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Lesson for Lea by Leeann Adams (Mg, exhibit, oral, pedophilia, father daughter) My mother walked out on my father and me when I was nine years old, a month before my tenth birthday. I don't mean that she divorced my father. She just packed her clothes while I was at school and walk away, leaving a handwritten note, saying that she wanted to have a little fun for a change, didn't want to be tied down and couldn't handle being a mommy anymore. She was leaving with her boy friend. My father and me didn't even suspect that she had a boyfriend My father read the letter over and over and then handed it to me. At my age I couldn't understand what it meant, so I ask my father why. He, of course, didn't have an answer that I could understand. He tried but how do you explain to an nine year old that her mother didn't want her. I was devastated. My father, at age thirty two, was in charge of an nine year old daughter, soon to be ten, with no one to help. He made arrangements to have a day care company take care of me after school until he got off work. He would drop me off on his way to work, they would take me to school and pick me up after school, then he would pick me up in the evening. At home, he had to be both a mom and a dad. Needless to say I transferred all my love to him. He was my God. My father devoted his life to me. Every night he would give me my bath. His hands were so gentle, as they washed me. What a difference from my mother, who couldn't take the time to oversee how I dressed, let alone give me a bath. It was a couple of months before I noticed that my father was being affected by my bath. At first I only noticed that my father seemed to disappear right after my bath. I was usually busy getting my nightgown on but one night I went in search of him. I went into the kitchen, no dad. Then I heard a noise from the garage. Curiosity overcoming my fear, I silently opened the garage door a few inches. There was my father, standing in the middle of the garage, pants down around his ankles. He had his penis in his hand and was moving his hand up and down on it. I had seen his penis before but it was so huge tonight. It stuck out from his body. I didn't understand what he was doing but figured it was something he didn't want me to see, which, of course, made me even more curious. Just then, my father groaned and his penis started spraying white stuff far out into the center of the garage floor. My mouth dropped open in surprise. I made a hasty but silent retreat. Trying to get my ten year old mind around this revelation. I had no idea that my father's actions were related to me in any way. In the ensuing weeks I kept my eye on his actions. It was usual for me to come downstairs after my bath and watch TV with my father for an hour before going to bed. A few weeks after seeing him masturbating in the garage, I slipped on my nightgown, forgetting to put on panties, because I didn't like to wear them in bed anyway. I ran downstairs and jumped on my fathers lap, giving him a kiss on the cheek. I sat stradling his legs. I could feel his cock laying in the crack of my bare ass. He gave out a groan. I could feel his penis growing under me. It was pressing against my tiny ass cheeks. I wiggled around until the bulge was in completely between my ass cheeks. It felt kinda nice there, not sexual, just nice. My father took it as long as he could, I guess having my tiny ass cheeks caressing his hard cock, separated by only the thin cloth of his dress slacks was making him uncomfortable. I could feel his huge cock moving back and forth along my crack. My father moved me from his lap to the cushion. "Leeann", he said. "I have to go check on something in the garage. You watch the show and I will be right back." In total innocence I looked up at my daddy. "Can I watch you daddy? "Watch me do what baby?" "Make your thing spurt like the other night." His face turned white. "You saw me?" "Yes daddy. I didn't mean to do wrong." "What did you see baby?" "You had your pants down and you were holding your thing and then it spurted white stuff. Please don't be mad at me daddy." He hugged me real tight. "I'm not mad darling, just surprised. That is something that men do. Someday you will understand." "Does that mean I can't watch you do it daddy?" Tears beginning to fill my eyes. My father looked at me for a long time. "If you really want to watch, I guess you can but you can't tell anyone about it." I smiled through my tears. "I promise daddy." My father stood up and began taking off his clothes. My eyes grew big in wonder as his huge penis came into full view. My father, at thirty two was in very good shape and I stared at him in awe. His penis had shrunk down a little and was just half hard. He stood there, letting me get as good a look as I wanted. "Make it get big daddy." I whispered, staring at this marvelous thing. "You touch it yourself Leeann. You make it get big, but first, take your nightgown off." I didn't have to be invited twice. I shucked my nightgown over my head, while keeping my eyes fixed on that beautiful penis. I noticed my father's penis jump as he saw my nakedness, although I was too young to connect the two things. My father sat down beside me and told me to touch it all I wanted. I reached out a trembling hand and touched it. It began to grow stiffer. "Did I do that daddy?" I ask in absolute awe. My father looked down at my tiny fingers, barely touching his huge cock. "Yes my darling. You did that." I gripped the huge thing and slowly began to slide the skin back, exposing the purple head to come into the light. This was the only penis I had ever seen and I was awestruck. My father was groaning as I skinned it back. I found out much later that my father was uncircumcised, all I knew right then was that I was in love with my father's penis. There seemed to be a small amount of white stuff oozing from the whole and I touched it with my fingertips. "Go up and down baby, make it spurt." He groaned. I pulled the skin all the way up, until the huge head disappeared completely, then slowly pulled the skin down until my hand touched his hairy base. My eyes were fixed on this magnificent thing. I had no thoughts of it being inside me, those thoughts would come much later. At this moment all I could think of was watching the white stuff oozing out of the hole in his huge penis. My father closed his eyes and groaned. "Oh God Leeann! That feels so fantastic!" He moaned. To be making my father feel so good was all the encouragement I needed. I tightened my grip on his penis and brought my other hand into play. Now I had both of my tiny hands moving on it. Faster and faster I moved the skin up and down. My father was moaning louder now. "Yes, yes, oh god yes." He kept muttering. His moans were getting louder and I could feel his body stiffen. Then, to my utmost delight, huge globs of white, sticky stuff began spurting from his penis, nearly as high as my head. In fact, some of it landed in my hair. My father reached down and pulled me onto his chest. "That was the most wonderful thing I have ever felt Leeann." I hugged him back. "I did good, daddy?" "You did wonderful baby, just wonderful." "Does that mean you will let me play with it some more?" "Sweetheart, you can play with it anytime you want, but you can't tell anyone about it or daddy will get into real bad trouble. "Oh, I promise daddy." I whispered, as I snuggled in his arms. I had never felt so loved. At ten years old I finally had a purpose, to make my daddy feel good. My father rolled me off of his chest and looked at my naked body, probably seeing it as a sex object for the first time. Tenderly, he bent over and sucked one of my tiny nipples into his mouth, sending electric like sensations through my entire body. My breasts were hardly more than bumps then but very sensitive. "Let's go take a bath and get this sticky stuff off," he whispered, as he scooped me up in his powerful arms. Bending his head, he kissed me tenderly, full on the lips, the first time in my young life that I had been kissed like that. I slipped my arms around his neck. "I love you daddy." I whispered. I had never felt closer in my life. He turned on the shower and we stepped in. He proceeded to soap me all over, getting large amounts of liquid soap in his hands and then running all over my body. When I felt his fingers run into the crack of my tiny ass, I opened my legs. The sensation was so very nice. His fingers would slide up and down my crack, every once in a while the finger tips would touch my little ass hole and I would giggle in delight. Then I would get soap in my hands and lather his penis. I had enjoyed masturbating my father but this was even more enjoyable. Here was this huge penis, at eye level to me and underneath his balls, which I learned that I must handle with extreme care. I ran my tiny hands all over this magnificent organ, watching in amazement, as it grew larger once again. I soaped it to my hearts content, until I heard my father groan once again. Knowing that he might spurt again I stopped. Slowly I skinned it back, until the beautiful head was completely exposed. Leaning forward I pressed my lips to it and opened my mouth a little, letting my tongue slip out and give it a lick. My father gave a gasp. "Oh God Leeann!" He whispered. "That's good!" Wow! I had discovered something new! I bent forward again and licked all around the huge head. Stuff was oozing out of the hole again. I got some of it on my tongue. It tasted okay so I licked the rest of it off. I had one hand under his balls, playing with them gently, when I felt them swell up and a huge torrent of stuff shot out of his penis, all over my face and sliding down my chest. My father washed me off again, then dried me with a fluffy towel. He carried me to his big bed. "My turn to make you feel good baby," he said, as he spread my legs apart. I had no idea what he was going to do but I trusted him completely. I knew that he would never hurt me. I felt his finger tips spreading my tiny vagina open, then his tongue slid into the open lips. WOW! My body jumped, as tingles flowed through me. "Oh daddy!" I whispered. "That's so good. Oh Oh!" The little tingles were making my tummy heave. It felt so nice when I played with myself at night but this, this was ten times as good. His tongue was everywhere, licking slurping, sliding in and out of my tiny hole. Then it was sliding into the crack of my little ass and across my ass hole. It felt so good. I spread my legs as wide as I could, giving his tongue room to roam anywhere it wanted. It was pressing at my tiny ass hole, trying to gain entrance. Somehow I wanted it to come in but didn't know how to let it. "Oh daddy!" I whispered. "That feels so good." He raised my legs up, until they were resting on his shoulders, exposing everything to his questing tongue. His fingers spread my ass cheeks open and his tongue licked and probed my vagina and ass hole. It is so difficult to describe what feelings were there. I was much to young to have an orgasm, that would come later. However, I was very sensitive and a wonderful,warm feeling engulfed me. I squirmed with delight for a long time. I snuggled in my fathers arms and drifted off to sleep feeling completely loved for the first time in a very long time. I never once thought of the right or wrong of it. My daddy loved me and I loved him. I woke with the sun shining into the room and my fathers hard penis in my hand. My father was smiling at me. "Good morning baby," he whispered, hugging me to him. "Good morning Daddy. You are hard again. Do you want to spurt again this morning?" I was already looking forward to playing with it, maybe licking it some. "Let's try something different this morning,"he said as he rolled me over and pulled me into him. He reached down and raised my leg up. I felt his huge penis as he slid it between my legs. It rested along my ass crack, the head touching my vagina lips. Wow! What a feeling. He moved it back and forth, bringing wonderful sensations to my young body. I felt the slippery stuff oozing from the head coating my little pussy lips. I tightened my legs, bringing his cock tighter against my tiny pussy. The shaft was rubbing across my ass hole, bringing such wonderful feelings, while the huge head slid along my pussy lips, pressing against my undeveloped clit. I didn't know what to do, the shaft on my little ass hole felt wonderful, making me want to rotate my hips to put more pressure on my ass hole. At the same time, the head was sliding along my tiny pussy lips, spreading them open, causing wonderful sensations to my entire body. My father had a hold of my hips, as he fucked me slowly. I could feel his breath on the top of my head. I reached down between my legs, my fingers tickling the head of his cock every time it pushed through. Suddenly, I felt hot stuff spurting along my tiny slit, filling my cupped hand to overflowing. I rolled over and hugged my daddy. "That felt nice daddy. I liked that." "Me too baby. Now let's take a bath and have breakfast." My mind was in a whirl of wild thoughts all day long in school. I kept thinking about what had happened the night before. knew that what we did was against the law but it had been so much fun. I kept thinking about what my daddy had done to me. I had never dreamed that things like that happened. I had not been totally innocent, having touched myself quite a lot at night lately. I had started to look at boys differently. When I had touched my fathers penis the night before, I had felt strange stirrings in my tummy. Stirrings that I didn't understand but they had felt so good. I had so many questions but no one to ask. My father picked me up after school. I jumped into the car, gave my daddy a kiss on the cheek and settled down in the seat. We made small talk about school and home work most of the way home. My father finally clear his throat. "Leeann," he began. "When we get home, we need to have a talk about what we did last night." "Yes daddy." "I want to know what you thought about what we did." Fear shot through my mind. Fear that what he was going to say was that we couldn't do it anymore. "I thought it was wonderful daddy." I whispered. "I want to do it more if you will let me." My father glanced over at me. "Which part did you like? What I did to you, or what you did to me?" I thought about it for a moment. "I liked it all daddy." "If you ever change you mind Leeann, just tell me. If you ever don't want me to do something to you, just say so. We can never do anything in public. No one must ever suspect." "I know daddy" He reached over, sliding his hand under my skirt, fingers rubbing across my panty clad pussy. I opened my legs as such a warm feeling shot through my loins. We had dinner, did the dishes, all of which took forever. My father insisted that I do my homework before we played our games. Finally, it was time. My father took his shower while I finished my homework. I rushed upstairs and took my shower. Drying off I came down the stairs completely naked. My father was sitting on the couch facing me. He was completely naked. I could feel my daddy's eyes on my body as I reached the bottom. "You are so beautiful baby," he whispered. I knew he meant it, because I could see his cock stiffen and stand out from his body. I stood before my daddy, with no shame, as his eyes swept over my young body, coming to rest on my hairless mound. I could see the tip of his tongue peek out, in anticipation of tasting me. "Teach me how to make love daddy", I whispered.