I finish getting my shoes and sock on, and head to my dresser. Pausing for a moment to picking up my car keys and wallet, I turn to walk dejectedly out of my bedroom into the uncertainty of my new reality.

"What a start to the day, and it's only 7 am.", I bleakly muse as I step into the hallway. Heading through the house, I realize I've just sexually assaulted my preteen,........very cooperative,......daughter.

Stepping into the garage, I can't help but notice the beaming smile Nikki has for me in the passenger seat. She is buckled in her seat, and ready to go. Using the grab iron, I hop into the drivers seat. Sliding the key into the ignition, I start the Jeep, and open the garage door. Backing out into our driveway, I close the garage door before glancing over at the smiling red headed minx sitting next to me.

"Buckle up Dad! We need to hurry, or we're going to be late.", Nikki smiles and winks knowingly.

That's usually my line,.....I chuckle softly.

"Okay!!!", I groan, buckling my seat belt with an audible click. "Nikki did you remember to pick up the back pack?", I ask casually.

"Yep, It's in the very back, and I finished my yogurt before getting in the Jeep.", she confirms for me.

I put the Jeep in drive, and head down our long drive way. Pausing to let our security gate open, I drive out, and turning onto the public road head west towards the freeway.

As we drive along, Nikki sits patiently, waiting for me to broach the subject we both want to discuss. Pulling up and stopping at a light, I finally have the nerve to look over at my daughter. Nikki is turned toward me smiling mischievously. I'm definitely in trouble here, no ear phones listening to music, no playing games on her phone,.......no little girl sitting in the seat next to me. Shit, I am so fucked here!!!

Breathing deeply and trying to remain calm, "Nikki, I need to ask you a few questions about this morning?", I ask seriously giving her my harshest parental gaze.

Pausing for a few seconds, Nikki pursing her lips suggestively, and answers, "So Daddy are these questions for your precious 9 year old little girl, or the young woman you French kissed in the hallway this morning.

Glaring at her, "The young woman......!!! Please, Nikki can we talk about this morning??", I beg unhappily.

When the light turns green, I follow the line of cars in front of me, hoping that Nikki will begin to answer truthfully.

"Okayyyyy........ Dad. What do you want to know about this morning?", she responds gleefully.

"Well Nikki,......where the HELL did you learn about all the sex stuff, and your sexually explicit language!!!". Pausing my addled brain slowly kicks into gear, and with the horror of growing realization I continue, "Hey,......Wait a minute, have you been watching your Mom and me having sex?", I ask with maximum parental irritation.

"Well Dad! Just for a little while, ahh.....uummm", Nikki answers hemming an hawing.

"Nikki, God Dammit,........just how long is a little while???", I ask trying to calm down before I run over someone.

Squirming uncomfortably in her seat, "Only for a couple of years, or soooo.......!!!", she informs me matter of factually.

Nearly loosing control of the Jeep, I get myself and the Jeep, back under control. Mentally cringing, I staring bleakly ahead, instinctively knowing this is unbelievably bad.

Driving along, Nikki begins to tell me about her first visit to our bedroom. "It happened a few years ago, right after Mom came back from one of her long trips. We had gone out for a late dinner, and I guzzled down two large Mt. Dew's at the restaurant. I remember you and Mom telling me not to drink so much soda, but I did anyway. Sure enough after I went to sleep, I had to get up to pee.

As I came out of my room into the hallway, I heard Mom screaming like somebody was hurting her. I ran down the hallway to see what was happening.

Your door wasn't quite all the way closed. When I peeked inside your room, there was Mom facing the doorway bouncing up, and down on your penis, only it was long and hard. I watched memorized as your glistening wet penis disappeared into Moms belly, wait no,....it was her vagina. You had your hand rubbing the little nub at the top of Mom's widely spread slit. Mom kept screaming, "Slammed it in there Seth, harder, harder. That's it.......Fuck me, come on, Fuck me good and hard. Come on you horny bastard, bury that cock in my pussy.......yea, I'm close,.....oooh Shit that feel good,....Fuck I'm cumming baby......ahh ooh aww". Mom started screamed, and shake violently rocking back and forth as you kept pumping your cock deep in her dripping wet cunt.

A few seconds later, you reached up under Mom's butt grabbing her buttocks, "OK baby, my turn, I got a hot load ready for you", holding her quivering body in place above your lap, your massive dick started to pumped load after load of cum deep inside her quivering pussy.

With your cock still deep in her cunt, Mom laid back onto your chest. I watched you wrapped your arms around her, cuddling her close. After about five minutes Mom, moaning sleepily, rolled off your now semi limp cum soaked dick. Mom laid beside you with her legs spread wide. The opening into her vagina was stretched wide and swollen. I could see lots of clear liquid, and white globs leaking out of her pussy, forming a yucky pool on the bed sheets.

I didn't know what to do. Mom did look hurt, or at least not hurt bad. In fact, after a few minutes, she climbed onto her elbow, and reached over to guided your slimy cum coated semi erect penis into her mouth. As she clamped her lips around your dick, she slowly, but surely forced your whole dick deep into her throat.

I was fascinated by the large cock bulge in Moms neck. Then to my amazement, Mom started to rhythmically slide your wet glistening cock, in and out of her mouth and throat. The soft wet sounds, of her slurping, occasional gagging, and energetic sucking filled the room with the noise of oral sex. As she continued to slide your cock in and out of her mouth, your cock slowly got hard again.

You really scared me again, when you suddenly grabbed Mom by the hair, and started to force you cock into her mouth. All I could hear was my mother's gagging and gasping for air, while you pumped your cock in an out of her face. I couldn't believe that your massive cock could fit down her throat. Soon you started groaning, "Come on Baby suck that dick......almost there, almost there.....oooh shit yes." In one swift final throat penetrating stroke, you forced Mom's head down, burying your dick to the root. I watched horrified as you held Mom's head against your hairy groin, while you pumped load after heated load of semen directly into her belly.

"Milk it dry,....ahhh, yes that's my cock sucking bitch!!!!" I watch fixated as Mom's face started to turn red. I didn't realized, until much later that your cock was blocking her throat, and she couldn't breath. You finally pulled back a little, and Mom took a deep raspy breath around your cock. When you finally released Mom's head, she went back to slowly bob her head up and down your shrinking shaft catching all semen she could. Mom, finally satisfied that no semen remains in the soft tube of flesh, allowed you limp cock to plopped noisily out of her mouth.

You pulled her up into your arms, gently kissing her lips. I watched Mom wrap her arms around your neck, and kissed you back. Within a few minutes of whispered conversation, and tender kisses, you both laid down going to sleep.

I went back to my room, wondering what exactly I had seen. Over the next few days I talk with friends at school, visited web sites on the internet, all before I realized that you guys were just having sex. Maybe even trying to make a baby. All that white stuff leaking out of Mom's pussy was Dad's sperm. Sperm filled semen comes out of the Daddy's penis. This all made sense. Only one thing bothered me,.....why did watching you guys make me feel all warm and queasy inside. I decided to watch more and more, if I could. I liked that nice warm queasy feeling deep in my stomach.

That was just the beginning of my sexual education. Watching you and Mom, got to be a fun game. I had no idea when you guys were going to have sex. It took me months to figure that one out. I finally caught on, watching you two play your little footsies games, or you'd smack Mom on the butt games, or she'd grab your cock games.

So, Daddy.........That's how I learned about all things sex related, include the use of all those colorful sexual metaphors. Is that enough information for you???", sighing deeply, Nikki sits back in her seat out of breath.

"Well Nikki that sure explains a lot. It would appear, that you have started practicing what you've learned, young lady. I just need to know,........aaah, was this morning the first time that you ever touched a boy, or a man??", I ask solemnly.

As Nikki looks down at the floor board, she turns a pretty shade of red before whispering, "Yes Dad, that was the first time. I've never had feelings like that, or wanted to be with anyone. Are you going to be mad at me for what we did?? I really enjoyed it, and hope you did too. Please, please don't be mad at me. I know you miss Mom when shes gone, and I do too, but please,............I need you, and I think you need me.", she pleads hopefully.

"OK Nikki. Let's talk about this later when we get home, OK!!!!!", I ask unnerved by Nikki's revelation.

"Sure thing Dad!!!" Nikki smiles up approvingly.

Through all that crazy discussion, I have some how managed to get us safely to Southwestern Park. Nikki has run this course twice before, so we know where to park for a quick, after race get away. I back the Jeep into our favorite space, and kill the engine.

As I put the Jeep in park, Nikki releases her seat belt and leans across the center console pulling my face down to hers in a lip crushing lustful kiss. As her snake like tongue slithers into my mouth, I open wide then quickly closing my teeth, gently catching her tongue. I flick her capture tongue, back and for with mine as her head squirms about. Opening my teeth, her freed tongue darts from my mouth.

"Ouch Dad that hurt!!!", she scolds.

As Nikki tries to complain some more, I bend down and kiss her hard and long. Only this time my tongue shoots into her mouth. There waiting for me is Nikki's small pointed tongue. Quick as a serpent, it slithers and slides over mine escaping all my attempts at capture. As I break our heated kiss Nikki's breathing is shallow and quick.

"Now young lady get out there, and run you ass pretty little off, or I will smack it good", I tease playfully.

Nikki laughs, "Yea, right Dad", ignoring my taunt she hops out of the Jeep, and runs around to open the tailgate, and get her back pack.

"Oh shit!!!! I need my race glycerin. Dad can you put it on for me. It's hard to hold my racing top and bra up, while putting it on. We're really late!!! Pretty please ......Dadddy???", she asks in her best "help me" little girl voice.

"What do you use glycerin for??", I ask, not liking where this conversations going.

"Silly man, nipples of course. I use glycerin on my nipples. It keeps them from getting really chapped, and irritate.", she exaggerates energetically shaking her non-existing tits from side to side. Cute, but not very convincing.

"You put it where????? Who's been helping you before now???", I ask hesitantly.

"Mom, if she here, or I do it. I just thought you might take over the job, since Mom's not here. Dad, you heard me!!!! Quite playing deaf and dumb. I need help, so come on Dad, please....pretty please with sugar,...... Please Daddy, please, please, please, please, just for me? ", she ask pathetically.

Then what little resistance I have left is crushed when, Nikki unloads one of those minx like smiles on me, and bats her deep sea green eyes.

Shrugging my shoulder and giving in, I smile sweetly, "Aaaahh, what the hell, I give up!!", so she wants me to put glycerin on.........OK, I'll put on the glycerin, but two can play at this game!!!".......I think mischievously.

"OK, Nikki where's the damn glycerin? Let's get this done. We're going to miss the race, if we don't hurry up.", I caution her pointing toward the race area, and the sign-in table.

With a gleeful squeal, Nikki claps her hands together, "It's in my backpack,......a small white tube. Just squeeze a little on your fingers, then rub it on my nipple and aureole. Make sure you to get a nice even coat. Think you can do that for me,.....big boy?", she taunts happily.

"Yeah sure, if you say so, Nikki.......", I laugh sarcastically. "Personally, I think this falls under the category of molestation of a 9-year-old. Just hand me the damn glycerin, and turn around facing the back of the Jeep. I'll need you to pull your jersey, and sports bra above those perky little titties.", clearly unnerved by my daughter behavior. I'm more than happy,.....even thrilled, that in a few seconds I'll be playing with Nikki's beautiful walnut sized tits.

Nikki walks over to me with this smug little smile of satisfaction written on her face, and hands me a small white tube. Getting behind the Jeep, she turns toward the front of the vehicle. Looking back at me, Nikki lifts her red running jersey, exposing a fine set of developing preteen tits. My little sexy minx Nikki, isn't wearing a sports bra. Nikki stands there waiting for me to put the glycerin on my fingers.

Stepping behind her, I put a nice size glob of glycerin on my right finger tips. Using my thumb, I rub it around coating my fingers evenly. Then, I transfer some of the slick glycerin to the fingers of my left hand.

With my fingers coated, "I'm ready, baby. Keep your racing jersey up so I can coat your nipples.", I tell her calmly. Unfortunately, my dick starts to awaken, and twitch in my khaki's.

Nikki leans back against me, her racing jersey above the tantalizing soft pale white cones of preteen titty flesh. Her hard, salmon pink nipples are pointing skyward, waiting for me to coat the nubs of sensitive flesh. Cooing contently, Nikki pushes her taut butt cheeks back against my upper thigh. My quickly growing dick pressed against her lower back.

Looking around there is no one near us. I quickly move my hands up along the rippled muscles of her flat abdomen, until I reach her tiny budding breasts. With my glycerin coated fingers, I begin to gently massage the hard nipples and aureoles of Nikki's small white skinned tits. Nikki lets out a low moan of pleasure, her nipples growing even harder, are rubbery points of steel like flesh. As I continue my slow sensual finger fondling, Nikki in turn begins a slow rhythmic butt message of my upper thigh.

"Dammit Nikki cut that crap out.", I scold painfully aware of the hard dick straining for release inside its khaki short cocoon.

"OK, Dad just lost control there for a second. Your fingers feel so gooood.", she coos again pleasantly.

Fondling my daughter small tits has been fun, but we need to finish up, and head to the sign-in table. In one final act of depravity, I take each of Nikki's hard nipples between my index finger and thumb squeeze them painfully. After a quick squealing, "OUCH!!!", from Nikki, I remove my hands. Nikki reluctantly pulls down her red racing jersey, and slowly tucks it into her racing shorts. Spinning her around, I'm please to see two harden fleshy points poking out proudly from beneath her jersey.

Nikki looks down admiring her perky little tits. Pausing, she then thinks better of it, "Dad,......just look what you did. Now I have to go "check in" for the race with my hard nipples showing.", she complains miserably.

"And what about me", I point down suggestively to my extra large tent bulge. "How am I going to walk around, unnoticed with a massive hard-on in my khaki shorts."

Nikki looking somewhat appeased, gives me a quick smile. Picking up the backpack from the back of the Jeep, I close the rear gate and lock the door.

Catching up with Nikki, "Well Dad at least you don't have to run a race like that. Let's go get my box assignment, and race number.", she responds mildly agitated.

Walking across the parking lot, I keep the back pack in front of me. Thankfully, I'm able to effectively block everyone's view of my massive tent bulge.

Nearing the crowded "starting" area, I pulled a towel out of the bottom of the backpack. "Wait Nikki,.....here take this towel. You can hang it around your neck until your nipples go down.", I encourage handing her the white terry cloth towel.

Nikki takes the towel, and turns back toward the registration tables. Walking slightly ahead of me, I see a trickle of juicy arousal run unnoticed down the inside of her right leg. All that butt humping, and tit messaging has really turned her on.

"Nikki you might want to wipe you leg down too, baby.", I cringe, thinking how could this possible be happening. Yesterday she's a little girl, today a young woman with cunt juices running down her leg. All because I can't control myself, or her.

Looking quickly down, Nikki gives a huff of disgust, and keeps going toward the sign-in table. This is going to be priceless. We're now walking into the crowd near the registration table. How's she going to wipe her leg off, I wonder evilly??? I hurry to catch up with Nikki, as she gets in line.

I've already sent in Nikki's advanced registration form months ago, so all we have to do is sign-in at the "Mail In Registration" table, and get her race number.

Standing behind her, she casually leans back, and elbows me hard in the stomach.

"Woof", I grunt as my 9 year old daughter quietly knocks the wind out of me.

Whispered laughter, "Oops, Dad I didn't know you were there,....my bad.", she laughs sarcastically.

"Little lady, I will have my vengeance," I warn breathlessly. Stepping back,.......I don't want a second elbow.

Finishing the check-in process, Nikki turns slowly, giving me a stern look, and heads down to the "12 and Under" Girls starting box. Nikki is in the first row, position four on the very outside of the starting grid. There are at least 14 other girls in the "12 and Under" Girls box with Nikki. Stepping under the rope at the rear of the starting box, Nikki hands me her racing number, and four small safety pins.

Nikki pulls the towel to the side, the "look" in her sea green eyes, just daring me to try something. "Will you please help me put my number on?" she asks with sugary sweetness.

Looking down, I can still see the twin peaks of hard preteen nipple, poking up proudly from beneath the shear material of her racing top. Trying not to laugh, I smile down into the frowning face of my 9 year old, "So,..... I think,.......if I'm real careful, I can take care of the problem you're having right now. Would you like me to try?", I ask in mocked seriousness.

Smiling sweetly, Nikki's slowly puts both hands on her narrow hips. Her elbows out, Nikki stands defiantly in the classic female, don't mess me stance. The menacing look behind that smile is all the warning I need. Taking my time, I hold up Nikki's race number, and making sure it's centered, cover her perky nipples.

Opening the safety pins, I start to carefully attach the number to Nikki's racing jersey. I especially take extra care not to poke her with one of the safety pins. Of course, when I attached the racing number above each of her little tits, I make sure to accidentally brush each hard nipple through the thin material.

Nikki just holds still, biting her lower lip trying not to moan as I touched her ultra sensitive nipples.

Finally with the number properly attached, I smiled down, "OK, Nikki your ready to go.", snickering under my breath. "Do you want me to apply a little more glycerin, or are you good to go?", I asked nonchalantly. Stepping back, I quickly get behind the caution tape marking the box boundary.

Taking a deep exaggerated breath, "No,........thanks Dad. I'm good. Thanks for putting on my race number.", she smiles ever so sweetly back at me.

Removing the towel from her shoulders, Nikki starts to wipe her face, arms, and finally her shapely legs. When she finishes the outsides of her legs, she casually bends over to wipe the juicy vaginal flow running down the insides of her legs, and crotch. Completely done, she turns toward me, sticks out her tongue, and throws the towel at my head.

"There Dad, all better now, see." Nikki taunts mischievously. Nikki turns, as I look up. Our playful bantering has not gone unnoticed by the young "12 and Under" girls around us. We are both the center of attention. 14 sets of very interested, preteen eyes are watching our every move. They are not quite certain what's going on between Nikki and I.

Nikki gives me one last glaring smile, and moves through the other girls to the front line, slot 4. Nikki starts to stretch, and does a quick run out, before returning to her slot in the box.

"Two minutes. No more run outs, please. Return to your starting positions." blares the announcement from the "Starter". With that announcement, most of the girls return their attention to the "Starter", as he takes up his position to start the race. However, three of the girls nearest Nikki are still looking back at me, smiling warmly. Nikki, pulls her pretty dark pink lips back from her teeth, giving the girls watching me a feral grin.

"Mine.....!!!" Nikki softly growls at the watching girls. Wide-eyed, the three girls instantly turn away from me, and looked back down the course.

"30 seconds,..........take your marks on my command,.....tic,...tic,...... "take your marks",..tic, tic,..."get set"...... ", BANG, the starting gun goes off. Three hundred, or so runners thunder away from the "starting line" on their 5K run. Looking for Nikki, I see her on the far outside of the pack. Shit!!!, she sprinting away at a dead run. This is not her usual race start. She's off like the wind.

"What's with this girl today. She's has been on one since she got up this morning. Must be her birthday, or an early flare up of those raging teenage hormones. God help me!!! Either way, I think I'm in real trouble.", I contemplate to myself. A few seconds later, I start trotting across the park to meet Nikki at the half-mile mark.

This course is laid out in a mile loop. The race "start" is 188 yards behind the "finish line" to accommodate the 5K distance. I always meet Nikki at the half mile marker to call out her time, when she goes by. Her first split time will a little higher with the extra yardage.

As I get the half-mile point, many of the fastest runners have already gone by. To my amazement, here comes Nikki. She spots me along the edge of the course by a picnic table. As she reaches me, I shout, "5:36". This is crazy, Nikki shouldn't be running anywhere close to this speed. I better hustle my ass, or I'll miss her at the mile.

Thank God, this is almost an oval loop course. Starting back toward the mile marker at a steady trot, my heavy breathing lets me know how out of shape I am. Lucky for me, it's only about 400 yards in between the half-mile and the mile mark.

I reach the mile marker, and look back. Good, Nikki is not in sight yet, but it won't be long before she is. I reach into the backpack getting out an orange, runners sports drink, and remove the cap. Nikki always likes orange after the first mile.....LOL. I look back to my left, and there's Nikki about 100 yards away and closing fast. I always stand just a little short of the mile marker (in this case, also the Finish Line), so she can easily find me. About 50 yards away, Nikki sees me in my usual spot about 40 yards short of the mile marker. I have the sports drink out in my left hand. Nikki grabs the bottle of sports drink on her way by,

Shouting toward her retreating form, "8:55". Nikki gives me a quick thumbs up, just before she disappears behind some trees. I stand there momentarily mesmerized by the sight of Nikki's tight ass swaying sweetly from side to side. What the hell am I thinking, but I got to admit her butt is starting to look very appealing.

Shaking my head, I slowly come back to reality. Shit, Nikki is well ahead of her fastest time at this point in the race.

For 5K runs at this course, I stay here at the mile marker. Reaching into the back pack I start to get another sports drink ready, and to call out her two-mile time. I don't know what to think. I hope Nikki won't run out, or hurt herself by going out fast in the early stages of the race.

I quickly decide to go check on her at the half-mile point again. I'll hang back off of the edge, and just make sure she's okay. Getting a late start, I'm having to run this time. As I get to the half-mile point again, I am huffing and puffing a bit.

Hanging back behind a tree, I can see the runners go by. I looked at my stopwatch, it's now just passing 13 minutes 02 seconds. After a few seconds of looking, I sigh with relief, "Good here she's comes".

Nikki is breathing hard as she runs by. Her speed doesn't seem to have diminished, and thankfully she seems alright.

Back to the mile marker I go. Huffing and puffing, the trip back seems extra long. Now I know why, I don't run back and forth between the mile and the half-mile points. This shit is killing me. As I run back, I'm always amazed at the number of other people doing the same thing for their children, girl friends, or significant others.

Out of breath, I arrive back to my spot by the mile marker. Bending over, and grabbing my knees, I feel like I'm about to puke. I am,.......so out of shape. When my breathing slows a little, I again reach inside the backpack to get out a yellow sports drink, and remove the cap.

My stopwatch is at 17:05, Nikki should be along at about the 18 minute mark. Watching the seconds tick by, I again nervously wonder, "what's the hell's gotten into my little girl today". I look up from the stopwatch, to see Nikki approaching.

As Nikki nears the completion of the second of three loops, her breathing is becoming labored, but her stride remains strong. Nikki's smiles warmly, and reaching out, takes the sports drink out of my hand. "17:21", I shout after her. Her warm smile reassures me,.......some what.

Nikki is running an exceptionally fast race. This is nuts, Nikki is only nine years old, for crying out loud. Of course, earlier this morning, her age didn't seem to matter much either!!!...........LOL.

Seeing Nikki's labored breathing, my anxiety for her well-being is growing by the second. Once again, I hurried back over to the other side of the course to the half mile marker. Finding my tree, I ignore my own protesting body. As I work on catching my breath, I'm amazed to see Nikki huffing and puffing along. Still moving well, Nikki is passing many of the spent runners. Her look of determination tells me she'll finish the race, but can she maintain her pace? I need to get back to the finish line.

Hustling back as best I can, I don't go to my usual spot in front the finish line. Instead, I head to where the shoot funnels the runners down to a single file line at the end of the race. Runners have been finishing for the last few minutes, and the shoot is filling up quickly. A group of officials are pulling tags, and marking their order of finish.

Looking up, the race clock displays 23:01, about 50 yards in front of the finish line, I spot Nikki. She has run out, Nikki is using the last shreds of energy to get to the finish line. Her young body is wobbling from side to side as she strains to finish the race.

I'm standing just on the other side of the finish line near the shoot. My 6'3" height gives me an advantage. I call out to her, "Nikki just a little further baby, I'm right here". With the last of her strength Nikki looks up, and gives me the sweetest smile a Dad could get. Somehow, she reaches down inside finding the energy to finish strong.

As she crosses the finish line, Nikki stumbles and nearly falls,.....but not today. I rush toward the shoot, lifting the flag barrier, I catch my beloved daughter. Cradling her softly in my arms, I remember a time not to long ago when I could hold her with one arm. Nikki groans in my arms, gasping for breath, "Dad.....!!!" Nikki coughs, "Did I finished the race?"

I look down tenderly into her sweat covered face, I ruffled her red hair and gaze proudly into her sparkling sea green eyes, "Yes Nikki, but I don't know your time sweetie. It was all I could do to catch you as you fell. We'll have to check the posted time later. For now you're in my arms, safe and sound." Pulling her tight, I give her a quick hug. With eyes locked together, I know something has changed between us, forever.

In a broken whisper that only I can hear, "I like being right here,....in your arms!!!", Nikki pants unevenly.

Jumping slightly, I feel a hand on my shoulder. A race official urgently asks if Nikki is all right. I looked up at the official and nodded, "She'll be fine, I just need to get her something to drink, and into the shade."

With an understanding smile, the office pulls Nikki's tag, and motions for us to continue down the shoot we're partially blocking. I raised Nikki unsteadily to her feet. Her breathing continues to be labored, coming in short gasps. Nikki and I stumbled our way to the end of the shoot. An official checks to make sure her tag has been pulled, as we exit. Her official race time was logged, when her registered race chip (on her shoe), crossed the finish line.

Clearing the shoot, Nikki's contorted face looked up at me "Dad, I going to throw up. Please get me to somewhere where nobody can see.... " Nikki gags a couple of times before starting to heave. I don't dare pick her up in my arms, so I half carry, half drag Nikki over to some Oleander bushes.

Holding her limp body by the waist, Nikki bends over and starts to empty the contents of her stomach onto the grass. Nikki continues to throw up sports drink for next five minutes, before she finally stops. Knowing that Nikki is unable to walk, I gently ease her spent body up, and into my arms. Walking slowly back to the Jeep, Nikki's lays quietly in my arms. Eyes closed, ever so slowly her breathing returns to near normal.

Back behind the Jeep, hidden from prying eyes, I lay Nikki down on top of a nearby picnic table. Taking the back pack off my shoulders, I unzip the pouch pulling out the slightly used towel, and a bottle of water. I quickly open the bottle, and pour about half of it onto the towel. Bending over, I begin to wipe Nikki's face starting on her sweaty forehead, and working down each of her lightly freckled cheeks.

Carefully wiping the gunk off her full lips, Nikki gurgles a little sigh, and opens her captivating sea green eyes to look up at me. I lower my head, and gently kiss her upturned lips. Nikki exhales sharply, "Yuck, Dad. I taste terrible. Why are you kissing me?", she weakly complains.

I stifle a laugh, "I'm kissing you,.......because I can, and want to. You don't taste terrible to me." I tenderly reply, gazing lovingly at her freckled face.

Nikki slowly pushes herself up onto her elbows. Handing her the water bottle, Nikki quickly rinses her mouth, spitting the contents at me. However, I was expecting this sort of treachery, and nimbly dodge the stream of water.

"Well young lady, I guess you're starting to feel a little bit better, right". Smiling happily at the antics of my recovering daughter.

Nikki sets the water bottle down on the picnic table, rolls her shapely legs off the table and sits up. Scooting her firm little ass off the edge of the table, Nikki wobbly stands erect.

Teetering for balance, I encircle her skinny shoulders with my arm, and pull her close to me. "How many times today, do I have to catch you?", I ask in mocked exasperation.

Nikki's arms slowly slither up, and around my neck. Pulling me down, I fall willingly towards her waiting lips. Wrapping my arms around her, our lips meet in a quickie, but hot little kiss. Breaking apart, she bats those shimmering sea green eyes at me, and sighs hungerily, "Who said I needed catching,....Daddy!!".

Yep, there she is........the minx, alive and feeling much better, staring right at me, and smiling seductively. A knowing twinkle in those luminescent sea green pools, pulling me down, deeper and deeper.

Lowering her eyes, I'm suddenly released from her trance. Nikki lowers her arms from around my neck, only to encircle my waist.

Still holding her close, I reach around behind her, running my hands down the nylon covered curves of her firm well muscled petite butt. With a muffled woof of surprised pleasure from Nikki, I firmly grab a prefect preteen ass cheeks in each hand, and pull her even tighter against me.

Frowning down onto her beautiful freckled face, "Nikki, no more scaring your Dad like that. If you are going to run like the wind let me know, I need more time to get ready.", I scold her lightheartedly, releasing my grip on her fine young ass.

Nikki lowers her head against my chest and whispers, "I just wanted you to be proud to me Dad. I'm nearly a woman, you wait and see."

Reach under Nikki's chin, I gently lifting her head to look into my eyes, "I have never been prouder of you, than I am right now. You don't have to prove anything to me!!!.........So, are you feeling well enough to walk over, and see how well you did in the race. I'm pretty sure you won a medal today."

Nikki picks up the water bottle, taking a long drink, "Okay Dad, but I'm still feeling a bit wobbly. You won't be too far away, will you?", she asks with that twinkle in her eyes.

"No sweetie, I will be right here when you need me.", winking playfully, Nikki smiles up approvingly.

"Thanks Dad, you're the best. I don't know what I'd do without you taking caring of me.", she continues to smile happily. Arms around each other we slowly start walking back toward the race area.

Nikki leans heavily against me, her arm tight around my waist. My arm around her shoulder, pulling her as close as possible. Her warm feminine form seems to mold itself to mine, new forbidden longings for my 9 year old daughter start to grow within me.

Nikki is still a little rubber legged from her race. Taking it slowly, Nikki and I walk up to the timers table. Nikki moves up to stand in front of the nearest timing officials, "Hi, my name is Nikki McBride. Can you please give me my race time, and finishing placement.", she asks pleasantly thanking the official.

The race official types in Nikki's name into a laptop. Looks at the screen for a few seconds, then up at Nikki saying, "I have your race time at 23 minutes 18 seconds, and you place first in the "12 and Under" Girls division. The award ceremonies will begin in about 15 minutes, just in front of the finish line. Congratulations young lady that is a very fast time for an "12 and Under"girl."

Both Nikki and I stare at the race official in disbelief for a few moments, before realizing that Nikki has won her first race in the "12 and Under" division. Nikki lets out a delighted squeal, and starts jumping around like she just won her first Olympic gold medal.

"Did you hear that Dad", she intones delightfully" I won. I won!!!! Wow, this is already the best birthday ever. Come on Dad let's go over and get ready for the award ceremony." A beaming Nikki, takes my hand, and leads me away toward the finish line. Smiling my thanks to the race official. I turn to walk beside my excited daughter, all the time considering,..........how eventful the day has been, and it's still early.

The award ceremonies is almost anti-climatic, or so we thought. When Nikki name is called, she stands gracefully, and walks forward to receive her 1st Place metal. As Nikki starts back, many of the girls give her a most unpleasant glare.

Nikki, seemingly above it all, just smiles sweetly at them, and walks back to stand beside me. At the end of the award ceremony, 1st Place metal around her neck, Nikki and I meander hand-in-hand back toward the Jeep.

Right before we got to our vehicle, we hear someone calling after us from behind, "Mr. McBride,......Nikki." Turning we see a female running coaches wearing a Phoenix Elite t-shirt approaching.

"Hi Nikki, my name is Coach Madison from the Elite Runners Club in Phoenix. I just thought, I would come by, and talk to you both for a few minutes.", Nikki smiles at the sudden attention. "Nikki do you realize what you just did? I looked at your race form and you're listed as a nine year old. Is that correct? If so, that was fastest nine-year-old time, I ever seen. A 23 minute and 18 second for a 5K. Very impressive young lady.", Coach Madison explains, smiling at our surprised facial features.

Nikki and I quickly look at each other. Nikki looks back to coach Madison, "Yes coach, I turned nine today.", Nikki's face reddening in embarrassment.

Coach Madison smiling warmly, "Well Nikki, if it's all right with your Mom and Dad, I would like you to become a member of our running club. You're still too young to officially run in our sanctioned meets, or to even adhere to a scheduled practice routine.", she pauses before continuing, "I would like for you to continue to run local meets, including those in Phoenix. We'll help you set those up, and if you do well, we might even take you to a large 5K run in Orange County this fall, that has an Under 12 open division.

Please send us your official times. All you have to do is request your time be sent to Phoenix Elite. Each event has an official that will send it to our offices. I've already request your official time for this race. Last but not least, whatever your practice schedule is please continue it, but don't overdo it. I know this is a lot to take in. Please talk it over as a family, and call me in a few days.", Coach Madison smiles, and hands Nikki her business card.

"Thank you Coach Madison, that would be great. I appreciate you're interested in my running abilities. Is it okay, Dad? I know we need to talk with Mom, but I would really like to run some other events?", Nikki excitedly asks.

"Yes, Nikki. I think it'll be a great thing for you to be in a running club. Coach Madison, what do you need from us......other than a notarized Birth Certificate, and our permission for her to compete?", I ask nonchalantly, extending my hand toward Coach Madison.

Coach Madison shaking my hand firmly, "Nothing right away, Mr. McBride.", laughing in amusement. "We'll send you all the information you need, along with our charter, and list of references. All you'll have to do is fill out the forms, and send them back to us along with a copy, as you noted, of Nikki's Birth Certificate. It has been a pleasure meeting you both. I look forward to seeing you run in the future Nikki.", smiling confidently, Coach Madison waves good-bye, turns and heads back toward a large group of youngsters standing by a parked bus.

Pausing a few feet away, Coach Madison looks back at Nikki, "You know Nikki, you scared the hell out of one of my best 12 year old runners today. She said you growled at her. Is that true?", she ask curtly.

"Yes, Mam. She was ogling my Dad. I didn't like that.", Nikki replies politely.

"Good for you. I'll be sure to tell her not to ogle your Dad.", laughing she turns, and walks away.

"You growled at her?", I ask cautiously.

"Well actually, I snarled at three of them, before I growled a warning.", Nikki says looking uncomfortable.

"May I ask what your growled at them......Nikki?", I ask with genuine curiosity.

"I growled, Mine.....!!!", Nikki states matter of factually.

"Oh, In that case, it makes it alright?", I scold her. "Remember our feeling, and actions together, must remain utterly secret. No more growling.....OK", I smile ruffling her damp red hair. Turning her back toward the Jeep, I smack Nikki playfully on the butt.

"Ouch!!! What's that for,........being bad, or can I expect you to smack my butt for fun now?", she ask playfully.

"Both. Beside, I get nine free butt smacks tomorrow,......birthday girl. ", laughing at my own joke, Nikki frowns, and sticks her tongue out at me.

"So Daddy, will my birthday spanking be with, or without panties? I know usually, you spank me thru a pair of shorts, or my bikini bottom. I don't mind taking those off, if you'd rather spank my bare butt.", she teases impishly.

I'm pretty sure, I've opened Pandora's Box, and early this morning who should appear, but my horny prepubescent 9 year old daughter. I wonder how far Nikki wants to take our new father/daughter relationship. From all apparent indications, pretty far. I'm pretty sure we've rounded 1st base, and are headed toward 2nd. Chuckling silently to myself,........I've always enjoyed running the bases with a new filly.

Smiling, my little minx takes my hand, and we start back towards the Jeep. Nikki is quite pumped by today's events. She's skipping along, shaking her head from side to side, but not letting go of my hand. Soon we reached the Jeep for our trip home.

Releasing my hand, Nikki walks nonchalantly to her side. Unlocking the doors with the key fob, I continue around to rear of the Jeep. Opening the rear gate, I lift the rear window, and throw the backpack inside. At the same time Nikki comes whizzing around the rear gate, and jumps into my arms.

Throwing her arms tightly around my neck, "I love you so much.....Dad." She lifts her face to mine, in a long overdue fiercely passionate quickie kiss. Nikki crushes my lips, forcing her tongue past my lips deep into my mouth. Starting to tongue fence, I wrap my arms around my precious preteen daughter. Instead of a nylon running top, I feel warm, smooth, bare female skin beneath my hands.

In stunned realization, Nikki presses those exposed harden nipples into my muscular t-shirt covered chest. The hard rubbery nipples gliding seductively through the thin cotton material of my t-shirt, the ultra erotic sensation sending goose pimples down both arms. My dick responding quickly to the closeness of Nikki's sexual proximity. Within seconds my hard-on forms a large tent bulge in my Khaki's.

Stumbling backwards, I try unsuccessfully to free myself. Holding on for dear life, Nikki's arms remain firmly clasped around my neck. Laughing and giggling the whole time, "Yea, revenge is sweet. Ha, Ha,..Ha,...Ha,.....got you good that time. You weren't expecting a semi naked hottie jumping into your arms were you,.....Daddy!!!!!", Nikki shouts with glee.

"Nikki for God's sake, we're in the middle of a GOD DAMN park, with people all around. You can't just strip off your top, and go running around half naked. Shit, what the hell has gotten into you today. Quite screwing around, and get your ass in the Jeep before I........!!!".

Her arms tightly around my neck, Nikki just stares up at me, "What Daddy, spank my ass,.....I would like that, especially without panties!!!! I can take them off now, or wait until we're in the Jeep. No, no, no,....at home would be much better. You can really take your time, and spank my bare ass good. LOL".

Stopping, I just glare down in disbelief at her newest lewd suggestion (spanking now there's a thought). Nikki deciding she's pushed me far enough, quickly releases her leech like grip on my neck, drops lightly to the ground, and lunges into the back of the Jeep. Still laughing noisily, Nikki crawls over the the back seat, flaunting her cute little ass, before bouncing into the front seat.

Glancing around, I quickly check around us. Thankfully, there is no one watching us, or the sexual antics of my crazy preteen daughter. Shutting the back window, and rear gate, I walk around opening the drivers door.

"Dad", Nikki shouts pointing in panic to a red family van coming towards us on her side of the parking lot. Hunkering down, Nikki partially reclines her seat back. Laying in her seat, Nikki's perky preteen tits stick up proudly from her smooth, lightly freckled white skinned, mostly flat chest. Nikki smiles mischievously, winks, and blows me a kiss.

Parking about three spaces down from us, the passenger door slides open letting out two boys, and one girl. The parents follow at a slightly slower pace. They quickly unload a rolling cooler from the back, and of all things, an old school picnic basket. Laughing at the kids, they walk over toward a covered awning, and the picnic table beneath.

"Wow, that was close, thank goodness for tinted windows.", Nikki ventures innocently. I'm so mad I could spit,......"Nikki where the hell is your racing top. I don't see it anywhere...?" I ask angrily from the drivers side door. Continuing to look a Nikki, I see her hand pointing back over the front seat. Her widely space tits, perfectly exposed for my ogling eyes. Looking in that direction, I see her red top hanging from a near by tree. It's about 8 feet up. Nikki must have thrown it up there, as she rounded the back of the Jeep.

Slamming my door, I walk over to the tree. Hoping no one will notice, I'm glance up at Nikki's racing top. Luckily, the red van family has reached the covered awning, and is busy setting up for a picnic. No one is paying attention to me, or the bulging cock tent in my shorts.

At 6'3", the top is within ease reach. I grab the sweaty, flaming red top from the branch, and head back to the Jeep. Nikki looks at me, smiling demurely from the passenger seat.

"Did you find it OK, Dad?", she erupts in another fit of laughter. I wad the shirt up, and throw it at her at her head. "Nikki for crying out loud, put that damn top back on.", I warn uselessly.

Getting into the Jeep and closing the door, my attention is drawn once again to Nikki. She is sitting in the partially reclined passenger seat, with her bright red racing top draped down the front of her chest.

"How's this look Daddy? You really wrinkled my racing top when you wadded it up, and threw it at me. It will take some time to get those wrinkles out!!!" Nikki slides her hand down her chest ever so slowly, smoothing the nylon material. She stops her decent, when both hands reach the walnut sized cones of her preteen titty flesh. Beneath the nylon material, her nipples are still ultra hard nubs.

Nikki moans loudly as her hands rub the hard sensitive nipples, "ooh....yea......aah, that feels incredibly good. I think all this fresh air is causing my tits to grow faster? What do you think Daddddyyyy". Nikki purrs, arching her back so her little tits point sky ward. Watching my jaw slowly drop is exactly the reaction she looking for.

Sitting in the drivers seat, somewhat stunned by Nikki's lewd behavior, and before I can react, Nikki rips off her bright red racing top, and hurls it back at me.

The top hits me in the face, and drops down into my lap. Nikki's howl of laughter is nearly deafening inside the Jeep. Seeing my lovely daughter, busting a gut finally gets to me as well, and I join in. We laugh uproariously, until we're both gasping for breath.

Nikki recovers first, and quickly takes note of the extra large tent bulge in my Khaki's. All of Nikki's sexual playfulness has my dick hard, and painfully confined in several layers of unyielding cotton.

Nikki, smiling evilly at my discomfort, "That will teach you to twist my nipples right before a race. My body got all tingly, and then I started feeling like I had to pee.....I've seen Mom leaking, but never me. I had to walk carefully, to keep from oozing that slick gooey mess down both leg, and still some got out. You have no idea how hard it was to nonchalantly, wipe between my legs. Thank God, the rest leaked out during the race. I'm planning to lay here topless.....yep,....all the way home. I hoping your dick stays nice, and hard in those tight shorts.", she proudly announces.

With no further preamble, Nikki lays back in her seat, putting on her seat belt. The shoulder strap laying perfectly between her prepubescent tits. Making sure to maximize my discomfort, Nikki reached down, hooking her thumbs in the waist band of her racing shorts and peals them down exposing the perfect smooth white skin of her lower abdomen. Thankfully, she stops just above the bony bulge of her hairless Pubis Mon.

Casually, Nikki runs her right hand down the smooth flatness of her lower abdomen, and under her racing short. Spreading her legs, Nikki's hand cups her Pubis Mons, messaging the puffy bald flesh beneath her shorts. Her fingers sliding smoothly into the hidden pink furrow between her spread legs. Rubbing up and down, Nikki pulls her hand from her running shorts. Her fingers glistening wetly from her aroused preteen pussy, a few drops falling onto her abdomen.

The sweet musky aroma of her arousal, slams into me like a ton of brick. Nostrils flaring, the oldest of all aphrodisiacs sends my heart rate racing through the roof. Trying to regain control my bodies autonomic reaction to Nikki young,.....clearly aroused prepubescent body, I turn painfully forward, looking out the windshield.

Nikki finally looks fleetingly my way, "OK, Dad let's head for home. I need to take a shower, and eat something before we go shopping." Starting the Jeep, I gaze down longingly at the incredibly sexy sight of my nearly naked preteen daughter, laying in the passenger seat next to me. Nikki's wet fingers are idly tracing little circles in the droplets of her own pussy juice. My muzzled, rock hard cock, continues to twitch discontentedly in my khaki's.

Wiping her slimy fingers on her red shorts, Nikki reclines her seat a little further, puts her headphones over her ears, and starts her music. The aromatic pussy juice, dries slowly on the smooth white skin of her lower abdomen. Yep, it's definitely going to be a long ride home.

I pull out onto the Park's loop road, and work my way toward the interstate. The drive home is horrific, I can't keep my eyes off Nikki's perky tits, and mostly nude body. Especially distracting is watching Nikki nearly naked body twisting and turning, to the rhythm of the silent music playing on her headphones. The scent of her aroused virginal pussy still scents the air in an enticing light musk.

As I drive along, it is getting increasingly hard to ignore the scent of Nikki's sexual ambrosia, and the sensual undulations of her amazing lithe body. It's so bad, that I'm having a hard time staying on the road. Thank God traffic's light today, or I would've run over someone by now. As Nikki promised, my throbbing cock doesn't shrink a millimeter in size. The seemingly long trip home is pure torture.

About a mile from home, I turn the Jeep into the foothills. Worming my way through the twists and turns of our hilly neighborhood road, I enjoy the beautiful desert vistas of home. Nikki suddenly bolts upright, knowing our drive home is nearly over.

Nikki looks down hungrily at my dick bulge, and laughs uproariously. "Told you so,........ didn't I. That bad boy hasn't shrunk at bit. Want me to help you with that?", she ask leisurely.

With an exasperated huff, I harshly answer "Yes, Nikki you can help,.....just knock off the teasing crap, and I'll be just fine."

Nikki pouts, "Gee, Dad that doesn't sound like much fun at all. Your choice though. Let me know if you change your mind, or something......!!!".

During our conversation, I have pulled into our drive, and stopped in front of the garage doors. Nikki grabs the remote from the visor, and opens the garage door. Before I can park, Nikki launches herself out the Jeep door, and into the garage.

Nikki opens the door into the house, quickly hooks both thumbs in the elastic waistband of her partially lowered running shorts and panties, and bending at the waist, pulls them down to her ankles. Parking the Jeep, I get a full on tantalizing view of her long sensuous legs, perfect taut cheeked ass, and her moist hairless cunt.

She quickly kicks the running shorts, and panties off her feet near the doorway. Standing, she picks up the "inside out" running shorts and panties, and in a final act of preteen defiance, throws them at the Jeep. In a smooth white skinned display of naked loveliness, Nikki turns and sprints into the house.

[[Nikki's 5K Run epilogue - I quickly sprint through the laundry room, kitchen, and down the hall way to my room. Gathering up some clothes and underwear, I head into my bathroom for a shower. Just in case Dad wants to take a quick peak, I leave the door open. "Maybe, just maybe, he will come in to wash my back.....Aaah, wouldn't that be some fun. No matter,.....what a wonderful time that was at the 5K run. My Dad's dick is get hard every time he sees me without my cloths on. I'm not just a 9 year old kid, but a budding young woman ready for other things.

Ohh, that was so much fun,.....aaahhhh.....yes, getting Dad french kiss me a couple of times, our tongues darting in and out, twisting and turning,......,then talking him into massaging glycerin onto my tits and nipples, feeling those large warm hands touching my smooth soft skin, making me all hot and tingly,..........then "Stinker Dad" painfully pinching my ultra sensitive nipples,.........what a "TURN ON" making me leak pussy juice down my legs before the race,.........then my payback after the race, LOL......me taking my race top off, rubbing my tits, and hard nipples into the ripped muscles of his t-shirt covered chest, and........finally riding home nearly naked in the passenger seat,..... his lovely long dick staying nice, and hard the whole time.

He doesn't stand a chance, I bet he won't last the afternoon before I get another load of cum out of him. I've got to keep the pressure on, he's cracking, but how to push him over the edge. I'll need to find the right moment,......maybe when we go shopping, yea. He hates shopping, especially for girly stuff,.....bras,.....panties. Yes, I need to buy myself some big girl lingerie,....... and I know just the place."]]

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