Last day of school
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Sandra was a nine year old otter who lived as normal a life as any girl who's mother had died when she was merely three. She had lived with her father for the years since that event and he had been dating other furrs on and off for the last four years.
As the morning sun poured through the shudders of Sandra's bedroom, she arose from her nightly slumber and promptly jerked awake. Today was the day! today was the day when she would finish third grade at school and have the whole summer to play with her friends and enjoy life to the fullest. She got out of bed, and stared into the mirror that covered her closet, she was of a light brown complexion and just over four feet tall, she had a muscular tail which poked out a hole in the back of her pyjamas and fur that covered most of her figure. She walked to the bathroom which was just down the hall from her room, and knocked, hearing no response, she entered the room. She took a stool out from under the sink and clambered on top of it so as to reach the faucet, she then proceeded to brush her teeth and rinse with mouthwash.
After spitting out the last of the mouthwash, Sandra removed her pyjamas and moved into the shower, turning the dial to warm as the cold water fell from the above shower head, sending shivers down her body until the water heated up. She began washing her legs with soap, cleaning every part until it shined, slowly moving up to her thighs and groin, still rubbing and rinsing, as her paws moved over her groin, she felt an odd tingling sensation where she was rubbing, deciding she liked it, she began stroking her slit lazily with one paw drifting in and out of consiousness from the mixture of warm water and the pleasure in her crotch, it was only when she heard her father yell "Sandra, we have to go to school in ten minutes" that she finished washing herself and sheepishly dried herself off.
Now in a hurry, she ran to her room, hastily pulled her panties up and then put on her skirt and a new flowered shirt her father had bought for her as a graduation present, it had a blue and pink tye-dye pattern on it and she had already fallen in love with the shirt. Fully clothed, she ran down the stairs to the dining room where her father waited, in his hawaii shirt and khacki pants waiting to driver her to school. Looking up at his daughter and grinning, "all ready to go hun?", "yes daddy" then the two otters walked to the car.
As they pulled out of their driveway, Sandra thought back about her previous escapade in the shower, wondering if anyone else at school knew about that pleasure. Perhaps James or Amber would know something about this. She decided that she would ask her friends over lunch. "hun, what's on your mind?", "what, oh, nothing", "are you going to go to school or am I going to have to take you to work". With her mind preocupied, she had not realized that the car had stopped and she was outside her elementery school. Realizing her blunder, she left the car, waved at her father, and ran to her class.
It seemed that she had wasted her time coming to school, since most of her classmates were already going to summer camps or staying at home playing video games, but fortunately, her best friends were waiting for her. James and Amber were waiting for her in class, James was a fox-anthro whith red fur covering all his visible body except for a white streak starting from his chin and moving into his shrit, Amber was a grey cat, with tufted ears on top of her head, and a striped tail which hung lazily behind her. The children who did go to school that day sat in a circle and reminicced about the last year, the experiences they shared, all the wonderful field trips to Oceanland, and all the joyful memories they would have of third grade.
After hours of idle chit-chat with her classmates, their teacher Ms. Jeane let them all go to lunch. Sandra, James and Amber sat at their usual table in the cafeteriea, after grabbing the lunch which, probably out of summer cheer on the cook's side, actually appeared to be edible. After taking a few bites of the sumptuous meal put forth by the staff, Sandra told her two friends about her escapade in the shower that morining. Her two friends were initially repulsed by the concept but after she told them how it felt, they became curious. With an odd, and slightly saddened expression on his face, James stated that he could't do that because he didn't have a slit, he had a penis. Sandra, not having any brothers did not know much about the male organs, for his father had never really brought it up, and she never was all that curious about it until now. Whishing that she could prolong this conversation, Ms. Jeane pulled the skeleton crew of students back from their lunch/recess. After a being told "be careful over the sumer" and many "see you next year"s were exchanged, the third grade class was dismissed. As she left the school for the last time for many moths, she saw her father's car and was driven home.
On the car ride home, Sandra gave her father a meaningful look and after a slight coaxing on his part, asked him about what a penis was for. Her father was taken aback for a second and he missed a red light, fortunately there was nobody on the road at the time, it only being noon. He took a deep breath and explained to her, that when a child is born, you can tell if they are a boy or a girl by looking at their groin, if there is a penis, it is a boy if there is a vaginia, it's a girl. A boy can pee through his penis and he can also do a few other things with it. Just like a girl can with her organs. Saying this, they arrived at home and Sandra ran to her room and enjoyed her first moments of summer freedom while her father began working in his office. After she got bored with playing with her toys she decided to continue the conversation she was having with her father, "dad, what sorts of things can a boy do with his penis?", "well for one, if he rubs it, it will become hard and, actually, maybe I could show you it". Steve, for that was her father's name, had been dumped by his previous female endeavor a week ago and he had not came since, although he was a bit afraid about taking advantage of his own daughter like this, at such a young age at that. But, his lust overcame his doubt and he moved to his bedroom.
Following her father to his room, she was quivering with anticipation and curiosity, for her father had never told her much about this and she was hoping to tell James as soon as she could. As she entered his room, her father was already pulling down his pants, revealing his sheath. "you see, normally a man's penis is kept tucked away, but if you stroke it, you can make it come out, try stroking my sheath" Sandra quickly obeyed and as she stroked she could already feel his meat beginning to swell and protrude from his body. "there you go, that's it" he told his daughter as his member came out to its full length of six inches, which is quite sizeable compared to other otters', "now one thing you can do with a penis is stroke it, this feels quite good if you know how" he then grabbed his swollen pink member and began to stroke it slowly, "want to try?" Sandra eagerly accepted his request and began stroking her father's cock. After she stroked it for a minute, he asked her to stop, "now, for the next thing may seem weird at first, but it will start to feel good very quickly, just lean back and I'll do the rest", hoping it would be something like her shower, she promptly obeyed. She felt her father's paws pushing up her skirt and pulling down her panties. After her underwear were removed, he spread her legs a little and stuck his muzzle into his daughters virgin flower.
Feeling breath on her now revealed slit, she now was quite sure that this was going to feel just as good, if not better than before. She could feel a toung lapping at her sensitive spot which she had discovered this morning, and it felt infinitely better than when she did it. As Steve continued lapping at his daughters exposed groin reigon, he felt her legs beginning to shake as she neared her first orgasm. Feeling this wonderful sensation washing over her body, she began to quiver with the her first true pleasure.
"There, now how was that" he asked his panting daughter, "wow daddy, I never knew I could feel this way before". "We still aren't done yet, there still is one more thing we can do, although I should warn you, it may hurt a bit, but after it will feel better than anything before." "Even better than just now?" Sandra asked while recovering from her last orgasm. Seeing her father nod, she gave her approval.
He took out his member for a second time and slit his daughter closer to the edge of the bed, and began to line his member up with Sandra's soon to be deflowered cunny. "Ready?" he asked, "Mm-hmm" she muttered and he slowly pushed his cock slowly into her virgin passage feeling it stretch to accomodate him, then, with one stroke he broke her hymen and marked her as a woman. She let out a brief "yipe" but then the pain was slowly dissipated by the rod which was now lodged within her.
Steve slowly pushed in and out of Sandra's tight passage, enjoying every second of it and he could feel that his daughter was as well, he could feel her passageway beginning to contract as she approached her second climax, and he could feel is own approaching fast, as her cunt contracted around his member, he hit his own climax and began to pump his seed into his own daughter, who was quite surprised by this. "I forgot to tell you, when a man, hits a climax, he pumps sperm out of his penis" seeing his daughter slightly repulsed by this, he added "it's how you were born". Sandra then asked "does this mean I'll have a baby", chuckling, Steve silenced her worries "don't worry, we won't have to be very careful for a few years at least".
With an idea firmly planted in her mind, Sandra put her clothes back on, and called James's house and asked if he could come over to 'play'.
Well, that's my first yiffy story, hope you enjoyed it, I may write another, if time will allow.