Conservative widowed father needs help with daughter

For 42 years I lived a very conservative life. Born and raised in the same Midwestern town, one professional job, and one wife who I was always faithful too. Had sex with one girl in high school, one in college, and then my wife – who while being conservative, was a good and active lover. We shared a passionate – while maybe not the most adventurous – sex life. We took great care to satisfy each other on a regular basis.
All was well until 3 years ago, when in a matter of 2 months she became ill and passed away.
Our daughter Becca, who was 11 at the time took it hard of course. With things happening so quickly it took us some time to accept our new life of just she and I carrying on and learning how to make things work at home, at school, and for me at work. In addition to this Becca was involved in after school activities & I needed to keep up with cleaning and maintenance on our home by myself.
Becca came up with the idea to learn to cook together using YouTube videos & getting recipes from friends. This gave us some quality together time and made it easier as two can accomplish a task quicker than one.
We did have some assistance from one of my wife’s best friends Marie, who moved just a short distance from us after her divorce which happened shortly after my wife died. She gave me advice on raising Becca, lots of help with cooking and other housework, and occasionally got together with us for dinner and/or to watch a movie.
She was easy to talk to & became a close friend to both Becca and I. Although she and I enjoyed each other’s company completely, we were strictly friends and other than the occasional birthday or Christmas hug, had no physical connection.
Life went on in its new form for Becca and I over the next 2 years. She made things easy for me by being an extremely well behaved young lady – and grew more and more accomplished in the kitchen and managing other tasks around the house. I felt so fortunate that she was not the typical moody teenager who is interested only in themselves. She was always pleasant with others, no matter their age or social status and was very genuine and caring in conversation.
Having said all this there came a weekend this past March when Becca came home from high school track practice and barely spoke a word the entire evening. I figured it was Friday night and had been a busy week for us both so I didn’t give it much thought. At breakfast though on Saturday morning, after her refusal to engage in conversation, I took a guess and asked “what happened yesterday in school that has you so sad”? She looked at me somewhat surprised and said “I wish Mom was here right now.”
I replied, “Becca I miss her too, but she’s not here; is there something I can do to help you”?
After what seemed like 10 minutes, but was probably 30 seconds, she shouted “I need to buy underwear for someone my age, not someone 8 years old – or some old lady”.
“Wow” I said . . . “How about if we go shopping”? When no reply came I added “with Marie”? Becca’s eyes brightened almost immediately and she said “Can we go this weekend “?
I said “let me check with Marie to see if she is available and I will let you know.”
Well it was a relief when I reached Marie and she agreed to go shopping. She surprised me though when she suggested that it may be best if she and Becca did this as a “girl day”. When I shared this with Becca – she lit up with excitement and anticipation. She had not had a girl day since losing her mother – something I never gave consideration to.
Saturday morning came – Becca and I shared breakfast and went for a walk on a nature trail. Then we went back home so she could be ready for Marie who was picking her up at noon. When she arrived Marie seemed as anxious as Becca to enjoy their special day together.
I took it in stride, actually looking at it as an opportunity to roll up my sleeves and get caught up on some long neglected chores around the house.
On the other side of town the girls started off by going out to lunch and engaging in some girl-talk. It was during this conversation that Becca told Marie the older girls on the track team had made cruel remarks about her underwear and body in the locker room. Even her workout clothes were criticized as being frumpy & was told she was “totally out of style for this decade”.
Marie responded that many teenagers can be cruel and judgmental. She added that many times the most outspoken are those that have issues themselves they want to take the focus away from. But, let’s just take a moment to focus on the situation . . . “Do you trust me” she asked Becca. “Of course” Becca replied.
“Then let’s see what we can do to get you on track for a pretty young girl of today! I think it would be best if we stopped by my place before we start shopping. It’s on the way to the mall, and it will help both of us assess our situation. Is that ok with you Becca?”
“Sure, I guess” replied Becca.
“Great! I’ll pay our check and our adventure will begin”!
They made small talk during the 20 minute ride to Marie’s apartment. Talking about music, Becca’s dad, and a trip to the shore that was coming up in July. They parked right in front of Marie’s two bedroom apartment and walked in.
“How long have you lived here” asked Becca.
“For almost 3 years now, ever since my divorce” Marie replied.
“You really have it decorated nicely – and you keep it so neat & tidy” said Becca.
“I try to keep everything in its place, and it makes me feel better not seeing clutter or having things build up” Marie shared.
“So Becca, you trust me right?” Marie said slowly as she took Becca’s hand.
“Um . . . sure” was Becca’s reply.
“Good. Come with me” Marie said as she pulled her gently along to her bedroom.
“Becca, before we go shopping for some fresh new things – It will help me to see what you’re wearing now & to know a bit about how you’re built” Marie slowly spoke to Becca, still holding her hand and looking into her eyes. “I’d like you to take off your sweater and jeans for me please.”
Although she fully trusted Marie, Becca paused and broke off eye contact with her. She knew Marie was trying to help her, but she was not feeling confident about herself.
After about a minute of silence Marie said “How about this” as she slid her hands inside the black stretch pants she was wearing and stood before Becca in her black thong. “Becca, I want you to have an idea before we go to the store of what kind of underwear & clothing you might want. These are what I’m wearing today – although I don’t often wear a thong like this one” Marie said as she turned around revealing the thin strap between the cheeks of her well toned bottom. She stepped around Becca and pulled open a drawer showing her collection of neatly folded panties & thongs.
“Wow, your underwear is so beautiful! So fancy and colorful too!” Becca stated.
“Go ahead – touch them, see if there’s a style you might like wearing, or just seeing how they feel when you’re wearing them “ offered Marie. “I have different styles and colors to go with different clothes.”
Marie was encouraged that she had Becca’s attention, so as she was going through the panties, touching them, evaluating their softness and unfolding them to see their shape, Marie took another step by unbottoming her shirt to show Becca the next piece of lingerie she could explore, her cream colored push up bra with lace trim. Marie slid beside Becca getting her attention as she opened the next drawer showing off her collection of bras. “The correct bra is so important. For comfort, for making sure your back doesn’t hurt, and most of all” Marie paused – and boldly but softly reached over to Becca with her right hand cupping her small left breast through her sweater and stating “making these look as large and perky as possible!”
With that statement the ice was totally broken and amid a fair amount of giggling, Marie encouraged Becca to remove her sweater and jeans to see what she was wearing.
Becca slowly pulled her sweater off over her head – then undid the snap and zipper on her jeans sliding them down and off.
“Well now,” surmised Marie, “you do seem to be due for a refresh on clothing, but the important thing is Becca, you have a beautiful body”! Becca blushed as Marie added, “ I can almost see why they made fun of you . . . Your small but nicely shaped breasts, your tight flat stomach, and your – pardon me – sexy tight ass is what every young girl hopes for!” “No, actually it’s what every girl dreams of!”
Becca didn’t know how to respond. She knew she was growing and that her breasts no longer fit into her A-cup bra comfortably, but she had always been shy about her body, not giving it much thought.
“Becca we are going to have a sexy-fun afternoon! Pick out some panties & slide them on over your underwear. See how they look and feel. We will have you fitted properly for new bras and take care of that at the store.”
“Wow” exclaimed Becca as she continued examining Marie’s panties. “I really like these two!”
“Great – let’s slip the red set on over the panties you already have on.”
Becca carefully slid the silk panties on, enjoying their soft cool feel as the slid up her legs and over her thighs. As she straightened them she realized how much less of her tummy and hip area were covered. When Marie stepped back – then stepped forward looking at the lines of the panties she saw a possible problem. “Becca I want this to be a fun day, and it will be – I promise, but I need to make you aware of some things. May I touch you by your panties?”
“I guess” she replied, not knowing why she asked that.
Once she got close enough to touch and slide a finger inside her panties Marie could see that Becca had managed to grow quite a thick patch of public hair which had never been trimmed in her 14 years. “Becca, this is something a mother normally shares with her daughter, and I know your Mom never had the chance, but when most women reach the age where they have hair grow in their private areas, they either shave or trim them. Now this is not necessary, but most people prefer a cleaner look than you currently have.”
“Do you shave down there” Becca asked?
“Yes I do”, replied Marie, “would you like to see?”
Becca blushed again and looked down without replying.
Marie surmised this to mean she did – but was afraid to vocalize it, so she pulled her panties down – showing her neatly trimmed and shaped bush. She slid her hand down saying “see how nice and neat it looks? It makes it easy to stay hygienic & easy when you want to touch yourself.”
Becca responded, “when you touch yourself “?
Marie looked into Becca’s eyes and could tell she had never had a sexual experience, with another or even by herself. Oh my she thought to herself. “Let’s talk about that another time, but for now would you like me to trim some of your pubic hair so that you can wear these panties without hair showing outside?
“How would you do that” questioned Becca?
“In this case I would use a special electric razor I have and use sometimes. It won’t hurt and we can be extra careful so as not to cut your skin. What do you think” asked Marie?
“I, I guess I would like it if you could do that, and show me how too” Becca said, “it is something the girls in the locker room made fun of.”
Marie replied, “I really think you’ll like how it feels, and you’ll be proud of how it looks!”
“So, how do we do it” asked Becca?
Marie thought for a minute, then said “I think in this case we’ll go into the bathroom, have you stand in the shower wearing the panties you like and I will shave off the hair that sticks out. Then if you want more trimming done, we’ll tend to that. Does that sound good?”
Becca thought for a moment, then replied “I’d really like to look like yours does. Can we do that?”
Marie said “ok, but we’ll need you to remove your panties & stand very still while I trim you. Is that something you can do?”
“I think so” replied Becca.
Marie once again took Becca by the hand; Helped balance her as she slid off both pair of panties, and walked into the shower with her, bringing her wet/dry razor with her. As she knelt in front of Becca she realized what a thick bush the young girl had, realizing there would be a fair amount of trimming necessary. She thought to herself – I need to start somewhere – as she began trimming the top layer of hair away. Slowly and carefully she went back and forth with the razor, until her entire bush was an even depth. At this point she started removing hair at the skin level around the edges – and gradually got her pubes to shape into a neat and even point. Now the tricky point had come, as she asked Becca to spread her legs apart just a bit so that she could trim out the hair around her slit. Becca took a deep breath, looked away and slowly spread her legs as Marie began this process. As Marie began. Carefully trimming, she was surprised to see how damp Becca had become between her legs. No doubt the erotic nature of what was happening combined with the vibrations of the electric grooming taking place all around her crotch resulted in her wetness.
“My goodness honey, are you a little excited by all this” Marie questioned?
Becca was unsure of what to say, or for that matter or what she was feeling at that moment. She looked away from Marie, not knowing what to say; she says nothing.
Knowing that Becca had become on edge emotionally, Marie stood up, gently rubbed Becca’s shoulder, looked into her eyes saying “it’s ok . . . It’s perfectly natural, and it shows that your body is functioning properly. She pulled her close and softly kissed her on the cheek while rubbing her back softly. “Do you want to know a secret” Marie asked.
“Ok” replied Becca with hesitation.
Marie, after some quick thought, held up her hand in front of Becca’s face, then slowly lowered it, sliding her fingertips downward, slowly touching her own wet opening, letting her fingers part her slit, collecting some sweet nectar on her fingertips that she displayed to Becca, as she said “I get wet and excited too”!
Becca, having Marie’s fingers right in front of her face, couldn’t help but inhale the intoxicating scent of she her wetness. She found the musky – yet sweet smell quite arousing.
Becca’s mind was having trouble with the fact that she was the rare 14 year old virgin who had not ventured in any manner to explore her own body. But now she was standing, close to naked with a woman who was also nearly naked, and who – while trying to help her simply update her underwear, had caused her arousal beyond anything she had ever experienced or dreamed of.
“I’m going to ask you once more, do you trust me” questioned Marie? Because if you do I have a question. Would you want your first sexual experience to be with someone trying to take advantage of you in the backseat of a car, parked where you really shouldn’t even be, or would you like it to be in a safe and quiet place with someone who cares about you and wants the best for you?”
Becca stares at Marie with a pleading look, but says nothing other than “yes I do trust you,”
“Then come with me now” says Marie pulling her gently along back to her bedroom. I want you to sit here on the edge of the bed and I want you to take some deep breaths and relax.
Marie knelt down in front of Becca talking softly but keeping eye contact with her, saying “let me take care of you” as she very gently pushed her back so that she was lying flat on the bed. As she said those words she rose and sat on the edge of the bed, rubbing Becca’s shoulders and arms, finally sensing that the young girl was relaxing.
Sensing the time was right, she bent forward giving Becca a gentle peck of a kiss on the forehead, followed by a second longer kiss there as well while her right hand shifted her massage from her shoulders down across her chest, lightly touching her small breasts through her bra.
Sensing Marie’s fingertips glaze over her little but perky breasts, especially when she drew little circles around her hardening nipples. Becca gasped as Marie’s fingers made the lightest contact with those nipples, then slowly drifted down making little circles around her tummy, slowly, yes very slowly sliding further down till she touched the very top of her freshly trimmed triangle of soft light brown hair.
“Close your eyes, relax, and just enjoy these new wonderful feelings” Marie whispered into Becca’s ear as she simultaneously kissed her on the cheek and let her hand find the wetness that had now spread quickly between her legs. So gently, yes so gently Marie’s fingers slid across using Becca’s moisture, initially touching so lightly, but then allowing her fingers to more aggressively sink into Becca’s tunnel of pleasure causing her to moan and exclaim “what” but with her eyes closed and her senses at the highest she has ever experienced, she gives in to the pleasure brought on by Marie’s loving experienced touch and without thought begins to grind her hips into Marie’s fingers as they further bury themselves between her legs.
“Baby you are so wet, and I love watching your body respond to my touch “ whispered Marie in Becca’s ear. “I want you to cum for me. I want you to feel my fingers working your pussy, your wet young pussy so good. I know you feel it, I know you want it too. Do it baby, cum for me – all over me. Yes, do it now” she says as Becca’s breath has become accelerated and her moaning has grown gradually louder. “Let it go baby, let it feel good, so good.”
As Marie lie beside Becca, frigging her with her right hand, her chin nestled into her shoulder whispering into her ear, she looked down across her beautiful lean body. It excited her seeing her own hand buried in Becca’s now trimmed bush, feeling her wetness, as she realized how rock-hard the young girls nipples had become through her thin bra.
Marie couldn’t resist so using her left arm, she slip the strap off of Becca’s right shoulder, allowing her to lower her head and using her teeth to pull the bra away exposing her perfect A plus cup breast. She took just a moment to admire the ideal roundness and firmness of her breast, with its erect nipple standing out and judged it ready for attention as she very lightly brushed it with her tongue.
This caused Becca to gasp loudly as she felt the electric current from her chest intertwine with the pleasure coming from between her legs bringer her close . . . So close . . .
Marie could tell from Becca’s accelerated breathing & moaning as well as her continuous moistness that she was about to experience her first orgasm, when she softly at first, wrapped her lips around her right nipple and progressively began sucking her breast into her mouth, while swirling her tongue around her nipple.
This pushed Becca over the edge as she broke free from Marie’s mouth and began squirming and thrusting her hips as for the first time she felt the sweet release from deep inside her, causing a gush of sweetness to flow from within. She continued thrusting and squinting for nearly 30 seconds when she slowly bent over into something similar to a fetal position as her overly sensitive breasts and groin began to calm down.
Marie gently stroked Becca’s shoulder and side, saying “an hour ago you probably never dreamed you could feel this way did you?” And to reinforce the experience they just shared she added, “a beautiful girl like you should experience these beautiful moments. I’m so glad I could show you how wonderful this could be. Thank you for trusting me.”
Something about Marie’s words connected with Becca, and she turned to her, wrapping her arms around the older woman akin to a small child reaching out for safety.
Becca was whimpering which caused Marie concern, but upon asking her if she was ok, Becca replied “I’m just so happy to be here and to have shared this with you!”
Well this not only made Marie feel good inside, but the feel of Becca’s youthful body, the feel of her still hard nipples noticeably poking her breasts, and most of all the feeling of her bush rubbing against her own was all affecting Marie in an intoxicating manner. She kissed Becca on the forehead, the cheek, and then lightly on her lips.
As she did this she withdrew from Becca’s grasp just enough for her to extend her arm down to her own damp bush, going straight to her clit, touching it with her her fingertips lightly at first, then more forcefully. She dipped two fingers into her opening, pulling them out with more than enough lubrication to continue rubbing her engorged button. She fingered herself in circles, then back and forth with more pressure as she brought herself to a rocking orgasm in a matter of seconds. As she drenched her fingers with sweetness, she nestled in closer to Becca, shaking just as her young partner had done moments earlier. Sensing it was her turn, Becca pulled Marie close, enjoying the warm feeling and sense of contentment her body gave her.
They lie there together, their two bodies touching one another, now gently caressing each other’s sides and backs. They took turns giving each other kisses, just enjoying the moments they were sharing.
After some time of reflection, Marie spoke “I have one question. Not that there is anything wrong with what we just shared, but do you think we can keep this between just you and I?”
Becca responded, “I was hoping that too. But I also have a question . . . Can we do this again sometime?”
Marie answered, “let’s give it some time, but honestly I hope we can. There’s so much more we can share. So much more! But for now, we better go find you some underwear!!!

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