The Dark Room

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"You did it, didn't you?" Sarah said to Lucy the next day.

"what do you mean Sarah?" Lucy asked, the question having come somewhat out of the blue as they two of them made their way between classes.

"You lost it, your virginity, didn't you?" Sarah probed.

"What makes you think that?" Lucy asked, blushing, all but giving herself away regardless of how she had intended to keep the secret.

"I don't know, there's just something about the way that you're walking today ... a bit more confidence or something. I was trying to think what might have changed and realized that it had actually happened after we left the photography class yesterday. And given how you're blushing now, I know that I'm right," she finished smugly. Lucy said nothing, trying to restrain her embarrassment rather than respond.

"It's ok, I think its cool!" Sarah said after a moment. "Heck, I lost mine to Brad Goreman and that was nothing to write home about. He hadn't done it before either and he'd cum before I even really had chance to consider whether it felt good or not!"

Lucy laughed despite her best efforts not to. "Well Mr. Johns didn't even cum because it hurt when he went all the way in so I didn't let him stay there."

"Oh don't worry about that," Sarah said reassuringly, "from the people I know that have lost it, no one enjoys the first time much other than for having done it. Everyone says that it's much better after the first time. That's when you really start to enjoy it. I know it was true for me, so you probably did the best thing, got the painful bit out of the way so that next time you can really enjoy yourself.

"Are you on the pill though?" Sarah asked.

"No, I'm not," Lucy replied.

"Well you might want to think about it, because if you do let him cum, you don't want to get pregnant, and it's probably a bit hard to get a condom on him in the dark room."

"Oh yeah, I guess I hadn't thought that far," Lucy said as they entered their next class room.

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The fact that Lucy had lost her virginity wasn't a secret amongst the friends for long, particularly when there was a discussion one lunch time about who was and who wasn't on the pill.

"I am now," Allison admitted after Sarah had told them all that she'd been on it for a year or so, after a boy that she'd been going to sleep with had kept trying to do her without a condom. Allison's admission brought to full light the risk that she'd taken and why she'd been away sick. The girls were very supportive of their friend, though it took Jo a little longer to come to grips with the situation than the rest of her friends.

"Do you realise that if you'd had a kid, it would have been my step sister or brother?" she'd said to Allison. "That's kind of freaky you know. I think that if you're all going to keep this shit up then you have to be on the pill," she declared, not quite liking the potential of being a step sibling to one of her friend's kids. They made a pact then, that all of the girls that weren't on the pill would go to the doctor and start.

And so it was that two weeks after that discussion, Sylvia decided that she was now ready to lose her virginity, not wanting to be the last of the girls to do so and thinking that she should seize the advantage that she held over Jo, who would have to find some other source, something that wasn't a very attractive prospect when you looked at most of the boys in their year level. Those that were interesting prospects tended to be taken already.

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Dave smoothed back the hair on the girl's head as she sucked his cock in the dark room, wishing that she would simply keep going until he could shoot his load down the back of her throat. She sucked him long enough that he started to think that this may indeed be about to happen, but just as he started to buck his hips, his balls about to empty their seed, the mouth was withdrawn. He almost groaned aloud with the disappointment and only just managed to suppress it. The hand that had held the base of his cock hadn't let go though and he surmised that the girl was standing up as her hand twisted on his cock. He felt her pull him toward her and found that his cock was being directed between her legs from behind.

Dave reached out with his hands to take the girl's hips, slipping them under her skirt. He felt her pussy rub along the top of his cock, coating it with her juices. She was obviously very horny. Then he felt her guiding him, her hand steering the head of his cock as she thrust her butt out and her hips down and his cock slipped between her lips a little. She held still and Dave pushed, applying firm and consistent pressure, feeling his cock slide a little further. Then he pulled back before sliding in again, deeper this time; deeper until he met resistance. He slowed down, easing his cock in and out of her pussy, not sure what she was going to want. Did she want him to break her hymen? Here in the darkroom, rather than in some other setting, with someone her own age?

He felt her start to thrust backward in counterpoint to his penetrations and when she became more insistent with her movements, decided that she must want him to. He thrust hard and fast, tearing through her hymen, drawing an audible gasp from her. He held still, his cock buried in her pussy. He was so close to cumming that he didn't stay still for long, but began moving back and forth again, sliding in and out. When he wasn't pushed away or stopped at all, his movements became a little more urgent and then he found that there was no holding back. His cock exploded inside the enveloping pussy and he grunted, his seed flowing in a torrent.

Sylvia bit down on her lip as the pain of the penetration was replaced by the flood of cum in her pussy. She'd done it, she'd lost her virginity. Now she hoped that it would feel better the next time. It had been fine at first, but after he'd broken through her hymen, it had hurt more than she'd expected.

With the lesson over Dave watched the girls as they walked from the classroom. From the way she was walking, it appeared that it was the young Asian girl Sylvia whom he'd just deflowered. He knew that the memory would provide him with plenty more fuel to release loads in the future.

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Jo sat at home pondering the fact that she was now the last of her friends to lose her virginity. She didn't like being the one, but she also didn't want to just lose it to some guy for the sake of losing it. For a start she didn't think that they deserved the bragging rights of having nailed her.

She could do what her friends had done and lose it to her dad in the dark room, but she thought that that was too impersonal. Of course, if she didn't do it in the darkroom, it would take her to a place where she'd never thought she would go ... sex with her father ... in the house.

She spent a long time thinking about it and finally thought that perhaps she had come up with a plan. For a start, she thought she should let him know somehow that she'd actively participated in what happened at school.

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The following day during the class, just before she went into the darkroom, she put on lipstick. It was a slightly odd shade of red, almost orange in fact, that she'd received as a free promotion and never really worn. She made sure that the other girls were all in the darkroom before her and that her father saw her put the lipstick on as he waited for her just inside the door. She smiled at him, her heart pounding so hard that she was sure that he could hear it beating within her chest. Her pussy was already soaked and she squeezed her legs together as she waited for the lights to go off so that she could swap places.

Dave's mind was racing. He saw Jo put lipstick on before coming into the darkroom. She had never done so before but had also gone out of her way to make sure that she was the last one in. He flicked off the switch and began walking through the room. Soon enough he was stopped and his cock extracted from his pants. A mouth closed over it and he couldn't help but wonder if this was what the lipstick was for; to mark him? Could Jo be actually letting him know what she was doing? The simple thought of it was enough that he nearly lost his load. As the girl stood up from sucking him, he reached out and allowed his hands to grope all over her body as they kissed. Then he moved on and found his cock sucked a second time.

By the time that his watch beeped it's alarm to indicate the end of the lesson, he'd had three mouths on his cock and his fingers in two pussies. But the real excitement for him was to come after the girls had left.

He all but shooed them out, noticing that as Jo left, she wiped the lipstick from her lips with a tissue.

He raced back into the darkroom and closed the door. Then he extracted his cock from his pants and found that there were indeed smears of lipstick up and down his cock. And the shade matched that which his daughter had been wearing.

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When he arrived home that night, Jo was watching TV, lying on the floor in a tight t-shirt and a pair of pale blue lycra athletic shorts that hugged her butt perfectly. He wasn't quite sure what to say, wanting to broach the morning's lesson immediately, but unable to find the words.

"Hi Jo," he said, almost stumbling over even that small greeting.

"Hi Dad!" she replied rolling over onto her back, smiling up at him. Dave tried not to look at the mound of her pussy, where it clung to her, or to her nipples which seemed to be inordinately hard under that top.

Jo watched her father's eyes, seeing them sweep over her body, struggling to move from her tightly clad frame in their efforts to meet her own eyes. She knew exactly what she was doing to him and was enjoying it. She'd made her decision and had decided that tonight would be the night.

"How was the rest of your day?" Dave asked, swallowing hard, feeling his erection growing in his pants as his eyes flicked over her body again. Jo stretched, thrusting her hips up off the ground whilst raising her hands above her head, the material rubbing against her nipples as it shifted.

"Oh so so, not as good as photography of course," she replied, licking her lips. Dave had to swallow hard again as he saw the sheen of moisture that was left on her lips after her tongue slowly ran across the surface. He couldn't help but think of the lesson now that she'd mentioned it and the visual cue of her lips brought images to his mind of her kneeling before him with his cock sliding across her tongue and between those lips. "What's for dinner?" she asked him, startling him from his reverie. He caught himself with his hand half way to his cock.

"Um, I haven't even thought about it yet," he confessed.

"How about fish and chips then?" Jo asked.

"I'm sure I could cook something healthier," he said, his parental instincts kicking in.

"Yeah, but I really want fish and chips, it was so yummy last time," Jo said, almost pleading.

"Oh hell, why not," Dave laughed. "I'll go get them. Back soon?"

"Great! See you when you get back," Jo said, running her hand across her stomach which had been exposed when she stretched.

Dave turned away to grab his car keys and wallet, having to adjust his pants around his hard cock as he moved. Jo smiled to herself when she saw where her father's hand went. As soon as he'd left the room, she slipped a hand inside her pants and rubbed her pussy furiously. She couldn't believe how wet she was. She slid her fingers between her pussy lips, teasing her clit and then back up through the cropped pubic hair, wondering whether her father would prefer her shaved or not. Something for another time she decided as she rubbed herself some more, wondering just how good it was going to feel to have his massive cock slide between her lips. Better than her deodorant stick, she was sure of that much.

Dave tried to concentrate as he drove to the shop. He was so horny from having seen his daughter stretched out that if he'd driven past a hooker on the corner, he might just have stopped to have her help him past his state of arousal. Instead he was left to ponder the events of the last couple of months as he waited for his order to be cooked.

By the time that Jo heard the car pull into the driveway, she could feel her moisture through her shorts. She'd brought herself to the very brink of cumming and only with an effort of will stopped herself from cresting that tempting peak. She rubbed them firmly against her pussy, using the texture of the material to tease herself, pushing it between her lips and making no effort to pull it out again as she heard the door open into the house. Standing up, she glanced down and smiled at the camel toe that she was now displaying.

Dave brought the dinner in and called out to ask Jo whether she wanted to eat at the table or in front of the telly. She met him in the kitchen as she asked him what he'd like to drink and told him that in front of the TV would be fine.

"I'll have a beer thanks sweetie," he said, his eyes again sweeping down her body, this time noticing that her shorts were glued to her pussy lips so obviously that she was sporting a camel toe. It was a conscious effort to tear his gaze away.

Jo grabbed a coke for herself and a beer for her Dad and went back to the living room, where she sat down on the floor. As with the last time they'd shared fish and chips, she took hers on the floor on the paper, piling her father's share onto a plate so that he could eat it off his lap. She took great delight in noting that his cock was still hard as she lowered the plate into the region of his groin.

Jo pushed the food out in front of her so that she could lie down on her stomach, her legs lifted from the floor below her knees. She spread them slightly, knowing that she was giving her father a view straight between her legs, right to her pussy, where her shorts clung to her, wet with the anticipation of what she was intending after dinner.

Dave stared, almost missing his mouth with the first chip he went to eat as Jo lay down on the floor in front of him. He was staring straight up between her legs to where he could see her pussy lips clearly outlined against the tight fabric. But it was the colour that hardened him the most. In the region of her pussy, the light blue fabric was significantly darker. He could tell that the fabric was wet and he wanted nothing more than to kneel down behind her and touch it with his fingers, feel it and stroke her pussy lips. Instead, he ate his fish and chips, the heat of the dinner warming the plate that rocked unsteadily on his erection.

Jo hurried through her dinner, waggling her feet in the air and keeping her legs parted as she ate, wanting to finish first and at the same time wanting her father to have a good view. Not being able to see her father, she didn't know that he was taking his time so that he could enjoy the view as long as possible, but she was pleased when she did finish and discovered that he was still eating. She knelt up and rolled up the paper, deliberately thrusting her butt back toward him, causing him to push the plate down firmly against his cock as he tried unsuccessfully to find some means of controlling his erection.

Jo turned around as her father finally finished. "I'll take that for you," she said and slid her hand under the plate to lift it, the back of her hand sliding along his leg, rubbing firmly against his cock. "Oops," she said, giggling a little.

Dave nearly choked as her hand rubbed against his cock. He couldn't speak, just blushed. Jo didn't say anything though, just took the plate and went off to the kitchen. Dave gave his cock a good rub through his pants.

Jo paused in the kitchen. This was the moment, she decided. She took a couple of steadying breaths and then returned to the living room. Her dad had stood up and his massive cock was clearly erect against his pants. Jo knelt down as if to be going to watch TV again, but did so where she cut off his exit from the room so he couldn't' just walk away. It put her head quite close to him and she could see him staring down at her.

Jo reached up with her hand and grabbed his cock through his pants. Dave Jumped back in surprise, but the couch was behind him and he ended up sitting down with a thump.

"Jo," he said, stunned. But before he could say more, she was kneeling in front of him and her hands had seized his cock again and started attacking his zip.

"Jo! Stop!" Dave said, reality struggling with desire.

"Don't worry Dad, I've already sucked you in the dark room," Jo said as she pulled his cock free.

Dave just stared. It was true. She had indeed taken his cock in her mouth and sucked on her own Dad's boner. He hadn't really thought that he'd ever hear her say it so deliberately though.

"The lipstick ..." he started to say.

"Wasn't the first time," Jo said and slipped her mouth down over the top of his cock. Her tongue twirled around it and she stroked his shaft firmly with one hand as she lowered her head and then sucked back along it again. Dave moaned. He was mesmerized by the sight of his daughter's mouth as it closed over his cock and worked up and down over and over again.

"You've licked my pussy too," Jo added, smiling at him as she paused briefly between sucks and licks. "But tonight I want you to fuck me." Dave sat bolt upright at the statement, his cock pulling back from his daughter's mouth. Regardless of how much he wanted it, hearing her say it shocked him.

"Jo, I don't think ..." He started to say.

"Don't think Dad," she said, surprising herself with just how aggressive she was in pursuing this desire now that she'd committed herself to going through with it. She wanted it now and wasn't going to be deterred. She held his cock in her hand still and moved further over his lap so that she could suck him again. "Just close your eyes, think of something else, pretend its Allison or something," Jo said, her tongue swirling all around the head of his cock, teasing and tickling it, her saliva transferring from tongue to cock as her hand slid up the shaft and briefly over the head.

"Oh God Jo," Dave said, but he didn't close his eyes. Nor did he stop her. His heart was racing at a pace he wouldn't have thought possible and he thrust toward her mouth. He swallowed hard and resigned himself to the fact that he wanted nothing more in the world right now that to slide his cock into his daughter's pussy and that if she was going to let him, he was going to oblige her all the way.

Once Jo realized that there was to be no further resistance, she took to sucking him more fully, taking as much as she could of his massive boner into her mouth whilst her hand moved on his shaft, pumping him. She marveled at the fact that with her mouth completely full there was still plenty of him to stroke. She knew from her discussions with her friends that this wasn't what she could expect from other men and one of the reasons they still continued to pursue him. Her free hand rubbed her athletic shorts against her pussy, feeling her moisture seeping into the material. She could smell herself, her aroma strong with desire and decided that she couldn't wait any longer. Standing up in front of her father, she grabbed her t-shirt and pulled it over her head, before quickly sliding her shorts off, revealing the absence of underwear.

Dave stared at his daughter's perfect form, her pert breasts neither too large nor small, her nipples tight and hard, an idyllic cap to the wonder that he beheld. Her stomach was taut, the ribs beneath her chest just barely noticeable. Her hips flared gently and her pussy was trimmed nicely. He wanted desperately to run his hands up her smooth, thin legs, to feel the heat that would be generated between her flawless thighs.