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 Daddy's Diary #1 - Again, again!  Mg

   Disclaimer: This story is a figment of the imagination and contains
depictions of sexual encounters between adults, teenagers and children.  If
you find the content in any way unacceptable, stop reading now.

   Dear Diary, my daughter is beautiful, cute and adorable.  The best way I
can express my adoration for beauty is sexual.  Ejaculating over my
daughter's body is a very physical and intimate expression of love.  Since
she was a few months old, I have been enjoying her naked body and watching
it grow into that of a little girl.  As I write this, she is two years old.
I have yet to penetrate her with anything larger than my finger, but I am
working towards getting the very tip of my penis inside her.  To be able to
fill her with physical love would be very special indeed.  Her name is the
embodiment of every memory I have with her, so I will never replace it with
any other, nor will I mention it in these entries.

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   My two-year old daughter loves the Teletubbies.  She spouts tubbyphrases
and throws a fit every time the red one appears onscreen.  If she hadn't
been so excited about watching her favorite show, I'd never have been able
to use it to bribe her into a bath or get her ready for a walk.  One of my
most popular forms of leverage was the guarantee that if she puts up with
being washed and fondled, she gets to watch Teletubbies.  Everyone's a
winner.

   Sure enough she endured her bath like a champ, but we were running a
little late thanks to my urge to jerk off over her backside instead of wash
it properly.  She didn't notice a thing, though, having been distracted by
the abundance of bath toys I put infront of her.  She did look cute with
stripes of semen across her back and butt.  Very easy to wash off in the
bath, of course.  I digress.

   Thanks to all this indulgence, we had barely five minutes before her
show began.  Naturally, as soon as she got out of the bath she proceeded to
run around the house dripping water everywhere.

   I could usually get her dry but not dressed in time for her show,
usually down to her being unable to stand still for more than ten seconds.
Sometimes due to my being unable to keep my hands off her for more than..
you get the idea.  My organization just isn't that good, nor am I a strict
parent.  How could I be strict with a girl this cute?  Usually she watches
her show with just her top on or entirely naked.  This time around she was
not only naked but also rather damp.  She ran clumsily into the living room
and slapped down infront of the TV, still dripping bathwater on my wood
floor.

   'Tubbies, tubbies!' she squealed as the BBC balloon did its thing
onscreen.

   She lay on her front with her legs curled upwards in excitement.  Her
heels danced as she watched the title letters of Teletubbies appear on the
screen.  I couldn't take my eyes off of her cute little bubble butt.  She
had little rosy butt-cheeks that wobbled with every movement of her legs
and feet.  They were chubby enough to be dimpled and looked so inviting. 
The dampness made them even cuter.  I couldn't resist them.

   I sat down next to her and used the towel I'd brought with me to dry off
her backside.  I squeezed a cheek and all she did was giggle and say
'Daddy!' ..so cute!  To help keep her from finding my fondlings a nuisance,
I pretended to be interested in the show, pointing things out and asking
her questions.  She didn't like the idea of having to answer and promptly
shushed me.  A good thing as I was having a hard time thinking of what to
say.

   'Shush, Daddy.' she said in a low, calm tone.  She could be quite blunt
at times.

   Feeling confident that she was preoccupied enough to allow me, I
shuffled my boxer shorts off and knelt over her legs and butt, giving me
enough room to get to work.  My heartfelt thanks go out to the makers of
that show.  She didn't bat an eyelid.

   If there's anything cuter than a two-year old's butt, it's seeing her
tiny little fleshy fold of a pussy inbetween her cheeks.  She kept giving
me glances of it as her legs waved around the place.  I'd managed a
fingertip inside her at bathtime but to try it now would be a bad idea
without lube and lots of distractions.  I satisfied myself with poking her
crevice with my cockhead and probing around at her while tickling her sides
every now and then.  Thankfully she took it all as a fun game instead of a
large threatening pole poking at her behind.

   I tried to squeeze as much of my cock between her buttcheeks as I could.
I wanted some kind of direct pleasure from being between those deliciously
soft, marshmallowy baby buttocks of hers.  Voyeurism was not enough.

   It was a clumsy affair squeezing my cockhead between her cheeks as she
kept giggling and wriggling, making it almost impossible to get wedged in
and dry-hump a little.  I'd managed to do it in the bath but without the
distraction of flowing water and bath toys it was proving a lost cause. 
Resting my erection on her backside, I imagined one day squeezing inside
her.  With my balls nestling against her buttocks and my cock resting on
her crack, I jerked off over her back.  I imagined the fuss she would make
if I came like this, spurting over the back of her head and over her
shoulders.

   I resigned myself to rubbing my cockhead between her cheeks and against
her pussy while jerking off a little to speed myself along.  It worked well
as she kept giggling and writhing while I did it.  My precum was moistening
her little pussy lips and leaving a trail along her butt crack.  At this
point I'd usually grab tissues or finish off over her butt in the bath
where I could wash it off, but I couldn't resist the moment.  Her show was
on and she seemed unperturbed by anything so long as I didn't try and
penetrate her.  I had never unloaded on her anywhere other than the bath
and the changing tables.  Places where I could control and conceal the
evidence.  We had the whole day to ourselves and the blinds were all drawn,
so what was I worrying about?

   Looking down at her dimpled toddler butt-cheeks, I grabbed one and
squeezed, pulling it aside to spread her little puckered bottyhole.  I was
getting very close to cumming and her little pussy slit opened up a little,
giving me a glimpse of her wet insides.  I moved my hand down there,
wriggling my finger down against her bald pussy and pressing against her
warm little hole.  I prodded at the softness of her fleshy lips while
jerking myself off with the other hand.

   'Daddy!' she giggled aloud and writhed against my fingertip.  I felt the
warmth and moistness of her pussy flesh and couldn't hold back any longer.
I squatted over her and bent my cock downwards, aiming directly at her
cheeks.

   It was such a release.  I spurted heavily, splashing onto her two-year
old buttocks and up over the small of her back.  Some splashed down between
her cheeks and slid down over her tiny bald pussylips.  I was so far gone
that I barely noticed her looking over her shoulder at me.  I wondered if
she had grown familiar to the hot, splashy feeling of semen hitting her
skin.

   'Da-da?' she asked after me in a caring tone.  I was still in the last
stages of cumming, dribbling onto her back as I staggered to hold myself
upright.  I expected her to be gawking at my spurting cock but instead she
was preoccupied with my facial expression.  I realized then I had to assure
her everything was okay.

   'Good girl.' I wheezed.

   She looked up at me with concern in her eyes, so I returned it with a
smile.  She immediately grinned back at me but was then distracted by the
growing mess over her backside.  Keeping a straight face while cumming is
one thing.  Reassuring an infant by forcing yourself to smile while you're
still cumming onto her is an entirely different challenge altogether.

   It was a heavy load and her little butt was covered in splatter-patterns
of slippery cum.  Her crack was a cloudy line of semen and a slow trickle
had begun to slide down the small of her back.  Her pussy fold glistened
from the slick cum sliding down it.  A delicious sight.  I reveled in it.
"Good girl." I repeated unconsciously.

   'Daddy look!' she swung her arm behind her and slapped the back of her
hand against some semen that had found it's way down along the cute baby
fat contours of her upper body.  Holding the sticky mess up to her eyeline
she cooed and mumbled things.  It was so cute to see her learning the
properties of this most unfamiliar fluid.

   'That's Daddy's' I said, shuffling infront of her on my knees.  The
wooden floor punished my thirty year old knees but it was worth it to give
my little girl a little education.

   'Heeh, sticky!' she half-giggled, turning her hand back and forth and
watching the light reflect off the sticky mess.  Her eyes caught sight of
my dangling cock, the tip slick and still oozing a little semen.  'There's
more!' she squealed, pointing at my cock.  I laughed.

   'There's more, too!' I said, pointing over to her back.  She looked over
her shoulders, then back at my cock.  I could see her mind connecting the
dots.  She grinned up at me before resuming her observations.  A smart
cookie, this one.  Moments passed as I enjoyed her contemplation of my
penis and its handiwork.  I shuffled a little closer and her tiny hand
reached out and grasped my softening cock.  It was very erotic to have her
holding me like this.

   She looked at the dripping, sticky tip and giggled, twisting my penis in
different directions to examine it at different angles.  Some of her
motions were uncomfortable but still it was worth enduring.  She then
looked at me with a look that said she'd just discovered something vitally
important.

   'Daddy wash?' she asked, innocently looking up at me with my cock in her
grasp.

   'Good idea!' I said, quite proud of her.

   She made a cute exclaiming noise and suddenly rolled over, getting up
onto her knees.  Semen splashed out onto the floor.  My living room floor.
Semen.

   'Washiiing!' she squeaked, her feet slapping on the wood as she ran off
toward the bathroom.  Splatters of semen left a telling trail behind her.
My daughter's new found excitement for getting clean was a good sign, but
I'd have to be more careful where I spread my seed in future.  Cleaning
this up would be a great pain, especially as the varnish wasn't completely
impenetrable.  This was a lesson in self-control.  Next time, Diary, I'll
be more prepared, but for now I need to find the seltzer water.

   END