"Daddy?" my daughter Ashley began, "Are you sure this is okaaagghh."

The end of her sentence garbbled as I stuck my penis in her mouth.

"Shhhhh," I said, cradling her head in my hands, "It's alright baby. Just suck daddy's cock now."

I was laying on my side, pumping my hips ever so slightly to move my dick around inside my little girls mouth without choking her. As she sucked on my cock, she put a little patch of saliva on the underside of the head, rubbing it vigorously with her tongue, just like I'd taught her.

I had been sexually molesting my daughter pretty hardcore for almost a year at this point, but tonight was special. She had just had her ninth birthday two days earlier, and I had decided it was time to pop her cherry.

*** *** *** ***

It had all started when my ex-wife showed up at my place about two years ago, our then seven year old daughter in tow.

She looked like hell, so it didn't surprise me all that much when she said she'd been going through some hard times, and couldn't take proper care of Ashley.

She asked if she could leave her with me for a while.

"For how long?" I inquired.

"I don't know." she admitted. "Just until I get back on my feet. It shouldn't be more then a couple of months."

So she left Ashley with me, and I haven't heard from her since.

I hadn't seen my little girl since she was a baby, when her mother left me. She had grown into a pretty little girl. She had blond hair, blue eyes, and full pouty lips, just like her mother. When I looked at her it was hard not to feel a swell of pride, knowing that some of my DNA went into making that.

I lived in a small studio apartment with only one bed. Since she didn't have a nightgown, and I had always slept naked anyway, we just slept in the same bed with no clothes on. I figured it would be okay. I mean, she was my daughter. It's not like I was gonna fuck her, right?

In such close quarters I had many occasions to see her naked, and sometimes the sight of her lithe little body, with her smooth hairless pussy, and tight, round little ass, would give me a raging hard-on. I would just chalk it up to a basic biological response, and dismiss it.

As the months passed we settled into a routine of work for me, and school for her.

I kept her well fed, so by the time she turned eight, she wasn't as skinny as when she'd first arrived, and in fact, she'd even grown a couple of inches taller.

Everything seemed to be going well, and other then sleeping naked in the same bed, we had a pretty normal father/daughter relationship.

Then came the night that all that changed. Forever.

I had been having some kind of sex dream, and awoke to find myself spooning Ashley, and rubbing my hard cock between her tender little ass cheeks.

'What the hell are you doing?' I asked myself, but her warm little body pressed against me, and her soft, smooth little ass rubbing on my cock felt so good.

I don't know what I was thinking. I guess I wasn't thinking, because instead of getting up, and going into the bathroom to jack off, like I should have done, I slid my hand down her soft belly, and started playing with her vagina.

I had thought that nothing could feel softer then my babies ass up against my hard cock, until my hand touched the velvety smoothness of her sweet, virginal little pussy.

As my fingers rubbed her pubic mound, and her tiny clitoris she moaned in her sleep. I pushed my fingers down into the tiny folds of her pussy to find that she was already wet.

Suddenly she stirred.

"Daddy?" she asked groggily, still half asleep, "Why are you touching my private area?"

"Pussy baby," I explained, "Daddy calls it your pussy."

"Well then," she asked, "Why are you touching my pussy?"

"Because I love you, and want to make you feel good." I whispered in her ear, as I slid my fingers, now wet with her pussy juice, up to rub her clit some more.

"Does that feel good baby?" I asked, rubbing slow delicate circles over her clitoris.

"Yes daddy." she replied, smiling, and blushing.

As I played with her moist little pussy, I was still rubbing my cock between her tight ass cheeks.

Then she asked, "Why are you rubbing your wiener on my butt?"

"Cock." I corrected her, "It's daddy's hard cock."

"Okay." she said in that adorable way that only an eight year old can, "Why are you rubbing your hard cock on my butt?"

I had slipped my other arm from underneath the pillow where my head had lain, slid it under the pit of her outstreached arm, and folded it around her body, pulling her in tight against my chest.

I put my mouth next to her ear, and whispered softly, "'Cause that's what makes daddy feel good baby."

'What are you doing!' I suddenly screamed inside my head. 'You're playing with your daughters pussy, and dry humping her ass."

But just as I had so easily dismissed the hard-ons I'd gotten from looking at Ashley's body, I now dismissed the voice of reason, that was trying to pull me back from the brink.

As I rubbed my shaft faster against the velvety smooth skin of her tight little ass, I increased the speed with which I massaged her little mound.

With each stroke between her tender cheeks the underside of my head rubbed the small of her back, and I could feel myself getting closer, and closer to orgasm.

'What are you going to do?' I demanded of myself, 'Cum on her?" but I brushed this aside as well.

By now we were both breathing hard, and Ashley was moaning on her out breaths, and hissing as she inhaled.

I slid my fingers back down into her wet little slit, and she parted he tighs slightly to admit me, which just turned me on even more. I drew some of the thick, slick liquid from between her pink swollen lips with my fingers, and used it as lube to to rub her tiny pulsing clitoris.

'Okay, just stop.' the voice in my head insisted, as I tried to get control of myself. 'You can't do this. JUST STOP!'

I didn't stop however, on the contrary, I increased the pace, rubbing her little yum button in a frenzy.

"Oooo,ssss,oooo,ssss,oooo,ssss,oooo,ssss." she breathed as my precum made a slick trail between her ass cheeks for my cock to slide on.

With a mixture of horror, and lust, I realized that there was no turning back. I was gonna cum on my eight year old daughter's back, and god help me, I was gonna love it.

Suddenly I felt her little body shudder against me, and she started calling out, "Oh god daddy, oh god daddy, oh god!" with a tone of fear. the fear of not quite knowing what has happening to her.

I, on the other hand, knew exactly what was happening to her.

I could feel the cum flowing out of her, as I rubbed my fingers furiously from her creamy little hole, to her tiny clit.

Her little body shuddered, and writhed against me, as she groaned, and panted, cumming hard.

So much precum had leaked out of me that I was able to smoothly slide my cock accross her butt crack almost as fast as I was rubbing her pussy. I could feel a familiar pressure, and I knew I was about to cum any minute.

Ashley was still cumming, and as my fingers worked her to a new height, she suddenly hugged the arm I was holding her with, squeezing tightly, as she cried, "OOOOHHGOOOODDAAAAADDYY!" her whole body shaking with the force of her orgasm.

That was all I could take.

"Uuugghhh!" I grunted as the sperm came rocketing out of me, splashing between us. I cupped her sopping wet pussy in my hand, pulling her in closer to me, as I too began to shake.

"MMMMMMMMMMMM!" we moaned in unison, as we lay there cumming together, and holding on to each other tight. She was cumming so hard that it flowed between my fingers, running down her thigh, and as the seamen kept shooting rhythmically out of my cock, we both shuddered.

I felt as though a light exploded in my head, and for a brief moment I knew what life was all about. It was about this moment. This golden, perfect, eternal moment. In that moment, I felt all the joy, and pain of every person that had ever had, or ever would have an orgasm. I seemed to hear a tiny whisper that I somehow knew was the muffuled echo of billions of lovers all crying out in ecstasy.

"Oooooo" she cooed softly, as the last of her orgasm sent a final little shudder through her body, and as I shot my last few bursts of spunk, I suddenly realized that I'd never cum that much in my life.

My hand started to rub her clit again, but then her hand shot down, pushing me away, as she whimpered, "No daddy."

I pulled my hand away instantly, and as I heard her start to cry quietly, her little body shaking gently to her sobs, I suddenly realized that her poor little clitoris must be ultra sensetive after such a powerful orgasm. I squeezed her tight, and rubbed her belly.

"Shhhhh," I soothed, "It's okay baby girl. don't cry. You're daddy's good little girl."

"Yeah?" she sniffed, her tears drying up.

"Oh yeah," I cooed in a breathy voice, "Daddy loves his good little girl."

She stopped crying, and smiled shyly to herself, as we both tried to recover our breath.

As we lay there gasping, covered in sweat, and cum, my mind was over come with conflicting emotions.

I had just molested my sweet innocent little girl. I felt like the scum of the earth, but at the same time, as I held her hot, wet little body close to me, a thick layer of my cum oozing between us, I knew that I'd never been happier, or more content in my whole life. As our breathing returned to normal, my reverie of bliss, and self loathing was suddenly interrupted when Ashley held her hand up for me to see, and asked. "What's this daddy?"

Apparently when she'd thrust her hand down between her legs her fingers had slipped into her wet little gash, coating them with a thick layer of her hot, sticky cum. My mind raced as I stared at the copious amount of pussy juice dripping from her fingers. How should I explain this to an eight year old?

"Well," I said, thinking fast, "That's your happy juice."

"Happy juice?" she asked, turning her head to look at me.

"That's right sweetie." I began, as she turned her head back to examine the thick cum on her fingers.

"Whenever your pussy feels really good, it makes happy juice." I explained, as I removed my hand from her belly, and gently grasped her wrist, guiding her hand toward my mouth.

She didn't resist, but she turned her head back to look at me again, clearly wondering what I was gonna do.

As I closed my lips around her tiny fingers, the taste of her sweet little pussy caused me to shut my eyes,and make little yummy sounds.

Her cum was like nectar, and as I licked, and sucked it from her tiny fingers, she watched mesmerized.

I pulled her fingers from my mouth with a loud sucking smack, and as I looked down on her, smiling, I couldn't help but think, 'Wow, forbidden fruit really is the sweetest.'

She wrinkled her nose at me, and asked, "What's it taste like?"

"Well," I said, and as I pondered how best to explain it, I released her wrist.

She pulled her hand down to join it's companion, tightly hugging my arm.

"Well, it's kind of like," I began, resting my other hand on her hip.

"Well it's like," I started again, then stopped, trying to think of the best way to describe it.

Then it occurred to me that there was a much easier way.

"Here, I'll just show you." I said, slipping my hand off her hip, and sliding it down between her legs.

I rubbed my finger into her swollen little slit, scooping some of her thick cum from the entrance of her tight little hole, and as I raised it to her mouth, she grabbed my hand.

She sniffed it dubiously, then turned her head round, and gave me a quizzical look.

"Go ahead." I encouraged.

She turned back to my finger, then shrugged, and took the tip into her mouth, sucking it gently.

As her tongue played over my finger, licking her juice off, I began to imagine what that sucking little mouth, and that agile, darting little tongue could do to the head of my cock.

I had started to go flaccid, but now I had a raging hard-on again.

I decided that was enough of that, and as I quickly pulled my finger out of her mouth, it made a little popping sound, causing me cock to twitch.

"Well?" I asked, "What does it taste like?"

"I don't know." she said, seeming to think about it for a second. "It tastes kinda funny."

"Do you think it tastes bad?" I asked, rubbing my hand on her belly.

"No, not bad." she said in a measured tone, sounding very precocious to me at that moment, "Just different."

She laid her head down, and was quiet for a moment, but then she started moving her little body against me asking, "Well, what's that?" as she rubbed my cum into our skin.

"That's daddy's happy juice." I answered.

She was quiet for another moment, and then she said, "When daddy's hard cock feels really good, it squirts happy juice?"

"That's right baby." I replied, kissing her on the neck, and rubbing her belly.

She seemed to ponder this for a moment, before asking, "So, did I make daddy's cock feel good?"

"Oh yes." I answered, kissing her all over her neck, "You made daddy's cock feel really good."

She squeezed my arm, "I'm glad daddy." she sighed. "You made my pussy feel really good too."

As we lay there together quietly, I almost couldn't believe that we'd done all that under the blanket. What was gonna happen now? I wondered.

'You crossed the line buddy boy.' I said to myself, feeling really anxious about how I was going to handle this situation moving forward.

'First things first.' I told myself, 'I've got to get up, and wash this cum off of us.'

"Ashley." I whispered, but she was already sound asleep.

I wanted to get us cleaned up, but I didn't want to wake her, and I felt so warm, and comfortable under the blanket, with her soft sleeping form pressed up against me.

'Fuck it!' I said to myself as I started to nod off, 'I'll deal with it in the morning.'

I was going to have to deal with everything in the morning.