Papa-san – Chapter 2

“Daddy?” She was sitting on my lap while I watched the news. Nude, as usual. Since she had decided that she wanted to adopt a natural lifestyle, shortly after her eighteenth birthday, she had insisted I do so as well. Somewhere she had heard that Japanese families often bathed together, and had decided she wanted a Japanese style family. It took me a while to become comfortable with it, but I was adapting. “Yes, sweetie?” “I know I promised that our Japanese style family would be our little secret, but do you think it would be okay if I told Julie?” “Absolutely not,” I exhorted, rising from my chair. She had to stand to keep from being spilled out of it. “I told you, it’s very important, I could get in a lot of trouble.” “But daddy, she thinks I’m mad at her, because we hardly ever hang out anymore. And I know that she has the same problems as me. We’ve talked about boys before, and she says she hurts, just like I use to.” “Absolutely not. No way. End of discussion.” Within two weeks, I had gotten accustomed to seeing two little escort naked girls running around the house when I got home. It took me a while to be comfortable being nude in front of someone not in my family, but after a while it seemed normal. Julie could have been Christie’s sister. They were both all arms and legs, just little stick figures with the smallest bumps of breasts. They had slim hips and flat bellies. They spent lots of time in Christie’s room, mostly with the door open, talking about music, school, boys, and using Christie’s vibrators. I had purchased her more of them; she enjoyed having different kinds. Sometimes, when I walked by Christie’s bedroom, one of them would be using a dildo, or a vibrator, or both on the other. They experimented with different positions, imagining that it was a boy on top of them. I was in a perpetual state of erection. Julie seemed fascinated with my dick, especially when it was hard, which was most of the time when she was around. Neither girl seemed at all shy about bayan escort staring at it, and I overheard Christie explaining once how a dick looked when it squirted, and what semen was like. I chuckled, and walked on by her room. Christie pestered me to let Julie see me squirting, but I was adamant that it could lead to a lot of trouble. I think I made her see how serious a matter it was. Sometimes they would watch TV in the living room on the couch while I sat in my easy chair, reading. They were totally oblivious to the view they gave me, spreading their legs and resting them on the coffee table. One such night, they were sitting together watching an R rated movie with sexy actors and erotic scenes, lightly brushing their pussy lips. I got up to go to the bathroom, and when I got back, Christie was in my chair, her feet on the ottoman and her legs spread. She had her vibrator resting in the fold of her lips. It was turned on low, just barely buzzing against her clit. “Do you mind, daddy, just for a bit? escort bayan You can sit on the couch.” I sat down on the end of the couch, an erection beginning to form, and started to watch the movie. Julie moved over next to me and touched my arm. “Mr. Myers, I think you’re the coolest dad I’ve ever known. Thanks for letting me be part of your family.” Her closeness was making me extremely uncomfortable. I could smell her aroma, the fresh, clean scent of her hair, her girly perfume. She hung onto my arm. I tried to concentrate on the movie. “Mr. Myers?” “Hmmm,” I said, not daring to take my eyes off the movie. “Christie told me what men do when they get excited. Can I see? Just once.” “Absolutely not, Julie. That wouldn’t be right. You’ll find out when you’re older,” I said, trying to pull away from her. But I was already at the end of the couch, I couldn’t get further away. I felt a sinking sensation in the pit of my stomach, and my face grew very warm. I knew I was blushing furiously. She was holding my arm, her head leaning on my shoulder. I knew she was staring at my dick. My daughter had her legs spread, her vibrator in her pussy. My dick betrayed me; it began to grow. Julie reached out and touch it, the first time she had dared do so. “There, you felt it.