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One year, 42 days and 14 hours since the wife took off with another man and left me raising our daughter Carla. I must say it really pissed me off when she shirked the life of wife and mother to fulfill her carnal desires. But as they say, it is best to move on and not relive the past.
It was going to be a challenge in many ways raising a girl in the beginning of her teen years. I had to make a solid plan to assure she would get all support she needed. First, I made a comment I would not bring another woman into our household or even have a dating relationship.. There was absolutely no reasoning in confusing her with emotions that were recently experienced Secondly, I wanted her to attend a small private school, that were girls only. I didn’t want the battle of late night phone calls and knocks on the door that would inevitably be arriving in the near future. Besides, she needed to be around girls her age and have a female teacher that could answer the inquisitive questions that would be way too uncomfortable for me to engage conversation in. As far a me, I am a self made man at age 34 that has his own tree farm business along with snow plowing services. I have a few horses and have been quite successful in providing a comfortable living.
We have a ranch type farm 5 miles out in the country off a main roadway. I own roughly 200 acres. My business keeps me so occupied, I don’t even think about what I am missing regarding a marital relationship. My evenings are spent working on books and performing the housework duties including cleaning , cooking, laundry and homework questions. Lol.
Carla was growing up quickly and I knew there would be a day that questions would still need to be addressed. I never thought of her in a sexual way, that would be too out of line and the embarrassment would be more than I could handle. She was 5’2 and 110 lbs as she entered the teen years. Long brown hair reached the center of her back. She was going to be a real beauty. Carla also was very naïve and innocent. I wanted no boy to take advantage of that. She was one that needed great detail in explaining things so that she could absorb the entire concept or mental picture. I think sometimes she played that out a little more than necessary.
Our second year alone together, the school year had just started. I would drive to pick her up from school If I went for supplies. When she got into my off road truck, she looked distant. I didn’t get the smile and hug I normally get. I couldn’t quite figure out what was happening. I asked “something wrong?” Carla just replied “just leave me alone.”. Wow, I was taken by that. This went on for about 3 days. It was then I decided to take her to our primary physician to see what the problem was. She was a great physician and practiced both adult and youth.
After the visit, Carla was left in the room while the Doctor and I had a talk in her office. She started out “Well, Mr. Jack, welcome to the age of puberty” and then laughed a bit. I was relieved it wasn’t physiological issued but at the same time nervous about the whole upcoming experience. The doctor told me to relax. It is natural and she will feel uncomfortable around you when that monthly time arrives. I replied back with “if I need help, will you have my back?”. She said she absolutely would. She also advised me not to worry, but she put her on a birth control pill to help regulate the cycles. It is best to start out that way. And assured me, I had nothing to worry about. She did a full examination and all is intact. Then she left me with a statement that scared the hell out of me. She said “look, there is no reason not to communicate with her. I am raising a teen boy on my own. I answer every question and explain everything in detail in their innocent language even to the point of mental descriptions You never want them to be surprised about anything later on. Otherwise they will find out on their own. Trust me, it is ok.”
Leaving there, I resigned to just having to pick up one more item at the grocery. Now understand that we enjoying shopping. I loved helping her pick out school clothes. At the beginning of this year, I did notice she needed to have a bra along with new panties. I asked the gal at the store to assist. But in no way did it occur that it was just the beginning of changes until today.
Winter was rapidly approaching. The busiest time of my year. Christmas tree sales were in the near future and my days were getting extremely long cutting down product at matured height. I mind was totally in the business at hand. It was on one of these days that the first uncomfortable conversation took place. Out of the blue , while coming home from school, Carla said she needed to tell me something. I froze fearing what it could be. She said “ Dad, I am embarrassed and ashamed.” I asked her what about . She paused and got quiet. I remembered what the doctor told me and said “honey, you can tell me anything, no matter how embarrassing you think it is.” She said, “well, we are having sex education. And my closet friend told me a secret. She said that one night she woke up at midnight to go pee. When she walked by the railing that looks downstairs, she saw her mom and dad in the living room. She said her dad had his pee pee out of his pajama bottoms and her mom was petting it. It was real soft and then became real long.”. Then Carla said, “you know that is not fair. I have never even seen a boy down there and I feel dumb. “ I told her not to worry. Some day you will see what that is when it is time. Until then, I would listen to the teacher and let her describe those things. She said “well, does that mean I cant ask you about things?”. Again, remembering what the doctor said I told her “yes dear you can”. She said “ok, that is all I wanted to know”, Then she dropped the subject totally and went on to math problems.
I was totally aghast by the whole topic. I must say I was glad I didn’t have to describe it for her. However, even though it is so wrong, I was starting to get some arousal. I didn’t want to continue the conversation for fear of my own embarrassment and guilt thoughts. I couldn’t get my mind off of the description of what her friend saw. I knew they were about to have something I hadn’t had in almost 2 years.
Weeks went by before any more questions came up so I felt it was totally done with. A huge ice and snow storm had hit us early. Our power was knocked out and fortunately, I had a generator system that would suffice in keeping some lights on along with a washing machine, and refrigerator. We had a huge fireplace that provided heat for the cold nights. We would hang the washed clothes in front of the fireplace to dry them. At night it was extremely cold. Carla came to my room to ask how she could keep her hands from getting numb. I explained that I keep mine between my thighs and after a little while, my hands and the rest of my body got toasty warm. She skipped away and was going to try it. What I didn’t tell her was that I once I had my hands there, I would wonder to my penis and play. I was doing that more frequently as the time without a wife went by. After her description of what her friend told her, all I thought about was having a female playing and petting me like that. I would slowly stoke my cock to the visions in my mind. Pulling the skin up and down and pretending it was someone else. I would leak serious amounts of cum and then explode into a strong orgasm. My body was heated by then and I would drift off to sleep.
The next morning, I went to wake Carla. She had already gotten up and was in the bath. The heat from downstairs keep the bathroom somewhat warm. As I looked in her room, I noticed her underwear laying by the bed. I walked over to them and could see a steak in the crotch o f them. Carla must have discovered what I did not explain. As wrong as it was and with the fact I had not smelled the scent of a female in s o long, I picked them up. They were warm and damp. I put the crotch to my nostrils and breathed in her scent. It was a strong musky smell. My cock started to grow so I put them in my pocket and picked up the rest of her clothes. When she came down for breakfast I told her I was doing laundry and had her clothes already. She then told me that her thighs kept her hands warm and thanked me. I drove her to school in my 4 wheel drive truck and returned back home. Once there I went to my room and started jacking off with her panties to my nose. I could picture her rubbing them on the outside and pushing them up in the crack of her pussy covered in tufts of young hair. I stroked my skin up and down at slow pace and then quickly picked up speed. I took the panties and put them at the tip of my cock and let the cum fill the spot where the stain was. Guilt covered me head to toe, but I reasoned it out with knowing I would never do anything over the line.
I picked her up at school and we went home to once again make do with the cold house and prepare supper. When finished, I wanted to take a bath , so I went upstairs. I left the door ajar, knowing she was down stairs doing homework by the fireplace. I started stripping off my clothes and thought I heard some movement on the hard wood floor. I had my back to the door but looked to the full mirror at my right, and noticed Darla peeking though the crack in the door. I just pretended I didn’t notice her. I thought this would be the time she could see a boy’s pee pee, as she called it. I dropped my shorts and angled to the right so she could see it in the mirror. It was hanging low and would bob around as I moved to put my clothes in the hamper. I climbed in the tub to wash and when I soaped my cock it became hard. I looked over and she was still peeking. I was so turned on by this but refused to jerk off in front of her. I just couldn’t get myself to that point. She did, however see it at its full length. I let it subside and when I climbed out, she was gone.
We had our popcorn treat in the living room and watched a DVD. In the middle of the movie Carla said. “I have a question but afraid to ask”. I told her to go ahead. She asked “do boys pee pee’s grow all the time?. I asked why she wanted to know. She said “Well my girlfriend said they did. She saw her dad again but her mom wasn’t there. She said he was by himself laying in bed asleep. She looked down and saw it sticking up under the blanket”, As the doctor suggested, I told her they do. They get that way when sleeping. It just happens. Carla said “so you don’t have to have them petted?. It was so cute I had to give a small giggle. I told her. “no honey. But sometimes a boy will pet it himself. It is ok to do that. It is something that feels good.”. Even girls pet their pee pee area also”. She looked and paused as if in a stare. She asked if I did that. I told her yes, I do. I wont lie to you. She then said “boy, there is just so much too learn. I don’t know anything about that stuff. “.”my girlfriend not only got to see one but watched it grow. It just isn’t fair” she pouted a bit and I began to feel sorry for her. I asked “can you keep a secret between us and not tell a sole?”, She said “ sure, and I wont even tell my girlfriend.” I said “ok. Did you want to really see one:”. She said “oh dad, that would be awesome”. I told her to come over to me and just watch. I unzipped my jeans and pulled my soft cock out. She said “wow, that is really funny looking. It has a tip on it and I can see the pee pee hole”. I said “just watch and I will pet it. It will start to grow.” I reached down and started rubbing my fingers on the head and it began to get hard. She watched as it grew with eyes wide open. She wsa in her nightgown and I could see her budding breasts and the nipples growing underneath. She then asked “why does the head look shiny. Is it leaking?. I told her that is baby juice. It happens before a man gets to the point of all of it coming out. She asked if it was a lot. I told her that it depends on how excited a boy gets. I then step over the line further. I asked “do you want to touch it”. She said “Can I?”. I told her to reach out and put a finger at the tip. She did and she felt the cum and then rubbed it over the tip. I sighed and it became even harder. She then asked if it had a taste. I told her to try it and tell me. She put her finger to her lips and tasted the fluid. She said it was salty tasting but it wasn’t a bad taste at all. She asked if she could taste more of it. I told her yes, but it would be better to lick it. She stepped back like it was gross. I told her it was ok to do but only if she wanted to. She bent forward and put her tongue at the pee hole and licked what was there. She raised up and said that was better. I then asked if she wanted to put her lips around it. She bent back down and put it in the tip of her mouth. Her mouth was so warm. I leaked more out and she stopped. She asked what would happen if it all came out. I told her she could swallow it or spit it out. It was up to her. She went back down and started licking again. I was reaching an orgasm when she stopped. She said “I have to tell you something”. I played with my pee pee last night in bed”.” Now we both have a secret we cant tell”. I then asked “can I see your pee pee since I showed you mine?”. She stood up and pulled her panties down to the floor. I picked them up and they were soaked in pussy juice. I saw her lips for the first time. Little brown hair surrounded them. They were swollen and puffy. I pushed her head back down to my cock. She began to lick and then I told her it was better if she sucked on it. She moved it further in her mouth and began to move her head up and down. I reached under her nightgown and touched her pussy. It was slick and warm. She moaned and squirmed over my hand. All of a sudden I felt my cum at the tip. I told her if was going to happen and she just held still. I felt the first shot go inside her mouth and she gripped tighter with her lips. She swallowed all of it. She lifter her head and said it was warm and sticky. I lifted her top off and took her to my room. I laid her on the bed and opened her legs up so I good get my head between them. I went down and started licking her pussy lips and sucking on them. She started to moan and cry out whimpers. I parted her lips with my fingers and licked on her clit. She began to buck up and down as if she was fucking. I returned to full hardness just from the smell and taste of her. I asked if she wanted to feel my pee pee against hers. She said yes, if you want to. I pressed my cock against them. The warmth was more than I could take. I entered a little in her tight hole and she pushed up for more. I inserted more to the point of the hymen. She stopped and said “what about baby juice”?. I told the pill she was taking would stop that. I pushed more in and she welcomed the feel of my cock. She said “more pee pee, please. I pushed the length in and felt the hymen give way. She gasped and winced but then settled down. I pushed more in and began pumping it harder and faster. She began to shutter and then I felt her lips tighten and pulse. Carla was cumming. This pushed me over the edge and I let go of my load deep inside.
Aftewards, she had a series of questions but I was able to assure her all was well if we kept our secret. Carla only asked “how often can we do this?, Every night”?, I laughed and told her yes, but there are 5 days we shouldn’t. She then laughed back and said she agreed. Since then we have enjoyed a wonderful relationship and nights are no longer cold.


One year, 42 days and 14 hours since the wife took off with another man and left me raising our daughter Carla. I must say it really pissed me off when she shirked the life of wife and mother to fulfill her carnal desires. But as they say, it is best to move on and not relive the past.
It was going to be a challenge in many ways raising a girl in the beginning of her teen years. I had to make a solid plan to assure she would get all support she needed. First, I made a comment I would not bring another woman into our household or even have a dating relationship.. There was absolutely no reasoning in confusing her with emotions that were recently experienced Secondly, I wanted her to attend a small private school, that were girls only. I didn’t want the battle of late night phone calls and knocks on the door that would inevitably be arriving in the near future. Besides, she needed to be around girls her age and have a female teacher that could answer the inquisitive questions that would be way too uncomfortable for me to engage conversation in. As far a me, I am a self made man at age 34 that has his own tree farm business along with snow plowing services. I have a few horses and have been quite successful in providing a comfortable living.
We have a ranch type farm 5 miles out in the country off a main roadway. I own roughly 200 acres. My business keeps me so occupied, I don’t even think about what I am missing regarding a marital relationship. My evenings are spent working on books and performing the housework duties including cleaning , cooking, laundry and homework questions. Lol.
Carla was growing up quickly and I knew there would be a day that questions would still need to be addressed. I never thought of her in a sexual way, that would be too out of line and the embarrassment would be more than I could handle. She was 5’2 and 110 lbs as she entered the teen years. Long brown hair reached the center of her back. She was going to be a real beauty. Carla also was very naïve and innocent. I wanted no boy to take advantage of that. She was one that needed great detail in explaining things so that she could absorb the entire concept or mental picture. I think sometimes she played that out a little more than necessary.
Our second year alone together, the school year had just started. I would drive to pick her up from school If I went for supplies. When she got into my off road truck, she looked distant. I didn’t get the smile and hug I normally get. I couldn’t quite figure out what was happening. I asked “something wrong?” Carla just replied “just leave me alone.”. Wow, I was taken by that. This went on for about 3 days. It was then I decided to take her to our primary physician to see what the problem was. She was a great physician and practiced both adult and youth.
After the visit, Carla was left in the room while the Doctor and I had a talk in her office. She started out “Well, Mr. Jack, welcome to the age of puberty” and then laughed a bit. I was relieved it wasn’t physiological issued but at the same time nervous about the whole upcoming experience. The doctor told me to relax. It is natural and she will feel uncomfortable around you when that monthly time arrives. I replied back with “if I need help, will you have my back?”. She said she absolutely would. She also advised me not to worry, but she put her on a birth control pill to help regulate the cycles. It is best to start out that way. And assured me, I had nothing to worry about. She did a full examination and all is intact. Then she left me with a statement that scared the hell out of me. She said “look, there is no reason not to communicate with her. I am raising a teen boy on my own. I answer every question and explain everything in detail in their innocent language even to the point of mental descriptions You never want them to be surprised about anything later on. Otherwise they will find out on their own. Trust me, it is ok.”
Leaving there, I resigned to just having to pick up one more item at the grocery. Now understand that we enjoying shopping. I loved helping her pick out school clothes. At the beginning of this year, I did notice she needed to have a bra along with new panties. I asked the gal at the store to assist. But in no way did it occur that it was just the beginning of changes until today.
Winter was rapidly approaching. The busiest time of my year. Christmas tree sales were in the near future and my days were getting extremely long cutting down product at matured height. I mind was totally in the business at hand. It was on one of these days that the first uncomfortable conversation took place. Out of the blue , while coming home from school, Carla said she needed to tell me something. I froze fearing what it could be. She said “ Dad, I am embarrassed and ashamed.” I asked her what about . She paused and got quiet. I remembered what the doctor told me and said “honey, you can tell me anything, no matter how embarrassing you think it is.” She said, “well, we are having sex education. And my closet friend told me a secret. She said that one night she woke up at midnight to go pee. When she walked by the railing that looks downstairs, she saw her mom and dad in the living room. She said her dad had his pee pee out of his pajama bottoms and her mom was petting it. It was real soft and then became real long.”. Then Carla said, “you know that is not fair. I have never even seen a boy down there and I feel dumb. “ I told her not to worry. Some day you will see what that is when it is time. Until then, I would listen to the teacher and let her describe those things. She said “well, does that mean I cant ask you about things?”. Again, remembering what the doctor said I told her “yes dear you can”. She said “ok, that is all I wanted to know”, Then she dropped the subject totally and went on to math problems.
I was totally aghast by the whole topic. I must say I was glad I didn’t have to describe it for her. However, even though it is so wrong, I was starting to get some arousal. I didn’t want to continue the conversation for fear of my own embarrassment and guilt thoughts. I couldn’t get my mind off of the description of what her friend saw. I knew they were about to have something I hadn’t had in almost 2 years.
Weeks went by before any more questions came up so I felt it was totally done with. A huge ice and snow storm had hit us early. Our power was knocked out and fortunately, I had a generator system that would suffice in keeping some lights on along with a washing machine, and refrigerator. We had a huge fireplace that provided heat for the cold nights. We would hang the washed clothes in front of the fireplace to dry them. At night it was extremely cold. Carla came to my room to ask how she could keep her hands from getting numb. I explained that I keep mine between my thighs and after a little while, my hands and the rest of my body got toasty warm. She skipped away and was going to try it. What I didn’t tell her was that I once I had my hands there, I would wonder to my penis and play. I was doing that more frequently as the time without a wife went by. After her description of what her friend told her, all I thought about was having a female playing and petting me like that. I would slowly stoke my cock to the visions in my mind. Pulling the skin up and down and pretending it was someone else. I would leak serious amounts of cum and then explode into a strong orgasm. My body was heated by then and I would drift off to sleep.
The next morning, I went to wake Carla. She had already gotten up and was in the bath. The heat from downstairs keep the bathroom somewhat warm. As I looked in her room, I noticed her underwear laying by the bed. I walked over to them and could see a steak in the crotch o f them. Carla must have discovered what I did not explain. As wrong as it was and with the fact I had not smelled the scent of a female in s o long, I picked them up. They were warm and damp. I put the crotch to my nostrils and breathed in her scent. It was a strong musky smell. My cock started to grow so I put them in my pocket and picked up the rest of her clothes. When she came down for breakfast I told her I was doing laundry and had her clothes already. She then told me that her thighs kept her hands warm and thanked me. I drove her to school in my 4 wheel drive truck and returned back home. Once there I went to my room and started jacking off with her panties to my nose. I could picture her rubbing them on the outside and pushing them up in the crack of her pussy covered in tufts of young hair. I stroked my skin up and down at slow pace and then quickly picked up speed. I took the panties and put them at the tip of my cock and let the cum fill the spot where the stain was. Guilt covered me head to toe, but I reasoned it out with knowing I would never do anything over the line.
I picked her up at school and we went home to once again make do with the cold house and prepare supper. When finished, I wanted to take a bath , so I went upstairs. I left the door ajar, knowing she was down stairs doing homework by the fireplace. I started stripping off my clothes and thought I heard some movement on the hard wood floor. I had my back to the door but looked to the full mirror at my right, and noticed Darla peeking though the crack in the door. I just pretended I didn’t notice her. I thought this would be the time she could see a boy’s pee pee, as she called it. I dropped my shorts and angled to the right so she could see it in the mirror. It was hanging low and would bob around as I moved to put my clothes in the hamper. I climbed in the tub to wash and when I soaped my cock it became hard. I looked over and she was still peeking. I was so turned on by this but refused to jerk off in front of her. I just couldn’t get myself to that point. She did, however see it at its full length. I let it subside and when I climbed out, she was gone.
We had our popcorn treat in the living room and watched a DVD. In the middle of the movie Carla said. “I have a question but afraid to ask”. I told her to go ahead. She asked “do boys pee pee’s grow all the time?. I asked why she wanted to know. She said “Well my girlfriend said they did. She saw her dad again but her mom wasn’t there. She said he was by himself laying in bed asleep. She looked down and saw it sticking up under the blanket”, As the doctor suggested, I told her they do. They get that way when sleeping. It just happens. Carla said “so you don’t have to have them petted?. It was so cute I had to give a small giggle. I told her. “no honey. But sometimes a boy will pet it himself. It is ok to do that. It is something that feels good.”. Even girls pet their pee pee area also”. She looked and paused as if in a stare. She asked if I did that. I told her yes, I do. I wont lie to you. She then said “boy, there is just so much too learn. I don’t know anything about that stuff. “.”my girlfriend not only got to see one but watched it grow. It just isn’t fair” she pouted a bit and I began to feel sorry for her. I asked “can you keep a secret between us and not tell a sole?”, She said “ sure, and I wont even tell my girlfriend.” I said “ok. Did you want to really see one:”. She said “oh dad, that would be awesome”. I told her to come over to me and just watch. I unzipped my jeans and pulled my soft cock out. She said “wow, that is really funny looking. It has a tip on it and I can see the pee pee hole”. I said “just watch and I will pet it. It will start to grow.” I reached down and started rubbing my fingers on the head and it began to get hard. She watched as it grew with eyes wide open. She wsa in her nightgown and I could see her budding breasts and the nipples growing underneath. She then asked “why does the head look shiny. Is it leaking?. I told her that is baby juice. It happens before a man gets to the point of all of it coming out. She asked if it was a lot. I told her that it depends on how excited a boy gets. I then step over the line further. I asked “do you want to touch it”. She said “Can I?”. I told her to reach out and put a finger at the tip. She did and she felt the cum and then rubbed it over the tip. I sighed and it became even harder. She then asked if it had a taste. I told her to try it and tell me. She put her finger to her lips and tasted the fluid. She said it was salty tasting but it wasn’t a bad taste at all. She asked if she could taste more of it. I told her yes, but it would be better to lick it. She stepped back like it was gross. I told her it was ok to do but only if she wanted to. She bent forward and put her tongue at the pee hole and licked what was there. She raised up and said that was better. I then asked if she wanted to put her lips around it. She bent back down and put it in the tip of her mouth. Her mouth was so warm. I leaked more out and she stopped. She asked what would happen if it all came out. I told her she could swallow it or spit it out. It was up to her. She went back down and started licking again. I was reaching an orgasm when she stopped. She said “I have to tell you something”. I played with my pee pee last night in bed”.” Now we both have a secret we cant tell”. I then asked “can I see your pee pee since I showed you mine?”. She stood up and pulled her panties down to the floor. I picked them up and they were soaked in pussy juice. I saw her lips for the first time. Little brown hair surrounded them. They were swollen and puffy. I pushed her head back down to my cock. She began to lick and then I told her it was better if she sucked on it. She moved it further in her mouth and began to move her head up and down. I reached under her nightgown and touched her pussy. It was slick and warm. She moaned and squirmed over my hand. All of a sudden I felt my cum at the tip. I told her if was going to happen and she just held still. I felt the first shot go inside her mouth and she gripped tighter with her lips. She swallowed all of it. She lifter her head and said it was warm and sticky. I lifted her top off and took her to my room. I laid her on the bed and opened her legs up so I good get my head between them. I went down and started licking her pussy lips and sucking on them. She started to moan and cry out whimpers. I parted her lips with my fingers and licked on her clit. She began to buck up and down as if she was fucking. I returned to full hardness just from the smell and taste of her. I asked if she wanted to feel my pee pee against hers. She said yes, if you want to. I pressed my cock against them. The warmth was more than I could take. I entered a little in her tight hole and she pushed up for more. I inserted more to the point of the hymen. She stopped and said “what about baby juice”?. I told the pill she was taking would stop that. I pushed more in and she welcomed the feel of my cock. She said “more pee pee, please. I pushed the length in and felt the hymen give way. She gasped and winced but then settled down. I pushed more in and began pumping it harder and faster. She began to shutter and then I felt her lips tighten and pulse. Carla was cumming. This pushed me over the edge and I let go of my load deep inside.
Aftewards, she had a series of questions but I was able to assure her all was well if we kept our secret. Carla only asked “how often can we do this?, Every night”?, I laughed and told her yes, but there are 5 days we shouldn’t. She then laughed back and said she agreed. Since then we have enjoyed a wonderful relationship and nights are no longer cold.