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Archive name: Towel.txt
Authors name: EazinAlong@aol.com
Story title : Mommy Towel
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MOMMY TOWEL
By EazinAlong
"A girl's first love is her father," the counselor
says softly.
"She looks up to him, and when her body begins to
ripen from a girl into a woman, he is usually the
first man she desires," he continues. "You are
special fathers and daughters because you have come
here to consummate this desire."
We are gathered in the suite of an elegant downtown
hotel in the city where we live. My Daddy is here.
So are other girls and their daddies. I'd say there
are nearly a dozen of us. Some are a little younger
than me; others are a little older.
I've looked at them and studied their daddies. A
couple of the other fathers are good looking, but
none of them is as handsome as my Daddy. I think
he's a hunk, and I really love him.
Waiters have cleared the tables after an elegant
dinner in a private dining room. We sit at tables
for two with candles and crystal. A harpsichord --
at least that's what I think it's called -- played
in the corner, but now everyone is gone except for
us girls, our daddies and the counselor.
Daddy let me drink wine, even though I'm not nearly
old enough. On one level, I feel warm and relaxed.
But I can also hear my heart pounding like a big
bass drum.
You see, this will be my first time. I'm a virgin.
Sure, I know about sex. I've even kissed and petted
on my dates. It is so exciting when the boys touch
my breasts; my nipples get hard and tingly. But I
won't let them go any farther.
I've even had an orgasm! Kerry, my best friend, and
I fooled around some during a sleepover. She showed
me how she fingers herself, and she came! It looked
fun, so I tried it, too. Wow! I've done that a lot
since then.
The counselor is still talking to us. "Fathers,
tonight when you take your daughter back to your
room, remember how important this night and this
relationship are to her. Make love to her in the
truest sense of the word. Help her realize how
spiritual and rewarding it is for two people to
join their bodies and express themselves sexually.
"Show her the pleasure that a woman can enjoy while
giving herself to a man. Teach her about the
miracles her body contains and how to bring them
forth. Show her the mix of strength and tenderness
that women desire in a lover."
The counselor's name is Andy. He's from a secret
society that organizes nights like tonight for
families that would rather have their daughters'
first time occur in a loving environment instead of
with a clumsy kid in the backseat of a car. They
have mother-son dinners, too; I think my brother
did one of those with Mom.
Andy greeted us when we arrived today. We spent the
afternoon hanging out by the pool and getting ready
for dinner. I enjoyed prancing around in my bikini
while Daddy watched. Other girls were there in
their bikinis, too. Lots of the daddies had
hard-ons pushing at the front of their swimsuits. I
had fun!
Mom went shopping with me last weekend for my
dinner outfit tonight. I'm wearing a short,
straight skirt and a silk blouse. Instead of
pantyhose, I'm wearing thigh-high stockings. We got
new earrings; my ears have been pierced for a long
time.
We chose white silk panties, and Mom persuaded me
not to wear a bra. I don't need one much. I'm
barely a B-cup, but usually I wear one in public.
Not tonight.
Just like Mom suggested, I left my blouse
unbuttoned a little lower than I'd wear to school.
The tops of my breasts are exposed. But it's for
Daddy. I've seen him staring at my breasts during
dinner.
Right before we came down to dinner, Daddy gave me
a beautiful gold necklace with a small diamond. He
put it around my neck, and the diamond rests right
at the top of my breasts. I noticed some of the
other daddies looking at my diamond during the
social hour before dinner. Or do you suppose they
were looking at something else?
"Girls, tonight is supposed to be one of the most
memorable events of your life. Your daddy is going
to love you in the most special way possible.
"If you haven't done this before ... " (gulp;
that's me) " ... you might experience some
discomfort at the beginning, but this is part of
becoming a woman. Your father will take good care
of you. Trust him, and let him show how much he
loves you.
"And, finally, remember to use your Mommy Towel
because it plays an important part in your
experience.
"Now it's time. We've had a nice afternoon and a
lovely dinner. When we rise in a moment, I want
each of you to kiss your daddy or your little girl.
And then go upstairs and show each other the
special love that a father and daughter have for
each other."
We rise from the table, and Daddy steps around to
kiss me. He puts his arms around me, and I just
melt. Our lips find each other, and I open my mouth
for him. Daddy's never kissed me like this. As he
pulls me against his body, I feel something hard in
the front of his pants. I know what that is.
I nearly faint from the thrill of Daddy's kiss, and
it seems like hours before he releases me. Along
with the other fathers and daughters, we slowly
move toward the elevator. Daddy keeps his arm
around my waist. I feel my nipples pushing against
the fabric of my blouse.
His hand gently rubs my bottom on the elevator.
Everybody else is staring at the dopey numbers
above the door, so they don't notice. I can really
feel the tension, though. Three other daddies and
their daughters are on here with us. We all know
what's about to happen.
Daddy and I step off at the 14th floor. Our room
overlooks the city and the bay. I stand at the
window and look out at the lights. Daddy stands
behind me and puts his arms over my shoulders. I
lean back against him and feel that hardness again,
this time pressing into my back. He caresses my
shoulders and arms, and I think about how wonderful
he is.
His hands slide lower and cup my breasts. Oh, God!
It's like electricity shooting through my body --
or at least from my breasts to my pussy.
My knees are weak. "Daddy, I really don't think I
can stand up right now."
"That's fine, angel. Would you like to lie down?"
"Yes."
He leads me to the bed. All the lamps in the room
are off, but the lights from the city let us see
each other. I notice a soft smile, and it warms my
heart. I lie back without a pillow. He removes my
shoes.
Daddy reaches out and begins to unbutton my blouse.
He pulls it open, and my breasts push up. The
nipples are so hard they ache. I can see them
sticking out as he puts his big hand on one and
strokes it. A finger brushes over the tip, and I
shudder. He softly massages my breast as he leans
forward to kiss me again.
My mouth opens, and Daddy's warm, wet lips touch
mine. His tongue teases me, and the tip enters my
mouth. I've done this with my boyfriend. But Daddy
does it better, and I push my tongue out to touch
his. His hand continues to massage my breast. I
would do anything for him right now.
Our mouths part, and he kisses slowly across my
cheek to my ear. When he grasps the lobe with his
lips, another surge shoots through my body. I've
never felt like this before. He licks behind my
ear, and then his tongue trails slowly down my
neck. While he's been stroking one breast, the
other has been ignored. I crave a touch there, and
he kisses toward it.
His mouth opens as he lowers his head to my aching
tit. My breast disappears into his mouth, and I
feel his tongue on my nipple. I lift my chest as if
to push my breast into his mouth. Pleasure ripples
through my body as Daddy fondles and sucks me. I
subconsciously part my legs, though my skirt limits
me. If I were alone and feeling this way, I'd be
touching myself by now. Instead, I'm letting Daddy
have his way with me.
He lifts his head and looks softly into my eyes.
"Roll over, angel."
I obey and roll onto my stomach. He pulls my blouse
from my arms and rubs my back before sliding his
hands toward my waist. His fingers find the zipper
of my skirt and ease it open. I feel his hands on
the sides of my waist as he pulls the skirt down,
and I move to help him. I push my bottom into the
air as Daddy slides the skirt off. Lying on my
stomach, I can't see his face. I imagine him
lusting for my body.
He pulls the skirt over my feet. His hands touch my
ankles, pushing my legs apart slightly and then
slowly massaging up my calves and thighs. Daddy
puts his big, firm hands on my bottom and strokes
the cheeks through my silk panties. I realize I'm
drenched between my legs. His thumbs are in the vee
of my legs, pulling my bottom open gently.
"Let's take these off now," he says, and again I
lift my mid-section in the air to help him undress
me. He slides the panties down my legs, and my
bottom is raised and exposed to him. He caresses
and strokes it while moving my legs farther apart.
I feel his kisses on the back of my knee, and he
moves slowly up my thigh. He licks the crease
between my bottom cheek and my thigh and then his
tongue moves toward the center. I am nothing but a
puddle now. My body trembles with pleasure and
anticipation. It feels like juice must be dripping
from between my legs.
And then Daddy's tongue reaches deep between my
legs, touching my sex lips before tracing a trail
over my pussy and into my bottom. He touches
everything, even my little asshole. I moan aloud.
"Oh, Daddy. Yes, please."
His tongue continues to lick me all over. It feels
like it's everywhere at once, and I can't keep
myself from moaning some more. I lift my hips to
open myself and let him have me better.
His tongue presses between my lips to tickle my
clit, it pushes against my sex and it licks all the
way back to the top of my cheeks. I groan.
Daddy rolls me over again, and for the first time
since I was a very little girl he sees me between
my legs. I am proud for him to see that I'm
becoming a woman. I have a little tuft of pubic
hair, but it's lightly colored and doesn't hide my
lips, which are swollen. I open my legs to show him
my private place.
He lowers his head and kisses my mound. He gently
tugs my pubic hair with his lips, and I giggle.
Then I feel his tongue licking my slit, and I melt
for the 100th time tonight.
Each time he licks me, his tongue presses in a
little farther and goes a little deeper. I feel it
on my opening and then, for the first time, it
touches my clit. "Oh, yes," I moan. "That feels so
good. Do it, Daddy. Do it."
Daddy licks and sucks between my legs as my mind
zooms and zips and races and soars and then I begin
to get the same feeling as when I stroke myself
with my fingers. I am going to cum while Daddy
licks me. Oh, yes. "Lick me, Daddy. Keep doing it."
Pressure builds between my legs. My mind spins out
of control. And then, like when a fuse has burned
to its end and reached the bundle of dynamite, an
explosion rips through my body. "I'm cumming,
Daddy. Oh my goddddddddddddd ......"
My hips jerk, pushing hard against his mouth.
Spasms wrack my body. I twist on the bed, but his
mouth remains fastened to my sex as his tongue
flicks my clit and prolongs my orgasm. I push my
pussy against his mouth. As the last burst ripples
through me, he slows down and gently lifts his
head. We smile at each other. "I love you, Daddy."
"And I love you, too, angel."
I lie on the bed with my legs splayed while Daddy
stands. He's still wearing the clothes he wore at
dinner, and I watch him undress. He removes his
pants, and his dick makes a tent in his underwear.
I giggle at him, and he gives me a wink.
Wearing nothing but his boxer shorts, he stands
before me and then lowers them while I stare at the
biggest, hardest, reddest penis I've ever seen in
my life.
Well, actually, I've never seen one hard before.
I've seen soft ones on boys -- and even Daddy a
long time ago -- and Kerry told me how they get
when a guy is excited. But this seems huge!
It bobs as Daddy walks around the foot of the bed
and lies on the other side. He leans back on a
couple of pillows. "Come over here, angel," he says
softly. "Would you like to touch it?"
"Yes; may I?" My voice is so soft I'm not sure he
can hear me.
"Put your hand around it. That's it. Now stroke it
slowly. Yes, like that. Oh, that feels good."
My hand didn't even half cover it, but I did what
he said and stroked the skin up and down.
"That's right, angel. Pump it. This is kind of like
what guys do for themselves to have an orgasm.
Sometimes it's called milking."
"I like to touch it. It feels hot."
"Would you like to kiss it?"
"Yes."
"Well, I would like for you to."
I lean forward and pucker my lips, placing a big
kiss right on the tip of Daddy's penis. A drop of
liquid is on the tip, and I lick it from my lips.
"A lot of people call this a cock. Would you like
to use that word?"
"Yes, Daddy. May I kiss your cock again?"
He smiles. "Yes, go ahead."
I kiss it even longer this time.
"Would you like to put it in your mouth? That's
what women do for their lovers."
"I'll do anything for you."
I open my mouth widely and lower my head. The tip
of his cock bumps my tongue as I take Daddy inside.
"Mmmmmm, that feels good, angel. Have you ever done
this before?"
I raise my head briefly. "No, I've never even
touched one before. But it's neat!"
"I'm glad you think so."
Again I take Daddy's cock into my mouth.
"Suck on it like it's a Popsicle."
I do as he tells me and move my head up and down. I
like the feeling of his soft skin sliding over my
lips, even though I can't even get half of his
length into my mouth. I grasp the base of his cock
with my hand.
Daddy puts his hand on my head and touches me
gently as I continue to suck. "That feels good,
angel. You are very skillful."
I feel proud, even though I can't say anything
because my mouth is full.
"Some day you'll do this until an orgasm occurs,"
he says. "And then you'll get to swallow what comes
out. But tonight we have something very special to
do, so I think you'd better stop"
Reluctantly, I release his knob from my mouth. It
twitches as I stare at it, coated with my saliva.
"Are you ready?" he asks.
"I think so," I reply, sounding more confident than
I feel.
"Lie back, then."
He guides me onto my back, and I open my legs for
him.
"Don't forget the Mommy Towel," I remind him. He
reaches for the small white towel on the bedside
table. I lift my bottom from the bed, and he
spreads it under me. Daddy kneels between my legs,
his cock jutting forward.
"Lift your knees," he says.
I obey. He moves forward and uses his hand to aim
his cock. I feel the tip touch the wetness between
my legs. I shudder.
With his cock poised at my entrance, he looks into
my eyes. "This might hurt a little bit."
"OK; I'm ready." I grit my teeth.
"I love you, angel."
He lies over me, and I feel his cock pushing in.
The first touch is electrifying, but then I feel
him encountering resistance. A twinge of pain and
he pauses. I relax and then he pushes again; the
pain returns.
Daddy shifts for a better position, always pressing
his cock against my opening. Now I feel him pushing
into me harder. I feel like my body is being ripped
in two. He grunts and thrusts, penetrating me
deeper.
"Oh, Daddy, it hurts," I cry.
He doesn't say anything. I feel his cock moving in
farther, and the agony spreads through my groin as
Daddy tears my hymen with his manhood. My sex is
spread and stretched. He withdraws slightly and
pushes in harder.
I scream. Loudly. I can't help it. The hurt is
overwhelming as Daddy continues to push inside me.
"Just one more minute sweetheart. It's almost
over," he assures me.
He pulls his hips back and then lunges forward
again. I feel like I'm being split open as the
entire swollen length of Daddy enters my virgin
channel. Pain races through my body, and a teardrop
forms in my eye before I feel him relax on top of
me.
"It's all the way in, angel," he says in a soothing
tone.
He lies still until the pain begins to ease. "It's
better now," I whisper.
"That's good," he says as he kisses me on the lips.
He slowly slides nearly all the way out and then
pushes in again. It doesn't hurt as much this time.
I relax a little.
Another slow thrust in and out feels even better.
He moves a little faster. I'm still too tender to
truly enjoy it, but I do like the feeling of Daddy
on top of me. It's not hurting as badly, and I can
tell he feels good. I lift my hips slightly to give
him a better angle.
His breathing becomes more rapid, and he moves in
and out of me faster. "Yes, Daddy," I gasp.
The seconds and minutes blur together as Daddy does
it to me. Realizing the worst of the pain is over,
I relish the feeling of him thrusting in me. I
squeeze my pussy on his cock, and he moans softly
before quickening his pace. I feel so lucky to have
Daddy on top of me, being my first.
"I'm going to cum now," he says with a labored
voice. I look up to see him gaze into my eyes.
"Do it, Daddy," I urge, not even realizing what
it's going to be like. But I can tell that he wants
it badly.
He throws his head back and makes one last lunge,
burying his cock deeply. Then he groans, and I feel
his cock twitching and pulsing inside me. For
nearly a minute, Daddy moans and pushes against me.
I feel liquid flowing into my pussy.
And then he looks down at me with a smile.
"Congratulations, angel. You're a woman," he says
softly.
I smile back at him. "Thank you, Daddy."
He pulls back, and I feel his cock slide out of me.
Then he reaches down and uses the Mommy Towel to
wipe my pussy. Dabbing me gently, he cleans between
my legs, removing the residue of our event. He
carefully folds the towel and puts it on the
bedside table.
I've never felt as much love for my Daddy as I feel
right now. He made me a woman, and I will remember
this night for the rest of my life.
Before we go to sleep, Daddy puts his fingers
between my legs and rubs my clit until I cum again
while I hold onto his shoulder. Then he closes the
curtains, and we fall asleep. I wake up several
times during the night and think in amazement about
what we did.
Sunlight slips into the room around the edges of
the curtains, and I know it is morning. Daddy's
still asleep, and I reach my hands under the covers
to fondle his soft cock. It stirs in my hand and
becomes firmer. I stroke it the way he taught me
last night and then peel the covers back. I admire
his erection and lean down to kiss it.
"Would you like to do it again?" he asks with a
grin on his face.
"Yes," I smile.
This time it doesn't hurt at all. He even lies on
his back and lets me get on top so I can control
the movement. His eyes light up when I finger my
clit while I'm riding his cock.
He cums again, and I cum several more times, too.
Then we order breakfast from room service, and by
late morning, it's time to pack and go home. We
drag ourselves out of bed and put everything in the
overnight bag we brought. I carefully put the
folded Mommy Towel on top.
I feel like a new person as we drive home. The
world seems different ... brighter, clearer. My
senses are at their peak.
We pull into the driveway, and Mom meets us at the
front door. Our smiles tell her that everything
went well. She gives me a big hug and Daddy gets a
kiss on the lips. "I smell another woman," she
teases.
"Yes, I guess so," he laughs.
We go to the living room, and I unzip the overnight
bag. I remove the Mommy Towel and slowly unfold it.
Dried blood, pussy juice and semen mingle to
commemorate the night before.
"Here, Mommy. I brought you the towel."
I see tears in her eyes, and she accepts the towel
with one hand while hugging me with the other. She
kisses my cheek and says, "I'm so proud of you,
angel. I'll save this forever."
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