*Author's note: Please be advised this is a fictional incest story and in no way advocates this type of practice in real life. If this genre offends please do not read further. ~EVE*
Melissa pulled back the shower curtain releasing a billowing cloud of steam into the bathroom. Tiny drops of water still dripped off of her tired body as she reached for the towel. Wrapping it tightly around her budding breasts she stepped out of the tub. Her tiny nipples strained against the terry cloth creating two bumps in the otherwise smooth fabric.
"God that water felt good," she thought to herself. It had somehow relieved all the tensions and sore muscles from earlier in the day. After six straight hours of packing and cramming her personal things into cardboard boxes the reality of her situation finally hit her. "I'm leaving for college in the morning," the thought just kept cycling over and over in her head.
Walking down the hall from the bathroom to her room, Melissa noticed a light on in her bedroom. "That's strange," she thought, "I know I didn't leave that on." As she entered her room she saw her father sitting on her bed holding Roscoe, her tattered teddy bear.
"Hey Dad," she said, giving him a huge smile. God, she was going to miss this old bloke. "What's up? Not planning on taking Roscoe hostage are you? He's the only comfort item I'll get to bring with me to school." Melissa gave a pouty face and then broke into a giggle.
"Oh honey, you know I'd never take Roscoe from you," her father said in a somber voice, "I gave him to you years ago so that when I was away on business you'd have something to remember me by. I'm just sad that now you're the one leaving and I'll be here alone." He laid Roscoe down on the bed and looked up at his daughter with his aged eyes. "Your mother and I are so proud of you baby. We just never expected this time to come so soon."
"Oh Daddy," Melissa said and wrapped his head into her arms and gave him a firm squeeze. "I'm going to miss you most of all." The thin towel wrapped around her did little to hinder her swelling chest and her father nestled so easily between her mounds. He felt close to her, and knew he wasn't ready to let go of his baby girl.
"Baby," he spoke as he pulled himself from her young breasts, "There is something we need to talk about before you head off to college. Seeing that you're leaving in the morning I was thinking now would be the only chance we'd get before you were gone." His face was serious, and Melissa knew he meant business, though his eyes looked up at her softly. She knew he loved her so much. This was obviously very hard for him.
"Alrighty Daddy, give me a few minutes to finish drying off and get ready for bed and we can sit and talk like old times."
"Oh I don't mind if you're in your bath towel sugar," he said and then patted the bed, "sit down and let's chat." Melissa readily obeyed him and plopped down next to him.
"What's on your mind Daddy?" She knew this must be something important because Daddy rarely got this serious over anything.
"Well baby, there are a few things you need to know before you go off to college." He cleared his throat and put his arm around her shoulder and squeezed her gently. "I know that because your mother and I had you attend an all girl high school that you haven't had much experience with boys."
"Sure I did," Melissa broke in, "we had plenty of dances with the local boy school. So I've been around them before."
"Yes honey I know you've been to a few dances, but sweetie things are going to be really different in college, especially since you're headed to a co-ed campus." He cleared his throat again.
"Daddy, are you trying to give me the sex talk?" Her father blushed slightly. "I did have a Health class in high school where we learned all about sex. So it's ok Daddy, you don't have to tell me about it. I already know all about it."
"But you haven't given yourself to a guy yet have you baby?" he asked quickly, trying to determine if she only knew about sex from the health stand point or if she knew first hand.
"No Daddy," Melissa said with a shocked expression on her cute face. "I'd never do something like that."
Her father let go a sigh of relief. "I didn't think you had honey but I just had to be sure."
An uncomfortable silence elapsed between the two. Her father stood and walked over to the door, "I'll be right back baby." With that he left her room. Melissa stayed motionless wondering what her usually light hearted father might be up to. He really did seem to have something weighing on his mind. She thought this was kind of comical, her Daddy trying to teach her about sex.
After a few minutes had passed her father re-entered the room and shut the door behind him. He then handed her a small package.
"What's this Daddy?" Melissa questioned while reading what was on the box. It was a blue box of Trojans. Melissa had never seen a real condom before, besides pictures in a text book.
Her father sat down again next to her on the bed. "Baby, when you're at college a lot of guys are going to want to sleep with a pretty girl like you. Now, I'm not encouraging you to have sex with them but I want you to know that if you do decide to you should always, ALWAYS make the guy wear one of these."
"Ok Daddy I understand," Melissa said, "But I've actually never seen or touched a condom before. Would it be ok if I opened one up right now just to feel it?"
Her father nodded his head and Melissa quickly tore into the box of Trojans. Inside she found tiny sealed squares with a little rubber disk inside each one. After trying to tear the square open with her fingers she lifted it to her plump pink lips.
"No baby, that will end up puncturing it." Her father took the square from her and with his skilled hands tore into it with ease then handed it back to her. He was feeling uncomfortable for even bringing the whole sex topic up with his little girl. Never did he think he'd be sitting there teaching his baby about condoms. But with her innocence and inquiries he couldn't help but show her the ropes before someone at school took advantage of her.
He watched her reaction to the tiny rubber as she unrolled it in her hands revealing the long sheath of latex. Daddy was getting a little turned on by his baby's discovery and basked in this new experience with her. Melissa was so pure, how could he let some guy just ruin it for her at college. Her long brown hair brushed his arm and he felt himself stirring down inside his jeans.
"It feels kind of slippery," Melissa said with a coy smirk, "is that the way it's supposed to feel?"
"Well this is a lubricated condom sweetie. It's supposed to make it slide better when it's inside the girl." Did he just say that to her? Was he thinking about sliding inside her? This was his baby girl. He should be ashamed of himself. But somehow he just couldn't stop the growing feeling and the bulging of his dick inside his pants.
Melissa dug the instructions out of the Trojan box and looked at the drawings. "Hehehehe," she giggled, "These are cartoon penises." She stared at the drawings and tried to understand how to put a condom onto a penis. "It says to pinch the air out of the tip," she squeezed the tip of the condom she was holding. "Then place on the head of the penis and unroll completely down to the base." Melissa held the unrolled condom up and asked, "Is this how long a penis is Daddy?"
Her father gulped hard, "Well baby, not all guys are that big but you only have to unroll the condom till you get to the base of the penis." He was trying to hide the fact he was so uncomfortable, and yet turned on by his daughter. Then he noticed Melissa was no longer looking at the condom but at the protrusion in his crotch.
"Daddy, would it be alright if I tried to put one of these on you?"
He was flabbergasted. Inside, his body screamed to have her young untrained hands groping his thickening cock, but then his mind told him to stop right now and leave the room. This had gone too far. Melissa was after all his little girl, his baby. This was not right. But somehow when he rose to leave the room he found himself facing Melissa with his crotch in her face.
"Alright," managed to come out of his mouth before he even knew he had muttered it. What harm could there be? He reasoned with himself that he was just teaching her a very important skill to be utilized at school.
Sensing that he couldn't turn back now, he unbuttoned his jeans and slid them down to the floor before stepping out of them. "This is solely for educational purposes," he told himself.
Melissa watched her father. Her father was the only man she'd ever been close to, but never this close. She had to admit she was very curious about what poked out underneath his boxers. His penis was there somewhere, was that it?
"Perhaps this isn't right baby," he whispered, knowing he was weak and would need her to protest in order to stop this.
"Please Daddy," Melissa pleaded, "I'll need to know this when I get to college. I'd feel so much safer if you let me practice on you." She reached up to his waistband and pulled his boxers down to his feet. His hard cock lunged out and slapped against her face. Melissa drew back in shock. She had certainly not anticipated that.
"I'm sorry honey," he said drawing his boxers up, "I knew this wasn't a good idea."
