It was a week before Ashley's ninth birthday when things started to go bad. I had been called to my daughters school for a parent/teacher conference, and as soon as I arrived I was met by Ashley's teacher, and the school psychologist. I already didn't like the look of this. We sat down, and Ashley's teacher Got straight to the point.

"Has Ashley been getting enough sleep at home?" He began. "Because I've noticed that lately she's been really tired in class. She's even fallen asleep at her desk a couple of times."

I had to come up with something quick. "I've had her up late eating my cum, and licking her sweet little pussy." was not gonna fly. "Well, I guess that's my fault." I said with a sigh. "I've been real behind at work, and I've been trying to catch up at home on my computer. I mean, I put her to bed on time, but she doesn't seem to want to go to sleep until I lay down."

The psychologist nodded with a knowing look on her face, and said, "Well, she's at that age, you know. She just wants attention, and approval."

"Yeah, I guess." I said, thinking to myself, 'Ain't that the truth. She wants attention, and approval so bad, she'll even eat your cum, if you tell her that's how to be a good little girl.'

She smiled sympathetically, and continued, "We were just concerned because often irregular sleep patterns can be symptomatic of other problems."

I must have looked as puzzled as I was by that, because she, and Ashley's teacher exchanged a glance, both shifting uncomfortably in their chairs, before she went on. "Recently some information of a rather delicate nature has come to light, and it involves a very touchy subject." She paused for a moment, giving me a searching look. "To be honest," she said, "I'm not too sure how to broach this with you."

"Child sexual abuse." the teacher blurted out, and I felt my blood run cold.

The psychologist shot him an irate glance, and then they both looked at me. It seemed like the three of us sat there forever, the power of those three words hanging oppressively over us. I finally cleared my throat, and stuttered, "Wh-what?"

The psychologist quickly began to explain, "Please don't be alarmed. We don't think anyone has been abusing your daughter."

I heaved a sigh of relief, but obviously not for the reason that they thought. "The thing is," she said slowly, "The reason this is difficult is that it involves one of her classmates, so of course there are privacy concerns, but we very much hope that we can count on your discretion."

I was still somewhat nervous, needless to say, so it took me a moment to realize that they were waiting for a response from me before going on. "Oh, uh, sure. I mean, of course." I finally blurted out clumsily.

The psychologist sighed heavily, then continued, "We know that Ashley spends a lot of time at her friend Jannie's house, and we were just wondering if she's displayed any unusual behaviour after having been there?"

I pondered that for a moment. 'Well,' I thought to myself, 'Last time she came home from Jannie's I watched her masturbate, and when she tried to suck my cock against my wishes, I spanked her, cumming on her while I did so, and as it turns out, that caused her to have an orgasm as well. Nothing TOO odd about that I guess.' Of course, I didn't say any of that. I just asked, "What do you mean by, unusual behavior?"

"Well," the psychologist explained, "Acting moody, um, seeming to be a little withdrawn, acting sad, or angry for no obvious reason."

I was puzzled again, and said, "I thought you'd said Ashley hadn't been abused."

Here the teacher spoke up again, "We have no reason to think that she was, but since she and Jannie are so close, we think that she may have confided in Ashley."

He glanced at the psychologist, who took over again, saying, "Often times, and especially in young children, keeping a secret like this can cause them to display, to a lesser degree, some of the same symptoms as the victim."

"It's the kind of thing she might lose sleep over." I said, finally getting it.

The psychologist nodded. "Exactly," she agreed, "but since you've explained that, we were wondering, since we've got you here, is there anything else you might be able to tell us."

I thought about that. 'Well, I suppose I could tell you in graphic detail about how I've been sexually molesting my daughter, but I don't think I'm going to.' Ran, unbidden, through my head, but what I said was, "No, I'm sorry, I can't really think of anything." Even though at this point I was pretty sure that this was not some elaborate ruse to trap me, I was still nervous, and attempted to cover it by asking, "Is Jannie okay? What's going on?"

A slightly pained expression crossed her face, and the psychologist said, "I'm sorry, but we're just not at liberty to discuss it. It's just a suspicion, and might turn out to be nothing, but we have to pursue these things aggressively. The health, and safety of our students is a subject we treat with utmost concern, and having a child in our school, I'm sure you can appreciate that."

I nodded, wearing a severe expression. "Yes, of course." I said, "I hope it turns out to be nothing."

They exchanged another glance, and then the psychologist opened a file in front of her, and took out a pen while saying, "Of course. We hope it turns out to be nothing as well, but just so we're clear, you haven't noticed Ashley exhibiting any strange behaviour?"

I shook my head, and she quickly scribbled some notes in her file. "Okay, and," she continued, "she hasn't said anything that in retrospect strikes you as odd, or might make you think that she's hiding something?"

Again I shook my head adding, "nope, she's been fine, as far as I can tell."

Once again she wrote in her file, and then closed it, and stood up, extending her hand. "Thank you so much for coming in." she said warmly, as I shook her hand. "Hopefully this will be the last you'll hear about it. Like I said, most of the time, it turns out to be nothing."

Ashley's teacher also stood up, shook my hand, and thanked me for my time. I went, and gathered Ashley from the library where she'd been waiting for me, and as we headed home I mulled over the subtler implications of that little meeting. When I'd first left, I'd felt like I was pretty safe, but the more I thought about it, the more I began to doubt it. Maybe they really were after me. I mean, if the police were building a case against me, wouldn't they do something like this? Having a psychologist interview me in such a way so as not to arouse my suspicion? And when her teacher had blurted out "child sexual abuse", had that been a ploy? You know, to see how I'd react? I started feeling really paranoid, like time was running out, and it put a real edge on our sex-play that night. I practically ripped her panties off, and ate her little pussy like I might not get another chance, because I felt that maybe I wouldn't. I did it right there at the kitchen table after dinner, taking her a little by surprise.

"Daddy?!" she yelped, as I lifted her onto the table, and pulled her little dress up. "What about the dishes?" she asked, barley having time to lift her ass, as I yanked her little panties off.

"The dishes can wait." I seethed, "Right now Daddy needs his dessert."

She giggled, saying, "Daddy, you're silly." but then quickly began moaning, and panting, as I savaged her tiny pink vagina with my mouth.

I had pssionately, even forcefully, licked, and sucked Ashley's sweet little pussy over the past year, but nothing like this. The sense of paranoid desperation I was feeling set me to the task with a zeal I hadn't even known I was capable of. Relatively quickly she had two orgasms in succession, and I used her cum as lube to insert my finger into her tight little sphincter. By the time she had her third orgasm, I was finger fucking her ass with vigor, as I licked her hard little clit. "Ooooooodaaaaaaddyyyyy!" she cried, shuddering, and writhing on the table in front of me.

By the time of her fourth, and then fifth orgasms, my cock was leaking so much precum that it was running down my leg. That's when I got up, and started quickly washing the dishes. Ashley lay on the table, taking a few minutes to recover from all the cumming she'd just done, and then hopped down off the table, slipping out of her skirt, and blouse. She came up behind me, slipping her arms around my waist. "Oooo Daddy," she panted, "I want to play with your cock." as she unzipped my fly, and pulled out my hard, throbbing member.

I finished the dishes, as Ashley pressed her naked body against me,stroking the shaft of my cock like a little girl who really wanted to return the favor for some good orgasms. I rinsed the last dish, pulled the plug, and then twisted my body around to look down at her, and said, "Shower time."

She clapped her hands with girlish glee, and said, "Goody!" unbuckling my belt, and pulling my trousers down, as I unbuttoned my shirt.

She kicked her feet with excitement as I picked her up, and carried her to the bathroom, leaving our clothes on the kitchen floor. I sat her on the toilet, and turned on the tap. As we waited for the water to heat up, I crouched down between her legs, and started licking her pussy again. "Daddy," she protested, "I want to play with your cock."

I ran my tongue all over her moist, pink vagina, promising, "Oh, you'll get to play with my cock. Don't you worry your pretty little head about that."

She was still highly aroused, so it didn't take much stimulation before she was cumming again. As I stroked my cock, the taste of her sweet juice flowing into my mouth, as her high pitched voice chanted, "OoooDaddy, ooooDaddy, ooooDaddy." in an urgent whisper,was almost enough to make cum right there on the floor next to the toilet. But no, I had to save that for my good little girl. She just loved to eat my cum. She wanted to make me feel good, the way I made her feel good, and that's what made her the perfect lover. Oftentimes she would shudder, and moan, as my sperm blasted into her mouth. The act of swallowing my cum actually causing her to have an orgasm. I understood, because I felt the same way. I had to stop stroking, and squeeze the shaft, or just keep my hands off my cock entirely when she'd cum, my balls would ache so to climax with her. That first night when we'd cum together had really set the tone for our entire sexual relationship.

When she grasped my head, and her body shook from her next orgasm, I dropped my cock, reached over, and pulled open the shower curtain, as I sucked down her thick, sweet cum. It tasted so sweet in my mouth, that it made my dick twitch. She finished off with an "Ooooo" and, a shudder, while I tongue kissed her little hole to get every drop that I could.

Then I stood up, stepped into the shower, and held my hand out for her to follow me. The way that she smiled at me, with half closed eyes, as she reached out, and grasped my hand, reminded me of someone on opium. She looked like she was feeling no pain. Having just had seven orgasms so close together like that, her knees wobbled as she tried to stand, so I reached out, and helped her into the shower, holding her up, until she recovered. We washed each other, and Ashley spent a good long time lathering up, and rubbing my penis, so that when we finally rinsed off, and she started really stroking my cock, it was about ready to burst. Her little hands had become so skilled that she could practically do me better than I could do myself. She was stroking me with one hand, and fondling my balls with the other, so that she could feel them draw up as I made ready to cum. She got on her knees, and slipped the head of my penis into her mouth. "Wait, wait," I panted, gently pushing her head back. "Open your mouth, and close your eyes. I want to watch it squirt in."

Like the good little girl she was, she obeyed, placing her hands on my thighs, as I took over stroking my cock. She looked so pretty kneeling in front of me with her eyes closed, and her mouth open, her hands shaking against my thighs in anticipation of my hot cum.

"Nnngggaaahhh, aaaaahhhhh, uuuuuhhhhh." I grunted rhythmically, as I ejaculated on her face, my sperm blasting out in thick white ribbons, landing on her nose, her cheeks, her chin, but mostly in her mouth. I could feel each ejaculation in my hand as it rocketed up the shaft of my hard cock, squirting onto my daughter's beautiful face.

I could feel her little hands shudder as she let out an almost pained, "Nnnnnnggghhh." Knowing that she was cumming too just made my own orgasm more intense.

As the last waves of pleasure ran through me, I put the tip of my dick on her tongue, and she immediately closed her mouth around the head of my cock, suckling to coax out every last drop. When she did that, I grasped her head in my hands.

"Nnnnnngggghhhhhhh." I grunted as another intense wave of ecstasy swept through me.

I smiled down at her, and she suddenly opened her eyes, looking up at me. As I stared into her deep blue eyes, the head of my penis in her mouth, thick globs of my sperm all over her face, I was on the edge of tears, the emotion was so intense. She pulled her mouth off of my cock with a little pop, swallowed my load, and then grinned up at me, and said, "I love you daddy."

My smile got a little wider, and I responded, "I love you too baby." as a tear rolled down my cheek.

She used her finger to scoop the cum off of her face, and into her mouth, and then we got cleaned up. We got out of the shower, and started drying off. I was holding her between my knees as I sat on the toilet, toweling off her hair. Normally she would get a little fussy when I dried her hair, but tonight she was quiet as a field mouse. I stopped to see if her hair was dry enough to comb again, when I noticed the she was just staring at me, and grinning.

"What?" I chuckled, arching an eyebrow at her.

"I love you Daddy." she said sweetly.

"aww," I said, leaning in, and giving her a little squeeze, "I love you too baby."

I started to bring up the towel, to dry her hair some more, when she grasped a hold of my arms, stopping me. "No Daddy," she giggled, "you don't understand." She looked deep into my eyes, her smile melting into the most heartfelt expression I've ever laid eyes on, and then, in a soft, painfully sincere voice, she said, "I love you Daddy."

She slid her hands up my arms, as she leaned in, closing her eyes, and tilting her head. I was a little surprised, and not quite sure what to do, until her little hands grasped my head, and her lips made contact with mine, her tiny tongue darting into my mouth. I dropped the towel, grasped the back of her head with one hand, slipped the other arm around her waist, pulling her tiny, naked body tight against me, and kissing passionately. As our tongues danced, and played around each other, her little hands explored, and caressed my head, and neck. Her thick, sensuous lips pressed against mine like they belonged there, and I felt tears welling up in my eyes. As my face rubbed up against her wet cheeks, the intensity of it was almost overwhelming, and we made out like two people very deeply in love.

It was a little confusing, so many things mixed up together like that. I mean, first of all, she was my little girl, my baby, and I loved her as a man does his own flesh, but at the same time she was my lover. We sucked on each other's genitals, and ate each other's cum. It was a level of physical intimacy that went far beyond the daddy/daughter dynamic. Then there was just Ashley. Already she had a well developed personality, and sense of herself, and I really did like that person. I could already see that she was going to grow into the type of a woman that I would not only be happy, but proud to call a friend. Least you mistake this for a fathers bluster, I should mention that Ashley's teacher had once sent a note home stating that she was so helpful in class that it was like having a little teacher's assistant. The note finished with, "Whatever you're doing at home, keep doing it." It was hard not to get a chuckle out of that, seeing as how I'd been engaging in sexual activity with my daughter for several months at that point. I loved her on every level, and in every way that one can love another person, and although I fully understood how wrong it was, I didn't really care anymore. I remember thinking, 'If society would just go away, this would be perfect.' I broke from our kiss, dropping a thick trail of saliva between us, as I let out a low, deep chuckle.

"What?" she giggled, her eyes scanning me.

I had moved the hand behind her head down around the back of her neck while we'd been kissing, and now I slid it forward to caress her cheek, as I looked deep into her eyes, and whispered, "I love you baby." with a pained urgency.

"Oh Daddy." she said, her voice shuddering along with her tiny body, as she leaned forward, and pressed her lips against mine, hard, thrusting her little tongue into my mouth. I was easily swept up in her passion, and we just made out right there in the bathroom for, well I'm not sure for how long, but for awhile. By the time we'd both settled down, stopped crying, and were just nuzzling noses, occasionally planting a little peck on each other's cheeks, or lips, her hair was dry enough to brush. Except for a little perspiration, we were both dry, so I got her hair together, as we caressed, and kissed each other, giggling, and whispering sweet nothings back, and forth.

"Oooo my beautiful sweet little girl." I'd whisper, planting a kiss behind her ear.

She'd grasp the arm I was holding her with, and give it a squeeze, saying, "Ooooo my big strong Daddy." as she leaned her head back, so that I could more easily reach the top of her head with the brush.

Once that was done, she skipped out of the bathroom, and lept onto the bed. I hung the towel up, and followed her, unable to keep from smiling at her prepubescent exuberance. As I approached the bed, she got up on her knees, and walked to meet me at the edge of the mattress. With her standing on her knees on the bed, and me standing on the floor in front of her, the top of her head came up to my chin, almost. She slid her arms around my waist, resting her head against my chest as I reached her, and I wrapped my arms around her tiny body, pulling her in tight against me. We just stayed that way for a little while, holding each other. Then finally Ashley asked, "Are we gonna play some more daddy?"

My cock stirred at the suggestion, but I said, "No baby, we have to start getting to bed earlier."

"Ooookay." she yawned, and then asked hopefully, "We can still stay up late, and play on the weekends though, right?" raising her head up off my chest to look at me.

"Yes sweetie." I chuckled.

I had to hand it to her, she was quick on the uptake. "Good." she chirped, before diving between the sheets. She turned on her side, and pulled back the blankets next to her, patting the mattress, and smiling up at me as if to say, "Come join me Daddy."

I couldn't help but chuckle a little to myself as I climbed into bed next to her. She snuggled up to me, laying her head on my chest, and we just lay there for a while, breathing, and slowly drifting off, when Ashley suddenly whispered, "Daddy?"

"Yeah baby?" I answered.

"Well Daddy," she began weakly, then cleared her throat, and continued, "Uh, I was just wondering, um, when, or I guess if, you were, um..." She sort of trailed of, as if she wanted to ask me something but was really nervous about it.

So I gave her a little squeeze, and asked, "What is it baby?" and as I raised my head a little to look down at her I added, "You can tell me."

She tilted her head slightly, so that she could look up at me without taking her head off my chest. "Well," she began again, "Are you, are we..." then she took a deep breath, swallowed, and asked, point blank, "Are you gonna put your penis in my vagina Daddy?"

Whoa! I had not been expecting that. I don't know, maybe I should have, but I wasn't. My eyes popped, and my mouth dropped open. This might sound stupid coming from a guy who licks his daughter's pussy, and cums in her mouth, but I was shocked. Ashley, seeing the look on my face, shut her eyes, and buried her face back in my chest. I could feel the heat on my skin as she blushed a deep red, and I was literally dumbfounded for a second there.

Eventually I managed to stutter, "W-wh-how, hooowdo you know, about, about, that?"

She was quiet for a second, and then said meekly, "Well, it's kind of a secret."

Now I got nervous. I had to approach this right. "Well, you don't have to tell me." I explained, "But you know that you can trust me with a secret, right baby?"

She turned her head, drawing her hands together, and propping her chin on them. Although her face was still red, she had recovered her composure, and as she looked up at me, she seemed to examine me closely. "Okay," she said finally, "but you have to promise not to tell Jannie that I told you."

Jannie? That worried me a bit. "Did Jannie tell you?" I asked.

"Yeah." she began, "Well, no. I mean, she showed me the book."

I arched an eyebrow, "The book?" I inquired.

"Yeah, she has this book, I think it belongs to her mother, anyway, it has all these pictures. Remember, you can't tell her I told you." I nodded quickly, and she continued, "So it has all these pictures of a naked man, and woman, and their doing all these things, and some of it's the stuff that we do, and in some of the pictures..." She paused, looking away, and blushing again. "In some of them the man's cock is inside the woman's pussy, and it said in the book that he was inserting his penis into her vagina, and I thought, maybe..." She paused again, blushing even hotter as she said quietly, "Maybe, we can, can we do that too Daddy?"

Oh shit! It took a couple of seconds for my brain to process what I'd just heard, 'Wait,' I said to myself, 'Did my little girl just proposition me? Oh my god! She wants me to fuck her!' OH SHIT! I had almost slipped a few times when it was just me wanting it, but now that Ashley knew about vaginal penetration, and wanted to do it, it was just a matter of how. I really needed some time to think about this, so I said, "well, thank you for telling me, and I promise I won't tell Jannie, but as far as doing that goes, I think we should get some sleep, and talk about it another time. Okay pumpkin?"

She laid her head back down on my chest, spreading her arms out, so that her delicate little hands dangled over my shoulders. "Okay Daddy." she said, yawning, and soon she was asleep.

Instead of going to sleep myself, I lay there, and pondered. I pondered like a mother fucker. She was acting all shy about it now, but if she really wanted it, she'd find a way. The idea of her remaining a virgin until she was thirteen suddenly seemed impossible. So the only question was, should I just wait for it to happen, or should I plan it out, and do it right? The latter seemed obviously preferable, but there was a snag, I'd never had sex with a virgin before. My father had tried to tell me, on more than one occasion, how to deflower a daughter, but I'd just thought it was a bunch of crap. I really wished that I'd have listened now. I started thinking hard. Not only had I never been with a virgin, I'd only ever seen one girl lose her virginity. My sister Judy.

After she'd sucked my dick, and Pam, our older sister, had walked in, and put a stop to it before she fucked me, Judy was always trying to get me alone, but Pam knew better than to think that was the end of it, so she started watching me like a hawk. Pam must have said something to Dad as well, because he started spending a lot more time with Judy. I didn't mind, because it meant that Pam spent more time with me. Don't get me wrong, I loved both my sisters, and the idea of putting my penis inside Judy's pussy was exciting to me, if a little scary, but Pam made me feel safe. She loved on me, and mothered me in a way that Judy just didn't. If I had a bad dream, I'd climb into Pam's bed, and she'd hold me until I went back to sleep. A lot of times recently, her bed would be empty when I went in, because she was sleeping with Daddy. Judy would let me climb into bed with her, but she didn't like to cuddle with me. In fact, until that night when she'd showed me what Daddy, and Pamala had been up to, she didn't really touch me very much, which I guess is what made it so weird when she'd sucked my penis. After that incident, Pam was in her bed every night, but Judy wasn't.

A lot of nights after that I would crawl into bed with Pam, just because she was there. Then one night about a month latter, or maybe it was two weeks, hell, for that matter it might have been two months. My memory for the time between events that happened when I was six is a little fuzzy. Anyway, I went to my sisters' room, and neither of them was there. There was really only one place that they were likely to be, so I left Pam, and Judy's room, and crept up the hall towards our fathers room. There was light coming from around the door frame, and as I approached, I could hear muffled voices from the other side. We had those old style doors, with keyholes you can look through, and so as I reached it, I immediately put my eye up to the little shaft of light under the doorknob. I peered in, and looking up at the foot of the bed, I could see a side view of Pam, and Judy. Judy was on her back, with her ass on the edge of the bed, and her legs spread open wide. Pam was crouched above her on the bed, with her face next to Judy's, and holding the hands of her outstretched arms. Dad was standing next to the bed, in between Judy's legs, and as I watched, he spread his legs, bringing his crotch down until it was at the same level as Judy's, on the edge of the bed. They were all naked, of course, and they were kind of sweaty, and panting a little bit. Apparently, whatever was going on, had been going on for a little while.

"Oooobaby," Dad said in a breathy voice, as he grasped Judy's thighs, spreading them open wider. "Show daddy your pretty little pussy honey. Mmmmmyeah, my baby has such a sweet little pussy."

Pam kissed Judy's cheek, and then whispered something in her ear that I didn't quite catch, before climbing over the top of her, and reaching between her legs. Judy's leg was in the way, so I couldn't really see what she was doing, but from the way Judy was moaning, and dad was panting, I now surmised that she was rubbing the head of his penis in between Judy's fat little pussy lips. Dad, and Pam were looking each other in the eye, as her hand continued to do whatever it was doing between Judy's legs.

Laying in bed with Ashley sleeping on my chest, I suddenly wished that I had been able to see better what had happened in between Pam's legs all those years ago. It was kind of funny. I had spent so many years wishing I hadn't seen it, or trying to forget it, but now I was lamenting the fact that I didn't have a better view. Oh well.

After a while Dad nodded to Pam, and she lowered her head down to where her hand was. Her head bobbed up, and down a few times, making wet sucking sounds, and then she raised her head, and Dad pushed his hips forward a little.

"Oooo,ooo,ooo." Judy moaned a little fearfully, as Pam backed up to where she was before, holding Judy's hands, and whispering in her ear.

Dad's ass started moving back, and forth, but just a little bit, and slowly. Nothing like the way I'd seen him pounding Pam. He must have just been working the tip in, and out of the entrance of her tight nine year old hole, because I distinctly remember Judy saying, in what can best be described as a tone of fear, and arousal, "Ooooodaddy, it's so big in my little pussy." as she lifted her head off the mattress to stare between her own legs.

Pam helped her get her elbows underneath her, and then crouched low behind her, supporting Judy's head on her shoulder. In a low, breathy whisper, she said, "Yeah, that's it. Watch this. It's only gonna happen once, ever."

Something about the way she'd said it, with such finality, made me a little scared, but also a little excited as well. Before I'd even approached our father's door, my little dick had been hard in anticipation of what I might see. Now it felt as if it wanted to explode, as I rubbed, and tugged it, watching through the keyhole as Dad prepared to pop Judy's little cherry. Of course, I didn't fully realise that until much later, but that's what I'd witnessed. A virgin sacrifice to the god of lust. Judy's breath shuddered in, and out to the rhythm of the slow, shallow, but persistent thrust of our father's penis into her tight, virgin pussy.

"Are you sure you're ready for this?" Pop asked, sliding his hand up her thigh, to rub her flat little tummy. "We don't have to do this tonight baby girl."

She let out a little whine, and then, "Pleeeeaasse Daaaaddyyy!" sounding as if she were about to weep, as she pleaded, "I want you inside me."

Dad looked at Pam, who just kind of shrugged, shook her head, as if to say, "You heard her." This whole time he was working, and stretching the entrance of Judy's prepubescent hole with the bulbous head of his stiff penis. I couldn't see that from the angle at which I viewed the proceedings, but recalling it, and adding everything I had subsequently learned about sex, made it fairly obvious that's what he'd been doing.

"Now Judith, you know this is not a competition with Pamala, right?" Pop had rasped between low, breathy pants. He only called them "Pamala", and "Judith", when he was really serious, so that got my attention. "Once this is done, it can't be undone." he'd continued, and I remember feeling a little anxious. It sounded like he was turning her into a vampire, or something. Of course he was talking about breaking her hymen, but I didn't know that then.

In a little whimpering coo Judy begged, "Please Daddy, put it in me." And then her breath quickened, as dad began pumping his head in, and out of her faster.

"Okay baby," he panted, "Get ready, Daddy's gonna put his cock inside you Judy."

Pam had her head on Judy's shoulder, so that they were both looking in between Judy's legs as Dad suddenly thrust in fast , then stopped, and grunted hard. Judy yelped, and her eyes went wide as Dad burst her virginal barrier.

She started breathing hard, and in a pained, and fearful whimper, she said. "Oh my god Daddy! You're so big inside me!"

Pam kissed her cheeks, as she moved Judy's arms out, laying her head back on the mattress, as she whispered, "Shh, it's okay, just relax."

Pam gripped her hands, and Judy went into a high pitched, and strained pant, before grunting, "It's too b-big Daddy." and bursting into tears.

Pam suddenly snapped, "I told you." indignantly, but Dad put his hand on her shoulder, shaking his head, and she calmed up.

Then he bent down, and slid his arms around Judy's tiny body, pressing it firmly against him, and cradling her head on his shoulder. "Sshh, sshh, sshh, it's okay baby," he soothed, "Daddy's here."

Pam released Judy's hands, and she threw them around Dad's shoulders, sobbing, "I'm s-sorry Daddy, take-take it out."

But Pop just gently rocked her, and I can only assume, from what I was able to see, left his hard penis lodged inside her tight little vagina. "It's alright baby, just breath, and feel me inside you." he instructed calmly, but with a slight intensity, whose source must have been the feel of her tiny pussy squeezing his cock.

Judy obediently started taking in deep, shuddering breaths as she continued to cry, and in a breathy voice Dad said, "That's it, that's my girl. Oooo, that's my brave little girl, yeah, just breath..."

I gripped my little dick hard, filled with fear, and amorous as I peered through the keyhole. Pam sat back, and watched, as Dad continued his litany, cradling Judy in his arms, with his cock inside her, and slowly her out breaths sounded less like sobs, and more like gentle coos of pleasure. Although there was still a slightly strained quality to her voice.

Dad let her head down off his shoulder, planting little kisses on her face as he whispered, "Oh yeah, my pretty little girl has such a tight, sweet little pussy. Squeeze Daddy's cock, uuuhhhyeah, that's it, just like that sweet baby. Oooo, you're such a good girl Judy."

He slowly pulled his arms out from underneath her, laying her back on the mattress. "Lay your arms back on the bed," he instructed, "Daddy's gonna pull out now."

Pam grasped Judy's hands again, and Pop moaned a little as he backed up. Then he stood upright, holding his dick up for them to see. Even from my vantage point, I could see bright red streaks of blood on his cock. Pam kissed Judy on the face, and said, "See that, Daddy popped your cherry."

He nodded to Pam, and she produced a washcloth that must have been on the bed next to her. She handed it to Dad, and he wiped the blood off of his prick before crouching down in between Judy's legs to clean the blood off of her tender little vagina.

Judy drew in sharp shuddering breaths, as Pam whispered, "That was it Judy, that was the hard part. Now it just feels good."

After cleaning up the blood, Dad put his face in between her legs, and Judy moaned, "Ooooo yeah Daddy." Arching her back, and squeezing Pam's hands.

He then drew himself up into the same position as before, with his knees bent so that his ass was parallel with Judy's open thighs. "Oooooo, ooo, oo, oo, yeeeeeaaaahhh da-da-daddyyyy." Judy moaned as he slowly pushed his hips forward, once again inserting his hard penis into her tight little pussy.

He had slid his hands up her knees, so that he was now holding her behind the knees, pushing her legs back, and lifting her ass up off the bed so that I could actually see his shaft entering her. He got about halfway in, and then slowly pulled out to the tip. Then he pushed back in, and pulled out again, a little faster this time. Judy moaned,and hissed each time, and he continued thrusting in, and pulling out, a little faster each time, until he was pumping his cock halfway in, and out of her at a pretty good pace.

"Ooo, sss, ooo, sss, ooo, sss, ooo, sss." Judy let out rhythmically, hissing on the in strokes.

It was like watching a road accident, on the one hand, I was horrified, and disgusted, but on the other hand, I couldn't look away. I wanted to run back to my room, and hide under the covers, but my stiff little penis wouldn't let me.

"You like that." Dad asked, "Does Daddy's cock feel good inside you?" as he repeatedly thrust into her tiny pussy.

"Y-yes D-daddy." she panted, as her little body rocked back, and forth to the force of his cock penetrating her.

After a little while Dad pulled out to the tip, stopped, and said, "Are you ready to take all of Daddy's cock?"

Pam suddenly got excited, "Oooo yeah Daddy," she hissed, "Fill her up."

Judy's eyes got wide, and she stuttered, "I'm-I'm sca-scared daddy."

Pam stroked her hair, and whispered soothingly, "No, no, don't be scared. This is the best part."

As our father began to push his hard shaft deeper, and deeper into Judy's wet, little nine year old pussy, he said with a slight chuckle, "I'm gonna give you every inch of my love."

I didn't get it at the time, but now I realized that it was a reference to the song "Whole lotta love". I had to keep myself from laughing, so as not to wake Ashley, as I finally got the joke after all these years.

At the time I was mesmerized watching Dad's cock slowly disappear into Judy's tight, slick hole. As he passed the halfway point, Judy began moaning at a higher, and higher pitch, his cock pushing in deeper than it had before.

"Uuuuugghh yeah, that's it baby." Pop grunted, "Take it all Judy. Ooohh you're such a good little girl."

And as he finally pushed all the way in, Judy's body shuddered, and she moaned with a mixture of pleasure, and pain, "Oooooohhmyyyygoood Daaaaddyyyyy, It'sssssooooo biiiig."

I can only imagine the intensity as her tiny pussy gripped our father's dick, hard. "Oh yeah baby," he grunted, "and you took it all. Your Mama would be so proud of you Judy."

He slid his hands from behind her knees, and grasped her wrists against the mattress, nodding at Pam, who released Judy's hands, and sat back, as Pop laid his body on top of Judy's, his cock still all the way inside her. Pretty soon Dad's ass started moving up, and down, and I was so enthralled with all the moaning, and panting, as I watched my father fucking my sister, that I almost didn't notice that Pam had hopped down off the bed, and was heading for the door.

OH SHIT! I quickly scurried down the hall. Realizing that I didn't have enough time to make it back to my room, I ducked into Pam, and Judy's room, and hopped into Pam's bed, pretending to be asleep. Pam came into the room, and climbed into bed, and I snuggled up against her.

Now that I thought back on it, I realized that I'd learned more that night then I'd ever let myself remember before. I felt a little better, and more confident about how I was going to handle things with Ashley. I was also a lot less anxious about the Jannie situation since Ashley had told me about the book. It now seemed likely to me me that some teacher, or other school official had overheard Jannie talking about something that she'd seen in that book, and as the school psychologist pointed out, they had to pursue it aggressively. If I was correct, it would all turn out to be nothing. So now the only things I had to deal with were my desire, and Ashley's curiosity, both of which seemed manageable. As I drifted off to sleep, I really thought I had a handle on things.

Little did I know, that in just over a week, I'd be popping Ashley's little cherry.

For the next chapter, go to Popping Ashley's Little Cherry, Chapter 6.

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