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"Hank, she goes over to the college for classes four times a week," I said. "There are lots of boys that go there and she never seems to go out with any or bring any around. I thought I might try a couple of things and see how it goes. It's a girl thing at this point."
"Debby," He said, "Why not just let her find her on way? Her own pace."
"I know," I said, "That's the thing. There's no evidence she's interested at all. A little talking shouldn't cause any problems. We'll see. Anyway I wanted you to be mindful if you see something or other."
"Ok Debby. Let me know if I can help."
Hank was off to the west coast for a few days and the weekend seemed like a good time for the 'other' talk. Holly had no plans for the weekend. Of course that was typical and what I wanted to try and influence.
Saturday, mid-morning. We were park watching. It was amazing the range of individuals, and dogs, that went to the park. It was better than a first rate movie. We both loved to sit and drink tea or soda and watch and talk.
Holly and I were almost identical. A mom and daughter thing I guess. I think my genes won out over Hanks. He was taller and lithe. My good. Holly and I were 5ft9 and lithe although my lithe and hers were a little different. I'm not saying.
She was always upbeat and we got along very well, almost perfect. I was thankful for that. We could talk about most anything including men and sex. She was always interested and animated and smiling.
Holly," I said, "Could we have a private conversation?"
"Mom," she said. "You're not pregnant are you?"
Got me. With a smile I said, "No, but that's one of the things I wanted to talk about."
"Sorry, I couldn't resist," she said. "Yes, we can have a private conversation. All our conversations are private. Forever."
"Ok," I said. "Holly, you're not getting enough sex. I don't think you're getting any." I stopped talking. She was still smiling but no big reaction. She looked at some people and looked back at me. Still smiling, and brightly, biting a lip. She seemed to be actually enjoying what I said. I was surprised.
She said, "Well that's true. I've been thinking about it. Since I was younger. I guess all girls do. And all boys." She stopped talking.
I said, "Holly, would you like a little help? Private like. If it's not to your liking just say no at any time along the way."
"I probably should mom," she said. "Yes, ok."
"Good, thank you," I said. "First is to make an appointment with your gyno and get you started on the pill. She can also check your hymen and take care of that if needed. Holly, all this is if it's ok with you. You make all final decisions. In the meantime you and I can work on a few things. How does that sound so far?"
She sat and looked at me intently, still smiling. Not a fake smile either. She nodded her head up and down a few times and said, "Thanks mom." That was it. We people and dog watched and had a wonderful time. I thought it was going to be a much longer conversation and a little strained.
She got through the gyno and on the pill and no hymen worries. Just those few things seemed to have an effect. She was a little livelier. Now I was going to work on getting her out of her shell, as small as it was. Nobody knows what the alphabet is until somebody teaches them or they learn on their own. How to do sex is the same.
I needed a free day with Holly and myself. It would be Saturday. Hank was going to a football game the weekend with his college gang, as we called them. I mentioned to Holly we could work on something this weekend and she understood and said 'sure'.
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Saturday morning about 10:30 we went into our bedroom, rather than hers. I wanted to get her comfortable being there. I closed the curtains and turned the lights off. It was just barely seeable.
I said, "What I want to do today is give you some experience in how sex feels and what it does to your mind and body. You can learn how to control it and make it work for you. How not to be overwhelmed. I'm going to take a piece of your clothing off and you do the same to me until we're starker's."
We had shorts and a top on, plus underwear and sneakers, no socks. I took off her sneakers, she took off mine. I took off her shorts, she took off my top. I took off her top, she took off my shorts. I took off her bra, she took off my bra.
I hooked her panties and peeled them down her hips ever so slowly, moving down with them, letting my nose drift right through her patch. She was shaved from there down. I let my breath get on her clit a few times when I got her panties just below her outer lips. I slipped my hand, palm down on her patch and slid down across her whole front and pushed her panties slowly down working across her thighs.
I got them off her feet and stood up, running my hands right up the side of her body. I could hear her breathing a little heavy. I don't think she was expecting the way I did that. I said, "Think of the sexiest guy you know and think of him taking yours off the way you want him to and take mine off that way. Don't hold back."
I could barely see her it was so dark, just a faint image but I saw her head nod. She put her hands around me, up high. Our nipples were flipping against each other. She slowly moved down and into the back of my pants. She pushed in with her middle against mine and squeezed my buns and pulled them outward, wide open. Nice cool air on my butt crack. Then she moved her hands out and up and pushed down on each side of my pants.
She was breathing a little harder, not much. This was good. When she got them down my buns, where they started to curve back, she stopped and moved towards my side. She was right up against me but not hard, her tuff brushing. She slipped one hand down my butt crack and one right down my valley. My legs opened all by themselves. I felt a finger push in my vagina and another from her other hand. A finger in from two different hands from two different directions.
They worked independently and felt fantastic. I squeezed and stretched different parts down there and then she kissed me. My daughter was seducing the hell out of me. Well, at least she was finding out how to handle it. Sorry. She was gaining experience and feeling the sex. It was exactly what I was after. It was working way better than I thought it would.
A few more moments and she pulled out and finished getting my panties off. We stood, knees together, and light kissed getting our breath back. I said, "Let's sit on the bed." She did. I turned one of the bed side lights on and sat beside her.
"Wow," I said. "You really want a guy in your pants. Me too. Always did. Always thought about it, fantasizing. This is monstrous fun for me Holly. If you're not comfortable let me know."