Massager Pleasures

For the purpose of this story I am Steve and my daughter is Nancy. She is 28 and I was 48 at the time these incidents took place.

I am a Major Appliance, Furniture and TV Dealer in Elkins, WV. My father left me the business when he died. At the time I is 20 and a new father. There is also about $100,000 and a house.

My wife and I kept the house and also bought a farm on a mountain road between Belington and Audra State Park. My neighbor takes care of the pasture by grazing his cows there. In addition he keeps me in fresh Dairy Products and quality beef.

The farm boast's a large barn which I have converted into a garage for a few pet antique cars.

My wife got involved in politics a couple of years back and spends 90% of her time between Charleston and Washington. That leaves me a near bachelor and my daughter Nancy a near orphan. At least in some respects.

Neither Nancy or I mind too much. Nancy has taught a few years and then began to take summer and weekend classes at WV University. At my urging she quit working to get a Ph.D. in her first love which is Special Ed.

That's not to imply that I am starved for sex. There is an attractive and divorced school teacher who shows up two or three times a week for mutual servicing. Nancy has seldom been without a companion willing and able to satisfy her urges.

She considers the farm to be her home and she is there whenever she has time off or needed peace and quiet to complete a project. Our ranch type farm house has been completely rebuilt and it's best feature is year round patio on the back with quality exercise equipment and a hot tub.

While using this area you have a view of the valley and the distant mountains. It is a view that many people in other parts of the country pay millions for. My total investment to date is about $50,000.

Anyhow before the incident described here my sexual feelings toward my daughter were pretty much non existent. In an academic way I knew that she is pretty. I doubted that she is a virgin. I got a bit paranoid when she went out showing too much skin. At times I saw parts of her body that I shouldn't see but they didn't send me to my room to masturbate.

I also has a bit of a tiff with my wife when she put Nancy on the pill and another when she helped her buy masturbation toys. I did surrender easily not wanting to know too much.

My wife did make a prophetic remark at the time saying something to the effect that if she has the proper toys that she wouldn't be attacking her father. I questioned her remark and she simply said that some teen age girls are sexually attracted to their father.

Nancy was 18 at the time and I had pretty much forgot the incident. There was the time I happened across a vibrating penis mixed in with Nancy's laundry. Not being sure what to do with it I decided to check her night stand. After all that is where my wife kept her toys.

Sure enough it has a deep drawer containing an assortment of devices which I'm sure would keep any girl satisfied for a long time. As I returned it there it I did experience a pang of jealousy. I regretted that men were pretty much excluded from the pleasure of toys.

If our hand couldn't do it we were pretty much out of luck. I quickly put the incident out of my mind.

About then the XMAS season started and that along with a couple of other situations kept me away from the farm for about three weeks.

It was the Friday night before XMAS and I had managed to get to the farm. I was very much feeling the lack of exercise and overwork. It happened that Nancy showed up just as I was fixing myself some supper. As we ate she explained that since we were last together that she had completed her thesis. It had been a lot of work and like me she was somewhat out of shape.

Nancy did the after supper chores as I fixed us a pitcher of cocktails and we found our way to back patio. As I got the hot tub working Nancy began doing the stair step routine. I thought that she was going at it too hard. Then I considered that she was young and quit worrying.

I swallowed half my drink and then did the machines each in proper order. By then Nancy has finished with the rowing machine. My muscles were complaining. They has not done any work for about two weeks. She announced that she was quitting and found and finished her drink.

I retired to the kitchen and refilled the glasses and returned to find Nancy in the hot tub. Although she was pretty much hidden by the bubbles I at first thought that she was naked. Then I realized that she has simply removed her outer garment and was using her bra and panties as her swim suit.

I couldn't see the panties but the wet sports bra was so sheer that her breasts were not concealed. I couldn't help but admire them. As I looked I saw her nipples began to become erect.

My cock was starting to become erect also. I knew what I might do if she were not my daughter. But she was my daughter and so I got myself under control and mumbled something about getting into my bathing suit.

"Fair was fair." said Nancy "I'm in my underwear, you have to do the same."

Still not looking at Nancy and my cock being back to a reasonably normal size I pulled off my exercise pants. I has on boxer shorts which were bright yellow and has golf pictures here and there. A gift from the previously mentioned school teacher.

I avoided looking at Nancy until my lower half was safely under the water. When I did look at her my daughter has her head back, her eyes closed and her mouth slightly open. She appeared to be breathing heavily.

I knew what was happening. I was no stranger to the effect of the air driven water pulses against my private place. I had never experienced orgasm from it without the assist of my hand but Gloria, my wife, has on numerous occasions.

Just then Nancy opened her eyes and saw that I was watching her. "Almost." she said. "Maybe this will help." With that both hands disappeared under the water. I watched her wiggle a bit and then her hand came out of the water. She was holding her sodden panties which she placed on the walkway around the pool.

She saw the look in my face and said "Sorry daddy but I need it bad right now. I've been so busy and Joan went home a week ago. Just don't watch. OK?"

What could I say? I half nodded my head and watched the car headlights on the distant road. Meanwhile without conscious effort I has repositioned myself to take advantage of another pulsing jet.

I took time to pour us both another drink. I gulped mine down and then duplicated my daughters previous action and removed my boxers.

I closed my eyes and settled back into a position much as Nancy was in. I opened them and saw that she was half floating with her head still back and her hands gripping the seat supporting her. I knew that she has stretched herself out to get closer to the pulsing jet.

I closed my eyes again and held my cock in the pulsing water stream. By then I has an urgent need to stroke myself and I did just that. As I approached orgasm I opened my eyes enough to observe that Nancy was apparently finished. Nevertheless I took the final strokes and came. With much enjoyment I might add.

My cum floated to the surface and toward the skimmer. To get there it has to pass Nancy. She scooped it into her cupped hand which she brought up close to her face and mouth. Then she put her hand back in the water and let it float away again.

"I can't imagine that it would taste right after being mixed with chlorine water." she opined.

Then without saying anything more she said quietly. "Past my bed time." With that Nancy picked up her glass which like mine was nearly empty. She climbed from the pool and picked up her panties.

I did my best not to look but I couldn't help but see and to be turned on a bit by her nicely shaped ass and her nicely trimmed pubic area.

"Thanks daddy. For the drinks too. I will have happy dreams tonight." She kneeled at the side of the hot tub and spoke those words softly into my ear. Then she blew into it then kissed it gently and departed.

My hard on returned and I fought it down before exiting the pool.

I just got into my Pajamas and settled into bed when the phone rang. It was Donna, my wife. "I was planning on coming home Tuesday for the holidays. Is that going to be a problem?"

Perhaps I should take time here for more explanation of us and our relationship. First, we are 99.9% open with one another. We have no sexual secrets and we are in full accord on the subject of Nancy. Lastly we do love each other deeply in spite of our apparent separation.

Donna needs almost daily sexual stimulation. Most often if she was not at home she gets it from toys. But she too has her school teachers. A male math teacher in Charleston and a female Social Studies teacher in D.C. There was a real shortage of available men in Washington.

"Yes. Please do come home. I need you here."

"You sound desperate. What's happening. School teacher hearing wedding bells?"

"No nothing like that." Then I gave her the full account of the hot tub incidents.

"Well she might be working up to something or it may just be a new openness. Time will tell."

"What do I do now. I could go into town and stay there until you get home."

"No, stay there. It's not as if Nancy was a little girl and you are going to rape her. She may still have her father lust and want to have sex with you. Remember she's a sexy 30 year old and quite experienced. She may want to get you out of her system or she may simply want a new experience. The worst thing you can do is run or embarrass her.

If something starts to develop take your clues from her. Don't let her dominate but if she still has that lust for her daddy let her act it out. On the other hand she may simply be horny and in need. Either way it's OK. Believe me."

"But Donna. It's not acceptable."

"Neither was my encounter with my brother Al but we have the best sibling relationship that I know of. Speaking of Al I just might try him again. How about a threesome?" said she in her best teasing manner.

"Yea. Maybe a foursome. Or maybe a different threesome. My school teacher is not 100% straight and she does admire your body."

"Well now. That's certainly something to fantasize about tonight. What are you wearing?" You can figure out our how we spent our next half hour. Afterward I had a thought that someone was listening in but I didn't really care.

I woke up about 8:00 AM. I heard Nancy about. I got up and I found myself almost staggering because of my protesting muscles. I was paying for my last evening's excess on the machines.

I hobbled into the kitchen area just as Nancy entered from the other direction. She took one look at me and said. "I see that you're in the same shape I am. Breakfast first and then we need to limber up the old muscles."

Nancy cut a grapefruit and put out some cereal and other fruit. But it was coffee first and then I tackled the fruit and cereal. Nancy finished before I did and disappeared. A few minutes later she went into the master bedroom. She was in there a while and then she came out with a Prelude massager in her hand and a questioning look on her face.

"Where's the Swedish Massager. Mom used to keep it in her toy drawer."

I was totally unprepared for that question. Not only did her familiarity with Donna's toys throw me. But also how to explain that I sometimes sat in the dark on the patio and used the Swedish Massager. It wasn't always the right assist but if I began at just the right point in my masturbation routine it produced dramatic results.

Finally I didn't explain but simply told her where to find it and asked just what was on her mind. "Actually massage was on my mind. I have this massager but I think that the Swedish type has definite possibilities."

Some erotic pictures composed themselves in my mind and without thinking first out of my mouth came a smart remark. "Erotic possibilities or those they were designed for?"

"OH daddy. You are a prude. I admit that the Prelude is dual purpose but the Swedish is mostly legitimate and that's what I want it for this morning."

I buried myself in the task of clearing the table and washing the breakfast dishes. By then I heard Nancy in the patio area and she was fumbling with the Hi Fi when I entered.

A promised snow arrived and obscured everything beyond 20 feet of the floor to ceiling windows. It was quite dark except for the glow from the overhead Infra Red units which made for a very cozy atmosphere.

Nancy was dressed in a T-shirt which covered her hip's when she stood. Thankfully she was wearing white cotton panties. The fact that she wasn't wearing a bra was obvious as was the fact that she really didn't need one. Her nipples were erect but I hoped that the cause was the weather and not sexual arousal..

At least I told myself I hoped that. After my conversation with Donna I wasn't really sure what I should be thinking. I could feel the carefully built walls falling away. I turned and went back to my room. I quickly showered and shaved and soothed my face with Old Spice.

Without conscious thought I spread a little on my thighs just as I would occasionally do for Donna. A pair of loose cotton shorts was my only attire as I returned still limping to the exercise area.

By then I had forced myself back and had 'my head screwed on straight' or so I thought. Nancy was sitting with her legs dangling over the edge of an exercise/massage table. She has a Swedish Massager strapped to her hand and was alternately massaging her thighs and then her waist.

"Come over and do my back from my neck to my toes. Daddy. Please...." As she was speaking she picked up her Prelude massager from the table and handed it to me.

Nancy reached down clearly intending to remove her T-shirt. "Turn your head daddy. I don't want you incapacitated with lust." I did as she asked and just a minute later she said. "OK. Turn around and do me. OP's that came out wrong. Massage me was what I mean."

Nancy was laying on the table her head resting in her crossed arms. She was nude except for the spotless panties. Her breasts were concealed by her upper torso and her arms against her sides. Her nicely curved rump invited me to spank it. I gave it one little swat on each cheek.

Nancy lifted her butt and wiggled it and said. "Now you have to rub lotion into it and make it better. But do my back first."

I looked at the massager and it seemed pretty straight forward. It has a handle, a control with several speed choices and an optional infra red hear source which would surround the massager head with controlled heat.

I knew from advertisements that it came with various optional heads several of which were obviously for masturbation. The one in my hand has a round thick head and it was equally obviously intended for massage.

I got the massager turned on and began to massage her neck and upper back. I used the massager in one hand and my other hand as best I could.

At first it was not erotic. I worked Nancy's neck and shoulder and upper back area hard and I could feel the muscles loosen under my fingers. I worked my way down to her panty line and stopped.

"What next?"

"Well first my butt still stings so rub a little of body lotion into it. There's some in my carryall."

"You mean with my hands?"

"Sure. Why not? I've also got some massage oil in that carryall. Then why don't you finish my legs and hips with that."

"Well your legs, OK but not my bare hands on your bare butt and that's the only way it could work."

"Don't be a spoil sport daddy. Just pull my panty down and do my can. After all you're the one who stung it."

So back and forth we went. One minute I wanted to massage her bare body in the worst way. The next my Puritanical principles came into play.

I weakened quickly and pulled her panties down.

First I poured some oil on her ass cheeks and massaged the area thoroughly. I used one hand on each cheek. As my hands moved downward the curve between my thumb and my fore finger seemed to match the line between Nancy's cheeks and her thigh.

I used the lotion only on the red areas but I did massage the area thoroughly and enjoyed the feel of her tight muscled buttocks under my hands. Finishing I felt very proud of myself for not having surrendered to my desire to put a thumb into her pussy. I pulled her panties back up.

I turned the massager back on and did her lower legs. I started working on the upper thighs and fought the desire to move my ministrations to her inner thighs. I lost my fight with myself and moved the Prelude along the panty line slowly toward the inside and her bulging mound.

Nancy cooperated by spreading her legs allowing access to her entire inner thighs. Now not only was her cunny mound was visible under her panties but also the depression between the puffy lips. Then I noticed a large wet area developing toward the front of the crotch of panties that started the morning being spotlessly clean and dry.

As her thighs vibrated in tune with the massager I noticed a change in Nancy's demeanor. Her eyes were closed, her face was flushed. Her mouth was slightly open and panting. There was an erotic look about her as she seemed to be grinding her pelvis into the table in a slight circular motion.

My hand was no longer in the control of my mind. I pushed the head of the massager against Nancy's pubic mound. Nancy immediately pushed back against it and after just a few seconds she was slamming her pelvis against the table as she orgasmed.

I didn't stop and Nancy didn't stop. We kept this up for several minutes as her mouth spewed out words and sounds that I cannot describe. There was no doubt that they were expressions of satisfaction and love.

Eventually it was finished. I collapsed into a nearby chair and waited for whatever was to come. Nancy still lying on the table was facing me. She opened and looked at me through dreamy eyes. It was a few minutes before she spoke.

"Thank you daddy. As they say, 'I owe you' and in just a minute I will be strong enough to pay you back." It was longer than a minute until she stood in front of me and put out her hand to help me up.

"OK now. On the table you go." I laid on the table on my stomach. As I did I adjusted my semi hard cock hoping to conceal any erection. Nancy did a professional job on my back and legs and then bade me to turn over.

At that moment my cock was flaccid and I was sure that I has it under control. Before laying back down Nancy handed me a water bottle which I drained before laying down on my back. Nancy was standing on my left about in line with my chest and stomach.

As I lay there I looked upward. I had a delicious view of the underside of a pair of firm well shaped breasts capped with medium brown and very erect nipples. It was then I realized that I was lost. I could feel my cock straining to get out of my shorts.

Nancy watched it's struggle with obvious delight. "I seem to have caused a problem. I take care of it in due time." With those words she began to massage my shoulders and chest.

My hard on abated somewhat and Nancy moved to my feet and started to move up my legs. When she reached my knees she stopped and put the Swedish massager on her right hand.

She turned it on and did a through job on my left leg. Her thumb was getting near the hem of my shorts and I was again fully erect. Nancy shifted her hand to my right knee and took her sweet time working her way upward.

I died with indecision. I wanted very badly for her to grab my hard cock and milk the cum from it. I also wanted to be someplace else and free of all guilty thoughts.

Nancy resolved the dilemma. She quit teasing and grabbed my erection through my shorts with the hand which held the massager. I made a feeble move to stop her but she held firm and bent her head placing her lips close to mine.