William Taylor - Farm family

Before the surprised teenager could protest, he lifted the nighty over her head, trying to keep his hands from shaking, and then turned to check the temperature of the water. His mouth was dry from the glimpse he'd had of Patti's slender body.

Patti gasped as she suddenly found herself naked before her father. "Daddy!" she squealed, trying to cover her plump tits and sparsely-haired cunt. "Ohhh, don't look!" she wailed.

"In you go!" Jack said, turning and grabbing her by the waist. He lifted her easily and gently deposited her in the half-filled tub.

She was being silly, of course, she told herself, trying to rationalize her father's actions. He was her father, after all. The nuns in her Catholic school had taught her the meaning of shame and "dirty parts" early in life. They hadn't taught her much else.

Patti's little round tits with their soft pink nipples were only inches from Jack's eyes as he knelt at the edge of the tub and soaped up the washcloth. Patti blushed a bright red and kept her soft thighs together.

"There's no need to be embarrassed, Patti," he said as he slid the soapy cloth under the arm covering her chest. He gently rubbed, massaging her soft tits until he'd raised a lather. Then he dropped the cloth and rinsed them. As his strong hands rubbed and brushed her wet, glistening tits, Patti felt a pleasant tingling and caught her breath. Her pink nipples were no longer soft. They were like little raisins, now, and Jack paid special attention to them.

Patti moaned and squirmed and Jack said, "There, didn't that feel nice?"

Patti nodded hesitantly, blushing prettily as he soaped down to the beginning of her submerged ass. He slid his hands into the water and cupped her soft ass cheeks.

"Lift up and kneel, honey, so I can wash you better."

Patti obeyed, sticking her shiny butt out for her father. She was terribly embarrassed, but never thought of defying him. Jack scooted around until he was facing those dripping, trembling ass cheeks. His cock began to slither from between the folds of his robe, the skin stretched so tight that its entire length was shiny with taut expectancy.

The hot-cocked father stared at his teenage daughter's bare ass. Her legs were still pressed together, but the bottom of her fuzzy, rosy little cunt was just visible. Jack forgot about the cloth and began washing her ass with his hands. Patti closed her eyes and began to tremble. Her father's soapy fingers were everywhere!

"Oh, Daddy!" she moaned.

"Starting to remember, honey?" Jack asked. "It's fun, isn't it?"

Patti just moaned again as his hands slid lower and lower, and then one was pushing between her plump cuntlips. She gasped as her father cupped her fleshy pussy with his soapy palm and began rubbing it.

"Ohhhhh…" she groaned, and loosened her thighs. It felt so good! The sisters were always warning her against touching herself there, or letting little boys touch her. But her father was no little boy, and he was just washing her, wasn't he? He couldn't know what it felt like to her.

Jack gently rubbed his daughter's soft pussy for a long time, occasionally sliding a slick finger between her fleshy pussylips. His eyes were fastened on the tiny mouth of Patti's cunt. It was beginning to open, and he was sure that his palm was slippery with more than soap suds, now.

As his palm continued its rubbing, circular motion, he slid his thumb up and pressed it against her pink little asshole. Patti groaned again as the ball of her father's thumb made little soapy circles over the raised rim of her butthole, the dirtiest part of her body! How could he?

"Now, back down and rinse off, Patti," Jack said hoarsely.

The naive girl was confused. She was enormously relieved that he was no longer touching her body's forbidden spots, but she also missed the pleasurable sensations he had wrung from those sites.

Jack's heart was pounding in his chest. He wanted to fuck his daughter! That, he knew, was depraved and disgusting. He'd read about child molesters, parents who sexually abused their children, and had been both shocked and angered.

But this was different. He didn't want to hurt Patti. He loved her. And he didn't want her learning about sex on the dirty back seat of some punk's car. Some guy who'd give her a painful quickie, and maybe get her pregnant or give her VD. All she'd learn from such an encounter was to dislike sex. And that was a damned unhealthy attitude.

Jack convinced himself that it was his duty to introduce his little girl to the joys of sex, to not only tell her the facts of life, but to demonstrate them for her.

"Stand up, now, Patti," he said, forgetting that his hard cock was jutting from the folds of his robe. Patti never noticed, she was so embarrassed to be standing naked, dripping in the middle of the tub.

"Spread your legs a bit, honey," Jack said. "That's right. Now, has your mother taught you anything about washing your insides?"

Confused, not really sure what her father was talking about, the flustered teenager shook her head.

"Okay, then I'll show you. After this, you can do it yourself."

He took the small bar of soap, now not much larger around than his thumb, and rubbed it on her cunt hole.

"Eeeek!" Patti squealed, then jumped and giggled helplessly as it slid up and bumped her budding clit. She didn't know why, but she was awfully sensitive there!

Jack brought the soap back down and slowly pushed it into her little pussy until it was stopped by her cherry. Patti gasped and trembled.

"Oh, Daddy! Stop! It's too big, it's hurting…" she wailed with shame and pain.

Jack stopped and pulled the bar free. "That was just to get you soapy," he explained. "Now I'll show you how to wash in there." He stroked a finger into her cunt very slowly. Even with the soap and her natural juices, her hole was tight. He even felt it squeeze the exploring digit. He twisted and massaged her pussy until he was able to fit a second finger alongside the first.

Patti grunted and, without thinking, squatted a bit to make it easier on herself. She'd realized long ago that what her father was doing wasn't right, but his pumping fingers were beginning to make her quiver with a strange new delight. Then she felt his other hand rubbing and caressing her ass cheeks, and gasped again as a finger prodded the soft, tight ring of her asshole.

"Got to wash you there, too, honey," Jack breathed.

She felt him apply steady pressure to her tight butthole. Eventually she loosened enough that he was able to get his finger in just past the first knuckle. The squeeze was not only tight, but extremely hot. He'd forgotten just how hot an asshole could be. Beth wouldn't let him fool around with hers.

Patti was moaning almost continually now, and Jack thought she was about ready. He slowly slipped his fingers from her slippery cunt and winking asshole and rinsed her, then told her to face him.

"See, honey," he said, gently caressing her soft, warm ass as he stared up at her flushed, sweaty face. "All clean and kissing sweet."

He cupped her ass cheeks and held her still as he pressed his lips to the damp, thin-lipped slit. He heard her gasp as he kissed her adolescent pussy, and then his tongue licked up between the soft folds and lightly touched her clit.

"DADDY!" she cried, shaking violently and almost collapsing in the tub. "Ohh, stop! It… hurts! Ohhh, something's happening? Ahhhhhh, noooo…"

Her eyes squeezed shut and the muscles of her ass tightened under his fingers as she experienced her first orgasm. It wasn't a big one, but Jack was smart enough to leave her clit alone while she was coming. He lapped the rim of her oozing little pussy beneath it, gathering up the thin flow of her warm, tasty cunt juices.

Without thinking, Patti's hands grabbed her father's head as she came, and as he licked her fleshy cuntlips, she couldn't help guiding his face and bumping her ass forward.