*NB: All characters in this story are above the age of 18 years old and are consenting adults
I'm Kayla and it was three months after my 18th birthday. And 5 years since my mother's cancer took her from us. I lived in nice neighborhood with my dad who was a chemical engineer.
Since my mom passed away, he had taken both roles of being a mother and father to his only child,so I was daddy's little girl. We were really close because of the circumstances and I could really talk about everything and anything with my dad. I went to a private Catholic School for Girls only though, so let me just say, I was kinda sheltered to the harsh realities of the world and to a point more naive than inexperienced. I didn't go out often and our neighborhood was one of those quiet posh ones with big yards, you were barely even aware of your neighbors.
Then one day when I was sitting with my three friends, they were giggling and talking about their first shaving experiences and how it felt.
I was quite shocked that people shaved down there and they laughed at my naivety.
The rest of the day, the issue was really stuck on my mind. I pondered on whether or not I could ask my dad about it. Yes we talked about everything but the only intimate girl issue we'd had was about when I started my period. And it was really just, that I was a woman and I shouldn't be ashamed because every girl goes through it.
When I got home my dad noticed my quiet brooding mood and asked.
"What's on your mind baby?"
"Uhhh nothing really."
Then he came and sat beside me on the couch and held my hand whilst looking at me.
"Hey baby. I'm here for you for everything and anything okay. You're the reason I wake up everyday and choose to live and you are the reason I'm always happy. Seeing you happy makes me happy. But seeing you troubled also makes me troubled and I'd do anything, anything at all to solve whatever problems you are facing. So please tell me what the matter is baby?" He said putting his hand on my chin and raising it so we could have eye contact.
I swallowed quite loudly and my heart was pounding.
"Uh, well. Um daddy, some girls at school were talking about shaving their uh- mmm," I bit my bottom lips blushing not knowing how to proceed.
"Their cunny?"
My face turned even redder as if that were possible and I nodded my head, fearing his reaction now.
Instead, he smiled, a genuine smile that reached his eyes.
"Well baby, I know we've never talked about this before but maybe it's time. Daddy actually likes a shaved cunt... and perhaps daddy can do that for you? Would you like to be nice and smooth?"
"You mean my cunny uh cunt?"
"Yes sweetheart"
"Well, uh if that makes daddy happy. But daddy, are Daddys allowed to shave their babies' cunts?"
"Well sweety, since mummy left us. I'm in charge of looking after my baby. Okay? So we can do anything you want. Is that okay honey?"
I nodded, "Okay daddy"
"Okay now go in the bathroom and sit on the counter, I'll be right there with what you need."
Trustingly I stood up and went to the bathroom, sitting ontop of the counter beside the sink.
I hummed a bit whilst swinging my legs as I waited for him.
Then as an afterthought, I unzipped my shorts, just as he entered with a can of shaving cream, a towel and a razor.
As he came and stood right in front of me, I took a gulp of fresh air.
"Will it hurt?"
"I'll be gentle sweety. Here, let me help you with your shorts."
Daddy got into a squatting position and removed my shorts at the same time with my pants. I felt so exposed I wanted to close my legs but held them both still and looked up.
I got the message and kept them open.
Then he soaped me and unfolded the razor. I bit my bottom lip in anticipation of the pain.
Daddy pulled me to the very edge of the counter and spread my legs even more. Then he took both my hands and told me to put my feet on the counter and hold my legs spread like that.
The position was even more vulnerable and I swallowed in anticipation. Looking at daddy trustingly I nodded, allowing him to start.
He started shaving me slowly and you carefully. Easing the blade around my baby pink lips with a precision that only comes with experience. Then parting my fat baby lips to shave the hair on the insides too. I was feeling funny in a nice way and I could see that or was wet inside my pussy. I wasn't sure whether it was an after effect of shaving or what. He finally started wiping me dry and to be honest I was kinda sad we were done. It had felt weird but nice.
Daddy finished drying me then kissed the little nub that was peeking from my lips.
I gasped when he kissed me there and this time, I could really feel myself getting wet.