How to Train Your Daughter Ch. 01

Ramer raised a hand to settle us down, and continued. "Good job, sweetheart. That's all correct. Now what I want to do is help you understand how daddy's friends are going to make you feel good, okay? It will help you get some practice at feeling good in this way, and it will help daddy's friends here tonight to see what you look like when you feel good."

As he said this, he drew his daughter by the hand to the pool table and helped her up onto it. Pointing to the middle of the felt, he had her lay down on her back with her arms at her sides and her legs outstretched, and motioned to us to gather round. We needed no second invitation, of course, and arranged ourselves around the table, Ramer at the end nearest Lilly's head. The pool-hall lamp above the table was bright but soft, perfectly illuminating every curve of the exquisite girl-body beneath it. Lilly seemed a little apprehensive, and raised her head as if to get up, but Ramer pressed her shoulders down to the felt and talked to her in calm tones for a moment, ordering her to relax and lie down.

"Your daughters should all be fairly comfortable being naked in front of you after the past year or so, if you've been doing my program. Now, it's time to introduce them to touching in a more sexual manner, and let them see how enjoyable it can be. Until now, when I've touched Lilly while she's been naked, or touched her breasts, buttocks, or genitals, it has been in a brusque, impersonal fashion-to teach, train, guide, or discipline. When she's clothed I hug her and treat her like the daughter she's always been; but she's learned that when she's naked, I will treat her like a body, not a daughter. A body, that is, that needs to be developed and trained. You may have noticed that she began rubbing her vagina on my hand when I was discussing grooming; while a natural enough impulse-and certainly a very strong one- I would normally have to discipline her for doing that while I was lecturing. Tonight, however, we have come to a new point in our training, and I'll let it go.

"A young girl that is naked in front of men naturally becomes sexually aroused; it is instinctively impossible for her to avoid an acute awareness of the sexual nature of her position: stripped of any clothing covering and protecting her body, and especially her genitals, she takes on the role of nothing more than an inherently desirable sex object; her body will respond by preparing itself for copulation with any male that's ready for the job, even if she is not consciously knowledgeable of the mechanics of sex. Preventing those impulses from reaching culmination for the past year, while repeatedly putting her in such situations in front of you gentlemen, has wound Lilly up sexually to a very high pitch. She is starved for sexual contact, while having developed a strong taboo around gratifying herself. My goal this evening is to allow Lilly to experience her first orgasm at someone else's hand, and in so doing, build even more anticipation in her for her Initiation."

As he talked, Ramer began massaging his daughter's shoulders, neck, and arms. Lilly was obviously slipping into a deeply relaxed state, and her eyes were closed and she hummed softly to herself.

"I'm going to focus on her whole body, trying to cause her to become very aware of every inch of her skin, and allow that to build into orgasm," he continued, taking her firm breasts in both hands and squeezing them up until he reached her nipples, which he began flicking and rolling them between his thumb and forefinger. He took his time, waiting until her long nipples were fully erect, then pinched them tightly, and slowly increased the pressure. Lilly's breathing had been deep and slow; now it began to grow shallow and ragged as the pain built up in her nipples. She lay quite still, her body tensing and her back beginning to arch as she whimpered; finally her eyes flew open and she looked imploringly at her father, who smiled and immediately released his hold on her little nubs, and resumed tenderly massaging her full round breasts. A collective sigh went up around the pool table; we had all been holding our own breath as we watched the creamy-skinned young girl's body experience sexual pain for the first time.

Ramer moved to the side of the table now, and ran his hands down the length of his daughter's torso, thumbs together on her centerline. He crossed her navel with long, slow, sweeping strokes, and his hands parted at her mons and continued their separate ways over the tops of her thighs. Each time he reached her landing strip, his thumbs barely brushed her clitoris and labia, then pressed harder into her legs until he reached her knees. She had started on the table with her feet together and her legs as tightly closed as she could manage; now, under her father's experienced touch, she began to relax. With every pass he made down her body his hands almost imperceptibly moved her legs a little farther apart until, whether because she hadn't noticed or no longer cared, Lilly's feet were nearly at the side bumpers of the table. As it became evident what his intent was, the six of us had naturally congregated toward the end of the table, and each sweeping stroke of Ramer's hands rewarded us with a clearer view of Lilly's exquisite vulva, which glistened with female lubrication under the warm light of the overhead lamp. We elbowed each other and pointed out her obvious arousal in excited whispers.

Ramer's left hand now resumed wandering over her tummy and breasts, while his right began exploring her pussy. His touch was firm but gentle, and he ran his fingers over the surface of her clitoral hood and then slid his hand between her legs and cupped her vagina. Lilly let out a sigh.

"Oh, that feels nice, daddy," she whispered.

"You're doing a terrific job, sweetheart," Ramer replied softly. "I'm going to keep touching you like this for a little while, okay? You can help me by opening your legs a little more."

Lilly lay still for a moment, her eyes still closed, as if considering this. "I want you to keep touching me, daddy," she said, her voice a little foggy and far away-sounding. "It feels so good. I've never felt like this before-but-but won't the men see my private parts? Like, even more than just the front? I thought that only you-"

Ramer interrupted her reassuringly. "That's the way it was when you were a girl, honey. But now you're very close to being a grown-up woman, and things are a little different for grown-up women. There will be more changes later, but for tonight, I want you to know that grown-up women do exactly what you're doing right now-they take off their clothes in front of men, or let the men undress them, and they let the men look at their whole body, and sometimes let the men touch them all over, too. You've been very brave helping me up until now tonight, and now there's a last little bit of you that these men need to see. Can you be an almost-grown-up girl for me, and show us your vagina, and I'll keep touching you like this?"

Lilly lay very still for another moment, then, as her father continued to gently rub her pussy, she squinched her eyes tight, turned her head to the side, took a deep breath, and slowly spread her legs, drawing her knees up and making little fists with her hands on the felt of the pool table. "Like this?" she asked.

Amid a hushed chorus of enthusiastic fathers congratulating her and expressing appreciation for his daughter's beauty, Ramer nodded his head and smiled. "Good job," he said, "now see how good it feels when I touch you here and here?" As he said this, he ran his hands along Lilly's inner thighs, pressing them open at the knees and spreading her pussy wide with firm pressure on either side of her vagina.

Lilly's genitals were stunning. A delicate pair of inner lips ran up to meet a perfectly formed clitoris that was protruding somewhat obscenely from under it's hood; along with the trickle of clear moisture running from the bottom of her slit, there was little doubt that the young girl was unbelievably aroused. Her breathing had become ragged again, and Ramer used his finger to carry some of her juices to her clitoris and begin gently rubbing it. Lilly's hips immediately responded by moving in rhythm with her father's light touch, and she reached over her head with both hands to grab the edge of the pool table and hang on. There was not a soft cock in the room as we watched our host's young daughter stretched out before us, her skin flushed and her breasts heaving as her father brought her closer and closer to her first orgasm.

Ramer continued lecturing through the entire process-a tribute to the voluminous experience he'd had with the subject. For George Ramer, this was a purely professional activity, and he was able to bring tremendous focus and a skilled eye to the task of masturbating his daughter in front of six men who'd paid for his expertise on the topic. His demeanor was exactly like that of a horse trainer evaluating a young filly's gait.

Every few moments, he would remove his hand completely from Lilly's pussy, giving us an unobstructed view of his progress and allowing him to discuss the finer points of his technique. We were fascinated to observe her clitoris growing more prominent and erect each time, and her labia, even without much direct stimulation from her father, were opening of their own accord to give us a breathtaking view into the soaking depths of her vagina. The amount of cream the girl was producing was remarkable.

"Lilly's vagina is highly engorged now, gentlemen, and the fact that she's opening up like a flower is proof that she's extremely aroused. You may have noticed that her color has deepened considerably in her labia and all around her genital area. Remember, all I'm doing is using two fingertips to lightly stimulate her clitoris, alternating between the hood and the little head you can clearly see poking out from underneath. You don't need much pressure at all; you just want her to get used to the idea of being touched there in a sexual manner. Don't forget to keep her clit well lubricated with her own juices, too. As you can see, there's plenty to go around, so don't worry about wasting it. Go ahead and cover her whole vagina with it."

After each short comment session, which he explained also gave Lilly a chance to cool down so that her eventual orgasm would be much stronger, Ramer resumed rubbing, flicking, and squeezing his daughter's pussy, moving gradually closer to her opening at the base of her slit. Her increasing arousal began to become disruptive, as every time he'd stop for another cool-down and lecture, her frustration seemed to mount. She would thrust her hips up in an attempt to keep his hand on her hungry vagina, growl and whimper every time he withdrew, and even began trying to close her legs to trap his hand between them. Her eyes were no longer closed, but shone fiercely as she stared at each of us and spread her legs as wide as she could, presenting her receptive genitals to every male in the vicinity like any other female primate in heat-a very different girl than the one that, mere minutes ago, had severe misgivings about even letting us see her naked body. Finally Ramer had to do something.

"I'm sorry, gentlemen, but Lilly's arousal is now making it difficult for me to show you the final stages of the process. I'm going to need your help so we can finish this-Dave and Mark, will you please hold her wrists and arms down at that end of the table for us? Just firmly enough so she stays put, please. Ted and Graham, I need you to hold her legs. One hand on the knee or ankle, and up here near her pelvis, please, so that you can keep her hips securely on the table. Thank you." The men rushed to their posts, and Ramer continued his work between his daughter's legs, demonstrating how the inner labia were very sensitive to being tugged and rubbed between the thumb and forefinger, and how when they were stretched as far as they could go, Lilly's moans and attempts to thrash about grew even more intense.

"Now, Robert," Ramer said, addressing himself to me, "you are preparing your first daughter for her Festival, correct?" I answered in the affirmative. "Good; that's why I had the others hold Lilly down for us, since they are all on their second or third. I want you to learn something here. Lilly, sweetheart?" he called, trying to get the attention of his daughter, who had grown increasingly incoherent. She raised her head, her hair in glorious disarray, and struggled to maintain eye contact with her father.

'Please, daddy...please...I don't even know what...you guys like looking at my pussy...more, please...touch me..."

"I will, honey. You're doing so good. Listen to me now-are you listening? Remember when I said how the judges at the Festival are going to check to see that you've been a good girl? Daddy's friend here is going to help us practice that, alright? I want you to keep your legs nice and open, don't fight daddy's friends, they're helping us, okay? Keep your legs nice and open, and push your little cookie down here so Mr. Stevenson can help you practice for the judges. Mr. Stevenson is going to check that you've been a good girl, okay?"

Lilly writhed and moaned, her voice deep in her throat, "I have been a good girl...I am a good girl...I'm good..."

"You have been a good girl, sweetie," Ramer said, "so now we're going to just make sure. Mr. Stevenson is going pretend he's a judge and put his finger in your little pussy, okay? He'll be very gentle, but you need to lie very still and quiet."

Ramer looked at me and spoke softly, "Now we're going to bring her to orgasm. I want you to enter her with your middle finger very carefully; don't damage her hymen, just penetrate her as if to check that it's there, like the judges will. I want you to understand what it feels like, so you can do this with your Jenny later. Keep your finger inside her-Ted and Graham, hold her very still, please-and I will continue to stimulate her clitoris until she climaxes."

My heart was in my throat and my cock was rock hard as I moved closer and contemplated my mission. I had never dared dream that I was going to be able to touch Lilly, let alone do what I was about to do. Ramer gave the nod to the other four men, who tightened their grip on the naked, panting young girl, and then he spread his daughter's vagina wide and indicated that I should go ahead.

My finger slipped inside the confines of Lilly's vagina easily. She was tremendously tight, but her copious juices made entry extremely easy, and I pressed further until I encountered resistance about one knuckle deep. Though I wasn't very far inside her, I could distinctly feel her pulse through her vaginal walls, indicating her extreme level of arousal. I nodded to Ramer to indicate that I was at her hymen. I was in heaven; her opening was slick and aromatic, and her engorged clitoris begged to be touched. Ramer complied, laying his entire hand over her mound and squeezing gently. Lilly gasped. Ramer spoke to her again.

"Alright, honey. Remember, the judges are going to check that you've been a good girl by putting their fingers inside you just like Mr. Stevens is doing. They also want to make sure that men are going to enjoy putting things inside you. It feels really good for a man when a girl's private parts are tight, so they are going to ask you to squeeze your muscles down there. Can you squeeze Mr. Stevenson's finger really tight?"

As he said this, he began slowly rubbing Lilly's clitoris again. Lilly complied, and I was practically giddy to feel her brand new vaginal muscles tighten around me. I could barely stand the thought of how good she would have felt around my cock. The act of tightening her cunt pushed her extremely delicate pre-orgasmic state over the edge, however, and she suddenly let out a scream and began thrashing about in the throes of an impressively violent climax. The four other men gritted their teeth and held on for life, while Ramer calmly continued lightly stroking her clitoris in a steady, rapid rhythm. Ted and Graham did a fine job steadying her hips, and I was able to keep my finger snugly ensconced in the warm, wet depths of Lilly Ramer's virgin pussy until she shuddered to a halt, completely spent and glistening with a fine layer of sweat over entire body.

Collapsing in a breathlessly limp state, her arms and legs akimbo and her skin flushed, the young girl closed her eyes and made tiny humming sounds to herself as she savored the afterglow of her first orgasm brought on by a hand other than her own. Ramer motioned for the four other fathers to release their hold on his daughter's limbs, and I gently withdrew my finger from her soaking slit, a rush of liquid spilling from her opening and onto the green felt of the pool table as my fingertip left her. Ramer brought us back to the reality of the task at hand.

"Now, that was obviously very intense for Lilly. What I want to do now is help her contextualize what she just experienced. I don't want her to simply associate Stevenson's finger in her, or my hand on her genitals, with sexual pleasure-the point of Initiation is to introduce your daughters into a generalized sexual state. I want Lilly to know that whatever happens at the Festival will feel wonderful. This will put her at ease and give her the best odds of placing well at the Judging. So now I want each of you, one at a time, to take two minutes to touch Lilly anywhere you like, but especially her vagina. Do not penetrate her; we must not unduly risk deflowering her. But show her how good it feels to be caressed and fondled by a variety of men, so she learns that sexual pleasure comes from many sources. Roger, you can start if you like."

Ramer checked his watch, and one by one we took our turn with the creamy ball of sex on the pool table. Lilly was in a deeply blissful state, and she didn't struggle or protest as the five of us used our best abilities to make her feel good. When my turn came, I spread her labia as wide as I could and covered her entire vagina with my hand, rubbing firmly across the whole surface of her genitals. My other hand massaged her left breast and ensured her nipple stayed hard. When I started to pinch her nipple, she opened her eyes, smiled dreamily at me, and began grinding her pussy into my hand. Unfortunately, my two minutes seemed to end far too quickly.

When we'd finished, Ramer helped Lilly off the table and slipped her blue robe over her shoulders. Lilly smiled at us and thanked us for everything, saying she was now really looking forward to Initiation. We thanked her for her help teaching us such important things, and her father kissed her on the forehead and sent her off to bed. When she'd gone upstairs, he turned to us.

"Gentlemen, that concludes your course with me. I hope it was as fun for you to learn all this as it was for me to teach it. Now, I know that you are probably uncomfortably turned on after that. And I want you to know that your assistance in developing Lilly is invaluable-in all likelihood she will take first, and I will be a very happy man when I get to choose my prize. In the interests of gratitude, and in being a good host and not leaving my guests uncomfortable, as well as to celebrate the end of our little academy and your future success with your daughters using the techniques we've studied together, I'd like to give you a little surprise. Honey, would you come in now?"

At that, the door to the den opened again, and we were stunned to see Ramer's second daughter, Sarah, enter the room completely naked. She looked almost exactly identical to her sister, but was two years older and slightly curvier. Her vagina was of the clamshell type, and she had only a light, even sprinkling of blond hair covering her mound. Her breasts were relatively large, curving smoothly down to lightly-colored nipples which, as Ramer had said, were less defined than Lilly's. This was by no means a problem, however. She was stately and graceful, and obviously confident in her nakedness. She strode to her father's side and turned to face us, smiling as she presented her body to us.