I had talked to my boss and worked it out to where I could work from home while I had Tiffany with me.  So there I was standing at the terminal waiting for my little girl to get off the plane.  I had always called her my little girl once I had married her mother.  She didn’t have it so easy growing up.  She didn’t know her real dad and I was her mom’s third failed marriage.  Out of all three husbands I was the only one who actually tried to be a father to her.  It wasn’t easy for either one of us at first, I was only eleven years older than her and her mom was six years older than me.  We had a good relationship even though it was more like a brother-sister kind than a father-daughter one. 

 

  She was the first one off the plane since she was so young and flying alone.  Once she saw me she smiled big and gave me an even bigger hug.  At only fourteen she had a body of an eighteen year old.  She had long black hair to the middle of her back, big brown eyes and perfect silky smooth tan skin.  Her breast had gotten bigger since the divorce, I had judged them to be C sized tits and her ass was firm and round.  She was wearing a white spaghetti strapped cut off shirt with a brown short sleeve shirt over it, low cut jeans and some converse shoes.  The cut off allowed every one to see her flat and firm belly. 

 

  As we walked to the baggage claim area I started the small talk, how was the flight, had she eaten, school.  I had hoped there wasn’t going to be any awkwardness between us and so far there wasn’t any.  She bent over to pick up her suitcase from the conveyer belt and I had the perfect view of her ass.  That’s when I noticed that she was wearing a thong.  I couldn’t believe it my little girl was wearing a thong.  As I continued to stare I felt my jeans begin to tighten a little in the crotch area.  When she turned around she noticed me staring at her ass.  With a confused expression on her face she asked if I was ok.  I said I was fine and I grabbed her suitcase from her hand and started for the truck. 

 

  On the drive home we had the music turned up and were singing to all the songs we knew.  It was something we did a lot when I was still married to her mom.  Once we got home I gave her the tour of my new home. Her room complete with her own bathroom, the den, my office, where everything was in the kitchen and the pool and hot tub in the back yard, which was of course her favorite part of the whole house.  She asked if she could go swimming rite away, I said yes and that I would be in my office doing some work.  She ran off to her room to change and I grabbed a soda and headed to my office. 

 

  After an hour of staring at a computer screen, reviewing layouts and scamatics, I needed a smoke.  I walked over and cracked open the window and lit my cigarette.  I looked over to the pool where Tiffany was laying out working on her tan.  She was only 5’3’’, but those short legs of hers were gorgeous and I couldn’t help but imagine what it must be like to have them wrapped around my body.  As I continued to think dirty thoughts of my stepdaughter my cock started to swell up in my jeans.   Unable to control myself I pulled out my cock and started to jerk off.  Before I knew it I shot my load against the wall.  I redressed my self took a long pull off of my cigarette and grabbed some tissues to clean up the mess I had just made. As I was cleaning the cum off the wall I suddenly felt disgusted with myself, why had I just done that? 

 

  Later we ate the dinner I made us then we sat outside on the patio furniture while I drank some beer.  She eventually asked if she could have one.  I said yes and told her to bring a couple of them so we didn’t have to keep making trips.  She came out with the beers and we continued to talk.  After her second beer she asked if we could get in the hot tub, I said I didn’t feel like changing.  “We don’t have to, we can get in in our underwear, and it covers the same as bathing suits.”  Without even waiting for a reply she stood up took off her shirt and shorts and walked over to the hot tub and got in.  I just stared amazed at what she was doing, even though she was right.  “You getting in or what?” she called out.  A little inebriated I stood removed my shirt and headed to the tub, bringing some beers with me.  Still unsure if I should be doing this I unzipped my pants and sat in the tub wearing only my briefs.

 

  She just laughed at me, “See this isn’t so bad is it?”  I just laughed and stared at her, god she looked so beautiful.  A look of seriousness came over her face, and I asked her what’s wrong.  She told me that she was happy that her mother and I got divorced.  Confused I asked her why.  “Can I tell you something without you getting mad or hating me?”  “Oh sweetie you can tell me anything in the world and I would never hate you, and yes I promise I will not get mad.”  She hesitated a little as she looked down into the water, then finally “when you were stilled married to mom I used to hear you two have sex.”  I couldn’t help it, I started laughing out loud.  She looked shocked at first then she started laughing too. I told her I was sorry for that but asked her why would she think I would bet mad or hate her for that.  She moved over to sit beside me and as I placed my arm around her she placed her head on my chest.  That’s when she hit me with the bombshell, “cause I wished it was me, and I used to play with myself when I heard the two of you.  I would get out of bed and sneak up to your door and listen, sometimes you would forget to close the door all the way and I would sit there on my knees and touch myself as I watched you fuck mom.”  I sat there staring at her, unable to speak, think or even breath.  I didn’t know what to say or do.  That’s when I noticed she had moved one of her hands to my crotch.  My mind was telling me to move her hand off me and get out but I just sat there with my mouth open still in shock.  She started to stroke me trough my briefs and my dick started getting bigger.  “You know I have done things with boys before, hand jobs mainly even Seth from down the street came in my hand once.”  “Is that all you have done?” unable to believe I asked the question and still allowed this to go on. 

 

  “Well pretty much, some of the boys wanted me to suck them but I always said no.”  “What have you let the boys do to you?”  I asked, as my cock was almost fully erect now.  “Just make out really but two boys have fingered me.”   “That’s it?”  “Yeah I am not a slut you know,” she replied with a smile.  Scared that I offended her and not wanting her to stop I apologized quickly and she laughed.  By now I was hard as a steel pipe, “You are defiantly the biggest I have felt so far,” she said a little shyly.  “You wanna do more than just feel bigger?” I replied.  She shook her head yes keeping her eyes on her hand underneath the water working me.

 

  I set my beer down and placed my hands on Tiffany’s hips and moved her over me.  She moved her hands to my chest and bit down on her lower lip.  She leaned her head down and we engaged in a deep kiss.  She opened her mouth and our tongues met in fiery passion.  Our hands were all over each other’s body feeling and exploring.  I removed her bra and leaned her back; she placed her hands on my neck as I moved in to take each nipple in turn into my mouth.  She moaned in delight as her virgin nipples were being sucked.  They were hard as I nibbled and sucked them.  I placed my hands on her ass and squeezed hard, she leaned her chest forward as she ground her hips into my crotch.  She moved one of her hands down and under my briefs and grabbed my cock hard.  I pulled her panties to the side and started to rub her lips softly.   Her little pussy was extremely wet as middle finger slid in with no problem.  She moaned louder as I slid it in farther into her tight cunt.  She squeezed my cock harder as I worked my finger in her snatch bringing her closer to cumming.

 

  She stood back for a minute and removed her panties then violently pulling my briefs off of me.  She was becoming possessed eagerly wanting what I was about to give her.  I sat her up on the edge of the hot tub and positioned myself in between her legs.  I grabbed my cock and rubbed it up and down her slit placing my head at the entrance of her love tunnel.  I looked her in the eyes and she smiled as she said one simple word, “Please.”  It was so soft, barely a whisper.  At that point I knew there was no way in hell I could ever refuse this beautiful angel before me.  I started to thrust forward and she closed her eyes and opened her mouth to scream but no sound came out.  I stopped once I had my head in, then I grabbed her at the waist preparing for the necessary pain I was about to cause her.  She knew it as well cause she prepared herself in her own way. 

 

  I push hard driving myself all the way in to the hilt.  She screamed loud in pain and my heart broke at that moment.  I could feel her hymen break at the intrusion of my cock in her virgin vagina.  I held it there for a minute allowing her to relax, once I felt her hands begin to loosen their grip in my back I bent my head and said, “I’m sorry.  Are you ok?”  She looked at me and smiled again and kissed me.  I started to pull back and then forward again in small strokes.  Her hips began to move in rhythm with mine and I picked up the pace.  Longer and harder strokes now, her young firm tits bounced in the air.  She continued to moan and dug her nails into my back.  “Oh oh.. my.. god, I..I’m cumming!” she whispered, and I just thrusted harder and faster.  Seconds later I felt her warm hot juices pour over my cock.  As she came she arched her back and and convulsed.  She squeezed her legs around me tightly as her pussy tightened around my ramrod, which drove me to cum inside her belly.  I shot the biggest load I have ever shot inside my little girl. 

 

  I held her tight and pulled her to me as I sat back down in the hot tub.  We sat there for a long time just holding each other.  Finally I asked her, “How was it?”  “Well, it is something we have to do again and again and again.”  As I laughed and kissed her on the forehead, “Don’t worry about that sweetie, we have all summer.”