Date: Sat, 22 Oct 2022 19:42:20 -0400 (EDT) From: ShortStories@PlayTime69.e4ward.com Subject: Seeing, Sparks an Interest This story is 100% fiction and is for mature readers only. If you are under 18 please leave now. Please note that all my stories are written for enjoyment only and not intended to give anyone ideas on what to do, what to try, or who to do things with. The actions taken in my stories should stay in your mind only and not expanded to real life situations. This story is a fantasy involving two young girls and a teenage boy. You can see a list of all my stories on the authors page under the author, Playtime69. All comments are appreciated and can be emailed to ShortStories@PlayTime69.e4ward.com. Please identify what story you are talking about when you send me a message. Even though I do not respond to all emails I do read them all and have used some of your suggested ideas in my stories. I also will write new stories with your suggested ideas. Just send me your ideas to address above with as little or as much information as you want to tell me including names, ages, sexes, positions, relationships, and what section on Nifty you want the story to go, etc. I will see what I can do with it. If you want to name the story that is fine too. Just make sure the information is yours and not from someone else's story. Thanks for reading. Please, find it in your heart to donate to nifty at https://donate.nifty.org/ without them we would not have a safe place to deposit and read such great stories. This story's main idea and part of the information came from one of my readers. I took their information and worked it into the story you see here. I hope you enjoy this story about how a young girl grows up fast because of what she saw. Seeing, Sparks an Interest by: Playtime69 "What are you looking for?" Kelly asked me as I frantically looked for something in my overnight bag. After I had been through my entire bag and it was not there I answered, "My book. I have been reading a certain book each night before I go to bed. I am at a really good part and wanted to find out what happens next." "Did you find it?" She then questioned. "No. I must have forgot it." I said with a hint of disgust. "Oh, well, too late now. Everyone is in bed and your house is all locked up." Kelly then said. Then I thought, "I can still go get it." I said with an evil smile. "How are you going to get into your house? You aren't about to wake your parents just for a stupid book are you?" My best friend commented. "First, it is not a STUPID book, and second, Daddy leaves the side door unlocked when I am over her in case I have an emergency. I will just sneak out of your house, sneak into my house, and get the book. Then I will sneak out of my house and sneak back into your house." I told her. "That must be a good book to go to all that trouble and what if you get caught?" She then asked. I looked at her with a smile and said, "I just won't get caught." With that I left her room and quietly went past her parents' room. I carefully unlocked their side door and walked out into the late night air. It then hit me, all I had on was my short tank top and my bikini panties. Too late now, maybe no one will see me. I looked around and seeing no one walking down the sidewalk, I quickly ran to my house. I slowly tried the door and just as I expected, it was unlocked. I quietly opened the door and went inside. Most of the lights were out but I saw the light from the TV so I figured my parents were watching a movie. I tiptoed through the kitchen, down the hall, and into my bedroom. I found the book I had forgot and with my heart now beating a mile a minute, I went back down the hall and into the kitchen. I was just about to put my hand on the doorknob to leave when I heard noise coming from the living room. Once my mind deciphered the noise I figured out it was my dad. He grunted real loud. I could not figure out if it was a bad grunt or a good grunt but it did not sound normal. I wanted to make sure things were alright so I slipped to the doorway from the kitchen into the living room. Making sure I stayed hidden I looked in and what I saw took me by surprise. There on the floor with his head toward the TV was my dad. He was on his hands and knees like a dog. He was even naked like a dog. That part really did not bother me. It was not like we all walked around naked but we sure were not embarrassed about our bodies either. What did surprise me was that behind my dad was my mother. She too was naked but had some type of belt or harness around her and she was pressed up against my dad's butt. I really had no idea what they were doing. I thought it might have been a game they were playing or possible some type of therapy. I stood and watched as Mom pulled back from Daddy and the lunged forward. With each lunge, Dad grunted. "Right there, Baby. You are so good with that strap-on. Feels really good. Now give it to me harder." Dad begged. Being only 9 years old, I had been protected from things like that, so I was confused but then on the other hand I seemed to want to watch but did not know why. I stood and watched as they continued to do things I had never seen before. It was getting late and figured I had better leave before I got caught. I backed out away from the door I had been watching from and headed to the door I had entered the house through. I quietly opened the door and walked out. I took one step and found myself face to face with Kelly. I jumped back and yelped in surprise. "Shelly, shhhhhhhhh, before someone hears us." Kelly quickly said. "You scared me. Why are you out here?" I questioned. "It got late and I was worried you got caught. Did you get your book?" She asked. I held up the book so she could see saying, "Got it." We headed back through the yards sneaking back into Kelly's house and into her room. Both our hearts were pounding as she closed her bedroom door. We both giggled, knowing that what we had just done was against the rules. "What took you so long?" Kelly asked me. Now that was a difficult question to answer. I could not tell her what I had seen, even though she was my best friend. I could not tell her because I did not even know myself. I wanted to tell her and would once I knew what I had seen but for now I was just going to have to fake it. I made up some stupid excuse that she seemed to buy. "You sure are acting funny. Are you sure you are ok?" Kelly continued to question. "Yeah. Guess I am just tired." I again just made something up. We got into bed and I began to read my book, not really knowing what I was reading. "You know you are going to have to let me read it when you finish. I just have to know what was so important to do what we just did." She giggled. "Ok." I sharply said as I tried to read. That night when the lights were out and I was trying to fall asleep, I began to think of what I saw and how I was going to figure things out. Just before I fell asleep I decided that The next day, Sunday, when I got home I would do some searching on the internet to try to figure out what my parents were doing. The next morning things were back to normal and it was like nothing had happened. After lunch I packed my stuff up and walked back home. The weekend was over, at least for our sleepover. I got home and put my stuff away. It was really weird. Mom and Dad were just like they were before my sleepover almost like nothing had happened. I guess looking at it from their eyes nothing had happened. I knew better. I just was not sure what. I helped Mom fix dinner and soon we were eating together. Daddy asked what all I had done and I gave him all the answers I knew he wanted to hear. I just left out the part about sneaking into the house the night before. After dinner I went to my room and turned on my computer. "Now to get to work." I thought to myself. I did some searches, "Doggie," "Male, Female, Doggie," "Male, Female, Doggie, Harness." Nothing I tried came up with anything. I was hoping to get some pictures or some type of description as to what I had witnessed. I sat there and thought, "What and I missing?" I ran over the things I had seen in my mind. Ok, what about what I heard? Lots of grunts, big help that is. "What was it that Dad said?" I asked myself out loud. "Strap-on." I then answered myself. Out of ideas, I figured I would give it a shot. I searched "Man, Woman, Doggie, Strap-on." My eyes lit up when some of the first hits were videos. Great. Now I can at least see some ideas to see if that is the same as I had seen. I clicked on the first link and a big pop-up came to the screen. "You must be 18 years old to enter this site. Are you 18? Yes. No." Part of me said to run and hide and get off that page. But a more curious side told me to say I was 18 to see what it was all about. How were they going to be able to check anyway. I clicked the box, Yes. It was a good thing I was alone. My eyes got big and my face turned red. I could not believe what I was seeing. Was this what my parents were doing? I watched as the woman put on some type of a contraption with a penis looking thing in front. She put some slippery stuff on it and rammed it into the guy's butt. No wonder my dad grunted. I bet that hurt when that thing went inside him there. After a while I figured out that this was what they were doing. Now that I got to see several angles I knew what they were doing but did not know why. I continued to watch the guy getting the strap-on shoved in and out of his bottom hole as the woman reached around and grabbed hold of his penis. She then began to play with it until he shot out this white stuff. They then laid down together and cuddled. "It looked like the guy really enjoyed what she had done to him." I thought to myself not knowing why he liked it though. I watched some other videos using a strap-on. Some had two guys in it, some had two women in it. One even had the guy wearing the strap-on and he used it on the girl. It did not matter who was using it or who it got used on, they all seemed to enjoy it. As I worked my way through the videos, they seemed to get further away from the topic until I was watching two girls doing stuff to each other. The naked girls would touch each other and some even had the two girls licking each other's privates. That was when I got off that site. "That is gross!" I thought to myself. "Why would one girl want to stick her face between another girl's legs? That is just sick." I figured. Now that I know, am I going to tell Kelly what I saw? She might think I was sick or something. She might even tell my mom. I was going to have to give this some thought before I told my best friend. I knew she was older but by only a few months. I really did not know if being a few months older would give her that much more knowledge or not. Over the next month I debated the question. I got really close to telling her but could not make myself do it. I went back to the site several times, finding myself more and more interested in what I was watching. The more I watched the more I began to wonder what it was like to have a hot tongue inside me and a pair of cute young lips sucking me down there. I began to get a funny feeling between my legs as I watched the videos. I even caught myself rubbing my privates as I watched. Eventually I had no choice. I made up my mind to tell my best friend, Kelly what I had seen and what I had found out. When everyone was in bed but us at the next sleep over we had at Kelly's house I said, "Remember that night I forgot my book?" "How could I forget that night? You better not be thinking of doing it again." She warned me. Giggling I replied, "No. But I saw something that I did not tell you about." "What? Your parents doing it?" She blindsided me by saying. Now that she had taken me off track I had to know more. "No. Why? Have you see your parents doing it?" I asked. "A couple times. No big deal. They never found out I saw them though." She admitted. I sat there listening not saying a word. I now wondered if what I was going to say was going to sound babyish or not. Eventually I broke down and told her all about what I had seen. I then told her about the website I had found. Finally, I told her about watching the two girls together. Kelly had a hard time believing anything I had told her, especially about what my mom was doing to my dad. I had her turn her computer on and I took her to the site. I made sure she answered the question the right way so we could get in on her computer. Her mouth opened and her eyes got big as we watched what was going on. We got to the ones where a guy was doing a guy and out of nowhere and possibly by mistake she said, "My brother, Mark, would probable enjoy that." It was my turn to be surprised. "Why do you say that?" I quickly asked. Hearing my question she realized she had just told me a secrete. Too late now. The cat was out of the bag and I was not going to quit until I got the whole story. She told me that several months ago she had opened her brother's bedroom door and he was naked on his bed. His thingy was sticking up and her brother was stroking it up and down. The thing was that he was watching two guys having sex on his computer. "Wow. Your 15 year old brother is gay?" I probed. "I do not think so. He has a girlfriend so I think he is Bi." She said. "Bi?" I questioned, wondering what that meant. "Yeah. He likes both guys and girls." She answered. "Oh." I replied wondering if that was what my dad was. Kelly still had a hard time believing me about what I had seen and told me to prove it. I told her that Sunday morning I would go over and find it in their room and show her. I knew my folks would go shopping while I was next door so I figured it would give me time to get it and show her before taking it back. Sunday morning we got up and ate breakfast before getting dressed for the day. Once we were dressed we went outside to play but really we were waiting for my parents to leave. Right on schedule they left. I waved to them as they backed out of the driveway. Making sure they both were in the car and were out of sight, I entered the house from the side door. Kelly stayed outside just in case her parents came out looking for us. I made my way to my parents' bedroom and carefully looked around. Finally, in a plastic tote under their bed I found what I was looking for. I found the strap-on and some other things but none of the other thing mattered to me at that point in time. I grabbed the strap-on and headed to the door. Just before I walked outside I came to my senses and figured it was probably not a good idea to walk across the yard with the strap-on in plain sight. I grabbed a bag from the kitchen, placed the item in it, and walked out the door. "Got it!" I called out as I headed back to Kelly's house. We rushed back inside but as we passed her mom we were stopped. "I have to go out for a little bit. Your dad is playing golf so he will be gone most of the day. Mark will be here if you need anything. Be good and do not cause him any trouble, ok?" Kelly's mother told us. "Sure." Kelly quickly replied. Knowing her mother was about to leave we decided to put it in her room and wait. It was not long and we were basically alone in the house. Kelly and I went into her room and shut the door. I pulled the strap-on out of the bag and with a loud voice Kelly said, "Wow! You were not lying!" We began to try to figure out how to put it on. I guess we were getting pretty loud and just as we got it in the right position on my body the bedroom door flew open. I swung around to see who it was and along with my swing the fake penis went with me. I was now face to face with Kelly's 15 year old brother. My fake penis pointing right at him as we all tried to figure out who was going to talk first. One good thing was we had put the strap-on over my shorts so at least my body was clothed but still... Mark looked down at the fake penis sticking out from my crotch and said, "What the fuck?" I guess that just about summed it up. Kelly then quickly took the lead and began yelling at her brother for barging into her room without knocking first. He then began to complain that we were too loud and that was why he walked in like he did. I guess he had taken all the yelling from his sister he was going to take and began to send out some threats. "Just wait till Mom hears what you two were playing with." He started off by saying. "If you tell then I will tell Mom that you were jacking off while watching two guys having sex on the computer." Kelly counter attacked. I just stood off to the side to see who was going to win. This had now turned to a family thing and since I was not family and that I was only 9 years old I figured it would be best if I just stayed out of it. "Hey, that was supposed to be our secrete!" Mark yelped. "Too late now." Kelly came back with. "Truce?" Mark pleaded. "Truce." Kelly agreed. "Where did the strap-on come from anyway?" Mark then asked. Now that I was in the middle I figured I had better answer this question, "It is my parents' strap-on. I snuck it out of the house to show Kelly." Mark now playing the big person in the room commented, "I bet you two do not even know how to use it." "I bet we do, but it is too big for us to use on each other. What say we try it out on you?" Kelly suggested. I could not believe what I was hearing. What did Kelly want me to do? Use it on her brother? The thing was that when I heard the idea I got a funny feeling between my legs. Kind of like the feeling I would get when I watched two girls licking each other on the computer. I was so surprised by what was being said I could not even speak. I just stood there with my fake penis sticking straight out. "You would like that wouldn't you?" Mark then commented with something I did not think he would say. Maybe Mark was Bi. He sure was not saying he did not want it inside his butt. Then again, he was not saying he did either. The two of them went a few more rounds when it finally came to a finale. "If you two girls will lick each other's pussy then I will let you fuck me in the ass with that thing." Mark blurted out. "I am not going to do that to my own brother. That is just sick." Kelly stated. "Well then Shelly can fuck me in the ass but you two still have to lick each other first so I can watch." Mark then agreed to the changes. Kelly and I moved to the other side of the room and whispered to each other as we talked about what he wanted us to do. We really did want to see how it worked and his butt was the only thing we had to try it out on at that time. Secretly, I did want to have my privates licked and was not really opposed to licking Kelly either. Just the thoughts of doing it brought back the feelings I got when I saw two women on the computer doing it. Eventually we agreed. We walked back closer to Mark and Kelly told him we agreed to his terms. It looked like he liked the idea because his little thingy began to grow in his loose shorts. It was now pushing out the front and had become very noticeable. "Ok strip then." Mark demanded. I had not even thought about it until he said that. I was going to have to be naked in front of my best friend's brother. I did think he was cute and I had wondered what he looked like naked but that was as far as it went. Being only 9 years old I had just begun to think of things like that and had no experience and had never seen anything about sex except what I had seen on the computer. Before I could say anything, Kelly was down to her panties. "Too late now." I thought to myself. I began to take my clothes off too. First, I had to remove the strap-on then my shirt, shorts, and finally my panties. Kelly and I were now naked. We had seen each other naked many times. We had even showered together some when we were in a hurry. But, we had never done anything sexual, we had not even touched each other down there before. "Ok. Now do it." Mark commanded. Kelly got on her bed and I moved between her legs while placing my privates on her face. I was just trying to do what I had seen the two women doing on the computer. I took a close look at what I was about to put my mouth on. I found it interesting to look at but was not sure it was all that exciting. Maybe I was too young to get turned on by another girl's privates or maybe girls in general would never get me going. I just did not know. "Come on already!" Mark snapped. I lowered my head and took a sniff first. I knew that dogs did that when they were first checking something out. It did not stink but I could not place the smell either. I stuck my tongue out and gave her slit a lick. From the other end of the bed I heard Kelly give a quiet moan as she jumped a little. I gave a harder longer swipe of my tongue. She again moaned but did not jump that time. Then she did it to me. Without even thinking, when she licked my slit I let out a low sexual moan of pleasure. The next thing I knew we both had our tongues deep inside each other's privates. What I did to her she did to me. I licked a while then I shoved my tongue inside her hole as far as I could get it. I used my fingers to pull her lips apart so I could either get inside further or so that I could get to her little baby clit. We licked and sucked. We played and fingered. And, we nibbled and bit each other's clit. I guess we had been playing for almost a half an hour when I began to get this funny feeling. It was a feeling of pleasure building inside my body. The stronger the feeling got the more I wanted something further inside my hole. I began to press my head harder into her face while moving it side to side. She too was forcing her privates harder into my face followed by louder moaning from each of us. It must have really been a sight to behold. Two little girls having oral sex with each other. Neither of us knowing what to do or what was happening. We just knew it felt good and was trying to make movements that made it even feel better. We soon must have hit the top because both of our bodies shook, our hearts were pounding so hard we thought we were going to have a heart attack, and we were each moaning so loud that if anyone had been home they would have heard. A few minutes later things seemed to be back to normal. Out of nowhere we heard a voice say, "Wow! That was fucking awesome!" I jumped up and looked around. Mark was standing right there watching. He had this huge bump in his pants. His eyes glued to my young hairless privates which then switched to look at his sister's hairless crotch. I had completely forgot he was watching and felt totally embarrassed when I remembered. When I got my thoughts together and remembered that Kelly and I did it just so I could stick the strap-on inside her brother's butt I commented, "My turn now!" In an instant he was naked and on all fours ready to be poked. He asked if I had lube to which I said I did not. He jumped up and ran and got some making sure his hole was ready to be penetrated. Kelly helped me get the strap-on around my waist and also lubed it up. I got on my knees behind him and began to shove it inside. "Hey! Take it easy!" Mark yelped. "Sorry." I replied. I took it slower and grabbed hold of the penis attached to the strap-on and lined it up with Mark's butthole. I pushed it in just a little. It was not easy and I could tell Mark was having some discomfort. He told me to pull it back out and add more lube, which I did. I put it back in and with a little more force I was able to get the head of the penis inside his hole. He told me not to pull it back out and to shove it in further then to pull back and just to keep working it in and out but not to pull the head out until I was finished. I worked the penis in and out until the balls attached to the base of the penis was pressed against his balls. Now doing what I saw my mom do to my dad I began to really pump it in and out of his hole. I was pounding him so hard I could hear the slapping sound of my body hitting his. "Yes! Yes! Right there! Please do not stop!" Mark begged. I was getting pretty tired but he sounded pretty desperate so I forced myself to keep going. It was only a couple more minutes when I saw him shake as he loudly moaned that he was just about to cum. A few more pumps and his butt bounced up and down like he was rubbing something inside. With a loud grunt his head fell to the bed and his butt pushed back hard against the strap-on. With a lot of moaning and grunting it was over. He pull away from me and the penis. I had not even noticed until the penis was completely out of his butt that there was a puddle of cum on the bed. "Yuck!" Kelly screeched. "You had better clean up that mess!" She then warned. Mark smiled and quickly went face first into the puddle. He lapped it up like a dog lapping water from a bowl. "That is gross." His sister groaned. "I love the taste of boy cum. Direct from the tap is better but this is ok too. You want to try it?" Mark asked. "Sick. You are my brother." Kelly sharply said. Looking at me, he then said, "Sally, you want to try it?" Being curious, I moved around and slipped my tongue into the puddle. "It is ok. Can I try it from the tap now?" Chuckling he said, "It is not that easy. I cannot cum again that soon. You can suck on it though. There might be some left in the shaft." I was going to give it a try. I moved around and slipped the head of his thin 4.5" dick into my mouth. I sucked a few drops out commenting that he was right and it did taste better fresh. "You are both sick." Kelly said. Then after a pause she added, "Shelly. You think you better get the strap-on put back before your parents get home." "Yeah. I guess I should." I told her. What I really wanted to do was to let Mark cum inside my mouth. I would not have even fought him off if he wanted to touch me. I knew with him just turning 15 years old and me being only 9 that he was not going to have much to do with me. He had a girlfriend that was 13 and figured they were already having sex so I knew I did not stand a chance. Mark finished cleaning up his mess while Kelly helped me take the strap-on off. We all got dressed and since no one was home here and my parents were not home I just picked up the strap-on and headed home. I told Kelly I would be right back. With that I was out the door and on my way home. I entered the house from the side door and headed though the kitchen on my way to my parents' room. The strap-on in open sight as I headed though the door to get to their bedroom. What I did not know was Mom and Dad had got back from shopping and since I was not paying attention to what time it was I about walked right into Mom as she entered the kitchen as I was trying to exit the kitchen. Mom looked down and seeing their toy in my hands, she freaked. "What are you doing with that? Have been going through our stuff? Well, have you?" She hit me with a barrage of questions. At that point I did not know what to say. I knew better than to lie. I also knew she had caught me red handed. I had no excuse and there was nothing I could say to get me out of trouble. The best I could do was say I was sorry. "That is not going to do it. Did you use it on anyone?" Mom then asked. Again I knew better than to lie but I was terrified of what she was going to do if I told her I had used it on Mark's butthole. After thinking about the options I told her I had but not on who. With a disgusted look on her face she told me to take it to her bathroom because she was going to have to clean it before they could use it again. I did what she said and went back to the kitchen. "Now, young lady. I think you need to go tell Kelly that we are back and that your weekend with her is over. Get your stuff and come right back. You have 10 minutes so you better not play around." Mom threatened. I ran over to Kelly's house. I told her I got caught with the strap-on and that I had to get my stuff and go home. Kelly wanted more information but I told her I had to hurry because I was in enough trouble. I grabbed my stuff and ran back home just as my time was up. "Now, go to your room while I think about your punishment." Mom demanded. I did as she said. I put my stuff up and sat there waiting to find out how bad I was going to get it. A little while later Mom came into my room. She did not look so upset but figured that was just because I had not been in front of her for a while. She told me that I was being punished for taking something that I did not have permission to take and that was not mine. She also told me that I should not have been snooping around her room either. It was at that point I knew I was really going to get it. That was two big things and I remembered back when I just talked back to my daddy. I was spanked so hard that I could not sit down and it was days before it did not hurt when I did. I was getting prepared for the pain that was sure to come. Mom then began to give me my punishment. She told me that I was grounded for two weeks. I was to have no friends over, no talking on my phone, no sleepovers, and I could only use my computer for school work. It was school, home, homework, some TV time, and book reading. Sounded like I was going to be bored for sure. "On top of all that you must spend one hour a day laying quietly on your bed thinking about the mistakes you made and how you should leave alone things that are not yours." Mom added. I thought I was in the clear for physical punishment until on the way out the door when Mom said, "Now, go see your dad in our bedroom for a spanking." There was one thing our family consistently did. Mom decided the punishment and Dad spanked. I never did find out why they did it that way and I was never going to ask. I really did not want to be spanked but knew the longer I took to get into the bedroom the harder the licks were going to be. I followed Mom out of my bedroom. She headed to the kitchen to fix lunch and I headed the other way to her bedroom. I entered the room and saw Dad sitting on the edge of the bed. "Come on in little girl." Dad said with a disapproving tone. I slowly walked in and stood in front of my daddy. I tried looking as sorry as I could hoping it was make him take it easy on me. "Drop 'em." Daddy commanded. I again thought back to when I was spanked for talking back. I was spanked that time without shorts on and now knew how bad this time was going to be. Slowly I unbuttoned my jean shorts and pulled them down and off. I picked them up and folded them placing them on the chair in the room. I stood there in front of Dad wearing my short tee shirt and panties. "Panties too." Daddy required. I mumbled some things trying to persuade him not to require me to be spanked bare bottom. I could see in his face what I was saying did not change his mind. I figured I had better do as he said before he decided to give it to me worse. I placed my fingers inside the waist band of my white cotton panties and pulled them down and off. I picked them up, folded them, and placed them on top of my shorts. I returned back to where my dad was sitting. He now got to see my bald tight pussy for the first time in quite some time. I knew Mark had liked looking at it and deep down wondered if Dad also liked seeing me naked. "Now, pull the plastic tote from under the bed. The one that had my toy in it." Dad instructed. "Toy? Strap-on, maybe? Dad's?!" I questioned myself. I had just figured that the strap-on was Mom's. Knowing I had better do as was told, I bent down and pulled the tote from under the bed. I waited for my next instruction before opening the tote. It was not mine and I was not about to make things worse. "Now open the tote and look under all the things. On the bottom you will find a little thin paddle. Pull it out and hand it to me." Daddy demanded. At first I was afraid to look thought the stuff. Mainly because he was watching me look through all the sex toys that were in the tote. Knowing I had no choice, I opened the tote and right on top was the strap-on. My thoughts quickly jumped to a few hours ago when I was ramming it into Mark's butthole. Shaking off the thoughts I rummaged through the panties, nighties, finding some penis looking toys before ending up at the bottom. Just where Dad said to look was the paddle. I pulled the paddle out of the tub and handed it to Daddy. I looked him in the eye with the saddest look I could muster and said, "Please...I'm sorry..." "In my lap...young lady." Daddy said in a demanding voice. I climbed onto the bed and wiggled over to his lap. With by naked butt looking up at Daddy and my face looking down at the open tote, I prepared for the worst. Daddy bent over and whispered in my ear, "Act like this hurts more than it does." I really was confused now. First, he had always used his hand to spank me. He had never used a paddle before. Next he had never spanked me with my butt being naked. Finally, he now wants me to act like the spanking hurts more. Does that mean it will not hurt? Not really understanding, I just nodded my head like I understood. I felt his hand move and then a very loud skin slapping noise. I felt a sharp stinging on my butt. It stung but was not a strong pain like I remembered from before. I did let out a loud yelp but mainly because of the sudden smack and loud sound. He then took another swat at my butt hitting the other cheek. Trying to make it sound like it hurt more than it did I let out another yelp followed by, "Daddy! Please!" I felt four or five more swats but they did not sting much at all. They were loud swats and it sounded a lot worse than it felt. I made it sound like I was being beat to death when, in general, I began to get a tingle in my privates. This only confused me more. Could it be that being spanked could be exciting? And, why was the paddle in with the sex stuff? Nothing but confusion but I figured I could try to figure it out when I did my thinking each day. When the spanking was over, Daddy had me stand up. He told me that if I ever had any questions or needed some information to just ask him. He reminded me that I was being spanked because I did not have permission and if I was interested in things to ask. Daddy made it very clear that to experiment was normal and in no way should I be afraid to experiment, to a certain extent. He kissed me on the lips and gave me a big loving hug. He then told me to turn around and bend over. "Ok. It looks red enough. Get dressed and we will go out to see your mother." Dad said. I dressed and as my panties came up I felt the heat from my butt being red. We went to the kitchen where Dad told me to pull my shorts down to show my mother. I did and when she saw how red I was she said she hoped I had learned my lesson. Lunch was ready and soon we were eating. The rest of the day I spent in my room thinking about what had just happened. Monday at school, I told Kelly about my punishment and about having my naked butt paddled. I told her how it made me tingle inside my privates but did not know why. Over the next two weeks I could only keep her informed about things at school. Our sleep over at my house had to be cancelled but we talked about having another one at her house the weekend after my punishment was over. Her mother gave permission knowing I had been punished but did not know what I had done. Both my parents and her parents never found out that I had used the strap-on with Mark or that Kelly and I were the ones that were actually playing with it. With my punishment over I figured it was safe to ask my parents about sleeping over at Kelly's house the following weekend. Monday at dinner I asked if I could sleep at Kelly's house that weekend. Of course the questions came up about learning my lesson, will we be good, and if they could now trust me. I guess I answered all the questions correctly because Mom told me that I could. That night I called Kelly and gave her the big news. Plans were for me to pack and go over right after school Friday and come back after lunch on Sunday. That was pretty much the way all of our sleepovers were. I was getting pretty excited for several reasons. One was just to be able to sleep away from home but the main one was to be able to talk to Kelly about how I felt and the tingling I had been having between my legs ever since I had pushed the strap-on into her brother's butt. Thursday when I walked into my bedroom after taking a shower, I found a box on my bed. It was not a large box but was not as small as a jewelry box either. Under the box was a note in a sealed envelope. The box was a decorated box with a small padlock on it. The kind of lock you would find on some diaries. "Where did that come from? Who left it there? Where is the key?" Were all questions I asked myself. It was a pretty box and even had a handle on the top to make it easy to carry. I picked up the letter and found it to have a lump inside. I felt the lump and figured it was the key to the lock. I quickly opened the envelope and read the letter. The letter read, "Shelly, I am really sorry for having to paddle you like I did and hope I did not hurt you too bad. I know it is hard growing up and sometimes it is hard to ask your parents questions especially about sex or things you might see by mistake." I stopped reading right there. My face was as red as a beet. I was so embarrassed. "No. Could not be. Did my Daddy know I had seen them in the living room? How? Why did Mom not say anything?" I asked myself. I picked up the letter and began reading where I had left off. "I know you saw me that night when your mother used the strap-on with me. I saw your reflection in the TV screen. It actually turned me on to have you watch. I want you to take the key and open the box before finishing this letter." I did as the letter said and I opened the box. Inside I found a strap-on. It was different than the one my mother had used but still looked like it worked the same way. There were also three attachments. The small one looked to be about 3.5" or so and thin. The next size was just about the same size as the one I had used on Mark. It was about 5.5" and was still pretty thin but thicker than the small one. It was just a little bigger than Mark's penis. The big one was 7.5" long and even thicker than the middle sized one. Also in the box was an instruction book with pictures about how to put it on and how to use it. There was a sex position book that gave positions for beginners and advanced users. There were also a couple different bottles of lubricant to make it easier to use. And, finally was a big bottle of 'Toy Cleaner' and on the bottle it told how to clean the toy. I could not believe what my Daddy had given me. I wondered why and then the bigger question was, 'How was I ever going to be able to face him again?' I decided to finish reading to letter to see if he told me why at least. "All children are sexually curious and want to try new things, especially when they see their parents doing them. I know you would not have taken the strap-on unless you were at least curious about it. I wanted you to have one for your own. This does not mean you have to use it but as you saw there were three sizes so the small one might can be used now where the biggest one will be for when you are an adult. One thing though, make sure you clean it well after each use. If you have any questions on its use, cleaning, or about any other sex toy feel free to ask me. If you run out of cleaner let me know and I will get you more. I want you to feel you can come to me about anything sexual and if you ever feel the need to have condoms let me know and I will gladly get them for you. I love you very much and will always be here for you. All you have to do is come to me and ask. One last thing, do not tell your mother about this because she does not know and would not understand. Just hide the box in your closet and hide the key somewhere else. It is fine if you take it to Kelly's but do not let her parents catch you with it." Is the way the letter finished. I took it all out and looked at it all very closely. I ran my fingers over each of the penis looking pieces causing the tingling to return to my privates. I almost wanted to see if I could get it in me right then but figured I would wait till Friday night. I walked out to the living room to tell my parents I was going to bed. I saw Dad on the couch watching TV but did not see my mother. "Where is Mom?" I started off asking. "She had to go to the store for a minute. It is just you and I here right now." He said with a concerned smile. I ran up to him with tears in my eyes. I wrapped my arms around his neck and whispered in his ear, "I love you Daddy. And, thanks for my toy." "Your more than welcome Honey. I meant what I said. If you ever have any questions then feel free to ask. You will never get into trouble just by asking me anything." Daddy explained. I kissed him on the lips and gave him another hug. "Before you ask, yes. I will still leave the side door open if you feel you need or want to come in some night you are staying next door. Just do not let your mother catch you." He told me. "Really? I can ask you anything I want and you will not get mad?" I shyly asked. "Really. Anything." He confirmed. I took a deep breath and went for broke. "Are you Bi?" What he did was not what I expected. He burst out laughing. Then when he got hold of himself he said, "Where did you get that idea? Of course I am not Bi." Being a little embarrassed I told him about the conversation Kelly and I had about her brother and how she though he was Bi. I then said that when I saw what you were doing I wondered. I guess I was showing signs of being scared that I had even brought it up because he grabbed me and hugged me really tight. He told me the difference in Gay, Bi, and Straight. He also told me how some straight guys still liked anal fun from time to time but not with another guy. He then explained how some men use dildos or other objects just for fun and pleasure. He told me that he was like that and that my mother liked making him feel good and that was why she used the strap-on. We kissed again before I turned to go to bed. He patted me on the butt as I scampered off. Friday night I took my new toy to Kelly's house and showed her. She could not believe what my dad had given me. I let her read the letter and I told her what we had talked about. I made sure she understood that my daddy was not Bi and what he had told me about the difference. She understood and believed me but she was still not sure about her brother. We of course had to try out the new toy and we each tried it on for size. We were too scared to try to get it inside our little holes but we did lick each other until we got that funny feeling. Saturday we kept talking about it but we still could not get up enough courage to use it. That lack of courage did not last too long and by the time the school year ended we had been deflowered. We used the strap-on quite often but we still enjoyed oral sex. I even got to use the middle sized one on Mark a couple times. Mark broke up with his girlfriend the following year and since he did not have a sex partner he let me suck the tasty cum right from the tap. Kelly liked watching but she did not want anything to do with her brother. I remember one time that Mark blew an extra large load into my mouth. For some unknown reason, I pulled away from him and went to Kelly. I began to French kiss her with my mouth full of her brother's cum. She took it and swallowed. She agreed it tasted good but she told me she would never do that to her own brother. What she said and what she did was possibly two different things but if she did blow her brother, I never found out. By the time we were 13 we had moved up to the middle sized one and had even taken the small one up the butthole. I had my dad get me some condoms hoping that Mark would actually have sex with me. It never happened but I dreamt of it several times. The best I ever got out of him was oral sex. I will say that Kelly was better at oral sex than Mark was. I did enjoy drinking his cum and that was one thing Mark could give me that Kelly could not. Kelly and I got pretty good at pleasuring each other with the strap-on but that did not stop us from searching out different guys to have sex with. We both lost our virginity by the age of 14 but we continued to please each other to this day. We are both married and have sex often with our husbands sometimes even with a strap-on just for fun. Kelly and I still find time to use that same strap-on every chance we get. I guess we both would be called Bi. But, that is the way we both like it. The End