her
ass and thighs. The lacy fabric stuck between her tight pussy
lips for just a second, causing his dick to twitch again.
As he usually did, he
started at her right foot and slowly worked his way up until
the sides of his finger almost brushed against the sides of
her mons. She groaned contentedly, spreading her legs enough
he got a glimpse of the pink inner flesh glistening with her
He stopped and went to
the left foot, repeated the slowly movement toward her cunt
even as she groaned again. Then he started firmly massaging
both of her ass cheeks, dragging one thumb then the other up
through her ass crack from just above her pussy until it
finished at her lower back. Each time he passed over her
puckered asshole, she moaned again. Finally he stopped with
both hands resting on her ass.
“That feels so
good, Daddy,” she moaned softly, turning to look at him.
Kitten, to do anything that makes you feel good,” he
responded, kissed her tenderly on the cheek and quickly left
the room with her still laying naked on her bed before she
could see his bulging hard on.
He couldn't get into
his office fast enough. The office was simply the converted
bedroom next to hers, one with the advantage that, by turning
an air vent in the wall in her room around, he was able to
watch her bed...watch her routinely masturbate herself to a
body quivering orgasm almost every night. He'd made a point of
positioning her on the bed so he was looking up directly
between her spread legs.
She was still on her
stomach when he stepped up to the vent and peered into her
room. The difference was she had one hand underneath her and
down between her legs. For a few moments, she continued that
way, her hips churning more and more until she flipped over on
With her knees drawn
up, she gently slapped her pussy a few times before dragging
her finger up through the moist slit to circle around her
clit. As she pinched a stiff nipple, her finger moved faster
and faster. She moaned lowly and thrashed her hips, taking the
hand from her tit to stuff two fingers as deep as she could
manage into her pussy.
His own hand moved
faster on his throbbing dick. He watched her back arch and let
out a deep groan before stifling his own cry with the back of
his hand. He kept stroking himself even as he went limp until
she stopped fondling her pussy and tits.
Over the next few
months, she became more comfortable with him massaging her
while she was completely nude. For his part, he became less
concerned she might notice the way his shorts bulged while he
touched her. He even went so far as to smear some of his cum
in her panties, but she didn't seem to notice.
She started wearing
more revealing clothes. He loudly pretended to be outraged to
his wife, calling some of the outfits trashy. His wife simply
told him to leave it alone, that's what girls her age were
wearing these days and making a scene would only make her want
those things even more.
In private, he made
jokes with his daughter, telling her the outfits would drive
the boys crazy and she should have pity on them. Then he would
smile and lightly pat her ass so she would take it as a joke.
She beamed, telling
him he was only saying that because he was her Dad. He hugged
her tightly, reminding her that he was also a guy. Her smile
One day, he was
standing at her dresser, putting away her underwear and
examining a lacy bra carefully when she came in after school.
She hugged him from behind, pressing her growing tits firmly
into his back. He turned and looked at her critically for a
moment with the bra still in one hand.
“I think we need
to get you some new bras,” he stated flatly, “we'll
have to check how to size them correctly.”
responded, casually pulling her shirt off, unhooking her bra
and letting it fall to the floor around her ankles, “show
me what you think.”
She stood there
topless, the pink in her nickle sized nipples morphed to a
light tan, an impish grin creeping across her face.
“Uh, get the
lotion,” was all he could think to say as he sat down on
her bed with his dick throbbing in his shorts.
She fished the bottle
out of the nightstand and stood in front of him, the outside
of her thighs barely pressing against the inside of his knees.
After warming the
lotion in his hands, he cupped her right tit, rubbing the
lotion all over and twirling the nipple with his thumb. She
squirmed a little and the nipple stiffened. He moved his hand
to the underside, hefting her tit, surprised by its weight. He
then did the same with the left breast. He knew from the way
she squirmed and the slight aroma of her sex that she was
aroused by his touch. His cock throbbed in his shorts
wondering if she knew that he knew.
“DD at the very
least,” he joked, still holding the full weight of her
left tit in his hand.
“Oh, Daddy, it's
barely even a B,” she giggled but not pulling away as he
gently thumbed the nipple again.
When he was done, he
suggested they go online soon to find some bras and matching
panties that fit her better, again quickly escaping to his
office while she changed her clothes.
Later that night, she
asked him to massage her. When he got to her room, she was
already laying on her stomach naked, with her legs spread wide
enough he could see a hint of the pink inner flesh of her
pussy. His cock stiffened in his linen pajama bottoms, the
only thing he was wearing, even before sitting down next to
her. He was rubbing the last of the lotion into both her ass
cheeks when he impulsively decided to make a bold move.
“Roll over and
I'll do your front too,” he said as casually as he could
with his heart pounding, expecting her to object.
Instead, she turned
her head to look up at him with a wan smile for a very long
moment and then rolled over on her back. For a few seconds, he
just stared at her pancaked tits and the light peach fuzz of
hair topping her pussy he didn't even realize was there.
He started at her neck
and shoulders, slowly working down one arm at a time with her
hand resting on his bare chest. When he reached her fingers,
he brought her hand to his mouth and lightly kissed her
With her arms done, he
turned his attention to her chest, cupping and fondling each
of her tits in both hands, tenderly rubbing his palms over her
erect nipples. She squirmed a little at the each touch,
letting out a low moan. His cock was rock hard, visibly
pressing out against the thin fabric of his pajama bottoms.
He looked up at her
face. She was staring at that growing bulge.
eyes, Kitten,” he laughed, blushing despite his
excitement with his hard on just inches from her face.
why's that?” she giggled, as he dug his fingers into her
right thigh just inches from her protruding mound.
but that's just what a sexy woman can do to a guy,” he
muttered lowly but making no attempt to conceal the throbbing
“You think I'm
sexy, Daddy?” she cooed, unconsciously reaching up to
gently swirl her own left nipple in two fingers.
“Yes, Kitten, I
think you're the sexiest girl I know,” he gulped, “and
this is how guys react to a sexy girl.”
she murmured softly, her eyes still locked on his rigid cock
pressing out from his pajamas.
“You know, do
you?” he responded in mock horror, giving her other
nipple a playful tweak, “I guess we'll have to talk
about what you know, but right now there's something I really
need to go do.”
He bent forward and
kissed her forehead before standing. Her eyes never left his
erection swaying from side to side as he moved.
she called out just as he reached the door, “see you in
the morning...I hope.”
His cock twitched and
he just knew there was a precum stain on the front of his
pajamas. With that statement, he realized she knew he was
hurrying off so he could jerk off.
He peered through the
vent watching her masturbate with his throbbing cock in his
hand. She hadn't moved from where he left her, slowly
fingering her pussy with one hand and squeezing and rubbing
her tit and nipple the same way he had a little earlier. His
cum erupted imagining her remembering his hands fondling her
Kitten," he said to her the next morning after giving her
a warm hug before she left for school, “if you want the
massages to stop, they're stopped.”
replied almost instantly with a sly gleam in her eye, “I
like them...a lot.”
he responded without a thought.
“Yeah, I saw,"
she giggled, not even trying to pull away from his playful
swat on her ass.
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