Mason kept dragging the razor gently over the pouting mound between his eighteen-year-old daughter's open thighs. Josie's skin was already smooth as a plum, and he was only gazing at her pussy with awed fascination now. Her complexion made him think of butter melting. It was deep and creamy and already tanned after only the first couple of afternoons at the hotel pool. Being the first time for both of them at a nudist resort, the ripe, youthful girl's supple skin was tanning over her usual bikini line. Her adorable, barely B cup tits were now the same light cinnamon shade as the area between her shapely thighs.
Josie sat on the edge of the tub as quietly as possible through the whole process of letting her father shave her pussy for the first time. She first mentioned wanting to shave her pussy the day before, their first few hours by the pool where the girl noticed how many of the women also had shaved pussies.
Mason had enjoyed being a nudist off and on for years, and when he brought his daughter to the resort he hadn't planned on getting hard in front of her, but when she boldly asked if he liked bald pussies it set off an undeniable spark in his mind. He'd always been fully aware of his pretty, brown-haired daughter's looks and youthful sexiness, but when she put the idea of her hairless pussy mound in his mind he couldn't resist the effect it had on him.
He loved his pretty daughter more than anything in the world, and now he was fighting against an intense desire to have her as his own. When he offered to shave her himself she'd been quick to accept, yet she'd barely made eye contact with him since it all started. Most of the process had taken place in silence except for the occasional whimpers coming from Josie as her pussy grew flushed and wet in response to her father's slow, methodical handling. He'd shaved her mound carefully, then had her spread her lithe, young legs so he could shave even more carefully along the edges of her pussy lips. Her skin felt so smooth and tender, and he'd been ever so careful to pull and stretch at the supple folds of her young slit so he could shave her perfectly clean.
He finally dropped the razor and picked up the shower nozzle dangling down in the tub. Angling the nozzle between her legs, he sprayed her thighs and mound, rinsing away whatever was left of the cream he'd used on her. He was sitting cross legged in the large tub while she was perched on the edge, feet planted at his sides. He yanked the plug to let the water drain and picked up the lotion bottle warming in the water. He splatted a few dollops in his palm. It was thin and almost watery now from sitting in the warm water. He started smearing the drippy lotion along her thighs and across her pussy.
"Is it nicer now, Daddy?" she asked, barely above a whisper.
"It's perfect, my love," he told her sincerely.
The girl hesitated, but then softly asked her father if he really thought so.
"No question, sweetheart," he told her. Despite their often being nude at home, this was the closest Mason's face had ever been to his daughter's pussy. He couldn't keep fighting the tingling heat finally causing his cock to begin growing, and discovering how much she wanted him to like it only made it worse. And the way she sat with her legs still open, allowing him to spread lotion all over the insides of her thighs and pussy mound was bringing his shaft quickly to a throbbing erection.
"You really like bald ones, don't you, Dad?"
"What makes you say a thing like that?"
"I see the way you look at those bald ones down by the pool," she told him.
"I didn't realize I was looking so much."
"You were." She lightened the tense atmosphere with a brief giggle.
"I guess I can't help it, baby, I'm sorry."
"It's okay, Daddy. I'm really glad you like it. I was looking a lot, too. Mostly at you, though."
"Really? It's not like you haven't seen me before, honey."
