My daughter, Jessica, didn't date anyone for the rest of her senior year of high school, perhaps a little jilted by her poor experience with her first boyfriend, Tommy.
During that year, her and I grew closer and continued to have more conversations about everything. She would ask questions about sex, and how to do things, and what kind of boy to look for. While I was happy to talk about guys, I was reluctant to tell her more about how to experience sex.
She asked me about understanding what the '69' position was and why it seemed so enjoyable to the people in the videos. She asked what her first experience of intercourse would feel like. She even asked if anal sex might be something that she would potentially enjoy. She asked about blow jobs and cunnilingus. While I tried to keep my comments superficial, she demanded specifics. The more she asked, the more challenging those conversations became for me.
My wife, Jenny, and I love each other with all our hearts, but our sex life continued to struggle from infrequent intercourse. These conversations with Jessica were becoming more difficult, especially as she moved to the end of her senior year. While my personal sex life was struggling, it was hard to talk to this beautiful young woman about how to enjoy sex for herself.
The summer just before her 19th birthday was very busy. Jessica was preparing to leave for college in the fall, which was about an hour away from our home. Honestly, I wasn't sure I wanted her to go. I would miss her deeply. I think Jenny was going to also.
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One early summer Friday, while working from home, with Jenny at her office across town, Jessica came to me excitedly with bags in her hands.
"I went shopping for some college clothes and found an amazing swimsuit. I'm going to try it on, and I'd like to know what you think."
"OK," I replied, unsure what I just volunteered for.
She walked in about 10 minutes later with the most amazing thong bikini I think I've ever seen on a woman. While the swimsuit looked great, the reality was, it was on the most amazing body I had ever seen. Jessica had become a truly gorgeous young woman. I think she could tell by my stare that her suit had achieved its goal on me.
"You look stunning, Jessica," was all I could muster.
"Thanks Dad, I knew you would like it. I'm going to go sunbathe in the backyard. Let me know when you decide to take a break for lunch and I'll join you."
"I sure will baby." I just couldn't stop staring as her perfect ass swayed like a bell on her way to the backyard. She headed out with her sunglasses, headphones, lotion, and her favorite magazine. I watched as she spread her towel on the lounge chair, laid on her stomach, and untied her top in an effort to avoid tan lines.
I tried not to be a peeping Tom, but I couldn't help but look at the most beautiful, 95% naked young woman lying on the lounger in my backyard that I had ever seen. I did everything I could to fight a losing battle to a hardon as I watched her skin glisten in the sun.
I tried to turn my attention back to my work, but to no avail; I just couldn't concentrate. About 30 minutes later, I came out to check on her again, and by this time she had rolled over onto her back. To my utter amazement she had not put her top back on and was tanning topless with her very skimpy bottoms, barely covering her obviously hairless cameltoe. Her perfect youthful breasts stood tall as she reclined on the lounger.
It had become too much for me. I went upstairs to my bedroom, lowered my shorts, and began stroking my cock as I looked out the window above her, trusting I could not be seen from this angle. As I slid my well lubricated hand up and down my prick from an abundance of pre-cum, I watched as she began moving her hands around on her body. She would touch a nipple, then slide her hand down to her belly button, and then down between her slightly spread legs. Once or twice, she even slipped her finger inside her swimsuit bottom and touched herself before sliding her fingers back up to touch her tits again. Watching her do this repeatedly, I knew it would cause me to blow my load quickly. I tried to slow my strokes, but the sight of her touching herself was too much for my eyes to handle. I began to stroke faster and harder as she teased. After another minute I knew I was moving beyond my limit.
"Oh fuck," I cursed, as I shot my large load of cum all over the windowpane. I didn't care about the mess or where it landed. I just imagined hitting Jessica across her chest, rather than the window, with my juices. As my euphoria began to subside, I grabbed some tissues and cleaned up the mess and headed back downstairs trying to act as if nothing had happened.
I went to the back door to let Jessica know I was ready to eat lunch. She was still topless when she acknowledged my invitation. I couldn't understand why she hadn't put her top back on, especially when I called out to her.
A minute later she walked in the door from the backyard and to my surprise was still topless.
"Jessica, don't you think you should cover those?" I said as I made a half-hearted attempt to avert my eyes while pointing at her perfect mounds. "While I am your father, I'm still a man. That's a little much for me to handle." I confessed with a voice of mild shock.
She smiled at my feeble attempt at modesty but took no action to cover herself. She knew exactly what it was doing to me.