“I didn't know when you'd be back, but dinner's ready. Want to eat now?”
“Sure. I'm famished. Where's Jo?'”
“Oh, Debbie Fuller called and invited her over to eat with them. You know, she lives over on the next street. Jo said she'd be home at nine.”
“I see. Okay.” He sat down and started on his salad while Peg took a casserole from the oven and brought it over. “Smells good.”
“I hope you like it.”
When they had filled their plates, Dan asked, “Did Jo have a chance to talk to you this afternoon?”
The girl nodded. “About what you told her? Uh huh.”
Dan forked up a mouthful and chewed. “What did you think? Did anything she said surprise you?”
“Gosh, yes! I didn't know there was so much to it! Having babies doesn't seem to have much to do with… oh, you know.”
“You mean fucking, honey?”
“Yeah, and that other stuff. Like what you did to me. From what Jo told me, it's just supposed to be a lot of fun. Is it?”
He waited to swallow. “Absolutely. It's not exactly a game, but it's meant to be enjoyed. People are built for that specific purpose. Tell me, what did you think was the strangest part of it?”
Peggy ate while she mulled that over. She still had a few questions, but most of them had been answered, and she tried to think which was the most odd. “I guess that thing about a girl sucking a guy's… cock. I can't figure out what either of them get out of it.”
“That's easy, baby. Most girls and women enjoy sucking a cock and tasting fuck juice, and the guy gets pleasure from having a girl make him cum that way. It's something like the way we both felt when I licked your cunt.”
“Oh, I think I get it now. But what about what you did to my behind? Is that as good as… as fucking me in the other place?”
“Pretty much, once you get used to it. The point is, you have to want to do these things before you can get any fun out of them.”
Dan let that sink in while they finished their meal in silence. His organ was already hard and thumping, and he had plans for the girl later on, but he wanted to go into it gently, as the books had recommended. He put down his fork, lit a cigarette, then picked up his coffee cup.
“Peggy, let the dishes go. I think it would be nice if we took a shower and relaxed this evening. You didn't have anything planned, did you?”
“No.” She was scowling at him apprehensively. “You didn't mean we should take a shower together, did you?”
“Of course,” he replied nonchalantly. “Why not? We don't have anything to hide from each other, do we? Besides, now that you know what it's all about, I thought you might find it a bit more interesting to see how a man is put together.”
“I'm not so sure, Dad. To tell you the truth, I've kinda been trying to forget that stuff.” A shiver ran through her. “I don't even want to remember seeing Jo and Brenda together like they were.”
Dan reached across to take her hand while he spoke soothingly to her. “I can appreciate that, sweet. The thing is, you must know these things if you ever want to grow up. It's all part of life. You trust me, don't you?”
She had to avert her eyes. After his licking her and ramming her rump with his huge cock, she didn't know whether she could believe him or not. When Jo had told her she knew all about it that afternoon, her sister had passed it off as though it was nothing, but it was to her.
“I guess I do, Dad, if you tell me what's going to happen.”
“Let's let that take care of itself, honey.” He rose to his feet and picked up his cigarettes, then stepped to the counter to mix a drink. “You clear the table and stack the dishes, and I'll go get things started in my bathroom. We'll have to make it fast, because it's already seven-thirty.”
“All right. Give me five minutes.” Peggy was filled with anxious foreboding as she set about her task. She had to admit, if only to herself, that she was leery of what he might do to her with his mammoth muscle. If he forced her to suck it, and shot that gunk into her mouth, she was certain it would gag her. And if he wanted to stick it in her cunny, she was afraid she couldn't take it.
Dan undressed and draped his clothes over the closet doorknob, then carried his highball into the bathroom. He ran his electric razor-over his face, brushed his teeth, then turned on the shower to lukewarm. He was laying out fresh towels when Peggy appeared in the doorway, her smooth bare body gleaming and her arms dangling at her sides.
“All set, sweetheart?”
Her stare was fixed on the enormous pole angling up from his groin and the hairy sack that hung between his muscular thighs. “I guess so.”
“Fine. Let's get in.” He opened the door, helped her into the tub, then followed her. When she turned to face him, he marveled again at how a mere eleven-year-old could have such a perfectly formed body. She didn't seem to be aware that her long nipples were hard and pointing straight out from her tits. While she gawked at his rigid joint and scrotum, he gazed at the thick puffy lips of her twat that poked out through the clipped pubic hair.
“When you're hard like that, it means you want to do something with it, doesn't it?” she asked timidly.
“Usually, but I'm sure Jo told you about the different ways to take care of it. Stand still and let me soap you down.”
He sudsed up a cloth, then began washing her fascinating figure, starting at her neck and working down. She flinched slightly when he got to her fleshy globes, but she didn't back away, letting him caress the twin mountains as long as he liked. He did her belly, legs and snatch, then turned her around to get at her back. As soon as he was finished with her buns, he shoved his swollen dick into the crack of her ass and reached around her to fondle her wet tits and foam-covered pussy.
“That's not so bad, is it?” he whispered, kissing her hair and the side of her neck.
She was trembling inside, and wondered if he could feel it. The hot hard cockhead punching into her anal crevice was disturbing, forcing her to recall how it had felt spearing into her colon. He was feeling her tenderly, squeezing her boobies and sliding a soap-slick finger up and down the slash between her thighs.
“No, it's not. Do you want me to wash you, now?”
“In a second. Do you like me to touch you like this on your tits and cunt?”
She couldn't say no. It was pleasant. Surging tingles were rumbling out from her pelvis to all parts of her body, particularly her nipples. The titanic piston dancing in her ass crack was no longer gross, but felt snug and cozy, putting her at ease.
“I think I do. It's sure different from anything I've ever done. Do you like it?”
“You bet! More than you'll ever know.” He dropped his hands and backed up under the stinging spray. “All right. You can wash me now.”
Peggy turned around, grabbed the cloth, and scrubbed him down. She was hesitant about doing his cock and balls and left them till last, but when she crouched down to wash them, she let the cloth slip from her fingers and soaped them up with her hands, feeling the strength in his giant cock and lingering over the queer sack that contained two marblelike objects.
“That's the girl!” Dan groaned as she massaged his genitals. “Now, why don't you reach back and slip a finger in my ass? That's the only way to get it clean.”
The shower rain was shooting over his shoulders and rinsing his peter as she groped behind his tool, located his bung, and speared her index finger through the sphincter. She had never felt inside a human body, not even her own, and when his anal muscle clamped on her digit, she let out a squeal.
“Eeeyyyooowww! Daddy! God! Do I feel like that in my butt? It's so hot, and tight! Jeepers!”
He looked down at her tender young mouth that was only a hands breadth away from the tip of his straining poker. His immediate inclination was to jam his blood-gorged prick into her mouth, but he held back to let her do it of her own volition.
“Yes, baby, you're just like that. Kiss my cock, now. And suck on it a little bit. I promise I won't cum in your mouth if you don't want me to.”
The chilling fright returned when she tried to imagine stretching her lips over his tremendous cock. It wasn't
