Part 4

As soon as Nancy got home, she ran to her bedroom and closed the door. She removed her summer dress and panties before slipping into bed.

Reaching over to her nightstand she opened the bottom drawer and moved her old textbooks out of the way. Beneath them lay a silicon dildo which Nancy grabbed and closed the drawer.

Nancy’s best friend had given her the dildo as a gag gift but the only thing gagging on the gift was Nancy’s tight pussy.

After sliding her bedding off her nude body, Nancy slipped the dildo into her mouth. She slid the dildo in and out of her mouth, practicing her blow job skills while also lubricating the toy.

She then removed the toy from her mouth and moved it down to her pussy. Gently pressing the dildo against her folds, her labia opened up allowing the toy to penetrate her.

Nancy immediately felt the pressure and pleasure of the toy inside her. It was the only thing, besides her fingers, to ever enter Nancy’s pussy and it has given her great pleasure on many nights. But as the toy slid in and out of her, Nancy began to wonder what Mr. Johnson‘s large cock would feel like buried deep inside her tight pussy.

Her pleasure was building as she fucked herself, imagining it was Mr. Johnson’s cock doing the fucking. As she neared orgasm she couldn't hold back the moans. Just then, there was a knock at the door.

“Oh, yes!” Nancy moaned loudly.

Nancy suddenly realized the gravity of the situation as her door began to open. She quickly pulled the covers over her nude body right before her father walked into her room.

Nancy didn't even have time to remove the dildo before her father began speaking, “Good evening, sweetheart. I wanted to talk to you about something.”

“Yes?” Nancy replied quietly as her heart raced.

“As you know, your eighteenth birthday is in a couple of days, and I was wondering if you were going to take the day off from work so we could celebrate.”

As Nancy lay there, her dildo slowly started sliding out of her sensitive pussy. Not wanting it to make an obscene sound when it exited, Nancy quickly pushed the toy back inside, sending a jolt of pleasure through her body.

“Mmm,” Nancy moaned, “I can't leave Mr. Johnson alone, even if it is my birthday. He needs my help.”

Her father continued to talk but Nancy was no longer paying attention. She slowly and discreetly worked her dildo in and out of her pussy. The pleasure was too great to stop and the fact that someone was in the room while she masturbated added another level of thrill and pleasure.

Nancy’s father noticed that she was no longer paying attention to him and figured that she was falling asleep. He leaned over her bed and gave Nancy a kiss on the forehead.

“I’ll let you get your sleep. Good night sweetheart.”

“Good night, Daddy.”

“Would you like me to turn off the light?” her father asked as he stood in the doorway.

Looking at her father as she continued to pump the dildo in and out of her pussy, she nodded at him and smiled.

Once the lights in her bedroom were off and the door closed, Nancy started moving her toy faster and harder, bringing her to a quick and intense orgasm, “Oh, fuck!” she moaned.

Nancy pulled the dildo out of her well-fucked pussy and laid it on the bed next to her. She quickly fell asleep as she came down from her intense orgasm.

The next morning, Nancy was startled awake by her father gently rocking her shoulder, “Nancy, it's time to wake up.”

Nancy jumped out of bed, knocking her dildo onto the floor. She stood completely naked in front of her father and said in a panic, “I'm late again?!”

“No, no,” her father tried to calm her, “I just thought I'd wake you up early so you wouldn’t be late.”

“Whew. What a relief. Thank you, Daddy.”

Just a few days earlier, Nancy would have been mortified to be standing naked in front of anyone, much less her own father. But something had clicked in Nancy. She was proud of her body and felt a sense of freedom in her nudity and sexuality.

Nancy walked to her closet unabashedly. She searched her closet for something to wear as her father cleared his throat.

“I really wish you would reconsider your decision to take your birthday off from work,” he said.

Nancy pulled out a little black dress that was short and form-fitting, “I’ll think about it,” she replied as she pulled the dress on, finally covering her nude body.

“But I have to go to work now. Love you, Daddy,” Nancy said as she kissed her father on the cheek.

“I love you too, sweetheart. But aren't you forgetting something?” her father replied, referring to her lack of panties.

Nancy turned around and saw her dildo lying on the floor. “Oh, right. Thanks.”

She bent over to pick up her toy and placed it in the bottom drawer, revealing just how short her dress was and what was visible when she bent over.

“Have a good day at work, sweetie, and don't give the old man a heart attack.”

Nancy chuckled and thought to herself, No, but maybe I’ll give him something else instead.

Her father closed her door and returned to his bedroom. Nancy finished getting ready for work and walked out of her bedroom.

Nancy immediately heard the rhythmic sounds of flesh slapping loudly together, coming from her parents' bedroom.

“What's gotten into you this morning?” she heard her mother say.

Nancy just grinned and left the house.

When Nancy arrived at Mr. Johnson’s front door she was just about to knock when she remembered her new house key. She pushed the key into the door and unlocked it before entering his house.

Mr. Johnson was walking through the living room in his robe. He quickly pulled the robe shut before turning to greet Nancy.

“Good morning!” he said cheerfully.

“Good morning,” she replied, “I hope you don't mind me using the key to come in.”

“Not at all. That's why I gave it to you. And it comes with the added benefit of not having to get fully dressed to answer the door.”

“I'm happy to do anything to make your life better,” Nancy said as she headed to the kitchen.

“And you already have,” Mr. Johnson said.

Nancy started getting busy in the kitchen, preparing breakfast. Mr. Johnson was a few feet behind her.

As he rounded the corner to the kitchen he began to speak, “I wanted to talk to…”

Mr. Johnson froze when he saw Nancy bending over in front of him to pull out a pan to cook breakfast with. Once she had the pan in her hand she stood up and turned around, “What was that?” she asked.

“Oh, umm. I wanted to talk to you about something.”

“Okay,” Nancy replied as she turned back around and continued getting breakfast ready.

“Your father called me this morning.”

“Oh?” Nancy said, not bothering to stop what she was doing.

“Yes. He told me it was your birthday tomorrow.”

“Yes, it is. That was nice of him to let you know.”

“That's not all,” Mr. Johnson continued, “He also asked me if I would give you the day off tomorrow.”

Nancy finally stopped what she was doing and turned to face Mr. Johnson, “And what did you say?”

“I told him that I wasn't keeping you here against your will, and that if you wanted to take the day off, that was completely your decision to make.”

Nancy smiled broadly and was happy with Mr. Johnson’s response, “The truth is, I want to spend my birthday here with you.”

Now it was Mr. Johnson’s turn to smile, “I’m so happy to hear that. Hold on I’ll be right back.”

Mr. Johnson hurried off to his bedroom as Nancy returned to her task of getting breakfast ready. A few minutes later he was back in the kitchen, standing right behind Nancy, “This is for you,” he said.

Nancy turned around and saw Mr. Johnson holding a flat, square jewelry box, “But my birthday isn't until tomorrow.”

“I know, but I couldn't wait. Happy early birthday.”

Nancy took the box and slowly opened it. Inside was a beautiful pearl necklace and matching earrings.

“Oh my god! Thank you but I can't take this. It must have been very expensive.”

“It's okay, really. I bought it a long time ago. I gave it to my late wife. She doesn't need it anymore and I want you to have it.”

“Thank you!” Nancy squealed as she threw her arms around Mr. Johnson and gave him a big hug, and a kiss on the cheek.

After releasing from their hug, Nancy looked at the necklace and said, “It’s so beautiful but I don't know when I will ever have a chance to wear it.”

“Why don't you wear it tomorrow?”

“What?” Nancy asked puzzled.

“We can get dressed up all fancy and celebrate your birthday. I will take care of dinner. How does that sound?”

“That sounds wonderful!” Nancy threw her arms around Mr. Johnson and gave him another big, long hug.

Nancy quickly turned around and realized that breakfast was done cooking, “Go have a seat and I will bring you your food.”

Mr. Johnson sat at his usual seat as Nancy plated their food and grabbed Mr. Johnson’s pills. The two of them sat eating their breakfast as Nancy continued to look at the pearl necklace and earrings Mr. Johnson had given her. She would occasionally look up at Mr. Johnson and give him a big smile.

After breakfast, they walked to Mr. Johnson’s room to apply his lotion, “Take off your robe and lie down,” Nancy instructed him.

Mr. Johnson untied his robe and dropped it to the floor. He was completely naked. He just stood there for a minute waiting for Nancy’s response.

“Now lie down,” Nancy responded.

She was in fact surprised that Mr. Johnson was naked, but she was not bothered by it. She was actually pleasantly surprised.

Nancy pumped some lotion into her hands as Mr. Johnson lay down on his back. She began rubbing the lotion into Mr. Johnson’s chest and stomach as she watched his cock begin to come to life.

She then crawled onto his bed and took position between his legs. Nancy ran her hands up Mr. Johnson’s legs.

“I still can't get over the beautiful necklace and earrings you gave me,” Nancy said, “I really want to show you my appreciation and thank you properly.”

“That's really not necessary,” Mr. Johnson replied, “I was happy to do it.”

“I insist,” pushed Nancy.

“Okay,” conceded Mr. Johnson, “What did you have in mind?”

“I’ve noticed you enjoy looking at my tits whenever you get the opportunity. Would you like to look at them now?” Nancy asked.

Mr. Johnson smiled and nodded his head.

Nancy grinned and pulled down the front of her dress, revealing her bare tits, “How’s that?”

“Much better.”

“How would you like to do more than just look at them?” Nancy asked seductively.

“What did you have in mind?”

Without responding, Nancy sat up and started rubbing lotion into her tits. She applied an extra generous amount between her tits. She then leaned forward and grabbed Mr. Johnson’s hardened cock.

Nancy pulled his cock away from his stomach and pressed it between her tits. She then squeezed her tits together with her arm and slowly started rocking them up and down.

“Mmm. This is much better,” agreed Mr. Johnson.

Nancy began picking up the pace. She was stroking his cock in long, quick motions. Mr. Johnson was moaning loudly now. He fought to keep his eyes open. Nancy had her eyes locked onto his and he also wanted to enjoy the show.

Nancy was extremely turned on at this point. She was considering opening her mouth and allowing his cock head to slide in and out of it while she tit-fucked him. Then she thought about abandoning the tit-fuck altogether and just jump on his lap and fuck him cowgirl style.

Just then, Mr. Johnson moaned loudly and hot jets of cum erupted from his cock. The cum shot up onto Nancy's chin and neck before raining back down onto her tits.

Nancy squeezed her tits together tighter as Mr. Johnson’s orgasm rocked his body to the core. She didn't release her tits or his cock until Mr. Johnson’s body went limp and the corners of his mouth curled up into a faint little smile.

Nancy rose from the bed and walked into the bathroom. She started the bath water and then turned to look at herself in the mirror.

She admired the copious amount of cum covering her neck and tits. She started laughing loudly.

“What is it?” Mr. Johnson asked with concern.

Nancy appeared in the doorway to the bedroom so Mr. Johnson could see his handywork spread across Nancy’s upper body.

“That's the second pearl necklace you've given me today,” she chuckled.

“Which one did you like better?” Mr. Johnson asked.

“I love them both equally. One of them I’ll be able to keep forever, and the other I’ll be able to remember forever. I’m going to take a bath now, if that's okay. Then I will get your lunch ready.”

“Of course it's okay. Take all the time you want and let me know if you need a hand with anything. I’ll be right here if you need me.”

“Will do,” said Nancy as she turned and entered the bathroom again.

She reached down and felt the temperature of the water. She was satisfied and climbed into the tub as it continued to fill up with water.

Nancy relaxed for a moment in the warm water when her attention was drawn to the running water. Her pussy was throbbing with excitement, after what had just happened with Mr. Johnson, and it needed some attention of its own.

She slowly slid her body forward in the tub until the streaming water was raining down directly onto her swollen clit.

“Mmm, mmm, mmm,” Nancy moaned quietly right before having an immediate orgasm.

“Ohhh!” Nancy’s voice belted out.

Mr. Johnson jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom doorway, “Is everything okay?” he asked.

“Huh? Oh, yes,” Nancy replied as she slid back in the tub, “The water was a little hotter than I expected, is all.”

Mr. Johnson approached the tub slowly, “Well, now that I’m here, why don’t you let me help you clean?”

“Okay,” said Nancy, still feeling the effects of her sudden orgasm.

Standing next to the tub, Mr. Johnson leaned over and grabbed the body wash from the tub's edge. His cock had lost its erectness but was still swollen and hung longer between his legs than usual.

While Nancy sat back in the tub, Mr. Johnson’s cock hung at her direct eye level. She took the opportunity to admire it and examine every detail of his impressive tool.

Mr. Johnson began rubbing his hands and soap into Nancy’s shoulders. Her back was pressed against the back of the tub so only the front of her body was accessible to him.

He ran his hands around Nancy’s neck, cleaning away the mess he had made. Nancy closed her eyes and leaned her head back as she felt Mr. Johnson’s magical hands clean her soiled skin.

Mr. Johnson’s hands then traveled down to Nancy’s tits. His hands and fingers ran back and forth from one tit to the other, grazing across her nipples in the process.

He then began to squeeze and massage her breasts before tweaking her nipples between his fingertips. Nancy moaned softly from Mr. Johnson’s attention.

“Do you like that?” he asked.

“Yes,” Nancy said quietly, “But I need to be cleaned here, too.”

Nancy softly grasped Mr. Johnson’s wrist and slowly pulled his hand down her body before stopping between her spread legs.

His hand immediately went to work on her hot pussy. He ran his fingers up and down her swollen slit before rubbing small circles over her clit.

Nancy moaned loudly and her hands went straight to her tits. She pinched, pulled, and twisted her erect nipples as Mr. Johnson touched her in all the right places.

“You're so good at that!” Nancy loaded loudly.

“I’ve had a lot of practice,” Mr. Johnson smiled.

Nancy thought about all the experience Mr. Johnson had and the things he could do and teach her.

Just then Nancy’s orgasm exploded. Her body thrashed about in the tub, causing the water to churn and splash back and forth.

Mr. Johnson’s hand pressed hard against Nancy’s pussy as she rode out her intense orgasm.

When her body finally relaxed, Mr. Johnson removed his hand from the water’s depths and sat back to look at Nancy.

Nancy’s eyes slowly opened and she looked around the bathroom as her eyes adjusted to the light when they finally focused on Mr. Johnson’s eyes. Without exchanging a word, the two smiled at each other.

“Thank you,” Nancy said, out of breath.

“It was my pleasure,” he responded softly.

Mr. Johnson stood and grabbed a towel from the hook. He held it open to Nancy, as she had done for him.

Nancy rose on shaky legs and stepped out of the tub, straight into Mr. Johnson’s arms, “You make me so happy being here,” she whispered in his ear.

“No more than I am happy you're here,” he whispered back.

“Would you like me to dry you off now?” Mr. Johnson asked.

“No. I can do it. I'm supposed to be taking care of you, not the other way around.”

“I'm sure it's fine if we take care of each other.” Mr. Johnson said with a wink before turning and walking out of the bathroom.

Mr. Johnson wrapped himself in his robe and made his way to the living room while Nancy dried herself off.

Nancy looked at her naked self in the mirror and truly admired the beautiful, confident, sexual being she had become. She was proud of herself, almost akin to the pride a parent has in their child.

Once dried, Nancy wrapped her nude body in a bathrobe and headed for the living room.

The day continued like any other except that Nancy was wearing a bathrobe and nothing else. The robe would constantly come loose as she moved about revealing glimpses of her nude body beneath.

While Nancy was preparing dinner, the robe had come loose again but her hands were full and she couldn't pull it closed again. She finally gave up trying to fix it and prepared the rest of their dinner with her robe wide open.

Nancy didn't even bother to close the robe before carrying the dinner plates over to Mr. Johnson. He looked up at Nancy and his eyes traveled down her nude body to her crotch before licking his lips and saying, “Mmm, looks delicious.”

“Just wait until you taste it,” Nancy said.

“I can't wait,” Mr. Johnson smiled before looking back up and Nancy and taking one of the plates from her hand.

Once seated, Nancy finally pulled her robe shut before digging into the dinner she had just cooked.

As normal, Nancy drew a bath after dinner and helped Mr. Johnson into the tub. After discarding her robe, she washed his body as his cock reacted and emerged from the water's surface.

Nancy gave his cock its usual cleaning but made sure not to get it overly stimulated. Nancy had other plans for his hard cock tonight.

Once his bath was finished, Nancy dried every inch of Mr. Johnson’s body and even gave his cock some extra attention to keep it firm and stiff.

Then it was time to let the water out of the tub. Nancy leaned over the edge with her ass sticking out and pulled the plug.

Right on cue, a hard smack came across her bare ass cheek. Nancy jumped. She had been expecting it, but this was harder than any smack Mr. Johnson gave her before.

“Oww,” Nancy shrieked.

Mr

Johnson was startled, not realizing how hard he had spanked her.

“I’m so sorry!” Mr. Johnson professed.

“It's okay,” Nancy said as she walked into the bedroom, “You just better give it the best run-down ever.”

Mr. Johnson followed her into the bedroom as Nancy plopped face down on the bed.

“Actually,” Mr. Johnson said, “I had a better idea. Why don't I kiss it and make all better instead?”

“Mmm. That could work,” Nancy cooed.

Mr. Johnson grabbed Nancy by the ankles and pulled her legs off the edge of the bed. Nancy was surprised by his actions but she fully submitted to him.

Mr. Johnson knelt behind Nancy’s legs and then applied a long soft kiss to her reddened buttocks. He then started peppering her ass cheek with several quick kisses before slowing down again. He moved his mouth across her butt cheek over to the other, kissing along the way.

After giving that cheek several kisses he started to move back the other way. Except this time he stopped halfway across.

Mr. Johnson pulled Nancy’s cheeks apart and started kissing her tight, little asshole. He was just about to ask Nancy if she enjoyed it when Nancy let out a loud moan.

Encouraged by her reaction, Mr. Johnson pushed out his tongue and started licking her starfish. Nancy’s hips were gyrating now. She was clearly enjoying Mr. Johnson’s treat.

“Mmm, yes,” Nancy mumbled into the bedspread.

His tongue pushed harder and penetrated her back door.

“Oh, fuck!” came muffled cries.

Mr. Johnson slid his tongue in and out of Nancy’s ass as he groped and spread her cheeks wider.

Nancy was pushing her ass back, trying to get his tongue as deep as it could go. And then a moment later Nancy's body convulsed on the bed as she experienced her very first anal orgasm.

But Mr. Johnson wasn't done yet. He grabbed Nancy by the hips and lifted her up. Nancy's legs instinctively tucked under her body as she rested on them in a kneeling/lying position.

Her ass was now higher in the air and her pussy was fully exposed. Mr. Johnson maintained his tight grip on her hips as he dove face-first into Nancy’s pussy.

His tongue began an onslaught of torturous pleasure. Licking her folds, delving her depths, and pleasuring everything in between.

Nancy couldn't explain the sensations she was experiencing. To her, it felt like one long orgasm strung together by multiple smaller orgasms on top of it.

Mr. Johnson finally relented when it looked like Nancy couldn’t take any more. He stood up and his hard erection pointed straight at Nancy’s pussy.

Nancy looked over her shoulder at his large, hard cock and said, “I can't leave you like this. You can put that thing wherever you want,” as she wiggled her ass at him.

Mr. Johnson took a step forward and rubbed the head of his cock between Nancy’s pussy lips. Up and down he slowly moved applying just the right amount of pleasure.

Nancy was already nearing another orgasm when Mr. Johnson asked, “When do you turn eighteen again?”

“Tomorrow,” Nancy replied excitedly.

“That’s right,” Mr. Johnson said, pretending to have forgotten.

Nancy felt Mr. Johnson’s cock start moving upward, towards her tight little ass. He’s going to fuck me in the ass! She gasped at the thought.

The tip of his cock paused briefly against her anus. Nancy inhaled deeply and held it. But then Mr. Johnson’s cock moved up and away from her back door and pushed between her round ass cheeks.

Both hands firmly grabbed Nancy’s cheeks and pressed them tightly together. He then began thrusting in and out of the tight orifice he had created.

This was doing nothing to please Nancy, but she was excited by giving Mr. Johnson pleasure with her body. She slid her hand between her legs and started masturbating.

The two of them were moaning together. Mr. Johnson was thrusting faster and harder and Nancy pushed her fingers inside herself. She thrust her fingers in unison with Mr. Johnson and imagined it was his hard cock penetrating her.

It didn't take long for Nancy to reach orgasm. Her body shuddered and shook on the bed as Mr. Johnson approached his own orgasm.

“I’m cumming!” Mr. Johnson wailed.

Nancy felt the hot jets of cum start coating her lower back and between her ass cheeks. Almost immediately Mr. Johnson released his grip on Nancy’s ass and labored his way into the bathroom.

Nancy stood up from the bed and felt Mr. Johnson’s cum start traveling downward. Down her ass crack, between her legs, and across her pussy, before dripping to the floor.

Nancy just stood there enjoying the feeling. Her post orgasm heightened the sensation of his cum tickling her pussy. Nancy wanted the feeling to last, so instead of cleaning herself, she grabbed her dress and pulled it over her cum covered body.

Looking at the bedside clock, Nancy finally noticed how late it was. Nancy had stayed two hours later than she usually did. She walked into the bathroom to check on Mr. Johnson and let him know she had to leave.

She gave him a kiss on the cheek and told him that she would let herself out.

On the drive home, Nancy was still horny. The thought of Mr. Johnson’s cum between her legs was more than enough of an aphrodisiac. She reached under her dress and felt her cum covered pussy.

She spread his juices around, coating her pussy in them. But before long she was masturbating again while she drove home. She was just about to orgasm when the car pulled into her driveway.

After parking, she considered finishing herself off, but thoughts of getting caught were too great. She knew she was already running late and didn't want to delay any longer.

Horny and frustrated, Nancy made her way into the house. The house was quiet, and it was apparent that her parents had already gone to bed. She crept up to her room and, once inside, she pulled her dress up over her head.

Her dress clung to her backside as the cum deposited there had begun to dry. Nancy wanted to get herself off but couldn't get into bed in her current state. She decided that she would masturbate in the shower instead. ‘Kill two birds with one stone.’

Nancy made her way down the hall completely naked. Her parents were already in bed, so what did it matter? she mused to herself.

Nancy was standing under the shower with her hands between her legs. Her orgasm was getting close again when she heard a voice coming from the bathroom door.

“Nancy, is that you?” her father asked quietly through the open crack in the door.

“What?” Nancy asked loudly.

Her father pushed his head in further. “Quite, please. You'll wake your mother,” he said, just above a whisper.

“I can't hear you!” Nancy continued to talk in a loud tone. “Just come in and say what you want to say.”

Nancy was getting irritated. Another close orgasm was interrupted. Her father walked into the bathroom and closed the door gently behind him. He moved closer to the shower so Nancy could hear him in hushed tones. His eyes stared at his toes, trying to respect Nancy’s privacy.

Nancy was overly horny, and her thoughts were cloudy. She was dying to cum, and when she saw her father standing in the bathroom in nothing but his underwear, she hatched a plan.

“What is it, Daddy?” she asked, her voice now more sing-song than irritable.

“I just wanted to tell you to keep it down. Your mother is sleeping, and she has to get up early for work. Please hurry with your shower and get to bed. Why are you home so late, anyway?”

Nancy quickly came up with an excuse. “Mr. Johnson accidentally spilled a bottle of juice, and I had to help clean it up before I got home.”

“Okay, well just hurry up, please.”

“Actually, Daddy. Do you think you can help me with something?”

“What is it, dear?”

“When Mr. Johnson dropped the juice, it splashed all over my back. That's why I'm in the shower. But I'm having a hard time reaching it. Do you think you can wash my back for me? It will make my shower go much faster if you help,” Nancy said in her best pleading little girl voice.

Her father wasn't sure what to do. He did want Nancy to finish quickly. He was still deciding when he heard the shower door open. He lifted his eyes from the floor and looked at Nancy’s wet, nude body for the first time since entering the bathroom.

His hardening cock decided for him. “Alright, but let's be quick about it. Turn around so I can wash your back.”

Nancy’s smile beamed, and she quickly turned around but not before noticing her father’s growing bulge. She grabbed the bottle of body wash to her father and then stuck her ass out further.

Nancy’s father poured some soap into his hand and then set the bottle down. He then put his hands on Nancy’s back and began rubbing the soap into her skin.

“Wouldn’t it be easier if you got in the shower too?” Nancy asked.

It took a minute for him to answer as he slowly considered Nancy’s suggestion. “No, this is just fine,” he finally responded.

His hands were moving up and down Nancy’s back, and he could feel the stickiness on her skin. It got worse the further down his hands went.

He had just about finished cleaning her lower back when Nancy said, “It dripped down further too.”

His hands froze for a minute before moving a hand down to her ass. He confirmed that her ass was indeed sticky too. After grabbing more soap, Nancy’s father started washing her ass cheeks. He was really starting to enjoy himself and even considered getting in the shower at this point. The only thing stopping him was trying to explain to his daughter why he had a raging hard-on.

Nancy bent forward just a little more and said, “It dribbled down the middle too.”

Her father swallowed hard and slid two fingers between her ass cheeks. “Mr. Johnson sure did make a mess, didn't he?” he chuckled, trying to alleviate the tension.

“He sure did,” Nancy cooed, remembering what Mr. Johnson had done.

Nancy moaned quietly to herself as her father’s fingers ran up and down her ass crack, grazing across her hole several times. Her elusive orgasm was slowly making its way to the surface.

“Lower,” Nancy uttered a single word.

Without question, her father’s hand moved lower until it pressed against her soaking wet pussy. His fingers began sliding up and down again. Pressing in and out of her folds.

Nancy was breathing in quick, shallow breaths. Her orgasm was ready to burst at any moment.

“Right here?” her father asked, turned on now more than ever.

“Yessss!” Nancy moaned loudly.

Nancy’s pussy gushed all over her father's hand. He pressed his fingers hard against her pussy as he felt it pulse and spasm against his flesh.

Nancy was the first to move. She pulled her body away from her father slightly, disconnecting the two. Her breath was quick and rapid as she slowly came down from her long-awaited orgasm.

She turned and faced her father. Her breasts heaved in and out from her chest. She looked down at her father’s crotch and saw his cock pointing straight out behind his underwear.

“Are you sure you don't want to get in the shower? I could return the favor,” Nancy smiled.

Her father’s eyes went wide at his daughter’s suggestion that she give him an orgasm next.

“What?” was all he could say.

“I could wash your back too,” Nancy said coyly.

“Oh, no, I'd better get back to bed,” he said, wondering what would happen if he did get in the shower.

Nancy’s father made a quick escape out of the bathroom and crawled into bed. He contemplated waking his wife for a quicky but began masturbating quietly next to her instead.

Nancy dried off quickly and climbed into bed naked as she tried to get to sleep, excited for the events of tomorrow.

To be continued…