Chapter 8

Meanwhile, Linda had also climaxed while Jack unwittingly came all over her big tits, but just like Nicole, she was so aroused and excited already that it almost didn't matter. The fact that Jack's cum had splattered and coated her hefty orbs was the only thing she could think about. Mmmm! I love it! I want more, more, more!

As she sat there on her knees, she thought about what had happened and what it meant. There's no way he could know how he sprayed me, not unless he has X-ray vision and can see right through Nicole! And I think Nicky's so excited about holding her daddy's cock that she can't think of anything else. I know I wouldn't be able to. Gaaawwwwd! I'm so jealous! But anyway, I don't want either of them to feel too guilty. This little party could break up at any moment, and there's gonna be second doubts and worries afterwards. In particular, if he sees all his pearly goo dripping down my skin, that'll probably double his freak out level. It's better if I just sneak out of here and wash up.

So that's what she did. Remembering to pick up her blue bikini top off the floor, she quietly stole away. Nicole had her back to her and Jack had his eyes closed, and both of them were overwhelmed by what had just happened, so she didn't have any problem leaving without being noticed. In fact, she probably could have loudly stomped off and they still wouldn't have noticed.

She didn't want to use the bathroom attached to Jack's bedroom because it was too close, so she crossed the house and used the bathroom near Nicole's bedroom. But when she got there and looked in the mirror, she was too excited to clean up right away. Instead, she ran to Nicole's room, got her digital camera out, and then took some pictures of herself, and her cummy chest in particular, using the automatic timer. Then she hurried back to the bathroom and locked the door, because she wasn't sure when Nicole would get back.

Left all alone, Linda stared in the mirror for a long time. She was still tremendously excited and aroused. She thought, Sure, I've done all kinds of sexual things. I've let boys fuck me. Some of them have cum on me, and I probably looked just like this more than once. But this is HIS cum! My daddy's cum! Yes, he's gonna be my daddy! Oh God! It's so hot! All this CUM! Daddy's cum! He's gonna show his love for Nicky and me by cumming on us every day and every night! It'll be so great! So very, very HOT!

She experimentally ran a finger through a cum gob that had landed directly on her left nipple and looked to be in danger of falling. She slipped her finger into her mouth and licked it clean and tested the taste.

In truth, his taste wasn't that great. She'd tasted better, and she'd tasted worse. If anything, it was surprisingly bland. But because it was Jack's, she decided she liked the taste a lot after all. In fact, the more she thought about it, the more she loved the flavor, because she loved him so much.

When she finished savoring that cum gob, she swiped up another. Soon, she was greedily feasting on the splattered, spermy mess dripping down her big rack.

Back in Jack's bedroom, Jack was dealing with the problem of how to put his daughter's bikini top back on her. He was still a bit dazed, but coming back to full attention very quickly, thanks to his arousing dilemma. He was torn between trying to be a responsible dad and giving in to the temptation of fondling his daughter's big juicy melons. To pass the time until he figured out what he wanted to do, he made some small talk. "See how easily this top fell off? I'm afraid it might be a little too big for you."

Nicole was still straddled over her father's lap. She sat up on her knees and thrust her tits out so her nipples were very nearly grazing against his face again. In fact, they did occasionally graze against him. She loved the excited, horny look on his face, and wanted to do more to keep it there. Her shyness was mostly gone, at least when it came to merely touching.

She played along with the somewhat surreal mundane conversation. "Maybe so, Daddy." She was glad that they were being pretending his orgasm and all the rest hadn't happened.

"Can you return it for the right size?" he asked.

"Linda says no. She bought it as a surprise gift for me, so that's why I wasn't able to try it on first. But don't worry; I'm sure I'll grow into it."

"I don't doubt that!" Jack exclaimed. Then he thought, Oh shit! Did I really just say that out loud? I think I did! Shit. But it's true. She just turned sixteen, and her tits are already this big! It staggers the imagination to consider how much bigger they could get before she's all done growing! And that's not even factoring in how much BIGGER still they could get once she gets pregnant and has babies! Holy Christ!

He mentally pictured his daughter standing naked while nine months pregnant, and with her breasts literally double their current size. In his vision, they were freely leaking milk. Suddenly, the dream vision of his daughter turned to him and blew him a kiss. She said, "What will we name him? We need to think of a name. I like Jack Devoux, Jr., after his daddy! And my daddy!" She winked.

This little fantasy was so arousing to Jack that his penis started to stir back to life, despite the fact that he'd just had the orgasm of his life a couple of minutes ago.

But he didn't have time to think about how to deal with his penis, because he realized his daughter was asking him something. "What?"

She repeated, "Daddy, you kind of spaced out there. Where'd you go?" She giggled gaily.

He was relieved that the mood was light, and she also had apparently decided to pretend his climax hadn't happened. He grinned. "Sorry. I was just thinking about how quickly you're growing up. Soon, you'll be a full grown woman."

She giggled, "Yeah, but I'll bet you were thinking especially about how much my chest has grown up." She cupped her boobs with both hands from underneath. "I'll bet you're thinking about how big these'll get when I'm fully grown." She hefted them enticingly, mere inches from his face.

He chuckled, a bit nervously this time. "Guilty as charged. But I must say, I'm pleasantly surprised at how at ease you are about your body. You used to be so shy."

She suddenly drew close and hugged him tightly, sliding down a bit so she could mush her tits back into his chest. "I still am shy! Painfully shy! You should see me at school. But I don't feel shy around you. I love you so much! I know that I can fully trust you not to take advantage of me. You're right that I am turning into a woman, and suddenly I'm, you know..."

He prodded her, "Know what?" Her erect nipples were poking into his chest again, but he was trying his best to be a responsible dad and ignore that. It was tough though, especially since his penis was suddenly and unexpectedly engorged again.

She continued, hesitantly, "I'm, well, you know... I'm starting to get interested in sexual things. Like boys.

And kissing. And flirting. And all that kind of stuff. But I'm still too shy to talk to any real boy, so I guess I'm testing out my flirting and stuff on you."

He joked, "Hey, I'm 'real,' and a male, and you're talking to me." She pulled back and playfully tickled his underarms.

He laughed and clamped his arms tightly to his sides. "Hey!" He tried not to notice how her huge jugs were bouncing around less than a foot from his face.

She giggled. Then she said, "You know what I mean. Yeah, you're a male, but you're my dad, so that doesn't count. I mean, look at us now. Here I am, basically sitting naked in your lap, and it doesn't matter, because you're just... Daddy! Sure, you might cop a feel or two of my breasts, or my ass, but that doesn't matter. It's just good fun. In fact, I kinda like it! It's not like you're gonna take advantage and totally have your way with me."

"Right," he replied. But thinking about "totally having his way" with her was making his penis even stiffer. He redoubled his resolve to be good, or things could go too far too fast.

But then she sat up higher on her knees and thrust her tits out outrageously. She actually had to sit back a little bit so she wouldn't thwack him in the face with them. She teased, "Speaking of copping a feel, when are you gonna put my top back on already?"

He realized that he still held her red bikini top in his hand. He lifted it up. She lifted both her arms up and held her elbows above her head.

It was such a provocative pose that he felt a great urge to simply pull her down to the bed and slide his cock into her pussy, and consequences be damned. But instead he reached around her backside and worked on putting her top back on.

But after some moments, while his hands stayed busy, he said, "Wait a minute. Let me get this straight: you WANT me to cop a feel?"

She replied nonchalantly, "Sure, why not? It's like practice kissing with a brother or a girl or something. It doesn't count, like REAL kissing, you know. I'll probably practice kissing and even making out with Linda first, so I won't be totally lame at it with my first boy. And if I can practice with you too, I'll get even better."

Jack felt his brain exploding yet again as he pictured that in his mind. But he just kept on putting her top back on. His hands were shaking a bit, but he was trying his best to be a good father and actually put it back on instead of just stalling for time.

She tilted her head as if pondering, and continued, "I guess... I guess I'm curious what it feels like to have male hands on my breasts. Will I like it? Will it feel somehow different than if it's just my hands, or even Linda's hands? I'm sure it will be different, but I don't know how. Thankfully, I can practice that kind of stuff with you so I won't be all freaked out when a real boy tries to grope me."

Jack was wildly excited by what she was suggesting, but he tried not to show it. He joked, "There you go again. Believe me, I'm real too."

His hands were outstretched, just finishing tying her top in place, and she took advantage of that to tickle his armpits again. "No you're not! You're invisible ghost Daddy! You don't count!"

They both laughed as they had a bit of a tickle fight. With her top more or less back in place and her nipples finally covered again, his hands were freed and he used them to try to tickle her armpits too. But they quickly reached a standoff when both of them pinned their arms tightly to their sides.

"Truce?" he suggested. "Truce," she agreed.

This was part of the rules of a tickle game they'd been playing since Nicole only reached up to his knee.

But then she looked down at her bikini top, and said, "Thanks!" She leaned forward and kissed him playfully on his nose. Then she sat all the way back.

She tried not to show any surprise or alarm, but it dawned on her, Daddy's penis is fully erect again, and I'm sitting right on it! Wow! This is too exciting for words! Her pussy was still totally soaked and hot, and her tiny triangle down below was even a bit askew and barely covering all of her pussy lips. She could sense that at least half of his dick wasn't covered by his boxers, pretty much just like when she'd been holding it.

She shivered and felt goose bumps all over as she recalled that experience.

Acting like nothing unusual was going on, she pulled her bikini top up to her collar bone, leaving her totally topless yet again. She giggled inwardly as she realized just how little she'd been covered ever since she sat in his lap. Sure, she still wore her bikini bottoms, but those didn't even cover all of her bush, and covered even less of her muscular ass cheeks. She turned her head away, and said shyly, "So, you know, if you want to play with them a little bit..." She didn't finish her sentence, but the need in her voice made her invitation clear.

He reached out and boldly grasped her large breasts with both hands. He started at the undersides, and slowly slid his hands up and then back down again.

He sighed inwardly with great contentment. YES! I've been wanting to do this for months! Months? Ha, that's a joke! Fuckin' YEARS! And it's just as great as I'd imagined! Sure, it's awesome when she rubs her big jugs all over me, but to have control and take charge is an even bigger rush!

However, he suddenly realized he needed to check his enthusiasm. He continued to fondle her fun bags, but he thought, Shit. I must have a wild look in my eyes, like some kind of mad scientist. I've gotta play it cool. I'm supposed to just be showing her what it means to be felt up, or something. I can't show too much enthusiasm.

So he continued his tactile exploration, but at a slower and more relaxed pace. He was surprised that Nicole just sat back on her heels (and his stiff cock!), and kept her back arched, as if presenting her tits to him on a platter. He thought he was just supposed to cop a feel or two, but as long as she was that eager, he was happy to keep going.

And he did much more than just "cop a feel." He fully explored her chest to his heart's content. He was particularly fascinated by her nipples. It wasn't that there was anything that unique about them, but they were his daughter's nipples, so they were very special to him. He tugged and twisted them and explored them in every which way. He was particularly keen to listen to her sweet moans and groans so he could learn what she liked the best.

Soon, he was rewarded by a near non-stop contented mewling and purring from her. It was occasionally punctuated by louder grunts and gasps, when he did something that was especially arousing.

He had quickly gotten used to the fact that she was sitting on his mostly exposed cock. It was trapped just under her hot pussy, and he even got accustomed to the extra hot and wet sensation there. His main focus was on his daughter's luscious rack. But ever so slowly, she started moving on it. It was subtle at first, and he thought she was just shifting positions a little bit. But before long, it became clear she was starting to rhythmically bounce on it.

Naturally, such bouncing felt great to him, but it also presented a problem, because it was TOO arousing. Being allowed to freely fondle his daughter's tits already had him at a fever pitch of excitement, and the bouncing on top of that was already threatening to send him over the edge. He thought about what happened last time, and that just brought him even closer to a climax. He realized his daughter was deliberately trying to stimulate his boner, and that thought alone just about busted his nut.

But he figured that she didn't really know what she was doing. It was like she'd just discovered what sex was last week. He was pretty sure she'd feel he'd betrayed her trust if she saw his cum splattered all over the floor.

His concern finally rose above his desire to fondle, mostly because he knew that he'd cum if he didn't do something in a matter of seconds. He said, "Um, hey Darling? Let's get up for a second, okay?"

"Um... okay, I guess." She was puzzled. She would have loved to bounce on his cock while he played with her tits for hours, literally. But she reluctantly got off his lap.

He helped her up, even as he pulled himself up at the same time. He didn't look, but he figured there had to be streaks of cum all over the floor just behind his sexpot daughter, and he wanted to make sure she didn't see that. So he took her hand and carefully led her to the door, making sure she had no chance to look back. He even managed to tuck his cockhead back into his boxers without her noticing.

As she reached the door, she looked up to his face and asked, "Where are we going?"

It killed him, but he felt he had to be a responsible parent. He said, "Well, I think that's enough for one day, don't you? I had lots of fun, but we both have things to do."

She looked crushed. "But Daddy! Don't you want to play with my tits some more?" Her top was still hanging uselessly way above the upper slopes of her fulsome bust. She took his hands and brought them right back to the undersides of her staggering tit-slopes.

He gave her soft tit-flesh a couple of happy squeezes, but then he found the willpower to pull away. "I'd love to, you know that, but not right now."

She brightened up. "Okay, but later, right?"

"Sure." He found this conversation bizarre to say the least, given how long he'd longed to squeeze and caress her amazing body.

She held his hands with her hands. "Promise me you'll play with my tits a lot more later. And not just once! I need a lot of practice with that."

"Sure. I'll squeeze 'em and fondle 'em just as much as you want."

Her face lit up. "Oh really? Promise? 'Cos I want you to play with them a whole lot!" He groaned with need after hearing that.

She continued, brightly, "Oh, and Linda's too, okay? Oh, and my ass! You haven't even gotten started on my ass!" Since she had his hands in hers, she guided both of his hands back to her ass cheeks. Then she wrapped he arms around him, causing her massive bare boobs to press into his chest again.

His fingers sank into her naked ass cheeks. "I promise." "Which part?"

"All of it. I promise to play with your tits and your ass. And Linda's tits and ass too, if she wants it. I'm here for you. If you need my help with anything, to get you ready for boys or whatever, you can count on me."

"Oh, Daddy! You're the BEST!" She pressed into him and kissed him on the lips. At the same time, her hands slid down his back and she clutched his covered ass cheeks tightly.

He would have opened his mouth and French kissed her, except that his penis was still as hard as ever, and still on a hair trigger. Now that she was pressing in so closely, she was pressing her lower abdomen against his raging hard-on, and he knew that wouldn't last for long before he blew a sticky load all over her.

So, with the utmost reluctance, he broke the kiss and gave her a friendly pat on the back. Then he fled back to his room and closed the door.

Nicole frowned. That was odd. Huh. I wonder what his rush to leave was. We could have had so much more fun. But she didn't dwell on that more than a few moments, because so many exciting things had happened in short order.

She remembered Linda, and wondered what happened to her. Already she was bursting with the need to tell her best friend everything that she'd missed. She ran down the hall towards her bedroom, yelling, "Linda, Linda, Linda! Guess what? You'll never believe it!"

Ironically, only now did she bother to pull her bikini top into place, because she disliked running with her huge tits flopping around and crashing into each other. (Not that the micro-top gave any support.)

Back in his room, Jack also belatedly remembered Linda. He'd sensed that she'd been gone for a while, but only now did he really think about it and confirm it.

Even as he was thinking about that, he looked around the room, and specifically on the floor near where he'd been sitting, wondering what had happened to his cum. He walked closer, and took a good look around. There was no cum to be found.

Actually, that wasn't quite true. Upon closer inspection, he did see some dribbles near the bed. There were two especially long streaks. But he looked all over, even far away and on the wall, and that was all he found.

No way! It doesn't seem possible. I came a LOT! I came buckets! That was probably the most intense climax of my life! It went on forever. No way is that all there is.

He didn't dwell on it though, because he was still hard, and still on a delicate trigger. He went to the bathroom, pulled off his T-shirt, and turned on the shower. As soon as he closed his eyes and started stroking his cock, he exploded with orgasmic release.

It felt incredibly great, but it was also a bit of a let-down. It was frustrating doing it alone, and watching his cum wash down the drain, when he considered how much better it could have been with Nicole sitting in his lap, or with Linda doing the same, and cumming all over their creamy and tanned skin.

After he was done and started taking a normal shower, he thought, I wish I could cum with one or both of them licking my dick, but that's just not possible. They trust me. I suppose I'm cursed. I may get to play with them a lot now, and that'll be beyond incredible, but I imagine that's all I'll be allowed to do.

Cumming, I think, is where one has to draw the line. I'm just some kind of practice doll or something, until they get started with "real boys." I mean, look at me. Who'd be attracted to me?

After the shower, he stood in front of the bathroom mirror and gave himself a critical look over while he toweled off. Seriously, who'd be attracted to me? True, I've got a smoking hot wife, but let's be realistic: she is only after me for my money. And I use to wonder why she was still single for even five minutes after her last divorce, and now I know! She's a cold fish in bed, and an annoying religious zealot to boot. Boy, I really blew it there. I remarried way too fast.

Let's face it. I'm just an ordinary looking middle-aged guy. I've got a growing bald spot, and I've got love handles and the start of a belly. My vision is going and I'll need glasses. I've got hair growing in all the wrong places, including out of my ears. I'm trying to lose weight and exercise, but it takes time. And those girls! Christ! They're only sixteen and already they could grace the cover of some fashion magazine. Or porn magazine. Shit! They're FOND of me, and they trust me, so they think it's safe to experiment with me, but that's all this is. Well, at least I'm gonna enjoy what I can for as long as I can, but I won't abuse their trust. At least I have that to be proud of.

Later, he thought more about the missing cum mystery, and also considered the mystery of Linda leaving early without saying anything to anyone, and he put the two things together. Last I knew, Linda was standing there, right behind Nicky. She HAD to have seen everything when I came! She KNOWS! Hell, she might even have needed to jump out of the way.

Hey, I know what happened! Bless her heart, she had pity on me. She must have found a towel and cleaned it all up while Nicky and I were still busy with each other. She knows how delicate Nicky can be about these things: one minute, she's eager to explore her sexuality, and the next she goes back into her shy shell. So she was protecting her from my loss of control. What an angel! I should get her a gift or something, except I'd be far too embarrassed to explain why. In fact, I don't even know how I'm going to face her now.