Gary's Adventures Ch. 04

My story started about twenty years ago. I had just become forty-two years old and I had two daughters, in their late teens. Sofia was eighteen and Clara was nineteen. If you have read other stories about me you would know that I was known as Uncle Gary to all my nieces and nephews. But here at home I was still Daddy.

My wife had been a born-again-christian and when I tried to introduce some interesting sexual techniques into the bedroom, she had up and left me for her own conservative family. She took the girls, of course, not wanting them to be raised by a heathen. As the case may be, she was killed in a traffic accident when a church bus crossed the meridian and ran into her.

That meant the girls were sent home to their real father, me, and I raised them the best I could until they were the ages I mentioned earlier. Sofia was a freshman, and Clara was a sophomore, in community college. They were both utterly charming girls. They took after my side of the family.

They were both small, about five feet four inches. Both had ginger hair, from their Scottish kinfolk. I also knew what they looked like naked. From the time each reached eighteen I made it a habit to spy on them in their rooms. I was a carpenter, and had installed two-way mirrors in the walls of their rooms.

They thought their rooms adjoined each other, but there was actually a narrow hall-way between them. That was where I went in the darkness to spy on my girls. The entry was through a little closet we kept supplies in with a hidden door in the rear.

Each mirror was very elaborate, and I presented one as an eighteen year birthday present, first to Clara, one year later to Sofia. They were both thrilled to get them. It was the indication to them that they could start using make-up and going out with boys, much as I hated that idea.

But their mother had, at least, taught them to keep their virginity. Their mother meant until marriage, of course. So they stayed virgins through school and were still "pure" at the time I installed each mirror.

I did have my own ideas of right and wrong. That's why I didn't spy on them until they reached eighteen years of age. So Clara was the first I saw naked. And I found that I had brought forth from my loins a true beauty. Her ginger hair was long and wavy, her breasts were small but perky as hell with large nipples when they hardened. Her little pussy was unshaven, of course, in a little V shape. And her little pubes were just as ginger as her hair and tightly curly.

After the girls came home from college each day, I would spend hours watching Clara as she primped around her room. She was a good student, so she did study as necessary, but she also loved to try on clothes, especially when she had just come in from her nightly shower and dropped the towel she was wearing. She liked to try on clothes, and she liked to walk around naked. I think she was smart enough to be proud of what she had.

Not only was she proud, she enjoyed her body. Many an evening I spent jacking off as she examined her own body. She very soon discovered how good it felt to squeeze her titties, and to give the nipples little pinches. Later, she must have felt something happening down below when she played with her tits.

She started learning where to touch herself around her pussy for the best feelings. She discovered her little clit and found out how it would peek out when she rubbed it with a finger. Then, when her little pussy started leaking fluids, it surprised her, but it felt good to rub that juice around her labia. All the while my hard, six inches were being abused by my right hand.

I must have come in that hallway dozens of times, shooting my wad onto the floor. It was basically my come room.

When Clara had come to really know her body, I decided to introduce her to a man's body. That was when she turned nineteen. She had dated a few times, but I could tell, as any father should, that she was still a virgin. So before some pencil dicked prick used my baby, I decided to teach her all the tricks, so she wouldn't be surprised or forced into anything she didn't want.

Besides, I wanted some of that red haired pussy.

So, one evening while Sofia was in her room doing homework, I tapped on Clara's door. I already knew, from having just watched her, that she was naked. So she said, "wait a minute."

When she opened the door and saw me she smiled. My girls had come to love me dearly since their mother died. I had been very good to them.

"Hi, baby, we need to talk a little, okay?", I said.

"Sure Daddy"

There were no chairs in their rooms, so we went over and sat on her twin bed. She had just put on a teddy and panties. That's what she always slept in.

"Clara, baby, when you first became a teenager did your Mom talk to you about sex?"

She blushed so sweetly. "No Daddy, but we learn some of that in school, you know."

"Well, then we really need to talk, especially since you're now dating."

"Okay Daddy. But it seems a little funny to talk about this with you."

"Everything I tell you, or show you, is something you really need to know. I know you trust me to do the best for you always. There are things that every young lady needs to know."

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o I said, "Baby have you ever even seen what a man has under his clothes?"

"No, Daddy. If it something bad?"

"Oh no, precious, it isn't bad at all, unless the man is bad himself, but you don't think that I'm bad do you?"

"Oh no, Daddy. You would never hurt me. I love you so much."

"Then, first of all, let's just take off our clothes, so you can see what I'm talking about. I'll go first and then you can follow, only if you want, okay?"

Then I began taking off my clothes, first my house slippers, then my teeshirt, and finally my sweat pants that I always wore around the house. I always went commando (no underwear).

I had been scrupulous about not getting hard yet. I wanted her to see the most natural male body, in a normal state. For a forty-two year old, I hadn't really developed a belly yet. I was an old vet and had maintained my conditioning. So my cock just hung down about four inches with my balls hanging below.

Clara giggled. She was staring with big eyes at her first cock. "Can I touch it, Daddy?"

"Of course, baby, but it may do something surprising. Don't be afraid, okay sweetie?"

So she reached out with her tiny hand and touched a finger to my cock. Then she got bolder, and put her hand on it. That's when it started growing, and she dropped it like a hot potato.

"It's okay, Clara. That's natural. This is what some call a hard on, when a prick or cock or dick gets hard. It doesn't hurt me. In fact, it feels good like when you little clit gets hard."

"What's a clit, Daddy?"

"I'll show you when you take off your teddy and panties, cupcake."

So she shyly removed her nightwear, little knowing that I had seen everything she had, except perhaps her little asshole and inside her pussy. And she blushed that Scottish reddish-pink that is so adorable, with her ginger hair.

Then, I slowly brought her down beside me, and laid her down on her bed. Her nipples pointed straight up and were getting hard. I slowly put my finger on her little clit.

"This is your clit, baby. Really it's called a clitoris but we usually just say clit."

Then I moved my finger down to her labia.

"You know this is your vagina, but it can be called a pussy, or cunt, or many other names. I prefer pussy, cause it sounds soft and cuddly."

Now I began softly caressing her pussy, and she began to moan a little, and slowly I inched my middle finger into her pussy. Her legs had spread so wide that I moved off the bed and knelt between her legs on the floor.

"Oh, Daddy, is it supposed to feel so good?"

I just leaned down and kissed her clitty. Then ran my tongue across it. She moaned even louder. I started really eating that daughter pussy. I was sucking out the pussy juices she was profusely leaking out. So much that it was running down her thighs and soaking the bed.

I didn't want to stop pussy-diving, but there were more lessons to teach. My cock needed a workout, for one. I slowly crawled up on the bed and held my daughter in my arms. Then I began kissing her like she had never been kissed before. And she was kissing back, and she reached down and tried to grab my cock again.

I was so much enjoying making out with my still virgin daughter. I nibbled her lips, licked and sucked on her ears, and returned to ram my tongue down her throat. She hadn't objected to anything, my good girl. And she was tentatively trying to jack me off with her tiny hand that could barely reach around my dick.

Now came the best part. I rolled over on top of her, holding myself up with my arms and started sucking her little titties, first one then the other, and giving a little nip to each as I finished. She squeaked and giggled each time.

Now I reached down, felt her pussy, found it was well greased, and decided to go for it now. I took my now six inches of cock, removing her little hand, and pressed the cock-head against her pussy lips.

"Now comes the good part, Clara. You may scream from joy but don't scare your sister Sofia."

"Okay, Daddy."

I started pushing the prick into my daughter's pussy, and slowly came to the hymen. Sometimes they were tough, sometimes soft, one never knew. I decided to press on and see what happened. Her hymen was soft as cotton. She was a princess of pussies. I started fucking her harder and harder and she did scream a little, but muffled it in my chest.

Then, the best of all, she started fucking back. My now not so virgin daughter loved fucking. This was a joy and a revelation of things to come. We kept fucking until I could feel her pussy juice oozing out around my cock and dripping down her white thighs, wetting her bed with sticky moisture. That was when I shot a huge wad up her twat and made her come again.

That had been the best, but this lesson was far from over. I pulled my now flaccid cock from her bruised little pussy and rolled beside her to cuddle and talk of what had just happened. She had had nothing but good experiences all the way through.

I was still planning to introduce her to another good sex act. One I was sure she had never heard of, let alone seen. However, I was a little wrong in that assessment.

"Clara, my love, I want to show you something that will make any man you ever marry very happy. Lean over Daddy's cock. See if you can make him hard again. You know how, with your little hand."

So she tried to wrap her hand around him, but he was a so big that she used two hands, and started moving them up and down. That didn't take long to make him hard again.

"Now, baby put your mouth on Daddy's cock."

"Ooh, Daddy, Jimmy Taylor asked me to do that last week. I told him it was icky!"

"With Jimmy Taylor it would be "icky", baby, but with Daddy you'll enjoy it, I promise."

So, she leaned down and touched my cock with her tongue. Then she licked a little, and recognized the flavor of her own pussy. She had licked her fingers many times while I jacked off behind the mirror. She knew her own taste. She liked it.

Now she got serious, and put the whole head in her mouth. She used her tongue and suction. Slowly she lowered her head and filled her whole mouth. Her little mouth couldn't take it all, but I would teach her deep-throat at another time. She was sucking and licking and really going at it. I knew any daughter of mine would make a fine cocksucker.

I came for the last time that night. Not much come left, but enough to give her a good taste of Daddy's come, fresh from the spigot.

That was Clara's initiation into incest. Sofia's would have to wait a year until she turned nineteen and she had her birthday mirror for a whole year.