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 My Daddy Written by Muffin Stuffer

   Copyright (C) 2011, Muffin Stuffer.  ALL Rights Reserved







   My Name is Marci, short for Marcella, and I am 15 years old.  I live
with my dad who is a super dad.  Mom died when I was 3 years old and I
don't remember her.  Dad has always been there for me through the Ballet
lessons, piano lessons, clarinet lessons and Girl Scouts.



   I was somewhat a tomboy but at age 13 I started sprouting breasts and
they haven't stopped.  I began my period at the same age too.  Dad sat me
down and explained the changes my body was and would be going through.  He
told me all about boys and how they would begin ogling me now that I was
becoming a woman.  I am a virgin though I lost my hymen at age 6 trying to
do a stupid ballet move and I fell.  I bled a bunch from my girl parts (I
didn't want to call them anything else at that time).



   Dad came and got me from ballet and took me to the doctor.  He examined
me with his nurse present and daddy too.  I was proud of my body as I was
strong and liked to show off.  The doctor told daddy to take me home and
sit me in the tub with warm water for about an hour keeping the water
temperature at about 90 degrees.  He also told dad to add some salts, I
don't remember the name but I think it was Epsom) in the water.



   Daddy ran the tub and I sat on the pot watching him put two cups of
salts in the tub and mixed them with the water until they were all
dissolved.  Then he stood up and took off his clothes and picked me up and
we got into the tub.



   I remember looking at his thingy and wondering why it was so big.  He
took some bath wash and began washing me, the parts that were above the
water.  I loved for him to wash my hair and make it all shiny.  I liked the
suds too.  They were soft and gentle and never hurt my eyes.  He rinsed the
suds out of my hair several times and then suds me again and then rinsed it
many times.  I wondered why he did that and then I saw the bath water was
slightly pink.  I think it was some blood still leaking from my privates.



   After he did the second hair washing he drained the tub and refilled
with medium hot water.  He sat me down in it and it felt soothing to me. 
He massaged my back and had me sit in his lap with my back to him.  His
thingy was big and hard and poked up between my legs.  I looked at it with
its skin covering and a bit of red peeking out with a slit in it.  He
massaged my privates and that made them feel so much better.  I laid my
head back on his strong chest and enjoyed his closeness.  After an hour or
so, he stood me up and took the big fluffy towel and dried me off.  Then he
dried himself off and carried me to my bedroom.  He put my pink nightgown
on me and carried me out to the living room.  He put a cartoon in the VCR
and let it play for me while he got dressed.



   Through the years dad and I remained close.  There were times when he
would bathe me with him and he always answered my questions truthfully, I
think, about any subject including sex.  When I asked where babies came
from he told me how a man and woman came together and the man put his penis
inside the woman's vagina and with passionate strokes of love ejaculated
his sperm inside her and if the time was right then her egg would be
fertilized and a baby would grow in her belly for nine months.



   I looked at him when he told me that and thought that it couldn't be
true since nothing that big could ever go inside where he told me.  Then he
said the baby would come out that same hole.  WOW!!



   I took special interest in that subject and when someone asked me what I
wanted to be I told them a baby doctor.  They would smile and wish me luck.



   When my periods began, dad personally showed me how to put in my tampon,
or use a pantyliner.  I would sometimes wear both on the first and second
days of my period.  He also bought me a special calendar to record when my
period began, how long it lasted, and other things.  He gave me a brochure
from a family planning agency on birth control measures, and the need to
keep a detailed chart.  He also had me have a complete physical with an
OB/Gyn doctor.  She showed me lots of things too.  I was not put on the
pill as I was not going with any boys and not sexually active.  After that
doctor's visit, I sat dad down and told him that I wanted a baby when I was
15.  He looked surprised and explained the laws about incest and giving
myself to a man.  I told him I wanted him to be the daddy of my baby and
that I would raise it as long as he let me live at home.



   The subject was left in suspense for a year.  I would always try to
sleep with daddy using all sorts of pretenses.  He saw right through me and
wouldn't let me sleep with him.



   I would wear very little around the house, letting my breasts or
cleavage show, go without panties under a skirt, squirm in his lap and get
him hard.



   I was very smart too.  I graduated high school with a perfect GPA on my
15th birthday.  I was taking college classes at the local college too.  I
learned how to drive a car and had a hot pink 24 speed bicycle.  I wore
bike shorts and tops and with my body, I would really stop traffic.  He
told me that since I was so mature that he would look into seeking a new
job in another place if I was still sure I wanted his baby.



   Now, daddy had dated sporadically with some eligible women in town but
they didn't want to raise a growing girl and they sure didn't want any kids
of their own so dad was relegated to using condoms and he hated them.  Oh
there was a cousin of his that he slept with and they had sex bareback but
I found out she had a hysterectomy and couldn't have kids.  Her husband was
seldom home as he worked overseas with the government.



   One month after my 15th birthday I was in the middle of my cycle and my
pussy was frothy with the slick fluid that helps sperm travel to the egg.
Yes, I learned to call my girl parts by the real names and the nice ones
too.  I hate the word cunt though.  Daddy had located another company in
another state that really wanted his talent.  He flew up there to negotiate
salary and benefits and make sure it was the job for him.  The night before
he left I was excited for him and us.  After he went to bed, I stripped
naked and got myself all worked up sexually.  I was frothy and wet, really
slick for his cock to enter me for the first time.  I slipped into his room
and turned off the night light he always kept on.  I crawled up onto the
bed and got under the sheet with him.  He was naked too.  After a few
minutes of lying there I began getting him hard.  I slipped down and put
his cock in my mouth.  I had drawn a lot of saliva up into my mouth and it
was hot.



   When my mouth touched his cockhead, he began getting hard.  I heard him
moan a little bit too.  I think he was dreaming.  A few minutes passed and
he flipped over onto his back, the perfect position.  I straddled him and
took his big hard cock and positioned it at my pussy's door.  I was so hot
and when his cock touched my pussy lips and got him wet I pressed down and
in that instant knew that tonight was THE night my dreams would come true.



   I sat down on him and held my breath as it hurt.  It was a hurt like
none other.  My pussy was full and it was burning from the violent
intrusion I had forced.  I know I gasped and probably made a noise too.  I
held myself still hoping he wouldn't wake up and throw me off of him.  I
knew he wanted to make the first time special for us.



   He didn't move for a minute then I guess he felt the wetness surrounding
his cock.  He thrust upward and it slipped deeper inside me.  My pussy
clasped him as spasmed, squeezing and releasing him as he pushed in and out
slightly.  I orgasmed but held my hand over my mouth.  I wanted to scream
it was so powerful.  I saw stars for a time too.  It was sudden but I felt
his cock swell inside me and fill me tighter than ever.  Then there was a
spasm of wetness that filled me.  I knew he had ejaculated in me and I lost
it.



   I began pushing and fucking on him.  He woke up, too late.  "Honey... 
What in Hell?  OH God...  I'm cumming and I can't stop." And he fucked me
hard and fast.  I fell over and kissed him passionately as I screamed my
release in his mouth.



   "Arrrrrrgh..  oh God...  Daddy..  Don't...  Stop..." I screamed muffled
by his mouth.



   He held me tight and rolled me over onto my back.  My legs flew up and
my heels landed on his butt forcing him deep inside me.  God, he was
touching my cervix and it was pressed into my other organs.  There was no
pain but heavy pressure.  We continued kissing and fucking for it seemed
like hours but probably only 5 minutes.



   Then he stopped pushing and just lay there deeply rooted inside me.  My
pussy was spasming on him and squeezing him so tightly that it seemed it
didn't want to let him go.  Then he began to soften and wither within me.
"NO!  NO!  Don't leave me!" I yelled.



   "I'm sorry, honey, but daddy's done for now.  We can do this again in an
hour or so."



   When he slipped out he lay beside me and I cuddled up to him.  My pussy
was leaking his sperm as I was overfilled and we fell asleep.  I woke up
with his hard cock inside me again.  He was poised over me and holding his
cock inside me as he fired another load of his sperm inside me.  He held me
never moving or letting me move.  "This is to get you preggers," He said.
"Don't move."



   I didn't.  I just let him do it to me this time.  There would be plenty
more times of real lovemaking in the future.  I was ecstatic with pleasure
knowing my daddy loved me enough to make a baby with me.



   Later we got up and daddy fixed me breakfast of pancakes and sausage
with maple syrup, orange juice and decaf coffee.



   That day he left to see about his new job.  He ended up getting it and
at the same time he bought us a small farm that was for sale.  It was
beautiful and private.



   He took me as his wife and no one was the wiser.  I was put on his
insurance and we lived there for 25 years raising 5 kids and 3 dogs, 6
cats, 2 ponies and a quarter horse.  Oh and I also became an MD
specializing in obstetrics.



   Life was good but I lost daddy last month to cancer.  It was quick, only
5 weeks from diagnosis to death.



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