How to Train Your Daughter Ch. 09b

'I feel like I've been lucky that some of the men who have already trained me this week wanted one,' she continued, 'but I'd really like to get more practice with my mouth today if I can. And I really like the taste of semen, so if I got to choose-and I know I don't, but I'm just saying-IF I got to choose, I would like for you guys to cum in my mouth when you're finished training me.'

'And that, gentlemen,' Martin said amid the other fathers' earnest assurances that every effort would be made to find time in today's busy schedule for Jennifer to practice her oral skills, 'is what makes a Festival champion. Thank you for sharing that, Jennifer. You seem to have a strong mind-body connection-I'm impressed at your ability to articulate so clearly what you are experiencing and thinking sexually. You're going to do very well in your training in the coming years.'

'I...um...once saw it where the girl...was sitting on top of the guy. On his penis,' Layla said, raising her hand and taking some confidence from her friend's frankness. 'It looked like it would be kind of fun and feel really good-I'd like to try that with one of you if that's okay.'

Curt spoke up. 'Have any of you done anal yet?'

All of the girls' eyes widened and they shook their heads.

'It's a bit advanced, but it is still definitely a fundamental skill that you'll all need to learn at some point anyways-would any of you like to start working on that today? If one of you does, I'll just teach her. Otherwise I'll just volunteer a couple of you when you visit my station.'

With an impish look on her face, and to a chorus of impressed titters from her companions, Elizabeth slowly raised her hand. 'I'd like to try, at least. But I don't want it to hurt a lot.'

'Of course,' Curt said, 'we'll go slow and see how far we can get.'

Dave lifted his beer. 'I'd be happy to team up with you and work on her together, if you'd like some help.'

'Perfect,' Curt replied, giving a Top Gun salute and thumbs-up, 'we can do that later this afternoon perhaps.'

'I want to know something,' Jennifer announced with a mischievous look in my direction, 'you all know how many men have trained us-I think you should tell us how many girls you've trained.'

She was met with a laugh, and I was about to reprimand her impertinence, but Martin stepped in.

'Dear girl, that is not an appropriate question-but I think you know that. I'll just say for myself that when I was a bit younger, I scheduled a lesson for every evening on my way home from the office, and often first thing in the morning on the way back into the city as well. That adds up to quite a number of girls I've been fortunate to work with over the years.'

His features softened in his reverie, and he gestured at my daughter with a smile as he spoke to her.

'The beauty is that every time I train a new girl, it's like the first time again. I'll never tire of this work. The privilege of handling girls like you, Jennifer; the honor of being one of the first men to use your body for its intended purpose; the thrill of releasing my semen into that exquisite vagina that took eighteen whole years to reach perfection-ah, it's all a blessing.'

The rest of us murmured our agreement, and reflected on the five naked blessings that were indeed about to be enjoyed.

Abigail timidly raised her hand. 'Um, are you going to...train us...really...hard?'

Everyone rushed to assure her that they'd start slow and easy and work up from there, and Kristen hugged her and whispered that she had wanted to ask the same thing.

'Remember, girls,' Martin reiterated, 'we want everything we do TO you to feel good FOR you.'

Then, rising to his feet, he announced, 'Alright, gentlemen, if you have any further, more intimate questions for the girls you can ask them when they visit your station, of course.

'Now, the girls will be rotating counterclockwise through the room, so in order to have all of them at their fathers' stations on the fifth rotation, your girls will each start to your right.

'That means, my dear Robert, that you, sir, will begin with my darling Elizabeth-enjoy,' he said, giving his granddaughter a light shove in my direction.

(Continued in Ch. 9c)