The morning after Becca’s first sexual experience, she is surprised by her mixed feelings.

As Becca awakens on Sunday morning, she has a strange sense of contentment mixed with an awareness that something has changed. She’s always been content being a good daughter and a good person. Has the past day changed her in that degree of “goodness”, or might she still be that good person who has discovered a degree of sexiness to accent the goodness?
She thinks of her short life, just over 14 years old. Losing her mother at 11, being a dutiful daughter and only child of her father, being a good student at school and friend to many.
Then she thinks of yesterday, when she spent time with Marie. Marie who showed her the beginning of the potential of how she could feel with the right person. A person she trusts and gives herself to. She couldn’t wait to feel that again. Marie told her there was so much more, and Becca was anxious to learn and experience more.
As she lay there in bed she had a thought and though it was not fully formed she thought, why not ?
So after stopping in her bathroom to splash some water on her face and to brush her hair, Becca walked to the opposite end of the house to her father’s room and slowly crept inside.
(If you’ve read my first story in this series. You’ll know this is actually my true story of my daughter Becca (name changed for privacy), and describes our personal situation earlier this year. Obviously some suppositions are made about the interactions between Becca and Marie. The narrative style will now change to first person.)
I had slept well that Saturday night, actually falling asleep around 9:00 while watching a baseball game. Becca woke me when she returned from her girl-day with Marie.
They must have had quite a day as they called about six to say they were going to enjoy dinner together, and that Becca would be home in a few more hours. It must have been a great day as she carried an armful of packages, and was as happy and bubbly as I had seen her in some time.
She put her packages in her room and came out a few minutes later sitting beside me on the couch, hugging me saying “I love you Daddy. Marie and I had such a special day”!
I was quite pleased that Becca was so happy, having the thought that I may need to invite Marie more into our family. She seemed to connect well with Becca in a way I just can’t, giving guidance from a woman’s point of view. I enjoyed relaxing on the couch for 10 minutes with Becca cuddled up to me. Then I admitted, “Becca I’m beat. I worked inside and outside the house all day. I’m heading to bed, but will look forward to spending tomorrow together with you!”
Becca turned and kissed me on the cheek. Then kissed me more slowly on the cheek a second time as I thought she rubbed her whole body against me. I’m sure it was the beer I drank that night, or the fact it had been quite some time since I’d had any female contact that made me misinterpret those brief moments. Nonetheless, as she turned back beside me I said “good night baby” there was a look in her eyes I did not remember seeing before.
Off to bed I went.
Sunday morning dawned and I was awakened to Becca sliding into my bed in front of me saying “spoon me Daddy”! This is something she started doing when her mother passed away, mostly on mornings she was sad.
“Ok baby – just for you” as I pulled her close and wrapped my right arm around her. After a minute or two, she wriggled around a bit, sliding backward so our bodies were closer than normal. I assumed she was just trying to get comfortable when she took my right hand and placed it on her left breast. I didn’t want to jerk it away as I was sure there was no meaning in this gesture, but it did give me pause. After lying still for a few minutes, I couldn’t help but enjoy the feel of her small breast in my hand as I felt it through her thin nightshirt. It surprised me how firm it was, and actually how it had grown in the past year without my noticing. She seemingly went from flat-chested to this in a year!
Becca’s mother was a 36C, and even when she neared 40 years of age, her breasts remained firm with nipples that would harden at the slightest breeze. Although she was only the third woman I had sex with, she was the only one who could cum simply by having her breasts played with, bitten and sucked. I so used to enjoy going to the movies, and putting my arm around her, sliding my hand inside her shirt and massaging her breast and tweaking her nipple while sitting among unsuspecting strangers.
I loved hearing her accelerated breathing and feeling her tense up the times I got her off – playing with her breast while I would whisper in her ear how I wanted to fuck her that night when we got home, sitting among a group of strangers. A few times she returned the favor – as she gave me a hand job under my jacket. I remember actually getting caught, when she whispered into my ear “let’s fuck right here, right now in the middle of the theater” I leaned my head back as I released my load into her grip and said “yes” more loudly than I should have which made her laugh for some time and gave us a lifelong memory. And I remember another time my dick became uncovered and I shot a load straight up and onto the pretty blouse she was wearing. She laughed it off – and said it will match the stain on her skirt, since she had just cum herself, and she was not wearing panties – and like me, had cum quite strongly.
So as I was lying there holding Becca, thinking about her mom, I realize that without thinking, I am rolling Becca’s hard nipple between my thumb and forefinger, the way I would do the same with her mom. At the same time Becca, with her eyes closed and seemingly asleep, is breathing in a pronounced way, and she has backed her tiny bottom right up against my stiffening member. If this was her mother, “wait a minute what am I doing” I think to myself? I start to pull my hand away, just as Becca purrs “Daddy”, grips my wrist and flattens my hand back to cover her breast.
As she says this she breathes more deeply and simultaneously mashes her tight bottom against my now hard cock. More alarming to me, I remember she’s wearing only a nightshirt and panties – while I’m wearing only thin running shorts. My cock is so close to her ass and I can tell it’s oozing precum, making this situation even more difficult.
I realize I need to gather control of the situation so I start by whispering “Becca . . . Becca” and she seems to break out of her fog saying once again “Daddy” as she releases her grip on my wrist. “I love lying here with you so much” she whispers as she turns and softly kisses me. This brings more memories of her mother flooding back. Remembering mornings when she would wake up horney and back her ass up against my morning hardness and just start grinding away, knowing I would end up sliding deep inside her in a matter of minutes. Remembering the morning she did this and either due to extra wetness between us or the way we were lying, I thrust forward and my cock popped into her ass which gripped my cock so tightly. She yelled “whoa” at first gripping my hip, but almost immediately said “don’t stop – don’t stop”! I remember her shifting slightly onto her stomach, raising her ass a bit and saying “give it to me now”! I responded that morning by moving slowly at first, then progressively moving faster and harder as she said “fuck my ass – fuck my ass – pound me baby!” With those words in my ear I slammed her as hard as I could, loving the rare sound of her asking for it out loud as I shot stream after stream of cum into her ass. It was only after we finished that she told me one of her girlfriends had been telling her how much she enjoyed getting fucked in the ass by her husband – but added “he has a little dick – so I was always afraid to have you do it to me that way – but then it just happened!” This made me laugh, but it made me feel good at the time & honestly hopeful I could enjoy her tight little button some more!
“Daddy are you ok?” Becca asked as I realize I’ve been dreaming about her mom in the past, while I’ve been grinding against Becca’s tight bottom in the present.
“Sorry baby I was just dreaming about your mom” I honestly answered.
“It’s ok Daddy, we both miss her” she says as she turns and kisses me once again. So much like her mother I think – so hot and sexy like her mother.
I’m about to pull back from her and get out of bed when Becca turns toward me, her body now aligned with mine and gives me a real kiss, her lips not just pecking my lips this time but landing there and staying for a few seconds. Her breasts, with their hard nipples are now pressing into my chest, and my hardness is pressed against her panties.
“I’m here to take care of you now Daddy – just like you take care of me” she says as she kisses me once more. My hand drifts to her side, where her nightshirt has ridden up so that when my hand lands on her bare waist which has become exposed. Her skin feels so very good. As we cuddle and kiss once again my hand moves up her left side. As I do this her nightshirt moves up further, to the point that her breast is freed from cover and is now touching my chest.
We both feel that contact, sighing together as we gaze into each other’s eyes . . . each of us wondering where this is leading.
“I love you Becca” I share as I yearn to stay in this moment.
“I love you too Daddy, so much” she replies “so much I will do anything for you” she says as her hand moves down my front and encircles my rock hard dick through my shorts.
“Becca no, you can’t do this” I say, but my actions speak louder than my words as I lean back, close my eyes, and enjoy the first hand other than my own to touch me in nearly four years.
I can tell as she pushes, pulls and rubs that she is not experienced at this. As a matter of fact, she whispers in my ear, “what makes you feel really good Daddy, because that’s what I want to do for you”.
These words coming from my daughter make my head swim, and make me love her all the more. I just lie there, holding her, enjoying the moment, the feel of her body, the pureness of her in so many ways as she gazes into my eyes. Her body feels extraordinarily, her hand rubbing my hardness in circles. I reach behind and grab her tight little bottom knowing I’m in the position men my age dream about. Remembering the feel of a fresh teenage body, perky breasts jutting out that haven’t felt the pull of gravity, the eagerness to explore their newfound sexuality.
All these thoughts mixing about in my mind, along with the reality that this might be wrong. Wrong by some standards perhaps, but the genuineness that what we’re both feeling is truly out of love.
I break my gaze into Becca’s eyes and look down at her hand which is actually being quite rough on my cock. I put my hand on hers, saying “give me a moment baby” while I pull my shorts down and off, my cock standing absolutely straight up, her gaze fixed on it. I took her hand and said “Baby we don’t need to do this. I’m just so pleased to have you for my daughter.”
“Oh Daddy I want to“ Becca responds as she looks with sincerity in her eyes. “And Daddy, maybe you can touch me and make me feel good too” she says as she pulls my hand to the elastic band of her panties. Pulling my hand just inside them to where I can feel her soft patch of hair.
I pull my arm back put she pulls me back toward her to where I’ve now got my hand covering her entire private area. I should mention – her very damp private area.
“Oh Baby you are so wet” I say as I explore her hair-covered slit, probing with my fingertips, finding more wetness and as I let my fingers slide from front to back, then returning to find her clit which I lightly touch and then start circling with my forefinger, which caused Becca to react with a shiver. “Daddy” she moans and starts moving against my hand. “Oh Daddy, I want it so bad” she says as she pulls her red silk panties all the way off. I allow one finger to slide inside her tight tunnel.
“I’m here for you Baby. I’m here to make you feel loved and cared for. And Baby”, I whisper into her ear, “right now I want you to cum all over my hand”.
Hearing this she shudders again and grinds harder against my hand, working against my hand as much as I am working her clit and opening. I look at her lying beside me, see her small breasts and can’t resist playing with them again with my spare hand.
“Oh Daddy, yes Daddy” she loves my hands on her chest and now as I pull my finger from inside her, going back to circle her clit at the same time I begin rolling her nipple between by thumb and fingers she makes a choking type of sound and then screams, she literally screams as she gushes her sweetness onto my hand. She turns to me, curling up against me as she shakes and shakes more as waves of pleasure and smother gush of sweetness coats my hand.
I pull my hand from within her panties, but can’t resist licking the pure taste of her off my palm and fingers.
She truly offered me her essence and I needed to taste how fresh and delicious her honey was. After a taste of that sweetness I’m so tempted to go down on her and enjoy a full meal rather than just a taste. But I think to myself I need to go very slow right now.
I held her close, so pleased I could make her feel satisfied and loved. She reminded me so much of holding her mother. And thinking of how her mother always tried to please me. Trying new oral sex routines, watching unique porn videos together, sitting on opposite ends of the couch watching each other masturbate. While not wild, a fairly adventurous and fulfilling sex life.
I’m at peace with the world when I feel just one of Becca’s fingers seemingly drawing a circle around my semi-hard cock. And she whispers “it’s your turn Daddy, please tell me what to do”.
Her words bring full hardness back to me, and I reach down taking her small hand and showing her how to wrap around me and slowly move up and down. “Go slowly at first, you’ll know when to go faster. It won’t take long because you’ve made me very very excited Baby.”
“I’m glad” she says, “I want to be exciting for you. I want to learn how to make you cum Daddy”. She says as she strikes up and down the length of my staff.
“Oh Baby, you make Daddy feel so good, so good Baby” I tell her as I begin moving my hips in rhythm with her strokes.
“Am I doing this right” she asks looking sincerely into my eyes.
“Oh Baby you’re doing so good, and you are so beautiful” I say looking into her eyes at the very moment she, with no provocation from me, cups my balls with her other hand, using her nails lightly over them gave me a great sensation coupled with her other hand going up and down on my shaft, wet from my heavy precum. Where she learned this, or from her who I don’t know, but she was taking me to the very edge.
I look back into her eyes as I use both my hands, reaching to hold her breasts as she was about to get me off. I use my nails lightly just as she was doing to me, then I start squeezing them which causes her to say “Oh Daddy yesssss”. Hearing that sends a signal to my mind and I can feel my orgasm approaching as I start moving my hips faster. Becca responds by pumping me faster and says “cum for me Daddy, cum for me” which is the magic word to make cum shoot from my cock onto her breasts & tummy. A dab even sticks to her chin with the last stream collecting in her very neatly trimmed pretty bush.
I beg forgiveness for the mess I’ve made saying “I’m so sorry Becca”.
But she responds by rubbing my thick white seed all over her breasts and tummy, before sliding her lubricated right hand into her bush and conditioning herself with my offering to her. “She looks at me saying, “this is what I wanted Daddy – your cum all over me, just like this” as she continues rubbing it through her sweet bush. Then she follows my earlier action, scooping a gob off her left breast and feeding it to herself. Licking her fingers as she looks directly into my eyes. My cock responds immediately to this and I pull her close to me, kissing her shoulder, her neck, across her cheek up to her mouth, tasting a trace of my own cum on her lips. At the same time our bodies are now aligned so that my cock is rubbing against her bush. Her hair is so soft, a brownish blonde color so much like her mother’s. I want to ask her when she started trimming herself as her private area is perfectly arrayed, other than the white goo I sprayed on her. But I’ll leave that question for another time.
It’s moist where my cock lies, and it would be so easy to slide my cock just a bit to access her inner self. To be the first – I assume – to truly make love to my beautiful young girl.
But not yet, not today. I love her too much to rush even more into this. I kiss her once more, in disbelief of what has happened in the last hour, but so at peace that we both wanted this, maybe we both needed this. We fall asleep together, our naked bodies entwined as never before.
Becca wakes up first from our lovers nap. She gives me a peck on the cheek , and asks if she can use my bathroom. I say yes of course. While she is away I try to relax and regain my senses. . . I hear the bathroom door slide open and see her walk towards the bed. Her little breasts have just the smallest bounce to them that is incredibly sexy. I notice when she returns her pretty bush still has my goo spread throughout. I love that and I love her more than ever.
Rather than lie down beside me, she climbs on top straddling me saying . . . “Daddy I’m so ready for you when you’re ready to be with me.” Saying this while she rubs herself up and down over my semi-hardness. She reaches down, gripping me as I begin hardening again in her hand. She slides forward just enough for the head of my cock to rub against her stiffening clit. Up and back, up and back she moves me while sighing deeply. Then without notice she slides further, positioning me at her entrance and teasing me with the wetness that will allow my head entrance if I give the slightest thrust. I do want more, I want to feel her in every way possible, and her to feel loved and pleasured in every way possible. I move my hips just a bit and feel the head of my cock surrounded with her tightness. She makes the next move, making a rolling movement, pulling me just a bit further to her core.
I’m fighting to stay under control when I say “Baby, I want you so bad. I want this more than you know, but let’s wait just a bit to do this.”
“But I want to make you feel good Daddy” Becca pleas.
“Baby, you’ve already done that this morning. How about this; let me show you something.” I spin Becca around, lying her flat on the bed, I lie beside her for a moment while gently putting my hand on her chin and turning it till I kiss her. Slowly I mount her, but instead of lining up to penetrate her, I align my cock with her slit and slide my cock up and down over her clit, making slow and steady contact which is accentuated by the fact that we are both so lubricated with anticipation. Up and back, up and back I slide rubbing against her with so much wetness I think I feel it running down my balls. She begins moving her hips in time with mine. Each of us grooving against each other enjoying the electric contact. I look down and she is making eye contact with me again, I smile and say “I love you Baby”, and I lean forward and whisper “your wet pussy is making me so hard”!
Becca responds in my ear, “your hard dick is making my pussy wet, and hot”!
These words from my little girl drive me to the edge & when she gently pulls my head toward her to kiss again, and for the first time probes my mouth with her tongue I can’t hold back as I release my love for her all over her tight stomach and once again into her beautiful bush.
I was surprised at how much cum I had in reserve, especially for this second orgasm. Realizing it had been over a month since I’d last jacked off, but still.
“I love you Daddy” she told me again as I slowly slid to her side while still holding her. I wanted to hold her like this all day, never to drift from the physical and emotional space we now occupied.
“Baby you are the best thing in my life, and I love you too!”
So we lie there, each content, knowing that things have changed, but each hoping for more.
All I know is I feel wonderful. I feel a freshness in my soul.
I love how every part of my body is feeling at this moment as I lie here with the daughter I love.
Maybe I should talk with Marie a bit , and get her thoughts!

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