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  • How to have vaginal sex

     
     

    FAST FACTS:

    • During vaginal sex the penis goes into the vagina.
    • Foreplay is important. It gets you both sexually aroused and ready for penetrative sex. It makes vaginal sex more enjoyable for both partners.
    • Having vaginal sex without using a condom puts you and your partner at risk of unplanned pregnancy, contracting HIV and other sexually transmitted infections (STIs).
    • Put a condom on an erect penis before it touches or enters the vagina.
    • Discussing safer sex is an important part of having sex.

    Sex can be a lot of fun and very pleasurable, but it’s also normal to have questions and worries. You might be thinking about having sex for the first time and are not sure where to start. Or maybe you want more information on how to make it pleasurable and safe?

    Whatever your situation here are answers to some common questions about vaginal sex.

    What is vaginal sex?

    During vaginal sex (also known as penetrative vaginal sex, vaginal intercourse, sexual intercourse and just sex) the penis goes into the vagina.

    How do you have vaginal sex?

    There is no one right way of having vaginal sex, but there are a few things that you should think about before you do it.

    It’s important that both people are enthusiastic about having sex and that no one is feeling pressured or forced into doing anything they don’t want to do. Asking your partner and continuing to communicate as you progress is the best way to make sure you have their consent. It should also help make the experience more pleasurable for you both.

    Vaginal sex works best when both partners are aroused. This is why foreplay is important.

    What is foreplay?

    Foreplay (sometimes called heavy petting) is about getting both people sexually aroused (or turned on) and ready for penetrative sex, through kissing, stroking, caressing, rubbing and touching. Sometimes people also have oral sex as part of foreplay. The more aroused you both are, the better sex is likely to feel.

    You’ll often know you’re getting aroused from certain physical signs:

    • for women, the vagina begins to moisten
    • men get an erection, which means their penis will get bigger and harden.

    Foreplay should be enjoyable for both partners and you may choose to not go any further than this stage. Many couples enjoy having foreplay for a long time before they move on to having vaginal sex.

    If you are both ready to have vaginal sex, the arousal created through foreplay will help the penis enter the vagina more easily.

    We spent ages on foreplay, kissing, fingering and lots of oral as it was both of our first times. When we did decide to have sex, we used a condom and lots of lube and he was very gentle, kept asking me if he was hurting me and how I felt. It did hurt a bit, but not as much as I was expecting.

    - May

    When should I put on a condom?

    Once you are both aroused and ready to have sex you can put on a male condom. This can be done by you or your partner. You can only put a condom on an erect penis and you should do this before the penis touches or enters the vagina.

    If you are using a female condom it can be put in up to eight hours before sex.

    How do you get the penis into the vagina?

    When you are ready, it helps if one of you uses your hand to gently guide the penis into the vagina. Take your time, and don’t worry if it takes a few goes to guide it in properly – this is very normal, especially when you are both getting used to each other’s bodies.

    Once the penis is inside, you can move your bodies so that the penis pushes into the vagina and then pulls partly out again. Do what comes naturally and feels good - being slow and gentle is a good idea to start with so you can make sure you are both comfortable.

    He was very slow and rather than just pushing into me hard and fast, he took his time making sure I got used to his penis being inside me. He repeatedly asked me if I was ok or wanted him to stop. I told him no and I only felt slightly uncomfortable at first but then when he had fully entered me it felt amazing. He was slow and sensual.

    - Ash

    Remember that you can pause or stop at any point you want, the same is true for your partner. Just because you have started something doesn’t mean you need to continue – stopping is actually very normal. If you are not feeling comfortable with what you are doing you have the right to stop! If your partner wants to stop respect their wishes.

    Will it hurt - and will the woman bleed?

    It can take a bit of time to get used to the sensation of sex, and some women can find it a little uncomfortable or painful at first. However, the pain should not be intense and if at any time the pain is too strong then you should stop. Taking things slowly, making sure the woman is fully aroused and using a good water-based lubrication (oil-based lubricants like massage oils or Vaseline can cause a condom to break) can help penetration feel more comfortable.

    If it's a woman’s first time having sex she may bleed a little. This is generally nothing to worry about. Though it’s perfectly normal to bleed the first time you have sex, it’s also perfectly normal not to bleed.

    If you continue to bleed every time you have sex then it’s a good idea to speak to a healthcare professional to check it’s nothing to worry about.

    What is the best position for vaginal sex?

    There is no one best position and different people will enjoy different things. One common position involves the woman lying down, with the man lying or sitting on top (also called the ‘missionary position’).

    However there are many different possible positions, the woman can be on top, - or you can both lie on your sides. You don’t have to be facing each other – some people like having vaginal sex from behind – meaning the woman’s back is turned towards the man.

    It is easiest to choose a position you both feel comfortable with and one that you can get into easily if you are having sex for the first time. As you get to know each other’s bodies better, you can experiment with different positions and work out what you both like.

    After a while you might find certain movements, positions and ways of touching that lead to one or both of you having an orgasm (also called ‘coming’ or ‘climaxing’). Don’t be too concerned if this doesn’t happen straight away or even at all. It takes time to get to know what works for you sexually – and for your partner – and sex can be enjoyable whether you climax or not.

    You may want to experiment with sex toys, or having anal sex and oral sex as well as vaginal sex. Remember that if you do move from anal sex to vaginal sex you should put on a new condom to make sure you do not infect the vagina with bacteria.

    What are the risks of pregnancy, STIs and HIV from vaginal sex?

    Having vaginal sex without using a condom, even if it’s your first time, means you run the risk of an unwanted pregnancy, and puts you and your partner at risk of sexually transmitted infections (STIs) including HIV.

    If you’ve had unprotected sex make sure you seek healthcare advice as soon as possible. You’ll be able to access emergency contraception to prevent unwanted pregnancy, and if you are worried that you have been exposed to HIV, you can take post-exposure prophylaxis (PEP) to prevent HIV infection.

    While there are many different options for contraception, only condoms will protect you and your partner from sexually transmitted infections (STIs) and HIV. Talking to your partner about protection before you start having sex will help things go more smoothly. Being safe will help you both feel more relaxed and make sex more enjoyable.

    Though you might find bringing up the subject of safer sex embarrassing, it’s an important part of having sex. If you find it too difficult to discuss using protection then it could be a sign that you aren’t ready to start having sex just yet. That’s fine – remember that there are lots of ways to enjoy being together and to explore your sexual feelings until the time is right.

    Deciding whether to have sex is a very personal thing. The main things to consider are whether it feels right, and whether you and your partner are both sure. Our article ‘Am I ready for sex?’ will help you think about this.

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  • How to have anal sex

     

    FAST FACTS

    • Anal sex is enjoyed by many people – straight, gay and bisexual.
    • Unprotected anal sex carries a higher risk of HIV and other sexually transmitted infections (STIs) than many other sexual activities. Using a condom correctly will help protect you and your partner.
    • Taking pre-exposure prophylaxis (PrEP) is another way to prevent HIV infection, but it may not be available everywhere.
    • Use lots of lubricant! But only use water-based lubricant which is specially designed for sexual intercourse. Oil-based lubricants can cause condoms to break.
    • If you are having oral sex or vaginal sex straight after anal sex put on a new condom to avoid cross infection.

    Anal sex is any type of sexual activity that involves the anal area and many people, whether they are heterosexual, gay or bisexual, enjoy it. Whether you are thinking of having anal sex for the first time, or you just want more information on how to stay safe and enjoy it, this page will help answer your questions.

    What is anal sex?

    Most commonly, people think of anal sex as when a man’s penis enters the anus. However, it might also mean using fingers or sex toys to penetrate the anus, or using the tongue to stimulate the anus (called ‘rimming’). You can read more about oral-anal sex on our ‘How to have oral sex’ page.

    Anyone can enjoy anal sex, whether they are a man, woman, gay, bisexual or straight, and whether they are giving or receiving it. Many gay men enjoy penetrative anal sex. But being gay doesn’t mean you have to have anal sex – you decide what you enjoy!

    How do you have anal sex?

    It can feel strange when you start exploring the anal area during sex, so start slowly with touching and caressing to get used to the idea. If you don’t like it, it’s a good idea to talk to your partner and explain that anal sex isn’t for you. While lots of people enjoy it, many others would prefer to leave it out of their sexual activities.

    If you decide to have penetrative anal sex, take things slowly and communicate with your partner. If you are giving anal sex, use plenty of lubricant and then start by penetrating just a little and then pulling out completely. When your partner is ready, penetrate a bit further and then pull out again. Continue with this until you are fully in – but be prepared to stop at any time if the other person is uncomfortable or in pain.

    Anal sex can feel stimulating and pleasurable for both the person giving and receiving - but it can also take a while to get used to the sensation of it. If it doesn’t go perfectly the first time you can always try again when you’re both in the mood. Remember that you can pause or stop at any point you want. Just because you have started something doesn’t mean you need to continue – stopping is actually very normal.

    Anal sex, HIV and STI safety

    Whether you’re a man or a woman, straight or gay, it’s important to protect yourself against the risk of sexually transmitted infections (STIs), including HIV, when having anal sex.

    The lining of the anus is thin and can easily be damaged, which makes it more vulnerable to infection. This means that if you are the receptive partner (often called the 'bottom') you have a higher risk of STIs and HIV from unprotected anal sex than many other types of sexual activity.

    While the risk is less for the 'top' (or insertive partner), HIV can still enter through the opening at the top of the penis (urethra), or through cuts, scratches and sores on the penis.

    STIs that can be passed on during anal sex include:

    • HIV
    • Chlamydia
    • Genital herpes
    • Genital warts
    • Gonorrhoea
    • Syphilis.

    Using protection during anal sex is important to reduce your risk of catching an STI. For penetrative sex, make sure you use a condom and lots of lube – some people feel safer using extra-thick condoms for anal sex. Dental dams also offer good protection for rimming. Taking pre-exposure prophylaxis (PrEP) is another way to prevent HIV infection, but it may not be available everywhere.

    You can use either a external condom (which goes on penises or sex toys) or an internal condom (which goes in vaginas or anuses, also called a female condom) for anal sex, depending on your preference. The female condom is inserted into the anus before sex, just as it would be used in the vagina.

    It’s a good idea to put condoms on any sex toys you are using for anal sex too, making sure you change them between partners. Also use a fresh one if you are swapping between anal and vaginal stimulation. This is because the material of some sex toys may harbour bacteria and infections even after cleaning (though not HIV).

    If you’ve had unprotected anal sex and are worried about possible HIV infection, go and see your healthcare professional straight away. You may be able to take post-exposure prophylaxis (PEP) to prevent HIV infection, but it has to be taken within 72 hours to be effective. However, PEP is not a replacement for condoms and isn’t available everywhere.  

    Love your lubrication

    Unlike the vagina, the anus doesn’t produce its own lubrication (or ‘lube’), so it’s important to use a good product to help the penis or sex toy move freely and prevent damage to the inside of the anus.

    Don't use your partner's semen (also known as cum) as a lubricant. It’s best to use a water-based lubricant which has been specially designed for sexual intercourse. Oil-based lubricants (such as lotion and moisturiser) can weaken condoms and make them more likely to break.

    How do I stimulate a man's prostate gland?

    Many men also like having their prostate stimulated. The prostate is a walnut-sized gland located just below the bladder and is highly sensitive to stimulation (usually gentle finger stimulation through the anus). However, there are many blood vessels in and around the prostate and it can get bruised if handled roughly, so always treat it gently and use lots of lube.

    Is anal sex painful?

    For lots of people anal sex is a pleasurable part of their sex life. However, whether you are a man or a woman, penetrative anal sex can be uncomfortable or even painful if rushed, especially if it’s your first time.

    Luckily, there are things you can do to lessen any pain. These include going slowly, working your way up to penetration with the penis with smaller objects such as fingers or sex toys, and using a lot of water-based lubrication.

    Continual communication as you progress is the best way to make sure you both enjoy anal sex. If at any time you are feeling strong pain then you should stop immediately.

    Safety for women having anal sex

    Be careful not to use the same finger to stimulate a woman’s anus as you use to touch her vagina. This is because you could transfer small amounts of faeces to the vagina which can cause urinary tract infections such as cystitis.

    The same goes for using a finger to stimulate the anus and then putting it in the mouth, as this can pass on STIs such as hepatitis and shigella.

    If you have anal sex and then move onto vaginal sex or oral sex you should use a fresh condom to prevent these infections. The same applies if you are using sex toys.

    Technically, it’s not possible to get pregnant from anal sex as there’s no way for semen to get from the rectum into the vagina. Be aware that there is a small chance of semen leaking out and dripping into the vagina after anal sex. Using condoms is the best way to make sure you are always protected properly against STIs and pregnancy.

    Should I have anal sex?

    As with any type of sex, it’s important that both people are enthusiastic about having anal sex and that no one is feeling pressured or forced into doing anything they don’t want to do.

    Talk to your partner about protection before you start having anal sex to help things go more smoothly. Remember that having unprotected anal sex puts you and your partner at higher risk of HIV and other STIs such as hepatitis A and shigella than other sexual activities. Being safe will help you both feel more relaxed and make sex more enjoyable.

    Deciding whether to have anal sex is a very personal thing. The main things to consider are whether it feels right, and whether you and your partner are both sure. Our article ‘Am I ready for sex?’ will help you think about this.

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  • How to have oral sex

    FAST FACTS

    • Oral sex means using your mouth and tongue to stimulate your partner’s genital or anal area, providing sexual pleasure.
    • Different people like to give and receive oral sex in different ways, so take time to explore what your partner enjoys.
    • There is very low risk of HIV infection from oral sex (unless one of you has genital/mouth sores or bleeding gums).
    • Sexually transmitted infections (STIs) such as herpes, gonorrhoea and syphilis can be passed on through oral sex.
    • Using a condom or a dental dam will help protect you from STIs.
    • Do not have oral sex if either of you has sores in or around your mouth, vagina, penis or anus, or if the person giving oral sex has bleeding gums. These could be a sign of infection and put you at higher risk of passing on STIs including HIV.

    'Going down', 'giving head', 'blow jobs' … there are many different names for oral sex. But what is oral sex? And does it come with any risks?

    Whether you are thinking about having oral sex for the first time or just want some more information – read on for tips on how to have oral sex safely and pleasurably, and answers to some of the most common questions.

    What is oral sex?

    Oral sex means using your mouth and tongue to stimulate your partners’ genital or anal area.   

    Oral sex can be a good way to discover new pleasures with your partner, but deciding whether you want to do it is a very personal choice – not everyone likes it and not everyone tries it!

    As with any type of sex, it’s important that both people are enthusiastic about doing it.

    Top tips for oral sex

    A lot has been written about how to give the best oral sex. But the truth is that different things work for different people.

    There’s a whole variety of ways to lick, suck and stimulate - different people may like to give and receive oral sex in different ways. Remember that it can take a while to work out what makes someone feel good.

    You may feel nervous before having oral sex – whether you’re giving it or receiving it. The best thing to do is to carry on communicating with your partner. Ask them to tell you what feels nice and let them know when you are enjoying something.

    If you’re happy and comfortable with the person you’re with then oral sex can be a great way to get physically closer and learn what turns each other on. But remember that you can pause or stop at any point you want, and the same is true for your partner. Just because you have started something doesn’t mean you need to continue – stopping is actually very normal.

    How do you give a man oral sex?

    You can start oral sex on a man whether his penis is erect or not. It’s a good idea to use your hand to touch him before you start to help work up to the sensation of oral sex.

    If you’re unsure how far you want him to penetrate your mouth, use your thumb and forefinger to make a ring around his penis, stopping it as far as you want to go. You can keep moving your fingers down slowly until you reach the point where it feels deep enough inside your mouth.

    Many men find oral sex (also known as ‘blow jobs’) highly sensitive, so start gently and slowly and work up to a faster pace. You can experiment with different tongue, mouth and head movements to see what works best (but never use your teeth unless asked!).

    Even if you decide to give a man oral sex, it doesn’t mean that you have to let him ejaculate (or cum) in your mouth – the choice is yours. Of course, if he’s wearing a condom this won’t be such an issue, and it means you will both be protected against sexually transmitted infections (STIs). It’s also entirely up to you how long you continue for.

    How do you give a woman oral sex?

    It’s usually a good idea to spend some time kissing and touching before giving a woman oral sex. Take your time to explore her upper thighs and the area around her vagina first, to help her get aroused.

    The most sensitive part of the vagina for a woman is the clitoris, which has more than 8,000 nerve endings. But the whole pelvic area is very sensitive. Gently part the outer lips of the vagina and look for the vaginal opening, and the hooded clitoris just above it.

    Start off softly, using a relaxed tongue to make slow movements and work up to faster movements with a firmer, pointed tongue. You can experiment with making different patterns with your tongue and try different rhythms – taking cues from your partner as to what she enjoys most.

    How do you give oral-anal sex (rimming)?

    Performing oral sex on your partner’s anus (also known as analingus or rimming) can be part of any sexual relationship, whether gay, bisexual or straight.

    If you are concerned about hygiene, ask your partner to wash first - water and a gentle washcloth should do the trick. You could also bathe together as part of foreplay.

    You can begin by gently kissing and fondling the area around the anus including the perineum (the area of skin between the genitals and the anus). You can then work your way in to the anus by circling your tongue around the outer area and finally inserting your tongue.

    You can try licking, sucking, probing and nibbling gently – taking cues from your partner about what feels good to them.

    If you are performing it on a woman, don’t go from the anus to the vagina as this may transfer bacteria and cause infection.

    Can I get HIV and STIs from oral sex?

    The risk of HIV transmission from oral sex is very low. The main risks arise if the person receiving oral sex has an STI or sores on their genital area, or if the person giving oral sex has sores in their mouth or bleeding gums.

    However other STIs such as herpes, gonorrhoea and syphilis can still be passed on through oral sex. And some infections caused by bacteria or viruses can be passed on through oral–anal sex, such as hepatitis A or E.coli.

    Infections can be passed on through oral sex even if there are no obvious signs or symptoms of the infection (such as sores). You should definitely avoid having oral sex if either of you has sores around your mouth, vagina, penis or anus. These could be a sign of an infection, so get them checked out by a healthcare professional.

    Using a condom or dental dam (a thin, soft plastic that covers the vagina or anus) will protect you from most sexually transmitted infections. If you don’t have a dental dam you can also make an effective barrier by cutting a condom lengthways from bottom to top forming one piece of material that can be used like a dental dam.

    Knowing you have the extra protection a condom provides can help make you feel more liberated and less inhibited during oral sex.

    Talking to your partner about protection before you start having oral sex will help things go more smoothly. This can be embarrassing, but it’s an important part of having sex – and if you find it too difficult to discuss then it could be a sign that you aren’t ready to start having oral sex just yet.

    Should I have oral sex?

    It’s a big decision to start having oral sex, and it’s important that you and your partner are ready to start exploring in this way.

    Whether it’s giving or receiving oral sex, no one should do it because they feel forced to.

    Lines like “it doesn’t mean we’ve had real sex – you’ll still be a virgin”, or “if you don’t want sex then you should at least go down on me”, or “it’s not as risky as having intercourse”, all suggest pressure and coercion. Remember that oral sex should be fun for both of you. If one person is doing it because they feel pressured, it can sour the whole experience.

    Deciding whether to have oral sex is a very personal thing. The main things to consider are whether it feels right, and whether you and your partner are both sure. Our article ‘Am I ready for sex?’ will help you think about this.

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  • Pay Per View

    "I have an idea," I tell Claire while we're out walking the dog.

    "About what?"

    "Let's make a video," I tell her and yank firmly on the leash to get the dog to settle down from the cat he's just spotted.

    "Sure, but that isn't exactly a new idea," she teases.

    "We could make it new somehow."

    "How would we do that?" she asks, and we pause our walk while waiting for the dog to stop sniffing around and move on.

    "I don't know," I say. "Just think about it I guess."

    Time goes by and I bring up making a video a few more times. However, neither of us has thought of anything new. We've made all sorts of videos together and doing another one would be fun, but we both want to do something a little different. Then one Saturday Claire has a suggestion.

    "Thought any more about what kind of video you want to do?" Claire asks me as we lounge around doing nothing.

    "Haven't been able to come up with anything," I reply.

    "Well, I had a thought," she says and trails off.

    "Yes?"

    "Just hear me out," she says, and after I nod, she continues. "What if we did a cam show?"

    "You mean like but a video online?"

    "I'd thought about that, but I don't want to do something so permanent."

    "Makes sense."

    "Then the other day I was watching some porn and getting off while you were still at work," she says. "There was a popup for a cam site and it got me thinking. We could make an account and just test it out. Someone could actually pay to watch us do it."

    "I'm not so sure," I say. We'd done some crazy things over the past several months, but this was something completely different. Putting things on the internet is always a scar proposition even if they aren't videos or pictures.

    "Wouldn't it be so hot to have someone watch us?" she says. "Think about it. People have caught us in the past and you know how horny that makes me. Think how sexy it could be to do it on purpose."

    "You sure?"

    "We can just try it out for a little bit. If no one is interested, then we don't do it," she says.

    "But what if someone recognizes us?"

    "No one is going to recognize us."

    "What if they do?"

    "What are they going to do?" Claire says. "Walk up to us and say they were jerking off to some cam site and saw us on it. Most people don't want to admit their watching anymore than we want to be recognized."

    "I'm still not sure," I say, but I can tell she really wants to try it because she is pushing hard for it.

    "We can wear masks and cover up our faces. Lots of amateur videos online do that," she says.

    "I suppose we can try it but only for a week. If no one wants anything after a week, we give up," I say.

    "Okay," she says.

    She gets off the couch and goes into the computer room where my desktop is. She beckons for me to follow. I get up and follow her, and she sits down at the computer. She opens up a browser window and types in a name of some website. Apparently, she already knows where she's going. While she makes an account, I fish around in my electronics box for the webcam I bought when we had a long distance relationship. Eventually I find it and return to the computer to plug it in.

    "We need a name," she says.

    "Like an account name?"

    "Yeah, something that people will click on and know it's us."

    We brainstorm names for a little bit and settle on a completely ridiculous nerdy name Galadriel&Glamdring. One time I made a joke about naming my dick Glamdring after Gandalf's sword and Claire has never forgotten it. We test out the webcam to make sure it is working properly. We're not going to start now. We just want to set it all up. We figure out the whole site works by using tokens. Users purchase tokens with real money and then use those tokens to tip performers, interact with them, or pay for shows. A private show costs a certain amount of tokens per minute, but beyond that all costs are set up by us. Once a week performers get paid by the site based on how many tokens they've earned. There are some formulas for it, but we'd make anywhere from 50% to 80% of the cost of each token we collect. We spend a little bit of time browsing the site and figuring out how it works more. Finally we finish setting up the account.

    The next day I sleep in because I'm lazy, and Claire goes shopping. I'm awake before she gets back, so I help her unload the groceries when she does arrive. She'd shopped around for a while, but eventually she found some masks. They're kind of like the old masks I had as a kid for superhero Halloween costumes. They really only cover the top half of our faces, but it is better than nothing. If we're going to be fucking on camera, we probably need our mouths anyway. Either Claire's enthusiasm is wearing off on me, or the more I think about it the more I like the idea. She wants to try it out tonight, and I agree to it.

    That night I clean off the futon in the computer room while, Claire straightens her hair and does her makeup. She puts on some red lingerie to match the red thong I'm wearing. We fire up the webcam and log into the site. We noticed yesterday that some models just sit around and wait. Others masturbate and play with themselves in an effort to get someone to go private with them. We decide that this first night we'll just stay clothed and see what happens. It takes a surprisingly little amount of time before someone shows up in the chat box next to our stream. However, the person just harasses us with excessively dirty language, so we kick them out. A few more people come and go over the next two hours. Some of them we have a nice friendly chat with, but nothing more.

    After the full two hours, we cancel the stream, but stay logged in. We look around at other people's profiles for a bit to get a better handle on what we're doing. Many of the solo girls have vibrators connected to the site somehow, and people can control them by tipping predetermined amounts. Most performers have a menu listed on their profile pages that says what tips will equal what things. Apparently these are things they will do in the public chat for tips and any specialty requests must be made in a private chat. We decide we need to come up with our own tip menu for the next time.

    We're too busy on Monday to give it a try, but by Tuesday night we've come up with a menu. For more tokens, we'll do progressively more dirty things. The menu includes: kissing, body kisses, fondling, exposing Claire's tits, exposing my dick, exposing Claire's pussy, fingering/stroking, and licking/sucking. Each one has a time frame associated with it like Claire will suck my cock for 30 seconds or I'll lick her pussy for 30 seconds. The idea is that if they want longer they have to tip more and more.

    Adding the menu does increase our traffic on Tuesday night. Several people want us to take our masks off, but we refuse. People do actually tip us and the most popular ones are of course Claire exposing her tits or pussy and her sucking my cock. We end up getting what we feel like is a lot of tokens, but in reality probably isn't. No one pays for private show although a few people inquire about it. They leave disappointed when we refuse to do their specific kink. When we're done for the night, we add onto our profile the things we will or won't do. It is probably a pretty vanilla list as far as sex sites go, but it is what we are comfortable with. There's nothing that would fall into the extreme category.

    We cam again on Thursday and Saturday nights. We collect more tokens and it becomes less awkward each time, but no one pays for private. Claire and I decide that even if we enjoy it a little bit that the plan to do it for a week still stands. We're not making anything more than a few dollars, and it isn't worth it. We agree to give it one more try on Sunday night. So, on Sunday night we're once again on the futon. Claire's in sexy green bra and panties set. I have on my black thong. We get a few more tips in the first hour, so we kiss, fondle, lick, and suck. In the second hour, a familiar name pops back up. This person has been showing up since Tuesday. We're a little nervous when they pay for a private session. I ask Claire if she still wants to, and she says yes.

    The person sends us a private message saying they want to watch us have sex. They want to tell us what to do, and we'll do it. We tell them all the things we won't do, and I assume they'll say no like the others had. However, they agree, and after a bit of fumbling we figure out how to go to a private chat. I think we're both a little startled when the private chat window opens, and they have their webcam on. I'd assumed all the people on the site were creepy old dudes, but the person who is paying is a young woman around our age. I don't know about Claire, but this makes me feel better for some reason. It isn't that women can be perverts too. There's just something different about it. The first thing she asks is if we'd be willing to take the masks off. Claire is about to tell her no, when I say yes. Claire is shocked, but I explain that it is a private show. We don't know her, so she isn't going to recognize us. We take off the masks and the woman compliments us on our good looks. She asks if we have any toys. Claire reaches under the futon and pulls out our bag of sex stuff and dumps it on the futon.

    "I want you to insert that butt plug in his ass," she requests.

    I'm a little nervous because of the camera, not the butt plug. Claire has used it on me before. As Claire grabs one of our butt plugs and lubes it up, I think about the sexiest way to do it for our viewer. I decide to stand up and bend over, so she has a clear view of Claire playing with my asshole. When Claire has the butt plug ready, I pull my thong to the side and spread my ass. The lube is cold on my asshole as Claire gently uses the butt plug to apply lube to my tight hole. She starts off slowly by inserting just the tip of the plug in before taking it out again. Each time she does it, she goes a bit deeper. Once she's pushing it in about halfway, I can feel my ass tighten and push against it a she removes it. As it goes further and further into me, I groan louder and it makes my cock twitch. Finally, she pushes it all the way in. The initial weirdness of having my ass filled passes and is replaced with the sensory pleasure of it. I turn back around and see that the woman has taken off her bra and is fondling her small tits. I guess we are going to get a show too.

    "Now do it to her," she commands.

    We repeat the process, but this time I'm playing with Claire's asshole. I slap her ass a few times as I use the plug to gently fuck her asshole. She moans with pleasure, but I don't take as much time as she did to insert it. Our client is paying by the minute after all. Once Claire's ass is filled too, she lets her panties fall back in place. The butt plug can be seen through the lace of her panties, and my hard cock twitches at the sight.

    "Eat her pussy out," the woman tells me as she pinches her nipples and moans softly to herself. "Sit on the edge and have him kneel in front of you. No sit up. I want to see your big tits."

    Claire sits up on the edge of the futon, and I kneel in front of her. She grabs my head and pushes it into her wet pussy as the woman instructs her. She grinds her pussy against my tongue as I roll it across her clit. I lap up her juices and feel them covering my face. I put my tongue against her clit flatly and push into it. She moans with pleasure again and grinds harder. The woman tells her to play with her tits and Claire's hands leave my head. I know without looking that she is pinching and pulling her nipples. I lower my tongue from her clit and instead ram it as far into her pussy as I can. I bob my head a little bit and tongue fuck her.

    "Oh fuck," she moans.

    I know she is close to coming, so I return to her clit and swirl my tongue around it faster and faster. Her thighs squeeze my head as she starts to shiver and shake. She moans "fuck" louder and louder until it is unintelligible as she comes. I keep tasting her glorious pussy until she can't take it anymore and she has to push me away.

    "That was so fucking hot," the woman on the screen says. "Kiss him and taste yourself."

    Claire grabs my head again and pulls me up to her lips. She kiss me hungrily and I know she can taste herself on me just like the woman wanted.

    "I want you to face me while you fuck her from behind," the woman says.

    Claire gets on her hands and knees facing the computer. I climb on the futon behind her before kneeling down. She reaches between her legs and guides my thick cock into her waiting pussy. She moans with the satisfaction of being filled. I look up and see that the woman on the screen has pulled her panties off and is sitting in her computer chair in such a way as to reveal herself to us. Her fingers are working her clit even as I fill Claire. Taking her from behind, I can feel the plug in my ass putting pressure on me. When I do cum, it will be a big one. As I slowly thrust my cock in and out of her pussy, I can also feel the plug in Claire's ass. This is the closest she'll probably ever get to being double penetrated.

    "Talk dirty to each other as you fuck," the woman demands before succumbing to a moan of her own.

    "Fuck me," Claire says trying to get it started. "Fuck me while she watches."

    "I love fucking you with your ass filled," I say as I slide my cock in and out of her dripping pussy.

    "I love how it feels," she moans.

    "Think about how it would feel if that was a thick cock fucking your ass while I fuck you," I tell her and thrust so hard she slips forward onto her face.

    "Fuck her as roughly as you ever have," the woman on the computer says. "Be dirtier than you have ever been."

    I pull Claire's head up by her hair so that she can see the computer screen. The woman has switched her fingers for a vibrator and she is rubbing it all over her pussy.

    "I want you to look at her while I fuck you," I tell Claire.

    "Fuck me while she watches," Claire says.

    I let go of her hair and she slumps back down a little bit too much.

    "I said watch."

    I reach as far down as I can while pounding her and grab her arms. She gets the idea and puts both hands behind her back. I grab her wrists.

    "You like me fucking your pussy from behind?" I ask. "You like me holding your wrists and fucking you like my own little toy?"

    "Yes," Claire practically screams. "Fucking use me."

    I grab one of her wrists in each hand and pull back on them until she has to arch her back up and lift her head. Now the only thing supporting her is her knees and me holding her up by her wrists. On the computer screen the woman is shaking and bucking as she comes with her vibrator pressed firmly against her clit. I speed up my thrusting into Claire's tight pussy until I'm pounding her faster than I ever have. I can hear our skin slapping together and her wet pussy juices squelching around my thick cock. I look down at her perfect ass and how sexy she looks with the butt plug in. I feel the familiar eruption starting inside of me.

    "I'm going to cum in your tight pussy," I tell Claire.

    "Cum in me," she says. "I want all your hot cum in my pussy."

    With a few more quick and hard thrusts, I feel my balls churn and my ass tighten around the plug in me. My cum erupts out of me and I lose count of how many times I shoot my load deep into Claire. I slow down but keep thrusting until I'm sure every last drop has been deposited in her.

    "Show me what you did to her," the woman tells us.

    I pull out of Claire and she turns around so her ass is to the computer. I scoot up so I'm next to her and I spread her pussy lips for her. It takes a moment, but then my cum starts to drip out of her. It coats her pussy lips as it continues to flow out and then drips onto the futon. I slap Claire's ass a few times and then the window with the woman in it goes blank because she's left. In a moment, another private message pops up and it is from her. She thanks us for the good show and tips us more tokens. Claire slumps over before rolling onto her back.

    "That was intense," she says.

    "Was it too much?" I ask as I lay down beside her. "Was I too rough?"

    "Oh, no. I loved it. I know it is harder for you to be extra dirty and rough, so I really liked it."

    "Good," I say. She's right. I generally struggle with being as rough as she would like it sometimes. I'm just too nice of a guy, or at least, that is what I tell myself. "What about the whole cam thing?"

    "I liked it," she says and rolls over to look at me. "It was really hot to be told what to do and to be watched that way."

    "I think it made it easier on me that she was a woman."

    "That makes sense."

    We log out of the site before cleaning ourselves up. We talk about the experience more and decide to revisit it again later. Although we both liked it, the risks make me too uncomfortable and Claire agrees.

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  • Unwrapped Gift

    "Christ, Catherine!" Jason growled, long past the ability to maintain his calm. "You can't just drop this on me at the last minute!"

    "This?" His ex-wife's voice was shrill through the tiny cell phone speaker. "We're talking about your daughter, not a crisis. And might I remind you that it is her birthday this weekend?"

    Jason grit his teeth. Alicia was always his daughter when she was acting out or, God forbid, between Catherine and something she wanted. She was definitely their daughter when she made the cheer leading team at her high school. She was his daughter again when she'd been kicked off that team after getting caught shoplifting for the third time.

    And it wasn't like he didn't want to spend time with his daughter. It was just that Alicia was, to be polite, a handful. She had been for years, ever since puberty kicked in and all her sweetness and common sense seemed to take a hike. Now, at eighteen, she was... well... a crisis might be too strong a word, but certainly she took a great deal of energy.

    That was energy he had in short supply lately.

    "I know that, but you can't expect me to just drop everything and rearrange my plans because you can't get your shit together!" He shot back, trying not to crush the delicate device in his hand. The headache that had been brewing all day at work was back in full force.

    Catherine's voice turned frosty. "Well, excuse me if I think that my career is important."

    As if his wasn't. Catherine never understood what he did as an information security specialist or how taxing the job could be. As far as she was concerned, he just 'played on the computer all day'. This sudden, oh-so-necessary business trip of hers was, he suspected, more a chance to get sweaty between some Hilton sheets with her boss than any real chance of promotion.

    The ad agency she worked for was one of the biggest in the area and she had been wanting to move up the ladder for years. To that end, a ladder wasn't the only thing she had been willing to climb. There were a lot of very good reasons they were divorced and Catherine's wandering eye (and other parts) was a big one.

    "Fine," he bit out after a long moment to settle his irritation. If he pushed the issue, he knew she'd have lawyers involved before he could say 'custody dispute'. "I'll figure it out. Just make sure you have her here before seven tomorrow night."

    "Of course." Now that she'd gotten what she wanted, she was all smiles; he could hear it in her voice. God, he hated that sound.

    "I mean it. You show up at 7:05 and I won't be here."

    "I said, we'll be on time, Jason. Don't be a dick."

    Friday evening at 7:03, Jason stood in his driveway, shifting from foot to foot and snarling curses under his breath. She did this just to annoy him, he was sure of it. If he were a betting man, he'd say she was waiting just down the block somewhere, counting off the seconds until he blew his stack.

    Jason was not a violent man, but he allowed himself a few less civilized fantasies as his ex-wife's stylish sedan cruised up his street and pulled into his drive. From those few feet away, he could see Catherine behind the wheel trying not to look pleased with herself. In the back seat, he could just glimpse the top of a blonde head where his daughter slouched. From her posture, he was guessing she was no happier about this arrangement than he was. Wonderful.

    The last few years had been rough on Jason's relationship with Alicia. She was born high spirited and opinionated; traits that only got more pronounced when hormones kicked in at thirteen. Her older brother, Val was much, much easier. Maybe it was because Val was a boy and Jason understood how boys thought and acted. Girls were a whole other planet of moods and emotions he just didn't grasp. A fault that may have played a large part in the dissolution of his marriage.

    You know... maybe.

    "Nice of you to show up," Jason greeted Catherine when she rolled down her window. Couldn't be bothered to actually step out of the car, oh no. She was much too busy and he was so far beneath her.

    "Don't start with me. I've had a very long afternoon." She flicked her gaze none-too-subtly toward Alicia who glared at them both from the back seat. Her bright green eyes glowed with irritation. It was a look Jason knew well. Catherine created that look and Alicia seemed to be in the business of perfecting it.

    "Let's go, kiddo," Jason called to her, ignoring his ex. He watched his daughter's eyes roll and heard her huff the huff of a put upon teenager forced to spend time with her least favorite parent. His fault, he knew. He only saw her every other weekend, per Catherine's legal request, although he really hadn't fought it all that hard. "We're burning daylight."

    "What does that even mean?" Alicia sniped as she climbed out of the car, slung a backpack onto one shoulder and hefted a suitcase from the seat beside her. Her blond hair shone in the sunlight and the pink halter top and white shorts she wore hugged her tanned form nicely. The kid was a knock out, no question about it. Catherine might be a shrew and their marriage might have been a disaster, but they made damn fine-looking kids together. "Nobody says that anymore and besides, it's night time."

    In truth, and even though it made him some special kind of asshole, he'd been relieved to realize Alicia's birthday fell on one of her mother's weekends, this year. He had still planned to see her, of course - after all, his little girl only turned eighteen once - and had a gift picked out long in advance, but he also really enjoyed the notion that he could leave when and if things got tense. Like they were now.

    This was going to be such a lovely weekend. Jason heaved a sigh and turned his gaze toward Catherine who was already shifting the car into reverse.

    He hoped her boss gave her crabs.

    "Bye, honey! Happy birthday! I'll call you!" Catherine called to Alicia who tossed something like a wave over her shoulder in reply. "Goodbye, Jason."

    "Bye," he said and turned to follow Alicia inside. Catherine was gone well before he closed the front door behind him.

    His house was on the small side, just two bedrooms, with two baths, an office, living room, and kitchen. Alicia generally took the guest room when she stayed over for his visitation weekends and Val took the pull out sofa in the office. Val was twenty and away at college more than he was home these days. Jason kind of wished Val was with them this weekend. With Val he had a buffer for Alicia's unpredictable moods. His son had some kind of calming effect on the girl. It was like magic.

    "So," he ventured as he leaned against the doorway to the spare room and watched her dump her bags into the closet. So much for unpacking. "You want to make a run to the grocery store? I grabbed some snacks for the weekend, but thought you might like to pick out your cake?"

    "I get a cake?" She asked, still huffy, and flung herself down to sit on the bed.

    "Of course," He answered, frowning at her. "Why wouldn't you? It's your birthday."

    "Not like you or mom actually care."

    Jason grit his teeth, counted to five, and answered as calmly as he could. "That's not true. I love you and I had every intention of seeing you this weekend even before your mom got called away. And I know she wanted to be here, but she's got that important conference with her boss."

    Alicia snorted and muttered something that sounded suspiciously like 'booty call'. He tried not to smirk. His daughter was a handful, alright, and very little escaped her notice.

    "I'm eighteen, Dad!" She yelled, face flushing with anger. "I should be able to do whatever I want for my birthday! It's not fair I can't spend it with my friends."

    "You're still in high school and living at home with your mother. Until those things are no longer true, you have to have some kind of supervision. We've been through this."

    Alicia's academic progress imploded right around the time Jason's marriage to her mother took a nosedive. They tried sending her to a child psychologist, but his too sharp daughter just ran rings around the dopey woman while her grades continued to slip, her attendance at school dropped rapidly, and her visits to the juvenile detention center increased. She'd been forced to repeat her sophomore year as a result of all the trouble, barely scraped by on her second go at it, then fell out again her junior year. She was, he sincerely hoped, graduating as a senior this year. Long after her classmates.

    It was a tough situation for a willful kid. It wasn't exactly a picnic for her parents, either.

    "Look, sweetie, I know this is hard-"

    "What do you know about it?" Alicia demanded, getting to her feet and gesturing wildly.

    "You don't know anything about me. You barely even see me! You don't give a damn about me and I am not sure you ever did!"

    That got his attention. He scowled and pushed off the door, stepping into the room and looming over the angry teen. Even though she was a grown woman, he still towered over her by nearly a foot. She'd inherited his wife's short stature along with her curvaceous figure. It was a combination that ensured she'd be spending a great deal of money on high heels over the course of her life, but she would always, always have men's attention.

    She certainly had his, now, although it had nothing to do with her tits and ass.

    "You want to be treated like an adult then start acting like one, damn it!" He shouted and her words trailed off in surprise. She was used to him being the even-tempered one out of her parents. Shouting was more her mother's thing than his - he tried to be the fun dad, damn it - but with the stress he was under at work and the headache still thrumming behind his eyes, well... he'd had it. "You're here for the weekend whether you like it or not and I'll be damned if I'm going to spend it listening to you throw a tantrum for the next two days."

    "Dad..."

    He wasn't in the mood to listen anymore. "Get changed and get your ass in bed. We'll talk more tomorrow when you can act like something other than a spoiled brat."

    Even though she looked a bit more timid than she had earlier, she still found her voice to protest. "But, it's not even eight o'clock!"

    "I. Don't. Care." He snarled, taking a step closer and watching as she took a step back. "Maybe I'm the world's worst dad, but I'm still your dad and you will listen to me. I'm tired and I do not have the energy for this. Bed. You. Now."

    He turned and stormed out of the room, slamming the door solidly behind him. He winced. Damn it. He'd spent the whole day coaching himself on staying calm in the face of teen angst and being supportive for her this weekend, but after a few acerbic words from her mouth, all he wanted to do was put her over his knee. That... hmmm.

    Jason shook his head sharply, ignoring the spasms of pain that shot through his temples at the motion. That was not something he needed to be thinking about right now. Damn, he must have been sicker than he thought. Painkillers, sleep, and then maybe tomorrow would be better.

    The room was dark and the house quiet when Jason woke a few hours later. His headache had dimmed to nearly gone. He stretched, took a deep breath, and released it slowly. Before he even fell asleep, he already felt bad about the blow up with Alicia. Yeah, she was acting like a brat, but he was supposed to be the responsible one. He should know better than to lose his temper. It wasn't like he didn't have practice dealing with her mood swings.

    And, if he was being fair, she did have a little bit of a point. Not that he didn't love her, he did. Maybe he could be a little more active in her life, though. He was going to have to talk to Catherine. They could arrange more visits. The visitation agreement had been drawn up immediately after the divorce when tempers were still flaring. Given Catherine's new found interest in career advancement, plus the fact that Alicia would soon be graduating high school and beyond needing any kind of custody arrangements, he bet his ex would jump at the chance to change some things.

    That wouldn't help him with this weekend, though.

    Jason sighed and got to his feet, stretching again as he walked barefoot, clad only in boxers and a t-shirt to his door and opened it softly. Ordinarily, with Alicia in the house, he'd be strict about being fully clothed any time he stepped out of his bedroom, but as late as it was, he decided not to bother. He just wanted to check on her and then he'd be going right back to bed.

    At first, he thought all was quiet in the house, but after a moment he realized there was a faint light and voice coming from Alicia's room. A glance at the clock on his dresser told him it was just past one in the morning.

    He walked out into the hallway and down to her door. At the door, he paused and heard her soft voice. It was too faint to understand the words, but he recognized Alicia's voice and then her laughter. The only way to describe it was... sexy. That was not a sound he ever heard her make before.

    Unable to resist, he grasped the door knob and turned it very slowly, quietly, and pushed the door open a tiny crack. Oh.

    Christ.

    Jason blinked several times, unable to tear his gaze away from what he was seeing. The faint light under the door was given by a three wick, jar candle burning brightly on the bedside table. Apparently, it was one of those scented candles. The smell of birthday cake hung sweet and thick in the room.

    There on her bed was Alicia. She was lying on her left side, feet toward the bedroom door, facing the dresser where her laptop sat open. There was enough of a dim glow from the screen that he could tell it was on. All of that registered as a dim second to the fact that his little girl was naked. Completely, utterly, beautifully, naked.

    Her wavy blond hair hung loose over her bare shoulders. His gaze traced the line of her spine and the sweet, perfect curve of her ass. One leg was bent and held wide with one hand, giving what he could only assume was her online audience a gloriously unobstructed view of her pussy while her other hand worked the thick end of a red, tapered candle in and out of her.

    "Ooooh," she whispered and licked her lips, never taking her eyes from the laptop. "Fuck, I'm so close..."

    Jason's breath caught. In the back of his mind, he knew he should put a stop to this. Somewhere, maybe all over the world, there were people watching his baby girl fuck herself and she was entirely too comfortable in front of the camera to be performing like this for the first time. Hell, she was a little too comfortable with that candle inside her, too.

    He reached a hand down to press against his crotch, trying in vain to slow the reaction he knew he shouldn't be having. His cock, swelling hard and fast inside his boxers, ached. Every breathless whine from that bed shot straight to his groin and made him throb with want.

    "Fuuuuuck," Alicia gasped, her hips rocking up off the bed as she fucked herself hard and fast with the candle shaft. The twisting expression on her face, tightly closed eyes, and wide, panting lips, along with the slick, glistening red candle sliding in and out of her tight pussy made it clear she'd reached her climax.

    Jason watched her cum, almost unconsciously stroking himself through his boxers. His eyes never left the candle, watching it plunge into her. He'd forgotten the online audience and forgotten that the pussy he was aching for was so very off limits. All he could think was how good it would feel to sink into her and ride to his own orgasm.

    Alicia rolled slowly onto her back, laughing breathlessly, breasts heaving as she came down from her high. She left her legs splayed wide, although from that angle, Jason was the only one who got a good view. The laptop was only seeing her profile.

    She slipped the candle from inside her and turned her face back toward the camera, smiling a lazy smile as she brought the warm wax to her lips and licked it clean. A shiver ran through Jason and he gave the head of his cock, peeking through the slit in his boxers, a squeeze to hold back. It was one thing to quietly watch his nineteen year old daughter pleasure herself; it was another thing entirely to get caught jerking off while doing it. He was about to step away and go back to his room when he heard her soft voice again.

    "Okay, boys and girls." Alicia got slowly sat up and leaned over, pursing her lips and blowing out the birthday cake scented candle. "Thanks for celebrating my birthday with me." She padded unselfconsciously to her dresser, leaning forward so that her sweet, full breasts bounced toward the screen and back. She smiled seductively and winked at the camera, then tapped a key, presumably to end the video.

    Jason didn't wait to see what would happen next. He hurried back to his room, his gait awkward with the raging hard on between his legs. He silently closed his bedroom door and leaned back against it, breathing deep, ragged breaths and trying to wrap his mind around what he'd seen... and how he'd reacted.

    "Not good," he breathed even as his hand moved to free his weeping cock from his shorts. Jason knew it was wrong, but he couldn't stop himself from remembering every breathy sigh and every roll of those hips while he stroked himself to a quick, desperately needed release.

    Yeah, this was going to be a very difficult weekend, indeed.


    Jason woke very early the next morning. Before his mind had been blown by his daughter's after hours peep show, he'd been planning to get up and shop early for a birthday cake to surprise her. He did want to apologize for their fight the night before and he figured a few hours out in the fresh air would clear his head. It hadn't. When he returned and didn't stumble upon another recording he was actually a little disappointed. Christ, there really was something wrong with him.

    A quick check of Alicia's room found her sleeping peacefully. After the night she had, he wasn't surprised that she slept deep and sound. He didn't go so far as to check under the blankets, but he was pretty sure she was no longer naked. There was a strip of blue across her shoulder that he was pretty sure was a spaghetti strap to a pair of pajamas.

    The laptop was closed on her dresser and the birthday cake candle was still on the bedside table. The red candle was nowhere to be seen. He knew he didn't have any in the house, so she must have brought it with her from home. It made him wonder what else she had hidden away in her bags.

    "Down, boy," he muttered to himself and pulled her door closed.

    Back in the kitchen, he carefully cut a slice of the chocolate cake, the thick buttercream icing giving off a scent so similar to the candle that had haunted his dreams the night before. He swallowed hard, shoved that thought aside and arranged the cake slice on a small plate. One, perfect, pink buttercream rose crowned it. He pressed a birthday candle in just beneath the rose, pocketed a cigarette lighter, and carried the plate and a fork back to his daughter's room.

    Quietly, he crept back into the room and sat down on the edge of her bed. He reached over with his free hand and set it on her shoulder to shake her gently. "Rise and shine, birthday girl."

    Alicia started slightly and blinked her eyes open, looking sleepily up at him. It took a moment for the confusion to shift into remembered anger and then wariness. Her gaze fell on the cake and she raised an eyebrow. "Cake? In bed?"

    "Why not? You're an adult, right?" He smiled, hoping like hell that his face didn't show any of what he was thinking. Those words and this room and the smell of sugar... he shifted slightly.

    "That's not what you said last night," she reminded him carefully, sitting up in bed. Her blanket slipped down to pool at her waist. Yeah, that was a spaghetti strap top she was wearing. The baby blue fabric was tight across every curve. Moving from the heat under the blanket to the cooler air of the room, her nipples tightened and pushed forward.

    He forced his eyes to meet hers and swallowed before he answered, as casually as he could. "I know and I'm sorry about the yelling. Honestly, I was just a little hurt that you didn't think I'd want to spend your birthday with you." When she started to speak he held his hand up and continued quickly, "And I know why you did. You and me... we haven't spent as much time together as we should have and that's my fault. I want you to know that I'm going to talk to your mom as soon as I see her again and we're going to make new arrangements."

    "Yeah?" He could see the corners of her mouth trying to turn up in a smile. He grinned and nodded. "What kind of arrangements?"

    "More time," he answered with a little self-conscious shrug. "Thinking maybe add some weeks in, instead of just a weekend here and there. If you'd want that..."

    She nodded slowly, smiling for real now. "I'd like that."

    "Me, too, baby." Jason produced the cigarette lighter from his pocket with a flourish and lit the birthday candle. His grin widened when Alicia laughed and sat up straighter, eyeing the cake and candle with delight. "Make a wish."

    Alicia took a breath and held it, face a picture of concentration for a few seconds, before she leaned in a bit and blew gently on the tiny candle.

    "What'd you wish for?" He asked, holding out the fork.

    "Can't tell you," she answered playfully, ignoring the fork for a moment as she pulled the candle from the cake and sucked the frosting from the shaft.

    Jesus. She was going to kill him. He took a steadying breath. "Why not?"

    "Because, it won't come true!" She plucked the fork and plate from his hands and took a bite of the cake, moaning happily.

    Yeah, it was time to go.

    "I'm gonna start breakfast. Come on in when you're ready," he told her and didn't exactly bolt from the room. It was close, though.

    Breakfast passed without incident. Alicia was bubbly. happy, and fully dressed, thank God, delighting over the stack of chocolate chip pancakes he presented. Jason listened indulgently, interjecting when necessary, but mostly just enjoying her chatter. He loved her like this... open and playful. It was like it used to be, when she was young and still very much a daddy's girl.

    No, he definitely didn't want to go down that mental road right now. Not after he'd spent the morning rationalizing what had happened the night before. As long as he was only watching, he told himself, then he wasn't doing anything really terrible.

    "Ready for presents?" He asked as he dropped the last of the breakfast dishes into the sink to clean later.

    "Are you kidding? I'm always ready for presents!" Alicia bounced in her seat and Jason did his best not to linger on how that made her breasts move under her shirt. "What'd you get me?"

    "C'mon in the living room and find out." Jason swept past her, pausing to tug on one lock of silky hair and laughed when she swatted at his hand, before he disappeared into the living room. His original idea for birthday gifts had been a new mp3 player and a gift card to the mall which, while not terrible gifts, were more impersonal than he wanted. He'd make a second stop while he was out getting her cake to pick up something else.

    They sat on the couch and he passed her a medium sized, brightly wrapped box. He held his breath and watched her tear into the wrapping. Inside, she found a brand new digital camera. It wasn't strictly top of the line, not professional, but he'd spent a fair bit more on it than he planned to. It took photos as well as videos in incredibly high definition and had ample storage for... whatever she might decide to record.

    "Wow!" Her eyes lit up as she scanned the box, noting the variety of features. After a moment, her face turned a shade pinker. "What, uh, what made you pick this?"

    It was the perfect moment to tell her what he'd seen. He could come clean and leave everything on the table. Let her decide if she ever wanted to come back to his house or pretend she'd never heard of him. He took a breath.

    And lied.

    "I just thought, well, you're a senior this year. You're going to be doing so many big things... prom, senior trips... I figured you'd want a way to keep those memories."

    "Right." Alicia smiled, looking a little more relaxed and maybe a little speculative. "I'll send you copies so you don't miss anything."

    He nodded. "I'd like that. Just remember, we're spending more time together starting now, right?"

    "You bet!" She leaned in and kissed his cheek. "Thanks, Daddy."

    Whatever else he might have said to that was moot when her phone rang. Alicia snatched the device from the coffee table and peered at the display. "It's Jessica. I'll be right back, okay?"

    Jason nodded and watched her disappear with the phone and camera. Jessica was Alicia's best friend and had been since they were in kindergarten. The two were practically sisters, even now. He had been a little surprised that the other girl kept in touch after she graduated and Alicia hadn't. Less surprising was his daughter's return a few moments later, pleading to be allowed to have a birthday lunch with her friend.

    It was on the tip of Jason's tongue to refuse. They'd only just been talking about spending more time together and her birthday really was the perfect place to start. Of course, refusing might not be very conducive to that relaxed, fun weekend he'd been hoping for. Another though struck him, then, and he felt his pulse jump. With her out of the house, hmm...

    "Sure, kiddo. Just don't spend all day out, okay?" He flashed a lopsided smile. "Your old man wants to see you, too."

    She laughed and flung her arms around his neck, sprawling haphazardly and nearly in his lap. "I promise. Thank you!"

    Jason hugged her, pressing his nose into her soft hair and breathing deeply of the apples and cherry scent of her shampoo. She was nearly vibrating with excitement, which did nothing to help him keep himself in check. He could feel the soft curves of her breasts crushed against his chest. Her ass was precariously close to sitting directly on his cock where it was starting to stir with every breath he took of her scent. Jason bit back a groan thinking of her ass and his cock and how much he resented the layers of fabric between them right now.

    "Okay, okay," he forced a strangled laugh and patted her arms, trying to move her to put some space between their bodies. "Go get ready. Is she picking you up?"

    "Yep!" Alicia didn't let go immediately and her happy bounce of confirmation drew a grunt in response. It was his imagination - had to be his imagination - that she was that she was putting more wiggle into the hug than strictly necessary. "Can I take my camera?"

    "It's yours, baby. Do what you want with it." He hoped she had no idea just how serious he was about that.

    Alicia beamed a smile at him and wriggled off his lap, snatched up the camera, and disappeared down the hall to her room. By the time Jason heard Jessica honk her car horn outside, he'd managed to get his hard on to wilt enough to see his daughter out. Calling a last admonition to the girls to be careful, he waved until they backed out of the driveway and disappeared down the street. Then, he turned back inside.

    Jason rested his forehead on the cool wood of the door, feeling his pulse race in both his chest and his cock. Every heart beat sent an answering throb downstairs that made him want to rip off all his clothes and jerk himself off right then and there. He had one thing he wanted to do, first.

    He turned down the hall and walked into Alicia's room. Clothes were strewn here and there, which he noted and then dismissed. He'd given a fleeting thought to snatching a pair of her panties, but panties had never really been his thing. He much preferred what was in them. Besides, with her limited clothes supply at his house, a missing pair would be noticed, more likely than not.

    The laptop still sat on the dresser and he opened it, powering it on. Part of him had been worried he'd be thwarted by password protection, but to his surprise, the machine booted up right to the desktop. He laughed a moment later when he realized why. The entire desktop was littered with files, folders, and assorted digital junk. He recognized some folders that seemed to be homework related, some that appeared to be related to celebrities and bands Alicia liked. Jason could imagine his ex-wife getting a notion to check up on their daughter by snooping on her laptop, but abandoning that plan quickly when faced with this wall of information.

    "That's my girl," he chuckled, moving the mouse pointer to the menu button. Catherine might have been daunted, but he did deeper digging every day at work. Just never on his own kids.

    It took next to no time at all to find the program she used to record herself and the site she uploaded the video to. Jason made note of it and then started to search the laptop's saved files for any more suspicious looking videos. He found seven files that seemed promising and, after a moment's struggle with his conscience, emailed them to himself.

    Finished with his search, he very carefully made sure there were no indications he'd ever been on the laptop and shut it down. He was fully hard before the slim machine was even completely dark.

    His heart raced and his hand sweat where it clutched the paper with the site's address. In the office, he closed the door behind him, sat down at his desk and booted up his own computer. The site was set up like any other pay-for-porn site he'd ever seen. He signed up for a user account under a fake name, plugged in his credit card info without a second thought, and then searched through the salacious offerings. The keywords 'birthday' and 'red candle' brought him what he needed.

    The video was filed under the name of Candie Buttons. His daughter's face smoldered at him from Candie's profile listing her as having an "insatiable pussy that is as sweet as her smile." So far, Candie had only a small handful of videos and Jason was pretty sure he knew how the last one ended.

    "Christ," he breathed, staring at her profile picture. The shot was from the waist up, with Alicia's blonde hair pulled into two braids, one on either side of her head. She wore a cotton candy-pink, push up bra that was cut to show just a teasing hint of the top of her nipples. Her pink lips were wrapped around a red Blow Pop that was being used to full effect, if her concave cheeks were to be believed. "Fuck," he whispered again.

    This was wrong on every level. His baby girl shouldn't be recording herself doing sexual things and he most definitely should not be moving the mouse with his trembling hand to click on her most recent video. Except, she was and he was and his cock strained against the zipper of his jeans in anticipation.

    "Happy birthday to me," Alicia sang on the video. The site informed him that it was a recording of a previously live stream, just as he'd expected. "Good evening, boys." She was sitting on the edge of her bed, legs crossed, leaning back with her arms braced behind her. A deep red, lacy nightie hugged her body in all the right places and her posture only served to thrust her breasts more forward.

    "Where did she get that?" He wondered, letting his gaze rake over the lingerie. Her mother sure as fuck hadn't bought it. That, he knew for damn sure.

    "Oh!" On the video, he saw her look down, apparently reading something on the laptop screen. "Good evening boys and girls!" She looked back up, lifted a hand and waved, giggling. "I'm so glad you're all here to help me celebrate."

    Jason groaned and cupped a hand over his aching crotch. He gave his cock a squeeze, his mind's eye picturing men and women sitting at their computers, watching his little girl.

    On the screen, Alicia struck a match and leaned over, using it to light the birthday cake candle's three wicks. "See, at midnight tonight, I turned nineteen and, for days, people have been asking me... what do you want for your birthday?"

    She looked up from the candle, flicking the match aside and stretching back once more, giving a luscious view down the length of her body. The lace was sheer and in the flickering candle light, he could see her pale, brown nipples were tight under the nightie.

    "I couldn't exactly tell them that the thing I wanted most was to have a thick, hard cock pounding my pussy, now could I?" Alicia giggled. "So, I told them whatever. My mom got me an iPod." On the screen, Alicia rolled her eyes and Jason was glad he changed his gift idea, even if he had picked out the new gift with... less than pure intentions. "My big brother slipped me a bottle of rum, because he's the best." Alicia held her finger to her lips and made a shhhh sound. "Don't tell anybody."

    "And my dad," she continued, her full lips turning down into a pout, "Just told me I was a brat and sent me to bed without anything!"

    Jason winced, his ardor cooling a little when he remembered that it was exactly what he'd done. Yeah, he definitely could have handled it better. Still, they were making progress today, weren't they? Incredibly awkward hugs notwithstanding.

    His breath caught as he watched the recording of his daughter roll over onto her belly, arms stretched out across the bed, back to the camera, bent over the edge of the bed with her bare ass on full display. Her legs were tight together so he couldn't see everything, but oh, he could see plenty.

    "Maybe he should have spanked me?" She mused, peeking back over her shoulder and shimmying her ass a bit. "What do you think?"

    She reached a hand back and have one cheek a sharp slap. A red outline of her slim hand appeared on her pale flesh. Jason moaned and squeezed himself again. He nearly jumped out of his chair when he heard his daughter's voice ask, "Do you like that, Daddy?"

    It took long seconds for him to relax after he realized the voice was still from the recording. He settled back in the seat, spreading his legs wide and reaching for his zipper. It shouldn't have sounded so good to hear her sweet voice say 'Daddy' like that, but he was fucked if it didn't. And when she continued to spank herself, moaning again and again for her 'Daddy', he knew his zipper wasn't going to stand a chance if he didn't set his cock free very soon.

    On the screen, Alicia continued to spank herself until both cheeks glowed with a faint, redness. Then she spread her legs slowly. Inch by inch, her pussy came into view, folds already glistening from her desire. She squirmed on the bed, arms pulling back through the tiny shoulder straps of the nightie and letting the lace pool at her waist. It was little more than a belt at this point and Jason couldn't tear his gaze away from every bit of smooth skin she revealed.

    On the video, she arched her back and ground herself against the edge of the bed, hips swaying in slow, rocking motions as if a lover knelt behind her, fucking her slowly. She whined and squirmed, obviously not getting what she needed merely from writhing around.

    Jason couldn't hold back any longer. He gripped his cock at the base and started to stroke, slow, long motions that built his need higher. His eyes never left the screen as his beautiful daughter rolled slowly once more, sitting up straight, her legs still wide, breasts swaying with her heavy breathing.

    "Wanna see the present I got myself?" She breathlessly asked her audience and then got to her feet, letting the nightie fall to the floor, forgotten. She bent at the waist, thrusting her ass into the air and wiggling it teasingly as she rummaged in the bedside table drawer.

    "Yesss," Jason hissed when he saw her straighten up and present the candle with a flourish. Getting a better view of it, he could see that it was not tapered like he thought the night before. The candle was about an inch in width from base to tip. The bottom of the candle had been carefully carved and smoothed to remove the sharp edge it'd come with.

    "Bet you don't think a candle is much of a present, do you?" She grinned again, her playful smile turning searing. "And yeah, as a candle, it's not much. But..."

    Alicia sat back down on the bed and held the candle by its tip. The base she raised to her lips, flicked her tongue across the 'head' teasingly for a second, then wrapped her lips around it and began to suck.

    Eight inches of wax never looked so good.

    Her cheeks hollowed and an obscene sound of sucking spilled out from his computer's speakers and filled his ears. His hand on his cock sped up, his mind blending the sounds and the touch of his hand to imagine what it would feel like to have her there, on her knees between his legs, her soft mouth suckling at his cock like it was candy. With images like that, he really wasn't going to last long.

    On the screen, Alicia sucked and licked the candle. The red wax glimmered in the faint light, clearly slick from her ministrations. She made a real show of it, taking the shaft down deep in her throat... deeper than he ever would have imagined she could. That could only have been the result of practice; real practice. He wondered if it was strictly from candle play or had some lucky bastard been her practice tool?

    The thought of her with some half-wit, teenage boy made his blood boil. He jerked his cock harder, imagining it. She was too good for them. Any of them.

    A tiny string of saliva stretched between her lips and the candle head when she pulled it back and he watched it until it snapped, giving her mouth an even more slippery look. Alicia was breathing heavier now and he watched her tip over to the side with her head on the pillows. She stretched out on that side and then gripped one knee, bending her leg and spreading them wide. Just as he'd seen the night before.

    "Bet it doesn't look so boring now," Alicia whispered, her eyes glassy with lust as she pushed the warm, wet tip of the candle into her waiting pussy. Her eyes rolled back and she gave a long, low groan as it filled her slowly.

    Jason could feel his balls tightening while his hungry gaze watched that candle disappear inside his daughter. Last night, he'd been too shocked to truly enjoy the sight, but now, unobstructed, he could see every glorious detail. The video quality wasn't perfect and he spared half a second to be glad he'd paid out the extra cash for the better camera he bought her. Only half a second, though. His cock was in charge of his brain right now and all it wanted was to imagine sinking deep into that inviting pussy and thrusting until he could go no more.

    On the screen, Alicia had released her knee and was using her free hand to twist and pull at one nipple. She pushed her breast toward her face and leaned toward it, her tongue just long enough to reach the tight little nub at the center and tease with just the tip.

    "I wish," she panted, "One of you was here to help me out." Each word came on the heels of a pant or moan. "I need someone to suck my tits. Oh God, or my clit."

    She whined and squirmed, bucking her hips and Jason came, those words on her sweet lips too much. He gave a long, loud groan. Cum splashed across his fist and he kept stroking himself hard and fast until every last drop was wrung out.

    It had been a little while since he had someone in his bed and he had a lot of tension pent up. Last night's quick jerking off did more to add tension than it had to release it. That tension was all gone now and he sprawled in his chair, cock lying limp against his belly, cum drying everywhere, clothes in disarray, as he watched Alicia finish herself off in the video, just as he'd seen the night before. Good God, she was gorgeous. If she kept this up, she'd make a fortune online.

    It was then he really accepted that he had absolutely no intention of ever trying to stop her. He reached his sticky hand up to click the mouse pointer on the 'subscribe' button on her profile. He couldn't wait for the next update. In the meantime, there were more uploaded videos to watch, plus the ones he found on Alicia's hard drive.

    Jason smiled and reached for the tissue box on his desk to clean himself up. His baby girl would be home soon. Those other videos would have to wait.

    The anticipation would make them better.

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