"Yes," he had said, "you deserve a reward – a very special reward – because you gave a splendid performance tonight and because you're old enough now to know better than to mention our personal affairs with anybody, absolutely anybody. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Daddy," she replied, feeling for the first time a man's erection pressing against her tummy. She felt no fear because she trusted Daddy and his warm hands that stroked her hair and back and bottom and, finally her budding breasts. She liked the nice things he was telling her about what a good girl she had been, and when he kissed and sucked on the nubs of her breasts she knew that he must love her very much to give her such a nice reward for tonight's applause.
"Yes, you're getting to be a big girl now," he said, "and it's time you learned a few very personal and private things. Private and secret things. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said, feeling her breath coming faster and Daddy's, too. He kissed her for a long time on the cheek as he tongued her breasts and ran his hands adoringly over her entire body. Then be kissed her full on the lips and told her he would always love his beautiful, beautiful daughter. She said she loved him too and that was the first time she had gone all mushy inside. Mushy was the only way she could describe it.
When he told her to lay on her back and spread her legs a little she obeyed willingly, as though it were the most natural thing in the world. And that was when she really fell in love with Daddy. She lay there on her back with her legs apart while he gently rubbed the mound where she was beginning to get hair, just above her hole. He did that for a long time, and it felt better than anything she had ever felt before. He rubbed her legs and knees too and patted her bottom. His hand sort of half-tickled, half-rubbed all up and down her lower body, especially up and down the inside of her legs, until she thought she would die if he didn't touch her hole.
Finally he told her that she had been such a good girl and gotten so much applause that he was going to play with her pussy a little. That was the first time she had ever heard the word pussy but she immediately knew what he meant and when he slowly dipped his finger into the juicy top part of her pussy and began rubbing it she knew that she must have been a very, very good girl to deserve such a wonderful reward.
"Daddy," she said, "that feels so good. Oh, Daddy."
"Yes, sweet," he said. "I know. Just lie there and Daddy will make you feel even better." He massaged her whole pussy with his palm, softly running his palm up and down until she could hear wet, smacking sounds, but mostly be concentrated on the top where it felt best. At the same time be kept sucking on her breasts and whispering in her ear all the nice things she had wanted to hear: "Daddy's proud of his girl… she's a fine singer… she's very, very pretty… she always minds her Daddy… never tell their secrets… she's going to be rich some day, too, because Daddy is saving all the money she earns… Daddy loves her very much and wants to make her happy…"
"Yes, Daddy," Sherry breathed. "Yes, Daddy. Oh, I love what you're doing to my-my pussy!"
"There are lots of nice things to do, sweet," he said, "and Daddy's going to show them to you because you're such a wonderful girl and sing so beautifully. I have to teach you a lot of words, too – secret words. Here," he said, taking her hand and placing it on his erection. "This is called a prick. Or you can call it a cock or a hard-on or any special word you want to make up for it. The real word is penis, though. It feels good when you play with it just as good as when I play with your pussy."
"Oh, it couldn't feel as good as when you play with my pussy," Sherry said. "Does it really?"
"Yes, it feels just as good," Daddy assured her.
"I know what I'll call it," she said. "It seems to want to push and poke… I'll call it my poker, okay?"
"All right, sweet," Daddy said. "You can call it whatever you want. And you're right. It does want to poke inside you – between your legs. See how big and stiff it gets, and see how wet your pussy gets? Well, that's the way nature made men and women. The poker is supposed to go inside the pussy and it feels better than anything in the whole world."
"Are you going to put your poker inside my pussy?" Sherry asked.
"Yes, dear – pretty soon – but first it's nice to play and do other things, don't you think?"
"Ummmm, yes, it's wonderful playing this way, but I can hardly wait for your poker to poke inside my pussy and feel what it's like."
"You will, love. Just be patient. Oh, yes, there are other words for a pussy, too. Some people call it a cunt or a snatch or a twat. There are lots of nicknames for your hole, just as many as there are for penis. But the real word for it is vagina. Whenever you go to the doctor or anything you must call it your vagina, all right?"
"Yes, Daddy," Sherry said. "Vagina."
Sherry lay there while her Daddy kept rubbing the thing that felt so good at the top of her pussy. He called it her clitoris or clit, but she called it her tingle button. She ran her hand up and down his prick just the way he showed her to, jacking him off as he called it until pretty soon her tingle button got so tingly, she could feel tingling sensations all over her body, like little electric currents, and she shuddered and shook and cried out that the most wonderful feeling she had ever known had happened to her body – all over.
He told her that is normal – the very best part – and that it's called coming. He told her men come too and they squirt white juice when they came and it feels just as good to men as tingling does to women. Almost everybody calls it come, be explained, but the correct word for the love juice is sperm. Sperm makes babies, he said, and it comes from the two balls in the sac beneath his penis. He told her the correct word for balls is testicles.
"Are we going to make a baby?" Sherry asked, a little frightened.
"No, you're not old enough for that yet," Daddy said, "and anyway daddies aren't supposed to make babies in their daughters. That's what I meant when I said that this is our secret. But you've been such a good girl and making the audiences so happy with your singing I thought you deserved this special, secret reward."
"Oh Daddy!" Sherry said. "Yes, thank you, thank you! You're the most wonderful, considerate Daddy in the world. I love you," and she showered him with kisses. "Shall I keep on jacking you off?"
"Yes," he replied. "I'm going to come soon and I think you're old enough now to see what it's like when a man comes. Keep going up and down duly just a little faster."
He turned on his side then and flicked on the bedside light. Then he lay on his back and watched his daughter's hand slide up and down his hard-on under the bright light. "Watch the tip," he rasped. "Pretty soon the sperm will come shooting out the slit at the top."
Sherry leaned closer, curiously inspecting the slit he referred to, waiting for her Daddy to shoot out his sperm. He crossed his ankles then, stiffened somewhat, and began thrusting his hips to meet the motion of her hand. Then he said, "Watch closely, Sherry. It's coming now. It's going to come out. Oh, oh, there it goes… it's coming out now… there… there…"
Sherry watched, wide-eyed in wonder as the cream burst from her Daddy's jerking prick, spouted up in rapid bursts as he moaned and his face contorted in pleasure. His balls kept moving too, as though they helped to fling the sticky fluid out his poker. His poker became noticeably softer in her hand then as his juice stopped flying up into the air and just oozed out the end down onto her hand and his balls. Instinctively, she dipped her forefinger into some of the liquid and tasted it. "It's sort of tasteless," she said. "It doesn't taste like much of anything."