was sitting up watching TV on the couch, still in her pajamas, which consisted of a smallish tank top with ruffled panty bottoms. The outfit was a gauze white with embossed pink flowers.

“Hey babe,” I said, “What’re you doing up so early?”

“I couldn’t sleep. I got lots of pains,” she said, her face somewhat blushing.

“Got it again, hah?”

As most typical young girls would do, my daughter lowered her head in shyness. It was about a month earlier that Laurie had gotten her first period, so I assumed that this was her second.

Then she barely shook her head, saying softly, “No, not yet. That’s the matter; so I just got pains, you know?”

I walked over and sat on the end of the couch alongside her. “So you didn’t sleep at all?” I sympathized.

She shook her head again. “Every time I started to fall asleep, I’d get another cramp. Now I’m so wound up, I...” She didn’t finish; just turned to look back at the TV.

“If it will help, I’ll give you a massage?” I smiled.

Laurie turned back to look at me and then a smile broke out on her cute little face. “Okay, big man, take care of your little girl.” With that, she immediately shifted back onto the couch, bringing her back to me, while lifting her legs up at the opposite end.

I grinned and as soon as she was situated, I brought my hands onto her shoulders. I could feel the tension in her back as soon as I started to rub her shoulders and about 10 minutes into the backrub, the youngster started to loosen up and began making “ooh”-ing and “ahh”-ing sounds, which let me know that this felt good to her.

I had been concentrating on her shoulders and spine but now I started rubbing down her sides too, all the way to the elastic waist of her pajama shorts. A couple of times when I slid my hands up her sides I had felt the beginning swell of her budding breasts under my fingertips and each time I felt a little more of a thrill. Even though this was my own little girl, I actually wanted to touch them, to feel their small roundness in my hands. I suppose that if I was honest with myself, I even wanted to suck her little nipples into my mouth.

From her purring sounds, it was obviously that Laurie was enjoying the physical contact though I wasn’t sure if she was even aware of how close I’d been to cupping her tiny breasts.

I asked if her lower belly was achy from her ‘problem’.

“Uh huh, yeah Daddy.”

“Get yourself more comfy, Sweetums, and I’ll try to take your aches away there too.”

She sat up and shifted to the other end of the couch, resting against an overstuffed pillow, and leaving her legs off so that I could move over and nearer to her. Moving over, I sat down on the sofa beside my little girl and started stroking her belly in the slow circular motions. She leaned back into the soft cushiony pillows and closed her eyes drowsily.

I actually thought she had dozed off until a few minutes later, when she whispered, "God, that feels so good, Daddy."

“Yeah good, baby girl. Just try to relax. Let’s see if Daddy can make you feel better,” I told her as I continued with my gentle massage.

As I was touching her, I was distracted by the TV, and was surprised a few minutes later to find my daughter was breathing heavily. She had actually fallen asleep.

I continued to rub her lower belly even pulling her PJ bottoms down underneath her belly so that I could get to the area that was probably feeling the most pressure from the cramps. Laurie just kind of relaxed into the cushions and stretched a little in her sleep. I had all the time in the world to examine my daughter's body without her noticing. I suppose this was the first time that I realized she was becoming a woman.

I watched her little breasts rise and fall with each breath she took and it wasn’t long before I realized I was having a mental problem. I can’t explain it, but I wanted to touch my little girl’s breasts. I tried to shake the thoughts that were rapidly coming to the forefront, to no avail. Of course, I should have just gotten up and moved, but with my hands on my Laurie’s hot skin and my eyes moving continuously to her little boobs, I was lost. I wanted to touch them so bad.

Losing all sense of right and wrong, I started moving my hands slowly up the curve of my daughter’s belly. Then I slid them back and to the sides. I purposely moved my hands erratically to see if Laurie would wake up when I moved them about her. She continued breathing deeply in obvious slumber, so I just kept on with what I was doing.

I traced my finger from the top of her belly down into her PJ bottoms to just above her pubic mound. Then, running my fingertips back up the same path, I traced a line up moving under my little girl’s PJ tank top, to one of her tiny nipples. I traced a circle around the edges of her aureole and her tiny nipple responded by puckering up into a hard little nugget as her aureole compressed into a ruffled circle. I liked that so much that I did the same thing with the other nipple and watched in amazement as it did the same thing.

By this time, I was crazy with the need to take it into my mouth. I noticed that my daughter's breathing hadn't changed a bit so I was feeling a little bolder. I slid my fingertips across the rigid tip of Laurie's right nipple and shuddered at the way it felt under my hand. I was so horny now that I laid a trembling hand on each of my daughter's breasts and squeezed just a little to feel the hot flesh in my hands. I could feel the tautness of her nipples against the palm of each of my hands and suddenly felt a corresponding tightness in my crotch. I squirmed a little where I was sitting and noticed how my wet I was from automatically oozing precum. I was so turned on by my own daughter's breasts, that I could feel the pooling wetness inside my shorts.

I leaned down slowly and, after removing my hand, boldly took Laurie's right nipple into my mouth. At first, I just wanted to feel the texture of it against my lips but as soon as I touched it, I was overcome with the desire to suck. I tried to do it gently so that my daughter wouldn't wake up but I was so carried away that I drew it deep into my mouth.

With that, Laurie groaned and twisted her body slightly and I just knew I was caught! Imagine my surprise when my little girl clutched the back of my head and pulled me to her. At the same time, she was reaching down to grasp the bottom of the tank top and, as my mouth laved her little titty, she hurriedly pulled the top up and off her little body.

"Please. Oh god, Dad, please..." was all she was able to say but it was more than enough. Cupping her tiny breasts in both my hands, I held them firmly, and then began to lick first one nipple and then the other. I drew both of them deep into my mouth and sucked on them, unable to control my eagerness. Aware of how sensitive my daughter’s little titties probably were, I assumed that I brought her some pain to the obvious pleasure she was showing. I was afraid that she might cry out in pain but she didn't. Instead she slid further down into the cushions and began pushing her pajama bottoms down with both hands.

I've never been one to miss a sexual cue and it was obvious that Laurie's needs were even greater than I could have ever imagined. Before she could get her shorts down to her knees, I had slipped one hand between her soft, skinny, thighs and began slowly but determinedly moving where I suspected we both wanted it to be. My fingertips slid over the naked little mound and pressed into her tight outer lips.

“Oooo Daddy, Daddy…” she whimpered.

In my excitement, I had a little trouble finding her slit but Laurie’s hand rushed down and grabbed mine, guiding it to her center, where my index finger slipped into her. It was a tight fit, but surprisingly, her opening was drenched, easing the gentle entry. My daughter was thrashing about on the sofa now, one of her legs raised to free herself of her PJ bottoms and her hand was still clamped firmly to the back of my head. I raised my head for just a moment and looked directly into Laurie's eyes before plunging my finger into her as far as it would go. She tensed almost immediately as her first orgasm ever shuddered throughout her little body.

I backed off just a little and began to slide my finger slowly in and out of Laurie's pussy. I knew that somewhere in her young life she’d somehow lost her hymen, because I didn’t feel it and Laurie was showing no signs of pain. Not finding resistance I gently but quickly added a second finger. My little girl was so wet, so ready for me I think that I could have even pushed a third finger into her. Because I didn't know how much her body could take without harming her, I resisted the impulse.

Laurie has a tiny little clit but I could feel it growing and pulsing against the side of my hand as I pushed in and out of her pussy. I wanted to see it...to feel it between my fingertips, between my lips...but I wasn't at all sure that the youngster was ready to let go of my head.

Pulling away from her grasp on me, I whispered, "Laurie, let Daddy take care of you."

My daughter looked at me with glazed eyes and then lay back onto the cushions, giving me her unspoken consent.

I lowered myself to the floor in front of her and pushed her legs apart as far as they would go. I knew that this was the final step to crossing the line, but I was soooo eager to taste my child’s sex. I pushed Laurie even further down into the soft cushions of the sofa and then slid my hands across her somewhat puffy pussy lips, which almost seemed to throb under my touch, and that made me want her even more. Using the thumbs of both hands, I gently opened her lips up. Within, she was a fair pink, almost red, and I could actually see drops of moisture forming on her delicately shaped inner lips. The wonderful aroma of my own daughter’s arousal was most overpowering. I wanted to devour her, to bury my face in her sweet pussy.

Determined that she was going to enjoy her first time, I leaned my head down and licked up from the bottom of her sweet little pussy, all the way up the center to the hard little nugget of her clit. Laurie's legs trembled and she moaned aloud. Still, I knew that what she was feeling now was nothing compared to what I wanted her to feel. I took her clit between my teeth, biting down gently and began to shake my head from side to side.

“Nnnnnggggghhh…” Laurie groaned, and her thighs clamped down on the sides of my head with unexpected force. I had to push them apart again before I could continue.

Releasing her tiny, hard, clit, I pushed my tongue deep inside her and began to thrust it in and out, while at the same time, I moved my mouth up and down that wet, fragrant slit.

“Oh god Daddy oh Daddy oh oh ah nngg ah…”

My daughter was obviously over the top now, crying out with each new touch. Each sound from her lips drove me on to please her more. I sucked her small inner lips into my mouth and let them slide out from between my tightly pursed lips. I hungrily lapped at her sweet pussy, much like a dog laps up water from his bowl after running around in the hot sun.

Laurie's hips were moving up and down in a frantic rhythm, signaling that she was close to orgasm and I felt as though I too was close to cumming.

Only moments later I felt her thighs begin to tremble and her breathing become more irregular and harsher and I knew I had my daughter in the throes of her first real orgasm. She reached down with one hand and frantically tangled her fingers in my hair, alternately pulling me away and then urgently pushing me back into her.

I wrapped my arms around her quivering thighs and lapped eagerly at her pussy like a kitten lapping milk until she cried out my name, “Daddeeee…”

As my daughter’s juices oozed freely into my mouth, about my lips, and down my chin, I was so turned on by her taste, her smells, the feel of those silky, sweet lips in my mouth, the honeyed sweetness of her cum, that I could feel my throbbing cock beginning to tighten and twitch. I slid my hand down inside my shorts where I grasped my throbbing cock and began to jerk off.

Then her entire torso was thrust up and holding, while my mouth was pushing into her and lapping, and at the same time I was exploding in my shorts.

When I finally pulled away from my daughter’s wet cunt and sat up, we looked at each other. The look of shame and embarrassment that I saw on my little girl’s face only served to heighten those same feelings in me.

I knew then that my life was never going to be the same, but in what way, I had no way of knowing. It would all depend on how my daughter was going to react when she finally began to think straight. 

 

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m the time when she was about 13, but
nothing that would take up more than a short paragraph or two.

I can’t even say if I was the one who led her on, or if it
was just something that developed on its own. Because I was Cookie’s favorite
uncle, she seemed to snuggle up to me more than she did with others in the
family (and I, in turn, seemed to play with her more than with any of my other
nieces and nephews).

I think the first time I touched her inappropriately was
when she was 13. Cookie was teasing and taunting me, and that escalated to the
point where I had begun tickling her. All of a sudden, after one of her violent
shifts of laughter, my hand actually landed on her tiny breast. Of course, it
had been accidental and I pulled my hand away as if I’d just touched a hot
stove. Still, the way my mind had suddenly become alert, I think that was the
first time that I became aware that my niece was no longer a child. In fact,
the incident seemed to be the trigger, which soon had me looking at the
youngster with surprise and possibly suppressed lust. My surprise was at how
she had managed to mature without my noticing. From there I found myself
looking at her more and more.

Maybe it was that Cookie had occasionally noticed me looking
at her legs or chest, or maybe it was just that she was maturing, but whatever
the case, it was during the next year that I found that I was becoming totally
aware of her femininity whenever she would sit on my lap or rest back on my
chest. I soon began to purposely breathe in her youthful aroma when we were
close to each other. I also started to deliberately, yet surreptitiously touch
her young body. That my niece never objected meant that she either never
noticed or that maybe she was okay with my doing those things.

It was soon after Cookie turned fourteen that we began
playing eye games - - or maybe it was just my imagination, I’m not sure. I only
know that whenever I was over visiting at her house, our eyes seemed to play
with each other. I tried to figure out whether it was only my imagination and I
finally decided it wasn’t. It was also around that time that I began to
masturbate at night with visions of the youngster in my head, and I was
continuously awash in self-recrimination for the thoughts I was starting to
have about her.

She had just turned 15 when this happened. It was a little
after 4 P.M. on a Saturday afternoon,
and I had gone over to visit her mom and dad. When I got to their house, I
found that Cookie was alone. Ken and Mindy had just left, and apparently were
going to be gone for the rest of the day. They were going to do a bit of
shopping, and then go to dinner and a movie. They weren’t expected back until
late at night.

They’d left my niece some money to call for pizza, and Cookie
had been going to have a friend over later. Even though my sister and her hubby
were out, I decided to visit with my niece anyway.

It wasn’t long before I found myself looking at the
15-year-old as if I was a lecher (which I suppose I was). She had been wearing
tight jeans, and her shapely butt was a sight to behold. A few times, she
caught me looking at her as she was walking about, and she smiled. At one
point, I swear that her eyes went to my crotch, which, although not the first
time, was certainly enough to get my adrenalin pumped.

It was while I was trying to keep my attention away from her
body and on the TV that Cookie told me that she would be back in about 15
minutes; saying she felt so grungy, she wanted to take a quick shower.

It was about a half-hour later when the youngster returned
and this time she was wearing a skirt and blouse. I swear my cock hardened when
she walked into the room, because it was obvious that she was trying to impress
me. I mean the skirt was so short that I’m sure that my sister didn’t even know
about it or if she did she probably forbade her daughter from wearing it.

Cookie had also put on some eye make up and she had on a
tint of lipstick, which she never wore around the house. However, it was the
youngster’s blouse that really got my attention. It was a light blue silk
pullover and to my amazement, my little niece’s nipples pointed through; she
obviously wasn’t wearing a bra.

I caught my breath at the sight and she paused and smiled,
looking into my eyes. I was sure that the youngster wanted me to do more than
look; this seemed like a transparent invitation. Yet because of her age and our
relationship a voice was screaming in my head not to do anything.

Our eyes held and I could see that she was breathing very
hard. I think we were both afraid to speak, both afraid that our voices would
fail, both afraid that we might find that it wasn’t so, that we were making up
something in our heads that really didn’t exist.

“God you’re so beautiful,” I finally whispered.

Cookie looked at me as if she were struggling with what to
say. Finally, she asked, softly, “Am I?”

I nodded and sat up straight, then moved forward on the
cushion, spreading my legs as an invitation for her to come by me.

My niece took a breath and then slowly walked toward the
easy chair in which I was sitting, until she was standing directly in front of
me. I slowly lifted a hand and watched her reaction. The youngster simply
watched me as I reached out to touch her left thigh, just below the hem of her miniskirt.
The feel of the soft flesh of her thighs was causing my penis to tingle.

I looked up and saw that Cookie closed her eyes as I touched
her, at the same time I noticed that she was breathing more rapidly. I began to
slowly massage her thighs, staying below the hem of her skirt.

"Cookie, would you like to see how you attract me; how
you excite me?”

She seemed frozen on the spot, afraid.

“Sweetheart, open your eyes and look at me."

She did as I asked and then I motioned to her with my eyes to
direct her gaze down to my crotch. As she slowly complied, I opened my legs
even wider, so as to lewdly display my hardened cock, bulging pants and all,
for her eyes. It turned me on to show my young niece my erection through my
pants, and it turned me on even more to see the expression on her face as she
stared at it, her mouth open, speechless and wide-eyed. At fifteen, she may
have been pure, but she wasn’t unaware of life.

"Cookie you've never been with a man, have you?"

The youngster shook her head from side to side in response
to my question. Her face was full of excitement and nervousness.

"Have you ever seen a man's hardness before?"

She indicated no with the slightest movement of her head,
and I didn’t detect anything to indicate that she wanted me to stop.

I don’t think that I’d ever been so afraid in my life. That
fear only fueled my excitement.

Tentatively, I began to slide my hands up under her skirt,
feeling the smooth, firm muscles of her upper thighs, then further up to her
firm buttocks. If I would have sensed or seen any aversion in her eyes, I would
have stopped. Instead, I saw excitement mixed with fear on my niece’s face; the
fear obviously of the unknown. With my cock now throbbing, I continued to feel
the youngster up under her skirt, waiting to see if and when she would stop me,
and pull away, but it never happened. By her breathing pattern, I sensed that Cookie
wanted more.

Nervously, I took the next step. My right hand slowly slid
around to the front of her body, gently moving in between her legs - - I could
feel her trembling. She knew what I was about to do and obviously was at least
partially willing, maybe even totally. When she didn’t reach down to stop me, I
then gently cupped the crotch of her panties.

As my hand gently cupped her, Cookie moaned. Then she took a
half step outward, opening her legs more and giving me greater access. My hand
explored her mons through her panties. My niece was very wet. I began to rub
gently at the crack where her pussy lips puffed and met. When she moaned again,
I moved my fingers up, searching for and finding the small protrusion. I slowly
rubbed her clitoris through her thin panties and my niece began to grind her
little mound ever so slightly against my hand.

Cookie then looked at me and began to speak haltingly,
"Uncle Ron...can I…I want to...Ohh my god...," With that, she let out
a sigh.

"What is it, Hon? What do you want, sweetheart?"

"Can I see your pe...your c-cock? I've never seen a
man's thing before."

My cock was so hard it couldn’t get any harder, but because
of its excitement, it seemed to want to try to enlarge even further. Unable to
do so, it caused it to hurt from its super tightness.

I stopped rubbing her and began to open my pants. I wanted
nothing more than to display my hardness to this beautiful young teenager. As I
opened my belt buckle and began to unzip, I whispered, hoarsely, “Lift your
skirt for me, Hon. Let me see you there.”

Our eyes met and held for about ten seconds. I saw my
15-year-old niece swallow nervously and then she reached down to grasp the hem
of her miniskirt. With both hands, she slowly drew the skirt upwards, her hands
seeming to almost move in slow motion. She had undoubtedly decided to cross the
line, just how far I wasn’t sure. I determined that it was time to take the
chance to find out.

Raising myself up off the chair, in one move I lowered my
pants and briefs, exposing my erect cock to the youngster. By then my balls
were tight and full of cum. I lowered myself back to a sitting position
directly in front of her.

Cookie stared at my cock for what seemed an eternity. My
heart was pounding, wondering if she was going to run away or possibly scream,
while hoping beyond hope that she was willing.

Finally, she whispered, "Can I touch you, Uncle Ron? I
want to know what it feels like when it gets hard like that."

Then, without waiting for my reply, the teenager moved.
While still holding her skirt uplifted in her left hand, she bent a bit, and
then reached down with her right hand. I sucked in my breath as I felt her soft
fingers slowly and gently wrap themselves around my throbbing flesh. Her
fingers were hot to the touch on my cock and I had to keep from shooting off at
their touch. Instead of immediately either pulling away in fear or beginning to
touch about in curiosity, Cookie’s hand paused in place. The heat from her hand
seemed to be burning my shaft, which itself was heated. After about 30 seconds
in which I guess she was coming to grips with what was happening, Cookie soon
began to slide her right hand up and down my throbbing cock, drawing
lubrication from the precum that was leaking out the tip. With her left hand,
she continued to hold her skirt up around her waist and exhibit her
panty-covered pussy to me. I can’t tell you how arousing that sight was, to see
my own niece’s nakedness from the hips down, only covered by her panties.

The time had come to make a decision, either to let her
continue touching me, working her hand about my flesh, and come all over her
hand, or go for what I really wanted.

I gently grabbed her right wrist and stopped the movement of
her hand on my cock.

"Doesn't that feel good…? Did I hurt you…?" she
nervously asked.

I smiled and reached up to her blouse. Immediately the
youngster understood what I was going to do. To my relief, my niece wanted this
too. Letting go of my cock and her skirt, she lifted her arms as I raised the
blouse above her head.

In one movement I tossed it aside. Then I looked in wonder.
I had guessed right, Cookie wasn’t wearing a bra. My eyes immediately
scrutinized the smallish round cups of flesh with their hard pointed nipples.
They were about the size of oranges and stood out proudly, taut balls of flesh.

"They're beautiful, baby girl."

My niece looked at me questioningly and I knew what she was
thinking.

"No they are not too small, in fact they are perfect;
so firm and round. Such nice nipples."

With that, I began to caress her hard little nipples and she
again closed her eyes and moaned in pleasure. I then leaned forward and took
one of the wondrous morsels in my mouth, gently sucking on it. I heard her
gasp. My cock grazed up against her smooth, naked thigh as I licked and sucked
her nipples. Cookie began moaning again and I knew that the teen was not going
to stop me from anything. I nipped at the nipple and she pushed her chest into
me.

With reluctance, I left my niece’s breasts and began to undo
the buttons on the side of her miniskirt. When the skirt was loosened, it
floated down her legs to the floor. She stood there in nothing but her blue
nylon panties, which fit her as tight as if it was her own skin. I reached up
with my hands and placed them on her hips. Then after looking up to her face, I
moved my head to her crotch and inhaled the young female musk that was
emanating from her pussy. Then I began to lick her through the panties. I heard
her gasp as she instinctively opened her legs even further to give me greater
access to pleasure her. I reached around and cupped her hot butt cheeks in my
hands as I lapped and breathed into the heated crotch. It didn't take long to
bring the youngster to her first orgasm. She shuddered and grabbed the back of
my head pushing it into her nylon-covered crotch. Her firm, quivering thighs
gently squeezed my head.

As she began to recover from her pleasure, she straightened
up and looked again at my throbbing erect penis.

"Do you want to put it inside me, Uncle Ron?"

I groaned at the thought of having her. “Oh god yes, baby
doll. There’s nothing that I want more. I’m just so afraid if someone was to
find out…”

“Me too, but I promise…I won’t tell.”

This was no time for either conversation or debate. I really
had very little control over my needs.

I stood up and my niece gave me room, taking a step back.
Then, I gently pushed her back until she was against the couch. With my
guidance, she lowered herself on to it. I reached down and put my fingers into
the waistband of her panties. As she watched me anxiously, I paused, giving her
time to back out. With no objection forthcoming, I then pulled them down her
legs to her ankles. Hurriedly, she then kicked them off and raised her knees
up, knowingly spreading wide her thighs.

Cookie’s female instincts were taking over her body as she
revealed her virginal pussy in all its glory. At the same time, I lowered
myself to my knees on the floor, directly between her parted legs, my eyes
zoning in on a 15-year-old’s pussy for the first time in my life.

Instinctively, Cookie tried to close her thighs. So many
girls her age think that their vaginas are disgusting looking.

I stopped her. “Please don’t baby girl. Let me look at it,
it's so sexy, so womanly. Your pussy is beautiful."

The youngster looked up at me and then turned her reddened
face away from mine.

"It’s got hair there now. That makes it ugly. Mom won’t
let me shave."

I answered her by smiling at her and bending forward to lick
her again; this time, without the barrier of her nylon panties, I let my nose
go up into my niece’s hole, just smelling and inhaling her awesome musky scent.
Carefully, I pulled her pussy lips apart with my free hand and probed my tongue
into the inner surface of her inner lips.

Cookie cried out from the intense pleasure she was feeling.
"Oh, my God, Uncle Ron, that's wonderful. That is the most incredible
thing ever."

Her thighs had already turned out, presenting her pussy
fully to me. And I knew in a few seconds she would feel something even better.

I tried to fuck her with my tongue, wedging it into her as
far as it could go.

“Ahhhmmmm, ooooh god Uncle Ronnnnghh ahhhh…!”

I was attacking the youngster’s cunt with my mouth and my
tongue, eagerly sucking, licking, and stroking her clitoris. I was determined
to make her cum. She was moaning and whimpering; ramming her pussy into my face.
Her young body was rocking and thrashing about excitedly on the couch. With my
tongue, I pushed her the hood of her clit out of the way and sucked her swollen
love button into my mouth. My lips formed a seal at the base of Cookie's
adorable clit and I applied a gentle suction, caressing the engorged sides and
top with my tongue.

“Ohgodohgodohgod…”

Like most women, almost reflexively, the youngster squeezed
my temples with her legs and pressed on the back of my head, forcing my face
into her pussy, which was already fucking upward.

"Ohmygod, what's happening?" she cried. "It's
wonnngh-derful!"

My niece was now continuously moaning as she squeezed my
head between her thighs, pushing her pelvis up to meet my mouth. The moans
turned to mutters as she writhed and bucked from my eager oral ministrations.

After a few minutes of this, Cookie started cumming. I
suppose that she masturbated, but I think that now, for the first time in her
life, my little niece was having an all-out orgasm. The 15-year-old rocked back
and forth on her ass, pitching my head around, while her upper body thrashed
about excitedly on the couch. I kept my arms tightly holding to her thighs and
my mouth kept sucking and licking her clit. Cookie continued cumming for
several minutes until her whole body gave a violent spasm, her back arched and
she rode the highest wave of her climax. She screamed and straightened her legs
up in the air. I pulled back and watched, my face wet with the 15-year-old’s
awesome smell.

Then she watched me with wild eyes that looked like a
frantic animal’s. My cock began to twitch when she said in a very quiet voice,
"Please fuck me, Uncle Ron. I want to feel you inside me."

I looked down at this sexy young teen, her long legs wantonly
spread open, with her knees raised. My niece was knowingly spreading her
thighs, offering her pussy for the first time in her life. Her perfect mound
was open and inviting, all of its wet pinkness revealed to my eyes. Her clit
was standing up out of its little hood of surrounding skin. And her hole was
completely open, waiting for the moment that it would be penetrated for the
first time.

“Okay baby girl. I will. Remember no one can know…”

I gripped her legs just under her knees and moved forward as
I spread her legs as far as I could. Cookie surprised me by reaching down with
both of her hands and guiding my cock to her. Her eagerness was only increasing
the need I felt as the head of my cock first made contact with her wetness. I
was poised to enter my own niece’s pussy-hole when I looked at her face.

"Do it," she said, "but g-go easy, d-don't
hurt me."

I groaned as the head of my cock slid into the youngster. I
leaned into her gently. She was very wet and, in spite of the fact that my
niece was a virgin, I met little resistance. I eased my cock into her, letting
my cock slide slowly into her. She gasped as I slid into her, a low breathy
sound that started as a sigh and built into a groan of pure pleasure.

As she began to open to me, Cookie emitted a long, soft, groan.
Her pussy was enveloping my cock in a warm wet hold. She was tight inside, as
only a young teen virgin could be. Her legs wrapped around my waist and pulled
me to her. Her pussy was wet, heated velvet, I thought I was gonna blow my load
right there. I held very still, trying to regain some control.

I looked down to enjoy the sight of my throbbing cock
embedded within the growth of hair in her pussy. Then she tightened her long
legs around me and began to thrust herself up toward me. I withdrew, then
thrust back into her, and then started pumping my cock in and out.

I backed off and pushed in again - - a little deeper - -
then again - - again; each thrush eliciting a pleasurable grunt from within the
depths of her throat. Probing a little deeper each time, until I finally pushed
my pubic bone against hers. I pushed myself in to the hilt until I could feel
that I could go no further, reveling in the feel of her. YES! I didn’t want to
move for the rest of my life. However, a greater need rose up – I needed to reach
sexual heights as much as I needed air.

I began to slowly move my cock back out and Cookie grabbed
at my hips as if to stop me.

"Just stay in me, Uncle Ron. I want to be filled up
with you."

I slowly pulled back to the sound of a needful whimper, “Nooo.”

I pushed back in, “Yessss.”

I pulled back. “Nooo.”

And pushed in faster, “Ohhhh.”

Faster and faster I went. I began to fuck Cookie as hard and
as fast as I could - - and she loved it.

She opened her eyes, and I could see pure lust as our eyes
met. I withdrew nearly all the way, then stroked back into her. Cookie groaned
aloud and hotly urged, “It’s okay, Uncle Ron. Do it harder - - harder please?”

We started rocking on the couch, slowly at first, I started
thrusting deeper and harder, and she was arching up to meet every thrust,
fucking me as much as I was fucking her.

I reared back to get a better angle and reached down with
one hand to stroke her clit while we rocked back and forth, At that contact, Cookie
started to shiver; her hips started jerking and her pussy clamped down on me
like a vise.

She was gasping now, short ragged breaths. She wrapped her
legs around my hips, pulling me so deep inside her I felt her cervix against
the tip of my dick. My little niece seemed to love fucking! I dug in and pushed
harder, still stroking her clit.

I knew this couldn't last as I had been so hard for so long
and my niece was so worked up. I began to thrust in and out, picking up the
tempo as I felt myself so close to cumming. I ran my hands up and down her
smooth legs as I fucked in and out of her cunt. Cookie instinctively wrapped
those legs around me, squeezing at me as she bucked up to meet my increasingly
more demanding thrusts. I could feel her inner cunt muscles clamping on my
cock, coaxing my cum out. GOD SHE WAS
TIGHT!

“Ohmygod ohmygod Ohmygod!!!” she urgently uttered, her cries
now unmistakably those of a girl at the height of pleasure.

Then she was moaning and muttering incoherently and I could
feel my cum rising. She suddenly screamed out, “OH GOD IT’S - - SOMETHING’S I
CAN’T STOP IT!!!! OH IT’S SOOOOO AHHHH UNCLE RONNNNNNNGGGGGGG AHHHHH…”

My hot little niece was cumming, and in an attempt to finish
together, I started to speed up my pumps. The youngster was gasping and
breathing faster; her cunt was squishing as I pistoned in and out of her.

“Oh god baby girl OH GOD let me go…” I was half-heartedly
trying to pull out and she clutched at me tighter, almost as if she knew what
was about to occur. “Cookie oh my god hon, I’m going to … AHHHHHHHH”

She screamed. A wordless howl of pure pleasure. Then she was
hurriedly babbling, "Make me feel it, Uncle Ron. I want to feel you
squirting inside me oh yes fuck me, yes."

I was getting close; I felt my load boiling in my balls. I thrust
my cock in as far as I could and suddenly, I couldn't hold back any longer. I
pushed into her one more time and let go. My entire body tightened as I felt my
cock begin to shoot my copious load of cum into my little niece’s rippling
cunt. As my cock bottomed out within the child, I could feel the precious waves
of her orgasm pulsate through her groin.

Cookie screamed and continued to pant quickly, pushing back
up to me, her muscles clamping on my pumping cock. She was like a wild animal.

She screamed again and continued to cum just as my first
jets of cum shot into her, splashing off her cervix and coating the inside of
her pussy. I felt a warm rush flow over my dick; my niece had cum so much she
was leaking her juices and my jism all over us. She was grasping at me as if
her life depended on it and we worked with all of our passion against each
other as our incestuous fluids met in her heated depths.

I started to pull back, but she grabbed me and pulled my
face to hers.

"No! Don’t take it out!" she hissed. Her legs
tightened around me again and I felt her pussy quiver.

I kissed her and that slight movement set off an orgasmic
aftershock. She shuddered, and my super-sensitive dick was firmly clamped
inside her, sending matching tremors throughout my body every time either of
made the slightest move.

I slowly relaxed against her, our breath mingling,
heartbeats gently slowing to normal, the tremors fading. I kissed her again,
tasting her mouth and lips.

Finally, we both ceased moving. The youngster smiled at me.

"You fucked me and you finished in me. Promise me you
won't tell anyone what we did Uncle Ron."

I slowly pulled out and looked at my niece’s pussy, now
dripping with my semen and her juices, thick and laced with pink. Her lips were
open and puffy. I loved the view I now had of her pussy and her long legs open
for me.

That was only the first time that Cookie and I had sex,
although, after that, I was more careful.

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, we were all under the impression that Carl had forced
himself on his daughter, who had just turned 13 at the time. After my
sister-in-law had booted my brother from the house, Chana seemed as if she was
okay and that no long-term mental harm had been done to her.

Although I
had been kept in the loop, I never got that involved in their problems as I had
been having my own, what with finding out that my wife was sleeping around. At
about the same time that my brother was being kicked out of his house, my wife
was leaving me for ‘greener pastures’.

In the
ensuing ten months, I brooded a lot over what had happened with my wife and at
the same time, I tried to keep things as normal as possible for my son Jack.

Then, last
Monday, my sister-in-law Marilyn called me and asked if Chana could stay over
for the weekend. Of course, I agreed.

Marilyn
dropped the youngster off with me at about 7PM Friday. The first order of business
was to set her up in sleeping quarters. I had determined that she could use my
bed and that I would sleep downstairs on the couch. However, she and Jack had
gone up to his room to play and it was about 8:30 when they came down and asked if
Chana could sleep in his room with him. My son said that he wanted to sleep on
the floor and my niece would use his bed. Knowing how kids enjoyed things of
that nature, I readily agreed. Besides, I hadn’t been looking forward to two
nights on the couch.

That night
went off without a hitch.

Saturday,
the kids were up early and it turned out to be a happy day, what with the two
of them happily playing together when they weren’t swimming in our pool. My
niece had seemed to bring some life back to our house. In the afternoon, I took
them to a local amusement park where they wanted to go, and afterward, we went
out to dinner at Mickey D’s.

During the
evening, we all watched TV and there was a lot of bantering back and forth with
the two kids. Chana and Jack really enjoyed each other’s company.

It was
after we all went to bed that ‘it’ happened.

I was lying
in bed reading James Patterson’s latest novel, occasionally hearing the kids
giggling or laughing from my son’s adjacent bedroom. Then, there was fifteen
minutes or so of silence and I assumed that they had gone to sleep. I guess it
was because it had been so quiet that I was able to pick up on the sounds of
whispering and low anxious-sounding talking.

I don’t
know why I did what I did; I certainly didn’t expect to hear any indications of
sexual activity; after all, Jack was only 14 and Chana was only 13; yet, once I
turned on the speaker set, there was no doubt that they were up to no good.

Those
speakers had been there as part of an elaborate security set-up that I had had
installed when Jack was a baby. The speakers in our bedroom could hear a pin
drop in my son’s room. Once he turned 5 or 6, we shut it off, although we never
disconnected it.

After I got
up and turned the unit on, I heard Jack asking, “...you doing?”

“Shhh...”

“But that’s
my...”

“Be quiet,
your dad will hear you,” Chana’s voice whispered, sounding anxious.

I had heard
that much and then, all of a sudden, I was totally attentive. Until that
moment, I never thought anything could be happening, yet those words made it
sound as if...

As I
listened more intently, I heard, “C-Chana - d-don’t! Stop that!”

“Shhh, okay
I will, if you want me to. Just feel this...”

There was
then about thirty seconds without either of them talking and just some rustling
sounds, which had me more alert than ever.

Jack’s
whispered voice broke through, “Whaaaahhhhh, ooooo Chana that’s – I feel
mmmmm...”

“Shhhhh. I
know. Just let it feel good Jack. See how hard you are?”

Hearing the
fluttering, swishing sounds, I knew - - My
little niece was jerking my son off!

I listened
to another period of ten or twenty seconds of the squishy thump sounds, which I
was sure was Chana’s hand moving on her cousin’s cock. I don’t know why it
affected me so, but I realized that I was as hard as if I was having sex
myself.

I knew that
I had to put a stop to what was going on. I hastily debated with myself whether
to simply knock on the wall and tell them to go to sleep, pretending as if I
didn’t know what they were doing, or to confront the situation head on. I
decided on the latter. As I headed to my door, I could hear my son. He had
begun moaning and heatedly whispering his little cousin’s name.

Quietly, I
opened my door and quickly went next door. Not bothering to knock, I opened
Jack’s door. As soon as I entered the room, I saw Chana sitting alongside Jack
on the bed, in just her panties; she was jerking his cock furiously. Jack was
moaning and muttering stuttered words, while at the same time, his hard little
cock was shooting sperm; I suspect it was my son’s first cum.

Chana was
the first to see me. Her eyes widened and a look of fright captured her face as
she gasped. She immediately pulled her slimy hand from my son’s cock. Jack
reacted by hurriedly reaching over to grab his blanket and to throw it over his
middle.

The look of
fear my appearance put on both of their faces would have made Steven King
proud.

“Da...”

“Uncle Les.
I...”

“WHAT THE
FUCK IS GOING ON HERE?” I was over-dramatizing, but evil thoughts already had
begun to formulate in my aroused mind.

“I – I’m –
I...”

“Please
don’t hit us.”

“SHUT UP,
THE TWO OF YOU!!!”

At that
command, they both quieted, though that didn’t stop either of them from
trembling. Tears were already flowing down my son’s cheeks.

“Chana, you
get yourself into my room - - NOW!” I ordered.

My little
niece seemed a bit paralyzed in fright, and as I stood and waited, she then
began to hastily move. Wearing only pale blue panties, she jumped from the bed
and scurried past me.

I said to
Jack, “And you young man, you clean yourself off, and get to sleep. I’ll deal
with you in the morning.” I’m sure that he was relieved, thinking that maybe
once I had time to calm down that I wouldn’t be so rough on him.

I then
turned and headed back to my room.

The door
was open and Chana was standing inside, totally naked except for those panties.
I guessed that was the way she slept.

I walked
past her and went to my bed, moved up on it, and sat myself in the center, my
back leaning back on the pillows. My niece was still standing in the middle of
the room, but she had turned to face me when I had walked passed her. Seeing
her there in such a frightened state, in only her panties, while I still had a
hard on, was too much for me.

As wrong as
it was, I knew that I wanted to take advantage of her. My mind and my heart
were racing. Although she was only thirteen, it wasn’t as if she was a total
innocent, I told myself. After all, Carl had had sex with her, and even though
my brother had a notoriously small cock, he had still penetrated the child; so,
she wasn’t a virgin. Besides, I told myself, wasn’t it she that had been the
aggressor with my son?

Two of my
organs were lust-inflamed; my brain and my cock.

“Are you
looking to go to jail, Chana?”

The
youngster’s face turned white, and she looked as if she was about to run away.

“N-no,
Uncle L-Les,” came the barely audible response. “I didn’t mean - - Please, I’m
sorry.”

She was so
scared she hadn’t even taken notice that I had maneuvered my hand and had
managed to push my hard, twitching cock out through the slit of my boxer
shorts. It was now standing tall. I began rubbing up and down its throbbing
length, hoping that she was so scared that she would be totally confused and
vulnerable.

“Come up
here by me, baby girl,” I ordered, softly.

As she
approached the bed, Chana suddenly noticed that I was gently stroking myself.
Reaching the side of the bed, the 13-year-old stopped short, her eyes moving
back and forth between my hand on my cock, and my face.

“Come up
here!” I quietly, but firmly, told her again.

Reluctantly,
she slowly got up and moved over. Once seated, I asked her if she would like to
help me. She just blushed as she watched me stroke my cock.

"Come
on Chana, move your hand over here and help me stroke it, just as you did with
Jack’s.”

I don’t
know what was going on in her head, but I was hoping that she was deciding that
rebelling wasn’t a good option for her.

Slowly, my
little niece extended her arm until her small hand met mine. I was well aware
just how dangerous this could be for me, but I somehow knew that she wouldn’t
say anything and indeed, might even enjoy it. Nervously, I took hold of her
hand and meshed it with mine, all the while stroking slowly. At the feel of little-girl
fingers on my cock, I twitched and leaked precum.

"Mmmm,
that’s good, sweetheart," I said as I watched her frightened eyes, as they
got big from watching what we were doing together. Then I reached my hand over,
put it behind her head and urged her closer to me. I felt her tighten, but she
didn’t verbally rebel. "Chana, honey, I want you to lean your head down
here so you can get a closer look."

The
youngster was reluctant; I felt a little resistant pressure to my guidance of
her head, but it was no match for my strength. When my hand continued to
insist, her head finally relented, and my little niece then moved her face closer
to my hard throbbing cock.

With my
hand still on the back of the 13-year-old’s neck, I pulled her closer, until
her face was about six inches from my dick.

“Look at
it, baby girl. Isn’t it prettier than Jack’s?” I whispered hotly. When she
didn’t respond I added, "Chana, I want you to open your lips and kiss it.”

"Uncle
Les!" she protested in a barely audible whisper, giving me the first
indication that she didn’t want Jack to hear if he was still awake.

"Have
I hurt you yet Chana?”

"No,"
she quietly replied.

"Then
I'm not about to start now. Open your lips and kiss it.”

Tentatively,
my niece parted her lips and placed them on the head of my big tool. I can’t
describe the feelings that went through me, knowing this was a 13-year-old
child.

"Good
sweetie, now open a little wider and take more of it in your pretty little
mouth.”

Chana
looked up at me with her pleading brown eyes, hoping I would not make her
continue. She obviously knew of the trouble she could get in for what she had
done, and that her fate was in my hands, but I guess she was hoping I would not
take advantage of her - - ah, the innocence of youth! At that point, I felt
that this was the only opportunity that I’d ever have of getting a blowjob from
my little niece and I wasn’t going to be the one to blow the chance.

I pulled
harder on her neck and the tip of my cock entered her warm mouth.

With that,
every shred of clarity left my mind because in that moment, Chana's lips sucked
in the head of my cock. Bliss came to me. I was so overwhelmed I couldn't even
focus. Thundering rushes of sensations, overwhelming in their intensity, washed
over me, one after another. I thrashed and moaned, fighting my every urge to
drive my hips up again and again into her little-girl mouth.

I focused
just enough to take hold of her head. Little Chana’s response came out as a
long excited moan, sounding something like, "Mmmmmph mmm mmmm
nnnggghhh."

I felt my
little niece’s body tighten up as her mouth tried to adjust to this new
intruder. I didn’t know if she had ever sucked her father, but I knew that my
cock was a couple of inches bigger than his; so even if she had, this was
probably still a little frightful for her.

Then I
removed my hand, leaving only hers on my cock, as I let my other hand join the
one behind her neck. I pulled gently and a little more of my cock found its way
into her warm and wet little-girl mouth.

"Okay
now Chana, I want you to start sucking it gently. Use your little tongue to
lick the end of it. You wanted to do that to Jack, right?”

Chana made
some sound of protest in her throat but I wasn't about to let her up.

"Suck,
sweetie," I commanded. "Suck it now.”

Knowing
that her choices were limited at this point, my niece began to apply a sucking
pressure to my cock. I could feel myself throbbing on her tongue and I knew I
was slowly dripping my precum into the child’s molten-hot mouth, precum that
she was certainly earning. It felt so great, I moaned with pleasure. Chana’s
lips were sliding so slick and smooth that I was completely feeling every
nuance of her tongue, every groove and curvature in her mouth.

"Ohhhhhh,
baby girl... You’re - - you're wonderful! Perfection!"

She had
seemed to begin to relax and was now getting into it. It was as if after first
realizing that this wouldn’t hurt her, she now graduated to the point where she
was actually enjoying what she was doing to me, both mentally and physically.

"Jerk
it while you suck," I urged as her little head started to bob up and down.
"Take your other hand, sweetie, and cup my balls while you suck.”

The 13-year-old's
other hand came up to my balls and took hold of them, never letting up on her
sucking of my cock.

"Good,
baby girl, you learn real fast," I complimented her. "Now open that
sweet mouth and come down further on me."

Slowly, the
youngster opened her mouth and when she did, I pulled her head down further
until about ¾ of my cock was in her little mouth. Her mouth was producing a lot
of saliva as she sucked, and I could hear the slurping sounds as she continued
to suck. By now, I was almost sure that little Chana was either enjoying this
or at the least, getting used to it.

"Squeeze
my cock harder and jerk me off faster as you suck, honey.”

She
squeezed harder and quickened the pace and I could feel my balls filling up
with love juice for my little niece. She was stroking my cock with one hand,
squeezing my balls gently with her other, while her young mouth worked wonders.
She was now seemingly eagerly sucking me as she stroked me like this.

She
murmured, “Ummm hm,” as her mouth instinctively went to my balls and sucked
them. Her hot lips, mouth and tongue were working expertly by then and more
“Ummm hmmms” hummed onto the mushroomed head....

“Oh god
baby girl...!” I managed.

Her mouth
opened and she sucked my balls into it, and she continued with the sounds of
her enjoyment, “Unmmmmm unmmmmm.”

My niece rolled
her tongue around and around the head of my cock while sucking her cheeks in
lightly and firmly, milking me with her clutching fist. "Easy, Chana,
you're going to make me cuuuuu...ohhhh fuuuuuck... Ohmygod baby girl! I want
this to last forev....ahhhh!"

It was
feeling wonderful. Carl had to have taught her this!

She went
back to sucking my whole cock into her mouth and she again moaned. I moaned,
too. Her speed quickened as she moaned over the mushroom head.

I was near
to cumming...

I moaned
and my hips were rising with the anticipation...

“Oh God
baby girl, I'm almost there honey...”

She slid
her mouth straight down and sucked my whole cock into her throat and sucked me
hard and fast now, “Uuuummmm.”

"Chana,
Uncle Les is going to cum any minute.”

The
youngster struggled to get her head off my cock but I wouldn't let her.

"Relax,
baby girl," I hoarsely whispered. "Just relax. It won't hurt. When I
start to cum just breathe through your nose and swallow as fast as you can. You
hear?”

My niece made
a sound in her throat that I interpreted to mean yes.

Then I
could feel myself starting to erupt.

"Here
it comes, little one!" I groaned.

I could
hear her breathing rapidly through her nose so she could store up enough air
that she wouldn't choke.

"Pull
on it harder honey, jerk it harder!" I screamed as my eruption began.

I started
to shoot into her throat and shoot hard. I moaned loud with the first shot,
which spit deep into the youngster’s sucking mouth. Chana began to choke but
recovered as she swallowed quickly, just in time for the next shot that came
squirting out. My hips were off the bed and she held me tight in her mouth as I
came.

Her moans
continued as her fingers stroked me hard and fast. Oh, it was so good!

Her teeth
deliberately scraped just behind my cock head as I came in her mouth. My body
tensed as my hips were high off the bed. Looking down at this 13-year-old
wonder with my cock in her sucking mouth, I came hard while her teeth gently
scraped over and over my cock head as I spurted.

“Ummmmmm,”
the youngster moaned as if she was afraid she couldn't swallow it all, but she
kept trying as another shot came squirting out. This time as my little niece
tried to swallow, it was just too much for her; it started running out the sides
of her mouth and onto her chin.

As she
opened her mouth, trying to breathe, more hot juice came out of her mouth and
ran down her chin.

"Swallow,
Chana!" I growled as she tried her best not to lose any of my precious
juice.

Finally,
she had me! Completely! My cum subsided. Her mouth sucked my cock deep into her
mouth as I dropped back down to the bed once again. She held me deep in her
mouth as her tongue raced over and over my whole cock inside her mouth.

“OOOOHHHH,”
I was moaning continuously.

Then she
pulled her mouth off me and looked up toward me. It was only then that I saw
the total lust on her inflamed face. It was at that moment that I wondered if
my brother had really been the one to institute having sex with his daughter or
if Chana might have been one of those rare girls one hears about that loves and
craves sex even before she knows what it is.

Suddenly,
the thought occurred that I had myself a baby slut, and she could be all mine.

"Lick
my cock off good," I commanded as my little niece regained her composure.

The
youngster licked until everything that had been wasted was now recovered. At
the same time, my cock surprisingly began to again to harden from her
dedication. Then she looked up at me with those big brown eyes, glazed over
with passion.

Chana just
looked at me breathing hard as I asked, "Did you like your first cock
lesson honey?"

She looked
at me and started to nod, but then decided to tell the truth. “It wasn’t my
first Uncle Les.”

I smiled
and said, “I know, baby girl.”

Then I
reached over, pulled her over to me, and planted my lips on hers. I could taste
my salty semen on the child’s lips as I kissed her passionately. At the same
time, I guided her back into a lying down position. I was aroused again.

She was
still in a daze as I slipped between her legs, but then when she realized what
I was about to do, she struggled, trying to close her legs as I lowered my face
and kissed there. I suspect that she had wanted to save herself for whenever
she would see my brother again, but I placed my hands on her knees and pulled;
her legs spread as I pulled.

"Keep
your legs open baby girl. Uncle Les wants to make you feel extra good."

With that,
Chana relaxed her legs and they opened easily as I continued to move up her
thighs with my mouth. Quickly I approached her pussy and immediately placed my
mouth on her wet panties and blew a hot stream of air directly through it and
into her cunt.

The child’s
whole body shook as she felt the warm air enter her. Then I reached up into the
waistband of her panties and drew them down off her little body. My niece
instinctively lifted her butt and squirmed about, to assist me in drawing them
off her. Without aiming, I tossed them somewhere on the floor and immediately
moved back to her youthful slit, where I then burrowed into the 13-year-old’s
wet hole.

I started
licking the inner surface of the outer lip and the small area between there and
her inner lip. Relishing the feel of the soft flesh on the tip of my tongue, I
licked to where the two lips are close together, and then probed between them
and licked the surfaces of both labia.

“Nnngggg,”
she grunted and twisted about, obviously feeling pleasure.

I soon
realized that this was a most sensitive part of my little niece's pussy. By the
time I reached the end of the inner lip, where it joins with the other inner
lip to form her clit hood, Chana was cooing, almost moaning.

I licked
all the way to the end of the inner lip and then brought my tongue back to
caress the youngster's clit hood. This indirect stimulation of the 13-year-old’s
clit caused her pussy to start to hump pleasantly into my face and to produce
drippings of her delectable juices.

"Oh my
god, Uncle Les!" Chana sighed. "It feels even better than my dad.
Don't stop; keep doing that."

I didn’t
answer. My mouth was too busy pleasuring itself at the child’s awesome little
pussy.

My tongue
was fondling Chana's pussy lips, starting again below her love hole and licking
them the same way. This time, when I massaged her clit hood, I curled my tongue
underneath its protection to caress the precious love button there. I very
gently stroked the sweetest of sweet spots, starting my little niece's pussy
fucking stronger into my face and producing more of the mouth-watering juices that
would so greatly please my taste buds. Her cooing turned entirely to
pleasurable moans as she progressed toward cumming.

By then,
she only had a little way to go. I carefully probed my tongue into the lower
edge of her love hole and then the side edges, seeking out all her available
little-girl juices. Once again, my fingers carefully pried open her inner pussy
lips and once again, my tongue caressed the inner surfaces. By this time, the 13-year-old's
moans were ending in whimpers and I knew she was close to cumming. Her little
body was squirming around on the bed; her pussy was fucking even stronger into
my face and her hands were clenching and unclenching as my mouth and her pussy
continued to pleasure each other.

I had my
hands under her ass and I hungrily tasted the forbidden fruit as her legs
flailed all over the place. I wanted the youngster to fully reach her orgasm
and I knew that delightful occurrence was just a minute or two away. As I
gently probed the upper edge of my niece's love hole, careful to avoid
penetrating its pink wetness, I noted that her thighs had turned wantonly
outward, lewdly offering her pussy fully to my mouth, as if in total surrender.

“Arrrrrr!!!”
Chana screamed and her body shuttered as I tongue-fucked the child fast and
hard. Her hips were swiveling under me, thrusting piston-like; her legs out
over my shoulders. She was sighing and whimpering from the intense pleasure and
I knew she was close to a full orgasm.

Just then,
I pulled my face away, as I felt her approaching her climax. She pushed her ass
toward me trying to get my tongue again, but she was denied.

I stayed in
that spot as she twisted and squirmed, obviously aching for total fulfillment.
From where I lay, she smelled wonderful. The aroma of her sexual excitement
from her fevered little body and her oozing pussy was awesome.

"Chana,
take your hands and place them behind your knees and pull them up as high as
you can."

The 13-year-old
proceeded to do as I told her and pulled them high in the air. She was so hot
that she would have done anything I told her to do at that moment.

I gaped in
totally aroused wonder, looking down hungrily. There my little niece was, with
her legs spread in a lewd position and her pussy sparkling with wet cunt juice.
I got up on my knees and moved up in between her parted thighs. My prize was
staring me right in the face as I lowered right my arm and placed my thumb on
her little clit and began to rub it hard.

"Unnnnhhhhhhh,"
the youngster moaned, as I continued to rub.

"You
like that, hon?" I purposely teased.

I reached
up with my left hand and placed it behind her head and grabbed a handful of
hair and squeezed. Chana's eyes shot open at the pain.

"Answer
me, baby girl. Do you like it?”

Chana
rapidly nodded her head yes.

"Tell
me, little one; I want to hear the words come out of your hot little mouth.”

"Y-yes
Uncle Les, yes, I like it. I do; I like it!”

"I
know you do, baby girl," I said. "Now you know what Uncle Les is
going to do Chana? Uncle Les is going to take his big cock and stuff it in your
little pussy and make you explode!”

I saw
apprehension on her flushed face and assumed that she wanted this as much as I
did, yet was thinking how much bigger I was than her father and my son Jack.

“W-will it
b-be nice...like with daddy?”

“Yeah,
sweetie, it will. It might hurt a little because it’s bigger than you’re used
to, but it won’t hurt like when your dad first fucked you.”

With that,
I pushed my boxers down to my knees, took my cock in my hand and started to
stroke it as she watched. It was as hard as it ever was. Chana’s young face
flushed with a combination of nervousness and horniness.

"Open
your legs wider apart, baby girl, it will make it easier to get into you.”

My little
niece parted her legs more and I could see her juices oozing out of her pussy.
My throbbing cock was now just inches away from her love tunnel.

Still
holding my shaft, I moved to the child’s flesh. Chana gasped as my cock touched
her labia for the first time, her juices hot against me. Then I started to rub
it up and down her pussy, lingering at her clit for a few seconds. The 13-year-old
shuddered. I continued rubbing it within her slit until my shaft was soaking
wet. I was totally in awe seeing just how aroused she was and how her young
body was over producing liquids, almost as if it knew it needed more
self-lubrication than normal.

She moaned,
and pulled her knees even tighter to her chest as I rubbed my cock up and down
her horny little slit, down from her clit, and then onto to pussy, before
pressing against her tight little ass, which was available because of her
raised position. Chana caught her breath at that.

I slid my
cock back upwards, teasing her, almost entering her but not quite, allowing no
more than the tip of my cock inside her before rubbing up and down again. By
then my little niece was wriggling beneath me, demanding more, moaning, her
body tensing as I maneuvered my cock within her waiting slit.

No longer
able to wait, I positioned the head of my cock right at the 13-year-old’s tight
entrance. She pushed her hips towards me, her back arching. I moved forward,
the tip of my cock rubbing between her wet lips.

"You
ready Chana?" I asked.

She just
looked at me wild-eyed, breathing heavily.

"Yeah,
baby girl. I know you are...you’ve been missing your daddy, hanh?"

And with
that, I pushed the entire length of my prick into the youngster’s wet cunt. She
groaned in pain as it stretched her from top to bottom, “Ooonnnggggggggg…”

Her pussy
was tight – gloriously tight. She seemed to hold me, and then draw my cock into
her body as her pussy molded itself around every ridge, every vein, and every
contour of my throbbing cock. When I felt my balls come to rest on her little
ass cheeks, I knew I had reached my destination. I stayed still for a moment,
letting her adjust to my big prick inside her. I held my cock deep inside her,
holding her hands above her head as her pussy squeezed and convulsed around me.

“Ooo Cha,
honey, you feel soooo good. Are you okay?” I asked softly.

“Mmm yeah,
Uncle Les. I-it’s okay,” she murmured.

“Lift up
your legs on me - - um that’s it. Put ‘em around me, baby girl. This is going
to be so good for both of us…”

I waited as
the youngster placed her ankles the small of my back so that her lower legs
were wrapped around my sides, ready to tighten, and then I moved my body
further up over hers and placed my mouth on hers.

Suddenly,
Chana was like a sex craved being! Her mouth flew open, eager to accept my
thrusting tongue, her arms flew around my neck, and my hot little niece was
kissing as if she’d been doing it all of her life. Her tongue met mine and then
went in search of my mouth. She continuously moaned as our mouths clashed.

She gasped
and instinctively put her hands on my shoulders as I began to pull slowly out
of her. She became further aroused when I pushed back in again until I hit
bottom. The high pitched whimpers and tiny moans coming from her were only
serving to excite me more.

As I
started to fuck her, methodically at first, sliding my cock slowly into her
depths, and then almost withdrawing before driving my cock back deep into her
wanton body, she began to groan. I hoped it wouldn't be long until she was
ready to pop because my cock was about ready to start squirting again and I
strongly wanted to cum inside the 13-year-old, at the same time she did.

“Ooo, oooo,
oh, ooo…” My little niece groaned and her hands flew from my back to grasp at
the bedspread.

Sensing
that she too was near, I accelerated my strokes. I moved my hands down and
clutched her taut and tiny butt cheeks, pulling her little body up to meet my
plunging thrusts.

“Ah
Un-Uncle Les so good oooo better ooo Dad oh god good good…”

Chana was
almost sobbing as I fucked her faster, harder, deeper. Her arms were out
straight above her head, her knuckles white as she gripped the bedspread. When
suddenly she again wrapped them tightly around my back, her nails began digging
into my flesh as her little body writhed about wildly, meeting my ever harder
thrusts. Her tiny breast buds were taut on her chest, pointing up to me as I
slammed into her. Her heels were drumming on the back of my thighs in time to
my cock.

I was
massaging Chana's little ass cheeks as I fucked her harder and harder, eagerly
putting my mouth back on hers.

Suddenly,
she began to thrash about beneath me. Then I felt her wonderful cunt start to
spasm and I knew she was THERE! I
pushed harder and I could hear my balls slapping against her ass as I kept
fucking her. I pounded as hard against her as I’d ever done with any other.
Chana then let out a blood-curling scream and started to buck so hard I could
hardly hold on.

The heat
from her cunt was so hot that it actually seemed to burn my cock. Then I felt
my hose starting to squirt the much-needed liquid to put out the fire. Chana
continued to buck about in wild abandon; her little cunt kept sucking hard on
my cock, milking it of every drop of love juice that was left. I must have
deposited more than an ounce of fresh cum inside her young preteen body.

“Oh Uncle
Les, I love it, I love it!” she cried out as we came together.

Her body
seemed uncontrollable as pleasures rippled through her entire being. If I
hadn’t seen it, I would never have believed that a 13-year-old could become so
wanton. I slammed my cock into her a few more times as her climax intensified,
and then slowed down before holding her tight, my cock deep inside her. She
clung to me as her body recovered, her face buried in my neck.

To my
surprise, the youngster came three times during that session and even after we
were both finished, she shuddered as if she was having mini orgasms.

By the time
that my sister-in-law came to pick up Chana on Sunday night, I was physically
pooped, though I think that my niece hadn’t gotten enough. Still, I had told
her that we could do it again, if she wanted, the next time she visited.

At the door
as they were about to leave, Chana asked, “Can I cum again next week? (She
actually looked up into my face when she used the word cum). Jack and I had so
much fun.”

“We’ll see,
Honey. Let’s give Uncle Lester a rest. I think he probably had his fill of
you.”

That was
true, but that didn’t mean I didn’t want to be sated.

“She was no
problem. She can cum anytime,” I volunteered, winking at little Chana.

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The first night

Alyssa stood just inside the doorway of her parents’ room,
excited herself at hearing her mother gasping and moaning from her father's
attentions. The youngster’s own arousal increased as she watched them in the
dimly lit room. Once that she was convinced that she was hidden in the shadows,
Alyssa settled down to taking care of the exciting feelings building deep
within her own pussy.

Inside the room, Gerard’s talented tongue hungrily explored
his wife’s pussy as it had so many times in the past. He knew how to get her
crazy, and now he was purposely working her into more of a frenzy than normal.
As she rolled her body from side to side beneath his oral onslaught, he once
again caught a glimpse of his daughter peeking through the doorway. Gerard
could see Alyssa squeezing and rubbing her own pussy through her flimsy
panties. He knew the youngster had been watching them, and he should have been
upset with her and should have put an immediate stop to it, but to his
surprise, he not only had NOT gotten upset, but it had actually fueled his own excitement
knowing that Alyssa was watching. Indeed, seeing her hiding in the shadows had
caused him to expend a more frenetic effort in eating his wife.

Alyssa pushed one hand down the front of her panties and then
slid her finger between her hot, inner lips of her pussy, not penetrating, just
rubbing up and down the inner slit, which was quite wet now. Touching herself
was becoming a nightly ritual for the 13-year-old girl. Most times she
masturbated in the silence of her bedroom, but this was the third time that she
actually played with her pussy while she watched her mom and dad ‘having sex’.

The other two times they were doing ‘it’, but tonight her
father was putting his mouth down on her mom’s pussy, and this had really
excited the youngster.

Alyssa withdrew her finger from her slit and rubbed about
her mound. Then, she moved to her clitoris and allowed a finger to touch there.
It was so sensitive that she had to bite her lower lip to keep from gasping and
possibly being heard. She deliberately teased her cunny button. The sensuous
feelings in her crotch built rapidly and she could feel her small breasts
tingling from the excitement. Her other hand slipped under the top of her
nightie and began to rub her sensitive little nipples, which were now somewhat
swollen. Alyssa didn't realize that her father kept catching glimpses of her as
he pleasured her mom on the bed.

Soon her little clit became hard and she then plunged her
finger deep into her pussy, biting on her lower lips to keep from moaning aloud.

Occasionally turning slightly, without her realizing it,
Gerard watched his daughter finger-fucking herself within her panties. He saw
her hips thrusting forward as she forced her finger deeper into her overheated
pussy. Soon, Gerard saw little Alyssa’s hand moving much more rapidly as she
watched him licking Joan's pussy. It was very exciting to watch his daughter
wildly masturbating herself, and he enjoyed it tremendously.

“God Jerry, c’mon. Put that in me,” his wife pleaded.

Alyssa's hands clutched her crotch tightly when she heard
those words. Hearing her mother beg for her daddy's cock was driving Alyssa
wild. She leaned back against the doorframe, shoving both hands into her
crotch. Frantically rubbing her clitoris with one hand, she plunged the finger
of the other deeper into her pussy. Her cunt juices were flowing all over her
finger and knuckles and even down the inside of her thighs. Her legs began to
tremble and she needed to get in a more comfortable position. She was a bundle
of inner flashes of tingling sensations and her mind was seeing red. Sliding
slowly downward so that her movements wouldn’t be seen, she sat on the floor
and leaned back against the doorframe. She drew her knees up and spread her
thighs wide so she could drive her finger in and out of her cunt.

Before mounting his wife, Gerard peeked over at his little
girl in amazement. She seemed somewhat in a sex-daze, almost as if her entire
being was involved in the sex. He wondered if he purposely looked over at her
if she’d even notice; her attention was so intense at the center of the action:
Joan’s pussy. He was amazed when he thought he saw his daughter adding a second
finger into her little pussy, while continuing to rapidly finger fuck
herself. She had to be sloppy wet for
that, he thought.

Meanwhile, just as he had moved alongside his wife, Joan’s
patience had seemingly worn thin. Before he could move, his wife pushed him
onto his back and SHE mounted HIM!

“Come on, damn it, give it to me!” she cried and then gasped
in satisfaction as her pussy found what she was craving.

Joan fucked her husband's big cock wildly, loving the
feeling of it filling her pussy and bumping her clitoris. It was rare for him
to give her such a thorough mouth job, and she was totally worked up. As she
plunged up and down, she suddenly let out a little shriek as a major orgasm was
upon her. She thrashed about as her juices flowed all over her husband's
swollen cock. At the same time, she was babbling, “Ohyeahohyeah ohyeah ah ah OH
GODDDD!!!”

It was just at that moment that Gerard’s eyes met with
Alyssa. The youngster had apparently had her own final explosion and was
quietly rising when the meeting of eyes took place. Gerard saw the fear on his
daughter’s face as she hurriedly slipped out the door. He couldn’t worry about
that now, as he was just in the midst of his own climax.

The next morning

The following day was a Sunday. It wasn’t until about 11 that
morning, that father and daughter actually crossed paths for the first time.
Gerard had just brought the Sunday papers out into the Living Room, where
Alyssa was watching TV.

“Hi, hon,” he said, as he laid the Sunday papers on the
couch and then sat down with them.

Alyssa was afraid to face him, but his tone seemed to be one
that wasn’t threatening. After she had gone to bed the night before she had
laid awake for over an hour in fear of what would happen. Then, as soon as she
awoke, the memory returned and she had been trying to avoid this confrontation.
Now, hearing her Dad, she began to hope that maybe he wasn’t going to explode.

She turned her head up and looked at him, quietly saying,
“Morn’ Dad.”

As the night before, their eyes met again. But this time
they held. Alyssa was in fear of what might happen. Gerard was amazed that he
felt heat within his crotch.

Finally, as if he was trying to tell her that she wasn’t
about to be punished, he asked, “Sleep well?”

Hearing her mom coming, she nodded and said, “Yeah, pretty
good, how ‘bout you?”

“Um,” he grunted and then turned away and picked up the
Sports section as Joan entered the room.

Alyssa turned back to the TV, relieved, but confused. She
knew that her father had seen her the night before in the room, and she was
pretty sure that he saw a lot more than those last seconds.

The week after

To the 13-year-old’s relief, her father never brought up the
incident. However, she realized there was a definite change with him. After
that point, she often found him looking at her ‘differently’ than he had in the
past. When her mom was around, she couldn’t actually say what was different in
the way he was looking at her, it just WAS! Subtle glances, a strange look –
desire? – on his face. However, she could tell what was different when her
father looked at her if her mom wasn’t
in the room. He was actually looking at her body! Even her boobs and butt!
Often, after looking, he’d meet her eyes, almost as if he wanted to say
something, but never did.

Alyssa couldn’t help but to realize that she was reacting to
her dad’s looks at her. She found that she sometimes got ‘feelings’ in her
cunny, if she thought he was looking at her there. When he looked at her boobs
she actually wondered what it would be like if he touched them, and those
thoughts seemed to make her tingle and flush.

The youngster had no way of knowing that her father was
developing a lust for her. She didn’t even realize that she had suppressed
feelings for him that was bordering on the unnatural.

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Then came the night

Right after the family’s favorite show ended at 9PM Friday, they shut off the TV and said
goodnight. Alyssa went to her room and her parents went to theirs, which was
right next door.

Once settled in bed, Gerard put one of his adult movies in
the VCR and began to watch it with Joan. He began to get horny watching the
sexual action on the screen, and started to play around with his wife. Although
Joan usually became very turned on by his caresses, she instead asked him to
stop, because she wasn't feeling very well. When he continued trying to feel
her up, she acted huffy and turned away. Lying on her side with her back to
him, she brought the blanket all the way up to her neck and held it there,
giving him the definite message that the night was over and she was going to
sleep.

She left him lying there feeling dejected, but still very
horny. As he continued to watch the movies, he heard Alyssa go into the
bathroom and start the shower. He pictured her young body, naked under the jets
of water. He had been eyeing her up for a week now, absent-mindedly thinking that
if he was younger and she wasn’t his daughter, how he’d want to see her body.
He remembered back to how she looked that night in his room, and now suddenly
he began to fantasize about seeing it for real. The combination of the sexy
scenes in the film he was watching and his fantasies about his pretty,
thirteen-year-old daughter was too much for him.

When he heard the shower turn off, he looked over at his
wife to make sure she was asleep; and then quietly got up and gingerly walked
out, silently closing the door behind him.

Alyssa had just come out of the bathroom and was sitting on
her bed with her robe hanging open, so her skimpy bikini panties were visible
when her daddy came into her room.

He quietly closed the door behind him, which surprised her.
He stood there momentarily. He was wearing only his tight jockey shorts, which
she instinctively looked at for a brief moment.

She hadn’t even been aware that her robe was open until she
saw her father’s eyes as they first looked at her naked chest and then moved
down to look at her panties. She became uncomfortable when she saw his intent
expression, and his greedy stare slid over her body. Self-conscious at her
near-nakedness, she wrapped the thin robe around herself.

Somewhat confused that her father came in by her, she asked,
“Hi, Daddy. What’s up?”

He slowly approached her, and sat alongside her on the bed.
“I er just thought I’d stop in by you. Your mom’s asleep and I couldn’t sleep
and just began to think about you,” he said softly. “You’ve grown so much, Hon;
you’re turning into a beautiful, sexy young lady, and I never get to tell you
that with your mom around. She wouldn’t want to hear me say that, you know? So,
with her asleep, I just thought I’d stop in and see you.”

Flattered by her daddy's words, but a little scared, the
youngster sat as still as a frightened deer caught in the lights, wondering
what he was going to do and hoping he would go away.

"Daddy would like to find out all about that lovely
young body of yours; it looks so sexy, warm and soft," he voice suddenly
became low. Then as she sat unmoving, he put his right arm around her shoulders
and gently moved his hand to the front of her body over her robe.

First, Alyssa froze as her father’s hand moved. Then, she
sucked in her breath and held it when his fingers moved onto her breast.
Finally, her heart began racing and her temples began pounding when he began
gently caressing her breast through the robe. She was too panic-stricken to cry
out and a bit afraid to tell him to stop, so she sat immobilized as his hand
rubbed gently about her boob, and his other hand moved up to he other breast.

Then her father squeezed her breasts with his big hands and
Alyssa jumped; and when she felt his fingers twisting her tender nipples,
strange new feelings shot through the 13-year-old’s body. With panic in her
eyes, she looked to the door as if to wonder if her mother might burst into the
room, then down to where her father’s hand was squeezing.

For a minute or so his hand simply squeezed and petted.
Alyssa was so unsure of what to do, she did nothing. She knew how wrong this
was but if she called her mom now, what would happen?

Temporarily taking his hand from around her shoulder, Gerard
shifted himself more to her front. Then he was opening her robe at the upper
half and Alyssa began to inwardly tremble. She closed her eyes in
embarrassment, though she was suffering feelings of excitement. At first, she
just wanted her father to stop, but then, when she felt his mouth sucking on
her bare nipples while his tongue circled their tips, she wasn't as sure of
that anymore.

Alyssa's breasts tingled and her nipples hardened into
little buds. The sensations deep in her pussy caused her to squirm and press
her thighs together. Her mind continued to race, as did her heart, which was
pounding fiercely in her chest. She remembered those nights she had seen her
father in heat with her mother and this fueled her excitement. Did her Daddy
want to do those things with her? Did she want him to?

Gerard felt Alyssa trembling and squirming and knew his
daughter was beginning to react to what he was doing to her breasts. With his
mouth and tongue still tasting her little titties, he placed his hand on the
youngster’s knee. Then, gently, so as not to spook her, he slid it slowly up
her thigh, until he was rubbing her mound through her silky panties.

“Ooooo, D-Daddy, you sh-shouldn’t…” Alyssa issued those
words of protest, while the sounds coming from her indicated she was enjoying
the feelings her father was creating in her.

“I love you baby girl…” he murmured as he continued to kiss,
lick and nibble at her little breasts and aroused nipples.

Her father’s caresses increased the sensuous feelings
surging throughout her body and soon, Alyssa could not resist the urge to relax
her legs, giving her daddy more access to the crotch of her panties. She wanted him to touch her!

Feeling her body responding to his hand, Gerard knew his
lovely, young daughter was not only turned on, but she was now starting to
reach a point where she had no more resistance, only need. He slid his fingers
between her thighs and pressed the silky material of her panties between her
lips, rubbing it over her clitoris until he felt the youngster responding to
the exciting sensations by pushing her pussy deeper onto his hand.

“You like it being touched, baby girl. I watched you and saw
how much you like this…”

Alyssa felt the ‘wet’ beginning to flow from her pussy,
causing those lips to slide against each other and against her clitoris as her
daddy continued to caress her.

“Please don’t Dad…” she objected, with no real fight.

Gerard felt the warmth and moisture of his little girl’s
pussy through her tight little panties; he heard her breathing increase, and
his cock swelled when he realized how much she was enjoying his caresses, in
spite of her feeble protest. He began to pull Alyssa's panties aside to get to
her hot young pussy.

“This is what you want, Hon, hanh?”

Alyssa was getting very excited. As wrong as it was, she now
knew she wanted to feel her Daddy’s hand on her naked pussy. She spread her
thighs wide apart to make it easy for him to get into her panties. Powerful,
sexual feelings surged through her as she felt his fingers slipping under her
panties and caressing her naked, wet pussy.

Gerard could feel Alyssa's soft tiny pubic hairs and the
inviting warmth that seemed to be begging for his touch. Slipping his finger
between the wet lips of his own daughter’s youthful pussy, he rubbed them
gently, spreading her juices around. Alyssa was still a little scared, but her
pussy was feeling so very good, she couldn't help moving it around as her Daddy
pressed his finger into her.

When her daddy started tugging on her panties with his free
hand, she whispered, “Please don’t tell Mom, Daddy…” At the same time, Alyssa
raised her hips to let him slide them off.

As he removed his daughter’s panties, Gerard pressed them to
his face, inhaling the 13-year-old’s exciting aroma. Alyssa’s eyes widened in
awe, watching her father smelling inside her panties, licking at her wetness in
the crotch; the sight aroused her very much. She knew that they were on the
verge of crossing a line that they shouldn’t, yet she remembered those nights
of seeing him with her mom and then touching herself and fantasizing. Now that
her father was actually this excited, just because of her, she struggled with
her thoughts; trying to decide if she wanted him to stop. Almost
instantaneously, a decision was made; she couldn't resist the urge to excite
him even more.

Shrugging her robe off her shoulders, Alyssa let it fall to
the bed, completely exposing her nude body, with its smooth soft skin, and
tiny, firm breasts, for her Daddy’s frantic-looking eyes. She realized that her
sexy young body was exciting him very much, and she really enjoyed displaying
herself before him.

"Is this what you wanted to see Daddy? Have I grown
much?"

"Honey, Daddy loves to look at your sexy body. You have
grown into a very desirable young woman," he replied.

Reaching his arm forward, he rubbed the panties over the
swollen nipples of her little breasts, and then slid the garment down between
her legs. Alyssa sucked in her breath, as her father began pressing the silky
material against her sensitive clitoris. Soon, she was gasping from the
sensations he was causing in her pussy. He then added hotly, “And I think this
is what you’ve wanted too, isn’t it, baby girl?”

Dropping her panties, he leaned forward and his tongue again
darted over her small, hard nipple while he slid his finger between the swollen
lips of her hot, wet young pussy. Alyssa let out another tiny gasp. As he
gently pushed her down onto the bed, with her legs hanging off the side, he slid
off the side and moved down onto his knees, with his body now between the young
teen’s parted legs. Eagerly, he bent forward and then he pressed his face
between her thighs.

As he began licking her juices directly from her pussy, she
whispered in total shock at the pleasurable feelings that were captivating her,
“Ohmygod, Daddy,”

From the beginning, Alyssa was moaning with pleasure. Her
father’s tongue played with her pussy and kept darting between her slippery
lips. Her clitoris hardened like a tiny penis as his tongue attacked it
repeatedly. Alyssa loved the thrills that were surging through her young body.
The 13-year-old had never imagined how great it would feel to have someone
licking and tasting her pussy. That this was her own daddy doing it, was mind-boggling.

The youngster eagerly drew up her legs to spread her hot,
young pussy for his continued enjoyment. She wantonly spread her thighs wide
apart as her daddy's tongue slid up and down her slit. His mouth and tongue
worked all around the outer lips and her body began to respond on its own,
pushing up to meet his seemingly ravenous face.

The youngster was moaning softly and was instinctively
thrusting her body about. Now she knew why her mother seemed so out of control
that night.

Gerard wanted so badly to make his daughter cum with his
mouth, but was afraid that if he brought her to an orgasm, the youngster would
come to her senses and want to stop. Having her at this horny level might never
be achieved again. He needed to fuck her or else she may never allow this to
happen again.

He pulled his mouth off her and withdrew his worked-up, reddened
face.

Alyssa groaned at the sudden withdrawal which left an
immediate carnal hunger. Her hips were frantically searching about as her
father moved up her body, licking and kissing her belly and then on up to those
small, sensitive breasts.

“Move up on the bed all the way, baby girl,” he whispered
hotly, and she immediately shifted with his help, while he too began to move.

Once again, he was licking and sucking one of his little
girl’s tits, while at the same time his hand fondled and squeezed the other.

The 13-year-old girl was on fire. She now knew that she
wanted to go all the way with her father. As sensations filled her, she looked
down. Her father had moved up onto the bed. He now was half on top and half off
her, and she could clearly see the bulge of his manhood in his jockeys.

Alyssa’s excited eyes were drawn to that lump. Nervously,
but eagerly watching his big prick straining against the thin material of his
underwear, the young girl’s excitement heightened. She had fantasized more than
a few times about seeing and touching him. Now, her pussy throbbed with desire
from the sight of the swelling in his underwear. She had been transformed from
a scared virgin to a horny female.

With her lower lip quivering, she nervously whispered, “Let
me see it, Daddy, please.”

This was all too much for Gerard. He wasn’t sure if Alyssa
knew what he was about to do, but he was pretty sure she did. He also guessed
that the youngster wanted it to happen. Filled with lust for his daughter, he
moved to where he was now kneeling between his daughter’s spread thighs.
Looking into her face, he lowered his shorts slowly, excited that she was
watching so intently. As his throbbing prick sprung out into the open, he
paused.

Alyssa gasped at the sight. Her excitement was now at an all
time high. This was the thing that had captured the 13-year-old girl’s
attention when he was making love to her mom and when she was alone in the dark
of her bedroom.

“This is what you want, Leese - - isn’t it?” he whispered
hoarsely, as he now fondled his enflamed prick.

She could see a drop of fluid on the swollen tip, and
watched in fascination as more of the liquid oozed out and he spread it over
the ruby head with a swirling finger.

Nervously swallowing, the youngster began nodding her head
in short rapid nods. “Y-yes, Daddy,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.

Eagerly now, he pushed his shorts down the rest of the way.

Alyssa’s entire being was alive now. She knew it was about
to happen. Her heart was in her throat. “I’m s-scared, Dad…” she murmured as
she shifted so that she was straight on the bed.

“I know sweetie. But you’ll be all right.”

There was no more question as to whether or not either or
both of them were going through with this forbidden act. It was something they
both wanted.

Gerard had moved again between the parted legs of his
daughter. “Bend them up, sweetie. That’s it… You’ll like this, I promise. You
won’t have to touch yourself no more either, if you’d rather the real thing…”

When he moved forward and touched his hard cock against her
pussy, Alyssa gasped and held her breath. With his throbbing boner in his hand,
Gerard started rubbing it between the pussy lips of his daughter, sending
thrills through the youngster’s cunt. She whimpered as he rubbed.

“Wrap your legs around me after you take me in, baby girl,”
he quietly urged.

Alyssa's pussy became very hot and her oozing was soaking
the head of his cock. She was feeling a NEED to be filled. Spreading her legs
even wider, the youngster pushed her pelvis down in search of her father’s hot,
slippery prick. Although a virgin, her body seemed to need fulfillment.

Reaching down with her hand, she purposefully grasped his
shaft of pulsing flesh and bone tightly, feeling its great heat with her
fingers. She pulled it into her pussy, rubbing the head between her slippery
lips and over her clit. She gasped at the touch. Then, finally, she felt it
slide into her vagina, not experienced enough to know that it was barely the
tip, only knowing her young body was penetrated and that wild feelings were
occurring down there.

"Oh, that feels so good, Daddy," Alyssa squealed.

Wantonly thrusting her cunt toward her daddy's slimy prick,
she made it slide deeper into her throbbing pussy. It hurt a little as it
pushed through her hymen and stretched her vagina for the first time, but such
thrills shot through her body that even the hurting felt good.

"Oh daddy!" she exclaimed, "I love the
feeling of your, er, cock stretching me like that. It’s so big, but feels so
good. I'm a real woman now."

Gerard was surprised and excited by his daughter’s reaction
and her words. Slowly, he began to slide his prick in and out of her tight
little pussy.

The sensations upon the walls of her pussy channel were flashing
excitedly to young girl’s brain. Her cunt was so hot and slick, her father was
able to push his length all the way into her until his groin bumped against her
crotch. To the surprise of them both, he was all the way in.

“Mmmmmm that’s nice, Daddy…”

“Here it is again sweetie,” he grunted and pulled back and
pushed back in; still with gentleness; afraid that he might hurt her.

Alyssa could feel its head deep inside her, and could
actually feel the living thing throbbing. She loved the feeling of her clit
rubbing against the base of Daddy's cock. Thrill after thrill shot through her
crotch. Moaning loudly now, she wanted more. She wanted him to do what she’d
seen him do with her mom. She wanted to feel her daddy's cock plunge into her
hot little pussy.

Her lust-filled body was quickly building toward a climax,
and she began thrusting her pussy against him rapidly, chanting, "Do it to
me Daddy. Do - - f-fuck me like you do Mommy! Push it - - your c-cock - - deep
into my er, belly - - my pussy."

Even though he knew that she had watched and heard him and
his wife, Alyssa's reactions were beyond Gerard's wildest expectations and
excited him tremendously. He started to fuck his daughter like a wild man,
shoving his prick deep into her hot young pussy and feeling her muscular cunt
walls squeezing his cock tightly.

Alyssa also went wild, shoving her pussy up to meet his cock
on every stroke. Her legs now wrapped around his and she instinctively used the
muscles in her pussy to squeeze and milk his shaft as it slid in and out. She
knew there was sperm in there and she wanted to feel it inside her.

Gerard’s breath was coming in short gasps as his excitement
reached fever pitch. He was fucking his own daughter and didn’t care that this
was considered so very wrong. At that moment he knew that what they were doing
was so very right. He felt that wonderful feeling and knew that he was about to
cum.

He also realized that he hadn’t put on a condom and that he
should pull out now. Instead, the urge to cum inside his little girl overtook
his common sense. He placed his mouth to her ear and whispered excitedly in her
ear, “Daddy’s gonna cum, sweetheart…!”

She bucked her lower body up and down in search of heaven.
“Okay Daddy - - oh oh…”

“OH GOD LEEESE I’M CUMMMMMMNNGGGGG…!”

He finally drove completely into her depths and tightened as
held himself without moving.

“Ohgoddaddy, ohgod, ohgod ah ah…” Alyssa whimpered and groaned.

As she felt his prick throb within her, she knew her father
was shooting hot spurts of his cum deep into her convulsing pussy. His cock
pulsing hard inside of her triggered an even bigger orgasm for Alyssa.

Vaguely aware that her mother was in the next room, she
fought herself to keep from screaming. She clamped her mouth closed and moaned
wildly, but then her excitement got the best of her and she let out a powerful
scream, her head falling back on the bed, and she wrapped her legs up higher up
around her daddy’s ass, as he continued to drive hard against her pussy. Her
arms were clasping tightly around him and her fingers were digging into his
back.

At that point Alyssa’s head turned toward her doorway. In
the semi-darkness she saw her mother hidden in the shadows. She was leaning
back against the doorframe, with both hands seemingly moving into her crotch...

uld be agreeable to him touching her. Henry had
‘accidentally’ touched her inappropriately on more than one occasion and the
youngster never recoiled or showed any alarm. Indeed, a few times, he sensed
that she encouraged him to do more just by the looks she gave him after he
touched her.

She was his special little princess and he knew that to her,
he was special too. Sometimes, if Peg was already asleep, Barbie would come by
him after her night-time bath, curl up on his lap with her damp hair against
his cheek, and he’d swear that she shifted her butt on him to feel him. Then
she’d give him a big kiss on his lips before she went up to bed.

For more than a year he had been secretly thinking about doing
things to his little girl, his special princess. At first, he was able to shake
the thoughts, but of late he actually began jerking off to the images of
fucking Barbie. He had also begun to picture her beautiful face even as he was
fucking his wife Peg. His thoughts had become so consuming, he recently began
thinking of sneaking into her room while she was sleeping and touching her.

Two other nights he approached her door, only to chicken
out. Now he was here again, listening for sounds from inside his daughter’s
room, and then listening to the rest of the house. His wife Peg was already
asleep; in a drunken stupor, as was becoming the norm. There was total silence
behind Barbie’s door. All was as quiet in the house.

With a somewhat trembling hand, he turned the handle and
walked quietly into his daughter’s room, so as not to awaken her. He stood in
the door for several moments, watching her little body rise and fall as she
slept. His eyes moved over her naked little boobs, her flat tummy and down over
her panty covered pudendum.

It was a hot and humid summer’s night. Her window was open
and a light breeze gently shifted the curtains, while the moonlight shown
through and fell over the sleeping girl. Henry’s excitement increased as he
first closed the door behind him, and then moved silently across the room, his
eyes looking down in wonder at his little girl. She was without pajamas. They
were lying on the floor alongside the bed. Henry assumed that because of the
heat, she’d shorn them. She lay there almost totally naked on her bed, lying on
her back with her arms thrown back with just her ‘grown-up’ panties covering
that wondrous little camel-toe outline within.

As he gazed upon her, his already somewhat tumescent penis
further hardened. He felt it growing in his boxer shorts, which was the only
thing he had on.

He moved very quietly to her bedside. Kneeling alongside, he
smoothed her hair and kissed her lightly on the cheek. “Goodnight, sweetheart,”
he whispered.

Although she didn’t open her eyes, he thought she smiled at
him as she murmured, “’Night ‘night, Daddy; I love you.”

For sure, his hardened cock had something to do with his
next move. Normally, he would have just risen and left. Tonight seemed to be
the night that brought all of his secret thoughts and feelings for the
youngster to the forefront. Adoringly, he bent to her again, intending only
another peck on the cheek. Instead, her innocence, her aroma, her beauty and
all of his pent up feelings for his daughter changed the direction of his
mouth. He kissed her again, but this time on the lips; and for a long moment their
mouths just met and pursed. Then, to Henry’s astonishment, Barbie kissed him
back; her soft lips warm on his. Did he
imagine it or did their tongues touch?

“Cuddle me, Daddy,” she softly urged. His wife was sound
asleep in their bedroom and Henry knew that she wouldn’t awaken until morning.
Peg was a sound sleeper and the liquor she had consumed had put her into one of
her nightly stupors.

As wrong as he knew this to be, he quietly rose and joined
his 13-year-old daughter on her bed. Lying on his side, he put his arm around
her and Barbie snuggled into his body, which reacted further to her youthful
warmth. When he smoothed her hair and kissed her forehead, the youngster looked
up at him, smiled and then kissed him on the lips again.

Henry was breathing heavy as he kissed his own daughter. ‘Christ, she’s only thirteen!’ he
admonished himself. His mind was awhirl and his cock was now twitching within
his boxer shorts.

Barbie broke off the kiss and whispered, “I love you,
Daddy.”

“I love you too, sweetheart,” he said quietly. Then, with
more than a fatherly intent, he whispered, “You’re my best girlfriend.”

Her little arms were wrapped around him as they kissed
again. This time there was no doubt about their tongues. Unable to control
himself, he slipped his tongue past her lips and tasted his child’s mouth’s
wetness, her warmth. After just a split-second, he felt her lips part and her
tongue meet his. He was actually working
at seducing his own daughter!

With Barbie pressing back at him with her lips and playing
with her tongue at his, Henry’s excitement increased. All these months of his
sneaky feels…all those looks from her where he always wondered what she knew
and if she realized how he had real feelings toward her…and now he was in bed
with her and they were kissing and experimentally touching tongues; and she
seemed to be okay with what was happening.

Emboldened, he let his hand slide down her little body,
until his hand was on her exciting taut little bubble butt.

“That feels nice, Daddy,” she softly said.

Henry’s cock was throbbing now. ‘Did she mean their tongues touching, or did she mean his hand on her butt
cheek? Or both?’ He stroked her bottom gently, tentatively sliding his
fingers under the silken panties. His young daughter “mmmm’d” into his mouth.
They were kissing like adults now, her eyes closed, and her breath heavy with a
building excitement; a youthful passion. ‘Was
she actually becoming aroused?’ he wondered. ‘Was that even possible for a 13-year-old girl?’

He continued to rub her wonderfully round butt cheek, his
fingertips overlaying at the exciting crack, and soon he felt her pushing back
into his hand. My god, she wants this
too!

“Take your panties off, Barbie,” he managed, hoarsely.
“Daddy wants to touch you.”

“Okay, Daddy,” she whispered, and without a moment’s
hesitation she pushed her hands down to the elastic at her hips and hurriedly
pushed her panties off, leaving her totally bared. Innocently, she watched him.

That his daughter was whispering and had obeyed his request
convinced Henry that she knew that what was happening was very wrong. He knew
that his wife had talked to Barbie about sex a few times during the last few
months since she had her first period. Surely, Peg had told the youngster the
importance of staying ‘a good girl’. Henry was amazed that his little girl was
now lying naked for him. He was sure now that all those flirty looks from her
were always intended to make him interested as more than a father.

“Lie back, baby girl; let Daddy see you,” he said.

She lay back, nervously looking up into his face.

He eased his lower body off the side of the bed, his eyes
never leaving his beautiful little girl. As he stood, he placed a hand on her
inner thigh, just above the knee, and guided her leg to part with the other.

He ran his eyes down her exciting young body. Her skin was
golden, her blonde hair spread over the white pillow. He could see her little
nipples; they seemed to have hardened from her own excitement. Her little boobs were no bigger than tangerines;
they looked so pure…so soft…so inviting.

His cock was now throbbing as he whispered to her, “You’re
my beautiful little princess, baby. Daddy loves you so very much.”

As he lowered himself to a kneeling position inside his
little girl’s outstretched leg, he ran his fingers down her body again, causing
goose bumps to erupt in their trail. Then his hand came to rest gently on her
tight virginal mound. Barbie caught her breath and tensed, making no effort to
object.

“Daddy wants to touch you, baby. Can he?” he asked.

Her face anxious, she rapidly nodded her head. “Yes, Daddy,”
she replied, seeming so innocent.

‘Oh my god, I
shouldn’t be doing this, but I want her so bad,’ Henry thought to himself.

He stroked her soft thighs and eased her legs apart. She was
willingly complying to his direction. Gently, very gently, he touched her
little pussy. Barbie moaned softly. His cock was jumping about in his shorts.

“Mmmmm… That feels nice, Daddy,” he heard her say. She
squirmed with pleasure as he touched her, her legs wide open now. She was
willingly giving herself to him, though she might not be fully aware of what
she was doing.

“Daddy’s going to do things with you, baby girl. Don’t be
afraid,” he whispered.

“I’m not afraid, Daddy,” she said. He eased his way closer
to the bed until his face was level with her pussy. He nuzzled her body,
letting his tongue dance on her quivering little belly. Her breath caught.

“Daddy’s going to kiss you now, Barbie doll.”

“Down there?” she whispered, thinking she knew, but shocked
all the same.

“I want to show my love for you like I’ve never shown you
before,” he said. His mouth touched home and he was pleasantly surprised when
he immediately felt her little hands on his head. His lust driving him, he
eagerly kissed his own child’s pussy, his tongue flickering across her vagina.

“Ohhhh Daddy, that’s nice,” she murmured, her fingers
entwined in his hair. Wild sensations were beginning to bounce through her
previously untouched territory and she instinctively lifted her butt off the
mattress to offer her youth to his mouth.

Henry slid his hands under his daughter’s tiny bottom and
eagerly pushed his face deeper into her pussy, his nostrils filling with her
awesome aroma. Barbie was squirming madly now as she felt his tongue inside
her. He began to lick her, his tongue probing her pussy until it found and
fluttered about her tiny, tiny clitoris. She groaned.

“Ohhh Daddy, that’s really nice,” he heard his daughter’s
voice say over his head. She wrapped her little legs tightly around his neck as
he wallowed in her beautiful little cunt, savoring the delicious taste, her
young sex filling his nostrils - - his mouth - - his every sense.

Previously unknown sexual excitement filled Barbie’s young
body as she looked down in awe at her Daddy’s face in her crotch. She saw his
tongue thrusting to go inside her and she immediately writhed as she then felt
it enter her oh so sensitive slit. She'd never felt this good in her short
life! It felt as if her head was going to explode!

"Oooooohhhhhhhhh!!!" she moaned as his tongue
dipped into her pussy and then caressed her clitoris lovingly. Her body began
trembling. She was so hot it felt as if the room was becoming a sauna!
Perspiration broke out on her forehead, her shoulders, her arms and her thighs.
With her small, young hands on the top of his head, she ran her little fingers
through her Daddy’s hair while he licked her.

Barbie could not understand the things that were happening
inside her trembling body. Her lungs seemed to be tortured for air and her
breathing was heavy. Her flesh was on fire and her muscles were straining. Tiny
little electrical explosions kept erupting. Her whole body seemed to be filled
with adoration, love, and animal passion for her father!

Then those small explosions began rippling throughout her
body and she seemed to soar higher and higher on a magical cloud of excitement!

Henry's balls felt as if they were going to explode at any
minute as he lapped his own child's cunt. How delicious her virginal juices
were! He was amazed at how naturally excited she was. The 13-year-old was so
excited she could hardly control herself! He darted his tongue to her hole and
rammed it inside her. Henry felt her vaginal muscles expand and contract as he
tongue-fucked her before returning to her excited clitoris.

“Oh my god, Daddy,” she whimpered.

His cock was throbbing now, its swollen head bursting
through the slit in his boxers as he knelt beside the bed, his face buried in
his own little girl’s pussy. He could feel his daughter’s excitement rise as he
pushed his mouth into her tiny cunt again and again, teasing her with his
tongue, until finally he felt her little body stiffen.

Then he heard her say, “Ohh Daddy, what’s happening, what’s
happening?” and he felt a stream of wetness fill his mouth. She squealed as she
had her first tiny orgasm, oozing tiny droplets of cum on his tongue.

Her body instinctively knowing that there was more, she
didn’t stop writhing and pushing up to him with her pussy. Barbie was moaning
and crying like a wounded animal and Henry knew that the child had never
experienced a full orgasm before in her life. She was close now and he was
going to give her a climax to remember!

"I...I'm - - OH! GOD! DADDY! Aaahhhhhh!! I'm..."
Barbie cried just before she felt a tidal wave swell inside her body to sweep
through her with a force she never suspected existed in her body.
"IIIIIIIIIEEEEE IIIIIoooooooo!!!!!!"

Her climax burst upon her and made her entire body quake. It
was as if she had just been plugged into a charge of electricity and the
current was flowing through her unchecked. She could feel it everywhere in her
body. The hard, tiny, nipples on her young breasts were so hot they felt like
coals on her chest! Tears of joy welled up in her young eyes and began running
down her flushed cheeks. She could hardly catch her breath!

And still her Daddy’s fantastic tongue kept licking her! He
licked her until the virginal flesh of her vagina hurt, but even the pain felt
good!

"Did you like that, baby girl?" Henry asked as he
removed his slick and swelled lips from the 13-year-old's pussy.

"Oh, yes, Daddy!" the inexperienced child gushed.
Tears of joy were dropping down her inflamed cheeks. “Yes! Yes! Yes!”

Seeing the tears on her face, Henry shimmied up alongside
his panting daughter. “Shhh, baby, shhhh, it’s okay, it’s okay, I love you,” he
whispered.

“I know, Daddy. I love you too. I’m so happy you did that.”
Barbie smiled weakly up at him. The youngster put a hand to her face to wipe
the tears, which had now stopped flowing. She looked up into his eyes and
whispered, “This was all bad for us to do, hanh?”

Henry looked seriously down at his innocent little girl. He
nodded and said, “That’s what people would say, Sweetheart. Did you think it was
bad?”

She grinned, “Uh uh, no. I thought it was the most wonderful
thing in the world. I love you Daddy.”

“And I love you toots. Daddy wanted to make us happy. Did I
make my little girl happy?”

"Oh, yes!" the inexperienced child gushed. She
leaned up and pecked his lips, tasting herself on his mouth. Then a frown
creased her brow and she asked, "Do...do men always do that...to
women?"

"Not always," Henry grinned as he looked down at
her. "Only when a man really likes a woman and wants to show her he loves
her."

“Oh Daddy, I love you so much too. I-I hate her,” she
declared, talking of her mom. “She’s always drinking and being mean to you and
me. I want you to be so happy and you’re not. I-I’ve been thinking a lot about
you Daddy.”

He smiled. “Me too, toots.”

"Did...did you like doing it to me?"

Barbie hadn’t realized that while he was eating her, he had
shorn his boxers and was now as naked as she was. Henry didn’t know if he would
scare her, but he was so aroused with his little girl, he wasn’t thinking as a
normal father. Slowly, he moved a hand down to the inside of her thigh and
guided her legs apart again, while at the same time he shifted his body and
moved over hers, quickly kneeling between the child's exciting thighs.

"Why do you think this is so hard?" He grinned,
looking down at himself so that her eyes would follow.

"Oh!" she gasped, looking down and seeing her
father totally nude, with his manhood standing straight out, seemingly pointing
to her.

“Look at Daddy, Barbs hon. Look at Daddy,” he gently urged,
reaching over and taking his daughter’s little hand and then guiding it down to
his rampant cock, over five inches of throbbing, pulsating hardened man-flesh,
bursting with desire for his thirteen-year-old; his precious little girl who
had just cum in his mouth.

He gasped as her small fingers encircled his cock. Then she
excited him further when she whispered, “Oh wow, Daddy, your pee-pee is so
big!”

“Don’t say pee-pee, baby girl, say ‘cock’. That’s Daddy’s
cock. Touch it, hold my cock, Hon.”

Barbie felt a new flush rise within her. She had heard that
word, but never did she think she’d ever hear her Daddy say it. Now he was even
telling her it was okay for her to say it, as if she was a grown-up. Feeling it
filling her hand and pulsing like it was doing was just awesome.

“I like your, ermm cock, Daddy. It’s sooo smooth, it feels
nice,” she said as she rubbed up and down the length of throbbing penis. She
felt it jump as she said the word.

Henry was never so hard in his life. He knew now that if he
could, he would fuck his little girl, he was that hot for her. He was sure that she wouldn’t want him to, but no
matter, one way or another, he was going to get her to make him cum; either by
hand, mouth or pussy.

“It likes you too, Sweetheart. Can’t you tell?”

“It’s very big, Daddy. It’s huge,” she whispered, her eyes fixed on his cock as it twitched in
her hand.

“Would you like to kiss it, Barb? Would you like to kiss
Daddy’s cock for him?” he asked.

At his words, he felt her little hand tighten around his
shaft while she herself seemed to catch her breath. For at least thirty seconds
she seemed lost in thought. Barbie had heard about what some girls in her
school did to boys that people thought was very bad; she wasn’t totally naïve.

Nervous now, she looked to him. “Do you want me to, Daddy?”
she quietly murmured, before tentatively adding, “I-I will if you want.”

He touched her hair and said, “There’s nothing I’d like more
right now than for my little girl to please my cock. I don’t want you to do
anything you don’t want, though, hon.”

“It’s okay, Daddy,” she assured him, looking lovingly into
his eyes. Then she moved, lowering her head to meet his pulsating penis. She quietly added, “I want to, I really do.
I-I love you Daddy.”

Henry’s pulse was pounding in his brain. His 13-year-old
daughter was going to put her mouth on his cock!

“That would be so nice, baby. Kiss Daddy’s cock, hold it
tight and just kiss it gently, just there at the top.”

She kissed the tip of his slimy cock very tentatively, and
then she kissed the side of the thick shaft.

“Lick my cock, baby. Lick Daddy’s cock,” he whispered.

He heard her murmur as she moved her tongue up and down, one
little hand grasping his thickness, the other cradling his big hairy balls.

“Mmmmm, this is nice, Daddy. Do you like it?” she asked,
lifting her eyes to meet his, her lips just touching the tip of its wet
mushroom head.

“Yes, baby, that feels really good.”

Barbie smiled nervously. The aroma of her father’s sex and
the strange taste, coupled with his obvious excitement, thrilled her. Her fears
were quickly dissipating. She was doing grown-up stuff to him and he was losing
control to her.

"Daddy, w-would you like me to er suck your...your
cock?" Barbie asked, the words coming from her mouth sending a tingling
sensation racing through her body. "I don't know how but," she added
quickly. "I mean, you'll have to teach me how. Do you want me to?"

"Are you sure want to?" Henry's conscience forced
him to ask. He wondered if the 13-year-old could do it. "Are you sure,
baby girl?"

"Yes!" she said quickly and firmly. "I-if
you'll teach me."

"God, yes, I want you to!" Henry said.

Barbie's excitement could not have been stronger. Her body
tingled deliciously every time she remembered the great joy he had just given
her with his tongue. She wanted to please him just as much, but she wasn’t sure
of her offering to suck his cock.

"Take it in your hands, Barbie," Henry said in as
calm a voice as he could muster, while he knelt watching his pretty little
girl's face just inches away from his aching prick.

Barbie slowly reached up and took his jumping prick in her
hands. Just touching his hot, throbbing organ made her tremble with excitement!
It was seemed so thick to her; her fingers barely got all the way around it!
And it was coated with a thin layer of ooze that made it both sticky and
slippery at the same moment. A gooey little bubble hung from the tiny slit at
the tip of his shaft and that fascinated her.

She loved the way she could feel the blood pounding along
his veins through his shaft!

“Wait a second, toots,” he said, while he hurriedly moved
from within her thighs, and shifted around in just seconds. He was then lying
on his back while she was kneeling over his mid body. His long and incredibly
thick organ was sticking in her face and in studying it, she thought it would
hit the back of her throat! The strong odor of his sex lingered just below her
nose made her nostrils flare wide open. Daddy smelled soooo good.

Barbie became more confident with each swipe of her tongue
on her father’s warm flesh. ‘This is fun,’ she told herself, licking his penis
like a lollipop. Besides, she was getting to like the taste of his prick. It
made her flesh tingle with excitement. Her hands could feel the surging of her
Daddy’s passion along his mighty shaft and it made her feel very important to
excite him this way!

"God, that's so good!" Henry sighed as he watched
and felt his darling young girl lick his cock while she held it tightly in her
small hands. He loved the way she pursed her cute young lips to plant a kiss on
the swollen head each time she licked the length of his straining shaft.

"Am I doing it right?" Barbie asked.

"Yes Sweetheart, yes!" Henry gasped. "Now
lick my balls, honey."

When his beautiful young daughter dropped her cute mouth to
his sperm filled sacs, Henry had to grit his teeth to keep from prematurely
unloading his hot cum. The head of his prick buried itself in Barbie’s golden
blonde hair, and the shaft was pressed against her cheek as she brought her
lips to his tight and swollen balls. He groaned aloud when she began caressing
his testicles with her lips and tongue.

Barbie heart pounded in excitement as she began licking and
he began instinctively lifting to meet her. She could feel his juices bubbling
around beneath her probing tongue and this thrilled her. She also liked the
feeling of his throbbing shaft pressed against her cheek. She could tell that
her father was very excited from the way that his breathing had become a series
of pants. If she could excite her Daddy like this, she realized that he would
be very pleased that she was so mature.

"Now take it in your mouth, Barbie, and suck on
it!" Henry said forcing himself to hold out against this precious girl's
caresses.

"I...I don't know if I can, Daddy. It's...it's so
big!" she said.

"You can, honey," Henry reassured her. "Just
pretend you're licking an ice cream cone."

Then, he concentrated his mind on his daughter’s warm tongue
sliding around his aching prick.

"Yes! Oh, yes, Barb! That's it! Just open your mouth
wide and take it inside. Then move it in and out slowly until it explodes and
sends its load of heavy cream down your throat. Swallow that cream, Hon. Show
Daddy how much you love him - - like I love you, baby girl."

Barbie was scared now. She honestly didn't know if she could
do this. Bringing her lips to the very tip of her father’s thick organ, the
innocent young girl forced her jaws apart to open her mouth as much as she
could.

She held his straining prick in both hands as she slowly
began drawing the mushroom head between her lips. It was so thick for a thirteen
year old girl, and the youngster had to stretch open her jaws to accommodate
its girth. As his shaft entered her wet mouth, she suddenly began to feel
overwhelmed and panicky.

Sensing this Henry whispered, “Relax, Hon. Relax your mouth.
That’s it, good girl. Calm down baby girl, yeah like that, breathe through your
nose, nnnnnggggg, yeah, that’s it…”

Barbie started to calm when she found that she could breathe
through her nose; the gagging feeling abated.

Henry looked down in awe at the sight of his own daughter’s
mouth impaled on the head of his cock. He watched her lips compress as they
stretched around his thick prick. The touch of her velvet lips and the feel of
her warm mouth surrounding his aching prick made his muscles go taut!

"That's so good, Barb. Oh sweetheart, I love you so
much. I want to do so much with you. I want you to be my little lover." he
said reassuringly. "Ahhhhh, it’s good - - nnn, take it all the way into
your mouth, baby girl."

Barbie thought that the corners of her lips were going to
split! Her jaws ached and she wanted to tell him that she couldn't do it, but
when her Daddy told her that she was good, she wanted to show him, and herself,
that she was woman enough to do whatever he wanted.

 She took the glans
delicately into her mouth and sucked gently, her tongue washing over the head
of his cock as her little head bobbed up and down. He rested his hands lightly
on her head as he leaned back.

She drew the huge heart-shaped bulb at the end of his shaft
deeper into her mouth. The innocent young girl forced herself to breathe evenly
through her nose so that she wouldn't choke on the nearly six inches of
throbbing meat that so completely stuffed her young mouth.

Henry placed his free hand on the back of his daughter’s
head and pressed the thirteen-year-old girl's face forward as he inched his
hips toward her to shove his straining cock deeper and deeper into her
incredibly sexy mouth.

“That feels real good, baby. Don’t stop, suck Daddy’s cock,
that’s a good girl, that’s my little princess,” he sighed as she sucked and
sucked. And it was good – her beautiful little mouth sucking on his cock like a
big hot sweet lollypop, filling her mouth, her tiny teeth gently touching the
sides of his shaft as her little cheeks bulged with the size of his enormous
cock buried in her face.

“Come up here, baby, I want to taste you again,” he
whispered, reaching down to grasp her by the waist. He lifted her gently,
turning her body over his so that once again her mouth was on his cock but now
her tiny cunt was positioned over his face, her little thighs spread on his
face. His mind exploded again at that wondrous aroma. He was happily surprised
that now she was soaked.

Once again, he began to eagerly eat her pussy, wantonly eat
her, as she sucked his cock with all her little heart, both hands holding
tightly to the big shaft as his hips rose and fell to meet her hungry little
mouth.

Her pussy was amazingly wet now, her tiny clitoris peeping
out to meet his tongue, and he bit gently on it as she squeezed her legs over
his face. She groaned around his cock as he cupped the soft cheeks of her
little bottom and pulled her deep into his mouth. He grunted as he swallowed
her cunt-juice and felt her wet mouth on his thick cock at the same time.

He knew he was soon going to climax but before he did, he
wanted to taste his little daughter’s delicious orgasm once again. Lustfully, he
lashed her cunt with his tongue as he thrust his cock upward to meet her eager
mouth.

Suddenly high pitched whimpers were continuously coming from
the child’s enclosed mouth. Then, as he thrust his pursed lips within her
inflamed pussy lips, her body went rigid again, her thighs locked on his face
and he once again tasted the 13-year-old’s oozing cum as she had another
exciting orgasm.

At the same time Henry gave one last mighty upward thrust
deep into his daughter’s little throat, feeling her hands holding him as
tightly as she could.

Then they both were groaning as his thick white cum exploded
in her mouth, filling her mouth to overflowing, dribbling down her chin and
running down his cock, over her hands and onto his belly.

“Swallow everything, baby, swallow my cum, that’s my baby,
swallow Daddy’s cum,” he urged.

Father and daughter enjoyed each other. As he continued to
swallow her sweet juices, Barbie swallowed all his cum and then licked his
cock, his balls, his belly, clean with her soft tongue, saying all the while,
“I love you, Daddy, I love you, I love you.”

Finally they were sated.

Even though his wife was asleep in the next room, Henry
cradled his daughter in his arms for the rest of the night.

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be
14 or so. Their bodies were still developing by then, with breasts that were
enough to take into the mouth and be a handful, yet not too overwhelming, and
even if the girl was still a virgin, by that age the childishness was gone, yet
the innocence was still there.

He first joined up in 1995. By 1998, when he was due to be
discharged, he made the decision to be a career man. For most of the next eight
years, he was stationed in a foreign land. After Bosnia,
there was a year in the US
before being sent to Korea.
Then it was back to Europe and two tours in Iraq.
By then he was disillusioned with the Army. The only good thing for Wayne
during most those years, was the availability of young twiff.

He still had three months remaining on his latest enlistment
when he decided to quit and join civilian life. His sister Judy was delighted
when he told her the news, and she and her husband Carl offered Wayne
a room in their house until he was able to establish some new roots. The
convenience of the whole thing made it a no-brainer for Wayne.
Not only were they allowing him to move in, but they also were willing to
convert their two-car garage into a two-room set-up for him, saying they never
used it anyway. The most attractive thing of all was that they weren’t going to
charge him any rent unless he found a job and decided to stay; and there wasn’t
any rush for him to find a job.

By the time he was discharged, the conversion was complete.
It was a nice little set up, with a bedroom and a little living room. It
allowed Wayne to have the privacy
that he wanted, too.

After he moved in with his sister and her family, they all
fell into a routine, where Wayne spent some time with them at dinner and
sometimes afterward, but then would retire to his own ‘apartment’ if he didn’t
have other plans.

There were more than a few reasons that Wayne and his niece
Cheryl ended up involved in an incestuous relationship. Of course, there was
his penchant for younger girls and when he first moved in with his sister and
her family, Cheryl was only 13 (“I’m almost 13 and a-half,” she declared). The
fact that he had only seen her a few times over the years when she was younger
seemed to take away the sense of closeness that makes up a family, and to
Wayne, she was a girl first; she almost didn’t seem like a niece because he
hardly knew her.

Further, the young girl was at that age of being
impressionable, curious, and always fantasizing about love. That her uncle was
only 32 and a hunk made her vulnerable because of how she perceived herself as
‘not a child’. That he took notice of her, almost from the moment that he
stepped into the house, was noticed by the girl.

It was probably inevitable that once Wayne
detected that young Cheryl liked his attention, he often looked at her in ways
that were intended for her to notice. Of course, he made sure that Carl and
Judy weren’t around when he blatantly ogled his little niece, but he always
made sure that Cheryl niece noticed him doing so.

Cheryl couldn’t help but to develop a crush on her ‘favorite
uncle’. Soon after he started looking at her body, she started to feel flashes
of heat if she caught him looking at a ‘girl part’ of her body. What with her
in school all day, and her parents being home afterward, she and her uncle
weren’t alone in a room that often. Yet when they were, she frequently saw her
Uncle Wayne’s eyes looking at her small boobs, or her butt, and sometimes even
up between her legs, if she was sitting with a skirt up past her knees. She
couldn’t count the times that she turned pink from seeing him look down her
blouse or between her legs, maybe even seeing her panties. It got so exciting
at times, that the young girl found herself becoming wet ‘down there’. It was
only a matter of time before her instincts finally led her to masturbation;
fantasizing that her hand was her uncle’s as she rubbed her aroused pussy.

Soon, eyes met eyes, and before long, Cheryl was flirting
with him, accidentally-on-purpose showing those girl areas where she knew her
uncle couldn’t stop himself from looking. There was no doubt that although she
was only 13, Cheryl was an instinctive female. She had all of the tools to
attract; smiles, eyes, and body movements; and didn’t hesitate to use them on
her uncle.

Although Judy and Carl were home almost all the time on
weekends, Wayne found that if he stayed in his ‘apartment’ to watch TV, rather
than join them, that Cheryl always seemed to find a way to make an excuse to
spend some time with him. At first, Judy forbid her daughter from bothering
Wayne, but when he said that she was no bother, the mini visits were allowed.
To be sure, Wayne usually shooed
the youngster within a half-hour, lest her parents become suspicious or even
worse; that he’d get so mentally involved that he’d lose control with the girl.
However, he did everything in his power to show his niece his interest in her,
wanting her to feel that he secretly loved her. He suspected that would be a
key if he were ever to take advantage of the girl.

Wayne had come
up with a scheme to assist in the seduction of his little niece, but because of
the dangers, he hesitated implementing it. Each time there was a further
flirtation on either his part or Cheryl’s part, it encouraged him. Finally, one
Saturday, he decided to put the plan into action.

He purposely brought up a ‘gallery’ of pictures on his
computer screen of a beautiful young girl in various shots with an older man.
In some shots, the girl was sucking the man’s gooey cock and in a few others,
he was fucking her. It was one of the best series he’d ever found on the
Internet, being especially exciting because the girl in the pictures actually
looked very young, she was extremely pretty, and in each scene the look of
pleasure displayed on her face was awesome.

Once that gallery of pictures was on his computer screen, he
simply went about his business, reading a book with the TV on. After fifteen
minutes of the computer being idle, the screensaver came on the screen,
camouflaging the sex pictures. All that would be needed to bring the pictures
back onto the screen was a touch of the mouse.

Because his little niece usually came into his room two or
three times every Saturday and Sunday, he kept an ear out, listening for her
footsteps.

It was shortly after 11 AM
when he heard Cheryl’s steps approaching. Hurriedly, he got up and then moved
to the computer seat. As soon as he sat down, his hand flicked the mouse and
the gallery was back in view. He had been hoping that she wouldn’t knock, which
often happened, and happily, he heard the door open without her doing so.

Acting as if he didn’t hear her, Wayne
stared intently at the screen. It was then that he realized that his cock was
hard and throbbing in his pants and his excitement had him all but trembling.
With his back to the door, he was seemingly intent looking at the screen in
front of him. He heard Cheryl behind him but acted as if he didn’t. Then he
detected that she sucked in her breath and suddenly there wasn’t a sound behind
him. His niece had froze on the spot and obviously was looking at each picture.

Finally, she let out her breath, and almost as if she was
afraid that her uncle would hear that and think that she was spying, she
managed to whisper, “U-uncle Wayne?”

Wayne turned
around with his seat, not immediately hiding the gallery. Cheryl’s eyes were
racing from the computer screen to him. Her face was flushed, as she obviously
understood what was happening with the girl in the pictures.

After staring into his niece’s eyes for about 15 seconds, Wayne
suddenly acted as if her presence was a surprise and he spun back around and
closed down the pictures.

“I, er, I …” He fumbled for words as he then he turned back
to his niece. This time when he faced her, he purposely allowed his eyes to
look at her chest and then bore into her crotch, before once more looking up to
her face. Her light blonde hair fell straight to just between her shoulder
blades and her beautiful unblemished face, with bright blue eyes and full,
sensuous red lips, was angelic. He estimated that she was about 5 feet tall and
not over a hundred pounds, and it was in all the right places, from those
perfect legs to the gently flaring hips and firm, tight, round bubble butt ass,
to her narrow waist, which led to her budding orange-sized breasts. Almost 14,
Cheryl was just coming into her sexuality.

Her face was scarlet and her eyes had a strange wildness to
them. It was at that moment that Wayne
knew for sure that he was eventually going to be fucking his little niece. He
wasn’t sure if she even knew she wanted it, but that look on her face told him
the whole story. His little niece was aroused!

“I’m sorry, Cher. I, er, didn’t hear
you come in.”

Cheryl had never felt so flushed in her life. She had seen
the look on her uncle’s face as he looked at his computer with those sex
pictures. She knew enough to know what was happening in each picture. At the
same time, it was almost as if a light bulb went off in her head. Even though
she had been teasing her uncle by letting him look at her and trying to entice
him, the 13-year-old never really grasped things. Now, upon seeing her uncle’s
attention captured by ‘fucking’ pictures, Cheryl suddenly realized that he too
must be doing things to get some relief. Did he…? Yeah he had to, just like
her. She swiftly grasped the implications that her uncle must masturbate. She
also was keenly aware then that he never seemed to go out on dates and knowing
what grow-ups did, Cheryl recognized that he had to be extremely horny.

In her fantasy world, she rationalized that he was being
faithful to HER.

At that point, she was shaking so much that she simply
muttered, “I’ll er see you later…” and rushed to her room, where she eagerly
relieved those feelings.

After that, Wayne
waited to see if anything was said. He knew that if Cheryl told her mom, Judy
would ask him what had happened, at the very least. When, after a couple of
days, his sister never said anything, Wayne
knew that his young niece had kept it to herself. Indeed, Cheryl’s flirting
seemed to increase from that moment forward.

Wayne had no way
of knowing that sleep dreams and real time fantasies began for real after that
for Cheryl. Often her mind’s eye saw that young naked girl who was in those
pictures. She also would remember the cock from those pictures and soon her
mind would think of her Uncle Wayne. All this often merged together with her
internal feelings.

In the next few weeks, the looks that passed between uncle
and niece were almost real communication. The flirtations and looks continued
during the week and even increased in intensity.

On the weekends, they both became bolder. When she came to
his room, Cheryl now would sit right next to her uncle, even sitting on his lap
a few times; offering up her cheek for a kiss, her lips for a peck, and
allowing that to last longer than should be allowed between them. Wayne
was now purposely breathing on her neck; occasionally giving her neck little
kisses whenever she sat on his lap. On a few occasions, when she sat alongside
him, he put his hand on her knee and very slightly rubbed her thigh.

It was a month after he had displayed those pics on the
screen for his niece to see, that Wayne
unexpectedly found himself alone with the youngster. Earlier in the week, his
brother-in-law was offered two free tickets to the Vikings playoff game. Being
a huge fan, Carl was thrilled. He wanted to take Judy, but they needed someone
to look after Cheryl. Because it was an early Saturday game and they were 300
miles away, they wanted to leave on Friday night, after taking off early from
work.

They asked Wayne
if he would mind watching over his niece and it was all he could do to contain
his excitement. What was really dangerous was how Cheryl was acting after
hearing the news. If Carl and Judy weren’t themselves so excited, they just
might have noticed the hidden excitement bubbling beneath the surface between
their daughter and Wayne.

As Friday approached, Wayne
did a lot of thinking. Even after everything that had happened since he’d moved
in, he wasn’t completely sure of if his little niece would really be willing.
Many she was simply a tease. As much as he wanted to bury his prick into the youngster,
he warned himself to go slow, don’t take it for granted that it’s a sure thing.
Obviously, he couldn’t force himself on her. Cheryl would have to be willing.
He was almost 100% sure that she would be, but he had to be cautious.

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On Friday, when Cheryl came home from school, her mom and
dad were getting ready to leave. About 4 o’clock,
Wayne came home from his job hunt.
He spoke a bit with Carl and Judy, encouraging them to have a good time and not
worry about Cheryl and then headed to his ‘apartment’; after telling the
youngster to do her homework and that he’d be taking her out to Mickey D’s for
dinner.

As parents typically do, Carl and Judy gave their daughter
instructions to be good, obey her Uncle Wayne, make sure she does her homework
and don’t mess the house. Telling the youngster they’d see her Sunday, they
were on their way after the hugs and kisses ritual.

It was about 20 minutes later that there was a knock on his
door. Wayne smiled.

“Yeah babe - - come on in, toots,” he called out from his
seat on the couch.

Cheryl opened the door and paused. It was that pause that
caused him to take notice. His little niece didn’t do anything fancy or
obvious, but still, she had managed to somehow make herself more grown-up
looking. Maybe it was the skirt and blouse combo, or maybe it was the hint of
makeup, he couldn’t tell.

Once she saw that she had gotten his attention she walked
into the room. For all his fantasizing and looking, until now, Wayne still
hadn’t been sure that he could go through with fucking a girl barely a teen;
especially his own flesh and blood. Overseas, things were different. Here in
the states it was far more dangerous. Although he had planned on doing so, he
was never fully convinced that he would be able to ignore the dangers.

Now, looking at her gorgeous blushing face and fine young
body, he knew for sure. His mind was made up. He was going to do it. He was
going to fuck this gorgeous young teen and make her scream in pleasure. He
wanted to feel her tight cunt squeezing his cock for all it was worth. He was
almost positive that she was a virgin; she certainly acted like it. Still, it
was hard to tell these days, even for a girl so young.

“Maybe we don’t have to go to McDonald’s yet?” she said,
demurely.

He looked intently at his 13-year-old niece and saw that
look that he was becoming familiar with, the one that he figured she must have
practiced before her mirror, in which her face loses that innocence and is
suddenly mysterious and come-hither. Wayne
suddenly realized that his little niece had even snuck a blush of light pink
lipstick, for his benefit, he was sure. That added to that grown-up look that
he had taken notice of.

His eyes ran over her little body, paying particular
attention to her little boobs which seemed more prominent that usual.

“Aren’t you hungry?” he asked innocently, hoping that the
youngster would make the initial approach so that he couldn’t be mistaken that
she was a willing participant. Still that was probably too much to hope for, as
she was so young.

Cheryl took a tentative step toward him. The youngster
couldn’t keep her excited body from shivering now. This was something that she
had been fantasizing about happening and now that the day was here, she wasn’t
so sure that her uncle really wanted to be more than just her uncle. He wasn’t
saying anything to encourage her, and she wanted so badly to find out what he
really thought.

“N-no, not yet,” she spoke softly as she took some more
steps until she was in front of the couch, looking down at him. She put one
hand on his shoulder and the other on his chest. At the same time, she bent
forward, until her face was near his ear, her body leaning over his seated
form.

“I was thinking...” she said, almost in a whisper. “I – I er
was thinking maybe I could - er - look at pictures on your computer with you,
maybe…?

Wayne’s cock
hardened in his pants at his niece’s closeness and the 13-year-old’s obvious
attempt to get him involved. This was the first time she had ever spoken of
what she had seen that day on his computer screen.

Little Cheryl was surprised to see how tense her uncle was.
Maybe she had guessed wrong in thinking that he would be willing to do things
with her if her parents weren’t home? Maybe he was even now thinking of how
wrong this was. Yet she knew that his breathing had become harder. She had to
push on so that he didn’t think of her as a child. She needed to get him to
touch her or kiss her or both.

Wayne was
fighting all his urges. His cock was throbbing in his pants and he wanted so
badly to reach out and grab his little niece, yet as she continued trying to
make a move on him (he smiled at the thought) he realized each move by her made
her all the more committed.

 “I er was er thinking
that maybe you could er teach me...other things,” she whispered as she rubbed
her cheek against his; the warmth from his face was thrilling her.

Cheryl lowered her face until it rested against her uncle’s
neck, her lips pressing against his flesh, the smell of him intoxicating her.
The 13-year-old was trembling uncontrollably now - - she had done it, she said
it all. She waited, fearfully, excitedly, for him to react, not really knowing
what she wanted him to do.

Wayne was as
excited as he’d ever been. Dazzling sensations erupted throughout his body as
his little niece’s soft, full lips pressed against his neck, her hot breath
teasing his nerves, making his cock try to grow more than it was able, thus
hurting him. His hands were sweaty. He took a deep breath, and moved his hands
slowly to her hips, struggling for control. Then he drew his hands away, amazed
at the excitement this young teen was showing toward him. Then he raised his
hands to her head and moved so that he was holding her frightened, excited face
between them. He looked into the youngster’s nervous eyes, her face just inches
from his, her upper lip quivering. He could feel the trembling in his niece’s
young body and see the excited confusion in her clear, beautiful blue eyes.

He answered her by pulling her face toward him and softly
kissing the youngster on her lips.

A soft mewling noise came from Cheryl’s throat as her
uncle’s lips met hers, sending increased shivers throughout her body. Her mind
was overwhelmed by the sensations swirling through her, from head to foot. When
his lips pressed harder against hers, her mouth opened instinctively, but
amateurishly. Feeling her uncle’s tongue in her mouth, her excited little body
began shaking uncontrollably as electric pleasures raced through her being.

As their mouths explored one another, the youngster’s hands
rested on his shoulders to keep her weak knees from letting her fall. Slowly,
she seemed to melt onto his lap, her legs straddling his, her breath coming
hard from her nostrils as unbelievable sensations burst throughout her young
body.

Wane hugged her small, hot body against his, his mind jumping
about furiously. As his tongue searched her mouth, his little niece squirmed in
his lap, her groin rubbing against his hard cock through his jeans, driving his
lust higher. Cheryl was intermittingly moaning, though she probably wasn’t even
aware that she was doing so.

Wayne regained a
bit of control of his actions and, with some effort he broke their kiss,
sliding his face around to the youngster’s goose-bumped neck, laying kisses
along the tender white flesh, loving the way little Cheryl quivered in his
arms. The 13-year-old girl was holding herself tight against him now, her
breath coming in tiny gasps of pleasure as he sucked at her neck, his hands
moving to pull her blouse from her skirt.

Feeling her uncle’s fingers pulling her blouse from inside
her skirt, Cheryl clamped her eyes shut; the excitement she was feeling
couldn’t be described.

Wayne tentatively moved his hands beneath the blouse and
onto the warm flesh of his little niece’s belly, then pausing there, waiting to
see if the 13-year-old was going to object or if she seemed to want more. She
had to know what he was going to do next.

At his touch on her bare skin, Cheryl caught her breath, and
when she squirmed excitedly, he started to move his hands again, up along the
hot flesh of her sides and all about her quivering stomach.

Her uncle’s mouth on her neck and his hands on her smooth
flesh were driving her crazy. She never imagined she could feel like this.
Every nerve in her body seemed to tingle as he caressed her back and sides.

Anticipation ran through the 13-year-old girl’s body as her
uncle’s hands began running over her bra, purposely moving to the hook.
Cheryl’s whole being tightened, knowing he wanted to touch her boobs. Her heart
started to pound even harder in her chest as her uncle deftly released her bra.
The youngster knew that in a few seconds Uncle Wayne would be able to feel that
pounding heartbeat, because his hand was heading up to move over her breast.

She again clamped her eyes shut tightly as she felt her
nipples rubbing against his strong body; they felt so sensitive. Her mind was
asunder, the excitement was more than she could have ever anticipated. Uncle
Wayne wasn’t going to stop; they were going to go all the way! They were
lovers. They were going to have sex, and she shivered violently in pleasured
anticipation.

She unconsciously rolled her hips, pleasure arching from her
loins as she drove her yearning cunt against her uncle’s groin. It was an
unbelievable feeling. She was gently thrusting against him now, her hips
humping against his cock.

Wayne too was
wild with lust. He had never expected his little niece to be such a hot little
girl. Hungrily, he gripped her hair and brought his lips hard against hers
again, his tongue probing the hot cavity of her mouth, her lips soft and
slippery beneath his.

She was moaning into his mouth.

Cheryl was hot - - burning - - she mooched and squirmed as
her own uncle worked one hand between them where he then began to unbutton her
blouse. His hands lingered around her exciting little breasts as her chest rose
and fell with her panting.

Cheryl was as hot as any grown-up, and her instincts were
just as mature. As if she had been making out with guys all her life, she
instinctively shucked off the blouse when her uncle had finished unbuttoning
it, breaking their kiss long enough to let him pull her bra from her also.

By her actions, Wayne
would never have imagined that she was only 13-years-old. Wild-eyed, she looked
at him as he held her arms against her sides, her orange-sized breasts
thrusting proudly from her chest, her small pink nipples rock hard, pointing
straight at him. Her eyes followed his and as he gazed at her body, her face
flushed with lust.

‘God, she has gorgeous little breasts,’ Wayne told himself
as he gazed at the small round mounds sitting high on her narrow chest, seemingly
held up by magic. Her face, flushed and twisted by lust, had him to the point
of losing control.

Little Cheryl’s whole body was on fire. Her arms went around
his neck as he stared into her eyes, his dark eyes piercing her, making her
shudder with lust. He hugged her to his body and stood, lifting her easily, and
turned her to the couch, laying her down gently, and then lowering himself to a
kneeling position.

Wayne’s eyes
were full of wonder as he looked at his niece lying in wait to whatever he was
about to do. Naked from the waist up, she was a remarkable and exciting sight.

Cheryl watched him nervously, her body slightly trembling as
he slowly removed her sneakers and socks, dropping them to the floor. “I love
you Uncle Wayne,” she whispered, innocently.

Enthralled with his niece, he moved up. Leaning over, he
reached his left hand under her head and began kissing her deeply. She
responded eagerly, her hands gripping his head. On his knees beside the couch,
he ran his right hand over her prone form, loving the way the 13-year-old
gasped when his fingers began brushing against her nipples.

Cheryl squirmed uncontrollably on the couch, her youthful
body overcome with sensations. Each brush against her breasts was maddening,
but she wanted more. Her cunt was inflamed and she found herself humping her
hips up and around, clenching her thighs to send exquisite pleasure through her
body.

The pause had given the youngster time to realize just how
out of control she was. “Oh wow,” she mumbled, pulling her lips from Uncle
Wayne’s as his hand now brushed against her inner thigh. Her eyes were
wide-eyed and wild as she shuddered violently. The first orgasm of her young
life was causing her body to tremor. Sweat popped out on her naked skin,
glistening beneath the light of the lamp. She was moaning and thrusting her
hips toward her uncle’s hand, which now cupped her sex in a caressing grip over
her wet panties as she orgasmed again.

Wayne’s eyes
widened in surprise as he watched his 13-year-old niece’s body tremble beneath
his touch. One orgasm rolled through her body and quickly seemed to be joined
by another. She was too good to be true, with her firm young flesh hot under
his hand, her hot little pussy grasping and humping in lust.

It was time.

Wayne gently
took her right leg, bent it at the knee and drew it out wider and he shifted
himself until he was between her legs and she lay in wait on the couch,
watching him nervously.

Cheryl was only half-aware of what was happening as her
uncle twisted her about. She was still in a sort of stupor from the afterglow
of pleasure. Her head lolled to the side, her eyes were closed. She would have
never believed it possible to feel so good, so intense. There was going to be
more, she knew, which would be even better.

“You know I love you too, baby doll, right?”

The youngster opened her eyes and smiled. She’d known that,
but this was the first time that Uncle Wayne was telling her.

“I know,” she told him, her mind swimming in wonder.

“You know I want us to be man and woman,” he said softly,
assuming that those words would tell her what was about to happen, yet not
scare her. “Like husbands and wives do. Like you saw in those pictures…”

She looked down to him and nodded again. The look of fear on
her face assured Wayne that his
little niece knew what he was about to do to her.

He reached his hands to her waist, his eyes watching her.
When he moved his fingers about at the zipper and in the waistband, Cheryl
blinked rapidly. Assured that she knew what he was going to do, he quickly
pulled her skirt and panties from her body, leaving his 13-year-old niece
completely nude.

His mind ablaze, Wayne
now gazed down at her ripe young body, with her long, slender legs, her growing
breasts upon her heaving chest, and her sparsely blonde-furred mound with that
gorgeous pussy peeking out to tempt him. Wayne
wondered if European and Mid-Eastern girls were different from American girls.
Cheryl was the first 13-year-old whose cunt he’d seen that was almost bald.
Those foreigners all had heavy bushes at this age.

His little niece laid there, his for the taking. She opened
her eyes, looked up at him with anticipation glowing on her face, her legs
naturally parting wider as her small pink tongue ran over her lips.

He ran his hands down her thighs, feeling the firm, warm,
smooth flesh under his hands and lowered his head to her groin, his hot breath
striking her glistening mound as he brushed her labia with his lips, holding
her jerking thighs down as she moaned.

“What...ooooooh...Uncle Wayne,
what...mmm...are...mmm...ooo...you doinnnnnnggg?” the 13-year-old gasped
between moans, as his lips made her hips jerk against his hands.

Cheryl couldn’t believe that her uncle would actually put
his mouth on her down there, but now that he had, she couldn’t think of
anything nicer touching her there. The tingling in her body increased tenfold,
pleasure exploding across every nerve in her body, with her heated pussy as the
starting point. She could feel his tongue as it forced itself between her
labia, sending unbearable shocks of pleasure through her young body.

“Ahhhh ohmygod Uncle Wayne!” she moaned as his tongue
lightly brushed her swollen clit, her back arching. Frantically, she reached
down, her hands gripping his head in a viselike grip.

Cheryl’s whole body was trembling and jerking as her uncle
enclosed her clit with his lips, barely touching it with the tip of his tongue
as he purposely rolled it between the soft flesh of his lips. She moaned
continuously as small orgasms shook her virginal body, her pussy now oozing out
her juices.

Wayne could sense a big one building up inside the youngster
as her thighs began to shake violently with growing lust, her taut muscles
tensing and un-tensing, her fingers digging against his head.

“Oh gee oh gee gawwwd oh my godddd,” the youngster babbled
as every nerve in her body vibrated with pleasure. Her excitement continued
growing. Her cries and grunts were becoming louder and louder as she tossed her
head from side to side, her blond hair swinging wildly.

Feeling him start to move, she sensed that her uncle was
going to stop. She tried to hold him there, hold his lips and tongue where they
were doing such wonderful things to her, but in spite of her grip, he pulled
away.

“Please, Uncle Wayne,” she begged in her passion. “Don’t
stop. Please don’t stop.”

Cheryl was panting heavily now as she gazed at him through
lidded eyes. Then she knew what he was about to do; her heart skipped a beat
and then began pounding harder. Her angelic face was twisted in lust. She
watched as he undid his pants, her eyes widening as she saw his stiff manhood
reveal itself, jutting from his body like a spear. This was more beautiful, yet
more frightening than any picture that she’d seen on the computer.

Wayne felt like
he was about to burst. Cheryl’s erotic moaning, pleading, and shaking had been
driving him crazy as he was lapping her baby pussy. His niece was as hot as any
young girl he’d ever had. He was going to pound his little niece as hard as he
could, even if she wasn’t ready for it. She stared at his cock as if she were
hypnotized. The look on the 13-year-old’s face was almost enough to make him
shoot his load right there, but he controlled himself. When he came, he wanted it
to be inside that pussy, that sweet young pussy.

He knelt down and slid his arms under her knees. Then
rising, he folded his little niece’s body in half. Her virginal slip was gaping
lewdly beneath him as he positioned his cock against it, ready to take her,
ready to drive into her sweet cunt.

He leaned his face to her, cheek to cheek. “You want this,
don’t you, baby girl?” he whispered in her ear as she shook beneath him,
anticipation and fear filling her at this final step.

She nodded her head.

He was going to be the first to plunge his cock deep into
her belly.

“Oh, oh, oh, oh,” she cried repeatedly as Wayne
slowly pressed his cock into her virgin cunt. The youngster’s sex-charged body
shook as she felt her pussy forced open by his rock hard cock, pain fighting
with incredible pleasure through her 13-year-old body as he pushed more and
more of his flesh into her. Her head was whipping back and forth as he sunk
himself into her depths.

“Oh god OHH,” she whined, her body shaking violently in
reaction, the pain of her first fuck seeming to add to her growing sexual
frenzy.

Wayne gasped as
he began to push into her. My god, she was so slick, yet so tight it hurt to
push it in. Still, he couldn’t, wouldn’t stop.

He pushed it into her with more force. Burying his head into
the nape of her neck, he was breathing heavily. As pleasures began to overtake
him he began sucking violently on the youthful flesh of her neck, while beneath
him, his horny little niece shook and thrashed until he had totally skewered her
on his throbbing shaft. He held it there for a minute, luxuriating in the
tightest, hottest, wettest little girl he had ever had, her inflamed pussy
spasming violently as she jerked beneath him.

Cheryl would never have believed that anything could fill
her as much as her uncle's cock was doing. Â "Oooohh...it feels soooooo gooooood Uncle
Wayne...! " she moaned.

With his excitement rising, Wayne
ground his pelvis as hard as he could into the flesh of the wriggling 13-year-old
under his weight. At the same time, Cheryl pushed up hard, arching to meet his
thrusts, as a long, low moan issued continually from her parted lips.

“It’s gonna nnnggg get a lot better ooooonnngg sweetie…” he
groaned.

With his every thrust, Wayne
buried his prick as deeply as he could into the young teen’s
now-hungrily-clasping pussy. Cheryl opened and tightened her slender thighs
around him. The youngster’s mouth opened and her head tossed wildly from side
to side as she squirmed and writhed like a fish caught on a spear. Her uncle’s
long strokes continued to find their mark. He was fucking into her as though he
was fucking a grown-up woman.

“Aaaahhhh!” she moaned as he began slowly circling his hips,
driving deeper inside her young body, pressing against her cervix, making her
whole body flush and tremble with incredible pleasure.

It was too much - - yet it was not enough! Unbearable but
craving! She wanted it to go on forever - - yet she wanted it to end!

The youngster was beside herself with the strange pleasures
she was feeling. Nothing had ever felt this good before. She wanted to devour
him - - suck him in and eat him - - she wanted more and more and more. There
was no trace of guilt in her young body and mind. Nothing that felt this good
could be bad. Everything she had ever been taught about how sex was supposed to
be bad, had vanished from her mind.

The strange sensations she had previously felt in the pit of
her small belly were replaced by sensations of the anticipation of something
even more wonderful to come. Even though she did not know what it would be, she
knew she would like it...just as Uncle Wayne had told her. She trusted her
uncle completely now, and she felt very good to be having his penis engulfed
like this. There was nothing dirty about it at all.

Wayne was close,
so very close. He wildly thrust in and out of his little niece as the tip of
his cock continued to ground against her cervix. With a growl he shifted his
hands to her ankles and bore down on her, pulling his cock almost all the way
out of her cunt before slamming it back in, violently fucking the young teen,
brutally, mercilessly.

Cheryl gasped with each brutal thrust. “Aaaahh! Aaaah!
Aaaaah!” Her whole groin was on fire with pleasure and pain. Her head was
thrown back over the back of the couch. Her body was possessed by an unbearable
passion.

The 13-year-old was moaning unceasingly now, her hips
grinding up at her uncle in wild undulations. She was afire with sex...and the
fire was fed on the mounting sensations within her, obliterating all thoughts
except those of sensual ecstasy!

Her hands clawed convulsively at his shoulders as he fucked
her, her nerves tingling with pleasure, her body humming louder and louder with
pleasure until she felt him drive hard into her cunt.

“Oh wow Uncle Wayne, it’s so good. This is ahh you’re ahhh
oh GAWDDDDD,” she cried. His cock was spasming in her cunt channel, and she
knew he was making a baby inside her, filling her with his stuff, and she screamed
out in ecstasy. Her youthful body was quaking, jerking, and humping, as red
explosions flashed before her eyes. Her vision went dim and her heart seemed to
stop as ecstasy rolled through her body.

He held on as he came, his face a grimace of pleasure as he
filled her newly fucked cunt with his sperm, feeling his hot little niece go
wild beneath him as she screamed out her own orgasm. He held her tight as his
cock pumped again and again in an incredible orgasm, joining her body to his,
possessing her, pressing her face against his chest, feeling her warmth against
his.

Finally, it seemed to stop, his grip on her relaxed.

Cheryl moaned in satiation as her uncle pulled his cock from
her cunt and slumped down beside her, letting her legs fall to the couch. He
was stroking her hair, and she gazed at him, her eyes sparkling. She snuggled
up against him, her body still suffused with pleasure, to feel his warmth.

“Did you like it?” he asked.

“Um hmm, yeah. Oh yes, Uncle Wayne.”

“We’ll do it a lot more, sweetie.”

She smiled, happily. “I love you, Uncle Wayne.”

It was a minute or so later, when he thought to add, “Just
remember to tell me once you have your first period, so we can get protected.”

“But I thought you knew that I had it a couple of weeks
ago…”

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3">And as wonderful as he was, somewhere around the time that I
got my first period, his attentions even seemed to increase. Although there was
nothing amiss, his hugs just seemed a bit tighter, he seemed to look at me with
more intensity, and I just felt a bit like he was sometimes flirting with me;
silly as that sounds.

In fact, his attentions were enough for me to sometimes
secretly fantasize about my being his only real love. I’d long ago convinced
myself that my mom had a boyfriend, though to explain why would take
a-whole-nother story. To be honest, after I started touching myself for the
first time, I often imagined that it was Daddy’s hands instead of mine.

It was a month before my fourteenth birthday that my mom had
to go to California for a week
because her boss was sending her. She stayed home through the weekend and left
for the airport before I awoke on Monday morning.

Daddy had made arrangements to go to work a little later
than usual so that he could feed me breakfast and drive me to school.

After school, I was picked up by a friend’s mom and dropped
off at my house. As was usual, I did my homework then so that I could watch TV
later. When Daddy got home, he popped the meatloaf in the microwave and we ate
dinner together, and we talked about what we might do that coming Thursday and
Friday. There was a teacher’s conference and I didn’t have school those days
and he was taking those days as vacation days to be with me.

That night, it was a bit strange being alone in the house
with him, as my mom was almost always there with us. He sat on the couch while
I stayed in my usual chair. I don’t know if it was my imagination or what, but
it seemed as if he was looking at me a lot more than usual. I think he usually
did that when my mom wasn’t around, but this seemed even more so. I must admit
that, at one point, I thought that he was looking down where my ‘kitty’ would
be and I suddenly felt nervous and warm. However, his eyes quickly moved away
and I never noticed him looking there again.

“Time for bed, Hon,” he announced at 10 o’clock.

“Yeah, okay Daddy,” I agreed, stirring in the chair.

“Kissy kiss,” he requested.

I grinned as I arose and started toward him, again noticing
his eyes moving from my head to toe, and pausing at my little boobs. Then, as
his eyes moved back up my body, they paused once again at my ‘kitty’, before
slowly moving back up over my boobs, and then to my face. I felt my face flush,
so I’m pretty sure that it must have turned crimson.

As I started to bend to give him a nighttime peck, I
mentioned, “Strange not to have mom home, hanh?”

“Yeah, sweetie, it is. A bit lonely, hanh?”

Our lips met for the daddy-daughter kiss and I straightened
up. I nodded my agreement and said, “Night night, Dad.”

I turned and took a step when he added, “Night sweetie; and
if you feel too lonely, you’re welcome to stay in my bed if you want.”

I grinned, thinking it would be nice to be with him that
way. I’d slept in their bed a lot, but my mom had always been there. This would
almost like being husband and wife.

“Okay, thanks. I will,” I said, then I added, “Then you
won’t be lonely either, right?”

Daddy smiled and nodded as I headed out of the room. Over my
shoulder, I called, “I’ll be in your bed when you come up…I love you Daddy.”

“Love you too, toots,” he called.

I went up to my own room and took off my things down to my
panties. Usually I slept with no clothes on, because I didn’t like nightgowns
which always bunched up on me. Still, I knew that I couldn’t do that with
Daddy, so I went to my bureau drawer and pulled out a training bra, and put
that on to go with my panties. Then I hurried to my parents’ room, where I
hopped onto the bed and was asleep within five minutes.

As I started to awaken the next morning, I felt as if I
couldn’t move. Immediately alert, I quickly became aware of the surroundings,
realizing that it was my mom and dad’s bedroom. Just as fast, I remembered that
I was in their bed, and realized why I was feeling so confined. My father’s
body was plastered against mine, spoon like, as I lay facing away from him.

As my mind became aware of things, I suddenly froze,
realizing that Daddy’s hands were around me, one from beneath me, the other over
me, and they were actually cupping my little boobs through the thin material of
my trainer.

I could feel his body heat against mine, and I could
actually feel his manhood pressing against my pantied bottom. Listening to his
regular breathing, I realized that he was asleep, which calmed me down some. If
he had been awake, I would have been scared shitless. But now, as I concentrated
on the heat from his body against mine; his hands, and his manhood; the
situation to my young mind was a turn-on.

I could feel my nipples harden; and my ‘kitty’ started to
get a funny feeling and moisten. This was as close as I had ever been to a
boy’s privates. And this was my own father’s; something that I had actually
thought about a couple of times. I lay there concentrating on the feelings I
was getting; it was nice to actually concentrate on Daddy’s manhood pressing
against me and trying to imagine what it looked like.

I was actually starting to become aroused, so much so that I
slid a hand down to my ‘kitty’. At first, I just held myself there, but then I started
to rub over the panties. Just as I started really getting into it, the alarm
rang and Daddy woke up. Realizing he was awakening, I hurriedly pulled my hand
away and lay motionless, acting as if I were asleep.

Instead of immediately getting up, Daddy just lay where he
was. As I feigned sleep, he wasn’t moving. Still, I assumed by the change of
his breathing pattern that he was awake. Then I felt his manhood start to tighten
and I knew enough to know that it was growing. My heart was beating hard as I
concentrated, feeling his manhood as it pressed toward my body through his shorts.
He stayed pressed to me for no more than two minutes, and then he rolled away.

He got up to get dressed. I kept my eyes closed as I heard
him move around. A few times, I didn’t hear any movement, and I fantasized that
he was looking down at me. That thought seemed to please me. Then, as he was
about to leave the room, he called for me to get up and ready for school.

I took my shower, got into my jeans and blouse and headed to
the kitchen for my usual cereal, toast and juice. I swear that from then through
the time that Daddy dropped me off at school, his eyes were about my body and
face, more than ever in my life.

That night we went out for pizza and after we got home, I
watched TV while Daddy caught up with some work via his computer. I suppose
that I was kinda hoping he was going to keep paying so much attention to me;
and when he didn’t, I guess I was upset. In fact, he stayed at the computer for
the entire night, and I was so disappointed that I got up to go to bed at 9:30PM.

“Night Daddy,” I said as I came up to him as he sat at his
desk. He turned to accept my lips and instead of just a peck, his lips pressed
against mine and stayed, long enough for me to hear his nostrils intake
strongly and make me nervous a bit. I pulled away then, somewhat confused.

“Night Sweetie. Hope you’re gonna stay by me again?”

Just this little attention pleased me. I grinned. “If you
want me to, I will.”

“Mmmm hmmm! Of course I want you.”

Laying up in his bed, I wondered if he’d touch my boobs
again in his sleep. I hoped so…

*******

When I awoke the following morning, I didn’t need the
orientation of my location. I not only was immediately aware, but I quickly
concentrated on what was happening. Once again Daddy was still asleep and
spooned up close against me from behind. Once more he had a hand over the top
of my side, cupping a boob. And once more his other arm was under me; only this
time that hand wasn’t at my other boob, but instead it was at the lower front
of my panties, just touching against my ‘kitty’.

For some reason the heat from his body against my body felt
hotter than the day before. Feeling Daddy’s fingers actually touching my
‘kitty’ was wildly exciting. He was sound asleep but I was actually imagining
his finger was slightly rubbing me there, even though he wasn’t. I was suddenly
feeling more aroused than I had been the morning before. Yeah I knew no one was
allowed to touch me there, but if I was gentle maybe...?

I could feel my hips start to lift and shift from side to
side, hoping to make his fingers move in his sleep. I was really starting to
feel good as little electric-like sensations ricocheted between my legs and my
breasts. Something in me wanted more of the feelings. I guess I thought I could
do more without waking him and I first covered his one hand on my boob and
began to tighten and loosen his fingers about me, and then I moved my free hand
to his other hand. Holding gently at the back of it, I took a deep breath and
pushed it against my ‘kitty’. It felt so good and so naughty. I was now moaning
softly and bucking my pelvis toward his hand. I was doing something that I knew
to be very wrong, but I couldn’t stop myself.

Then, I felt Daddy’s fingers start to move...Ohmygod, he’s AWAKE! A flash of fear
went through me, yet I still couldn’t bring myself to stop; my hips never
stopped rotating and bucking at his fingers.

At the same time, I could now feel his rigid manhood as if
it had a nervous tic; it jumped as it pressed into my pantied butt, but I was
so wound up in my own feelings I wasn’t thinking about what was happening
there. As my mind seemed to explode and excitement overtook me, I felt Daddy’s
fingers move inside my panties - - and then I felt them move onto my naked
‘kitty’.

OH - - MY - - GOD!!! Daddy was rubbing me down there; while at
the same time he was now kissing me on my neck and ears. A new wave of confusion,
pleasure and excitement washed over me. I felt fear, but it was no match for
the ecstasy that was powering my body in total physical delight. Tingles of
wild sensations and exciting bursts of pleasure were now electrifying me
throughout my body, starting right where Daddy's fingers were rubbing. Then,
when I thought I couldn't take it anymore, my whole body shuttered. Wow! I
can’t describe how my body exploded or how the inside of my head became a sky
of swirling red clouds.

“AHHHHHHHH OH OH DAAAAAAA…!” I cried out loud, not being
able to hold it back. A blinding red light was flashing in my brain, and my
muscles were completely out of control. This was so much better than anything I
ever accomplished with my own finger.

As my excitement came to an end and my body began unwinding
back to normal, I didn’t even feel Daddy remove his hands from my body. We just
lay in the quiet of the room as my head came back to consciousness.

Suddenly, I stiffened and the full impact of what I’d done
began to dawn on me. Fear was my first reaction and it was accompanied by
shame. Not turning, I began to cry.

“Hey, hey, cut that out,” were the first words that Daddy
said. Placing a hand on my hip he added, “None of that, sweetie.”

Sobbing, I managed to murmur, “B-but-but - - oh Daddy, I’m…”

“Stop that,” he interrupted. To my surprise he didn’t sound
mad at all.

“But...” I started as my tears stopped.

“But nothing. You liked that. It made you feel good. It made
you happy. So why the tears?" Daddy said softly in my ear.

“But,” I began again, and then paused. If he wasn’t mad why
was I trying to make excuses? “It was naughty though.”

He laughed. “As long as no one knows you did that, then it
wasn’t wrong, was it? Do you remember that saying you asked about, if a tree
fell in a forest and no one heard it…?”

I giggled. Then, taking a breath, I asked, “Y-you’re not
gonna tell mom?”

“I’m not gonna tell and you’re not gonna squeal on yourself
or tell anyone either. For the rest of our life this will be our little secret.
You’re a growing woman, and sometimes growing women have urges. I suppose that
you just couldn’t control the one you had,” he said, and then he turned me
around and gazed down at me.

I was so grateful to my Dad for being so understanding; I
was also feeling so proud that he thought of me as a growing woman. Looking up
into his eyes, it seemed as if he too had a lot going on within him. Maybe it
was my female intuition, but I felt he was having grown-up feelings for me.

He then bent and our mouths met and, for the first time in
our lives, he gave me a real kiss. His mouth was actually open and covered
mine. My heart began racing again as I kissed him back. I felt something jump
at my hip and realized that it was Daddy’s manhood.

He withdrew his lips and whispered, “I love you little one.”

I had never felt so grown-up and close to him as I did at
that moment.

Then he broke the spell by saying, “Hey time to get up, you’ll
be late for school.”

When he moved to get out of bed I couldn’t help but notice
how that manhood stood out! And I’m not so naïve that I didn’t know that he was
hard and that if he was hard, it was because of me.

For the rest of the day I couldn’t concentrate in class. I
kept remembering what had happened. It was hard to believe what I’d done and it
was even harder to believe that my father hadn’t flipped out.

I remembered back to two years earlier, when I was in the 5th
grade, when special people came to the school and took out one of the girls in
the 8^th grade. For weeks and weeks we heard lots of stories, and
from what I was told was the absolute truth, was that she and her father were
doing sex things. I never found out for sure what happened to her but a lot of
the other kids said that both the girl and her father were put away. I hoped
that no one ever found out what I had done. Still, I couldn’t help the feelings
I kept getting every time I remembered. In fact, most of the day my panties were
damp and I know that was caused by each time I got excited remembering.

That night at home was pleasantly uncomfortable. Neither
Daddy nor I mentioned what I had done that morning, but it was clear just from
the atmosphere between us that it was on both of our minds. It was also obvious
by the way Daddy was paying attention to me. I mean, it was like he was
fighting to keep his eyes from looking at my chest and butt and between my legs
and stuff.

Then it was, “Time for bed, sweetie.”

“Okay Dad.” I arose, and walked over to where he was sitting
on the couch.

“You staying in my bed again?” he softly asked.

I had been nervous, not knowing if he’d ever let me there
again. “C-can I?”

As I bent to give him his good night kiss, he whispered,
“There’s nothing I want more, sweetie.” There was something about the way he
said it and the way he looked into my eyes that made my body radiate heat and
flush. Then my mind went on high alert when he added, “I’ll be up in a minute
or two.” On the other nights, he didn’t come up until after I had gone to
sleep.

Upstairs, I went to my room and undressed. Something inside
me seemed to be making me act as I’d never before acted. Once I was stripped to
my panties, I was about to put on the training bra, when the naughty impulse
popped into my head. I decided to leave myself bare up top. Then I rushed into
my parents’ room, hopped up onto their bed, and covered myself. Not knowing if Daddy
was really coming right up or had just used an expression, I left the lamp light
on.

Minutes went by and all the while I couldn’t shake the
strange feelings of anticipation, thinking that maybe I could get him to touch
me there again. After all, he hadn’t gotten mad at me, and even gotten hard,
meaning, I think, that he didn’t mind doing that to me; maybe he liked making
me happy. Then I realized that I was damp down there again, as had happened so
many times that day!

Suddenly, I heard steps and knew that he was coming
upstairs. He stopped in the bathroom and I waited. I found that my heart seemed
to be racing. Hearing the water running through the pipes, I knew that he was
on the way to the bedroom. I then I heard the door open. I was on my left side
with my back to his side of the bed so he couldn’t see if my forced shut eyes
were fluttering or not. Lying on my parents’ bed, in just my panties, my heart
was actually beating hard again as I wondered what he would think when he saw
my naked back.

Then I felt the cover being lifted and I swear I heard Daddy
catch his breath. For a long time, the cover stayed raised. He had left the
light on and he had to be looking at me!

Then he whispered, “My god baby girl, you look so pretty in
those panties." My mind raced. Did Daddy know I was awake or was he just talking
to himself, thinking I was asleep?

Then he dropped the cover and spooned himself behind me. My
heart was pounding in my chest. In the back of my mind somewhere, something
said RUN, but I wasn't listening.

I lay there facing away from Daddy. Inside my head I was
fighting with myself. Half of me wanted to run away, the other half wanted to
feel Daddy's fingers rubbing me, first through my panties and then under them,
just like this morning.

I felt him push his hand to get beneath my body at chest
level. Without trying to be obvious, I ever so gently shifted up, allowing his
hand to squeeze through without too much of a problem. My excitement was
building by the minute. Once his arm had slid all the way under my body, I then
felt his hot hand as he cupped my little boob. I ‘mmmmed’ and Daddy pushed his
body against me from behind, tightening himself closer to me.

“You like me touching you, little one, don’t you?” he
whispered and at the same time, I felt Daddy’s his other arm slide over my
side, landing on my tummy, which was quivering.

Daddy knew I was awake!

“Y-yes Daddy...” I answered nervously as I felt his fingers
moving lower; I didn’t have to lead him! I was so excited that Daddy was going
to touch me there.

“Daddy liked touching you sweetie,” he whispered, as his
hand now moved all the way down and cupped my ‘kitty’. At the touch from his
palm over my panty covered privates, I groaned; wild feelings were immediately
starting within me.

“Oh god Daddy, I-I liked it, too - - so much…”

“I know baby girl,” he whispered again, this time kissing my
neck as his hands once again began to excite me. “My little girl’s cunt gets so
excited, hanh?”

OHMYGOD! Daddy had used a word I knew about from school. It
was so bad, but it was exciting to hear him use it.

“Yes Daddy, yes.”

His hand was rubbing over the outer crotch of my panties,
and the feelings were sooooo good. I reached down with one hand to cover his,
urging him to continue with more intensity.

“I loved seeing you get that way and having an orgasm - -
cumming - - you looked so beautiful in your lust, little one. I want to put my
finger in your hot little cunt again, Lynn
girl...I want to touch you, not your panties...is that all right?”

Wow, Daddy was talking to me like a grown-up. I groaned
again as he began licking and nipping at my ear. He was purposely trying to get
me excited. I loved him so much!

“Oh god yes Daddy,” I assured him, "Your fingers right
against my ‘kitty’ drove me crazy."

“Against your cunt, baby girl,” he whispered as if he was
correcting me. “Daddy’s hot cunt. Our little secret, sweetie - our little
secret.”

Daddy hadn't turned the light off, and I looked down to
watch as his fingers gently rubbed around my outer lips through my panties. I
could also feel my flower opening, giving Daddy's fingers better access to my
‘kitty’.

“Oooooo, Daddy.” I was now feeling the same sensations that
I had experienced in the morning. “That feels good," I moaned as my body
instinctively responded. As he rubbed me, Daddy continued to kiss the back of
my neck and nibble on my ear. The sensations going through me were so
fantastic; every square inch of my body tingled.

It took me a few seconds to realize that my father had
pulled his arm out from under me and then withdrew his diddling hand. I felt
him shifting about in a strange move, somewhat bending momentarily. I was
afraid that he was going to stop. I started to shift, but he had one hand on my
shoulder so that I couldn’t turn over.

"Please don't
stop, Daddy! Make me feel like you did this morning," I softly pleaded.

Then he moved back against me and whispered hotly in my ear,
“My little girl’s cunt needs her Daddy?”

“Erm hmm, yeah oh yes, Daddy, pleeeeze,” I begged. Then his
arm was over me again and I was immediately rewarded with his hand over the
damp mound of my panties, rubbing that electric-button spot that caused me to
react so wildly. Almost as if I was afraid that he’d stop again, I reached down
with one hand at the bottom of my panties between my legs and pulled it up,
baring my ‘kitty’ for his fingers, while with my other hand, I grabbed Daddy’s
hand and eagerly brought it to my waiting pubic area.

“Oh wow Daddy, play with my kitty, please?”

I gasped as his finger pushed inside me. There wasn’t the
slightest hurting that there was supposed to be, although it was tight as it filled
me inside.

“Ahhhhhnn,” I groaned as my father’s entire finger slid all
the way in.

“My baby cunt likes to fuck my finger. You’re juicy inside
baby girl - - hear it?” His words, spoken softly but with excitement, added to my
excitement, while at the same time his finger continued to move in and out of
me down there. “Your cunt likes to be fucked. Your cherry is already gone
sweetie - - probably from riding the horse - - your little cunt needs something
- - it loves this, hanh?”

“Oh yes Daddy - - yes.”

“Daddy’s fucking you with his finger - - Push your panties
down baby girl. oh Hon, you smell so good. Here - - here - - here’s another
finger for my hot little girl.”

Somehow, I managed to squirm about enough to push my panties
down and off. I was only getting more and more excited between his fingers
moving in and out of me and his dirty words. I groaned as once again I felt
very tight down there.

“Ohmy, wow, oooo...”

“I know toots, your cunt likes fucking.” He was whispering
right against my ear. “That’s okay baby girl, enjoy this - - we won’t tell mom
on you…” By then my moans were coming louder, my hips were instinctively rotating,
and my pelvis bucking. I was barely thinking as he hissed, “My little girls
wants to be fucked like a big girl.”

Daddy rolled me over on my back. My chest was heaving and I
was hardly aware of what he was doing. As he rolled between my legs, I saw for
the first time that he had removed his underwear shorts. His entire body was
naked, as was mine. I looked down in amazement and awe. Sticking straight out
from between his legs was his penis; I knew what mommies and daddies did, and
with his thing so near to my ‘kitty’ my heart began pounding.

There was a real war going on in my head; ecstasy fighting
panic. Was Daddy going to put that in me? Would it hurt? Would it feel as good
as his fingers? Between moans and pants I could only plead what I knew was the
right thing to say.

“D-don’t Daddy. You shouldn’t.”

He lowered his face and pecked my lips with his. Our eyes
met as I felt our bodies touch down there. His manhood felt huge and scary.

“It’s okay, Lynn Hon. Your cunt wants this, you’ll see.
That’s why you have no cherry. Your little body has been preparing for this. It
wants to be fucked, sweetie,” he said hoarsely as he rotated his thing against
me down there.

“I-I’m scared, Daddy,” I pleaded.

Then I realized that all the while I was pleading with him,
my bottom was instinctively rotating and thrusting. Daddy said my body wanted
this and I knew that he was right. Using his right hand he guided the head of
his thing right against the entrance of my body. As he tried to push that thing
into me for the first time, I felt the pain.

“Ahhh no Daddy no! Please no, it h-hurts!” I could feel the
pressure of his big thing against the hole in my ‘kitty’. I was pounding on his
chest; he was too big! “Stop Daddy, please stop!” I cried, as I tried spreading
my legs further to ease the pain.

He was grunting as he continued pushing, trying to get it into
me. I beat on his chest and face with my fists. Then, with a groan of
frustration, he stopped. It wouldn't go in.

Daddy was panting fiercely. By then I was actually crying a
little. He leaned forward and kissed my lips in short pecks, whispering at my
mouth, “I’m sorry, baby girl, your cunt wants it but it wants to be loved a bit
more…”

Saying that, he slid his body downward; his mouth kissing,
his tongue licking, and his lips pecking all the way; over and about my little
boobs, my quivering tummy, and my sensitive belly button. Before I had time to
protest, pleasure was again building within me and, as Daddy’s hand once again
found my ‘kitty’, I suddenly realized that he was going to put his mouth to my
privates. I should have been disgusted, but instead, my excitement was sky high
again.

Daddy continued to slide down until his tongue was lapping
at my inner lips.

“Ahhhhhhh,” I cried in pleasure.

Thinking that he was not going to try putting his thing in
me anymore, I allowed the pleasures to overtake my entire being again. Daddy
was moaning and his mouth was doing fantastic things down there. I was once
more writhing about, pushing my ‘kitty’ to his mouth. I could feel his tongue
lapping and licking, his mouth sucking gently. The feelings that were going
through my young frame were mind-boggling. All through this, my hips had never
stopped rotating and my pelvis continued thrusting up to appreciate his
wonderful mouth and probing finger.

“Oh Daddy Daddy Daddy,” I groaned as the pleasures began to
multiply within me. Once more my little body was acting as if it had a mind of
its own, moving about wantonly in search of that delicious explosion. With
Daddy licking my whole pubic area, paying special attention to my little electric-button,
I was quickly approaching that ultimate feeling. My lower torso was shifting
and bucking. I could actually feel that my ‘kitty’ was being laved in a mixture
of his saliva and my juices.

I was delirious. As I started to buck wildly, Daddy pulled
back. I was about to become frantic but he then kissed me there again and
licked, only not with the same intensity as he had been doing, not all the way,
just slowed down.

Suddenly, I was becoming a bit frantic. "No Daddy,
please - - don't stop now, don’t - more – more – more," I cried.

Then came a frustrating orgasm, great to have, but not what
had been building up, nor was it equal to the mind blower that I’d had in the
morning. Daddy had stopped just when I was nearing the top and that seemed to
leave me hanging. Instead of total pleasure, my insides felt as if something
was missing.

As I was still catching my breath, Daddy slid his naked body
back up over mine and once again positioned his pulsing thing at the entrance
to my ‘kitty’. It happened so quickly, I gasped when I felt the hot tip of his
manhood against me again. By now, my body seemed to know it wanted more. My
hips were involuntarily rotating with my butt raised off the mattress. As my
lower body danced its dance of sex, I again pleaded, “Don’t Daddy.”

“Baby wants to be fucked. Baby needs to be fucked,” he
whispered.

Looking up into his eyes, I knew that my father was
determined to get his thing inside me. His eyes were glazed over and the
muscles in his neck stood out, as he worked to squeeze his hard, hot, thing
into my tight little ‘kitty’.

I was so scared to have grown-up sex, yet my body was
clawing inside at me in need. It needed to have an explosion like this morning.
Daddy pushed with a firm hard pressure. It hurt again, but strangely it was my
own lower body that was pushing up to him and then pulling back; pushing, then withdrawing!
It was mymy arms that were encircled
around Daddy’s back; my nails that
were clutching to him. It was me that was
moaning!!! hips that were rotating
around;

Then his thing popped inside me. Looking down between our
bodies I couldn't see the mushroom shaped head anymore. Down between my legs I
had an exquisite stretching sensation. My
father was inside me! I just clutched his back, wondering where the terrible
pain was. It wasn’t there!

On Daddy's face, there was a look of wild pleasurable
excitement.

"I'm sorry Lynn,
Hon. Daddy can't stop. It’s so beautiful, you’re so tight. Daddy’s got to fuck
you baby girl," he announced, his reddened face dripping.

Daddy just kept pushing. I felt my insides being penetrated
and I tried to widen my legs around him, my body actually feeling a need to be
filled with my father’s flesh. In fact, it was my body that was doing the
writhing as if to encourage and accept that man thing. As I continued rolling
my hips and pushing my torso up, I felt his hardened flesh slipping deeper and
deeper into me. The stretched feeling was becoming more and more pleasurable in
spite of the almost unbearable tightness. Throbs of pleasure were exploding
between my legs.

Then I gasped at an inner feeling. I actually felt like he
hit the bottom inside me. Looking down I saw that there was still over half of
his length to go. Then, looking back at Daddy, he grinned lewdly.

For the first time, he thrust and I gasped. His thing was
pushing things aside in my ‘kitty’. “We’re gonna fuck, baby girl. Daddy’s gonna
make you feel good inside, Hon. But we gotta make some more room.”

He thrust again. This time the multi-colored flashes going
on behind my eyes weren't from pleasure. The pain was just barely bearable and
it felt as he was displacing my innards.

“Daddy stop; please,” I pleaded.

He ignored me, pulled back, and thrust into me again. The
pain was such that I tried to kick him off with my legs. What else could I do? I
was only 13-years-old; a little 5’1” 85 pound girl. Instead of beating him off,
my motions only seemed to help him drive deeper into my guts.

I looked down again and I could see what was left of his thing
disappearing into my tiny body. After the last of it entered me I had a chance
to look up at Daddy. His reddened face was covered by sweat as if he had been
working at some very hard physical work. His expression was one of pain, or
maybe that was what lust looked like. Then he gently lay his body down against
mine, and after his chest began to rub against my breasts, I again wrapped my
arms around his back, buried my face in his shoulder, and wept. He lay on me
very still.

As sobs shook my body, I felt his hands caress my neck and
ears. Daddy had his manhood buried in my depths and I actually liked it. I knew
then that this would only be our first time.

He lifted off me slightly and bent down to kiss my lips, and
then his tongue pressed between them. I felt confused but instinctively opened
my mouth to accept his deep kiss. I pushed my mouth back at his and soon we
were both moaning into each other’s mouth. Daddy was kissing me like a grown
up, and making love to me - - fucking me!!! My
own father was fucking me!

The tears dropping down my cheeks were subsiding. The pain,
between my legs and inside my body, was starting to fade; it was being replaced
by a very pleasurable overwhelming feeling. Within me I felt my inners were
overstuffed! My Daddy’s flesh was inside and I felt as if it was all the way up
to my inner rib cage.

The throbs of pleasure were now back, or maybe they had
never left. I started to swivel my hips, just slightly, experimentally. It
didn't hurt! In fact, it was starting to feel good. Daddy and I were fucking! As
my excited torso went into auto sex drive, my father lifted his pubic bone away
from my body, so that my increased motions could have the desired effect. The
now familiar pleasurable sensations were radiating throughout my body from
between my legs again. Daddy started to withdraw and I hungrily grabbed his
butt, pulling him back into me.

“Oh Lynn,"
he said, heatedly. "It feels so good being inside you!"

I smiled back, my face still wet with tears. “It feels better
to have you inside me, Daddy," I told him, and then my face screwed up, as
a stronger throb of pleasure coursed through my body.

With Daddy pumping his thing in and out of me, and my inside
reacting with wild explosions, I could feel that I was getting closer to
heaven. I excitedly continued to thrust and swivel my hips and just as I was
ready to explode in a burst of a million excited tingles, Daddy grabbed me and
rolled over so that he was on his back and I was lying on top. He held my butt
hard, forcing me to come down a little from my upward spiral.

I was going crazy, I no longer wanted to orgasm, I needed it.

“Let go, Daddy, let go," I groaned, "let me move -
- please…" I pleaded.

He grinned up at me and then his big hands released my ass
cheeks and my hips started to wiggle and pump again. I was finally on my way to
the explosion I craved. I was actually fucking my Daddy!

Then he reached up and drew my mouth down to his and as I
continued to ride him, Daddy kissed me with all the passion in the world.
Pulling his mouth from mine he moved it to my ear, where he then urgently
warned, "I'm ready to cum baby girl, and if I cum you could get pregnant."

As fear raced through my mind, I tried to slow my movements,
but the feelings driving me were too overwhelming; I couldn't stop.

“Please Daddy, don’t. Don’t do that cum in me!" I
begged, unable to stop myself from fucking him. His hands were all over me,
rubbing my sides, stroking my back.

Daddy was acting as if he was trying his best to control
himself, yet give me as much pleasure as possible. He softly urged, “Lynn, Hon;
If you straighten up and lift off me, you will be safe. If you cum, I won't be
able to help myself. Lift up baby girl. You are on top, just lift off, Hon."

I knew he was right and I forced myself to straighten up so
I was squatting on him. Then I straightened my legs so just the tip was
touching my hole. There was agony on his face as he reached up to caress my
breasts and to pinch my hard little nipples.

The feeling of emptiness was overpowering. My insides
throbbed trying to milk the joyous presence that was no longer there. I was
churning within and wanted completion. I also didn’t care right then if Daddy
put a baby in me.

My mind and body gave in to my urges and I just dropped,
forcing my Daddy’s manhood back deep inside me. As I dropped down I felt his
hands leave my breasts and clamp on my hips forcing me down. He wanted it to
happen too! Twice more I tried to lift off him, and twice more I couldn't stand
the empty feeling and plunged back down his rod.

“I'm almost there, baby girl," he gasped, "Daddy’s
sperm will be flooding your body looking for your egg."

With that announcement and my continued fucking, Daddy then
turned us so I was again on my back and he was again lying between my legs - -
fucking me! I knew that I had my chance and had given it up. I knew now that Daddy
wasn't going to stop until he had planted his seed into my body.

It was more dangerous than he realized. From the way my mom
explained when I got my first period three months earlier, right now was my
fertile time of month. My body was probably ready to make a baby. I knew that
but I still didn’t care. Knowing the danger put an even greater edge on my
pleasure. My own father was about to give me a baby, my whole body was
throbbing in pleasure.

“Fuck me, Daddy, fuck me – cum ahhh cum...”

Daddy was pulsing within my depths, deep thrusting strokes
in and out of my kitty – my cunt - as
my hips rotated in endless little circles.

Gasping, no longer able to whisper, Daddy groaned, “Oh god
baby girl, I’m in you - in you. Daddy’s going to cum sooo much ahhh…” he cried
as he plunged one last time, staying deep so he could flood my whole body.
Tonight I was going to get his baby. “Ahhh ahhh ahhh ahhh…” he groaned.

As my body convulsed I could hear Daddy bellow that he was
cumming. That did it for me. At his announcement, my whole body convulsed. Knowing
that he was sperming in me had my inner muscles squeezing at his manhood,
gripping him deep inside me, milking him for his seed. Exciting inner explosions,
so intense that it almost wasn't pleasurable, smashed through my body.

“Oh, yeah, my Daddy, sperm inside me. Ohhhhh yeahhhhhh.”

My muscle spasms were so strong that I bucked up and about
so hard and wildly, Daddy had to hang on for dear life. I could feel the
muscles in my abdomen contracting around his huge manhood. Each time my inner muscles
contracted, milking his sperm into me, blazing red flashes of light flashed
before my eyes.

Daddy just held on, keeping himself as deep within me as possible,
letting my ‘kitty’ suck the cream from his penis. With each of my spasms, I
felt one from him. Deep inside me I felt the heat, knowing his sperm was
streaming into me. I could almost feel my insides making yet more room to make a
place for his seed.

I could feel his spurting throbs weaken; and shortly
thereafter I felt him starting to shrink inside of me.

“No!" I cried. "Don't stop. Please don’t stop,
Daddy," I pleaded, but to no avail.

Then with his softened thing still in me, he rolled us onto
our sides. My first time with my father was now a wonderful memory. He seemed
drained of energy.

That was how we went to sleep.

The rest of my story is very unpleasant, so I’ll not bother
to go any further.

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