Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. For a Father's Love, Part 5 by wetfly6969 (wetfly6969@aol.com) (Mg, incest, ped) ******************************************************************** I'd like to give a special thanks to Laura McNaughton for all of her assistance with this story. Your proofing is exceptional and your input is very much appreciated. Thank you. ******************************************************************** It was the soft moaning and grunts that awakened me. Looking over at Christy lying next to me I noticed she was in the fetal position, her knees pulled up to her chest with her back to me. Sitting up I pulled her hair away from her face. "Honey, what's wrong?" I asked as any concerned father would. I already knew what her answer would be, but I couldn't let her know that. She sniveled as I slowly stroked her hair. "My... kitty... hurts," she managed to get out between sobs. I took a deep breath. "Turn over and let Daddy see. I want to make sure it's okay." She lay motionless for several long seconds before I pulled her arm, rolling her onto her back. Her legs were still tightly together with her knees facing the ceiling. "Let me see, Honey." It took a while but I was able to get her to relax and open her legs. Damn it looked bad down there. I was a little too rough, I guess, but I couldn't help it. After the first time the other two times went more smoothly and I must have gotten carried away with how easily my cock entered her cum-soaked hole. It was almost like being with Julie again and visions of her flashed through my mind as I made love to Christy. I wanted to fuck her more last night but managed to control myself. I'd hate to see how raw she'd be if I let it go on all night as I wanted. "Let me get some ice," I said, climbing over her to get out. I could still hear her whimpering as I left the room and my hard cock was swinging wildly from side to side with every step. "Why does it hurt?" she asked as I put the cold compress on her. It was soothing and she soon stopped crying. I smiled at her. Last night I thought long and hard on what I'd say to her once she woke up and had my canned answer ready. "It means you're growing up, Honey. Its growing pains, all little girls go through this when they're your age. Its your body's way of saying you're a big girl now and can do big girl stuff," I said, giving her a big smile. If this thing with Dr. Brown fell through and I get arrested, I want her to know everything we did was okay and if I'm not busted, I want this to continue so either way, this will work out in my favor. Bending over I kissed her cheek. "Just remember, baby girl, Daddy loves you with all his heart," I said, kissing her neck and then each nipple. Slowly I worked my way down her belly and nudged the ice pack away with my nose. I wanted to taste her girly charms. "Daddy, I gotta pee," she said the instant my tongue touched her sensitive crack. Moving away, I watched as she struggled to get out of bed. It was only 5:49 in the morning and we still had time to play before work and school but watching her waddling towards the bathroom made me rethink my plans. She's still hurting too much right now to do anything else. The loud shriek brought me out of bed and rushing into the bathroom. She had a pained expression on her face and her fists were clinched together on her lap. "Christy, what's the matter?" "It burns, Daddy. It burns a lot," she said with tightly closed eyes. I stood listening as she peed in small spurts until her bladder was emptied. It took almost five minutes before she stopped, releasing just a little each time. My cock was still rock hard and pointing towards the wall just over her head. I stepped closer. Her pussy might be too sore, but her mouth surely isn't. Several drops of clear pre-cum had dripped off the tip and was pooling on the floor as I watched her. Another drop emerged to begin it's long, slow decent towards the ground, suspended to the tip by a web-thin line. I stepped closer to her, watching, as the droplet finally broke free, landing on her leg. She noticed it too and stared at it as it unhurriedly trickled towards her inner thigh. I brushed the tip along her lips, glossing them with pre-cum and gave a stern thrust, pushing it hard against her mouth. Slowly her lips parted and I slid the head in. "Suck it, Honey. Suck it good for Daddy," I said, slowly rocking my hips back and forth. The suction increased as she took a full three inches of my cock into her mouth. A hard shove sent more inside, hitting the back of her throat and causing her to gag. She'll have to work on that but for now I'm satisfied with her just sucking what she can. There will be time later to teach her to deep throat. That is if I'm not in jail. Taking both hands I had her hold the part of me not inside of her mouth and kept my hand over hers while I stroked them back and forth. "This is how you do it," I instructed, squeezing her hands tightly. It didn't take long. I suspected it wouldn't. Even though she knew it was coming and knew what to expect, the first wad striking the back of her throat caused her to gag and pull back. My other hand had been behind her head guiding the pace and holding her in place so she had nowhere to go. Several hard spasms sent a lot of cum into her sucking mouth and I grunted out for her to swallow it all. She obeyed. Even after I finished and my cock began to go soft, she kept sucking, nursing as if she were a baby on a teat. Smiling I slowly stroked her hair and raised her chin to look up at me. My cock popped free from her mouth and a large spittle of saliva and cum dropped down onto her lap. I leaned down and kissed her on the lips, tasting myself. "Get cleaned up, I'll make us breakfast," I said stepping away as if nothing really happened between us. I looked back to see her gingerly wiping her reddened pussy. It took her a while to come into the kitchen and when I saw she had on her nightgown, I immediately explained our new "house rule". "Honey, when we're home alone, we're not going to wear clothes any more," I said walking over to her. Leaning down, I took the hem and pulled it over her head. Damn it, she was wearing panties too! "Those come off," I said turning back towards the stove. I had time today so I made scrambled eggs and toast. I kept stealing glances of her sexy young body sitting at the bar with her slender legs swinging back and forth over the side of the stool. The toast was done and buttered, the eggs fluffy and hot and I was hard once again. I'd just busted a nut down her throat twenty minutes earlier and again I was hard. "Why don't you pour the OJ," I suggested, trying to get my attention away from her. I watched as she struggled to get down and slowly made her way to the fridge. She was still sore and walked like an old woman. Reaching down I squeezed my erection. I could be quick, I thought with a smile and lowered her plate. Grasping it, I began jerking off, keeping the head above the eggs to capture the pre-cum that would soon be dripping out. With any luck I'll be adding my secret hand sauce to her food before she notices. My back was to her and I watched as several beads of pre-cum dripped onto her food. I was close and jerked off like a horny teenager until I came. She was putting back the OJ as I was painting her eggs with streaks of white goo. The heat made it lose its coloring quickly but it was still there. I couldn't eat my eggs as I watched her eating. Several times the eggs going into her mouth were tethered to the ones still on her plate by a thin connection of cum and I felt my cock harden from the show. My eggs were cold by the time she finished and I noticed a small pool of slime still on her plate. "Clean your plate," I said, motioning with my eyes. She looked down and noticed the clear, quarter-sized dot and looked back at me. "Lick it up, Honey. You know Daddy doesn't like it when you don't finish your food." My cock throbbed when she leaned over her plate and scooped up the blob with her tongue. I could breathe now. She waddled towards the bedroom and I knew she wouldn't be able to go to school like that. "Honey, how 'bout we stay home today. I'll call us in sick and we'll spend the entire day in bed, what do you say?" She looked up at me not sure how to respond. She knew an offer like that came at a price. She would get to skip school, which she'd love to do, but that meant spending the entire day in bed, naked, with me. I smiled reaching for the phone. "Swallow this," I said handing her the Percocet and a glass of water. I sprained my back about six months ago and still had a few pills left over. This should help her with the pain. Flipping on the TV, I turned it to the cartoon network and lay with her until the drug dulled her pain. "How's your kitty?" I asked after about 45 minutes. "It do not hurt no more." I smiled. Even though she will feel this later, for now I'll be able to show her what big girls do with their kitties. Kissing her neck, she giggled and squirmed while my finger found her pussy. I was as horny and excited as a boy on his first date and she responded to my eagerness. Taking her hand, I put it on my cock while I licked and sucked her nipples. Shifting around, I was able to lick her budding clitty while pointing my leaking shaft towards her mouth. She needed no instructions as her little pink tongue extended and licked the tip. Last night was practice, now it's for real. She was unconscious before and didn't respond but I'm about to show her just what it takes to please me. Reaching for the KY, I positioned myself between her legs and watched her staring at what I was doing over her flat chest. She jumped when I spread some of the gel on her. "It's cold, Daddy," she said trying to close her legs. I was kneeling between them making that impossible. "Don't worry, Honey, Daddy's going to warm your kitty for you." Rubbing the tip along her crack I smiled as the end slid inside her hole about a quarter of an inch. "Christy, do you love Daddy?" She nodded her head enthusiastically. "Daddy's going to teach you how to show your love, okay?" Again she nodded and I applied more pressure. She grunted as the crown reached her stretched opening and she immediately wriggled away while pushing her hand against my stomach. "That feels funny, Daddy." "I know, baby girl, but you'll get used to it. This is important for you to learn and only daddies can teach their little girls this." She stopped struggling and with a little more pressure, the head slipped inside. She sucked in a gasp of air and I felt her tight hole contracting and relaxing repeatedly. I waited until the pulses slowed before pushing more into her. Turning my attention to her face, I stared into her bright green eyes almost frozen with fear, but not defying me or questioning what I was doing. Another inch slipped into her before she tensed again. I reached for the KY. She'll need more lube. By lunchtime I was worn out and panting from my most recent orgasm. She was lying beside me motionless, her body sultry from the four hours we'd spent making love. I was able to have three powerful ejaculations, each of them deep inside her tiny crevice, flooding the cramped space beyond capacity. My breathing slowed as I turned to her. "Baby, you were great and you made Daddy very happy. You like making Daddy happy don't you?" I asked, reassuring her that even though she may not have enjoyed what we did, it was something that needed to continue to make me happy. She didn't respond so I re-asked the question and watched her head bob slightly. "I know you do, Honey. Now Daddy's going to make lunch. You just rest a while," I added getting up to pee. Her pussy is still very tight and felt as if it would rub the skin off several times, but by God, that's the best piece of ass I've ever had, bar none. And the best part is, she's all mine to do with what I want. I smiled at the thought as I pulled out the bread to make sandwiches. Spreading the mayo on one slice a fleeting thought crossed my mind at how much it looks like cum. Smiling I looked down at my semi-erect cock. "Can you muster another load?" I asked aloud. I had to laugh at the question and thought how silly it was to even ask. Slowly I began rubbing it. I was sore from her vice-grip tightness but still had it hard and slippery with pre-cum within minutes. Holding the dry slice under the head, I began shooting several ropes of cum across the bread until I couldn't cum any more. My sperm count is seriously low and I hardly shot a teaspoon out, but it will be enough for now. Taking the sandwich and a handful of Cheetos into the room, I sat and watched with a big grin as she gulped down the food. We had about five more hours before we were to meet with Dr. Brown and I needed to get some rest before continuing. Besides, I didn't want to wear her out or make her too sore. We'd be able to make love at least three more times before we left and would still have time to shower. If this is my last day of freedom, I want to make it a memorable one. Turning off the light I pulled her damp body closer and we spooned until I drifted off to sleep. ~ end of part 5 feedback can be sent to: wetfly6969@aol.com thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed it!