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  TRIPLE Checking Her Cherry

  Copyright 2014 by Sarah Sethline

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  Other books in the Checking Her Cherry series:

  Checking Her Cherry

  Checking Her Cherry, Too

  Checking Her "Other" Cherry

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  "Daddy, do you have a minute?"

  I looked up from the pile of paperwork on my desk, my mouth going slightly agape as I did. I couldn't help it -- my 19-year-old stepdaughter, Cami, was just so damn sexy. She was leaning against the door in an almost seductive manner, her breasts bulging from her taut white blouse, and her skirt -- raised up from having a leg against the frame -- was barely covering her hot young pussy.

  Funny how St. Mary's University said its uniforms were supposed to promote modesty, as my stepdaughter was dripping of sex, and she didn't have a clue. And the light shining behind Cami only served to accentuate her curves even more.

  "I'm, uh... kind of busy, sweetie. Can we chat over supper?" I replied as I pretended to shuffle through some papers.

  It was sort of the truth, but really, I was hoping my stepdaughter would've changed into something less tempting by then.

  Cami returned the leg that'd been resting against the frame to the ground and moved to face me. She twisted a lock of her long blonde hair around her index finger nervously.

  "Uh, Daddy -- it's kind of a big deal," insisted Cami.

  "Can you please just spare five minutes?"

  I groaned a little inside -- she wasn't making this very easy for me. But as much as I lusted after the girl, I loved her, too, so of course I couldn't say no.

  "You know I can, Princess. Why don't you come sit on Daddy's lap and tell him what's up?"

  My cock, that's what.

  Cami got almost as excited as I was and rushed over to position her tight, fine ass thisclose to my junk. I could feel my cock raging in my pants, struggling against the confines of the fabric.

  What to do with my hands, what to do with my hands...

  At first I grabbed onto her hips, but decided against it upon realizing it's where I'd put 'em if I was going to bend her over and plow her hard. So I moved them into her lap instead... but wait -- now they were right on top of her pussy!

  I finally settled for a simple interlock around her waist. It seemed like the only option that didn't scream: I want to fuck my daughter hard! RIGHT NOW!

  Again Cami appeared nervous as she glanced around the room, as if she were seeing my office for the very first time.

  "What is it, Pumpkin?" I prompted.

  The longer that sweet ass of hers sat in my lap, the more dangerous it was growing for my cock. I didn't want her to know she was making me rock hard, because boy, would that be hard to explain. Better get her little question over with as fast as possible.

  "Well, Daddy... It's-- it's kind of embarrassing," said Cami softly.

  "You know you can tell me anything, Sugar," I assured her.

  And I meant it.

  "Uh, yeah. You're right. Well, this is... of a medical nature," said my daughter.

  "Are you sick?" I asked, looking into her eyes with concern.

  "No, I... I don't think so," replied Cami.

  "Don't think so? So you're not sure?" I responded.

  "Well, my problem... it's kind of tricky, you see."

  I had no idea what my little girl was alluding to.

  "Cami, I love you, baby, but you need to stop being so vague. You need to tell me what's going on."

  My daughter took a deep breath in, and I tried really hard not to watch her huge tits swell as she did... honest.

  "It's a private problem... or rather, a problem with my privates."

  Oh god! Not the kind of talk a father wants to hear from his teen daughter! Did she have a STD? Was she pregnant?!

  "Hmm, a 'personal problem', I see... Well, honey, I know we've never talked about sex, but I figured at 19, you must know everything you need to know by now. Wait, wait... didn't they teach you about sex at school? DIDN'T THEY TEACH YOU TO USE A CONDOM?!"

  I was huffing and puffing and halfway to a panic attack.

  "Calm down, Daddy!" scolded Cami.

  "First off, you're forgetting it's a Catholic college, so no, they haven't taught me anything about sex."

  Then what the hell kind of education was her mother having me paying for??

  "And I'm not pregnant."

  "You sure?" I inquired nervously.

  She did say she had a problem with her pussy, after all...

  "Of course I'm sure, Daddy! Unless virgins can get pregnant..."

  My sweet, innocent baby girl's little pussy was unspoiled still? God, how this news got me excited as fuck!

  It had to be some miracle of God that my stepdaughter -- with her curvy frame, smack-worthy ass and luscious tits -- hadn't yet had her pussy ravaged by scores of horny young cocks.

  "So, uh, what seems to be the problem, then?"

  Cami took another deep breath in.

  "I seem to be having this issue... down there... you know, in my, uh... vagina."

  What a brave girl my little girl was being, opening up to me like this. Maybe I could get her to "open up to me" in another way later...

  "You're having a feminine problem?" I probed.

  My daughter nodded.

  "Go on."

  "You see, I was talking to some of the other girls at the academy, and they all confirmed that their monthly friend only visits for a few days."

  "Monthly friend?" I asked, feeling a bit dumbfounded.

  Cami giggled.

  "You know -- my period, Daddy."

  "Ohhh," I replied, sounding stupid.

  "Do you want me to call your mom so you can talk to her about it?"

  My wife was away on a business trip, like always. Poor Cami hardly ever got to see the woman.

  "No, that's okay. I need someone I can talk to about this face-to-face."

  I gave my daughter a big smile and said, "Well, I'm all ears."

  "Okay, good," answered Cami.

  "The thing is Daddy, my period lasts way longer than any of my friends. Sometimes it goes for a full two weeks."

  I do a lot of medical reading in my downtime, so I knew exactly what to say to this.

  "Some women have shorter periods, some women have longer, while others fall somewhere in between. If this is how it's always been for you, then there's no reason to be alarmed."

  I patted my daughter's leg, hoping I was doing a good job easing her worry.

  "Even if I get wicked bad side effects?" whimpered Cami, her lower lip starting to tremble.

  "How bad are we talkin', honey?"

  My daughter looked me straight in the eye and said, "I feel so bad during it that by the end of the day, all I can do after school is go home and lie down."

  I gave Cami a sympathetic look.

  I didn't like hearing my baby girl was in pain. I only wanted her to feel pleasure!

  "That sounds awful, sweetie. Yeah, I definitely think you may have an issue here. What you're reporting sounds pretty severe."

  "Oh gosh, Daddy! What should I do?!" exclaimed Cami, who turned to nuzzle herself against my chest.

  I now had a clear shot down the V of her top, her milky, full tits just sitting there, taunting me. I had to avert my eyes, before I was rendered speechless.

  "Sounds like you need to book an appointment with a gyno."

  "A what?" sobbed Cami, sweet innocent thing she was.

  "You know, a doctor who specializes in pussies... er, vaginas."
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  "Gross!" squealed Cami.

  "You can't really expect me to be okay with some weirdo poking around down there, especially if the doctor is a male!"

  "It's their job, Cam. There's no reason to feel scared or weirded out," I tried to assure her.

  "They see dozens of women's vaginas every day. They won't be taking a special interest in yours, I promise."

  "I know, Daddy," sighed Cami.

  "But you always taught me my flower is a special place -- that I'm to protect it from strangers."

  "And that is still 100 percent the case, but a gyno is the one exception to that rule."

  I started to stroke my daughter's long, flowing hair, seeing if I could soothe her.

  "But Daddy, I'm still scared!" cried Cami.

  "You read a lot of medical things -- can't you do it? Can't you check my pussy?"

  Hell yes did I want to check her pussy! And not just check it, but touch it, lick it, FUCK IT...

  "Oh, honey, I don't know... I'd love to help, but it would require me seeing you naked, and... that would be... sort of out-of-line."

  "No it wouldn't be, Daddy! It'd just be me, your daughter, whom you're trying to help..."

  Cami was frantically scanning my eyes, her baby blues pleading with my hazels to just say yes.

  I took a deep breath in, then let out a big, am-I-gonna-go-to-jail-for-this sigh.

  "You really won't be bothered by your ol' dad seeing you naked?"

  Now I was the one pleading -- with the heavens, with the gods -- that Cami would confirm my seeing her naked was, indeed, what she really wanted.

  "It beats having some stranger with a speculum do it! I trust you, Daddy."

  Famous last words.

  "It'll be no different than you taking care of me when I have a cold," assured my stepdaughter with a smile.

  Alright, if she said so...

  "Okay, hon, I'll give you your preliminary exam. But if I determine something's really wrong, I want you to agree to see a real doctor later."

  "Okey-dokey, Daddy!" cheered Cami, who wrapped her arms around my neck and leaned in to give me a kiss.

  It was a kiss on the lips, like she always gave me, but by that point, she'd gotten me so worked up with her dress and her talk, I found it a little hard to contain myself...

  I forced my tongue into my daughter's hot little mouth, my whole body becoming electrified feeling her silky-slick tongue brush up against mine. I plunged into her hole as deep and as hard as I could as I wrestled with it, straining for every drop I could muster of her forbidden nectar before she inevitably pushed me away.

  "Daddy, what are you doing?!!" gasped Cami, who pulled herself off of me, huffing and puffing.

  Shit, shit, shit.

  "I'm sorry, baby... I guess I got a little carried away, missing your mom and all."

  I hoped to hell I hadn't just destroyed my chance to get up close and personal with her pussy!!

  Cami gave me an odd look and said, "Uh... it's okay, Daddy. Don't worry about it. These things happen."

  "These things happen"? What a wonderfully naive understanding daughter I had on my hands!

  I decided to go ahead and press my luck.

  "So, um... when did you want me to look your pussy over?"

  My daughter shot me a suspicious look.

  "You mean, when do I want you to examine me?"

  "Right, right -- nothing sexual," I promised.

  It was a promise I wouldn't be able to keep.

  "Do you have time to do it now, Daddy?"

  Cami was staring at me with big, hopeful eyes.

  I had time to do "it" whenever and wherever!

  "Sure thing, Princess. Why don't you take your clothes off and lie down on the couch over there? I can do you right now."

  Cami looked at me nervously.

  "Do I have to take everything off?"

  God dammit.

  "Well, no... you can leave your school shirt on," I admitted regretfully.

  "But I'm going to need your bottom stuff completely off in order to get a good look."

  "Cool. Thanks, Daddy," replied Cami, who began to shimmy out of her plaid mini and black lace panties.

  My eyes were like saucers as I stared lustfully at my daughter's pussy, dripping with pre-cum in anticipation. In one quick tug she had her panties on the floor, along with my jaw.

  My daughter had the sexiest, smoothest, smallest little pussy I'd ever seen. Her bush was nonexistent, which I found delightfully naughty since Cami'd claimed that sweet pussy of hers hadn't yet been broken in by a nice, big cock. Just WHO was she keeping it all primed and preened for, then?

  Cami made her way over to my expensive leather lounge, her sexy ass swaying as she went. You could bounce a quarter off that ass, no doubt. I stared, transfixed, as she laid down and got herself comfy.

  "Ready, Daddy!" she called.

  I nearly stumbled over my feet as I scrambled to get up.

  "I just need to, uh... go wash my hands," I mumbled as I hurried out of my office and into the nearby bathroom.

  I made sure to splash my face with a shot of cold water when I was done. I was tempted to douse my raging cock with some, too...

  When I came back into the room, I noticed Cami had shunned her top as well and was now completely, gloriously nude. Her perky tits appeared huge even from across the room. Every inch of her tight teen body was stretched out before me, as if she were lying there offering herself to me on a platter.

  Cami turned her head to smile at me. "I decided it looked funny, only wearing my top and having my pussy hanging out."

  Now this was the kind of logic I could get behind! My daughter certainly didn't look "funny" now...

  I grabbed a footstool and slid up right beside my daughter's pussy. I was so close to her scorching hot mound I could practically taste it -- and boy, did I want to taste it!

  "You ready for this?" I asked as I greedily gobbled up every inch of my baby's body with my eyes.

  "Oh yes, Daddy! Check my little pussy!! Check it REAL GOOD!!"

  Um, was she TRYING to get me to bust out of my pants?! Amazing how she could make such an innocent statement sound so fucking naughty.

  "Alright, honey. Now I need you to relax. The more relaxed you are, the more open your pussy will be, and the easier it will be for your daddy to see it."

  My daughter shot me a mischievous grin and purred, "Do you need me to open my legs, Daddy?"

  Hotter words were never spoken. I nodded.

  "Like thiiiiiissss," asked Cami as she moved one leg up the back of the couch and rested the other on the ground.

  She'd peeled herself apart for me, her soft, fleshy pussy sitting juicy and exposed. I could see everything: her long, luscious lips; her pink little button and her tight, puckered asshole.

  As I drooled over her hot bare snatch, I couldn't help but ask, "How long have you been shaving your pussy, honey?"

  "Awhile now," admitted my daughter meekly.

  "I don't like the way the hair feels brushing up against my panties."

  Sounded reasonable enough...

  "Plus, I read in one of Mom's magazines that boys like it better when it doesn't have any hair -- that it makes sex easier when they can dive right in."

  "Cami!!!" I couldn't help but call out. I was shocked beyond belief to hear such words coming out of my sweet, innocent baby girl!

  "Don't worry, Daddy," said Cami calmly, who reached out to give my leg a little pat.

  "I'm saving my smooth, bare pussy for Mr. Right."

  She looked at me with this undeniable twinkle in her eye when she said that, as if she were implying her daddy was the one she was saving that pussy for.

  I leaned in until I was eye-level with my daughter's tight teen twat. It looked and smelled heavenly, like a warm pie sitting out on the windowsill on a bright summer's day, except this wasn't just any pie -- this was poontang pie, the food of gods...

  "Baby, I'm going to touch your pussy now, alright? I need to b
e able to see exactly what we're dealing with here..."

  "Okay, Daddy," chirped Cami, who was being a real trooper.