Howie Returns to PennsylvaniaChapter 3
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Note : This story is completely fictional!
CHAPTER 2
The next morning I woke up and fixed my father breakfast and told him I was going to run some errands. We barely looked at each other and hardly spoke and I just wanted to get away and avoid being near him for a while. Everything felt so weird and so complicated. I wondered how he felt about what happened. I wondered if he was mad at me or himself. I knew we would never talk about it, and I would never find out what he was thinking. So I just spent most of the day away from the house and running my self ragged trying not to think about anything at all.
The next few days were mostly the same. I didn’t stay gone as much but we
still didn’t talk much either. I tended to stay in a different room, or
constantly try to find something that needed to be cleaned or taken care of to
avoid contact. Four days went by and I had now been staying with him for a full
week. When I helped him get up and down, I could smell his body odor. He hadn’t
asked for a bath yet, and I could tell he wasn’t going to. I decided to take
matters into my own hands, and chuckled to myself at my own clever pun.
I went off and got the bath ready without my father knowing, then slipped into
my old childhood bedroom and changed this time into some night shorts and a
baggy white tank top. I went into the living room and sat down next to my dad on
the couch, I noticed right away that he looked at my smooth thighs when I
plopped beside him. I wrapped my arm around his back and started lifting him up
“Come on Dad!” “What are you doing?” he replied. “It’s time for you to get
cleaned up again.” I answered. My father didn’t say a single word he just turned
a dark shade of red and looked down almost ashamed.
I lead him into the bathroom and undid his belt buckle and jeans, as I slid them down to his ankles I noticed his boxers stretching out from his already huge erection inside. I felt very flattered and extremely nurturing, looking up at him. His eyes were open this time but he looked so ashamed. I just smiled a condescending smirk and gently lifted the elastic of his boxers up over his hard cock. I was extremely careful not to touch it in any way, and then gently helped him into the bathtub. I was feeling myself getting a little excited and nervous. Not in a sexual way, but like a schoolgirl who just made her favorite teacher proud. I started getting a little more nerve, and using all the tricks I learned in adolescence I tested his interest. I leaned over him to reach the body wash in the corner, making sure my tank top hung down enough to give him a full view of my young firm breasts. Sure enough, he looked!
So now I started massaging soap into his shoulders very sensually. I kneaded
his spine and arms with my fingers. He was so tense. I whispered into his ears
“Relax Dad! Just enjoy your bath and feel good.” He took a deep breath and
didn’t say a word. I massaged his spine down to his upper buttocks, and the
reached my arms around from behind and began soaping his chest and stomach. I
pressed my bosom up against his wet back, to tease him, but also to get my white
tank top, just a little wet. When I leaned up, still hidden behind him I looked
down to make sure the brown of my round nipples was showing through, then moved
up to the front of the tub. I acted very casual and poured some fresh soap on
the loofa. When I glanced up without warning I was certain he had been staring
at the half visible nipples shining through my now mostly transparent t-shirt. I
got up on my knees and leaned over and started washing his neck and chest,
moving in such a way to make my wet breasts bounce back and forth a little.
As I gently massaged his strong chest and broad shoulders I temporarily forgot who and where I was, “Oh my, Daddy, you have always been so big and strong.” I said in a very seductive tone. He cleared his throat and just said “Thank you,” and nothing more. I giggled and put a little more soap on the loofa and then began making very gentle and slow circles down his stomach, as I reached his waistline I made sure my tiny wrist ‘accidently’ bounced into his hard cock a couple times. “Oh my I’m sorry Daddy.” I said playfully. “It’s ok sweetheart, I’m the one who should be sorry!” He replied. “Oh don’t be silly Daddy, what do you have to be sorry for?” “Well um, I mean, you know…” he stumbled, and I quickly put a finger over his lip and hushed him. Then I just gave him a very knowing wink, and gently pushed his eyelids closed. As soon as they were closed I wasted no time in wrapping both of my small soft hands around his now throbbing cock. I very smoothly moved them up and down, twisting them in opposite directions around his huge pole. He just groaned and thrust his hips one forceful time, ramming my hands and making water splash all over my lap and the bathroom floor. I giggled and gave his hard cock a squeeze.
This time I was considerably more relaxed, and once I had him close his eyes I made sure to sneak a good long peak at his manhood. It was one of the nicest dicks I had ever seen. It was dark and long, but with just the right thickness. I could see one large blue vein bulging up the shaft and the head was like a huge mushroom. I leaned over the tub with my back turned to my father and let just my right hand start furiously jerking over just the head of his cock. I loved feeling the mushroom head snap in and out of my grip. I felt excited every time I felt this hard rod just throb or every time he rammed it up to fuck my hand. I had always loved giving hand jobs, but mostly just because I was fascinated to see the sperm shoot out. This was different. I felt excited to see it happen, but also felt excited to be giving this man I loved so dearly joy, that he so desperately needed. I finally had something to give him that he couldn’t just give himself.
My father let out a loud grunt and I looked over my shoulder and saw him staring down watching my hand work him. I smiled at him and then shook my head very teasingly, and whispered, “No peaking Daddy!” He blushed a deep red and closed his eyes and I turned back around taking both of my hands and stroking gently up and down with short quick deliberate motions. It didn’t take much longer until my father started grunting again. I felt a surge of arousel every time his body shivered, I could tell he was getting very close. Then without warning he thrust his hips up hard ramming my hands up into the air, and held his hips there. He grunted loud as a thick steam of sperm slowly oozed out of his cock and down my right hand, then two spurts shot just a few inches into the air and landed on my left hand. I giggled and smiled at him as his cum slowly drizzled out and down his cock and over my fingers.
He groaned and grunted, making the cutest faces, and I watched with fascination as he cock slowly erupted. “Mmmmm that must feel so good Huh?” I asked, and he didn’t say anything just bucked his hips real fast and fucked my hand for a second. After that he just fell back down into the tub panting and breathing heavily. I dipped my hands under the water to wash the cum off them, and massaged his balls for a second and then stood up. “Ok, bathtimes over Daddy.” I announced as I tried to lift him out of the water. “Oh, Ok thanks sweetheart.” He said shyly, still not looking me in the eye. Once he was standing I started to lead him out of the bathroom and into the the hallway when I noticed my shorts and shirt will drenched from the water splashing.
I stepped back a second and said “Uh oh, hold on daddy, I don’t want to make a mess!” and gently stepped out of my wet shorts and tshirt, and wrapped a towel around me. I don’t think he realized I could see his face in the mirror, but he was definitely looking the whole time. So now wrapped in just a soft towel I took him into the bedroom and helped him get dressed in his pajamas. When he was laying in bed I kissed his forehead and then went off to my room to go to sleep.
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