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                            TEMPEST
                    by Emerson Laken-Palmer

                            Part 1.

  I lay in my bed.  Horny as hell, with a boner that's so hard it
has raised the blankets and sheets, at my middle, like a tent.  The
feel of the material, against my cock-tip, only makes me harder and
hornier.

  Karen, my wife of fifteen years, has already informed me that she
is "not in the mood" and will in no way assist me in the sexual
relief I am so desperate for.  Sexual relief that she is so lax in
giving, at any time, in any form, anyway.

  Karen, at 34, is not the girl I married anymore.  With her 190
pound frame and sagging tits she is not the picture of sexual
fulfillment.  For the last six years her idea of sex is just me
laying on her and pumping for the few minutes it takes.  I have to
be careful to pull my penis out of her, at just the right moment,
and catch my seed in my hand because she doesn't want any messy
stuff on or inside of her.  Karen's pussy is as big as a cavern now
and she will not take my cock in her mouth or allow me to perform
any "unusual" sex acts on her.

  In other words, sex with my wife is a total bust and a worthless
effort.

  I have, for these last six years, developed another sexual
outlet.  An outlet that is far more satisfying but far more
dangerous.  I'm not talking about prostitutes.  The danger with a
hooker is deadly in this age.  AIDS is a death sentence.  But maybe
my outlet is a death sentence as well.

  I look to my side and check on Karen.  I don't know why I have
to look.  She is snoring like a cow.  She is dead asleep.  Nothing
can wake her when she is snoring like that.  Nothing ever has.

  I pull the blankets from my naked body and rise from my bed.  The
room is dark with only the glow from the nightlight to show me the
way out the door and into the hallway.

  I walk across to my daughter's room.  It is a little brighter in
here with both a nightlight and the moonlight from the bedroom
window.

  I tread to Tempie's bed and look down at her.  She is softly
sleeping, on her side, her back to me, with her blonde hair flowing
over her pillow.  The warm night has caused her to kick her
blankets to the floor again and I look at her fourteen year old
body, clad in a white t-shirt that has ridden up to just below her
small breasts.  Further down I can see the evident curve of her
budding womanhood as it fans up from her slim waist to her round,
soft looking ass.  She is wearing black bikini panties which have
pulled into the crack between her buttocks as she has slept.

  I reach down and gingerly feel her supple bum cheek as I watch
her breathing rhythmically in the quiet room.  Her behind is so
much softer than it appears.  I squeeze it tenderly and let my hand
wander over the warm globe as I take my other hand and squeeze my
pipe-hard cock.

  Tempie doesn't stir as I fondle her ass or as I slowly run my
hand up the creamy skin of her soft stomach.  I push my hand under
her shirt.  She is wearing no bra and I find and grasp my little
daughter's hot, firm, young breast.  It fits precisely in my hand.
I can feel it's nipple against my sweaty palm as I squeeze and
caress it.

  I continue to pump my burning cock as I bend and reach to fondle
my little girl's other breast.  My excitement is making me shiver
now.

  Tempie's breathing catches for a moment and I quickly pull my
hand away from her.  Her eyes do not open but she moans softly and
then slowly rolls onto her back.  Her breathing stops for just a
second and then I see her pretty lips part and she begins to
breathe through her mouth as I look down at her.  I can see her
white teeth and the tip of her pink tongue now.


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                            TEMPEST
                    by Emerson Laken-Palmer

                            Part 2.

  I stand still for a time, just watching her sleep.  In her new
position, her girlish thighs are slightly parted and I can see,
below her flat stomach, to the jut of her pussy mound, under the
material of her panties.  I can even make out a few strands of
pussy hair, peeking out from the elastic of the black bikinis.

  I slowly reach down and cup my hand over the soft material,
between her warm, fleshy thighs, feeling the heat of her body as
it radiates from her pussy and through the nylon of her underpants.
My palm can feel the hard bone at the top of her pussy and my
fingers relish the feel of the dainty softness of her billowy lips.
I rub there gingerly now, pressing the material of her panties into
her slit as I do so.  My middle two fingers can detect the slick
moisture that has soaked through the fabric as she has slept.

  I tremble from the enormity of the awful act I am engaging in:
rubbing my young daughter's sexual area as I stand here and jack
on my cock.

  I remember that, years ago, this was enough to get me over.  I
used to jack cum onto her little, sleeping body, shooting pearl-
colored droplets of semen all over her exposed stomach and thighs.

Then I'd gently clean her off and quietly go back to my room.  In
the last few years though this has not been enough.

  My cock aches from the excitement.  I can feel my slimy pre-cum
lubricating the head as I take my hand from myself.  I am beyond
control now as I lean to Tempie and take hold of the waistband of
her underpants.  I pull them slowly downward, working them from
under her butt and watching as the forbidden triangle of her downy,
hair-covered pussy comes into view.  I am breathing hard as I pull
them down her thighs and then down her pliant legs.

  I check the crotch of her panties now.  It is soaked with her
feminine secretions.  I put the material to my nose and smell it.
There is nothing like the pungent scent of young pussy.  It is
sexually sharp and thrilling.  I lick the thick deposit from the
cotton lining and savor the sweet, slightly salty taste of her sex
on my tongue as I drop the bikinis to the floor.

  I look down at the tangled fur of her pubic mound now. I can just
make out the indentation between the puffy lips of her most private
place.  It draws me like a magnate.  I place my hand over it again,
this time feeling the actual hot flesh and soft hair of my
daughter's dainty pussy.  I gently caress her there for a moment
and then I push my finger into her delicate fold.  It is very warm
and slick with wetness inside her female furrow.  I work my finger
carefully into her vagina, seeing her stomach muscles tighten as
the breath catches in her throat again.  I do not pull my hand away
this time.  Instead I collect the sexual lubrication from deep
within her hole and I spread it, throughout her slit, with my
middle finger. Tempie's breathing pattern changes now but she does
not awaken.

  I slowly remove my finger from her pussy, sniff the heady allure
of her sharp, sexual fragrance and then lick Tempie's fluids from
it.  The scent and the taste of her have driven me to sexual frenzy
and I take hold of her soft calves and slowly spread her legs wide
apart on her little bed.  Squeezing my rigid cock one more time,
I move onto the bed, getting on my knees, between her creamy thighs
and using one arm to slowly lower myself above her sleeping body.
I look down as my other hand holds my cock and guides it toward its
open, exposed target.  I can feel the thrill as my penis-head
touches the hot, wet skin between my daughter's pussy lips.  I rub
the sensitive knob, at the tip of my cock, up and down in her
slickened groove and then I feel the dimple of her opening and I
hesitate, just for a moment, and then press firmly inward.  I can
feel the pop as my cock-head enters my daughter's slippery but
restrictive vagina and I suppress a groan from the thrill of the
sensations that cause my leg and stomach muscles to tighten.

  I lower my body gently down onto her warm, soft, cuddly, little
frame.  I can see the freckles, on the bridge of her nose, as her
eyes flicker open, inches from my own.  "Daddy?  Is that you?" her
sleepy voice intones to me.


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                            TEMPEST
                    by Emerson Laken-Palmer

                            Part 3.

  "Yes, baby," I whisper, feeling her slippery pussy lips quiver
tightly around my cock head. "It's okay.  It's Daddy."

  I push a little more cock into her.

  "Ow!" she says, but in a whisper.

  "Sorry, honey.  Relax."

  "Oooooohhhh Daddy, that feels funny..."

  "Shhhhh." I say as I push more of myself into her body.  She is
very tight and entry has always been difficult for her.  A year
ago, when I first started to have actual intercourse with Tempie,
it took nearly a half an hour to just get it inside of her and she
was never able to take in all of my cock until just about six
months ago.

  I feel her tiny hands push at my chest and her little body
squirms under me, causing her legs and her pussy to open wider for
me.  I pull my moistened shaft back a little but then push it
inward again and feel the exquisite sensations as my cock presses
fully into her sexual cavity.  I can feel the opening of my
daughter's cervix as it presses against the most sensitive area of
my penis.  I have to remain still, locked within her, as I strain
to keep myself from cumming right at this very moment.

  My eyes are tightly shut from the intensity of the sensations and
I hear her whispering to me,  "Daddy, it's so big.  It hurts me,
Daddy.  Please take it out."

  I push my mouth to her ear, feeling the softness of her cheek and
smelling the natural perfume of her sandy hair at my nose.  "Do the
sex kiss with me, like I taught you," I instruct her.

  I move my mouth to hers' and she obediently opens her lips and
parts her teeth for me.  Her mouth tastes sweet as I suck and spar
with her little tongue and her lips mesh precisely with my own.
(Everyone always says that she has her father's mouth).  I push her
shirt up over her firm breasts so that I can feel them pressing
against my hairy chest.  Then I wrap my arms around her small body,
hug her to me, and begin to fuck her, hearing her grunt, through
her nose, with each forward thrust of my ass.

  After only a few minutes, I can feel my nuts begin to strain and
I am about to spew a massive amount of our family's seed directly
up into my own little girl.

  I freeze, holding my cock motionless in the hot constriction of
her tight pussy and I pull my mouth from hers.  "Tempie," I
breathlessly whisper to her closed eyes, "Daddy's going to cum.
Do you want to cum?"

  Her eyes flicker open and I can see the baby blue of her irises.
I fuck a couple of deep, hard thrusts and watch her face as I do
it to her.  The anxiety in her eyes has been replaced by a glaze
of sexual lust.  That's the way it has always been with her.  She
always resists sex with me until she becomes horny but, once she's
aroused, she will sometimes even ask me to do dirty things with
her.

  "Yes," she whispers in my ear.

  I lean my head down and take the soft nipple of her breast into
my mouth.  I suck on it and feel it harden between my lips for a
moment.  "What do you want to do?" I ask her.

  I feel Tempie pushing her pussy up under me, coaxing me to keep
fucking her as she closes her eyes again in thought.

  "Suck my pussy, Daddy," she says dreamily.

  That's what she likes the best.  It's what I used to do with
Tempie in the years before I started to fuck her.  I used to lick
her smooth little snatch when she was younger.  I always made her
cum real hard that way.  Sometimes I would come to her room in the
night (like tonight) and play with the budding nipples of her flat
chest and teach her how to kiss.  Then, when the passion of her
kisses conveyed to me that she was aroused, I would gently lay her
down, spread her legs and then lick her little, hairless pussy
while I masturbated myself to climax.  She would come many times
that way.  Tempie was very orgasmic, even at nine.


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                            TEMPEST
                    by Emerson Laken-Palmer

                            Part 4.

  From there, we progressed to where I had her jack me off while
I either licked or used my hand to manipulate her bare little
muffin (that's what she called her pussy then) to orgasm.  Her hand
looked so small as it worked up and down my large shaft and she
made such cute faces when it became suddenly icky with my cum.

  I used to feel guilty about it afterwards.  I knew that it was
forbidden.  I knew that I was taking advantage of her.  I would try
to make myself stop, knowing that it was very wrong and that I was
abusing and defiling my sweet little girl.  But sometimes (when I
was home alone and thinking about never EVER doing anything, like
that, with her again) she would come home from school and my little
darling would come in to me, stand by my desk and then wordlessly
step out of her underpants.

  "What are you doing?" I would ask her as I looked down at the
discarded white, cotton panties sitting next to her shiny, patient
leather shoes.

  Then she would pull up the front of her skirt, exposing her
skinny thighs and her puffy little pussy for me and say, "Lick it,
Daddy!"

  I wouldn't think twice about it.  I'd drop to the floor, in front
of her, take hold of her soft little butt cheeks and pull her
middle to my face so I could smell the sharp, girl-scent of her
bald pussy.  Then, as she excitedly clasped my head between her
little hands, I would proceed to eagerly lick into her delicate,
musky little notch and feel her parting her knees and pressing the
warm mound of her soft, hairless pussy to my mouth until her
spindly legs began to wobble and she shuddered and came.

  I started teaching her to take care of me, in the same way, when
she was eleven.  Tempie, with my training, was very accomplished
at sucking cock by the time she finished grade school.  I used to
find it comical, at first, the way her lips stretched to take in
the massive head of my stiff penis.  I can remember grasping her
soft, little shoulders, as she knelt before me, and watching her,
barrette decorated, blond head bobbing on my shaft.  As I stood
there, and my cock felt the delicious shocks and pangs that her
little mouth was generating through me, I would instruct her in how
to properly give head.  I taught her the right place to work her
hot tongue and warm lips and the proper time to add suction and how
to hold my balls as she nursed on me.  I taught her how to push her
little finger into my ass (when I started to cum) and, by the time
she was in Junior High, she could take my cock deep in her mouth
and even swallow my spurting load of semen better than a seasoned
whore.

  When she was twelve (and wispy hair first appeared on her
maturing pussy lips and her breasts began to swell) we started
regularly doing sixty-nine with each other.  We both liked to do
it, while laying on our sides together (my head between her parted
legs and her face at my crotch) and it soon became a weekly
routine.  We got so good at recognizing how close the other was to
orgasm that we learned how to pace each other, as we licked and
sucked, and time it so that we'd bring each other off at almost the
exact same moment.  Our teamed orgasms were so thrilling.  She
would have me at just the point of climax and, as I greedily licked
into her, I'd see her pale ass cheeks suddenly tighten and her legs
would close around my head and go rigid.  I would reach down and
clutch her tender, little breasts and start licking out the slimy
sweetness from the fragrant slot of her spasming sexual opening
while, at that same moment, I could feel her little mouth working
excitedly on my orgasming cock and sucking as I spurt my ejaculate.

  I was always overcome by severe remorse afterwards though and,
if it were still early, I would take her to the soda shop and buy
her something to both give her a treat and to ease my sickened
conscience.

  I can remember once sitting at the booth in the soda shop with
her.  She was still wearing the blue and white cheerleader uniform,
that she wore home from Junior High, and she looked so sweet and
lovely and wholesome as she sipped her chocolate soda from the
straw.


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                            TEMPEST
                    by Emerson Laken-Palmer

                            Part 5.

  We seemed to make such a lovely father-daughter picture, as we
sat there, and her many school friends recognized her and called
out or waved to us.  I felt like the world's sickest pervert and
my stomach ached as I watched my own rosy-cheeked, blond, little
thirteen-year-old and realized that, just ten minutes earlier, I
had pumped my thick, heady sperm into her pretty mouth.

  "That soda should remove the icky taste," I apologetically
assured her.

  Tempie stopped sipping and looked up at me.  "Daddy!" she
complained loudly and then she smiled at my gloomy face and leaned
to me, looking around the room and holding her hand to my ear so
that no one could hear her whisper, "I like the taste of your cum."

  As I remember, it was later, that very night, that I first
attempted vaginal penetration with her.

  I slowly pull my cock from her tight hole, sensing the suction
as it plops from her small, warm, curvy, little body.  Then I move
down between her thighs, which she spreads widely for me.  I know
how she likes it.  I grasp her soft hips and place my mouth over
the open folds of her wet sex, pushing my tongue deep into her
tasty vagina and sucking and probing, using my upper lip to massage
her clitoris.  Tempie cums after only a minute of this, rewarding
me with a massive amount of sweet, sexual nectar directly on my
tongue.  She doesn't make a sound as she grabs my hair and trembles
rigidly in orgasm.  We have both become adept at not making any noise
when we have sex.

  I move back over her, seeing the glow of sexual satisfaction on
her sweet, young face.  "How are you going to take care of me?" I
whisper to her.

  "In me, Daddy."

  God, I want to.  But I do have a fear about it.  "When was your
last period?" I ask.

  "It's due in a couple of days."

  I hadn't cum inside of her in a few months.  Not since her
periods first began.  I really need a good release though.  "Okay,"
I say, pushing my cock slowly back into the hot, slick tightness
of her pussy until I can feel her little pubic mound pressing
against mine and the softness of her spread thighs on my hips.  I
am lightheaded from the sensations.

  "Kiss me, Daddy," Tempie whispers into my ear and she wraps her
arms around my neck.  I put my open mouth to hers and I feel her
sweet tongue probe me as I begin to steadily fuck her again.  I
know that she can taste her piquant cum in my mouth as I begin to
strongly churn my cock into her blossoming young body with a rising
sexual frenzy.

  Tempie pushes her pussy up to meet my inward thrusts and she
moans into my face to show me that my fucking feels good, to her
now, too.  I know, from experience, that she is on the edge of
another orgasm and I grind into her harder to bring her to climax
with me.  She is so dirty and sweet (just the way I have made her)
and in a matter of moments I am sucking hard on her eager mouth and
my rigid cock is jerking, deep inside of her, and spewing a huge
load of my semen directly into my baby girl's little belly.  I can
feel her under me, tightening her pussy muscles around my spurting
cock and drawing my load into her as she hugs me tightly.  She
knows so well how to give me a complete and powerful orgasm.  Her
soft legs are wrapping around my ass now and I can feel her heels
urging me into her as I erupt again and again in an intense and
massive climax.

  I think I may have screamed.  I don't know.  It felt so good that
I almost passed out.  I lay on top of her soft, adolescent body for
a few minutes, trembling and feeling my cock shrinking inside of
her until it finally goes totally soft and she forces it out with
her tight vaginal muscles.



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                            TEMPEST
                    by Emerson Laken-Palmer

                            Part 6.

  "God, that was good!" I whisper, and I hug her to me, thinking
about how much I am going to hate it when my little girl is sixteen
and old enough to go out on dates with boys.

  "Get off me now," she instructs me, "I've got to get some sleep
for school tomorrow."

  "Alright, baby," I say, as I sit up between her widely parted
legs and look down at my lovely daughter's stretched and open
pussy.  I can see my generous load of sperm, lewdly flowing out of
her reddened hole like a curdled river of thick, sour milk.

  I feel the weight of guilt again as I climb out of her warm
little bed.  I want to say something to her.  Something fatherly.
Something that would help her to forgive me for all of this.
Something that would regain for me the love and respect that a girl
feels for a normal father.  But how can I act as a father to her
after the contemptible thing I have just done with her again?

  I lean to her and kiss her forehead, wishing that I had never
started these grotesquely immoral activities with her.  I push her
legs more modestly together and pull her shirt down to cover her
little breasts.  "Go clean up, sweetheart," I say, "and I'll see
you in the morning."

  Tempie smiles up at me.  A smile full of adoring sweetness, just
like the smiles she gave me when I rocked her in my arms as an
innocent baby girl.

  I turn from her, feeling unworthy of such a smile.  I know how
I am.  I know I have no control.  I know that I will be back and
that I will do it to her again some night soon.
  As I reach her door, I hear her hushed voice calling behind me,

"Goodnight, Daddy," she whispers, "I love you!"


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