Richard Gozinya - Daddy s girl

Cindy's nipples, just like her mother's had been, were big around and stuck out even when not erect. When erect, they stood out a good half inch. They sat atop large, pink aureoles formed around the perfect little cones of her breasts.

Shauna's were going to be exactly like hers, except that her nipples were darker, just like her hair and overall complexion.

The girl had also inherited her mother's body – long and lithe, and, Cindy guessed, Shauna's body would retain the same underdeveloped, adolescent-looking body into her adulthood. She could look in the mirror and see Shauna's body as a grown-up woman. Long torso with small, high breasts, narrow shoulders with arms too long for her body, fingers too long for her hands.

Long, thin legs and a high, round, tight and tiny butt. Cindy guessed her daughter would never have much pubic hair either, because her own had never developed into the kind of bushes she had seen in porn movies and on other women in school showers. Besides, even though Shauna was developing breasts, there was still no sign of public hair, at least that she had noticed, on her 12 year-old daughter.

"Mom? Mom?"

"Oh, sorry, honey. What is it?" Cindy asked, snapping back to reality. Her tall, gangly little girl had joined her in the kitchen after taking her school work to her room. She stood beside her mother now, looking as if she wanted to ask something, but was hesitant.

"Mom… aaaaa…, can I ask you something?" she queried, looking up at her mother, then down as if embarrassed.

"Of course, sweetheart, you know you can ask your mother anything don't you?"

Cindy said, pulling the girl to her in a motherly embrace. She patted her back lovingly.

"Mom, what… what does a man's, you know, penis, feel like?"

Cindy was only briefly taken off guard. Actually she had expected Shauna to start asking more questions. Just two months ago, Shauna had asked about the "facts of life" and Cindy had explained as best she could and provided her daughter with the latest reading for adolescent girls on the subject.

Still, she wasn't sure how to respond to this question. The last thing she wanted to do was avoid the subject. That's what her own mother would have done – ignore this question and maybe even scold her for asking it. She sure didn't want to treat Shauna that way, keeping her ignorant.

"Well, honey, when the time comes, you'll just have to find out for yourself."

"But Mom, none of the boys pay any attention to me. They think I'm ugly and skinny. I'll never be able to find out what one feels like. I'll never get a boyfriend," she whined, almost crying.

Cindy smiled but instantly felt guilty, because she remembered that she had felt exactly the same way when she was Shauna's age. Her mother hadn't been any help, but she had Daddy Charles to make her feel better about being taller than all the boys her own age. She remembered they all liked the short, plump ones with bigger boobs. The boys didn't find out until after marriage and a kid that those girls turned into fat whales. It was the thin girls who would remain attractive as the years passed.

She remembered coming home from school in tears one afternoon and running to Daddy Charles who embraced her and comforted her, holding her close and saying,

"Don't worry, sweetheart, they don't know anything. Daddy thinks you're the most beautiful little girl in the whole world. It is sexy that you are tall… with those long, long legs."

He would hold her on his lap, and she remembered how good it felt to be wrapped in his arms. She also remembered that the last few of those lap sessions had changed, just before the night her and Daddy got caught.

Cindy remembered she had been feeling aroused ever since a girl at school had showed her a photo of a man and a woman having intercourse. The woman was straddling the man's lap, and there was a clear view of what Cindy thought was the largest penis possible, sticking right into the woman's vagina.

When she came home that day after school, she had jumped into Charles' lap, threw her arms around his neck and proceeded to rub her little ass into his lap.

She didn't know exactly what she was doing, but she had some idea after seeing the picture at school.

Charles didn't say a word. Instead he had caressed her hair and whispered softly into her ear, "Yes, baby. Good girl." Then he shifted her on his lap a bit, so that her skirt rode up and her panties lay against his trousers. Then she could feel what she knew was his penis against her butt. Only a few layers of clothes kept it from touching her between the legs.

Charles kept stroking her hair but he moved his hips too, slowly, so she felt the ridge of his penis sliding all over her pantied butt. She moved her ass back with him, and he whispered more: "That's it honey. Good girl. Yes."

More would have happened then, Cindy knew, but the sound of her mother's car pulling into the drive interrupted them. Cindy was dying to do more, and Charles certainly hadn't discouraged a thing.

She had no idea that her daughter had just recently experienced a similar scene with Professor Janis.

She felt only guilt, because Shauna didn't have a daddy to comfort her like I did, she thought, feeling sad for her daughter.

"Shauna, don't you worry about that. They'll all be after you before too long.

The boys didn't like me when I was your age either," she said, but her words fell flat, sounded phony even as she said them.

"Mom?"

"Yes, honey."

"Do you like Don?"

Cindy smiled, suspecting what kind of connection Shauna made between the feel of a penis and the professor. It was the third time the gangly young girl had asked about Don Janis since meeting him that day after class.

"Yes. I do like him, honey. Why do you ask?"

"Oh, I just wondered… Mom?"

"Yes?"

"Does he let you feel his penis?"

The question caught Cindy off guard again, and she hesitated for a moment, then remembered her promise to be completely open about sex with Shauna.

"Well, actually honey, no he hasn't."

"But you want to, right Mom?"

"Umm… we'll see," she said, feeling uncomfortable now and wanting to end the conversation.

Cindy was getting aroused again thinking about it. An image flashed behind her eyes as she looked at her daughter, trying to figure out what to say. She saw a flash of Don standing naked beside her bed, just as her daddy had stood all those years ago, enormous rigid penis waving over her face. Shivers ran up her stomach between her clitoris and nipples.

Damn, she said to herself, this is horrible. I can't think about anything but sex.

At that moment, burning with lust, she made her decision. She knew from his reaction to their moments of lust together in the kitchen last week that he would gladly let her feel his penis. She wanted to lick it too, though, and suck it, and have it up inside her. And, most of all, she wanted Don to be her daddy, just as she knew things would have been with her beloved step father, Charles.

"Mom?"

"Huh? Oh? Sorry, honey, I was just day dreaming."

"Mom, do you think Don would let me feel his?"

The question took Cindy's breath, for a second. She noticed it made her clitoris throb in a near-orgasmic spasm.

"Well, I don't know, Shauna," Cindy answered quickly, "but men don't usually have little girls wanting to feel their penises. It isn't something you ask a man every day," Cindy said, wondering to herself if he would want sex play with such a young little girl. Her own father, Charles, had certainly been interested. But, she considered, it is illegal, and some men would be afraid.

She didn't think Professor Janis would be afraid, and he might even want it.

There was no doubt what Shauna wanted.

"But I'll tell you what, if the subject ever comes up, I'll ask him for you," she said, promising her daughter something she knew was both forbidden and dangerous, but it was what she had wanted as a little girl. She knew Shauna wanted and needed a daddy too.