Raising Daughters in the 23rd Century

Editor's note: this fictional work contains scenes of completely fictional incest or fictional incest content.

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Today, before dinner, my daughter stunned my wife and me with an unexpected statement:

"Mom, dad, I want you to sign a written permission for me to give you a blowjob!"

Jenny had already turned eighteen for six months, and she had every right to such a request. My wife and I looked at each other. But is she ready, will she be able to suck off for days on end in accordance with the schedule, like other girls of her age whose parents have already signed such a document? Plus, we must not forget that after changing her status, Jenny will be required to wear sexier outfits and be psychologically prepared for the fact that she will be groped right on public transport or in class. Half of the girls in Jenny's class had already received the coveted permission and were now proudly showing off their cumshots on social networks and a tablet with a blowjob schedule attached to their backpack. But the other half still shyly turned away and blushed as soon as before their eyes the girl simply knelt in front of the guy - and Jenny was just one of the second half. When did our daughter change so much?

Jenny flashed her signature smile at my wife and me.

- Oh please! I really want to try it tomorrow! My boyfriend Curtis will come to our house and we will just test my mouth! - the girl giggled contentedly and looked at us playfully.

"Oh, that's it! A guy has appeared. Well, yes, this is a good reason to taste a penis for the first time," I thought.

"Are you sure you're ready, daughter?" This is a very big responsibility! An employee of the Fellatio Service will come to us and test you - both for kissing and for plasticity, you will even have to undress in front of him! And then follow the blowjob schedule for the rest of your adult life! - Hazy extended her hand and covered her daughter's small palm with it.

"Mom, well, you told me yourself that you asked permission from your grandparents almost immediately after you came of age, and not a month has passed!"

- Don't repeat my mistakes! Hazy smiled.

- Well, what kind of mistake is this?! Didn't you like the taste of sperm and the feeling of a throbbing penis in your throat? - Jenny's cheeks turned red and her eyes sparkled.

- Well... The sperm is really quite tasty, and deep blowjob... It's... Well, in general, words can't describe it!

- Here you see! And after the blowjob, I want to try... sit on the guy's lap! And... fidget with them... - Jenny stuttered and looked away in embarrassment, saying such depraved things.

- Daughter! It's rude to say something like that before dinner! - Hazy pretended to be indignant, but in fact she was even flattered to hear this from her daughter.

-- Is it possible after dinner? - the girl smiled, looking inquisitively at her parents.

- No! There's no need to say that at all!

- Okay, mom! I will be an obedient girl!

- That's great. As for your proposal, we will discuss it at the family council, dad and I should...

- Mom, dad! Well, please, can you call the service right now so that they can send an inspector? I really want him to come today, then tomorrow night I'll be able to give the guy a good time with my lips for the first time! - the girl looked at us pleadingly.

My wife and I looked at each other. She nodded barely noticeably and I sighed and said:

- Well, so be it. But with one condition!

- Which one?

- While the inspector is flying, you will please your mother and me with a little striptease session!

- What?? Dad, but I'll still undress when the Service officer arrives!

- Daughter, that's it! So it won't be difficult for you to practice. We want to make sure you're ready. That's it, I'm calling...

While I was making arrangements for the inspector to arrive, Hazy was whispering with her daughter. Jenny kept throwing embarrassed glances at me, and at the same time her cheeks were covered with a cute blush.

- Daughter! You haven't kissed yet... Well, with that Curtis of yours? - I turned to Jenny. She turned away from her conversation with her mother and looked at me in bewilderment.

- Of course not, daddy! Is it possible to kiss a boy if I haven't even touched his penis yet?

- Well, today's youth can be quite perverted. I'm glad you're not like that, daughter!

- How could you think such a thing about me? Dad, aren't you ashamed? - Jenny pouted offendedly.

- Okay, okay, I'm sorry... And you didn't hold hands? And he didn't stroke your knees?

- Dad! You're saying terrible things, stop!

I took a deep breath. Yes, I, of course, made a mistake. Before parental permission for blowjobs, girls essentially didn't have a boyfriend, but one name - at most they walked together, and, perhaps, watched a movie. Any touches, if there were any, were probably accidental.

"Daughter, understand, I just want to protect you." Many boys at that age... They don't always control themselves, if you know what I mean...

- I understand, dad. But Curtis is not like that. I saw other girls giving him blowjobs! He is very polite and discreet, he always asks before fellatio what position the girl likes to do it in most, and before he comes, he always warns! He even asks permission if he wants to squeeze his partner's tits or ass!

- What are you talking about? - I raised my eyebrows. - And before kissing you also asked permission?

"I... I don't know," the daughter suddenly lowered her pretty head. "I've never seen him kiss anyone." He just asked me in the last couple of days not to leave the classroom during recess, as students who are not yet involved usually do, so that I could watch, that's all... Recesses are short, maybe he just didn't have enough time for kissing?

- So, stop! Did I understand correctly that he performed all these polite tricks exclusively in your presence?

- Well, yes and what?

- Yes, he just wants to impress you! When you bring him home tomorrow, we'll talk! Oh that Curtis...

- Dad, you don't know him! He is so good, sweet, kind... I feel so good when he looks at me and smiles... - the daughter's face shone when she talked about her boyfriend. Well, this is probably how it should be - the first teenage love leaves no chance for doubt.

- Well, okay... The next question is - weren't you told in life safety lessons what a blow job schedule is and how it should be followed?

- Of course, daddy! Before each blowjob, you need to write down the boy's data, make sure he signs and be sure to fulfill everything he writes in the "wishes" column!

"Do you understand that some guys will want you to give them a good time naked or that you won't wash their sperm off their face for a while?"

"Well..." my daughter shrugged. - Others do it. So it's not so scary...

"It's not only not scary, but even pleasant," Hazy laughed. - I got wildly excited when the guys wrote in the wishes column "to be naked." It's so nice to sit on a boy's dick while others are looking at your ass and tits! Mmm...

- Mom, that sounds terribly vulgar! - Jenny was indignant.

"Well, as it is," Hazy winked at me.

"Besides, you must understand that many of your classmates will paw you and kiss you!" - she continued.

- This is absolutely normal, dad! My literature teacher has been staring at me for a long time, now he can touch me! The main thing is not to kiss her on the lips... - here the daughter blushed.

- Well, the conversation with perverts is short. As soon as a boy who is not your official boyfriend or an inspector of the Fellatio Service even just hints at a kiss on the lips, run immediately. Better yet, take a can of pepper spray from your mom, these bastards only understand that.

The daughter nodded and straightened her blouse.

-- By the way, have you and Curtis already formalized a dating agreement? - I asked.

-- He has already ordered all the necessary papers from the school secretary. Literally tomorrow we will fill everything out, just in time for our first blowjob! - the daughter smiled again with her open, kind smile. I wanted to hug her and caress her, but I restrained myself - after the inspector's visit, I will be able to do more than that.

- Well... Let's probably start, you'll still have time to get dressed, and the inspector will arrive in fifteen minutes. His name, by the way, is Mr. Johnson.

- Okay, dad... Do you want me to... Take off your top first?

- Well... I think we can start with slippers, that's the most harmless thing, right?

Jenny breathed a sigh of relief. She took off her slippers and lay down on the sofa, stretching out her slender, lovely legs. I had seen my daughter barefoot many times before, but for some reason now the very thought of Jenny undressing for me turned me on. The girl stroked her knees and looked in the direction of my mother and me. My heart was jumping out of my chest while my daughter playfully tugged at the strap of her very open T-shirt top - her nipples were already tense under the fabric and were magnetic to the eye.

- What now, dad? - as if by chance, my daughter ran her hand over her tummy and stuck out her tongue for a second.

"Jenny... can you... Can you..." I swallowed, unable to control myself. My daughter's embarrassed, white-toothed smile almost knocked me out.

- Daughter, just take off your T-shirt for now. If you're embarrassed, you can cover your nipples with your palms," seeing how hard it was for me, Hazy came to the rescue.

Jenny suddenly became as serious as possible. She turned to the back of the sofa and, grabbing the bottom of her top, took it off, pressing her nipples against the sofa cushions. And then she turned back again, placing her palms directly on her large, delicious breasts. Her cheeks turned red again - timidly looking at her mother and me, her daughter lowered her gaze to the floor.

"What are they like for you... Wonderful..." I whispered.

- Is it true? Oh, thanks, dad! - Jenny jumped up joyfully, causing her tits to sway. I swallowed again, feeling the obvious tension in my trousers. My daughter did not remove her hands from her nipples, looking expectantly at my mother and me.

- Now please... Take your hands away, Jenny! - Hazy asked loudly. She looked at her daughter with a mixture of admiration and concern.

The daughter's hands slid down and her large areolas finally came into the light. I felt a trembling all over my body. The girl literally filled the entire living room with her not yet wasted sexual energy. In my oblivion, I took a step forward, but, fortunately, I remembered that Jenny should not be touched until the inspector arrived. The rules on this matter were very strict. Sighing, I looked at my daughter's shorts.

- Do you want me to take off my shorts? - my daughter asked with a smile.

I just nodded, unable to say a word. Well-groomed girlish fingers rested on the button of her shorts. I sucked in my breath noisily, clenching my fists and holding back with all my strength. Jenny undid the button and pulled the shorts down her hips, and then sat down on the sofa and took them off completely, leaving her in only pink panties. I looked in amazement at my topless daughter, who was a couple of meters away, and imagined what I would do to her tomorrow. Or today, after the inspector arrives?

- Dad, your saliva is dripping! - Jenny giggled. I closed my mouth and stared straight at my daughter's crotch. She shyly put her pen there and shivered.

"And... them too," I whispered hoarsely.

-- P-panties? - the daughter said barely audibly.

I nodded, shaking with excitement.

- I'm shy! Perhaps... Will you and mom undress too? This way I will be calmer! - the daughter pouted and folded her arms over her chest, covering her magnificent nipples.

- No problem! - I exclaimed and began to undress. The first to fall onto the back of the chair was a T-shirt and belt, then pants and underpants. My rather large, twitching penis, languishing with excitement, came as a complete surprise to my daughter - she opened her mouth slightly, as if hypnotized by the trunk, swaying from side to side. Hazy also picked up the baton, revealing her hefty breasts with erect nipples and completely hairless pubis to her daughter.

- Daughter, pick up the saliva! - I exclaimed, returning the favor to my daughter. She caught herself and was able to take her eyes off my penis.

And so, convinced by the sight of our naked bodies, my daughter finally made up her mind. She slowly lowered her panties to the middle of her thighs, showing my mother and me a complete lack of hair. And then she went further, leaving her panties dangling around her knees. She didn't completely take them off, but she teased us with the sight of her bare butt, turning her back and resting her hands on the back of the sofa.

But we completely forgot about the time, because the inspector promised to arrive in just fifteen minutes. The doorbell took us by surprise. It turned out that the fellatio service's grav plane landed absolutely silently in front of our house. A short man in a blue uniform with shoulder straps came out and walked to the door. He didn't look out the windows, but we saw him. There was an immediate commotion. My daughter was jumping on one leg, trying to put on shorts as quickly as possible, I was rushing around the room in search of a belt that had fallen out of nowhere, and Hazy completely collected her outfit, pressed it to her chest and ran to the second floor with round eyes, obviously accepting the impossibility of getting dressed quickly. It's unlikely that the inspector would approve of us practicing elements of striptease with our daughter before his arrival.

Going upstairs, to the accompaniment of the trill of the doorbell, I put on the first sweatpants I could find and looked down. My daughter managed to get dressed and was already going to open it. The lock clicked and the inspector appeared on the threshold.

"Hello," Jenny said in an excited voice.

"Hello," the inspector echoed. -Where are your mom and dad? We need to sign some documents.

- Yes, of course... They are upstairs, they will come down now.

I quickly straightened up. He smoothed out his pants and looked back at Hazy. She was just as excited as I was. But then I realized that I couldn't straighten my pants - they were puffing up quite clearly and there was only one way to remove this.

- He must not understand that we were excited by the sight of Jenny! - I said in a whistling whisper.

- Yeah. Listen, let's pretend that I'm giving you a blowjob, so you're excited? - the wife suggested.

- Great plan!

- Mister Inspector, could you go up to the second floor? Here my wife is giving me a blowjob, we wouldn't want to show such an obscene action to our daughter! - I said loudly and kissed my wife right on the lips, like a real pervert.

The inspector came up to us. Hazy knelt in front of me and pulled her pants down. She immediately took it quite deep and was now making loud, eloquent sounds.

- Daughter, close your ears, please! Mom makes me feel good with her mouth, you can't hear it yet!

"But in half an hour she'll be able to do it herself," the inspector noted, looking carefully at Hazy and me. I pressed the back of her head with one hand and extended the other to the inspector for a handshake.

"Oh, you know, we don't want to rush," I said, while the inspector returned my greeting, dryly squeezing my hand with his palm. Hazy moved faster, swallowing the dick almost to the base. Saliva flew to the floor, and the sounds became completely indecent. I looked down - Jenny sat down on the sofa, obediently covering not only her ears with her fingers, but also her eyes, and sang the song "La-la-la, la-la-la." Smiling, I quickly reached release, filling my wife's mouth with viscous hot sperm. Hazy pressed her lips tightly together so as not to miss a drop while my penis contracted, giving her what it had accumulated. Then she pulled away, showed me and the inspector the sperm on her tongue, and then swallowed it, licking it.

I helped my wife up and we went down to the living room. But my dick still didn't want to go down, so I had to cover it with a pillow when we all sat down around our daughter.

- So, all the documents are ready. Are you sure you haven't changed your mind? - the inspector asked our daughter. She shook her head and clenched her knees.

-- Place your signature here. And here," the inspector handed the tablet with pieces of paper first to Jenny, and then to Hazy and me. We all signed. Then the Fellatio Service employee gently hugged the girl. She tensed, but he lightly ran his fingers over her cheek and whispered something in her ear. Our daughter giggled and looked down. We didn't even have time to blink an eye when the fly zipped up and the inspector's rather healthy penis appeared before us in all its glory.

Jenny smiled and looked at me.

- Wow, dad, he's so big! Even more than... - here she stopped, remembering that she couldn't mention today's striptease.

- More than? - the inspector asked puzzled. - I beg your pardon, but where have you seen this before?

- Oh, yes, at school, I sometimes spied on classmates during breaks who already had permission...

- Oh, the school should keep an eye on this! This is a serious violation, we will definitely report it to the city education department!..

Then all three of us began to beg the inspector not to report anywhere. And Jenny hastily stated that she was mistaken and she saw the penis not at school, but in the city library. At this point the inspector waved his hand - libraries, parks and other public places are an inevitable evil, where scenes of blowjobs were commonplace and parents could rarely protect their children from contemplating obscenities.

In the meantime, the inspector decided to test our daughter's plasticity. He carefully stuck out his thumbs with his thumbs, first one cheek, then the other, then asked her to open her mouth wider and stuck two fingers into her neck. Having waited for a reflex and a characteristic sound, the inspector left Jenny's mouth alone and began to write something down on the forms, while my daughter wiped her saliva and looked questioningly at my mother and me, as if asking if she had done everything right. We nodded at her encouragingly. All this time, the inspector's erection did not subside, his penis swayed in time with his movements.

Then the Service employee asked our child to stand up and spin around, which was done. Suddenly, the inspector grabbed the girl's butt and then pinched her. Jenny yelped in fear, and the inspector grinned with satisfaction and added a couple more lines to the form. After that, it was the turn of nakedness - this time the daughter undressed more freely, stopping only at her boobs and panties. The Service employee stroked her legs, thighs and tummy, and then kissed her - first her navel, and then higher and higher until she moved on to the plump nipples of her magnificent tits. He was distracted for a second, chirped a few words, and then turned to us.

-- Dear parents! Now there will be a very important moment, you must sign another consent - for a kiss on the lips. This moment is very intimate, so I focus on it separately. An important clarification - there will be two kisses - one before the blowjob, the other after. Jenny, in this case, unfortunately, you do not have the right to vote, since you have already signed an agreement with the Service.

We looked at each other and nodded. Two documents appeared on the table as if by magic and we immediately signed them. The inspector sealed everything and looked at Jenny.

- I'm sorry, but you... you're going to cum in my mouth, aren't you?

- Well, of course! It's part of the procedure, and you should be aware that most of your future partners will want to do it too!