23 comments/ 112376 views/ 112 favorites April Cumming Home By: dididothat From VanillaExtract: Hello readers! It's a rare treat to experience a story from two different perspectives, and I'm excited that DidIDoThat approached me with the idea to rewrite April Homecumming in the spirit of the original. If you've read April Homecumming and you enjoyed it, you'll love April Cumming Home. And if you haven't read the original, give it a try after you finish this one. Both DidIDoThat and I really enjoyed writing these, and we hope you enjoy reading them too. From DidIDoThat: Dear Reader, Writing stories is an intensely personal experience, all of my stories become very precious to me. Vannilla Extract was brave enough to let me re write his story and I am so grateful for his generosity. I has so much fun working on this story, I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it, and don't forget to vote and, of course, read the original April Homecumming Today is the day, finally I get to go home. Normally 18 signifies that you're going to spread your wings and head out, usually to some far away college. Not me, I just wanted to go home, a home I haven't seen for four years. I couldn't stand his visits, I refused to see him, but I knew where to stand and I'd peek out the barred window for just a glimpse of him. I'd cry and cry till no more tears would come. I did write, very occasionally, and he'd write to me, wonderful caring letters, the only bit of me I managed to keep alive. A daughter needs more. "April Cummings," a correction officer called. I'd been waiting since last night to get to this final room, all the formalities final this and final that, normally a guard calling your name was bad, today it was heavenly. I did what I had to do, anything, I didn't care, what ever I'll stand here, I'll jump, how high? Anything to get though the door, that final tiny door. My heart was hammering. I was going to see my Daddy again. I was so nervous. I straightened my hair. I wanted to look as good as I could, not easy when you don't get to a mall for four years. I stared at the white door in front of me waiting for it to open. I was prepared for the worst though. I'd been bad, I knew I'd caused so much trouble, sessions with the shrinks had helped, but the only thing I wanted to know would he, could he, forgive me? Could I ever make him understand. It would be enough if I could just see him again. The door opened and he was there standing with his back to me. "Daddy?" I asked nervously. He hesitated for a second, was he deliberately standing with his back to me? He spun round to face me. "April?" "Hi," I said. I was so excited, here he was as handsome as ever his big broad shoulders and solid chest. He'd even combed his hair, and the shirt and tie, had he done that for me I wondered? "You're so tall!" He said I smiled, I couldn't hold back, I felt like I was carried by angles I flew across the room to him, my arms reaching for him, crushing him to me. I just wanted to hold him close, closer just let everything else disappear. I kissed him, properly, on the lips, I felt like I was on fire, any moment now I was going to burst into flame. "I've missed you so much, Daddy." I said, I meant every word. "I, I missed you too, April," He stammered. "Did you get my letters?" "Of course, all of them," I said, taking a deep breath, staring at him and I couldn't keep the smile off my face. "Thanks. They really kept me going. I wanted to write back more, but postage is so expensive in here." "Oh. I wish you would've told me. I would've sent money." "That's okay. Girls have a way of losing money in here." "I see. Well, are you ready to go?" "Yeah, I think I've stayed long enough. You don't know how much I've been looking forward to getting out of here." "Me too," He I said. I had more papers to sign, mostly for my personal stuff. I had to sign all the papers on the low counter, which forced me to bend over at the waist. I glanced up at the mirror in the corner, was Dad checking out my ass? I shifted my weight, his eyes followed, he was totally checking me out! "Yay, I'm free!" I cried as I stepped out of juvenile hall. I stuck my arms out Shawshank style and looked up at the blue sky, I'll bet every ex con does it. "Even the air smells better on this side of the fence." Daddy chuckled and walked on. I ran after him and wrapped myself around his strong arm. "Thanks for picking me up, Daddy." "Well, of course. You didn't think I would?" "I know you said you would in your letter, but I dunno... I wouldn't pick me up after what I did." "I'll always pick you up, sweetheart." He opened the door for me, like a true gentleman. "New truck?" I asked. "Yeah, the old one got crushed by an earth mover." "Wow, how did that happen, crazy driver?" "Er, well, I was the one driving the earth mover. Long story. Get in." I climbed in, the truck already smelt like Dad, strong coffee and earth, with a hint of machinery. The engine started and we pulled away, I was terrified, I didn't want to do anything to jinx it, this was way better than I'd even imagined it to be, better even than escaping. I sighed deeply as the distance increased and the tension faded. "Phew," I said. "So what have I missed? Catch me up on your life, Daddy. Are you still working construction?" "Yup. It pays the bills." I grinned at him and reached for his bicep and then stroked across his chest. "I can tell. You're still in great shape." He laughed. "Thanks, I guess." I smiled some more, I couldn't stop smiling today, I unclipped the seat belt and slid over so I was pressed up beside him. I took his arm and wrapped myself tight round it. It felt so safe. I took his big paw between my two hands, I rested my head on his shoulder and tucked my feet up onto the seat. "I've missed you so much, Daddy." "I missed you too, baby." I kissed the back of his hand, it was huge, as big and strong as I remember them. I tucked it between my knees, just feeling the warmth of the skin. It felt so good to be touched there and knowing it was in a good way. I moved his hand further up my thigh. His hand felt cool and firm on my thigh, even through the denim his hand felt like a steel vice. He squeezed my thigh and stroked my leg with his thumb, it was all I could do to stop myself moaning out loud. "Mmm, my daddy," I whispered, I had to kiss him, I couldn't stop myself, I kissed his jaw, he'd shaved, there was slight stubble I could feel on my lips as I held there just feeling his skin with my lips. "I love you so much." "I love you too, baby." I took a breath. "So, um, can we get a few things out of the way?" "Sure," He said, it was hard to think with his hand on my thigh, it felt so good, but I needed to know so I had to focus and ask. "Item number one," I said, looking forward, hoping that by looking away I could focus and he wouldn't distract me. "How long can I stay at home until I have to move out?" "Move out? You're welcome to stay as long as you want. But if you want to move out on your own, I understand." Shocked I looked back at him, he meant it for real, he totally meant it! "I wanna stay forever. I never want to move out." "Oh? I'm sure you'll meet a guy down the line, get married, all that. But until then, you're always welcome at home." "Good. But about that meeting a guy thing..." I said, clearing my throat, I gotta tell him, but in the right way, my heart is hammering in my chest. "You've already met a man? It's not a correction officer, is it?" "No. Actually... I'm a lesbian now." He swerved off the road. The whole car vibrated as we hit the shoulder he swerved back into the lane. "A carpet cleaner!?" He cried. "The mud mat too," I said, biting my lip. "Are you grossed out? Did I just get disowned?" "Uh, no, no, of course not," He said, as he put his hand back on the wheel, he sat there for a moment just staring out the windshield. His knuckles were white as he gripped the wheel. I waited for him to speak. "It's just, I was raised conservative, but, uh, wow, that's your choice. I've already lost you for four years. I'm not going to throw away any more time by telling you how to live your life." "Thanks, Daddy." "Just... wow. Can I ask what made you switch teams? Why'd you decide to put down the bat and pick up the glove?" "Well, I've never had a turn at bat, so to speak, but I had some cellmates that taught me a few new, um, plays." "You're not attracted to men at all now?" "I dunno. I haven't seen any men in a while." "Right." "But I still love you, Daddy!" I said, I was so relived he was cool with it, I'd fretted for days, easy to do on the inside. I couldn't help myself I had to kiss him. I lent round and kissed him on the lips again, I can't get enough of my Daddy's kisses. I felt the truck vibrate, we were on the shoulder again. "C-careful, honey, I can't see the road." "Aww," I said, and I kissed his cheek. He smelt so good, I just sat there inhaling his scent. "Mmm, you smell so nice, Daddy. I've missed your cologne." I wrapped my arm around him again, holding myself close, with my free hand I stroked his strong leg from knee to thigh, it was like steel, he's such a man, all man. I couldn't help myself, I could feel my nipples get firm as I stroked the first man I've seen in four long years, and no, men on the inside don't count. "So, ahem," Daddy said, "do you want to stop somewhere for anything, clothes, food, whatever?" "Not right now. I just want to go home and be with my daddy. The rest can wait." "Home it is," He said. "Can we order a pizza when we get back?" I asked. "I haven't had pizza in so long." "Sounds perfect," He said. I hugged him the whole way home, my hand stroking his leg gently back and forth. I couldn't help but think how strong they were and what they'd do in the right position. Daddy turned down the long dirt driveway to home. I sat up straight and stared at it, drinking it all in the way a shipwrecked sailor stairs at the image of a sail on the horizon. The barn was abandoned and the field was overgrown. It was just the way I remembered it, the way it was the last time I saw it, from the back of a squad car. "It's just like I remember," I said. "It hasn't changed much since I was a boy." "Am I still forbidden from playing in the barn?" "You're 18 now, so if you don't care about snakes and rats and rotten wood that could collapse at any moment, you can go anywhere you want." I giggled and looked at Daddy, proud handsome Daddy. "I think I'll stick to the house. It's no fun if I'm allowed to do it." "You always were a rebellious child," He said. "I'm better now," I said. "You'll see." I meant it I want to be good, I've seen what my bad can do. "You're my little girl, good or bad." "Thanks, Daddy." He parked next to another car already the driveway, a red Jetta. I climbed out and came around the truck, glancing at the car, was it mine? "Whose car is this?" "That's my weekend car." "You bought a Jetta for yourself?" "Yup. Great mileage." "Hm, seems kinda girly." "Hey, this car can pick up chicks." I giggled, his silly jokes still make me laugh. "Maybe I can borrow it then." "Oh yeah, we can cruise down to the beach and check out girls together." I hugged him again. "I'm glad you're okay with it." "Well, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't hoping you'd come around, but... it's your life." The house was just the same, like I'd never been away a day, it was perfect, just the way I wanted it. The old couch divided the room as it always had done, the dinning room and kitchen where they should be, through the arch. It was the stairs, for a moment the panic flooded into me and I wanted to run, run far away. I'd had long chats with the shrink about this moment and I'd even done some of the silly visualisation techniques they had waffled on about. The very base of the stairs, the image was still clear in my mind, it always would be. "The floor looks different." "Yeah, I put in new hardwood." "Couldn't get the stain out, huh?" He didn't answer. I can't blame him, it's all on my head. "No ghosts in the house, right?" "No ghosts. You won't even think about it after a while. I don't." "You're not the one who did it." "It was an accident, April. Let's go upstairs." I took a single step forward then I was away, up the stairs, past the moment that would haunt me for life and on forwards to my old room. I opened the door and stepped inside. "Wow," I said. "It's exactly like I remember, like, everything." I looked around the room at the twin-sized bed, the white dresser against the wall, the CRT TV. I knocked my knuckles against the screen. "We didn't even have these old things in juvie." "I wanted to preserve it for authenticity." I opened her closet next, spreading open a 14-year-old's wardrobe. "Oh my god, you kept my clothes." "It was like a shrine," He said, leaning against the wall watching me with obvious amusement. I grinned at him. "Or you're still as lazy as ever." "Or that." I pulled out my old soccer jersey, number nine, with my name on the back. "Wow, remember how I used to wear this all the time, even when I didn't have games?" "You were dedicated." "I was. Always play to win, right, Daddy?" He smiled. "I taught you well." "I wonder if it still fits." For some mad reason I really want to put the shirt on, maybe because I want to get all the horrid juvie clothes off or what, who cares, I just grabbed the t shirt and yanked it off. Daddy stood there and stared at my bra clad breasts, just the way all men do, including the correction officers. "Jesus, April!" He cried covering his eyes with the palms of his hands. "I'm right here!" He looked so silly, I just laughed. "Calm down, Daddy. It's no big deal." "No big deal?" He shouted. "You're my daughter!" I slipped off my bra, look at me! I shouted inside my head LOOK AT ME! I yelled silently again. "Okay, okay, sorry. I'm used to undressing in front of other girls all the time." "Do I look like a girl?" I guess he wasn't going to look, reluctantly I sild the t-shirt on, wow, it was almost as good as being topless, it was so, so tight! I could see my nipples through the thin material. "You can open your eyes now. I've changed." "You took off your bra!" He said as soon as he opened his eyes, thank god! I was worried he wouldn't notice. I swear I could feel my nipples start to harden and my little pussy get a little warmer. It was like he admitted he was staring at my breasts. "I hate wearing bras. They make you in juvie though." And some of the guards liked to check. I added silently, would you like to check Daddy? I wondered in my head. I turned to face the mirror, looking at myself. I ran my hands up across my waist, ribs, and along the sides of my breasts. Would you like to do this Daddy? I asked silently. "Doesn't fit like it used to, huh?" I said, pulling the shirt over my breasts. "No," He said, he looked slightly hypnotized. "Well, my tits weren't this big four years ago," I said, I cupped them giving them a nice squeeze, letting him see how firm and plump they were. "Jesus, April," He said, turning away. "What? What'd I do?" I said indignantly. "It's just... nothing. I'm just, uh, I'm not used to having a girl around the house." "Aw, I'm sorry. I guess I'm forgetting you're not just my daddy; you're a boy too." I said as sweetly as I could. But your not a boy are you Daddy? you're a big strong man. I whispered silently inside my head. I couldn't help myself I had to hug him. I grabbed his strong arm , holding it between my breasts, I kissed his cheek, he smelt so good. I kissed him again. Tracing up his jaw with my nose, kissing all the way, searching for his mouth. "O-okay, honey," He said, pulling away, he looked down at my chest again, just like I wanted him too. "Daddy, lighten up," I said. "You're gonna have to get used to me living here. You said I could stay forever." "You're right," He said, looking bashfully down at the floor. Turning I took a few large steps and then jumped onto my bed, I turned to face Daddy and bounced on the bed, I could feel my boobs bounce, Daddy's eyes followed every movement. I sat down and patted the mattress. "Come sit with me for a minute." "Uh, why?" "I wanna talk to you. I wanna catch up." "Well, we can do that downstairs on the sofa, can't we?" "I do all my talking lying down. It's the only place when you live in a cell." I patted the bed again, jeez Daddy get the hint. "Come on, celly, let's gossip." Reluctantly he came over and sat on the bed, leaning against the headboard. There wasn't much room on the twin-sized mattress. I crawled over him throwing one leg over his, pinning him down. I slid an arm round his waist and lay my head on his chest. He stiffened for a moment but then relaxed. He put his arm around me and stroked my back. It was wonderful to be home and have my Daddy so close. "It's nice to have you home, baby," He said. "It's nice to be home with you, Daddy," I said, I slid my hand across his stomach. "You're really hard." "What? I am not!" I giggled at him, silly Daddy. "I meant your stomach." "Oh, er, it's the job." "Lemme see your chest," I said. "April..." He said protesting feebly. I unbuttoned his shirt. Hungrily I ran my hands across my abdomen, my fingers feeling the contours of his firm muscles. Playfully I squeezed his pecs. "Wow, my daddy is sexier than ever." "So says the lesbian," He said. "Well, just because I like pussy doesn't mean I can't appreciate an attractive guy, even if he is my Daddy," I said, winking at him. "Thanks, sweetheart. You've really blossomed into a beautiful woman too." "Thanks," I said, pinching his sides and tickling him. He chuckled and squirmed. "Okay, no tickling." "I'm not tickling," I said, tickling him around the ribs, where I knew he liked it. He squirmed again. This was wonderful, free to run my hands all over his strong muscular body, I let my hands wander everywhere across his sides and even daring to touch his nipples. I could do this all day, I wonder if Daddy want's to tickle me? "Okay, okay," He said, pulling away from me and climbing of the bed, I was crestfallen, didn't he like it? "We should order that pizza before we starve. I also have a birthday present for you, and cake too." "Aw, really?" I said, sitting up. "What's my gift?" "It's a surprise." I was grinning. "It's the Jetta, isn't it?" "I'm not telling." I giggled. "You're such a nice daddy." I hugged him close, letting my hands creep under his shirt, touching his cool taught skin, gently I pressed my nails into his skin, the girls at juvie liked it when I did that. "Thank you. You're making this so much easier than I thought it would be." "You deserve some easy in your life, April." "You know I don't have a license, right?" I said grinning. "I'll teach you. You can take the test when you're ready." "You're the best daddy ever, you know that?" "You're not so bad yourself, kiddo. I wanna get you back into the world, get you into college, keep you on the right track. You have your whole life ahead of you." "As long as you're in my life," I said, stretching up on my tiptoes to kiss his beautiful lips, mouths parting for each other, oh please Daddy kiss my like any other girl I silently begged, his mouth opened slightly and he held my lower lip in his for just a moment, yes, yes I screamed inside my head. Gently my tongue came forward, hesitantly probing forward, just touching his top lip. Suddenly he pulled away leaving me teetering. "Uh, yeah," He said, clearing his throat. "Well, uh, do you want to test drive your car while we wait for the pizza? Or have a slice of cake?" April Cumming Home I shrugged, you could always throw me down and ravage me. I thought to myself laying back down on the bed. "I'm actually really tired. Can we save the cake and the test drive for tomorrow? Let's just stay here and watch TV." "Of course, sweetie. It's your day. I'll go order." "Okay. Don't forget what I like, pepperoni and olives!" "Damn, I thought you would have outgrown the olives." He left me sitting there, this was all so crazy, I wanted him so badly. I made it so obvious, couldn't he see? Didn't he know it was all for him. I wondered, about the tales my cell mates had told me had I played it wrong? So many questions and no one to ask. If I'd have done that with any of the girls in juvie I'd have been tongue deep in pussy by now, not sitting here desperate. I guess I had to be cautious I was rebuilding my relationship with him, and if I don't tread carefully it may not get I may never get the relationship I need. I was flipping through channels when he came back in, still lying on my bed. I patted the space beside me. He sat, awkwardly, beside me, and I lay my head on his strong thigh. I cuddled closer, holding his leg, pushing my breast deliberately into his calf. He just sat there watching TV oblivious to the young girl throwing herself at him. The quality of the picture was terrible. "I forgot how many channels there are with cable," I said. "We didn't get to watch much TV, and when we did it was only the news." "What did you do most of the time?" He asked. I shrugged; lazily I started to stroke his knee. "Read mostly, played cards, ate each other out." "P-pardon?" I glanced up. "Me and the other girls, we ate each other out. Why do you look so surprised?" "I, I just, I don't know, didn't expect you to say it like that." I lay my head back down. "Not sure how else to put it." "Yeah," He said. Do you like that thought Daddy? Me naked on my back, legs spread open while some girl put her face between my thighs and lapped at my pussy with her tongue till I came screaming and moaning. Does it bother you Daddy? Does it arouse you? I wondered. "Didn't the guards stop you?" "Of course, but it's not like we did it out in the yard." "Did you have many partners?" He asked tentatively "Not really, but it's kind of an initiation thing, making new girls eat you out." "Oh. Did you, er, make someone do that to you?" "No, I didn't have any status. I got passed around a lot, like a bitch." "Oh my god." "It's okay, Daddy," I said, smiling up at him. "I started to like it a lot, and now I'm a lesbian, so it worked out." He gave me a kiss on the forehead. I titled her head up and stretched up, kissing his lips again. He didn't pull away immediately. My hot little tongue probed forward again, this time he didn't pull back. He licked it. We kissed properly, like men and women should, our tongues swirling together as our lips opened and closed. Suddenly he pulled away, swallowing. "Uh, honey, we, um, we really shouldn't kiss like that." He protested. "Why not? That's how I always kissed girls in juvie." "I'm starting to figure that out, but you know, it's a little different for us." "Not for me. I didn't love them. I love you. So shouldn't I kiss you like I love you?" "Well, I mean..." He paused, "Sorry, you can kiss me however is comfortable for you." "Really?" "Sure." "Mmm, then open your mouth. I wanna suck your tongue." I said. I practically leapt forward and crushed my lips into his. Hungrily I sucked his tongue right into my mouth, oh yes Daddy, I whispered silently as we kissed. His tongue danced round my mouth as I tasted him, I just wanted his tongue, I licked it, sucked it, tasted it. I was almost like we were making love with just our tongues. This was the kiss, Daddy's self control was fading, surely he must know now? I couldn't get enough of this kiss. He sucked on my lips, I nipped him with my teeth. My nipples were so hard, and my panties were starting to get wet, everything else was fading. Abruptly he pulled away again, he knew now, I was sure. It was just a matter of time. I smiled, just a matter of time. It took me a few moments to catch my breath. "You're a good kisser, Daddy, not like the girls in detention." "I guess boys kiss differently," He suggested. "Yeah," I said. I lay back down, my head on his chest listening to his heartbeat, it was fast and strong. Daddy just sat up right for some reason. Didn't he want to lie down with me? I hadn't seen him for four long years, but I'd thought about this every single day. He was even better than I remember, so familiar, yet so alien. I couldn't keep my hands off him, I wanted him to know I loved him and how ready I was to take my place as the woman of the house, in every sense. "I'm sorry I'm so clingy right now," I said, clinging to him, I nudging my nose into his neck, his sent was alluring. "I've just missed you so much, and now that we're back together, I don't feel lonely anymore." "I'm not going anywhere, honey, and neither are you." "You promise?" I asked, looking deep into his beautiful eyes. "I promise." I hugged him, throwing my arms round his neck, he slid his arm awkwardly round my hip. This was so silly, I climbed up and twisted so I could sit in his lap. "If you're not gonna lay, I'm gonna sit here," I said. That was better, I could feel him already, his bulge pressed into my ass. I wriggled slightly, just slightly, he was getting harder, I was starting to feel hot again, my pussy was starting to warm up, just thinking I was making Daddy hard, I willed it and willed it, could I make him so hard he couldn't control himself? Seems I don't have any mental powers like that. Daddy lifted me up and off his dick, but I wasn't done by a long way. Gently, innocently I started to stroke the back of his neck into his short hair holding him close so he couldn't get away. I started kissing his neck again, do I need to make a sign I wondered? I spread soft kisses up and down his neck as he sat there. "Mmm, Daddy." My body was tingling. I couldn't stop, I didn't want to stop these wonderful feelings. My lips trailed up his jaw. I licked from his chin to his lower lip, I sucked it right into my mouth, he sat there un moving, I was desperate to have his hands on my body, touch me! I yelled silently in my head. I moaned out loud, I was getting more and more turned on, somehow having him sit there passively was driving me wild, in juvie all I had to do was look at a chick and we'd be all over each other as soon as we could. I kept moaning, I could feel my panties getting wet as I pushed against him. Suddenly he was kissing me back, oh yes, like that. Now touch me. I shouted inside my mind. It was so good to kiss like this, like we should, all wet hot kisses, our lips sliding softly against each other, our tongues teasing and tasting each other's mouths. I could tell he was getting hard, I squirmed in his lap till I felt it against my ass, I was determined to grind up against it. It was getting harder and harder as we kissed, my pussy was only separated from him by scraps of fabric. He broke the kiss and pushed me off his lap, leaving me panting and desperate. He stood up and kept his back to me. "D-did you hear that? The doorbell! The deliveryman must be here! I'll be right back!" He ran out of the room, and charged down the stairs, I hadn't heard the bell, but my mind was else where so maybe he did hear the bell. My pussy was so wet, it was practically throbbing. I stroked her through my jeans. "Not long now kitty." I whispered. God Daddy was making me so horny kissing me and letting his big dick rub against my pussy, my nipples were so hard, begging for attention, I think if he'd have just touched me once I would have cum there and then! Was Daddy getting the message that I was such a bad girl that I got excited from all of this? Did he know? I prayed he did. I slipped my jeans off and got into the bed, but what I wanted to do was pull his pants off. I heard the bell ring, and Daddy answered it, he rummaged around in the kitchen. "Daddy?" I called. "I'm starving. Is the pizza here?" I'm still horny I added mentally. "Yeah, baby, I'll be up in a minute!" Daddy stepped into my room and stopped dead, his eyes trailed up my leg to my where I had innocently let the blanket fall away so my white panties were on show, just the waist band. "I got under the covers," I said. "Hope that's okay." "Did you want me to let you rest? We can heat this up later." "No. I just wanted to get comfortable. Come on, I'm starved." He came over and sat on the bed. I sat up, the aroma of the pizza filling the room, my mouth started to water at the prospect. The blanket was bunched up near my waist, I knew my white panties were on show. All that kissing had made me so horny, my nipples were almost pushed thought the thin material of my T shirt. I pulled out a slice of delicious hot pizza and took a huge bite. "Mmm, pizza! It's been forever." "I'm glad you like it," He said, picking the olives off his slice and dropping them on his paper plate. "Mine," I said, the olives are the best bit, silly Daddy. Another olive rolled off the plate and dropped between Daddy's legs. "Oops," I said, and before he could move I reached out and shoved my hand between his legs. He jerked up slightly as the back of my hand rubbed along the outline of his cock and balls, he was still a bit hard. I found the errant olive and pulled it out, letting the back of my hand rub all over his bulge again. "Got it!" "Geez, be careful down there," He said. I giggled and popped the olive into my mouth. "Relax, Daddy, you don't have the equipment I want." I watched the TV for a few minutes just enjoying the pizza, I couldn't stop thinking about his cock, his lovely big hard cock, it was so distracting. I wondered if he had any idea how crazy he was driving me? One of the girls in juvi has said a dick was like a gun, once you started to play with it there was no telling where it might go off. I certainly hoped I could get it to go off. "I gotta pee," I said and jumped out of bed. I walked slowly out of the room letting my hips sway, I hoped Daddy liked my ass. I liked his. I slid my panties down, they were so wet, I sat for a moment on the toilet with my legs open, feeling the air cool my hungry pussy. I slid a finger down my slit and gave my poor little clit a gentle rub. I could only stay for a few moments or Dad would think something was odd. "Common, April, get your shit together." I said and slid my panties back up my legs before heading back to my bedroom. I strode confidently back into the bedroom, the hem of my shirt riding up my thighs, I was sure I was flashing my panties. I watched Daddy closely, his eye's glued to my groin. I jumped back onto the bed, making my boobs bounce, but Daddy was still staring at my panties. Just pull them off I thought silently. Please? "Yum. Thanks for the pizza, Daddy." "Sure. I'll clean up," He said He started to collect all the boxes, plates and soda cans together. He took them down stairs. I lay back fully on my bed, I was starting to wonder if this was all in my head? What a terrible daughter I was, making advances on my Daddy, the only man who'd ever been good to me. But I couldn't help it I was getting so horny just being near him. He came back up stairs and looked into my room from the door. "Well, kiddo, how about I let you get some sleep?" "What? Nooo," I whined. "It's still early." "But you're ready for bed." "I know, but don't leave me yet. Please, I'm not used to being alone. Come on. Stay." I said pouting as best I could. "All right," He said, reluctantly, but he came over and sat on the bed. "Under the covers," I said and I lifted the covers for him. I knew my panties were on show, I had to keep my legs closed so he couldn't see how damp the crotch was. Daddy was staring at the v of my panties, was he thinking about my pussy? I wondered if he'd like it, so pink, so wet and so ready to be fucked. I was sure I was going to love his cock. I stared at his crotch, wondering exactly what his dick would look like, up close, how big was he? How thick? How exactly would he take me? Finally I managed to drag my eyes away. "Uh, baby, I'm not really dressed for bed." "Just stay until I fall asleep. Please, Daddy, for my birthday?" He sighed and nodded, slowly he climbed under the covers. I snuggled right up to him, pressing my body against his. I ran my hands over his strong chest, slipping them inside the shirt to touch his flesh, it was as much as could do to stop myself from ripping both our clothes of and demanding he screwed me there and then. "Do you want to take your shirt off?" I asked hopefully. "I'm okay." "You sure? You'd be more comfortable. It looks stuffy, your pants too." "I'm fine." "Well, I think it's cute you dressed up to pick me up," I said I gave him another kiss on the lips, I love kissing him so much. I opened my mouth and snuck my tongue into his mouth. I wanted to grab the back of his head to stop him getting away and just make out with him for hours, why didn't he respond, what was holding him back? He closed his mouth firmly and smiled tightly at me. I smiled back disappointed my play hadn't worked. I lay my head back down on his chest and pretended to watch TV. I put my leg over his, the fabric of his pants was soft on my inner thigh, I sild my leg up and down, I whished he'd taken the opportunity to take off his pants earlier so I could feel his skin on mine. I slid my knee up till it bumped gently into his cock. He didn't respond, so I did it again. "Careful, kiddo." "Hm?" "I'm not a girl, you know? You can't knee me there." "Oh, did I hurt your cock?" I felt so good and bad saying the cock out loud, it was like an aphrodisiac. I wondered if Daddy would like me to talk dirty? "Well, no, but, you know, you shouldn't really, er, make contact with that area. And don't use the word 'cock.'" "I don't remember you being so uptight." I said shaking my head. "I don't remember you being so affectionate." "I've changed. I was an angry little girl. Now I'm a cheerful big girl." "I'm glad for that, at least," He said and kissed to top of my head. We watched TV silently, it was warm and comfortable. Daddy slowly started to relax. I lay still and silent till I was sure he was a sleep. Slowly and cautiously I slid my hand down so I could cup his cock and balls in my tiny hand. I started to rub my hand along the shaft, I marvelled at the size and length of it, Daddy was a big boy alright. "Mmm, Daddy," I whispered. "God, it feels so big." I carried on stroking his cock, sure he was sleeping, I risked squeezing it, just a bit, Daddy moved under my hand, I looked up, no, he was definitely still asleep. I dragged a nail down the zipper letting it bump over each tooth. Daddy mumbled something unintelligible I stopped and looked up at him. "Shh, Daddy, go back to sleep. I'm not doing anything wrong." I whispered, he relaxed again and I carried on gently stroking my palm along the length of his dick, it was definitely getting harder. I felt the end between my thumb and forefinger, gently pinching the head. "God, I want it so bad. I want to feel your cock inside me so bad, Daddy," I whispered, it felt so good to say it out loud, even if he couldn't hear it. I sild my hand down again and tugged the material, giving Daddy's cock more room. I fondled his balls again feeling the weight. . "Mmm, your balls, I wanna suck on them, Daddy. I wanna see you cum." Daddy mumbled and groaned a bit again "Shh, Daddy. Just a goodnight kiss." I whispered so softly. I kissed the head of his dick where it lay inside his pants, I moaned louder than I meant too, but I couldn't help myself, here was my Daddy's cock, just within reach, should I get it out now and suck on it? Or should I just get up on it? My tongue snaked out and licked and lapped along the length of his cock. I opened my mouth and traced the outline with my teeth. My face was pressed right up against his cock. "I'm gonna fuck you, Daddy, if it's the last thing I do." I sighed into the fabric. His cock was really throbbing now, I couldn't help myself, I was squeezing it harder and harder as it moved against my dainty little hand. "Oh, it's moving. Mmm, I want to feel it move inside me." I started to nibble where the head lay, I hoped the fabric would give way and I could get at his cock unimpeded. I almost had the whole head in my mouth, just these damned trousers in the way. He was completely hard. I hoped the gun would go off soon. "Daddy," I whispered, "do you know your little girl is licking your cock? I wish you'd wake up and fuck me." Daddy jerked awake at that, I closed my eyes and pretended I was asleep too. I could feel his phone buzzing in his pocket. I guess it had woken him. Tenderly he lifted my head off his thigh and I rolled over and continued to pretend to sleep. Daddy walked off to his room, I could heard the door close. I waited a few moments before sneaking out into the hall and down to his room. I knew where all the creaky floor boards where and I made it to his door without a sound. I dropped to my knees and peeped through the key hole. Daddy was laying back on his bead, he'd got his dick out, it was pointing straight up, like it was looking for a hole to fuck. I had a hole it could fuck. He wrapped his big hand around it and gave it a long stroke, the head glistening the in the soft lamp light. He pulled out his phone and made a call. I couldn't really make out much of the conversation, just snippets of his side. I heard him mention I was now a lesbian, and some other stuff. I think Daddy has a girlfriend. He took the rest of his clothes off. I stared and stared the way I had done for years, I wondered if he was going to jerk off. I'd only seen him do that and handful of times. I slid a hand into my panties, I was so wet, please jerk off, I prayed silently. I was disappointed though Daddy just examined the fly of his trousers for a few moments before getting into bed and turning off the light. Disappointed I retreated to my room. I lay back in the bed and slid my panties off. I opened my bed side draw, Daddy said he hadn't moved anything, I rummaged around in the draw and found my favourite hair brush. The one with the perfect handle, I was wet enough already, I teased myself with the handle for a few moments then plunged it straight into my wet pussy, shit it was so good to have something hard in there, I fucked myself roughly with it. I imagined Daddy being all angry and deciding to punish me with his big hard cock. I moaned out loud and bit hard on my hand to stifle any more noise and the orgasm I'd been dreaming of all day broke over my body. I slept so well that night and woke up early on Sunday morning. It was so good to have the house to myself. I toyed with the idea of slipping into Daddy's room and saying I had a nightmare but in the end decided not to. I walked around the house in just my bra and panties looking at everything with fresh eyes. All the strangely familiar yet unfamiliar things, all the very small changes. The pool was still there, the water almost like glass in the still early morning. There was no pool in juvi, I couldn't wait, I jumped straight in and started to swim some laps. The door opened and Daddy stepped out onto the deck. "Hi, Daddy!" I called still in the water. "I was beginning to think you were gonna sleep all day." "So was I," He said. "I see you found the pool." "Right where I left it," I said. "Jump in with me." "Sure. I'll have to go upstairs and grab my trunks," He said. "What are you wearing?" April Cumming Home "Panties and a bra. Same thing as a bikini, right? I didn't fit into my old suit. Tits got bigger." "Well, I suppose we'll have to buy you a new one." He said, yeah, I thought, a tiny teeny sexy one. "Come on, strip down to your boxers and jump in." "I've got trunks upstairs, give me ten minutes." "No, now," I said. "It's an underwear pool party, jump in." "April," "Please, please, please," I moaned pouting. "Fine, have it your way." "Foxy, daddy." I yelled "Stop teasing me," He said. Oh Daddy, I'm not teasing, I'm ready for the taking. He pushed down his jeans, to reveal his lose light grey boxers. His cock was swinging freely inside I could make it out plainly "Jump," I ordered. He pretended to grumble but he jumped into the pool splashing water everywhere. He popped up near me and before he could wipe the water from his eyes I threw my arms round his neck and pressed my almost naked body up against him. I let my thigh nudge his cock. Before kissing him on the lips and grinning wildly. "Let's go to the deep end," I said. "You mean the six-foot end?" "When you're five-five, that is the deep end," I said. I swam away from him, doing that duck dive so my ass was above the water, I was sure everything was on display wet cotton doesn't cover much. Daddy swam after me as I reached the other end, I started to tread water with one hand against the wall. "Remember what a good swimmer I used to be?" I asked. "I do. I guess there wasn't a lot of swimming in the detention center." "Only yard time in the rain," I said. I pushed off and wrapped my arms round his neck, Daddy slipped a bit but he's so strong he held us both up, his firm hands gripping my waist pulling me closer. I felt so alive, our skin touching, our bare skin pressed close together. "Whoa there," He said, holding my waist. I willed with all my might for him to put his hands on my ass, but he just held me round the waist. I could barely keep my lust in check. "Don't let me drown, Daddy," I said. Playing the little girl card. I coiled my legs round him crushing my pelvis into his, despite the cold water my pussy was warming up, and I could feel Daddy's cock start to twitch. I mashed my lips into his, his lips cool but welcoming, my tongue searching his mouth. This was no innocent kiss, I was showing him my lust, how ready I was for him. He responded sucking on my tongue pushing his own into my mouth. If my nipples weren't hard before they were now, straining he thin material of my flimsy bra. His cock was hard against my pussy, he pushed me up against the wall his hands running up and down my sides from my hips to my ribs. I never wanted this to stop, I just pushed harder into Daddy. The harder I kissed him the harder he kissed back. I ran my hands over his broad strong back. He pressed me hard up against the side of the pool I dug my nails into his muscled shoulders. I sucked hard on his lower lip, he nipped back at me and I nipped him playfully too. God I liked it so much. He pulled back and stared into my eyes, I wondered if he could tell this was only the beginning and I was more than willing to go a lot further with him. I licked my lips expectantly. "Mmm, there you go, Daddy. Finally, you're showing me you love me." "Honey, you know, it's really not normal to kiss like that." "Don't start that again," I said, kissing him again to shut him up. He kissed me right back, pinning me helplessly against the side of the pool, my body responding so willingly, I ground my pelvis against him, I thought the water might start to boil I was getting that hot. He nipped at me with his teeth and I nipped him back. He was finally kissing me like I was his girlfriend. My mind flashed back to the phone call last night. He pulled away again but I kept my legs and arms wrapped round his body holding him close to me. "Mmm, you're such a good daddy. I was worried you wouldn't love me when I came home." "You should have known better than that," He said. "The way you were just kissing me, I do now." He gave me a fatherly kiss on the forehead. "You'll always be my little girl." I kissed his neck and sucked on it for a moment. "And you'll always be my daddy." He untangled himself and tried to swim away, I kept my grip on his neck I swung round and crashed into him, his hard cock trapped between us. He tried to swim away but I kept pushing against his cock, I feigned surprise feeling his big cock against my body. "Oh my god. Is that what I think it is?" He pulled free of my arms and started towards the side of the pool. "I don't know what you're talking about." I swam after him, cutting through the water easily. "Come back here!" He tried to run through the water, one hand over his groin trying to hide the monster lurking there. I grabbed onto his back I made to reach for his cock but he shook me off. "What the heck are you doing?" He said. "Your cock is hard!" "My what?" He shouted. "Are you crazy?" I was laughing, god Daddy could be so dim sometimes. He looked so silly squatting there in the shallow end. "You were hard, Daddy! I felt it." "I was not! You're being very inappropriate, April." "Daddy!" I laughed again. "You are such a pervert. Were you getting turned on from kissing me. You know I'm a lesbian, right?" "Don't be disgusting, you're my daughter. I'm getting out of the pool." I watched as he climbed out of the pool, his wet boxers clinging to his ass, completely see through. The end of his dick fell out of the front as he stepped back onto the deck. "Daddy, come back," I said, climbing out after him and grabbing his wrist. He turned, his eyes roaming all over my body, lingering on my breasts, my nipples hard, not only from the cold but from having him pressed against me. his eyes tracked down, to the front of my panties, panties I knew were completely see through, my freshly shaved mound visible, available to him. My eyes dropped too, staring in wonder at the cock dangling there in front of me "Whoa," I said. "Jesus, April, look at yourself," He said, turning to the side. "This is why people don't swim in underwear." I was laughing again. "What? It's no big deal, Daddy. I just can't believe you were hard!" "Stop it, I wasn't." "Yeah, right. Just because I'm a lesbian doesn't mean I don't know what a cock is." "Look, I'm going inside." "No," I said, holding his hand. "Sit down. Let the sun dry you. We can talk." "April..." "Daddy, relax, it's fine. I think it's cute that you liked kissing me so much." He glared at me. "You know, I am a man. If I kiss someone like that, even my daughter, there's a reaction. It's not something I can control, but it doesn't mean anything." "I said it's fine. Sit down." I said smiling I sat down quickly, my bra and panties still soaking wet, and I hoped still see through, I hoped Daddy liked my body. I'd worked out a lot in juvie, so I was nice and tight when I got out, just for him, silly Daddy. He sat next to me sighing audibly. "Don't be so embarrassed, Daddy," I said, poking his ribs. "I'm used to showering naked with girls all the time." "You're not in detention anymore, April, and I'm not one of the girls." "I know, I just meant I'm not used to being modest. Honestly, the only reason I wore panties and a bra in the pool is so you wouldn't yell at me, but I don't care." "Okay, okay, fine," He said. "Love you, Daddy." I said stretching across to kiss him tenderly on the cheek. "Yeah, me too," He said. "You know, I can totally see the outline of your cock in your boxers," I said. "Why are you looking?" He growled. "It's pretty obvious, and it's so fucking big, it's hard to miss." "Just stop looking or I'm going inside!" I stuck my tongue out and then reclined and let the sun warm me, I closed my eyes. "By the way, I need to talk about something." "Yes, Daddy-dearest?" I said, my eyes still closed. "I invited someone over tonight for dinner, a woman. I'd like you to meet her." "Daddy, do you have a girlfriend?" I looked over at him, I could feel the anger welling up in me already, I forced it down, for now. "Well...sort of." "Really? That's so cute!" I said. "I'm so happy for you! And here I thought you were all lonely and miserable by yourself! This is great news." Lying though my teeth. "Wait, you're happy?" "Well of course I am!" I said, sitting up. "Why wouldn't I be?" "I, I don't know. Well, that's great. So you'd like to meet her?" Daddy asked hesitantly. "Of course I would!" I said. "What's her name? Tell me about her. How'd you meet?" "Her name is June. We met while I was doing a construction job at her office building almost a year ago." "Wow, that long? Have you had sex?" "Uh, haha, I'm not talking about that." He said blushing. "Come on, tell me," I begged. "I'm curious." "You're very casual when it comes to talking about sex, aren't you?" "We talked about it all the time in detention. So have you fucked her?" "April! Don't use that word. And it's really none of your business." "If it's none of my business, why are you inviting her over to meet me?" "I meant the sex part isn't your business. She's very... shy is all." "Mmmhmm. Are you gonna marry her?" "It's way too early to think about that. But whatever happens, I don't want you to think I'm trying to replace your mother." "I know, Daddy. I'm sure June and I will become great friends." I lay back on the beach chair and closed my eyes. I concentrated on keeping my breathing normal and calming myself down. Who the hell was this fucking bitch? What the hell was she doing not looking after him properly? Just like Mom used to, the fucking bitch. I crawled off my chair and onto Daddy's sitting between his legs, I knelt there looking up at him. His eyes locked on mine. I managed not to stare at his cock again. "What are you doing?" I held up a bottle of sunscreen. "Save me from the sun, Daddy?" It was time for the sexy sunscreen scenario! I had seen how this turned out in the movies, would Daddy fall for it? "Kiddo, maybe you'd better put on your own sunscreen." "Why?" I pouted. "It's just... I really don't... I'm a man." He stammered. I rolled my eyes. "You're a child is what you are. It's just sunscreen. It's not like I'm going to ask you to rub it all over my tits and my pussy or something." I turned round and sat firmly down, I scooched my ass back and felt Daddy's cock against my back. "Now, lotion me please." "Fine," He said, "but can you please not use words like 'tits' and 'pussy' around me?" He sat up taking his big cock with him. He started to spread the lotion on my shoulders, working it into my skin. I tilted my head to the side and held my hair out of the way. His hand sild over my sensitive neck. I managed not to moan out loud for fear of scaring him off. He rubbed further forward across my collar bones. I breathed out heavily. "Mmm, that feels good, Daddy..." I am so wrong, lusting after my father. But having him rub the lotion over my body just made me think of sex. I wondered what excuses I could come up with to get him to rub the lotion onto my breasts, or onto my pussy mound. Right inside of me, using his lovely big cock to spread it all round inside of me. In my mind he was holding me down on the beach chair, his big dick ramming in and out of my tight little pussy while I screamed with pleasure till he came deep inside my cunt. "Mmm, Daddy, more," she said. I only wish he knew what 'more' I was asking for. I scooted back and once again pinched his hardening cock in place with my lower back. "Careful!" He said, pushing me away. "What?" I said, innocently turning to face him. "Is your cock hard again? Jesus, Daddy!" "Of course it's not!" He said. "And don't use that word." "What word, cock? Well, I felt something back there." "You're imagining things," He said. "And you must have a pretty filthy mind to be imagining that." "Hey, I'm a lesbian," I said defensively, the lie tripping from my lips. "That's the last thing I want to imagine." "Here, you're done." He said angrily shoving the sun screen into my hand. I turned round on my knees between his legs. The boxers were still transparent and I could see the outline of his shaft laying there against his thigh. My eyes were drawn inexplicably to it, like a magnet or something, it was beautiful. The colour was perfect, everything apart from the fact it wasn't in me was perfect. "The front?" I said hopefully. "What?" He said. "Kidding!" I said pretending I didn't mean it. I squirted a good handful out and spread it across my breasts, I wished that I'd just squirted it out onto them like it was cum. I massaged it into my flesh. I was pleased to see Daddy's hands follow every movement and that my bra was still completely see through. I wondered if I should just take it off or if I should put some lotion on my pussy. I ran my hands over my stomach just so his eyes would look at my pussy, still on show thought the sheer material. "Here, put some on your chest too." "I'm good." "Come on, you'll burn." "I like pain," He said. "Daddy," I pouted. "If you're going to be stubborn, I'll do it myself." I squirted some sun screen onto my hand and slapped them into his chest . I rubbed large circles across his chest. My hands looked tiny on his huge muscly body. I slid my hands across his nipples. I rubbed everywhere I could. Down his sides across his stomach, just rubbing and touching him. "April..." "I'm not gonna let you get sunburn. Stop being silly." I started humming, that Destiny's Child song 'Lose my breath' I liked having Daddy apply the lotion to me, but I like to apply it to him even more. I wanted him to touch me so bad it was nearly a physical pain. I started to think up some nasty scenarios, maybe I should rub the lotion into his cock till he plastered my waiting face and tits with his cum, maybe I'd drop my head and suck all his cum into my mouth. I kept glancing at his cock, it kept twitching but it didn't get hard. The material was drying and soon I wouldn't be able to see it anymore. I wanted to see his cock so bad, I'd willing lay there spread eagle and let him do anything he wanted to me. My own father! Fuck, what's' wrong with me, can't he see I'm ready? My hands reached the waist band of his boxers. I was mesmerised by his cock, it was growing, lifting up the material of his shorts. I wondered what he was thinking about, was it me? I desperately hoped so. God I wanted him to abuse my body. "You know, Daddy," I said, rubbing my hands over his stomach, my eyes fixed on his cock, just going over the same area again and again, "I was kinda nervous to tell you I was a lesbian. I thought you might, I dunno, disown me or something." "I'd never do that," He said, his big hard cock throbbing in the morning sun. I wanted to reach out and grab it, there, just a few inches from me. "In detention," I continued his cock flexing and throbbing right in front of my eyes, "this girl told me when she told her father she was a lesbian, he raped her. I guess he wanted to turn her straight or something. He kept at her for years. She killed him eventually." I said, shit why did I mention she'd killed him? I should have said he fixed her. Maybe I should tell him I used to masturbate at night in my bunk thinking about him doing the same to me. "Oh my god. You know I'd never do something that, don't you?" He said, his cock softened a bit, but it started to throb again as I applied lotion to his knees and up his thighs. "I know, Daddy," I said. "But sometimes I wonder if I'm really a lesbian. I mean, how do I know until I have sex with a real boy, right?" "That's a good point," He said, my hands got closer to the bottom of the shorts as I spread lotion all over his legs. I looked him, right in the eyes. "I really don't think it would matter, but I want to at least see a cock once, live-in-person, you know?" "There's, um, clubs for that, I think," He said. "Well, I don't mean just see," I said, looking back down at his massive cock. I just held my hands off him stopping myself from just ripping off the material and feasting on his big fat cock. "I want to touch one, feel it in my hand, look straight at it, smell it." "Honey, I don't think we should really talk about this." "Daddy, I'm not blind, you know?" His cock twitched right in front of me, like it wanted to escape and plunge itself into any hole in my body. "Look, you're rubbing me with lotion. It's a reaction. I'm embarrassed enough already." "I know," I said, glancing up. "But I wanna see it." "Jesus, April..." "I just want to see if it makes me feel anything. I mean, I didn't get turned on when you were rubbing me with lotion. So, maybe if I see a real cock, I'll know for certain." God I could tell lies when I wanted to. "April, I can't. It's really inappropriate." "Please, Daddy? Don't you want to fix me, if I can be fixed?" Surely Daddy wanted to fix me, he was always fixing things. I knew being lesbian wasn't something he'd approve of, but he just wasn't getting it so I had to push harder. "Okay." I perked up. "Seriously?" "Just for a minute," He said. "And just looking, no touching." Like hell I thought but I said "Okay, Show me." He reached down and unbuttoned his fly, I was so excited, finally I was going to get an up close and personal moment with his cock. I swallowed in nervous anticipation. He reached in and wrapped his hand round his cock, I wished he'd let me do that. He pulled it out into the sun it was getting longer right there in front of me. He let it go and it flopped back heavily onto his belly. My eyes were wide open drinking in the magnificent member Daddy had produced, in the flesh it was even better, the fact it was getting bigger was making not only my mouth water but my pussy as well. I'd been holding my breath in case he changed his mind at the last moment. "Wow," is all I could say. I gulped looking up and down the thick shaft, the fat mushroom like head, I was feeling a little nervous with this huge thing bobbing inches from my face, the veins were starting to stand out and throb. Fuck I wanted it more than ever. "It's getting harder," I remarked. "It happens," He said. "How big is it gonna get?" I asked. "About nine inches." "What about your balls?" "They're at the bottom," He said. "I can't see them with your boxers on." "Do you want to see them?" "Yeah. Can you show me those too?" "All right," He said. He pushed his boxers down, the thick shaft bending with it till it slapped loudly back, the dammed thing nearly took my eye out it was that big. He settled back and let me feast my eyes on his rock solid pole, his big manly balls hanging between his legs. OMG I was so wet, I could have re filled the pool! "Okay, so, you've seen it..." He said. "Cocks look bigger in real life than the ones I saw drawings of." "Is it, um, doing anything for you?" "You mean turning me straight?" I asked. "I don't think so." Lying was so easy to me. " It's kinda scaring me. Having something that big force its way through my little pussy would hurt like hell." He chuckled. "Do you have a little pussy?" "Do you wanna see?" I asked, taking my eyes of his cock for the first time since he'd got it out. "No," He replied, I was disappointed. "I was just... I don't know. Anyway, uh, done with show and tell?" "No, not yet," I said, looking back down. "Why's it keep throbbing?" "Because it's very hard, and when it's very hard, the only thing it wants to do is... do what it does." "You mean fuck?" He sighed. "Yeah." "And it leaks?" I said, pointing at the tip. Like I'd never heard of pre cum. It was oozing from the mushroom head. Fuck, I was so horny I was feeling light headed.