Dad of average build with shoulder length hair, and a fit body. Carrying an 8 incher.

Looking at yourself in the mirror you feel a sense of pride from not looking older than you are. At 36 of age you feel strong and still fresh, with muscly thighs and arms from your years as a coach and bike rider and just that small start of a pouch around the stomach. You are getting old though and it shows that you are not in your prime anymore, but you still hold well for a widower holding an office job and being a single parent. Your cock still throbbed between your legs at the memory of having a house full of young women. Your late wife had always loved that long thick eight-incher you held in your hand, but you feel a shame within you as that image had included your daughter Penny.

Thinking about not thinking those thoughts about your daughter, of course made you remember it again. Her large chest was always there to tease you as she was still wearing some shirts and tops from before her sudden growth. She would sit at the breakfast table in the shorts she loved sleeping in and a pink top that fitted her barely when she was just a B. Now it protruded several inches from her chest and barely covered her belly button, leaving her neckline to give a strained cleavage and more often you would get glimpses up her tops if she was situated higher up at any given time. She would tease you for your morning woods at whenever she could, often because you would go all silent in modest blushes as you notice her nipples and she was not wearing a bra, or sometimes she would burst in catching you by surprise in the mornings. Nothing serious, as you never saw each other naked, but it always made you very aware of how she’s grown. She could ask which of her friends you were dreaming of that night, since you was so ready to be aroused by even her presence. This and other kinds of teasing she would do all the time with you, often ending in you buying her new clothes that fit better. She often used her old clothes around the house with you though. “Like them better,” she would say.

Trying to deflect this embarrassing train of thought, you vane it over to her friends instead, knowing it’s only slightly better but the best you can fish out with the present sounds from downstairs. You glide my thoughts instantly to her friend from child school, Jessica, who has grown in a very curvy and delicious woman. Her slight weight gain seems to only make her more beautiful as her curves far exceeds any other places she might have put them on. Her chest is, as far as you understand from your daughters complaining, still not as big as Penny’s, though but her ass is divine. You feel your cock throb at the image of her sauntering around in her bathing suit, ass and tits barely contained. She already has a reputation as a tease and a flirt and often plays on her assets to get her ways. Not on adults though, more to just get attention and boyfriends when she wants them, and even though she is plenty experienced, according to my daughter, it is not as much as rumours would have you believe. She is always a fun loving girl though and seems to sees you as the fun dad she never had. This little innocent connection was broken last winter though, when you managed to find yourselves naked together in the bathroom, she wet and lovely from the showers and you getting ready to enjoy your morning wood in the showers, too tired to realise the water was already on. She never saw you in the eyes after that, and keeps shying away when you’re around, and you are afraid you might have hurt her by ruining the only father she had known.

As this train of thought turned somewhat sad, you switched over to her friends from her time as a gymnast. The twins were a playful sort, always full of mischief in their eyes and would often drag her out on those stupid teenager ideas that girls get. They grew up to be lithe bodies with perfect poises, seeing that they were still both gymnasts and ballet dancers. Karianne is the most forward of the two, with long raven hair and a love for talking, she always seemed to want to dazzle you or seduce you, but it was often clumsy and she would often find herself in a discussion you were much more comfortable discussing than she was. She would ask about masturbation and routines, and fall completely silent when you answer truthfully. The other one is Anne, and she is the timid soul of the two, with her hair cut short along her chin line, but her innocence is never believable to you. She seems to thrive on the fact that you can see her gleaming mischievous eyes, and her innocent way of talking and asking always makes you dreadfully hard, to her utter glee if she finds out. She seems to still be an innocent sweetheart who’s never had a boyfriend though, as she is apparently the only one still a virgin, apart from my daughter as dear Penny would always add herself.

Not entirely true though, as her next door neighbour Nadia is still a young girl in both heart and appearance. A late bloomer to the ****, she is this tiny girl with barely any hips or chest. She is still taller than your Penny and will often beat her at the races, but just seems lost in her girly form still. The sweet thing still comes over to play the maid for you and Penny, seeing how she just wants to help out her best friend and the dad that was around more than her own parents. Poor busy things, having to leave this their little girl alone so often has led her to grow up to become a woman of both houses, if need arises. As kids the two little monkeys used to be the darnest rascals, but while Penny found outdoor sports and gymnastics to vent her energy, Nadia just seemed to occupy herself as a timid demure good-girl. She has been showing clear signs of having a crush on you though, and will often look away if you catch her staring at you. Her sweetness has dared you to tease her from time to time and you let her sit in your lap when you have movie nights with the two girls or enjoying the Jacuzzi together. She is heartbroken that Penny is going away to college, as it is clear that Nadia herself will go somewhere else entirely. You mind, as your hand gently stroke your cock, that she will also miss the excuses to be around you, and the times when she will grind into your crotch until she can feel your hardness press against her bottom. The sweet girl will then move off me and sit with her hands clamped between her legs, and her face beet red, as we all continue our activities.

You walk out of the showers with the raging hard on still in your hand, as you can’t seem to climax here like this with the girls in the house. The thought of the last girl, Dawn, springs into mind. This vixen of a cheerleader has been teasing you since you first met shortly after Penny started high school. She was this blonde bombshell even then and has grown to the part even more over the years. How Dawn and Penny became friends no one knows or understands, and it doesn’t matter. Dawn chose to have her friends matter and stuck with Penny and her friends over any of her school grounds friends. She’s been having a ball at teasing you with questions about how well she’s grown into a woman, often asking if certain parts of her body are better than last year and such. She does this in front of your Penny too, who only smiles at Dawn’s advances, and has even said that she is proud that her father gets that kind of attention. She does not know how far Dawn takes it though, as you’ve “accidently” seen her naked more times than your cock can remember over the years, always teasing with the unattainable jail bait smile. This last year she has become increasingly daring, and you know she wants to seduce you to fuck her for sure; you’ve been given clear views up her skirt and down her blouse, she has walked around in only her long shirt and panties, while giving reasons to bend over often, then the hugging started with her rubbing her obvious braless breasts against you, you would find used underwear on your pillow that you’ve noticed her use earlier or that would explain why she was suddenly braless, and lately this summer she has had the occasion of casually slipping her hands in your face while no one notices so you can smell the juices on them, whispering how they have been inside her panties.

While these things swirl in your head and your hand gently strokes your cock, the door burst open and Dawn runs inside. She stops dead and just stares at you standing there with your throbbing cock and a look of dread on your face. She steps inside and leans against the door until it softly clicks closed.

“I thought you were done a long time ago…” she breathes in a whisper, and she mouths a “sooo big…” while not letting her eyes of your manhood.

“I got occupied with my thoughts,” you say with a sheepish grin.

“Thinking about who, then?” she asks with a smile, never letting her gaze wander from your cock which you now restarted your stroking of.

“You,” You answer honestly.
“I was wondering if I would be blessed by your presence during you girl’s movie night, while on your Toilet-break,” You gesture at the implied lie that would be used.
“Wondering if I would get to see how wet your panties are, or even if I would be handed them.”

“If I came to you tonight, It would most likely be to do this,” she says as she slide to her knees in front of me and gently grabs my cock in her hands, stroking me with tender fingers. You moan at this sudden turn of events while she smiles up at you.
“Not sure what more I could do with the girls just two rooms down the hallway though.”

“We should not-“You try to be brave enough to say, as she reminds you of that still pressing issue.

“Maybe this?” she says before bending forward and sliding your member inside her hot mouth. You make a loud sound that you wish could go back in, but your mind is quickly on the girl below you instead. She looks up at you with a victorious smile on her face as she tenderly tastes your cock in her mouth. She seems untrained at what she is doing, but well knowing at what she should be doing as her technique improves quickly. She has you close to your release when a sudden knock on the door breaks the wind in your sails.

“Dad, have you seen Dawn?” your daughters voice calls from outside the door.
“She went upstairs to use the bathroom as the twins occupied the one downstairs.”

“n-NO.” You answer a little too loudly, as dawn slide herself even deeper on you with a smile on her face

“She knocked but went elsewhere when I answered,” you lie fast, and got some fast bobs of her head on your member as approval of this answer. Your breathing feels haggard as you try to make her stop, but that only seems to egg her on more.

“Well, I need to use the bathroom, so if you’re finished could I please get in?” she whines outside the door.

“I…uh…didn’t bring clothes, so I need to escape to my room without you peeking, peaches.” You say as your mind reels in quick panic.

“Fine, I’ll wait right down the hall in my room then. But be quick. And be more careful in there, I could hear you on the staircase when you hurt yourself.” You find yourself swallowing hard as you note how well you were heard earlier.