Then a bit more excited and less controlled, she said quickly, “Oh, oh my. Um, what’s happening? Oh, oh my!” and she started to shudder, and she collapsed down onto my chest. She said, “Daddy, what’s happening? Somethings wrong with my body! Oh no!”
I held her in my arms and whispered, “It’s OK. Nothing is wrong. It’s all fine. Does it feel good? It’s OK. Just let it feel good. It’s a good thing. It just means that you love me, and I love you and you are feeling wifely things with me.”
April’s head shot up and she looked at me and then kissed me hard.
She said, “That was an orgasm, wasn’t it? It was, wasn’t it!”
I said, “Yes it was. Did you like it?”
She said, “It was scary. But it felt so good that I couldn’t stop. I almost did, but I couldn’t. But I thought it would happen, you know, if you were doing things to me, not if I was just sitting on you.”
I smiled and said, “April, was I doing things to you?”
She said, “No. I was just kind of rubbing on you and…”
I said, “And what?”
She said, “Well, I was wanting you to do things to me, but I don’t know what they are, so, in my mind, I was having you do things, but I couldn't see what. What does ‘fuckable’ mean? I sort of know what fucking is, because Momma explained it sort of, but what is ‘fuckable’? Why does Momma say that she feels so fuckable now like never before? Like your Fuckable Little Love Toy?”
I ignored the question for now and said, “So, in a way, I was doing things to you.”
She smiled and said, “Yeah, and I like it. Can we do it again, but this time for more real?”
I said, “Sweetie, are you sure? To do that, you have to be my wife, not my daughter.”
April got serious and said, “Daddy, stop teasing me that way. I know that. You are my husband. You call me Baby Doll and I call you Daddy, because I like it. You call the others names. Sweetie and stuff. And Kitten. I want to be a woman. And I want to be a woman with you. Oh, and I don’t want to be a Home-Wife. I want to be an Adventure-Wife. Like Harmony. It was awful being your little girl daughter and not a real woman-wife. I didn’t know it before, and I didn’t know why, but now I do. I was your wife, but I was trapped in a daughter-body, not a wife-body. But my wife-body is catching up, and so is my wife-brain, and I want wifely-activities. You could just teach me one thing right now, for just getting started. Like a present for being a woman now. Anything. And we can just do that for now. Just teach me about having your penis in my mouth or whatever that is, and we can just do that until later when I’m more older. That’s just till tomorrow anyway.”
I said, “April, you know I can’t say no to you. But are you sure?”
The look in her eyes told me that she was very sure.
I said, “There is one little thing that we could do if you want to do it again. If you want to feel an orgasm again.”
She squealed, “Yes! Show me what? Do I have to kiss it or something? I kind of wouldn’t mind. It sounds exciting. I know that to really do it, you put it in my lady-pussy, but is that what you want to do? I could do that!”
I said, “Well we’re going to let your body and your brain stop changing so fast before we do that. But I can do something else. If it’s too much, you just say so and we don’t have to. I think that you’ll like it if you try it though. If you want to feel another orgasm.”
She said, “I think I do. I won’t be scared this time. It felt good. Do it to me!”
I said, “It’s just a kiss. Lie down on your back.”
I scooted to the side and she lie down.
She said, “Just a kiss? I thought it would be more than that. Can I have an orgasm if you just kiss me? I didn’t before. But if you kiss me really hard, like a wife, maybe I will.”
I moved toward the foot of the bed and said, “I’m going to kiss your other lips.”
April gasped and said, “Oh! OK! I never heard of that before.”
I gently spread April’s knees and lowered my face toward her crotch. April started breathing hard long before I touched her. I looked between the girl’s legs at the glistening mound and thought, “Well, here goes. She’s a woman, not a little girl, and after this, there’s no turning back. This is the first touch that I have initiated. Until now, it has all been her. And that was just a kiss, or her leg on my thigh. This is a sexual act, and I’m the one doing it. I’m already committed, but this is the moment of truth. The proof is in the eating as Gerald says. OK, no turning back now.”
With that, I lowered my head between April’s thighs and breathed gently, blowing lightly against her pretty slit. She moaned and raised her hips involuntarily, trying to get closer to me. I set my lips tenderly against the folds of her pretty pink labia. They were already peeking out, just a little, from her having fingered herself and then rubbing herself to orgasm against my abdomen. There was the tiniest bit of fuzzy hair just above her slit, and I found it very attractive.
As I touched her gently, and made a kissing motion with my lips, barely nibbling a tiny bit of her flesh, April squeaked and thrust her pelvis upward at my face. I slid my hands under her buttocks to support them, but also to fondle them. I hadn’t intended to, but I did now, and I kissed her a bit harder. My tongue pushed out between my lips of its own accord, and I licked her lightly. April groaned loudly and immediately shuddered and arched her back. I backed off and just held my lips against her until she lowered herself to the bed again and relaxed. It would have been easy to keep going, to give her multiple orgasms, and even to end up making love, but I held back. I had agreed to ‘one little thing’, and I stuck to it.
I climbed up between her legs, and in that instant, I almost let my penis penetrate her instinctively. But I remembered what we were doing before it was too late and I rolled to the side to lay face down beside her, propped on my elbows so that we could talk and so that I could keep my penis out of reach.
That had been close. How easy that would have been to accidentally slide into her eager young sex. But I was glad that it hadn’t gone there yet. It would, and it would probably be very soon, now that the sexual and emotional barriers were down, but I was glad that it hadn’t happened just now.
I smiled, and April said, “Wow! That was wonderful. And it just went on and on. Forever. Do it again.”
I frowned and said, “Really?”
She grinned and said, “Please? For me? It was nice. We can do just that for now, right? You said we could. As my present for being a woman now.”
I thought, “Well, OK”, but I didn’t say it. I went back down between her legs and kissed her again, in just the same way, forcing myself not to escalate anything yet, and the results were exactly the same.
As I raised up, April said, “I like that. A lot. Wait, don’t go anywhere. Um, just put it in me. Right now. I’m all slippery and you are really big, but it fits because of love magick, right? So just do it and we can even keep it a secret if you don’t want Momma to know yet. She won’t mind though. She wants me to.”
I said, “No, Princess. Not right now.”
April said, “But, but, but, why? We can. It’s OK. It’s right there. And I need it so that well, so that it will help me get older faster and help my body change the way it has to. Daddy, if you do it, it will help me. My boobs will get bigger, I just know it. Please?” and she tried to raise her hips up against me.
I quickly lay on my stomach again and said, “Oh, Sweetie, I’m sorry, but not yet. Um, your body is still changing, and so is your brain and emotions. We have to wait. I do love you, but we have to wait a little longer. Please be patient for a little longer.”
She frowned for a moment and then smiled as if she’d had an epiphany.
She said, “Please? I want it. I want to be your wifely wife right now. Put it in me. Pretend you are giving me my unicorn, like you promised me. You said you would give me a unicorn to ride because I was your princess. Turn over and I can do what I did before, but on a nice
unicorn. From now on, your penis is my unicorn and you can let me ride it any time I want to. That’s fair, right.”
I said, “April, Sweetie, I love you. And I do want to give you whatever you want. But right now, you want something that it isn’t time for. And, listen to me. You have to be careful about pretending to be a little girl. It makes me nervous. I can’t make love to a little girl, now can I? Of course not. Playing Baby Dolls is fine, but not being a little girl and trying to do big girl things. Can you understand that? That it makes me uncomfortable?”
April grabbed me and pulled me half on top of her and said, “Of course. I’m sorry. I’m really sorry. You’re right. And I have to grow up, not act even younger than I was yesterday. Do I have to call you Ronin all the time? Can’t a woman call her husband Daddy, if she loves him enough, like I do? Like I’ll always be your devoted girl, no matter what and you will always be my protector, like a man should be, since I always wanted you to be a dad for me? I never had one. Ever. Can’t you be my Daddy and my Husband? Because I need both?”
I said, “Yes. I’ll always be both for you. I became your Daddy, and now I’m your husband, and I’ll be both for you, Sweetie. But do you understand?”
April hugged me and said, “I think I do. If I’m playing a game, it’s OK. But if I act too young, it’s no good. If I’m pretending that I’m still a teenager, that might be OK, because older girls flirt with their Daddy if he’s really a good one, but if I act like Tanya, then that’s creepy-crawly. Is that right?”
I said, “Yeah. And even an older girl can only go so far, and she can hug her father, or maybe a little kiss, but he never squeezes her or touches her in private ways or does anything that makes them feel sexual like we just did.”
April said, “Like we just did. I’m sorry. But I know what. I can be like a good version of Harmony. She’s playful and she could call you Daddy, and I could be like her, but not like a Guardian Maiden who’s angry and stuff. I’ll be the sweet one, and she can be the uppity one, and we can both be teases, and then I’ll know exactly what to do. I’ll ask her how to be like that.”
She paused and then said sweetly, “But Daddy, I really do want a…unicorn!” and she grabbed my penis!
I gasped and tried to pull away, but she had a firm hold on me and I just relaxed and stayed where I was.
I said, “Baby Doll, as soon as you are old enough to ride it and to take care of it, as long as you’re a good girl, you can ride my unicorn whenever you want to. But, not yet.”
She smiled and said, “OK. Deal. Turn over. My hand is stuck.”
I lifted up and turned onto my back, and as soon as I did, April quickly thrust her head into my lap and stuck my penis in her mouth! I gasped and grabbed her head and pulled her away. She felt wonderful, and she had me as far in her mouth as she could go, but it had to stop.
I exclaimed, “April. What are you doing?”
She looked up at me, grinning and said, “That was the arrangement, right? You were going to teach me one little thing, and then we could do that from now on. You kissed me, down there, so I get to kiss you.”
I considered telling her that wasn’t how it was going to work, but I gave in to the idea and said, “Oh, um, well, if that was the arrangement. But I just kissed you for only a few seconds, so that’s all you need to do, too.”
She immediately thrust me into her mouth again, and after a second, pulled away with a smile on her face.
She said, “You kissed me twice. Fair’s fair.”
I said, “April, you wonderful little pixie!”
She said, “I love you, Ronin. There, I said it. That was hard. Ronin. I deserve a reward,” and my penis was in her mouth again. But only for a second.
I smiled at her as she repositioned herself next me and I said, “Do you like that?”
She said, “Having you in my mouth? Yeah. I do. But, don’t we do it longer than that normally? It’s too short. That isn’t how it really works, right?”
I said, “Well, no. Usually we would go on for a lot longer.”
She said, “Good.”
After that, April seemed more or less satisfied with what she had been able to get from me for the morning and we got up, hugged for a second, and got dressed and went downstairs.
Chapter 15 - The Beginners Mind
The ladies all gathered for breakfast. Shaheen joined us, greatly recovered from her injuries, and we were all together, all 11 of us: me, the eight women, and the two children. After breakfast, Val called a short family meeting. We discussed what needed to continue being done at the house, and there was a short discussion of roles. Stacy wanted to stay home with Alice and Brenda, and April wanted to learn to be an Adventurer. We agreed that April was welcome to be part of the planning for now, but that she was still changing and needed to stay home for a day or two at least. Alice said that they would work on a comfortable, Adventurers-Only den for us to make plans and to unwind in so that Adventuring had a place to keep to itself without us talking about it all over the house. The house was a haven, and Adventuring would be relegated to the building across the street. Jack pointed out that across the street was best, because the secret tunnels went there.
The offices across the street weren’t ready at all, so for today, we would use the garden patio for planning. The Home-Wives, as April had deemed them, went off to do what they were going to do, and the Adventure-Wives and I went to the patio.
Just as we were sitting down, Harmony, as if she had been waiting to ask all morning, said, “Falcon show me what you’re wearing.”
Shaheen pulled apart her cloak and showed us that she wore nothing but her belt and the leather harness under her breasts, as she had the day before. Harmony said that it was what she had expected, and she seemed a little put out by it.
We sat down and started by asking Val and Shaheen how Shaheen’s injuries were healing. They told us that Shaheen was healing much quicker than expected. The woman was very strong, and very resilient, and the medicines, and especially the Milk of Honey, and been very effective. Shaheen was deemed well enough to join us again. At that, Harmony made a little noise, but I ignored it for now.
I said, “That’s great to hear. I was worried about you. Shaheen, I’m going back to kill that thing today. What was it? What are its strengths and weaknesses, and what do I need to know?”
Shaheen said, “It’s a kind of toxic mold. It’s a colony of organisms that act like one creature. It moves quickly, and can climb stairs, but usually not walls. It can slide under doors if there is a gap. It uses a paralyzing acid to immobilize and predigest any living thing it comes in contact with, plant or animal. The only way to kill it is to burn it. You take jars of lamp oil, put a large wick through the lid, and light it. When you throw it, the jar, glass or clay, breaks and the wick ignites it as it spreads along the ground.”
I said, “How big is it?”
She said, “Some will be a foot across. Some 100 feet. The mold itself is slightly flammable. Once it catches fire, the fire spreads and often consumes it. But when on fire, it will seek water and try to extinguish itself. And as we saw, it moves fast. It is one of the deadliest of the low-level monsters.”
I said, “OK. We need a supply of jars, lamp oil, wick material, and torches for lighting them.”
Shaheen said, “After it is hit the first time, you can throw unlit jars, just as well. If they break and spread to the fire, they ignite as well. You need one or two jars for each ten by ten foot area.”
I said, “Good. I want to go buy what we need as soon as the shops are open.”
Harmony finally spoke what was on her mind and said, “Except for one thing. Shaheen can’t come.”
Everyone looked at Harmony, but she ignored everyone but me. We locked eyes, and Harmony took a breath and softened, but didn’t back down.
She said, “Shaheen, I’m sorry. I feel angry, but I don’t want to be. I told you, you have to learn to be naked.”
Shaheen laughed and said, “Ho
w much more naked can I be?”
Harmony huffed in frustration and said, “No, you don’t understand. You may not be wearing clothes, but you aren’t naked at all. You are nude. You have to be naked. We depend on each other. We depend on Ronin. You have to depend on all of us too, or no deal. I love you, but I won’t let you put us in danger. You have experience, but not this kind. Not the dance that we do. Every day is new. Every move is a move we never made. And every move has to be exactly the one that it has to be. I don’t know how to say it. You wear your nudity like armor, but you aren’t naked.”
Shaheen looked genuinely puzzled and looked at me for help.
I thought for a moment and then said, “Shaheen, I think she means Shoshin.”
Shaheen said, “Shoshin? Did you teach her Shoshin? Already?”
I said, “No. I think she knows it on her own.”
Harmony said, “I don’t know what you’re talking about, but Falcon you taught me this. The first thing, when I was a girl. I remember it. You said, ‘Elf-Girl, if you know everything, you don’t know anything. Do you want to learn or not?”
Shaheen said quietly, “I did teach you that. But you can’t be saying that I don’t know what I’m doing now. You would all be dead if not for me. You walked straight into that thing and it would have eaten you.”
Harmony said, “Falcon, you walked, in the nude, into that thing and it almost ate you. Ronin has always led us more cautiously. He killed several hundred rats, and the only injuries we suffered were a few bites and scratches. And we cleared out the Kobolds from the orchards and negotiated an unconditional surrender without a bruise. Falcon, you were my teacher, as much as you did, but were you really? You hid away. I don’t blame you. You may have saved my life, but did you ever prepare me for life? Did you teach me? But that isn’t the point. The point is that you think that you know everything, and it’s dangerous. My life and the life of my Prince and his princesses is no game. I may not have my crotch covered under my skirt, and we might flash some sex when it’s safe enough to do so, but you bring out your tits and your pussy like they’re candy at a picnic. And at a picnic, candy is just the right thing and we all want some, and don’t get me wrong, you have pretty candy, but this is no picnic!”
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