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WARNING This is more of a romantic story than a sex filled fantasy. The twist, filled with sex, comes toward the end but I suggest you read the entire story to know what went on before that special night.
Getting Daddy's Permission
by: Playtime69
I had only been in college for a couple of months when I went out with the man of my dreams. He was tall, good looking, well built, and smart. He even had the same fundamental idea about sex that I did. We both wanted to wait till we were married before performing any type of sexual act. We still kissed, hugged, and held hands but nothing more. We had both agreed not to see each other naked, nor were we going to touch each other inappropriately. Pretty much we both wanted to make our wedding night something special.
Sounds good, right? Well there were a few problems with the situation. One was I had just turned 18. The second was that even though he was only a sophomore he was still 27 years old. The third and main problem was my father. He was very protective and to put it bluntly Daddy had the last say on who I was going to marry. Do not get me wrong. Daddy was not trying to run my life and he was not going to pick my husband for me. He did, however, require any fiancé to go through some tests. What those tests were was a mystery at least to me anyway.
My older sister went through the same problem about five years ago and I was really hoping to have better luck than she did. She went through three different guys before Daddy approved her fourth pick. She too had no idea what was in the tests until she was married and her husband told her. All she would tell me about the procedure was that I should trust Daddy and that she could not be any happier with the guy she married. She did tell me that once I was married that my new husband would tell me all about the tests which was also required by Daddy.
Well nothing was set in stone anyway. Thomas had not even asked me to marry him yet. He had hinted but never came right out and asked. I was not worried about it because he was not dating anyone else and he did not even look at other girls. I think he was waiting for just the right time. Fine with me because I was more worried about telling him about my father and his tests than I was about him not asking me.
I had kept my family updated on not only my classes and how I was doing, but I also kept them updated on my love life. They all knew about Thomas and how we both wanted to wait to have sex. It was a good thing they all trusted me to tell them the truth because if not they would have ripped me right out of school at the first thought of me having sex. So, it was no surprise when I told them I was going home with Thomas for Thanksgiving. I put their minds at ease by letting them know we would be staying with his parents in separate rooms. I also informed them that I would be bringing Thomas home with me for Christmas. All things considered my family was pretty understanding.
I am not going to lie. I was really nervous about going home with Thomas. I was not worried he would try anything but it was just his parents were the first set of parents I had ever been presented to by a boyfriend. I wanted to make a good impression and I was also worried about passing any tests they might require.
With all the week's classes and tests out of the way, I packed for a week or so with Thomas' parents in a town I had never been to and knew nothing about. I must have showed how nervous I was when Thomas drove up to my dorm to pick me and my stuff up for the trip.
"Do you think you are taking enough stuff?" Thomas teasingly asked as we loaded all my bags into his car.
I stammered around not making any sense at all to what I was saying until finally Thomas stopped me. "Susan! Just calm down. I was just teasing. This is fine. I know women need more stuff than guys and since you do not even know what we will be doing then you do not even know what to take." Thomas said as he put the last bag into the car.
I grabbed hold of Thomas and gave him a big hug as I whimpered, "I am scared. What if your father does not like me or even worse what if your mother thinks I am too young? I'll just die if..."
I was saying as Thomas interrupted me with, "Hey...Hey...None of that. They will just love you to pieces. They do not care about your age or looks."
I then pulled back looking him right in the eye and bluntly asked, "Looks? What is wrong with my looks?"
Chuckling Thomas answered, "Nothing, Baby. You are beautiful. Who would not like a petite little 18 year old girl that was 5'2" tall weighing only 100 pounds. They will take one look into your gorgeous blue eyes and will melt just like I did. If your eyes do not do the trick then your long light brown hair will."
I gave him another hug knowing he was trying to make me feel better but I was still frightened. He pulled my head back from his body, bent over, and gently kissed me on my lips.
"Come on. We got to get going because it is going to be a long trip." He calmly said.
I got into his car and soon we were off. We listened to music and chatted about his town, his family, and what all we could do while we were visiting his folks. We stopped for gas and to eat. We even had to make a few potty break stops but finally just as the sun was going down we arrived. We drove though his town but since it was getting late I could not see much.
Then it hit me just as we pulled up into the driveway. I was about to meet his parents. What was I going to call them? Should I call them by name? Should I call them Mom and Dad? Thomas and I were not engaged yet so I was really at a loss. Too late now to ask Thomas about it. I will just have to 'wing' it.
We had not much stopped the car when the front door flew open and a man and woman rushed outside to meet us. Both of his parents were very good looking even for being older. I briefly thought about how nice Thomas was going to look when he got their age. I also let the thought of how cute our children would be fly through my brain as I watched his parent quickly approach us. That was if we got married and had children.
"So this must be little Susan." His mother sweetly said with a big smile.
With as much of a smile as I could muster through my fear, I answered, "Yes. I am Susan. Nice to finally meet you."
"Well isn't she just the sweetest thing on earth. You really picked a cutie." His Dad said as he took hold of me and gave me a firm hug.
I hugged him back not know what to do or say. Next thing I knew his mother was giving me a big tight hug also. They then looked at Thomas telling him how glad they were to see him and to have him home for a few days. They each gave their son a big hug and kiss on the cheek. Finally when all the hugging and kissing was over, Thomas suggested we should take the stuff in the house and asked about dinner.
"Oh! The roast. I forgot all about the food on the stove." Mrs. Brown said as she ran off to the house.
The rest of us grabbed the bags and took them inside. Mr. Brown showed me my room and where everything was while Thomas took his stuff to his room. Thomas then came to my room and took me on a quick tour of the house making sure I knew where everything was including his room. Soon we heard his mom call out that dinner was ready.
We all sat down and after a short prayer to bless the food and to thank God for the safe trip we ate. The food was really good. I was really hungry from the trip but even if I had not been that hungry I still would have eaten a lot because of how tasty it was.
"That was really a good meal, Mrs. Brown. Thanks you." I said.
"What's this Mrs. Brown garbage? Just call me Mom." She commanded.
Then before anything could be said Mr. Brown put down his foot by saying, "And before you even call me that old man's name just remember to call me Dad or Daddy if you prefer."
With a partial smile from fear and partial smile from relief I said, "Ok. Thanks, Mom...Dad. This was really a nice family dinner."
Mom then got up and began to clear the table. I instinctively got up and offered to help. She quickly told me that Dad would help tonight and for me to just relax because she knew how hard of a trip I had just had. I took a shower and got into some comfortable clothes. Thomas did the same. We spent some time chatting before we all went to bed. Thomas walked me to my room, kissed me good night, and told me he loved me. I kissed him back and also told him how glad I was his parents were so nice and how much I loved him.
Over the next few days I was taken around the town that Thomas had grown up in. Mom eventually let me help with the kitchen work including make the meals. Thomas helped his Dad around the house and before long we were like one big family. Wednesday I helped Mom get the turkey ready to cook and helped with making pies, cakes, and other dishes. We had a light dinner knowing we were all going to be stuffed the next day. With the weather being unseasonably warm, Thomas and I went for a long walk after dinner. We ended up at a small park several streets away. There was a vacant bench away from the others that was under a light post. We sat down close to each other holding hands as we talked. After a while Thomas placed his gentle hand under my chin and raised my head up so that I was looking into his eyes.
"Susan." He said then paused.
Thinking he wanted me to respond I said, "Yes?"
"You know I love you very much don't you?" He asked.
Thinking this was a strange conversation and wondering if he was going to break up with me I hesitantly answered, "Yes."
"And I know you love me too, right?" He asked.
Becoming even more nervous I replied, "Yes."
"Well...Do you love me enough to spend the rest of your life with me as my wife?" He proposed while holding an engagement ring out for me to see.
Tears immediately filled my eyes as I blurredly looked at the ring and back into his eyes. My mouth dried up and I completely lost vision from my eyes being flooded with tears of joy. My dreams had come true or had they? I wanted to say yes. I wanted to go get married right then without any delay. The problem was, once again, my father. Taking a deep breath and licking my lips so I could speak I began to put forth some type of reply.
"Oh, Thomas." I started out by saying. "I love you so much." I told him. Even though I could not clearly see the ring it did not matter if it was a diamond chip or a ten carrot rock I was going to love it all the same. "It is so beautiful." Telling him as I paused.
"So is that a 'Yes'?" He asked with a hopeful tone.
I looked up at him and smiled. "I want to say, 'Yes' but..." I began saying.
"But, what?" He questioned.
"It is just that..." I gradually moved into the Daddy permission thing.
"That, what?" He continued to prod.
"Well...I know I am 18 and all...But I am also only 18...And well Daddy has this thing about wanting to give his permission before I can get married." I finally got out.
With a sigh of relief, Thomas said, "Oh, is that the problem. Well, I am sure he will find me to be just right for you. I am going to meet him at Christmas so I will ask him then if I can marry you."
With a half smile I said, "Ok, but you need to know it is more than just asking. There is some type of a series of tests you have to pass before he will give his permission. It took my sister four tries before one was approved."
"What is in the tests?" He asked.
"I do not know. He will not say, and my sister will not tell me. All she said was that she was glad of the tests and that she was very happy with the one Daddy approved." I explained then paused. When he said nothing I gave him a way out. "If you do not want to take then tests then I will understand and we will say no more about this. I do still want to be friends though."
"Don't be silly. I will take the tests and will pass no matter what. I love you and I still would like you to marry me. So...Will you marry me?" Thomas pressed.
"Yes. I will marry you and we can tell everyone but let's not set the date until after Christmas." I urged.
"Ok." He said as he gave me a huge hug. "I Love You So Much." He then whispered into my ear.
"I really do love you too." I replied.
We walked back to his parent's house hand in hand. Just as soon as we opened the door his parents both turned and looked at us like they were waiting for some special news.
"Yes. She said, 'Yes'." Thomas blurted out.
They both ran up to me and gave me a hug while welcoming me into their family. We told them we were going to wait until after Christmas before we set the date and luckily they understood without asking further questions. That night when Thomas walked me to my room instead of his normal loving gentle kiss he allowed his tongue to slip from his mouth and into mine. With a super strong hug we had our first ever French kiss. It was very special and one I will never forget. He then took my hand and looking at the special ring on my finger gave my hand a kiss.
"You have made me the happiest man on Earth. I just know we are really going to be happy." He said.
All I could do was smile and after giving him a loving kiss back I went into my room and closed the door. All I could do was hope for the best with my Father's tests. I slept well that night but with still wondered what all my Daddy was going to ask Thomas about.
The next morning I was up early and after a quick light breakfast I again helped Mom in the kitchen. This time things felt different. Mom and I worked together like a mother daughter combination and not like a mother friend combination. It was almost like I had already been married into the family. I actually loved the feeling and how I was being treated. I was really on the verge of telling my dad that I was going to keep this one no matter what he thought but what my sister had told me kept coming back into my mind and wondered if there was something Daddy knew that I did not.
Dinner time came and the house soon filled with family. Thomas' grandparents showed up along with his aunts, uncles, and some cousins. There was more people in the house than I thought was possible. Before we began to eat a blessing was made then Thomas stood up and announced to everyone that we were engaged. I was really embarrassed but soon got over it as most everyone was really happy. The only ones that showed any resistance to me being part of the family were a couple of cousins that looked like they were in their early twenties. Both cousins were girls and both were ok looking. Thomas later told me that they were just jealous because I was so cute. Knowing I was not going to see them often made me not worry about what they were thinking.
The rest of the trip was very relaxing and stress free. My biggest concern now was getting Daddy's permission to let me marry Thomas. We made it back to school and continued where we had left off. I saw Thomas about the same amount of time, which was not as much as I would have liked. Thomas was not only taking a full class load but also worked a lot trying to get money for the wedding. I worked with Thomas as much as I could with what I thought Daddy was going to ask. By the time Christmas came, Thomas knew everything about me and my past life. He knew all my likes and dislikes. He knew what made me happy and what made me sad. The only thing he did not know was what I liked sexually. That was because I did not even know. I was still a virgin and had not really even touched myself much. I knew the body parts and how to do it but knew nothing about having an orgasm or how to make a boy cum.
With Christmas right around the corner the only thing that kept me sane was all the final exams I had coming. I had done all I could do to help Thomas and now it was up to him to make my dad realize he was the one for me. My time was taken up with studding and taking my exams. One by one I took my tests until I was finished with my first semester of college. I asked Thomas if it got easier after the first semester. He just laughed and told me it only got worse. That did not help any but the last thing I needed was to be worrying about something else. Thomas finished all his exams two days after I had finished mine which gave me time to relax and get some packing done. We spent some time Christmas shopping for each other and also for my family. We also shopped for his family and mailed the packages to them so they would get them in time to be opened on Christmas morning.
Before we knew it we had the car packed and was on our way to my house. It had been many months since I had seen my family and even though I had kept in touch with them I was still worried. Thomas and I talked as we went again making several stops along the way. I lived further away so we had left early in the morning and would not get there until late at night but the last thing we needed to do was stop for the night. Even if we had got two rooms no one would have believed us especially since they all knew we were engaged.
We pulled up just before midnight but I could tell they were still up waiting for us to get there. It was a cold night and with a light dusting of snow on the ground all I wanted to do was to get into my warm comfortable bed. Just as we walked up the steps the front door opened and I could see my mother standing in the doorway.
"Get in here you two. It is cold out there." She chirped.
"Hi Mommy." I giggled.
"Hi Baby." She said back.
"This is Thomas my fiancé." I proudly said.
My dad looked Thomas up and down then looked at me before saying, "Hi Honey sure glad you are home." He then gave me a big hug and whispered in my ear, "Not bad looking."
"Thanks Daddy. I love you too." I replied back.
Dad then went to Thomas and held out his hand, "Welcome. Hope you had a good trip."
"Yes Sir. We did not have any problems even with traffic so we had an enjoyable trip." Thomas said.
Mommy then gave Thomas a hug and told him how much she appreciated him brining her baby back home for Christmas. I showed Thomas around the house making sure he knew where everything was. I then took him to his room which was my sister's old room before she got married. I then kissed him good night before I went to my room. I slipped on my comfy pajamas and soon was asleep in my soft bed. I did not know anything until sometime the next day when I heard my mother knocking on my bedroom door.
"Susan...Susan...Susan...Are you ok?" I heard Mom call out.
Still half asleep I replied, "Yeah. I am fine. I will be out in a few minutes. Is Thomas still asleep?" I then asked.
Mother then laughed saying, "Thomas has been up and talking to us for a couple hours. Do you even know what time it is, young lady?"
I looked at the clock and noticing it was almost noon I panicked. I could not believe I had slept so late. I quickly dressed and opened the door finding Mom standing there waiting for me.
"Sorry. I guess I was just really tired from school and then the long trip." I quickly said.
"It is alright, but remember you are not going to get to do that once you are married and have children." Mom sternly told me.
"Children? I am not even married. Matter of fact Daddy had not even given permission yet...or has he?" I wondered.
"No. Not yet. You know your dad. He is going to make you both worry about the decision for a day or two. He wants to get to know him more before he gives the test." She said.
We went out with the others where I apologized for sleeping so late. I helped with lunch and after we ate Thomas and I went around town where I showed him where I had grown up. We went to see my sister and her husband then back home for dinner. That night I walked Thomas to his room and kissed him like he had done to me when I stayed at his house.
I was walking away when I heard him say, "Won't be long until we will be sleeping in the same room."
When he said that I felt a really funny feeling between my legs. It was almost like something inside me was being ignited. I turned and smiled telling him that I hoped so. The next morning after breakfast Dad made the announcement that the test would be the next day. That just happened to be the day and night before Christmas Eve. I figured he planned that on purpose. It was either going to be the best Christmas ever or the worst. Dad then told me that I would be spending the day and night with my sister at her house so that he could talk to Thomas before giving his permission.
I had not thought about it until then. I guess it was because when my sister went through this I was so young I did not think about why I was staying with friends so much especially when my sister was getting engaged. I just thought Daddy would talk to him and ask him questions but I now figured there was more to it. I also figured out that Mom was going to also be involved somehow. I guess they both had different things they wanted to know about my boyfriend.
The morning came and after breakfast Thomas took me to my sister's house with my overnight bag. We kissed and I wished him luck telling him I would love him no matter what. I also told him that even if he was not given permission that I still wanted to marry him. Thomas told me that he would do whatever it took to get my dad to allow us to marry. I then watched as he drove away knowing I would not see him again for at least 24 hours.
I went inside and visited with my sister. I begged her to tell me about the tests but she sternly refused. She again told me that Thomas would tell me on my wedding night and not before. That was if it was going to be him she got to marry. I asked if she thought Dad would give permission on just what she knew of Thomas. Again she could not tell me because she did not know the answer.
I was on pins and needles all night long. There was no contact and not even a phone call. I was so worried I barely ate anything all day long. The next morning just before noon Thomas showed up. He put my stuff in the car and we went back to my house.
On the way I said, "Well?"
"Well what?" He replied.
In a disgruntled tone I said again, "Well, what happened? What was on the test? How did you do? Can we get married?"
"You know I love you right?" He strangely began with.
"Yes, and I love you too. Now tell me before I explode!" I demanded.
"I cannot tell you what was on the test or what happened. If I do then we will not be allowed to get married." He was saying before I interrupted.
"I will not say anything. Just tell me." I again demanded.
"Please, he will know if I tell. Do not ask again just trust me ok?" He begged.
Not that I wanted to but I finally agreed. I did ask again, "Well can you tell me if he gave his permission or not?"
"That I could tell you if I knew. He just told me that they were going to have to discuss it and would let us know before we went back to school." He explained. Then he added, "I am also to take you out to lunch and we are not to return home until after one this afternoon. So, where are we going to eat?"
"Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr." I growled with a smile.
He knew I was perturbed but also understood. I told him were to go for lunch and we took our time eating. We then went around town some more and got home about two that afternoon. Both Mom and Dad were tight lipped and I knew better than to ask either of them. I helped Mom in the kitchen to get things ready for Christmas dinner. Then we fixed something for Christmas Eve dinner. We ate and got things cleaned up. Mom, Dad, Thomas, and I were all in the living room looking at the TV relaxing after a long day. Dad then brought up something I had forgotten about.
"Susan do you still want to follow our family tradition? Or are you too old now?" Daddy asked.
"I had forgot all about it. Yes can we?" I giggled knowing Thomas knew nothing about what we did on Christmas Eve.
"Sure. You go first." Dad said then quickly added, "Maybe you need to fill Thomas in on it first."
Smiling I looked at Thomas and said, "Ever since I was a baby, on Christmas Eve we each get to open one and only one gift. It can be from anyone or from a group but someone else gets to tell you which you can open."
Thomas liked the idea and was excited about being a part of it. We discussed it and decided to have them open one we had both picked out and was for them both. They opened it and loved the special wall plaque we had specially made for them. It was then our turn.
"Since you gave us one for both of us here is one for the both of you. Your mother and I hope you will like it." Daddy said with a smile.
It was a fairly small box nicely wrapped. Being a female I had to shake it to see if I could guess what was in it. It was a light box and about the right size for a gift card. Thomas and I worked together to remove the wrapping. We then opened the box and looked inside. We pulled the paper back to find an envelope. We removed the envelope and opened it finding a small note.
The note read, "This note gives Thomas permission to marry our little girl, Susan. Her mother and I wish you both the best of a marriage and a long life together. PS. Remember the rules, Thomas."
I immediately ran to my daddy and gave him a big hug and thanked him for making that the best Christmas ever. I then gave my mother a big hug telling her the same thing. Thomas stood up and went to shake my dad's hand but Daddy pulled him into him and gave him a big hug also, telling him that he was part of the family and hugs were very well liked. Thomas then gave Mom a big hug too. Daddy told Thomas to call him Dad and to call my mother, Mom.
That night I slept like a baby. All the worries I had were gone but the next morning I began to wonder about the PS of the note. I asked Thomas about it and he said that Dad was talking about not telling me about the tests he had taken. I still wondered but no longer was worried. I had what I wanted and no matter what was said during the test I was not going to allow it to bother me.
My sister showed up shortly after breakfast. I told them that Daddy had given permission and now we just had to make plans for the wedding and to save money for it. Before we had lunch we all opened all our gifts. One of the gifts to Thomas and I was another note telling us that Daddy was going to pay for our wedding. That was up to a certain point. Thomas and I were overtaken by joy. Now all we needed was to pick a date and place for the wedding. Then we would begin plans.
The place was one of the hardest decisions we had to make. Our parents lived in opposite directions and they all wanted to attend. His family had more people that wanted to come but my parents were going to pay for the majority of it. Eventually we decided to have the wedding close by the college. His parents and family was going to stay with him in his apartment and mine were going to stay in our new apartment that we were going to move into after we were married. The date was easier because we wanted it to be well after classes ended but before it got too hot outside. We were going to have an outdoor wedding and wanted things to be in bloom and warm. We chose June the seventh midmorning. The place was picked, invitations sent out, and the honeymoon was booked. Flowers, preacher, dress, and the tux were all reserved. Things looked to be working out fine.
Mom and Dad showed up shortly before my sister and her husband. Thomas' family all showed up and soon we were standing together in front of the preacher saying our vows. That night we were together in a fancy hotel room alone. We took our things to the room and kissed a hot passionate French kiss alone inside a hotel room for the first time ever. We then went to eat both feeling like teenagers getting ready to do something evil and dirty for the first time. I was really happy we had waited. It was going to make that night even more special and loving knowing we were doing it with the approval of all our parents.
After dinner we went back to the room and soon as the door closed Thomas locked it. He turned to me and gave me a trashy smile of lust. I smiled back at him the same way. He led me to the bed and had me sit on the edge. He then pulled a chair up and sat down in front of me. This confused me but I was going to let him do things his way at least until I figured things out for myself.
"Susan my love, I know you remember the day I tried to get permission from your father to marry you. Well part of the requirement was that I not tell you anything about that day or night until after we had wed but before we had sex. It is that time. I just want you to know that I loved you then and I still love you and if I had not loved you as much as I did I would not have completed the test. I just want you to keep that in mind as I tell you of the events. Also remember that your dad was just doing what he thought best." Thomas explained.
Being a little on the confused side I said, "Ok. I love you and am glad you passed the test. I am sure we will have a great life together."
Thomas took a deep breath and began telling me that he would stop from time to time to make sure I was alright. That was a little hard to understand but I agreed.
"After I got back from taking you to your sister's house I was greeted by your parents at the door. They had me sit on the couch and they sat across from me. I will have to admit I felt a little uneasy. I mean a man wanting to marry a couple's young daughter being grilled alone in a house with no protection made me question why I had agreed in the first place. They began with the normal grilling questions of 'Do you love our daughter?, What are your plans for the future?, Will you make sure Susan finishes college?, and What are your thoughts on children?' There were many more but you get the idea. Pretty much they both took turns asking all kind of questions about me, my past, my future, and what I had planned for you. It was funny that all that stuff you told me about was never brought up. Not that I am not grateful you told me but things were completely different than what you had thought they would be." He began the story with.
"I'm sorry. I really had no clue and was only trying to help." I told him.
"I know. So anyway. After a couple hours of interrogation they got up and went to the kitchen. I sat there stunned by what I had just been through and wondered if it was over. A couple minutes later Dad came back and handed me something to drink telling me that I was probably thirsty after all that talking. I agreed and took the drink and drank it down. Mom stayed in the kitchen and was cooking or cleaning or something. Not really sure but I could hear her as Dad and I chatted about how school was going. We had a nice conversation. Mom popped her head back in and said that lunch was ready. We went in and ate a nice lunch again chatting about normal stuff. I guess they wanted to know how I was in just natural conversation." Thomas then paused while he got us both something to drink.
"That must had really been rough. You know, answering all those personal questions for all that time." I commented still not knowing what the big deal was.
He shook his head 'yes' then picked back up with the story. "When lunch was finished Dad asked if I was ready for the next part of the exam. That was when I realized it was not over yet. I told him I was ready and he took me into his office. There he closed the door. I was guessing so your mother could not hear. 'So young man, you know by marring my daughter you will need to make her happy in bed, right?' Yes Sir. I told him. 'She has told me that the most you two have done is kiss. Is that right?' Yes Sir. That is correct. I agreed. 'Then I guess she does not even know how big you are or how small you are?' No Sir. She does not. I told him. 'Well then. Let's just take a look.' This blindsided me and without realizing it I said, Sir? 'Let's see your package.' Not knowing what else to do I unzipped my pants and pulled out my penis and balls so he could see. I was so confused about what was going on I was as limp as a noodle."
I now was getting more interested in the story but having a hard time believing it I interrupted saying, "Really? You pulled...um...your thingy out right in front of Daddy?"
"Well yes, I did not know what else to do. I was not going to let a little modesty stand between us getting married." He answered.
"Ahhh...That's sweet." I purred.
"There is more, lots more. Immediately upon just seeing it dangle out of my zipper he sternly commanded, 'No I mean let's see what you have. Strip. Everything...off.' Well I had gone that far so what was a little more skin, right? I then removed all my clothes one piece at a time. I neatly folded each piece and stacked all my clothes on the floor by the chair. I then stood up straight. My wiener dropping between my legs. 'Looks like about 3.5 to 4" soft.' Yes Sir. That is about right. I agreed. 'That is good. Now get hard.' Sir? I asked for confirmation. 'Get an erection. I want to see if my daughter would be able to take it or if it is too big.' While I was fumbling around with it to get it hard he told me about one of the guys that your sister wanted to marry. His was so small that he said the guy would not be able to make her happy and that was why one was dismissed. I did feel good I had made it this far but now hoped I was not too big. He could tell I was having trouble getting it up and asked if that was normal or if it was because he was watching or maybe because I was not looking at the right thing. I explained that it was probably because he was watching and also because I did not have the right incentive. He began to ask me about my masturbation schedule. I explained that with school, work, and seeing you that I did not do it very often but when I did have time it would spring to life pretty quick. He got up and went to his desk and brought back a magazine. It had all kind of naked people in it of all ages. Some were having sex and some were just posing for the camera. Some guys were hard and some were soft. I looked through the magazine while pounding away until I was at full mast." I was following his every word but again I interrupted his speech.
"Really! You actually got hard right there in front of my daddy?" I giggled.
"Yea. Thinking back, I now cannot believe I did it either. At the time all I wanted to do was to get through the test so we could get married." He replied.
I leaned over and lovingly kissed him on the lips as I told him I loved him. He again told me the same and continued the story from where he had left off.
"'Good. That looks about as big as it is going to get.' He said. Then the next thing I knew he had a ruler and was heading toward my privates. He took hold of its head and held it down as he shoved the ruler into my neatly trimmed bush of dark brown hair. I felt him pushing against my pelvic bone and holding the shaft and head against the ruler he said, 'Fine...Looks fine. I get it to be about 7-7.5". Not overly thick and not too thin. I think that will do nicely.' I let out a sigh of relief now thinking it was over. I was about as far from right as I could be." He was telling me as I glanced down at his privates.
I could see a small increase in the bulge he had but because of how he was sitting and his clothes I could not tell much at all. I was wondering now more than ever what happened next. I was soon to find out.
"'You know how to use that thing?' He then asked me. That was really embarrassing but knew I had to tell the truth so I did. Well Sir, I experimented in my younger days. I have not done anything lately but I am pretty sure I still remember how it works. I had not been watching very closely but after he had measured me he had put the ruler back in the desk and had grabbed a bottle and put on the desk while moving some stuff around. Facing me while looking me in the eye he said, 'Show me. I want you to show me how you would do it.' He then stripped from the waist down. He took the bottle and after squirting some on his fingers he shoved them into his butthole. Right there in front of me he was getting himself ready to be poked. He then put some on my penis and told me to get myself ready. I was in shock. Knowing no way out at this point I followed his command. Once I was all lubed up he bent over his desk and spread his butt cheeks apart, giving me a target to aim for. Pretending it was you I was about to enter I moved in close. I placed it right at the entrance and once it was in the right place I moved my hand out of the way and gently pushed the head inside his hole. He was tight but I really did not have to force it too hard. I began to work it in and out making some progress with each gentle thrust. Fifteen minutes later I felt my balls resting snuggly between his legs. He moaned as I filled his insides with my shaft and head. 'Feels good!...Feels real good, Son. Now let me feel your cum stream. I want to feel how hard you shoot.' I had never had anyone talk to me like that before and soon I could feel my shaft getting thicker and thicker as it laid inside his warm hole. I did as requested and began to hump him like I would hump a pillow during some of my masturbation experiences. I started off slowly at first but only five minutes later I was banging him so hard that with each thrust he would grunt from having the air forced from his body. He asked for it and I gave it to him I pounded him harder and harder and after another ten minutes we both could hear loud skin slapping noises as my pelvis was pounding his butt cheeks. I reached around and grabbed hold of his man boobs. I squeezed them as I held on tight to give myself more leverage to pound my body harder into his. After an additional fifteen minutes I exploded. My entire body shook as I injected his insides with what felt like a gallon of cum. Jet after jet after jet of hot man juice was shot deep into your father's body. I then collapsed onto his back while we both tried to breathe. I eventually pulled out and stood up. He too stood up and turned around to face me. His male member was now standing at attention with pre-cum dripping from its tiny slit. He said very little if anything so I was not sure if that was acceptable or not. He slipped on his clothes then tossed me some wet wipes and told me to clean up and get dressed." Thomas then paused to get a drink.
I took advantage of his pause and asked a questionable question. "So? How big was he?"
I was pretty sure he knew the answer to his question before he asked but wanted me to say it out loud. "Who?"
"Daddy, silly." I answered not even knowing why I had asked.
"He was about 6" long and not quite as thick as I am." He told me.
"So was that it?" I asked as I begged for more of the story.
"No. He then told me to go take a long hot shower making sure I got really clean. I just figured he did not want me to have anything that could be found on me later. I did as told and then relaxed until dinner time. Mom came to get me for dinner when it was ready. We all ate together like nothing had happened. Dad and I talked just like we had before I filled up his butt with cum. When dinner was finished he asked me to stay and help in the kitchen while Mom relaxed. Well that was his words anyway. She had actually went and had taken a shower and got changed into a very cute nightie. When the kitchen was clean and Dad had checked on Mom he came back out to the living room where I had been sitting and told me to go into his bedroom. 'You will find Susan's mother on the bed. You are to see how well you can perform with her.' I just looked at him like he had lost his mind. 'Really. Go take care of my wife for me.' He demanded." I just had to interrupt because he was not telling the story fast enough.
"So? Did you? Did you do it to Mom?" I asked hoping for an instant answer.
"I am getting there." He said with an evil smile.
He knew I was in a hurry to have the final chapter to the story even though I knew that in the end he was given the permission we had both hoped to receive. I let out a sigh just hoping he would finish the story quickly.
"At that point I knew I had to keep going. I was not all that interested in having sex with your mother. Oh...Do not get me wrong. I think she is really good looking. She actually looks a lot like you just in an older slightly larger model." Thomas was saying with a smile.
"Thanks...I think." I told him while figuring he meant what he was saying.
"I went into the bedroom and on the bed was your mother. Her head was propped up by the pillow and her body laid on top of the covers. She had on the cutest little white teddy I had ever seen. It had pink lace around all the openings and when I looked closely between her spread legs I saw the snap crotch with a tiny little skirt that did not even cover her privates." Again being surprised I just had to check on something. "White teddy with pink lace?" I checked.
"Yes that is what I said. It had a cute little pink bow right at the top of the little skirt at about the waist line. It was really super cute but seemed a little too small for her. It was pretty tight especially around the belly and her breasts." He answered.
"Ok." I replied.
Mom did have pretty good sized breasts. They were larger than mine anyway. I would say she was about a 36C and I was only a 34B. We also did look alike and were about the same height but she was a little bigger. I would not say she was fat but she could stand to lose 10 pounds or so.
Thomas continued with, "I stood there looking for a minute as I scanned her entire body inch by inch. I stepped toward the bed but when I did she instantly said, 'Thomas, close the door please so we can have some privacy.' Several things instantly happened. I turned around and closed the door as my penis began to grow. My heart began to race and my skin got all tingly. My thoughts raced as I tried to tell myself I was doing this for you but my growing shaft was just wanting to do it no matter what my brain was thinking. I stepped toward the bed as I continued to take in her beautiful body. She could tell I was staring at her privates but that only caused her to spread her legs more. 'Well are you just going to stand there all night or are you going to prove you are worthy of my daughter?' She said as the comment snapped me back to the reason I was there. I told her I was sorry for staring but that I thought she was really exciting to look at. She told me to get naked and to pretend she was you. I was to make love to her like it was you so she would know if I would be able to make you happy. I began to strip and by the time I was naked I was rock hard with pre-cum beginning to ooze from the tip." Thomas said as I could see him having to adjust himself in the chair.
"At that point my mind kind of went blank. With my erect penis leading the way I climbed into bed with your mother. I started at the foot and slid my way up to and between her legs. My face was sliding on the sheets as my eyes were locked onto the snaps of the nightie. My arms extended and as soon as I got within range I began to childishly fumble around until I had all three snaps unsnapped. I slowly pulled back the nightie see her freshly shaved private area. She did not have a hair anywhere in site. I guess it was just instinct that took over at that point because I had never done anything like this before in my life. I faintly remember seeing some porn movies before when I was a kid and am guessing that all that information had just been stored back in my mind until I needed it. Placing one hand on each side of her outer lips I gently pulled them apart. I planted my lips right inside and gave her a kiss. I then kissed her again in the same place when I heard her begin to moan. I extended my tongue and took a swipe at the entire area. 'Ohhhhhhhh, Yes!' She loudly called out. I did it a second time getting the same response. Now I was on a mission to make her really feel good knowing that if I could make her happy then I had a better chance at making you happy." He was telling me but had to stop to take a drink and to catch his breath. It was almost like he was reliving the sex act all over again.
"With my tongue extended and locked in place I pushed my way inside. I could taste her motherly insides. Then the thought hit me that I was licking the same area that only 18 years prior you had emerged as a little baby. I no longer felt like I was doing anything wrong because I was just making you feel good 18 years before you were going to know about it. Being a little more relaxed I worked my tongue in and out of your mother's hole digging deeper as time went by. I guess I had swiped back and forth across her clit as I played because all of a sudden I felt her hands grab the back of my head and she pulled me into her privates with all her strength. My tongue now inserted as far into her body as it could go. My nose now shoved into the hood of her clit and with my breathing having to be done through my nose I was really exciting her beyond belief as the air ticked her clit. The next thing I knew was she was pulling my face up and down her slit as he was using my face as some type of sexual object. Her breathing increased and I could even feel her heart thumping through my hands that were now placed on her belly and sides. Her hips began to thrust up and down as she began to hump my face. She then gave one final thrust at the same time she pulled me in as tight as she could. She held me in place as I felt her entire body begin to shake and shiver. I thought she was having some type of a seizure but shortly after I felt a hard long squirt of liquid being shot directly into my mouth. A loud grunt followed the squirt and then a second not so hard jet followed the grunt. I felt her hands relax and needing some air I pulled back receiving the third stream right in the face. I licked as much as I could and finding it a most pleasurable taste I cleaned myself up and then licked her clean. I sat up and looked at her heaving body as she came down from an intense orgasm." Once again he paused to get a drink and to calm down a bit.
When he was ready he continued with the story. "I was still looking at her when she opened her eyes. 'That was really nice.' She told me as she sat up. She began to remove her nightie and I offered to help which she really liked. She laid back down allowing me to get my first look at a totally naked woman in person. My shaft now bobbing up and down in hopes it would soon get some relief. The pre-cum now falling to the bed as I moved around making little wet spots like rain all around where I had been sitting. 'I would now like to know how well you can use that stick of yours.' Mom sexily said as she once again spread her legs. I got between her legs and placed the tip of the head right at the entrance point to her lovely oasis. I then took hold of her two breasts and lowered my face to hers. I began to kiss your mother at the same time my hands began to play with her nipples. While that was taking place I lowered my hips allowing the shaft to enter the warm wet hole that had just previously been filled with motherly cum juice. I easily slipped in and when I was all the way inside I gave one last push to seat the connection. Her eyes popped open and a slight gasp came from her lips. I guess I had been somewhere your daddy had not visited before because he was not as big as I was. I took advantage of her surprise and slipped my tongue into her mouth. We began to connect with a very hot sexual French kiss as my arms moved to her neck and shoulders. I began to thrust in and out of her hole as my tongue worked over her mouth. My hands caressed her neck, ears, and shoulders as I tried to make her feel like she was something special. I gave a few super hard thrusts pressing my pelvic bone hard against her clit. He hands moved from my back to my butt where she let loose with a few hard swats. I never knew being spanked would feel so good and get me turned on so much. I began to buck hard and fast into her body until I felt her once again begin to shake and feeling a flood of juice being dispensed into her womanly cavity I knew she had just came a second time. I slowed up just a bit to allow her to enjoy the second orgasm but before she had completely got it out of her system I began to hump your mother at twice the normal speed. That double speed soon turned into triple speed followed by a brief period of quadruple speed which in short time forced the cum from my balls through my body and into the shaft which then soon expelled it deep into Mom's waiting hole. The jets of cum blasted deep into her body as my body then froze as it fired round after round after round triggering her third and final orgasm of the night. I then held her tight kissed her lovingly on the lips and pulling her to her side we continued to hug with our bodies still sexually connected. We stayed in that position most of the night. Sometime during the night I fell out and eventually I had to go potty but returned to her side taking her into my arms to finish the night's sleep."
"Well was that it? What happened the next morning?" I asked as I begged for more story.
Thomas chuckled as he picked up where he had left off. "I had assumed that with morning having arrived the tests were over. I am not sure if they were supposed to have ended with daybreak or not but I know your mother wanted more. I woke up first and was just looking at her face as I thought of how it was going to be waking up each morning looking into your loving eyes. A few minutes later she too woke up and seeing me awake and looking at her, she smiled. I smiled back. The next thing I felt was your mother's hands moving down my body in search for her boy toy that had made her so happy the night before. She found it and noticing I was super hard she said, 'Now to see how you are the morning after. Are you familiar with the 'Doggie Style' position?' She asked. I told her I had heard of it but never tried it. Immediately she pulled the covers back and pounded up in bed on all fours. Her butt pointing right at me and her face looking at the foot of the bed. She teased me by wiggling her butt back and forth until I too was up and behind her. I took hold of my shaft and guided it into her already soggy hole. Without having to push at all I slipped right inside. She gasped as I instantly fill her hole. 'Do it. Add more cum to my already filled hole.' She demanded. I reached around and grabbed her breasts and began to massage them as I pumped my hard long male member as deep into her hole as I could. Having already cum once the previous day before dinner and then again that night I was going to have more work to do to cum that third time in such a short period. I pumped in and out. Her moaning pushed me closer to blowing my load but then I guess I hit just the right place causing her to blast her own juices all over my pounding head and shaft. That warm blast of liquid did wonders for my next orgasm and soon I was pounding her so hard I was having to hold her down to keep from pushing her off the foot of the bed. That morning load took almost thirty minutes to be blown but Mom loved every minute of the sexual experience. At least I was hoping she did. I needed her to enjoy it so that I would be given permission to marry you. When we were finished we each showered alone and dressed. She made breakfast and we all sat and ate together like nothing had happened. They said no more about that previous day or night and I had no clue until we opened the present if I was given permission to marry you or not." He finished the story by saying.
"I now know why you were not to tell me until now. I am sure we would not have been able to reframe from sex this long if I had known that story beforehand." I told my new husband.
Thomas now more than ready to get started with our honeymoon adventures reached out and placed his hand between my legs. He then slipped his fingers into my panties finding them soaked and my tender virgin slit to be super slippery. He also noticed the hair between my legs but said nothing about it.
I pulled his pre-cum dripping fingers from my panties and said, "I am going to go shower and get ready. You just sit out here and relax."
"Ok. I love you, Baby." He replied.
"I love you too. I will hurry." I told him as I scampered off into the bathroom.
I closed and locked the door to make sure he did not peek. I then showered and did all the things I wanted to do to get ready for that special night. When finished I wrapped a towel around my body and went back into the main room. Thomas then went in to shower and get ready while I dressed and got into bed. I was under the cover all hidden when he walked back into the room and got into bed with me.
We kissed and soon he had taken hold of the covers and pulled them down. The look on his face was priceless. I was wearing the same exact teddy that my mother had been wearing when he was tested. He just stared at me and my body as it fit much better on me than he had said it fit on my mother.
"Mom gave it to me to wear on our honeymoon. I had no idea you had seen it before much less on my mother." I explained as I looked at his smiling face.
Chuckling he said, "Looks better on you but then I also like your body better too."
Thomas made his move between my legs and soon had all three snaps unsnapped and the top pulled back where he soon got his second surprise. I had also shaved all my pubic hair off also by request of my mother. My lips were really tight and since I was still a virgin and of smaller size than my mother I pretty much looked like a little girl. Thomas' little girl that is. His face dove in and instantly was lapping, licking, and sucking at my body. His tongue began to probe my insides causing an instant reaction. My first ever orgasm hit me like a ton of bricks. I was now super wet, super excited, and with his fingers and tongue working over my hole I was more than ready to have him inside me. He removed my nightie allowing his eyes to view my naked body for the first time ever. We began to dive right in with super hot French kissing. That soon was followed by his hands roaming all over my body as mine explored his. Taking hold of his male member he placed it at the entrance to my hole and as we continued to kiss he lowered himself until he was all the way inside. I had very little discomfort but I am guessing that was because he was so gentle and so tender and had me so excited that it did not hurt as much as I had figured it would.
It was not long before our kiss was terminated because we no longer could breath while making love. I felt his loving shaft and head sliding in and out of my body as it made love to me for the first time. He pounded me for less than fifteen minutes before I went through my second orgasm. The jet of cum coated his already soaked shaft causing a reaction. Soon his body shook and shortly after I felt the spray of cum being blasted inside my body. He collapsed on top of me and soon we were kissing again.
He raised up and looked into my eyes while his penis stayed inside its new home. We talked about what we liked and what to do different. We kissed off and on as we talked. The talk got more sexual in nature and even before he had pulled out for the first time he pounded a second load of cum deep inside my body. This time his blast of cum triggered my own orgasm.
He then pulled out and laid beside me as we kissed and touched each other. We fell asleep in each other's arms not waking up until early the next morning. That morning before we ate he made an addition sperm deposit into my body. When I dressed for breakfast I had to put on a tight pair of panties and a pad to keep as much of his bodily fluids inside mine. I wanted to carry his juices with me for as long as possible. We spent most of that day and night in bed. He made so many deposits that by the last one he was dry. We were both totally exhausted and the next day we slept right through breakfast.
Still having several days left on our honeymoon we did some sightseeing and adventure seeking. We held hands, kissed, and gently touched each other in public. His eyes were like mine having to check each other private area out ever chance we got. Each night was filled with lots of sex to the extent my hole was filled with cum for quite some time even after we got home.
The honeymoon did not end there either. We made love multiple times a week for years keeping my body replenished with his hot cum was one of his main goals in life. We had our own life but still kept in close touch with his family and mine. Daddy never did try to talk about the test or to see if Thomas had followed the rules about when to tell me or not. I guess he could tell.
My dad was a good father and one of the best things he ever did for me was to test Thomas to make sure he was just the right guy for me. Just like my sister we both loved our daddy very much and was very glad he had given permission for just the right guy for each of us.
The End