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You have to love Karma. My wife, of 38 years decides to go the gym and begin a rehabilitation schedule for her knee surgery it was suggested by her pain management physician and referred her to a 23 year old post college ther****t. He apparently was above his class. He also had made some quick financial stability. Anyway, she extended her rehab beyond the 12 weeks and continued for 4 additional months. It was then she informed me she was leaving me for this guy, and to have a nice life Wow. Talk about a kick in the balls.
So, 3 months after she leaves, she is driving with her new young boyfriend and they are pulled over by the cops. She didn’t realize his financial empire came from selling prescription pain medication supplied by her pain management physician. She is arrested as being involved and facing 5 to 10 years. She calls me and confesses that she made a big mistake and wanted help. I told her that I now have a tw***e year old to raise. She needs my money. And that is where my new chapter in life begins.
The first two priorities was to acquire a court order of no contact from her mother. The second was to pull her from public school to a private school for girls
I dint want any outside distractions to be a major problem. Megan is a very sweet tgirl. She was a little stocky and somewhat chubby but I knew that was baby fat and would soon disappear. She stood just 5’2 and was beginning to show signs of pre pub changes. Her dark hair and green eyes pulled your attention away from any negatives she may have had. You could get lost in those eyes. Consequently she used them to get just about anything she needed from good ole dad.
We were reaching the end of summer and school was close to starting up. Megan loved volleyball so I enrolled her early so she could start the training program for the autumn league. This meant she was required to take a physical. I was treading new waters, so I called around and found a female physician. I figured it would be best in case she had questions that I was unable or too uncomfortable to answer.
Dr. Elizabeth Romero had just finished her examination and wanted a meeting with me while Megan sat in the lobby. As I entered her office, I met a smiling face and a very cordial and welcoming environment
“Good afternoon, Mr. Richards. My name is Dr. Romero but please call me Beth”. “Good afternoon Beth, I understand you wish to talk with me and call me, Dave”


“OK Dave, now that we have the amenities out of the way, let’s discuss Megan’s physical. First and foremost, everything is normal. That should give you a sigh of relief. I also understand that you are recently divorced and there are no other family members that can help you in raising Megan.”
“No Beth, there are no family members close by. The nearest is my sister who lives in Buffalo, N.Y and being we are in Denver, it pretty much is out of the question to call her to the house. “
Not to worry Dave, we got this. I am a single mom with a tw***ve year old son.
Beth, while mentally preparing her conversation, still had in her mind the son she was raising. She thought of all the new changes she was seeing in the maturing stages. Andrew wanting to spend more time alone, always wanting to meet with friends and not be around mom. She, like me, had put her son in a private school for boys. She knew that the social life she desired would be put on hold till he graduated. His needs were far more important. Career and parenting came first. But now wasn’t the time to be thinking about her situation, she needed to talk with Dave.
“Dave, we have a very important subject to discuss. While examining Megan, I noticed that she, like other girls her age, don’t understand the importance of hygiene. She will later, as other things develop, but she needs to learn now. It can cause infections and that can be embarrassing for her. Yeast infections are not pleasant and neither are bladder infections. Girls her age are too busy and active to take time to make sure they are clean. A simple thing such as wiping thoroughly after they pee can make a big difference. I know this is not comfortable for you but you have to help out.”
Beth, “I am a man, and her father. This is a job for a mom or woman.”
Dave, let’s get something understood. You are a parent. It is your job and responsibility regardless of the situation and what needs to be addressed. So I would suggest you just deal with it. It is not her fault for the situation you are in. But, I will make it easy for you. I have talked to her and told her what she needs to do. All you need to do is let me know if she doesn’t. “
Ok, but what in the hell do I need to do?”
Good! What day do you do laundry? “
“I started doing it on Monday. She has volleyball practice and I wait so that I will have those to wash as well. ““
“That is perfect, Dave. It is a time that she is very active and exercising. Here is what you do. When you do the laundry, check her underwear. If they have a lot of stain, then she isn’t wiping good enough or worse yet, at all.”
. What? You want me to look at her dirty underwear?
Dave! It is a simple thing to do. All you do is tell me, and I will talk to her on the phone. I like you and won’t charge you for helping out. It is that important. Also, when you buy school clothes, get cotton underwear. It helps that area breathe. Take baths, not showers. It will make her soak longer and be cleaner. I want you to start this Monday. I have your phone number and I have written my personal number on a business card. Anymore questions?”
No Ma’am. I will do as you ask even though I will be uncomfortable doing it”.
The following Monday, I had the situation on his mind. It was uncomfortable for me to do this. It felt like I would be invading her privacy. I respected that all females deserve that respect. To make it worse, it was my own daughter. But, as the Dr. said, I had to man up and do what was important for my little girl.
That evening, I picked up Megan from practice. She was a chatty Kathy doll all the way home. She was really excited about meeting new friends and said the coach told her she would be a good player. She didn’t like the exercises all that well. There were a lot of deep knee squats and running up down bleacher steps. I then thought of what I had to do later, and by what she described, it should be easy to see if she was doing what she was told. When we got home, we ate supper and I told her to get ready for bed. She went up to take a bath and put her nightgown on. After she turned in, I went to the bathroom and gathered up the laundry. I noticed a pair of white panties on top, so I put those aside till I got to the laundry room. I figured those were the ones she just took off. I went to the basement to the laundry room and put her clothes in the washer. I took the panties out of my pocket and hesitantly opened them up. When I looked in the panel, I saw a large amount of stain marks. As expected, the Dr. was right. I noticed that the stain at the top of the panel was a light yellow. More than likely urine stain. Below, the stains were a darker tan. I assumed from the vagina. As I looked at them thoughts were becoming sexual. I tried to ignore it. Being that it was my daughter and not someone I dated. Both my mind and my cock were in a raging war. I was beginning to get an erection which is what I feared by following Beth’s directions. I started the wash and took the panties up to my room. I closed the door and removed my clothes. My cock was getting harder as I pictured her doing those exercises and knowing they were pressed against her and probably stuck up between her lips at some point. I had to smell them to see if there was an odor. When I put them to my nose, a scent of urine hit me right away. As I moved down further, the fresh musky scent became stronger. I placed my hand on my cock and began moving the skin up and down over my head. Squeezing the shaft and pushing up and down. My breathing became labored and I was imagining a wet and warm cunt under my nose. My pre-cum began flowing out and I was about to have the hardest climax in a long time. Then it happened, the phone rang. I kept stroking but knew I had to answer it as to not wake Megan. I tried to slow my breathing and picked up the phone.
“Hello?
“Dave” This is Beth. How are you doing? Sounds like you are out of breath’”
Oh, hey Beth. I was downstairs doing the laundry and heard the phone rang. I just ran up from the basement to get the phone”
“Oh, I see. So did you do as I asked? Did you check her underwear?”
“Yes, that is what I was doing when the phone rang.”
“So, did she have stains in her underwear or were they clean? “
Oh no, not clean at all. There were some stains at the top and middle of the panel”.
Well, that tells me she obviously did not do as I wanted.”
Beth really didn’t believe what I was telling her about running up the stairs. She knew that innate side of men. She also knew that a man would use any opportunity to gain sexual release that was needed. Maybe that is what was really going on in her mind when she told me to do this? Not only for Megan’s health, but so that I could get rid of tension. After all, she was faced with a similar situation. It wasn’t but a week ago that she cleaned Andrew’s room and found one sock missing. She looked all over and under the bed. She found it and saw how it was stuck together when she tried to straighten it out to wash. She saw the white crust on the inside of the sock. She also was tempted to bring it to her nose to get the fresh male scent. But this didn’t shock her as much as when she lifted the pillow and found a pair of her dirty panties under it. Her son was jerking off to her scent.
Back to her phone conversation she asks
“Did you finish before you had to answer the phone?”
“No, but I was close to being finished. Not much more to do.”
It was then that I wondered if she really knew what was going on. Was the thought and mental vision of me stroking my penis, in her mind?
“Well Dave, I guess I better let you go back to getting finished before it is too late. You should never take too long of a break in getting something done or you may not be able to finish.”
That innuendo told him all he needed to know. She did know. We said our basic goodbyes and I hung up the phone. My cock had went down some to semi hard. I picked the panties back up and resumed. It didn’t take long to reach that point I left off. My cum was ready to escape. My mind on the scent of a girl, the picture in my mind of the white cotton panties pushing against the vulva and sticking to the insides. My toes tingled and my legs quivered. I was close so I picked up my speed and felt my cum climb the shaft of my cock. As it reached my pee hole, I squeezed and a huge shot of cum flew out to the headboard behind me. My cock was pulsing and shooting rope after rope of warm sperm. I literally had a mess on my stomach and chest. It was a long needed climax. But it was then that I realized my guilt. I only kept convincing myself that Beth would be the only person that even suspected it. I had to tell myself that I didn’t hurt Megan in what I did. She would never even know. It was my secret and that was the only way I could deal with it. This continued for several months, and the phone calls came every Monday night right on schedule. On the last call, she wanted to see Megan for an appointment. So, I scheduled it for the next day.
I picked Megan up after school and went to see Dr. Beth. I let her go to the examining room and waited in the lobby. When finished, Beth wanted another meeting. I told Megan to stay there for a bit and I would be right back. Beth looked at me from behind an old oak desk and began.
“Dave, I am pleased to tell you that Megan has gotten better in hygiene. She seems to have caught on.
“That is good news, isn’t it Beth?”
“Yes it is. I am surprised she changed that quickly. Maybe my phone conversations with her has helped in that problem”.
I sat quiet for a bit and then spoke up. I really wasn’t sure where to take the subject from there. It seemed it had already been discussed and resolved.
“Well, Beth: I guess that means I don’t have to check her underwear anymore then, Right?”
“I am certainly not going to tell you to stop but if you feel as though your part is done, then o.k... I do, however, assume it wasn’t as bad as when I first mentioned it. “
“Oh, the first time was. I felt guilty about doing it but then afterwards, I accepted that only you knew what I was doing. She would never know I was checking her underwear. It wasn’t hurting her, and it did straightened the problem out.’
Beth wanted to comment on what appeared to have been an innuendo, but didn’t want to take that step if there was a chance of being wrong. Deep inside she did know it got straightened out. And, that the problem was taken care of.
Her only challenge now was getting me to continue educating Megan on other things. Over the last several months, after discovering Andrew’s cum filled sock and her dirty panties, she had to sit down with him for that certain talk. She explained about sex and that masturbation was normal. As a physician, Beth didn’t see the problem of seeing this as science and the human body regardless if this was her son. She even didn’t have an issue with allowing him to see parts of the body. He was in a private boy’s school. No females or neighbor friends to find out on his own. Oh sure, she could have got a magazine for him but she assumed that a boy at school had already done that. Pictures don’t really do justice to learning the body. One night after she had her bath she told Andrew to do the same. When he was finished and had his t-shirt and flannel pajama bottoms on, she called him to the living room. Beth asked Andrew if he understood sex between a boy and girl. He looked at her with embarrassment and answered. He said they learned some in school. Sex education classes. Also that some of the boy’s at school had older sisters, and they would talk about seeing them with their pants down. They described what a girl looked like. Beth peeked down at Andrew’s lap and noticed that the discussion was having an effect on him. 4Andrew, feeling his little peter grow began to feel embarrassed. He reached over and grabbed a pillow to cover himself. But Beth, gently reached over and moved it away. She told Andrew that it was natural to react to a conversation of naked girls and sex. If you didn’t react to that, I would be concerned. He let her move the pillow. His peter now was at about the full length of 4-3/4 inches. He knew because he measured it once. It poked into his white cotton underwear. Beth asked if he wanted to see a girls boobs. He eagerly shook his head up and down. She unbuttoned her top and opened it up. She showed Andrew her naked breasts. She explained what they were for and also that it turned a woman on too touch them. She reached and moved his hand over her hard nipple. She noticed a wet spot in his bottoms. Then without asking, she reached under her nighty and pulled her panties down. Andrew stared with a dry mouth. She then opened her legs and told Andrew that this is what a girl looks like. It is called a vagina but boys will call it a pussy, or sometimes a cunt. More white liquid seeped from his peter. She then had him stand up. She reached over and pulled his pants down. Beth wanted, no needed, to see his cock. It popped up with a slap. She wasn’t going to have sex, not at this point anyway. So, she told him he could masturbate if he wanted. He reached down and started jacking his peter up and down. Beth reached under and rubbed her pussy so that he would know girls do that too. He started pounding faster and before too much longer he asked where to let it go. He didn’t have a sock. She pointed to her boobs and then he let it go. About 3 shots of cum hit her nipples. She closed up her top and told him to go clean up and then bed. When he left, Beth reached in her top and dipped a finger into his cum. She tasted her son. Then told herself she would soon let him cum in her mouth.
Beth then began a new topic with me, she said
“Megan is soon going to be entering, yet another important part of growing up. It is a warning for you to be prepared. She will soon be asking questions, and wanting to explore curiosities. It is normal and I don’t want you to react in a way that makes her embarrassed. You have to understand that girls are different. They are not as forward as guys. They have a natural modesty built in. Do you remember the first time you discovered masturbation and your age at the time?
“Oh my. Yes, I was 11.”
“Well, I hate to tell you but Megan has probably already discovered. If she hasn’t had a bicycle wreck and hurt herself down there, then she lost her hymen by experimenting.”
‘She is no longer a virgin?” How the hell did that happen, there are no neighbor boys and she is in a private school.”
“She did it the same ways you learned. I lost mine at her age also. I used the handle of toothbrush. Being so small down there at that age, I had to find a small and thin object.”
It was then that my anger toward my ex got stronger. Leaving me dealing with issues such as this. But it also made me think and picture that my daughter was secretly playing with herself in the confines of the privacy of her room or bathtub. Putting things inside her tiny hole. Trying to see what feels best and enjoying those sensations. I had to erase the last part from my mind.
“Dave, I know this is difficult. I am being frank and honest. I, being a physician, see things from a scientific side. I don’t think about what society does in raising my son. I am the parent. And I am not going to hide anything from him. That is the one of the worse things I could do. It would only lead to him reaching out on his own. That only creates more issues to rectify. I adhere to patient and physician privacy. Being you are the parent, you are included in her treatment. What said or done in here, is between us, even the things I tell you about in my educating of Andrew. You understand that, right?”
“Yes, I understand. But I don’t know how to address this subject and feel relaxed about it like you do.” While laughing, Beth said
“Well Dave, welcome to my world! Look, if it eases your mind, I will share a little something with you. My son has discovered masturbation. He left evidence in his room. So, knowing his curiosity, I took the step and ended it. We had a little show and tell meeting. It answered a lot of questions he had, for the most part anyway. I am sure there are more, but those will be addressed later on.”
In a state of shock I asked “you let your son see your private areas? You showed him your body?”
“Yes, I did, and I explained the purpose and working of them. I am going to give you an advance notification. I have talked with Megan and told her that there is nothing she should not be able to ask you. So you may want to have an answer when she approaches the subject. I am going to leave our meeting with one bit of advice, if Megan askes anything, do not ignore her.”
The drive home was horrible. All I could think about was our meeting. How was I supposed to handle this? What if she starts asking me things? While driving, Megan turned toward me. She had her right foot on the floor and then lifted her left knee up on the seat. She had on her plaid school uniform and the way she sat had her legs opened a bit. I got a glimpse of her white panties. That didn’t help matters one bit. It just made my mind wonder more about her private moments. I was curious to whether she was still bald there or started growing hair. Or whether her scent was stronger than on the panties that I washed. These are thoughts I should not have. However, I knew once home, I could go relieve any tensions and begin to think clearly again. When I got out of the car, I made an adjustment and told Megan I had to go to the bathroom. As soon as I entered, I unzipped my pants and started working my cock. As I climaxed, I moaned louder than usual. Megan was passing by the door and stopped. She asked if I was ok. I told her that my leg was in pain and I was messaging it. I hated to not be truthful but it was close enough. I also was thinking on what Beth said regarding Andrew. She took the step to help him, knowing he would be too embarrassed to do so. I was debating on doing the same thing. My only issue was that being sexless for such a long time, I had to be careful not to cross any lines, although Beth didn’t act like there were any. I had no idea of how far she actually went with Andrew or even planned to in the future. I got the inner gut feel that she didn’t just stop with the show and tell. I did resign to the fact of just having a hard climax, it would now be the time to at least discuss the subject. It would take a bit longer for an arousal.
I decided to take my shower to retire for the evening and then went to put on my Nike shorts and t-shirt for the evening. I fixed supper while Megan did her homework. We had spaghetti which was her favorite food. After supper she went upstairs to change into her night clothes. It consisted of a long night shirt and panties. This was her normal attire. The shirt was white with a big puppy dog on it and the panties were cotton and light blue with puppy paw prints stamped all over them. I had went to the den to work on papers and reports. About an hour after I had started, I heard footsteps come into the den. Megan always liked to just sit and watch me work. I had a 2 seat couch in the den. My mind was on the meeting with Beth. It seemed she took the aggressive approach with Andrew in a scientific way. I guess from her point of view it is better than waiting for them to ask. I also knew it would be just talk anyway. So what would be the harm? I took a big breath and turned to Megan.
“Megan, I need to talk to you and I don’t want to make you feel embarrassed. I want you to be able to ask me anything and I will answer it the best way I know how. If there is something you need to know, you can always ask and know I will answer. Regardless what it is, I will never hide anything from you. So here goes: do you know what sex is?” Megan immediately tilted her head back a little, rolled her eyes back and said
“Duh, yes! The teacher told us what it was. But I don’t think she told us much. My friend Dana has brother 2 years older and she says she knows more than the teacher tell us, and then giggles. She won’t say what she knows. That is kind of unfair. “.
Well has the teacher shown you pictures in class?”
“No. She hasn’t and wont.”
I was hoping she would at least have something to picture in her mind as I continued on. So, I thought I better start from the beginning and speak a detailed as I could.
“Ok. Megan here goes. A boy is different than a girl. He has a penis and a girl has a vagina. Now, most of the time, a boys penis is soft and just hangs down. That way when he stands at the toilet he can use it to pee. A girl as you already know, has to squat down on a toilet to pee. It comes from a little hole just above the vagina. However a boy’s penis has another purpose. It sometimes it grows and gets hard and stiff. This happens so that it can enter into a girl’s vagina to have intercourse and make babies. That is called sex. Does that makes sense?”
Well, I knew some but that was told better than the teacher. But I don’t know what a boy looks like. I bet a dollar out of my piggy bank that Dana saw her brother and that is why she giggles. I know what I look like down there but don’t know what a boy looks like. Grrrrrrr.
At that point, I thought to myself that the talk took a turn. She was turning the table on me. I felt challenged, and although I had never intended to get this deep into the subject, I now understood how Beth felt. I was waging an internal battle of both minds. After what seemed like an hour, but only a few minutes, I resigned to let her see.
“Megan, I am going to ask you something but first you have to understand that this talk has to stay between us. Do you understand?”
Megan replied “sure Dad. Why?”
“Megan. You can’t tell anyone. Not even Dana.”
“Ok Dad, but I don’t know why you are saying that”. What am I supposed to keep a secret and not tell?”
The time had come. I knew she understood the privacy, now it was my turn. All things considered on the pros and cons, it was a perfect time to take the step. I was soft and it was just hanging down.
“Megan, would you like to see a penis? I will give you a quick peek so you will understand our talk better.”
“Oh Wow. That would be so neat.”. Now I can see what a boy looks like and then put it together with what you said earlier.”
“Well ok, Megan.” Here goes. Just sit there and watch. I will explain the best I can.”
I stood up from my chair and walked over toward the couch. I told her to watch carefully. Her eyes got big as saucers like waiting to see a new toy. I was totally soft so this would be quick and easy. I put my thumbs at my waistband and pulled my shorts down till they passed my balls. He mouth dropped in awe as she stared at me. I lifted up my cock so she could see the top side and bottom side. I showed her my scrotum and explained what they were and why we had them. I told her they store the juice that makes babies. I pointed out the head and how it was beveled and that it makes it easier to enter the vagina I opened the piss slit and showed her the pee hole so she could see where the pee comes out and also explained that sperm goes out there. I didn’t want to look at her tiny parted mouth being so close to my penis. I didn’t want those thoughts in my mind. . I then pulled my shorts back up. After making it past the most scared moment of my life, I asked:
“Does that help explain it better for you”? Megan replied.
Yes it does, now I know why Dana giggled. It looks funny.”
“Good, now that should answer all your questions. It is bed time”. She paused and looked like her balloon was just busted. I was afraid to ask, but I didn’t wat her to still have questions. But, I also realized that wouldn’t fly. I asked
“what is wrong honey?” Megan stammered and stuttered but finally got the question out.
“Well Dad, you told me about sex and how it works, but if a boy puts his thing into a girl’s thing, you said it had to be stiff. How does that happen?”
When I started this talk, my worst fear was it getting to this point. It seems girls have a lot of questions. I wondered if Beth had the same problem with Andrew. Instead of answering right away, I told her to wait and I would be right back. I went to the bedroom, closed the door and called Beth. I explained to her what was going on and she told me she was proud I took the first step. When I told her about Megan’s question, she laughed. “Boy Dave, you have a real hard situation, well, not yet anyway”. And she continued laughing. “Not funny Beth, I am struggling here.” She apologized and then told me how far she and Andrew went. I couldn’t believe it. She actually watched him cum and helped him through it.
‘You didn’t have sex with him did you?”
“No. but not because I didn’t want to, he just cum to quick. Next time we may do that. It is better for him to learn from me.” My mouth dropped and I was stunned to even say anything.
“Don’t leave Megan wondering. It is what I have been trying to explain to you. She is wanting to know. I would also suggest that you use adult terminology. Let her know what terms are used for the body parts rather than a man’s thing or a girl’s thing. Trust me, even though she is at an all girl’s school, other girls have brothers and have already heard them used. She shouldn’t be left out of the loop.”
I knew she was right, so I thanked her and went back downstairs. Megan was still waiting patiently. It had been several hours since my climax so I knew once this got started, I would have a very little problem of it growing and yet I still wanted some self-control of situation.
“Megan, I just talked to Dr. Beth on the phone. I needed some advice before I answered your question. But first I need to educate you on terms that will be used. First, it is ok to use these at our house. They are bad words when said in public and not private. Instead of saying a boy’s thing, we can use the words, Peter or Cock. In that same way we can call a girls thing a Pussy or Cunt. Instead of saying baby juice I will be saying the word cum. You will be hearing these as your grow older and will now know what they are referring to.
Megan got real red in the face. She then said
“Well, I have heard that word ummmm cock before at school and the girls laughed. Now I know what they meant. They have never said the word ummmmm pussy. I am so behind on what is going on. “
“That is why we are having this discussion. I don’t want you to wonder anymore. It isn’t really fair to leave you wondering all the time.”
Since all of that was out of the way, I had to decide how I was going to begin to answer the question she so curious in wanting to know. I figured going step by step would be the best way and explain as I go.
“Megan, we are going to begin. I am going to take out my cock again for you to see. I want you to just look at it for a bit. Then I will have you do something for me. OK”.
“Ok. But I feel like I have a butterfly in my tummy.”
It was then I noticed that she that she was squirming her bottom around on the couch like she couldn’t get comfortable. Was this starting to affect her? It could be just the excitement of what I was going to do, but I wasn’t quite sure. I didn’t want to even think about her panties and if they were getting messy. I wanted to stay soft so it would grow for her while watching. With all the waging mental battle I had been going through, I wanted to show how my cock gets hard.
“Megan, I want you to stand in front of me and I will show you my cock again. This time I won’t quickly put it away like the last time. By the time we are done with this lesson, you will know what makes a boys cock get hard. You just need to watch closely and then trust me to do what I tell you. Ok?
“Ok, I do trust you. This is so cool”
I took my shorts down and sat there with my flaccid cock laying against my thigh. I reached down and lifted again for her so she could visually examine it from where she was standing. It was soft like I wanted it to be. Her eyes were wide open and affixed on my cock. A slight swelling began to occur.
“Megan, do you see a change since I put my hand down there to show you all the angles of it?
“Yes, but does it ever get real hard like you said?”
“It does. But you see this is one way a boy starts to get hard is by touching it. Another is by what he sees. You will see in a moment when I have you do something for me. I want you to lift up the hem of you night shirt and let me see your panties.”
“Ok.
Megan reached to the bottom of her shirt and lifted it to her waist. Then she returned her eyesight back to my cock. I saw her tiny blue panties. I started to think about when I smelled those last week after she had worn them. My cock began to grow a little more and a bit quicker.
“Wow, it is started to grow some more. It is getting bigger. It looks like it is stretching.
“If you want to see my cock get really big and much harder, then I need you do something else.”
“Ok. What do you want me to do?’
“I don’t want you to be embarrassed about anything. But I want you to pull your panties down.”
Megan’s face got red and then she put a thumb in her elastic waistband and pushed them down. She had the other hand inside her panties to cup her pussy. They dropped to her ankles. She stood there with her legs tight together and her hand covering herself. I reached down and took her panties off her ankles and opened them up. I could see stain in the panel. She didn’t bathe when she got home and she had worn them all day. I put those on the floor with her shorts. My cock was really starting to grow quickly and she was intently watching.
Megan, I need you to move your hand for me. If you do, my cock will grow really hard for you”.
Megan was still a little reluctant to move her hand. It was understandable about being a little nervous. She looked cute standing there with her little nipples pointing out from the cold room. Her breasts were just starting to form and they were puffy little mounds. I wasn’t totally aroused at that point but knew I had to do something for her to see how hard a cock gets. I came up with a solution.
“Megan! I know you are little nervous so I will show you another way that a boy’s cock gets hard. A boy can get hard by smelling a girl down there. In fact, I know you may think that is gross, it is what actually excites them Girls also will put their head down towards a boy’s cock like a boy does to a girls pussy. But, since you are nervous, I am going to pick up your dirty panties and smell them. I just want you to watch how my cock grows. “
She had already seen some thickness begin but It wasn’t a hard on. I picked up the tiny blue cotton panties off the floor. I turned them inside out so the panel was visible. I noticed some stain and my cock began to expand. When I put them under my nose, I could smell her dirty scent. My cock leaped and started to stretch in its skin. It unfolded quickly and I heard her gasp. The head was swollen and purple and pre-cum dribbled underside. Megan just stood there with her mouth opened in awe. Finally she got to see her first hard cock just watched it as it pulsed up and down.
“Well, sweetie. There it is for you to see. A hard on. Notice how big it got and how the skin stretched so tight?
“Oh yes. But it looks like you have to go pee.
“No. That is not pee. That is what is called pre-cum. It is like a lubricant. The head get wet with it so that when a boy wants to enter a girl, it helps it slide in . Also, it isn’t dirty like pee would be either. In fact, it is clean enough to smell and taste. I can show you a difference between the two. Watch as I put my finger in the puddle and then pull it back away. You see the string it leaves behind? It is real sticky.”
I then noticed she was cupping her bald pussy a little more. The fingers were covering her crack but I did notice the middle finger was slightly moving. She was feeling herself down there and probably rubbing her little button. I could sense she had a couple more questions.
“ If a boy doesn’t put in an ummmm errrrrrrrrrrrrrrr uhhh pussy then how does he get the baby stuff to come out? Does it just go on its own?
I laughed at her innocence and told her I wasn’t making fun of the question.
“No baby. A boy gets it out by playing with it. Do you, or have you ever played with yourself? It is ok to tell me but just don’t tell anyone about it or our evening here.”
Megan’s face got real red this time and kind of nodded her head up and down while the finger started moving more.
“Yes, I have played with myself but thought it was a very naughty and bad thing.”
“No honey, it is NOT a bad thing. Don’t ever think that. It is very natural for people to do it. Even I do that quite often. I told you I would not lie to you or hide anything from you. You can tell me all about it if you want.”
“Well, I like to put my hand down there and rub it. It makes my tummy feel funny to. One time I put a mirror down then there so I could look at it. And another time I ……….. (then she hesitated}…
“It’s ok darling. You can go ahead and tell me”
“One time I time I took my tooth brush and tried to put the handle in but I hurt myself so I didn’t t do it anymore. I did tell Dir. Beth but she said I must have pushed in too far and tore my hymen. “
That is how Beth knew about her. Megan must have shared that with her. Beth must have been talking about sex with her and she revealed what had happened. What else did Beth tell her? She must have talked about masturbation.
Megan all of a sudden blurted out, “Hey, you did not tell me how you get it out!”
I must say she didn’t forget anything she was determined to find out. I also knew that once I showed her, it would be a safer way to end this discussion. I knew I could cum pretty easily at this point.
I wanted to see if I was correct about her hand covering her pussy. So, I made an agreement. I told her to move her hand, I would show her how a boy gets the stuff out. She cautiously moved her hand away and I finally got to see the top of her crack. Her legs were tightly shut and she was leaning forward to conceal some of it. I needed to see if I was right about her finger moving so told her she would understand better if she would touch my cock and see how the skin moves up and down. I took her hand that she had between her legs and before I let her touch me, I raised it to my nose. I could smell her pussy on the middle finger. I was right, she had it in between her nether lips and was rubbing it. I could feel the nervousness in her hand when I pulled it toward my cock. I told her to let me guide it to where I wanted it. I placed her fingers on my hard shaft for her to get her first feel. I then wrapped her fingers around it and then guided it up and down to show her how a boy masturbates. She was quick to learn and I let her feel on her own. The dirty panties were still in my left hand so while I let her continue, I put them back to my nose. Smelling her and seeing her hand on my cock was so erotic. I told her to move up and down a little faster and use a tighter grip. She was very intent on doing what I told her. As she moved faster, more pre-cum leaked out over the back of her hand. I was so close and had to get that release. I put my hand over hers and assisted the stoking. As I felt my cum climb up my shaft I let go. I told her to continue and watch. She was about to see how we get it out. I warned her that it was going to shoot out hard and then all of a sudden the first spurt shot right on her chest, then the second, third and fourth. It was thick, warm and white. Big globs of cum escaped from my pee hole. Her hand was covered in my cum.
“Wow, it is so warm and sticky.
“Yes baby, it is. Why don’t you bend forward and see what it smells like”
She leaned her head in and her nose and mouth were just an inch from my tip. She smelled it and then put a finger in the pool. I raised her hand up to her small mouth and told her it would be ok to taste it as well. She pushed her tongue past her lips and got her first taste of man cum.
“It tastes a little salty but it isn’t all that bad. I kind of like it.
“Well honey, the next time I will have you taste a lot more if you would like that.
“Ok, can we do it again right now?
“No baby, I have to let it rest and build up inside.
I told her that we would stop our discussion for the night and that she should go to bed. I wiped the cum off her chest with her panties and patted her butt to move along.
I went upstairs to my room and called Beth. I explained what we had just done and told her that the guilt was starting to kick in. She assured me that everything was going to be fine. She also stated how proud she was that I took that step. She wanted the details so I started from the beginning to the end. As I was talking I began hearing her breathing change. I was sure that she was masturbating on the other end of the phone.
“David? So how did it feel to get over that big step?
“At first, I wasn’t sure I wanted to go through with it, but once I got an erection my train of thought changed to just wanting a good release.”
“Understandable. Bet it surprised her when it shot out and hit her chest.”
“It made her move her face back a bit but couldn’t move far enough back for it not to land on her somewhere.”
“Did you get a chance to put your finger between her legs?”
“No. she kept her legs closed tight. I think she was a bit embarrassed but that was expected. Not sure if I could have got my finger in her anyway. She is probably closed tight.
“Well, she is tight down there. I have to use a lube to get mine in there to examine. But I also have gloves too. They have a lubricant on them. Makes it easier. However, if you just rub her little clit, it should get moist and help you enter a finger easier. “
After about an hour of our conversation I started to get another hard on. Hearing her interrupted breathing only encouraged me to play with my cock as we talked. Let’s face it, I needed some pussy. It had been over a year since I stuck my cock into one. I needed to once again feel that warmth around my cockhead. Beth and I both knew where this was headed. She even told me she went the distance with Andrew earlier that evening. Sharing that information made me feel more at ease. Knowing she could be trusted with what was transpiring. Her next statement solidified the subject.
“David? Just so you know, Megan hasn’t started her cycle yet. It would be safe to be a little more involved, should you decide to do so. On her next appointment, I can write a script for you to have filled. It would also serve as a way to get her regulated.”
“I am not sure Beth. I mean, I couldn’t even get her to spread her legs apart for me in the living room. She is too shy about it yet. I know if she ever did, then I would then be forced with a decision to go further.”
I hung up the phone but my erection was so enlarged that I couldn’t relax. I continue to rub the head of my cock and play with my balls. The seminal fluid was leaking out and over my hand. It was then I heard a knock at my door. Knowing it could only be Megan, I covered myself and called her in. My nightstand light was on dim and it was enough that I could see she had her shirt on. The light pierced her gown and I could see she put her panties back on.
“ I can’t sleep. I think that what happened in the living room is keeping me awake.”
“Well, don’t feel bad honey, I can’t sleep either”
“Can I sleep in your bed tonight?” I think I could sleep if I did”.
I wasn’t sure about this. I had a raging hard on and knew if she saw it, then we would be right back to it again. I had to think for a minute before I answered. I figured if I lay facing away from her, it would be safer.
“I guess it will be ok.”
Megan climbed up in my bed and under the covers. I was turned so that my back was facing her but she cuddled against me with her hand over my side and across my tummy. Her side of her hand was laying against my lower stomach. I had my briefs 0n and my cock was sticking above the waistband so he little hand was actually inches from my cock. Rather than risk her touching me again I suggested she turn the other way and I would cuddle her. The only problem was that now my cock may bump against her bottom. I left some distance between her and me as to not bump against her. We stayed like that for quite some time and then all of a sudden she backed closer to me. My cock bumped against her at the hem of her night shirt and against her thigh. She made a little movement under the covers and at that moment I decided I better make an adjustment. I reach under to move my cock when the back of my hand felt her panties. I realized at that moment that she had her hand under to pull the hem of her nightshirt to her waist. It was obvious she moved it out of the way to feel me against her butt. I was about to adjust my cock away from her, when I made the decision to take my shorts down to just below my balls. It was sticking straight out and I aimed it toward her. I maneuvered it to toward where her thighs met at her butt even though they were closed. I could feel the tip of my cock against the soft cotton panties. I knew I had to be leaking against them. Her response surprised me when she curled herself forward and opened her thighs just long enough for my cock to slide between them. I could feel the warmth of her inner thighs and her pussy through her panties against the side of my cock. When I slipped between the thighs, she closed them tight and squeezed them together. The only thing between us were those panties. I had to find out how turned on she was. I moved my hand from my cock and reached up to the top of her butt crack though those panties. I trailed my index finger down her butt crack, pushing the panties inward as I did. I kept going down further and waiting for some kind of reaction to move away. As I reached the bottom of her butt, she once again lifted the topside leg up a bit and my finger had room to touch the gusset. It indeed was wet. I pushed a little into the gusset and could feel the lips of her vulva. As if a body was on its own, my hips moved slowly back and forth, causing my cock to rub against her. Her shyness had totally disappeared. I knew it was time. I reached back up to the waistband of her panties and inserted my hand and pushed all the way down to her pussy crack. She once again slightly lifted her leg to give my hand room. My finger pierced her bald slit. What I felt was amazing. Her crack was so wet and I began to smell the heat from pussy escaping under the covers. I wanted to see that with all the moisture I felt, if I could get my finger in her tight hole. I searched for it by running my finger up in her crack. When I found it, I used my index finger to insert. It was tight as suspected. I had to work my finger around in circles and apply pressure at the same time. After 10 minutes or so, it finally opened up. My finger went into the first knuckle. It was then Megan finally spoke.
“Oh, your finger feels so big in there. It is so much bigger than my toothbrush handle.”
“You feel so warm inside there, baby. You want me to pull your panties down?”
She didn’t answer. As I continued to work my finger in, I started hearing the juices build up. I needed to get those panties off but wasn’t sure if she was wanting to go further. I reached up to the elastic waistband and slowly tugged on them. She in response, lifted her hip off the bed so I could drag them all the way down. I slowly and intently kept pushing them downward to her ankles. Then I reached to get them off her ankles. I pulled them out from under the covers. The gusset was so warm and wet with her juice. Being her back was to me, I had to get a quick sniff of them. They had such a strong smell of fresh hot pussy. I was glad she hadn’t taken that bath before now. I threw the panties on the floor. When I moved back toward her, I lifted her topside leg and put my cock back between her thighs. This time I was up a little higher. The side of my cock was actually touching her bald pussy lips. I was about to start moving back and forth when I suddenly felt her rock her butt a bit. A moan escaped her lips. Saying or doing nothing, I let her continue on her own. She would rock and then squeeze her thighs tight. I reached over her side and started pinching her little nipples. They were pointing out hard. I then noticed more moisture building and the slickness up and down the side of my cock. She was getting so wet and so fast. It was then, without words, I felt her hand on my tip as it was poked between her thighs. She voluntarily pushed the tip upward toward her crack. She was moving herself forward and bending more at the waist so that her butt protruded more. I knew nature was taking its course. She was u*********sly putting herself in position. My tip felt the slickness when it slid in her crack. I wanted to see how far she would take this and I didn’t want to cum to quick. Due to her nervousness she was having difficulty placing it.
“Megan, would you like me to help?”
“umm. Uh huh.”
I reached under her knees and pushed them higher to her chest. I removed the covers to get them out of the way. It was then that I finally saw her bald vulva. It was swollen and puffy. I spread her cheeks to make the lips part. I wanted to see inside them. As much as I wanted to go down and kiss them and run my tongue up and down her crack to taste her. However, my thoughts were only consumed with being inside a pussy. I kept her spread apart with one hand while with the other, I guided my cock toward her. I rubbed the head up and down the wet pussy slit and searching for its target. After teasing her with the cock, it found the tight entrance. Our breathing became rapid in perfect timing. She was to the point of panting.
“Megan, you want me to put my cock inside your pussy?. You need to tell me.
“oh, yes, I want to feel it inside. It is so warm down there.”
“O.K. I will be easy. It may hurt a bit till your little pussy stretches around it to accept it. If you think my finger was bigger than your toothbrush handle, this will seem huge. Just take slow deep breaths.”
With that, I began to push forward. I could feel her inner skin begin to part. The head of my cock found the warmth of her inside. It almost felt like fire. Like she was burning my cock. She gasped at its size. I looked down to see a third of my cock sticking inside her cunt. I continued to move slowly in until I felt my balls against her upper thigh. I started a slow but rhythmic pumping action. Her insides felt like melted butter.
Megan, I didn’t tell you another word earlier. It is fuck. And that is what we are doing finally. We are fucking”
“oh I like it……..please umm fuck me more.
With that, I picked up the pace. I could feel my cum climbing upward. I needed that hard release. You could hear and smell the juices of our fucking. I could not hold back.
“oh baby, I am going to cum. You are going to feel my hot cum squirt into your pussy.
It took about 4 more strokes and then it happened. The first hot jet felt like it went to her head, then a second and a third. I unloaded all the cum I possibly could. When the last bit escaped, I just let it stay inside to soak. I couldn’t move to pull it out. She quickly learned how to use her inner pussy muscles to squeeze as though she was milking it all out. After a few minutes I felt the shrinking and eased back out. As I looked down, I could see my cum following it out and onto the bedsheet. When I was totally backed out, I leaned down and kissed her lips. I got up and went to the phone to dial a number.
“Hello, Beth?.............................................................