A Fathers Story

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My name is Steve Adams.
This story actually starts eight years ago.
     In most ways I am normal. Five foot eleven, one hundred eighty
pounds. Even at forty, I like to think I was in pretty decent shape.
I met my wife in college. We dated for a while, had passionate sex,
probable the greatest sex ever. She was beautiful. Slender, athletic,
long blonde hair. breasts that were, not real large but firm, with
large nipples. The most important thing about her was the fact that
she loved sex, day or night. She would wake up in the morning needing
my cock in her mouth or pussy. A dream come true for any man. We married
after three months and after college, settled down to wedded bliss
in a a lovely Florida city, which shall remain anonymous. We both
got good jobs, made a very good living. After about a year my wife
got pregnant. She gave birth to our only child, a beautiful little
girl, on my twenty second birthday. The ensuing ten years was the
most wonderful a man could have. Watching his little girl grow up.
I must admit I doted on her in every way. She was my life. My wife,
in the mean time, began to gain weight and lose her zest for sex.
Oh, we still had sex, but not like the old days. Before it was an
hour of foreplay, she had the tastiest pussy you could imagine, loved
to be eaten, having orgasm after orgasm. Now, it was, wham bam, get
it over, I'm tired. After ten years she had went from a slender 105
pounds and a sex fiend to 240 pounds and sex every two weeks. Her
ideal evening was lying in bed, a plate of snacks beside her, watching
her favorite TV shows.

     Now, you say. Why not leave the fat pig? Move out and find a
more compatible sex partner. I couldn't leave my daughter. She was
my life. I guess my only reason for living. I took her to all her
extra classes. At ten she was into everything. I took her to cheerleader
practice, watched as she went through the many cheers. I couldn't
get over how beautiful she was getting. She was so much like her mother,
slender and willowy. I would look at her, going through her routines,
thinking "she is going to capture some boys heart someday". She already
had mine. Not one thought of her in a sexual way, just a father's
pride and love.

     About a month after her tenth, and my thirty second, birthday
I sat down on the couch to watch some TV. As was her habit, Leeann
plopped down on the couch, like she had done for years. She had just
finished her bath and was dressed for bed in panties and long white
tee shirt. My arm was resting on the back of the couch and when she
leaned over to give me a kiss on the cheek my arm fell down on her
hip, as usual, but this time she twisted slightly. My hand actually
fell on her tummy. Not unusual you might say and you would be right.
I had changed this little girl's diapers, watched her with amusement, run around the house naked, without an evil thought.
This time, something was different. I suddenly realized that my finger
tips were a half inch from her pussy. Never before had my little girl
had a pussy! My hand was frozen! I needed to move my hand back up
to the back of the couch! I couldn't move! I glanced down at my hand.
I could see her white panties, the tiny bulge of her vagina clearly
visible a half inch under my quivering fingertips. I could feel my
cock swelling. Oh God! What am I doing?! This is my daughter! My ten
year old daughter! My ten year old virgin daughter! I could feel my
cock growing. My fingers seemed to have a mind of their own. Ever
so slowly my finger bent and touched her panty clad vagina. I think
I was prepared to make some sort of apology for accidently touching
her. What I wasn't prepared for was what actually happened. Nothing!!!!
No movement. No reaction! Lightly my finger moved. Up and down her
tiny slit, barely touching. As my finger reached the top of her slit
a reaction. Not the one I expected but one that made my cock harden
even more! Her legs opened a tiny bit and and her mound rotated towards
my finger, ever so slightly. If I hadn't been holding my breath I
probably would have missed it.

     My God! What am I doing?! This is my daughter! I am sitting here
with a raging hard on, lusting after my ten year old daughter! My
mind was filled with guilt, shame, remorse, and yes, lust. Slowly
my finger caressed her tiny pussy. I could feel my cock oozing pre
cum.
     "Daddy?" Came the whisper from my daughter.
     "Yes baby?" My finger froze on her tiny pussy.
     "I got to go Pee."
     Reluctantly I moved my hand and allowed her to get up. In many
ways I was relieved. I had been on the verge of doing something horrible,
something no father should ever do. I was so ashamed of myself. I
reached inside my pajama bottoms and felt my cock. Never, in many
years, had it been this hard. Cum was oozing out of the tip. Then
Leeann was back and I was determined to let this go no further. She
lay back down, squirming around to get back into a comfortable position.
When she finally found her spot she reached up and took my hand and
pulled it back down to rest on her tummy. I was both relieved and
disappointed that it wasn't on her pussy. I began rubbing her tummy.
Again my hand seemed to have a mind of it's own. Slowly it traced
it's way downwards until it was resting on her tiny pussy. A slight
moan escaped my daughter's lips as her legs opened again, giving me
free access. I had never felt so excited in my life as my fingers
explored my virgin daughter's body. Carefully my hand slid up to the
top of her panties, then they were inside and slowly moving downward.
I could feel her tiny clit, starting to swell as my finger slid over
it. Her hands were clenching and un-clenching as her little hips moved
in time to my massaging finger.

      I was in heaven and  in hell at the same time. I had never been
so turned on in my life. My cock was so hard that it was painful.
Leeann's hips were in constant motion, as they moved with my questing
finger. I could feel the moisture beginning in her tiny pussy, making
my finger slide along her slit effortlessly. She was moaning softly
constantly now, her breath coming in little gasps. My finger slid
down, off her little clit and into her hole, bringing a gasp from
her lips, as her legs opened even further. Now my finger was fucking
her tiny hole with short strokes, as I watched her tummy heave in
obvious pleasure.

     We were interrupted by my wife lumbering down the stairs to get
more snacks and shouting at Leeann to get her butt in bed. Reluctantly
I pulled my hand out of my daughter's panties and allowed her to jump
up. My hand went to my mouth and I sucked my daughter's essence from
my finger. Never had I tasted anything so sweet. I went immediately
to the downstairs bathroom and pulled out my swollen cock. It took
only a few strokes to bring tremendous that I fell to my knees, with cum spurting everywhere.
I didn't have any idea I had that much in me.

     From that moment on I was possessed. I thought of nothing but
my daughter and her wonderful pussy. The next evening she had cheerleader
practice and I watched her through new eyes. She was now more than
my daughter, more than a little girl. She had become my obsession.
I dreamt of her tiny body. I could close my eyes and picture her tiny
body writhing in sexual desire. I had to have her, to possess her.
She was my ideal. Something else was happening at the same time. I
was looking at all the other little girls in her practice session
differently. All of a sudden I felt my cock twitch every time I got
a glimpse of a panty clad pussy whenever one of them would do an energetic
routine.

     That night when we arrived home Lea went straight to bed, much
to my disappointment. On Saturday the two of us went to a ball game.
It was a complete blur, all I could think of was my daughter. Finally,
after stopping at the local Burger barn for supper we were home and
Leeann went upstairs to take a bath. I showered at the downstairs
bathroom and went to the living room to watch a little TV. I had been
there only a short time when Leeann plopped down in her typical position.
She had on her typical long tee-shirt. She smelled of lavender, her
favorite. My hand dropped to her hip, where I was shocked to learn
that, after her bath, she hadn't put on panties. My mind was in total
meltdown. 
"She actually wants me to touch her. She came downstairs for that
reason."
My hand slid under her tee-shirt. I felt her tiny legs opening as
they anticipated being touched. Her legs were spread completely open
and my hungry fingers slid along her sweet crack. A low moan escaped
her lips as her tummy heaved in obvious pleasure.

"Oh daddy!" She moaned, as my finger slid over her tiny clit. "That
feels so good!"
Gently my finger slid into her vagina, bringing more soft moans. Slowly
I fucked her tiny pussy with the tip of my finger, every once in a
while withdrawing it to suck my finger into my mouth, tasting the
lovely essence of my virgin daughter. To describe what a ten year
old virgin tastes like is to try to describe the taste of water to
a man dying of thirst. My cock was oozing cum at such a rate as to
create a huge wet spot on my pants. My finger returned to her moist
pussy. This time it slid past her vagina, picking up some moisture
and slid along her tiny ass crack and across her puckered ass hole,
bringing another tiny moan of pleasure from her lips. We were interrupted
my my wife lumbering down the stairs once again, on her way to the
kitchen. Leeann jumped up and kissed me on the cheek and rushed upstairs
to bed.

I sat there for a couple of hours thinking about my daughter's pussy.
Finally I decided to go to bed.  On reaching the top of the stairs
I noticed that my wife had went to sleep, I could hear the snores
coming from her room. Opening the door to Leeann's room I slipped
in. My heart skipped a beat. There lay my daughter, sound asleep.
She had pushed the covers off and lay there in the moonlight. Her
nightgown had bunched up around her waist and her smooth pussy seemed
to glow in the dim light. I walked over and knelt down beside the
bed.  God! She was so beautiful! I had to taste her, no matter what,
I had to taste this lovely pussy. Ever so slowly I stood up and bent
over, bringing my mouth to her tiny slit. Gently, ever so gently my
tongue slid out of my mouth and into this honey pot. The first taste
was absolutely heaven. My tongue could only penetrate a tiny ways.

	I could feel her hips moving slightly in time with my probing tongue.
Gently I slid my tongue up her tiny slit to her small clit, feeling
an immediate response from my daughter. Her leg, which had been lying straight, jerked, opening her crotch wide open and a tiny
moan escaped from her lips. I withdrew my tongue and sucked her clit
between my lips. her hips rotated up, shoving her pussy hard against
my teeth. Then I felt a tiny hand on my head, it's fingers intertwining
in my hair, pulling me gently into her delicious pussy. I felt my
cock was about to explode, it was oozing cum steadily and I needed
to relieve the pressure. I didn't know if she had woke or if she was
still asleep, so I decided that I would retreat before I moved so
far that there was no retreat. I went to the bathroom and pulled my
cock out of my pants, it was so hard it was painful to touch. As I
began to stroke it slowly I licked my tongue across my lips, tasting
my daughter's essence once more. My cock began to spurt cum as I cried
out my daughter's name.

	The next morning, being Saturday, I sat at the kitchen table, drinking
coffee. My daughter came wandering in, still dressed in her night
clothes. She came over and slid her arms around my neck, kissing my
cheek. I put my arms around her tiny waist, hugging her tiny body
to me. 
	"I had the strangest dream last night daddy."
	My heart skipped a beat. "Oh really?" I muttered. "Strange in what
way? Strange,good or strange, bad?"
	"Oh strange good." She said as she sat down. "I was floating down
a river and you were there and you were kissing me and I felt so good."
	I stared at her, trying to figure if she was trying to tell me it
was okay what I had done. I cleared my throat. "Uh.... Where was I
kissing you?  On the cheek? On your hand? Your neck?"
	Leeann's eyes never left her cereal bowl. At first I thought she
hadn't heard my question. She stirred her cereal for a moment. Then,
a tiny hint of a smile appeared. "No, none of those places." She whispered.
	All day long my mind struggled with my conscience. What have I done?
I have sexually abused my virgin daughter. Was she awake? Yes, No,
Maybe. She liked it. She was asleep and thought she was dreaming.
Makes no difference. Last night was the last time. Never again would
I violate my daughter. I am not a monster! I took my shower, all the
while visions of my beautiful daughter causing my cock to spring to
life. Slowly I stroked it, imagining my daughter's lips engulfing
it, her tiny fingers clutching it. I could almost see her tiny, pink
tongue sliding around the head, licking my cum as it oozed out. In
a daze I watched the cum pump out of my cock, hitting the other side
if the shower wall. In my mind it wasn't, sliding down the wall. It
was being pumped into my tiny daughter's womb, filling her to overflowing,
while she cried out in estacsy.

        Slowly I dried off, being careful while drying my cock and
balls. They were getting so tender with all the masturbateing and
because my cock seemed to get hard on a moments notice. I decided
to not put on any underwear, hoping that I might be more comfortable
without being confined. I slipped on a pair of jogging pants, feeling
much better, even though my half hard cock pushed out the front a
little too much. I felt much more at ease with my cock and balls swinging
free.

	I was so proud of myself. Through dinner I kept up a friendly chatter
with my daughter. We joked and teased each other just like always.
I had not destroyed her trust. After dinner I watched a ball game
on TV until late, secure that all was right with the world. Leeann
slipped into the room and gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek and
went off to bed. The house became silent.
	After the game I climbed the stairs, pausing at Leeann's door, thinking
I would just peek in to make sure she was okay. Silently I slipped
into the room. Everything was fine. There she was, sound asleep. She
had kicked off her blanket as usual and I went over to gaze down at
my love. Oh my God! She wasn't wearing any panties again! I was looking at her tiny, bald,
pussy. Her right leg was bent and her virgin slit was just barely
open. I could feel my cock straining at my pants. I knelt beside her
bed and leaned over. Her little girl smell was in my nostrils, lavender
bubble bath, her favorite. My tongue touched her vagina lips, seeking
her little clit. Her taste was overwhelming. Then I felt her tiny
hands in my hair, pulling me in. Her legs slid open and exposed the
total expanse of her sex to my searching tongue.
	"Yesssssss." It was more a breath than a word as she opened herself
to me, rotating her little hips upwards to allow me into her body.
My tongue was everywhere, tasting, probing. I swung around so I was
between her legs. My hands slid under her ass cheeks and I lifted
her off the bed. Now her tiny legs went around my head. My tongue
raked across her tiny, puckered ass hole and I felt her shudder with
pleasure. Her tiny legs pulled back until her knees were almost touching
her chest, rotating her hips upwards, exposing her little ass hole
towards my tongue. I needed no further
 encouragement. I pulled her cheeks apart and dove in, attacking her
lovely ass hole. As my tongue tried in vain to penetrate her clenched
hole I could feel her tiny body writhe in pleasure.

        I was going insane with desire. My cock was hurting. My balls
were on fire. Pre-cum was oozing from my cock. I raised up, pulling
my jogging pants down. My cock was standing out like a huge pole,
precum oozing from the hole. Leeann dropped her legs to the bed and
sat up, staring at, what to her was a monsterous huge cock standing
out from her father's body, dripping white stuff. Timidly she stretched
out a hand, tiny fingers barely touching the head, then slipping down
the total length. I watched in total awe as her delicate hand tried
in vain to reach around the huge organ. I was whimering and moaning
in both extreme pleasure and pain. My eyes were fixed on her tiny
hands as she skinned back the foreskin. I felt the pressure becoming
unbearable, but was unable to pull away. In horror I watched as a
huge torrent of cum shot out of my cock, splashing against her chest,
Spurt after spurt shot out. Leeann's eyes got huge in her face and
her mouth dropped open in surprise, but she didn't let go of my throbbing
cock. I was moaning softlly, as the last of the cum oozed out, leaving
a puddle on her bed.

        "I'm so sorry baby!" I mumbled. "I couldn't stop. It felt
so good. Please forgive me."
Leeann loosened her grip on my, now softening cock, running a finger
through the puddle of cum. I could see that she was trying to understand.
"Is that what men do daddy?" She ask.
         "Yes darling. When men make love to a beautiful woman they
get very excited and that stuff shoots out. I'm very sorry I got it
all over you. I guess I just got too excited when I made love to you."
          A smile appeared on her face for the first time. "Do you
think I'm beautiful daddy?
         I hugged her to me, tears in my eyes. "I think you are the
most beautiful girl I have ever known in my life. Now lets get you
cleaned up." Gently I picked her up and carried her downstairs to
the bathroom. Lovingly I bathed her, getting all traces of cum off,
being very careful to make as little noise as possible. Afterwards
I changed the sheets on her bed. Gently I kissed her goodnight and
went to my room.

(to be continued)