The first time daddy came to me was a shock.

Not because when he knocked on my door my left hand was embedded deeply between my thighs and my right pinching my smarting nipple; but that it was daddy I was thinking about while I was doing this.

See, daddy and me had talked about sex.

Earlier I had asked him if his penis ever got hard. He laughed and told me about my mommy and how he had to put his penis in her to reach her eggs with his sperm.

He told me that's not why he put his penis in mommy though, he said he did it because it felt good for him and good for mommy and one day mommy was just pregnant.

I knew what daddy meant by feel good. I had always liked the feel of my vagina ever since I could remember. All my hard and pointy toys have had a turn sliding in and out of my puffy folds hiding my tiny hole, dinosaur tails, little bowling pins, dolls arms...and Legs, rattles. Nothing to big mind you, I don't like it when I hurt down there, I like it to feel good.

I'm rambling aren't I. So back to daddy. I asked daddy if his penis could make a baby in me if it was put inside my vagina.

He said first up that it probably wouldn't fit and I think he would be right. Daddy's penis is huge. It hangs thick and long from its hairy base with two giant irregular balls in a furry sack appearing squashed between his penis trunk and his muscular thighs, so yeah; I doubt it would fit.

Secondly, he said that he had been fixed, that he had no eggs in his sperm anymore so technically, if his penis fit he could have sex with me and not get me pregnant.

So when daddy knocked on the door I was thinking about his big penis getting even bigger and my curled up little fist was his penis pushing hard against the spots that itch and burn in that nice way only those spots can.

Daddy knocked then entered. I just lay in my bed under the doona with my nighty and underpants on and my legs clamping my balled fist tight into my nub and dampening slit when daddy came and kneeled beside me.

He had his computer tablet and said he wanted to show me some stuff. I propped myself up so I could see and automatically wedged my fist back between my thighs. Daddy snuggled up beside me outside of the doona and proceeded to open his pad up.

A site appeared with an older man and older woman with a younger man of around seventeen sitting between them with a small erection.

That's the size I need I giggled as daddy smiled at me.

Incest at its hottest, I said reading out loud the lettering across the top. What's incest I asked daddy?

It's what you were asking about before, said daddy. It's when a daddy and his daughter have sex, or like in this photo the mommy would be having sex with the son.

I was looking at the picture and noticed the older man's shriveled little penis poking out from a tangle of black hair and I thought if I was the fat lady with the saggy boobs I would rather have the handsome long pink tube in me then that horrible little grey head.

Daddy scrolled down.

The next photo showed an older man with a grey beard and a pot belly and a fat penis that was pointing to a girl on her knees topless with tiny breasts and wearing a short, tight bright green skirt. She was smiling while appearing to hesitantly reach for the man's penis.

Is that her daddy I asked?

Yep. Said my daddy.

Underneath this photo were smaller ones of the man and his daughter having sex.

The girl first had her daddy's penis deep in her mouth, then daddy had his tongue on her nub while a finger was deep in her hole. The next photo was the daughter with her legs wide open and the saggy bottom of the man slammed tight against her hole. The last photo was the daughter smiling with white stuff all over her face and mouth.

While looking at these photos at some stage I must have unfurled my tightly jammed fist as my pointer finger had escaped and was now deep within my own slit, I could feel the dampness moistening my palm, my breathing felt faster.

Daddy scrolled down again to a photo of two girls, one an older teen and the other; who looked around my age but with larger breasts, standing either side of a tall skinny man with a long skinny penis pointing straight up. The next two photos showed the girls licking the purple head of the penis with big smiles. The next photo was of the man behind the older girl who was on her knees with her face buried deep between the wide spread thigh of the younger girl who was looking a bit bored.

God, how could she be bored? I have loved it whenever any of my girl friends and I have poked and licked each other, yum. I could feel my underpants getting quite damp as they soaked the moister up that was draining from the base of my wiggling finger and into my cupped fist.

The next photo was of the older girl helping the man put his penis inside the younger one who didn't look board any more as her face was pinched into what must of been pain. The last photo was confusing but I soon figured it out. The man was on his back and his small ball sack hung between his arse. Attached to his penis was the younger girls arse hole, her pink vagina looking squashed and queer but very moist. Atop her was the older girl with her arse in the air, her brown bum hole puckered and lips parted revealing an open little hole that had probably been filled only moments before with dick.

I involuntarily groaned as the pressure exerted on my nub and the super fast wiggling of my finger sent waves of delight through my body.

I looked at daddy. He was looking at me with his big brown eyes, a dreamy and cheeky dad only smile on his face. He leant over to kiss my nose as he does but I lifted my mouth and kissed him quickly wet and full on the lips.

So what do you think of that he asked.

Are they all mums, dads and daughters.

This one, he said pointing to the photo of the human sandwich, is a father and young daughter with an older friend helping.

Is this normal, I asked. I knew the answer. Parents didn't have sex with their kids and adults shouldn't be interested in kids, but I did want to have sex with my daddy and I loved that he was appearing interested in me sexually and is showing me that other people think it's ok to.

Its normal for these people he said.

Can I see some more I asked.

Daddy said sure and adjusted himself putting an arm around me and curling his legs so the pad could be seen and used with only one hand. As I snuggled close I couldn't help but feel the tips of daddy's fingers touching my nipple ever so lightly that I nearly couldn't feel it, except my nipple had tightened to a point and appeared to reach for this feather touch.

I relaxed my legs and they flopped open under the covers one leg leaning against dad and the other touching the wall, finger resting deep inside while the elastic on my under pants cut into my hand and my nub throbbed against my pressing palm.

As daddy scrolled through the pictures of little ladies with mouths full of penis or smiling with fingers up their holes or men with huge daddy dicks tight in stretched arse holes or any combination of older person younger persons; I fell heavily into my daddy's side. I knew I was panting irregularly due to the state of my own hole and I was now holding daddy's hand that he had over my shoulder and was swinging it across my tiny erect nipple to the rhythm of my own wiggling finger.

Your fidgety said daddy. You're not getting to hot are you.

With that he removed his arm, picked up his pad and stood up, grabbed the corner of the cover and threw it over the end of the bed where it slipped to the floor.

I had quickly removed my hand and tugged on my nighty to pull it down over my knickers.

Dad sat down beside me again and placed his arm back around my shoulder but this time he held on to my breast through the nighty but placing my marble hard nipple between his pointer finger and middle one.

As he adjust his legs he put one between my legs and we linked ankles, I let the other leg flop open and pushed my nighty between my legs with my same damp balled fist and left it there hard on my mound as daddy scrolled through the erotic images, his breathing coming in short little burst.

I thought my elbow was resting on something hard in daddy's pocket and as I applied pressure onto my own pulsing mound I found that I could feel a throb from the hard bit my elbow was on and as I would push down; it would push back. When daddy adjusted himself again I saw that the hard thing was his dick and the throbbing was it getting harder.

I realized that the rubbing from my elbow was turning daddy on as he would push and rub against and apply a bit more pressure to my firm little mound and the nipple that was threatening to twist off; being so hard and stone like.

So I resumed a slow rubbing of my own vagina using max arm action being sure to rub daddy's hard rod through his jeans.

Daddy slowly slid his hand under the top of my nighty and squeezed my tiny tit forcing the nipple to point viciously forward and I reflexively reached up with my free hand and held my nipple tight in my fingers while balling my other fist hard between my legs and levering down onto daddy's rock hard erection with my elbow.

I gave a small squeak and looked at daddy dreamily, he looked at me the same, we leant into each other and kissed again wet and long. As I held it I felt daddy's lips part and his tongue flick out and touch mine through the gap between our teeth.

I had never been kissed like this before and responded in kind stretching my tongue out to meet his and we deliciously pashed.

I felt his hand working my little tit. Kneading it like tiny pizza dough as I stretched and twisted and I unfurled my pointer finger again and around the elastic on my underwear slid it deep into my tight wet hole forcing my elbow hard onto daddy's lump.

As we kept kissing I felt daddy slide the pad onto the floor and his now free hand slide up and across my tight belly. We stopped kissing for a moment and I looked deep into my daddy's eyes and he looked back. I could feel the same longing in him as I had in me.

If we go further we can never tell anyone he said.

But why, it's on the Internet, it must be ok.

Its illegal though and if they catch us daddy will go to jail for a very long time.

I get it, I said; it's like the smokes you smoke that are not legal but only make you happy.

That's right said daddy, sometimes things that they say are wrong are not really but because it is law we can get in lots of trouble for doing these things, even if they only make us feel good.

I won't ever tell daddy I said and to prove how willing I was with what was going on I moved both my hands to the top if his jeans and started to undo the button and the zipper; which was a bit hard as my fingers on the zip was slick with my wetness.

As the zipper teeth opened his penis appeared to push the jean flap and there stood daddy's man hood thick, hard and huge.

I looked at him and smiled and he looked back at me smiling and stroking my hair.

I held daddy's cock.

I had always been allowed to see daddy naked, he always walked around the house nude when it was just us. I was the same, I had no shame when it came to my body and daddy had watched me grow up, but lately I hadn't been as comfortable in my skin.

My little budding lumps that disfigured my perfect little nipples made me feel self conscious and the tiny hairs sprouting on my mound wanted to leave me covering the nervous change.

I felt better now, or at least I must. Shoe string strap strung along my marble white arm who's hand now gripped the muscle, motor and being that shot living sperm deep into my mother and bought to life this hand, this arm that feels the tickle from the strap that is dangling because her breast now stands exposed to her father.

A mound that appears so perfect now as I catch a glimpse of myself in the dresser mirror. An easy hand full for my hands but they are small and lovely, pear shaped showing promise of more growth but standing proud, puffy with perfect tiny nipples slightly skyward.

As I watched the reflection of my firm hanging breast I saw daddy's hand grope for it, misshaping it, holding it, stroking it to rest in a pinch.

I look at his cock. Penis seems too gentler a word. I knew my dad wasn't circumcised but you wouldn't know it now.

As I held it in the slimy grip of my fingers I could feel it pulsate and throb.

I looked at my dad but he adored my body with his eyes as he caressed my tit.

I looked back at his giant man hood red and purple, blue veins and heat. My hand couldn't reach around it. When I tried to squeeze my fingers to thumb, it appeared to swell and pulse against my palm in resistance.

I pushed my fist upwards to the base of the head and held it there as it bucked wildly, daddy squeezing and releasing my breast, rolling and unrolling my nipple.

I pumped twice, daddy jerked liked he was hit with an electric charge bucking to my marinete as I pulled the strings.

The cocks head now looked like a plum fresh to burst as I squeezed with all my might. Dad was fumbling with my other strap and I soon had both breasts being groped in a rough but not unpleasant manner. I'm really ticklish and if I was handled to lightly I would be a giggling mess. I leant down and sniffed the pulsating bulb. A hint of the salty ocean, my daddy's sweat, my daddy.

I licked it and heard daddy groan and gave it a kiss, I felt his two hands now, one clumsy and fumbling the other firm, gripping and assertive on my blossoming woman hood.

As I withdrew my lips a thin line of spit ran from my bottom lip to his cock top and I flicked my tongue colliding with his purple head and then followed my tongue tip down to envelope his enormous bauble. Mouth stretched wide and sucking I pulled the massive plum whole into my cavity gagging and withdrew, his cock head covered in spittle.

Dad was stroking my hair again whispering words I couldn't hear other hand teasing my dangling nipple.

I griped hard again and pulled up, the for skin appearing covering the head as I hold a collection of wrinkled skin pinched in my bunched fingers.

I smashed my hand back down to his furry base and up in a fast pumping motion, daddy jolting. I stopped and sucked the head of his cock back into my mouth and pumped three or four times before gagging and withdrawing.

Daddy groaned and asked me where I had learnt to do that.

I looked into his smiling face and said that I had never done anything like it before and had only just now seen it happen in the web page he had shown me.

We can do lots of things together said daddy, anything you want.

I want so much daddy I said and buried his knob to the back of my throat, sucking; my gag reflex under control.

I pulled my lips away with a loud smack and pumped him a few more times using both hands wrapped around the shaft.

I kneeled up right and my nighty slid down to my knees, I then lifted my leg up and out and over daddy to straddle his flat belly.

I looked down at daddy and he said what now. I answered by sliding backward on his stomach until the tip of his cock was pushing between my round little bum making the material of my underpants ride up in a pleasant manner.

I wiggled and pushed until his monster was being pushed skyward and I could feel his shaft tight on my arse hole and the damp lips of crotch rubbed roughly against the material of my underpants as I pushed hard against his rod.

I buried my head into daddy's chest, he still held onto my left nipple rubbing it hotly as it was crushed against his chest while his other hand found my bum cheek, rubbing, caressing and pinching.

I pushed against the hardness and rose slowly upwards feeling the shaft drag along the damp cloth, the rim of the cock feeling like a speed bump as the cock head nestles into my arse hole. It feels as big as a child's fist and I push against it and my daddy groans as my arse hole instinctively opens as if I'm going to shit and closes shutting out the invasive unit, opens; shuts. I can feel dads hand walking across my cheek and feel hot pressure as he pushed his dick head tight into my brown hole, I push against it safe in the knowledge that he can't fuck my tight shit hole while I have underwear on... Can he?

I buck and daddy's hand now holds my arse cheek while my hot wet hole rest balanced on top of daddy's meat tower. I again push down feeling the material of my under pants tugging tightly around my arse hole.

I started a little rhythmic bounce on his dome feeling the pressure of his cock invade the tight little space between my fold, as I pushed against it my nib seemed to make contact and I slide back down his pole pushing my clit hard against the tower of steel flesh.

I grabbed daddy's shoulders and nibbled and licked his own nipple whilst telling him how I much I loved his large cock. He stopped playing with my tit and reached down to hold my other arse cheek open.

I started a gentle rubbing motion up and down, up and down. I pushed against daddy's dick moving down to lay my face in daddy's chest again nibbling and clawing at him while my bottom rose and fell greasing his pole with friction so hot I thought It might leave a permanent mark.

I felt daddy mashing my arse cheeks together and him tensing as a groan escaped him. Next thing I knew a hot scald shot across my back, the wads turning to trickles as I gently rocked back and forth with daddy's cock slowly shrinking to become a penis once more, my crack damp to its core.

Daddy lifted off me and grabbed some tissues, he cleaned me and him with them.

His dick didn't look as threatening anymore swinging harmlessly between his legs.