Her: These days, Bridget was beginning to look  a lot like her mother, Dana had at her age.  Bridget was named after a saint, of course, Saint Bridget Kilbride of Ireland, and it seemed that it couldn't be any more fitting due to her mother's own Irish roots.  Bridget was a smart girl, probably did her father very proud as far as grades went, but lately she was discovering some kind of energy that she was having trouble getting rid of.  Catholic schools weren't big on explaining the birds and the bees very well.

 

 

 She sat, like she did every night, just after school, at the kitchen table, still in her uniform, her deep red hair pulled back into a single braid down her back.  One of the nuns had to take her shopping for her bras, things like that, though she was still pretty naive to the whole thing.  She was daddy's little girl...in the truest sense of those words.

 

 Me: He, like he did every night, went about the kitchen, cooking dinner. He'd removed his robes the moment he got home, and enjoyed walking around the house in simple short and t-shirt. These days were falling into repetition, and they were exactly what he enjoyed. These days he enjoyed the time with his daughter, knowing exactly how old and big she was getting.. In fact, time and again his eyes were drawn to her familiar form. He found himself pulling his eyes away, pulling the hamburgers from the stove just in time to keep them from burning, grunting as he splashed grease on his wrist. "Gah!"

 

Her: Just finishing up the last problem in algebra, she glanced up when he grunted and exclaimed out in pain.  A frown fell over her features as she got up, and removed her vest from over her simple white button-down shirt, and she approached him from behind.

 

 "Hey, you okay, Dad?"  He insisted upon Father, as everyone else called him, but she wanted something of her own to call him, so it fell to 'dad' or when she was in trouble...'daddy' which wasn't often.  "You should run your wrist under cold water.." she turned the faucet on and touched his arm lightly.  Of course the sprayer on the faucet stuck sometimes, and she cot hit in the chest with a cold spray of water, before the sprayer unstuck and the water came from the tap.

 

 "Oh...sugar."

 

Me: He nodded, letting himself be led to the faucet. "It's alright honey, it's just a little burn, nothing to..." trailing off, his eyes traveling over the rapidly transparent front of her shirt. Clearing his throat and pulling his eyes away after a few moments, he stared pointedly at hi wrist. "Maybe you should go change honey.."

 

Her: "Well, I worry about you.." she pouted pointedly up at him and then shrugged.  She put him first, which seemed like the right thing to do.  She loved her father...and nothing and no one was going to come between the two of them.

 

 "But I've got to change for supper anyway..." she leaned up to him, pressing herself into his side, though not realizing she was doing it.  She kissed his cheek and smiled.  "I'll be right back, Hamburgers are my favorite.."

 

 She turned and put a little bounce in her step, she paused to gather up her books before she would head upstairs to change.

 

Me: He smiled kindly before she walked off, trying to suppress the groan as she pressed her young, warm body against him. "Yeah, I’m making them just how you like ‘em, so hurry back!" His eyes remained on her as she bounced out of sight, pointedly following her backside under the pleated skirt. Groaning, he began preparing dinner, which was set by the time she got back, their usual two spots across from each other at the table, meal and milk all waiting for her.

 

Her: She came back down, her hair brushed out from the braid, she wore shorts too, though cotton ones that might be close to being too short.  She wore a white tank-top too.  She looked...so very much like her mother, from the sleek form right down to those expressive green eyes.

 

 She sat at the table and grinned to him.  "Looks so good," she reached to take his hand...preparing for the night prayer before dinner.

 

Me: He looked pointedly at his plate when she arrived, glancing up to offer her a warm smile. He couldn't help his eyes roaming over her for just a moment, resting on the valley  of her breasts. Shaking his head, he'd take her hands, marveling on how warm they were before starting the prayer. (Insert prayer here)

 

Her: Once finished with the prayer, she gave his hand a squeeze and than began to eat.  "I passed my English mid-term..." she said with a bit of pride radiating from those deeply emerald eyes.

 

 She did catch a few of those glances and it made her brows knit with worry, "Is there something wrong...daddy?"

 

Me: "Mmm? Oh, no honey, nothing wrong." Pulled out of his reverie by her voice, he smiled assuringly, glancing down at his food and eating. "That's good that you're passing your classes. Your teachers were worried about you not so long ago, I remember."

 

Her: "Mn, well....I'm just going through some changes. I feel strange.."  she murmured lightly as she rubbed at the back of her neck.  "Like I have all this nervous energy that I can't...get rid of ..."

 

Me: "Changes...?" He raised an eyebrow, images fleeting through his mind before shaking his head. "Well, if you have all that energy young lady, maybe you should work on keeping your room clean. Or maybe you should think about a sport. Softball is coming up, maybe you should consider joining."

 

Her: "Mmn, I know..I don't like shopping with Sister Elizabeth.  The undergarments she chooses are just so...big.. and uncomfortable.."  She shrugged lightly.  "It's not that kind of energy anyway..it's different...makes me all hot...and bothered.."

 

Me: "Er, well... I'm sure if you told Sister Elizabeth about it, she'd get you something more your size." He coughed slightly at her last words. "Er, well, perhaps if you had a talk with one of the Sisters..."

 

Her: "I've tried...Sister Elizabeth said it was evil.." she rolled her eyes and took another bite of her burger.  "I know I'm not evil...it's just frustrating..."

 

Me: "Well, I don't think it's evil. It happens to all girls... Have you talked with any of your friends at the school?"

 

Her: "Not really, it's emberrasing.." she said in a small voice, though all the talk of it was making her feel that heated energy right now.  Her cheeks were becoming flushed and she squirmed slightly in her seat.

 

Me: He raised an eyebrow ever so slightly at her actions. Part of his mind told him to drop it, but the rest had to push on. "Oh really? Why's that? What does it feel like..?"

 

Her: She licked her lip lightly, "well..there's heat..it feels so warm everywhere, and everything is so sensitive...but especially.." she quieted some.  "..between my legs.."  she whispered that...blushing nearly the color of a beet.

 

Me: Unconsciously, he leaned in toward her over the table, an eyebrow raised and a rather hungry look in his eyes. "Have you tried... Touching it, at all?"

 

Her: "No!  No.." she lifted her eyes to him and then brought them back down to her plate.  She felt very uncomfortable and ...scared at the moment.  "I..should go..shower before bed.." she said in a tiny voice.

 

Me: The tone in her voice snapped him out of it. He blinked and shook his head, as if getting chills. "Ah, yes.. I'll... Wrap up the rest of this before bed, so you cna have it for lunch tomorrow, alright? You go on ahead, I'll clean up."

 

Her: Bridget jumped up out of her seat and seemed to run up to her room.  She needed a nice long shower, probably longer than she would usually indulge in.

 

 His voice kept echoing through her head, when he asked if she touched herself..it felt so sinful and naughty.  As she washed herself she kept thinking of it, and realizing that the heat had returned.

 

 A soapy hand trailed down along her stomach to between her legs, she bit at her lip before she touched, just a small amount of pressure where that heat came from, and that sent a spike of pleasure through her that made her sigh out.

 

 "Oh..my."

 

Me: He'd walk by the bathroom, heading toward his bedroom when something stopped him just outside of the bathroom door. He heard the shower on, as it was every night after bed. Something compelled him now to move silently to the door, turning the nob ever so slowly and opening it just a crack, peeking in through the sliver of space.

 

Her: The shower door was foggy, but transparent, he'd see her slender outline standing under the flow of the water, seeming to enhance every little curve it ran over.

 

 Her fingertips pressed past the soft lips of her sex and when she, for the first time, touched her clitoris, she moaned out and her free hand moved to brace herself against the wall.

 

 "Oh..mn...th..that's so nice.."

 

Me: He quietly took in a deep breath at the blurry but obvious sight. Biting his lip to keep from groaning, he opened the door slightly more, trying to be as quiet as possible. Meanwhile, a free hand would glide down to the front of his shorts, a long familiar and awaited bulge pressing against the palm of his hand.

 

Her: She had to lean on the wall of the shower, which made her face the shower door.  She could barely make out that the door was open, but she knew...she could see..just barely.  She didn't make like she saw him though.  She was too blinded by this fierce pleasure.  Her head fell back to the shower wall as her fingers slid over and around that little bud of a clit.

 

 "Oh..oh god.." she moaned out as her other hand slipped up to touch very delicately at her breasts.  Her touch was unknowing...but to her it felt wonderful.

 

Me: Licking his lips as he spied on her through the slim crack inthe door, he began breathing heavily. His hand caressing over the bulge in his shorts. He strained, just a little more, to see her. She looked so much like her mother when she... The thought nearly caused him to moan aloud.

 

Her: Her sweet features were drawn up into a  look of sheer exstacy.  She arched her back and let out another soft moan as she felt something building within her.  Her whole body seemed to tighten, but the pleasure was so much that she couldn't will her fingers to stop even if she wanted them to.

 

 A few moments passed and she groaned out a louder moan, and her body seemed to shudder and then relax.  Breathing hard, she slid down along the shower wall, shivering to herself.

 

 "Mmn.."

 

Me: He matched her moan as she reached climax,, gripping himself firmly. When he realized she was finished for now, he slowly and quietly shut the door. Images of it fresh in his mind, he quickly moved to his bedroom. Shutting the door behind him, he would immediately disrobe, sit himself on the bed, and begin stroking his aching manhood.

 

Her: She let the water rinse away the shame she suddenly felt.  She let her own father watch her do something unspeakable.  She bit at her lip..she had to go appologize.  After drying off and dressing, she brushed out her hair and then slowly made her way to his own room.

 

 She reached for the door knob, then thought wrongly of it, and decided to knock instead.

 

Me: The knock pulled him out of his imaginary reverie. Stunned, he released himself and immediately grabbed his robe, cinching it quickly and perhaps sloppily. Opening the door, he offered her a warm smile. "Ah, hello honey. Did you need something..?"

 

Her: "Can I come in?"  She asked quietly as she looked up to him.  Her features seemed to hold a deep shame in them, she was sorry for what she did, now she had to confess.  She hadn't yet noticed the state of his robe, however.

 

Me: "of course sweety, come on in..." Smiling genially, he stepped aside, letting her into the room and closing the door behind. "Something wrong?"

 

Her: "I um..." she bit her lip.  "I did it," she spoke lighty as she went to sit on the bed.  "I touched..the warm..between my legs..and it felt so good, Daddy.." she cleared her throat.  She wondered if he'd admit to it, to seeing it.

 

Me: "Ah... So you did. Well, you know child, it's a natural occurance, and while it is considered a sin to shame yourself, I'll tell you that every person has done it in their lives. So long as you ask for forgiveness, Jesus shall forgive."

Her: "I ..knew you were there.." she said it in a tinier voice as she stood up and stepped toward him, just now noticing how sloppily his robe was done up and she blushed again, deep red.  "you're...um...out of your robe.."

 

Me: The admission caught him dead, and he became very quiet. And, at her notice, he blinked down at himself. "Ah, ah! Um, yes, er..." Quickly pulling the robe shut, he leaned back against the door, sighing. "I'm afraid you're right honey, I'm sorry. I... don'tknow what came over me. I... I shamed you, and myself.." Lowering his head and closing his eyes, he looked in a lot of pain.

 

Her: She stepped toward him and she slipped her arms around him.  Looking up at him with a soft tiny smile, "I knew you where there when I did it..." she said it softly.  "I...think I w..wanted you to see.." she leaned up and kissed his cheek...and then his lips very delicately.

 

Me: The admission, again, caught him completely by surprise. His eyes widened at her as her lips pressed lightly against his own. For a moment, he withheld, as if to pull back... Before his arms slid around her waist and her kiss was returned warmly. "Bridget..."

 

Her: She breathed out a little sigh, "show me.." she spoke softly as she leaned up against him, her fingers curling into his robe.  "Show me how to make you feel good, daddy.." she whispered just as lightly.

 

Me: He gazed at her for a long moment, mixed emotions storming across his features. Finally he groaned, speaking softly. "Sweety, if.. If we do anything, we would be committing a serious sin, you know that? Incest is wrong..."

 

Her: "But I love you...you love me...you would never hurt me..I know that," she said as she slipped her fingers past the opening of his robe, just to part it again, so she could run her fingers along the skin of his chest.

 

Me: "I do love you honey, and I don't want to hurt you, but..." He sighed, her small, warm hhand on his chest was almost too much to blame. Being of firm belief that sound mind followed sound body, he made sure to get to the gym every day, and her fingers trailed along warm muscles. One particular muscle jumped at her attention, poking at her thigh from his now opened robe. "Mmm.."

 

Her: She glanced downward and she bit at her lip as she lifted her other hand up, to push the robe off of his shoulders, to leave him as bare as he'd seen her only minutes ago.  "I've disrobed you...now you...disrobe me.."

 

Me: ((What's she wearing?))

 

Her: ((Just a pair of shorts and a tank...panties...that's it))

 

Me: A flicker of doubt crossed his features, but the sight of her, eager, wanting crushed any thoughts of saying no. Quietly, he brought his hands up. At first resting them on her hips, he leaned down to catch her lips in a warm, sensual kiss. Letting his hands wander, slipping under the hem of her top, he'd slowly slide the cloth up, breaking from her lips to place hot little kisses along her neck. Kissing a trail along the hem of her top, stopping  for longer kisses just above her budding breasts, he'd slide the top up and over her head, letting it flutter to the floor.

 

Her: She breathed out a warm sigh against his mouth, she loved kisses before this, but these kisses were so much more, so much warmer.  She was putty in his hands.  Her head fell back at his kisses on her neck, his lips felt so lovely on her skin.  "Oh..s..so nice.." she breathed out in a moan as she was left topless before him.  Her skin was soft and pale, as if it hadn't been punished by the sun once in her life yet.

 

Me: His kisses would continue, down the valley between her breasts, then around each, every kiss becoming more lingering. He made a spiral trail of kisses on each, saving the hard little tips for last. A warm kiss on each then, and then his tongue would slip from his lips, caressing her nipples lightly. All the while his hands slipped up along her bare back, then down again. Curious fingers slipped under the shorts she wore, tugging them down her legs, leaving her in just a little pair of white panties.

 

Her: She leaned against him a bit, her hands snaked into his hair and curled there.  She never felt so close to him as she did now.  His mouth drew soft moans from her and her knees shook just a bit, as if she were weakened by this.

 

 "Oh..oh..daddy," she whispered as she lowered her head to rest it against the top of his.

 

Me: His arms wrapped around her then. Easily and gently, he would pick her up and walk her back to the bed. Setting her down on her back, his hands slid along her sides, over her hips. tangling the corners of her panties, he began slowly pulling them down, eyes watching her, filled with love and a hunger, drinking in her now nude body.

 

Her: She had a small amount of thin red hair over her sex, which was damp, glistening lightly in the dim light.  She rested back on her elbows as she watched him, her eyes reflecting that look up to him.

 

Me: Slowly, he's slide down to his knees in front of her, hands on her knees. Gently, he'd spread them apart, revealing and opening her sex to him. Whispering, his eyes never leaving her excitement, he spoke softly. "You know the name of this, right? It's your sex, your vagina, and, in less medical terms, your pussy or cunt... Understand sweety? You should know all the names for your parts..."

 

Her: She bit her lip as she watched him, she nodded quietly, she knew what it was called, but she didn't want to contradict him right now, especially the way she felt.  "It's ...all wet ..and warm," she said softly, squirming lightly at being under such scrutination.

 

Me: Nodding, he'd lean further in, his hands sliding up from her knees to her waist. "That's what happens when you get excited... When you're ready for sex. Sometimes it happens just because, and other times because you're touched, or hear something, or smell something that turns you on..." Gently, a finger began running along the slit, tracing the outer lips. "I'm going to do something sweety, and you have to keep your legs open, okay? It's going to feel very good."

 

Her: She took in a shuddered breath, but nodded quietly.  "O..ohkay daddy.." she nodded quietly, doing her best to keep her legs parted for him, despite the pleasure he was already causing.

 

Me: Offering her a reassuring smile, he leaned forward. With his fingers, he gently parted her lower lips, leaving her open and exposed to his warm breath. Soon, she'd feel something warm and wriggling tracing her slit, slowly working its way further inside her. His tongue had a mind of its own once deep into her, running in circles, tracing the outer edges before plunging again inside her.

 

Her: She breathed out a light sigh at the touch of his fingers and his breath, but the feel of his tongue was like nothing she'd ever known.  Her eyes widened and she let out a deep moan.  "Oh..oh th..that's..that's so ...ohmnn.." she trailed off into a moan as she fell back against the bed and let her back arch from the pleasure he was feeding into it.

 

Me: His tongue continued to lap at her, even as his arms went around her waist, ready to hold her down just in case. Soft sounds of his drinking her juices would begin to fill the room as he again and again plunged his tongue within her. Soon, his tongue would trace along the top of her slit, his nose bumping into that particularly sensitive spot.

 

Her: She was so content to just lay there and experience this forever and ever, it was sweet pleasure, not like the shower, that was sharper and more intense.  When his nose nudged that bud of a bump, she whimpered softly at the intense pleasure that slipped into her body.  Her hips jerked and she moaned a little more loudly.  "Oh..oh there..please..there.."

 

Me: He pulled back, licking his lips of her juices just long enough to speak. "Your clit, baby." With that, his mouth would open, engulfing her sensitive spot and letting his tongue brush over it. He's begin gently poking, prodding and nudging, all the while holding her hips down as he did.

 

Her: "Oh..oh yes..yes..yes...!"  Her fingers curled into his hair and tugged faintly, then ran through his hair softly.  She was drowning in this pleasure.  She turned her head a bit to the side and whimpered.  "It's..it's happening again..oh it's ..it's happening again," she moaned out as her body began to stiffen beneath his mouth, and she tried as hard as she could to keep her legs open for him.

 

Me: He wouldn't tell her this time. Instead, he would lean in, his teeth gently pressing on either side of her clit at the base, and gently, he would pull back, tugging at her spot, all the while his tongue caressing the exposed tip.

 

Her: That seemed to push her over the edge, her body stilled for a few moments, except for a bit of irratic breathing, before she'd let out a louder cry of a moan, and she'd suddenly release, her sweet juices coming fast to flood his mouth and chin.  "ohhmm..."

 

Me: He'd take a few moments to lap at her still before rising, chin and lips shining from excess juices. He grinned, rising to his feet. "You came baby... You had an orgasm."

 

Her: She was breathing hard, like she'd run and run and run.  Her hands came out of his hair as he lifted his head, and fell to her own face, and she giggled, faintly.  "Oh..oh orgasms are wonderful.."

 

Me: "mmm, yes they are. You don't always need someone to have them, but they are God's little gifts to us.." Chuckling softly, he'd sit on the edge of the bed next to her, placing his hand on her belly.

 

Her: "I ..want to give you one too," she looked up at him and she put her hands over his lightly on her tummy.  She lifted his hand up slowly to let it rest directly over her left breast.

 

Me: A slow smile came on his features. He gave her breast a squeeze before releasing and sliding back, putting his back to the headboard and motioning her over. "Come here... Have you ever seen a naked man?"

 

Her: "Mm-mm.." she said as she moved, shaking her head as if to make her answer perfectly clear.  She smiled gently as she crawled her way up to him, but it turned into a grin.  "Well..not until now.."

 

Me: "Mmm, good.. But you know the difference between boys and girls, I hope.." Reaching forward, he'd gently take her hand, pulling it toward him, resting it against his hard member. "Mmm.. Know what this is?"

 

Her: "Of course, it's a penis.." she watched with wide eyes directed on where he'd put her hand.  She bit her lip, it was a lot larger than she'd imagined.  She let her fingers wrap around it before giving a very gentle squeeze.

 

Me: Sighing softly at her touch, he nodded. "More naughty terms are dick or cock, but yes. Mmm... Go on sweety, touch it. It feels good."

 

Her: She focussed her gaze down at her hands, at the length of his shaft, she stroked slow yet gentle strokes up along his length and back down.  She smiled faintly and then an idea came to mind.  She leaned down and like he'd licked at her own sex, she let the tip of her tongue run over the head of his erection, in a slow circle.

 

Me: Her moving so quickly caught him by surprise, and a slightly startled, but pleased, moan slipped from him. "Mmm... Yes baby, that's nice... Mmm, put some of it in your mouth... Like a tootsie pop..."

 

Her: She glanced up, but nodded, while she continued stroking along his length, she suckled part of him into her mouth, not much past the head, but enough to let her suck at it gently, and still swirl her tongue around it.  She hoped she was doing it right, she mimicked what he'd done to her.

 

Me: "Ahhh, good girl.. Mmm.." Sighing, his fingers would move forward, entangling into her hair. "Mmm... under the head sweety, lick there, it's nice. And use your hand on my balls.. They're further down.."

 

Her: She let her eyes close, the sound that she was pleasing him was enough to make her happy.  She slipped her hand down to touch at his testicles, very tenetively at first, then she grasped them gently, rubbing them softly as she moved her tongue to where he dictated, she sucked at him just as she would a lolly pop...just as he'd instructed.

 

Me: "Ahhh, yesss, good girl.." Sighing, one hand would remove itself from her hair to slip to the hand around his hsaft, tightening her grip and motioning her hand up and down a bit quicker. "Just like that baby.."

 

Her: She followed his instructions easily, "mmm" she'd sigh out, unknowingly spreading the pleasure of vibration through his length as well.  She liked the sound of his voice like that...it made her feel so good..so proud that she could make him feel so good.

 

Me: Letting out a shuddering breath at the extra vibrations she gave him, he leaned back, his hips beginning to gently move up into her fist and mouth. The years of not having anything mroe then his occasional hand were getting to him, and he could feel a tightening. "Mmm.. I'm getting close baby..."

 

Her: She wanted him to have his orgasm too, she didn't pull back, or stop in anyway, in fact, her hand moved just a little faster along his shaft as her lips tightened around him, to give a slightly stronger suckling, "mmmnmm.."

 

Me: Breathing raggedly for several minutes, eyes closed and head leaned back against the headboard, he seemed in utter bliss. Moaning, he'd finally shout out as his testes tightened under her touch. "Ahhh, I'm cumming!" Holding her head close, he erupted inside her mouth, several weeks' worth of frustration filling her mouth and throat in one sweet release. Twitching slightly, he laid back, gasping for air.

 

Her: She partially gagged, though swallowed reflexively just so she wouldn't choke.  she didn't expect anything like that, hers seemed so...cleaner that...once he laid back, she pulled away, coughing slightly, and licking her lips.  "..good?"

 

Me: He smiled lazily at her, nodding and groaning. "Mmm, wonderful baby.. I'm sorry, I should have told you what to expect... Mmm, when a man cums, his semen shoots out.. Ahh, but you were fantastic.."

 

Her: She wiped off her mouth and crawled up beside him, kissing his shoulder, then his neck before nuzzling into it.  "I love you...I love you so much..I'm so glad I could make you feel good."

 

Me: His arms wrapping reflexivvely around her, he pulled her gently into his lap, kissing her forehead and holding her tight. "I love you too baby, more then anything... And you were so wonderful..."

 

Her: "Can we do it again?" She smiled.  "I mean..more later..?"  She bit at her lip as she cuddled against him, adoring the feel of his skin on hers.

 

Me: He smiled, letting a hand wander down to her backside and giving it a squeeze. "Mmm.. We can do even more then that, if you think you're ready. You're so beautiful..."

 

Her: "Mm...ready..?"  She nodded quietly.  "I am ready.." she giggled at the touch to her backside and she bit at her lip.  "..for what?"

 

Me: "Mmm, well.. After all that, there's only one thing left..." Taking her hand in his, he pressed her palm against his member, and then against her sex. "We bring them together..."

 

Her: "Oh.." she bit her lip but smiled eagerly.  "I..I want that, very much, Daddy.." she kissed at his chin lightly and nuzzled her cheek up against his.

 

Me: "Are you sure baby? It'll hurt the first time, but then it'll get better.." Smiling, he'd give her body a gentle squeeze in his arms, his manhood slowly rising up against her thigh.

 

Her: "I'm sure, daddy," she said softly before lowering her head to kiss at his neck, as he had kissed hers.  She nibbled faintly and let her tongue trace over his flesh.

 

Me: Sighing loudly, he'd shiver under her ministrations, his hands wandering along her sides, one slipping down between her thighs, tracing her lips again. "Mmm, Alright baby... Get on your back.."

 

Her: She smiled and did as he asked, movign to lay down back on her back.  She smiled softly as she watched him with that ever-loving gaze of hers.

 

Me: Carefully, he'd roll over her, his arms on either side of her head. Returning her gaze with a loving smile, he nodded down between them. "Alright baby, open your legs... I'm going to make you a woman.."

 

Her: She let her lengs slowly part, and slide up along the outside of his thighs and hips, she smiled gently up to him, and she traced her fingers over his face and through his hair.  She leaned up to kiss his mouth very gently.

 

Me: He returned her kiss warmly, positioning himself above her. Slowly, ever so gently he would press forward, his manhood pushing against her sex. He stopped as the tip slipped in. "How's that feel baby?"

 

Her: "mmn.." she looked up to him, her eyes were half-lidded due to the pleasure and heat of the situation.  Her arms held onto him tightly.  "N..nice..mmn..."

 

Me: Nodding, he leaned down to kiss her as he pushed further into her, taking care to be slow and gentle. Soon, he would press against her virginity. Whispering to her, "Brace yourself baby.." he'd push in entirely, remaniing still within her for a time.

 

Her: She'd moan softly, gently as he'd press into her, she'd turn her head to kiss his cheek and his neck.  She steeled herself to pain, and when he tore through her virginity, she whimpered and pushed her face into his neck.  She was a good girl..she didn't cry..she didn't make a peep.  She was still...but slowly she'd begin to relax...the pain would ebb and she would just nuzzle and kiss at his shoulder.

 

Me: "Mmm... such a good girl..." Sighing, he'd lean in, catching her lips in a warm kiss. Slowly, carefully, he began to pull back, party way before pushing back in, starting a slow and gentle rythm into her, whispering into her ear as he did, "Ahhh, so nice baby, so nice.."

 

Her: She couldn't put two words together even if she tried.  She moaned softly against his ear, her breath came hot against his skin and she pressed her hips up to his again and again, crashing into him.  "Yes...." she finally said, after a long bout of nothing but soft moans.

 

Me: His forehead pressed against her shoulder, his own shoulders slumped as he continued to rock with her hips, sighing softly on each. His lips would run along her neck, kissing up to her ear, biting lightly at the lobe as his thrusts slowly built up.

 

Her: "Oh..mn..daddy.." she moaned out softly as the thrusts continued to escallate.  She hooked her heels behind his knees to gain some leverage, so her own thursts could be felt a bit more.  "S..so good..so..so nice..oh God.."

 

Me: "Ohhh yes baby.. God, so tight..." Rolling his hips into her, he pressed as deeply as he was able, biting and suckling at her neck as he did, moaning into her ear. "Ahhh, just like.. Mmm.."

 

Her: She turned her head and bit at his shoulder, then sucked at it, alternating slowly as her body began to tremble beneath him.  "I..I'm ..going to ...again.." she whispered hoarsely against his neck.

 

Me: Turning his head to lick her lips, he nodded, groaning. "Ah, mmm... Then go ahead baby... It's okay, you can, ahh... say it... You're gonna cum.."

 

Her: "I'm ..I'm gonna...I'm gonna cum..oh..oh god.." she buried her face into his shoulder as her body tightened beneath him.  Her arms gripped him until they shook, her very core took ahold of him tightly, like a velvet vice.  She let out a whimper as she seized up..and then suddenly, with a delicate sounding moan, released beneath him.

 

Me: The pressure and sensation of his little girl releasing around him caused a strained moan to leave his lips. With a shudder, he would pull himself out from inside her, moaning heavily as his climax took him, several bursts covering her flat tummy and up to he rbreasts. Groaning, he slowly relaxed, panting above her.

 

Her: Breathing like she'd run for miles and miles...she gazed up at him, trying to catch her breath, but...it was slow going.  "oh...oh ..wow.."

 

Me: Panting through a smile, he leaned in to kiss her sweetly. "Mm... Wow is right... Ahhh, so good sweety, I went and made a mess on you..."

 

Her: She glanced down to herself and chuckled, "I don't mind.." she said it with a blush and looked up to him.  "I can just take another shower.."

 

Me: "Mmm, you can.." Smiling warmly, he leaned in, kissing her cheeks, chin and lips softly. "How do you feel baby? You're a woman now.."

 

Her: "I feel..." she smiled softly.  "good..and tired.." she said softly, and touched his cheek lightly.  "..I'm your woman now.."

 

Me: "Mm, yes you are... My woman and my little girl, all wrapped into one.." Smiling warmly, he kissed her once more, before groaning. "Mmm... But you should get showered up honey, and then come to bed.."

 

Her: "I can stay in here with you?"  She asked quietly and smiled up to him.  She kissed at his shoulder, almost giddy at the thought that she'd be sleeping with him tonight.

Me: "Mmhmm.. I can't send you back to your room after this, can I? But, sweety.." His face grew serious. "You know we can't tell anyone of this.."

 

Her: She nodded quietly as she began to get up.  "I know, daddy...it's our secret.."  she smiled softly and moved off to the bathroom again, unabashed in her nudity now.