Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Author: Milliford Jones Title: Fucking My Favorite Daughter Summary: A man is disillusioned finding his favorite child masturbating, but then makes up for it with love and passion Keywords: Warning! Mg, ped DISCLAIMER Imagine stepping into an adult book store. It smells like a mix of cheap men's cologne and dark desires. You go into a booth and see a selection of animated movies. Not the real thing, no real actors. It is anime, hentai. It takes place in a universe where no one gets killed. No one gets hurt without having the hurt assuaged. No one gets fucked up physically or emotionally without eventually resolving it. And love counts. This is the fictional universe of Passions of the Perverted. Please note these tales are intended for adults only. They are obviously fantasy and have no correlation with the real world. The characters are likewise totally fictitious. I neither endorse or take part in any of the illicit acts described, except for that act of fantasy itself, which allows for extreme imagined behavior and exploration, but does not even begin to suggest such behavior is appropriate. This disclaimer is unfortunately necessary in a world where even thought is often deemed illegal, despite the fact that exploring your desires via fantasy is much healthier and worlds safer than much less extreme actual risk taking behavior. It is with this vision and these parameters I present: FUCKING MY FAVORITE DAUGHTER I have two beautiful daughters and I love them both. I live for them and if necessary, I'd die for them. They mean more to me than life itself, but of the two of them, nine year old Catherine and seven year old Eunice....Catherine has always been my favorite. From the time she was a baby, she's stuck to me like glue. If I go somewhere, to the store or to the auto-shop, wherever; she just assumes she's going along. And I wouldn't have it any other way. She's my heart. She's my angel. She's my little darling. So much so my wife has warned both Catherine and me both that she's going to have a hard time finding a boyfriend or a husband, because they will always be compared to me, and they will always fall short because my love is pure, a parent's love with no conditions, no personal motives beyond keeping her safe and happy, and just demanding enough to spark her to always do her best. My wife also admits to being a little jealous, and worked really hard to make sure the same thing didn't happen to Eunice, even going so far to give her one of my least favorite names. I also believe the primary difference between fathers and mothers is that Dad's freak out easier. I think it comes with the territory. We are charged to keep our kids safe. We feel enormous responsibility. We are also mostly unprepared for parenthood, no matter how many books we read or courses we take, no matter what stage of life we're in or how many kids we already have. In short, we are much more likely to panic and do something we shouldn't when something happens we don't expect. My case in point, the other night I stepped into my Catherine's room to say goodnight, just like I always do, only to find her splayed out naked on her bed like an human sacrifice, her face down in a pillow and her ass up in the air, her gangly legs spread at an impossible angle and she was panting like a wild dog in heat. Her head was turned to the side and her eyes were closed in rapturous delight while she repeatedly plunged a cucumber more than halfway up her hairless pussy. She wasn't just playing with herself, rubbing or exploring her sex. No, she was fucking the ever loving shit out of her tight little cunt, displaying her hairless pussy and asshole, both spread wide. She was driving that green skinned vegetable in and out of herself with a speed and enthusiasm that left me frozen speechless. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. My illusions were all shattered in that single instant. My innocent blonde-haired green-eyed darling suddenly revealed herself to be a sexual being and was actually fucking herself. How was that even possible? It meant she was much more grown up than I ever thought. From the pounding she was giving her little cunt it meant she knew what she was doing. It meant she had real and demanding sexual desires. It meant she was not a virgin. It meant I should always knock before I entered a room. Half in, half out the door, frozen in indecision, I didn't know whether to excuse myself or try to sneak back out quietly. I had no intent os stopping her self-stimulation. I firmly believed it was a safe, healthy outlet for sexual release. I certainly preferred that she fuck herself than go out and get some dirty little boy do it. Or some dirty old man for that matter. So I stood there, fascinated by the incredibly erotic site of my favorite daughter pleasuring herself with my favorite salad vegetable. I'm more than likely going to eat that cucumber in my salad tomorrow night, I thought to myself. Odd thought, that, but not as odd as my succeeding thought. Jesus, I wish that was my cock inside her. As soon as that thought struck me, I struck it down. No, not my daughter, never either of my daughters. They were both sacred treasures. I would never take advantage of them. Never. But I continued to stand and watch as my daughter debauched herself, despite any good intentions I might have had. As she began to squeal softly I did reach for and close the door to the room as quietly as I could. I guess that didn't work because as soon as the soft click of the door latch sounded her eyes opened like a shot. She looked up and saw me. Her eyes grew as big as saucers as she drove the cucumber home inside her clasping little cunt and she squealed, "No! Daddy! No!" I didn't really think then, just went into Daddy mode. I rushed to the bed and sat beside her, "Shh, baby. Shh. It's okay. Just let it come. Let it finish. It's okay. Have a good hard cum, sweetheart." "Daddy!" she gasped and grabbed my hand, pushing it down to the protruding cucumber, holding it over her spasming pussy. I could feel the heat rising out of her tiny pussy and the cucumber was fairly pulsing beneath my hand. Strange enough, the erection I had started building utterely disappeared, even as I used the tip of my thumb to stroke her clit to ease her on through the orgasm she was trying to fight off. "Don't worry, darling. Do it. Ride this sweet cum on to the very end. It's okay. I'm not upset. I just want you to enjoy this. It's normal. Cumming is sweet and beautiful and good. Don't let me stop it. Finish it for me." "Oh Daddy," my daughter squeaked. "I didn't want you to see me like this," as her orgasm peaked and she her pelvis trembled in little fuck motions, her delightful round rump hunching forward involuntarily. "I'm sorry," she panted and shook in a series of aftershocks that extended her cum several seconds, even after she collapsed. I smiled, "Oh, come on, sweetheart, you think you're the only girl who ever masturbated? No, it's normal. Almost everybody does it, and everybody needs it. I'm just sorry I interrupted you. I didn't think." She took my hand and moved from covering her pussy up to her chest, she said, "Daddy, please don't tell Mommy. Don't tell anyone." "Of course not," I said, removing my hand from her body and doing my best to remember this was my very own daughter. "And listen, I should have knocked first. A growing girl needs more privacy. I promise you it won't happen again." I stood up, "I'd better go now. And in the future, please lock your door when you need to get some relief like this. We can always knock." Before I could turn the door knob to let myself out, she said "Daddy. Wait." I stopped and turned back to her. She had flipped over and was sitting up, her legs wer closed and her hands covering her privates. I smiled. I thought too little, too late as the saying goes. "Yes, baby?" I said. "Daddy, since you're here, since you saw, could we talk?" "Yeah, baby, sure," I said, and waited because when people say can we talk they almost always mean they need to talk and you (or I) need to listen. She patted her bed and said, "Please, sit by me." "Okay," I said, my reserve weakening just a bit, and rejoined her on the bed. She lay back and seemed to relax, re-spreading her legs and crooking them at the knee, revealing that blessed cucumber still snugly embedded in her little snatch. "Is is really normal for girls to-well, to fuck themselves like this," she said, looking down at the cucumber and giving me a full open view of her beautiful pussy. "More than just normal," I said. "I believe cucumbers, zucchini squash and all sorts of similarly shaped items were placed on this earth to provide both sustenance and enjoyment for frustrated girls and women. I don't see anything wrong with my lovely daughter experimenting with them to find out how to pleasure yourself." I patted her on her bare tummy and finally elicited a smile from her. "Do you think I'm naughty, Daddy. Or bad? It is wrong to like to play with my pussy so much?" I grinned, reached down and grabbed the vegetable in question by it's nubby end and slowly extracted it from my little girl's cunt. There was a slurping sound as I pulled it out and she gave me a wide-eyed moan. Once I had it out of her, I gave it a good look, holding it in front of me like a piece of evidence requiring a thorough investigation. "You are not bad," I said. "But definitely naughty. Naughty like sneaking some cookies from a cookie jar or licking cake icing from a spoon or eating some raw cookie dough when no one is looking. Like that. Nothing worth worrying bout, but naughty fun that doesn't hurt anyone. I don't see anything wrong with it as long as you keep it private." I then switched my attention to her open little cunt, still gaping slightly, pink and wet and beckoning. I took a deep breath and looked away. "You've got a sweet little cunt there, pretty girl," I said. "And I believe there's a story of how it got that way." I held the cucumber up and noted. "This is a thick cucumber for such a little girl. Makes me wonder what all you've had up in that pretty little cunt before this monster got lucky." She looked down and away, but didn't bother to close her legs. "I like to fuck, Daddy. I've been fucking for a while." "What?" I said a little louder than I meant to. "You-you've b-been fucking?" I wasn't ready for this confession. Sure, kids will masturbate. Hell, they might even play house or doctor sometimes, but my own little girl fucking? My mind just couldn't get a handle on the concept. "Who?" I asked, ready to kill somebody. She was still smiling, still demure. "I won't tell. Now do you think I'm a bad girl?" I saw the smile on her face and knew she was teasing me, whether or not she was actually sexually active, she was pushing my buttons on purpose now. "Oh yeah," I said. "A fucking bad little girl." Then I dropped the cucumber onto her bed and started tickling her ribs and under the arms. Innocent spots. Gently, not too rough. She started giggling and wiggling around till I was no longer able to avoid her puffy nipples and her open cunt. Finally, I threw caution to the winds and proclaimed, "You're asking for it, you little minx." "Not asking, Daddy, begging," she countered and maneuvered her leaking pussy in front of my face. "Fuck it," I groaned and began running my tongue up and down her vaginal fountain. I probed into her with my tongue, then tortured her clit, making her scream. "Shit, Daddy, your sucking my pussy. You're eating me alive!" she groaned, then began undulating her pelvis into my face. I groaned and breathed my hot breath into her open cunt, pulling her tender developing pussy lips apart. I then stretched out my tongue as far as I could to tickle her sensitive inner flesh. She writhed against me, losing her fuck rhythm until I went back to sucking and licking her clit. She continued to facefuck me until I snuck my forefinger up to her dimple of an asshole and gently pushed into her ass channel. It was as if she sucked me up into her, deep into her anal tube. As she did she came like the little bitch I now knew her to be. My baby, my darling daughter, was revealing herself as a full fledged preteen slut. Something I never contemplated. Never even suspected. As she collapsed again I looked down at her and said, "You little cunt. You beautiful little girl whore," I groaned. Breathing fire, I pulled my finger from her asshole and she groaned. I dropped my pajama bottoms and let her see the angry red monster of my cock that had made her. "See what you did to me, Catherine. You're about to get fucked,sweet daughter," I warned her. She said dreamily, "Is this how you're going to punish me, Daddy? With your big hard penis?" "Punish you? Yes," I said. "Punish you and pleasure you and cum in you. That's exactly my plan." "That's okay, Daddy. You fucked me into life, now see if you can fuck me to death." I stopped cold. She was scaring me. "Darling, never say things like that to me. I never want to hurt you, much less kill you." She looked up to me with loving eyes. "I know that Daddy. I mean fuck me hard. Fuck me deep, hard and fast. Cum inside me like you cum in Momma. Give me every inch, every drop. Make me cum till I can't cum any more. I want it all, Daddy. You don't have to be gentle with me. That's all I mean." "Be careful what you ask for, little girl," I warned her. "Because now you're going to get it. She giggled at me as I draped her legs over my shoulders and played my precum dripping cock over the mouth of her open baby cunt. "That's exactly what you're going to get then," I told her and found the tiny aperture of her dripping lust, then drove up into her till I filled her. Again she surprised me. My nine year old daughter somehow took my entire cock inside her and whimpered, "Oh Daddy, yes. Fuck your little girl." I ignored any further preliminaries and began ramming my cock to its full depth into my favored child. She looked up to me with loving acceptance and groaned, "All of it, Daddy. All of it." Then she gasped at the intensity and added "All of you." then grabbed her legs at the back of the knees and pulled them even further back like a contortionist. I found myself in position and began kissing her while I fucked her. I was out of control. I'd never fucked like this before, nor been allowed to fuck like this. I never wanted to stop and my daughter didn't resist me at all. I plowed her, pounded her, slammed her into her own bed. She whimpered and cried but told me as she came repeatedly, "More, Daddy. Harder. Faster. More." When I finally could hold back no more, I said. "Daddy loves you, baby. Daddy loves you forever," and began blasting my sperm up into her cunt. "Fuck me, Daddy. Fuck me!" she moaned as she joined me in orgasm, the last in a series for her. I was breathing like a stallion when I collapsed on top of her, but holding myself up my forearms, looking into her eyes. She somehow got her legs unhooked from my shoulders and lay beneath me, my prick still buried inside her, meshed and glued together by our shared orgasmic fluids. "You fucked me, Daddy. You really fucked me," she sighed. "I sure as fuck did, Sweetheart," I concurred. "And I don't know whether to beg your forgiveness or thank you for it." She screwed up her face and said sweetly, "Let's just make a date to do this again tomorrow night." "You like to fuck that much, Baby?" I asked. "Enough to make a fuck date with me again tomorrow night." "Only if I have to wait that long," she said. "Now get off me so I can go to sleep, Daddy. You fucked me so hard I'm ready to pass out." I pulled out of her nine year old cunt, and pushed myself off the bed. I watched as she turned over to her side, raising one knee high enough above the other so I could see her hairless open pussy dripping out a thick pool of my cum onto her sheets. "Good night, Daddy," she said. "And don't forget tomorrow." "Oh, baby. I won't forget," I said. "There's no way on earth I could ever forget that promise." Then I realized, it was her promise even more than mine. My little girl not only fucked me, but was insuring that she got another full load of cum tomorrow night as well. I stood looming above her while she sunk into sleep. I, a newly dubbed incestuous pervert and pedophile, had meant only to say goodnight and had wound up fucking my own daughter. It didn't seem real. It couldn't be right. But I knew as sure as I was her Daddy that I'd be revisiting her tomorrow for another go round. That goes to show how life can turn on a dime, or a cucumber in a little girls cunt in this case. Not kowing what else to do, I pulled my pajamas back on and left her room, being as quiet as possible. I then checked on my seven year old girl in her room and found her already asleep. I stepped in, whispered "I love you, kitten," and left, as a father properly should. I then headed back to the master bedroom where my wife and I slept. She was sitting up with her tablet when I stepped in, reading or hitting her social media or whatever the hell she did on the Internet. She said, "What took you so long?" I stared into her eyes and said, "I-I really can't tell you. It was so strange I'm not even sure it really happened." She just chuckled, pulled back the covers and made room for me. She checked the clock and said, "Well, you waited too long if you had loving on your mind. I'm going to sleep." and she rolled over to her side of the bed facing away from me. I could not go right to sleep like my women seemed to be able to do. I lay on my back and began recounting the events of the last hour. My world image had changed. My life image had busted open and shattered like a broken mirror. My image of my daughter had changed. I had somehow changed. Most of all, I needed to make sure I got a good night's sleep because I sure as fuck wasn't going to miss out on another shot at my little girl's hot cunt come tomorrow evening. ~~finis~~