Mom competes with Dad Part 4.

Please read Parts 1 to 3 before continuing.

“Your room.” She ordered. “Dry yourself a bit. I do not want to kneel on the hard floor when I eat your pussy.”

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I stood in the shower with my legs apart, looking down at Mom kneeling in front of me, her mouth firmly tucked in

Traveling with Angelique.

Although I have never played serious chess I have a good enough grasp of the game to coach chess at a local High School in Pretoria. It followed almost naturally that my daughter Angelique got interested in chess and with the help of her daddy’s coaching, made the Union’s under 16 team that was chosen to play in the Junior National Chess Championships in Cape Town.

We had the option of travelling by bus with the main group, but I thought it would be fun to be in Cape Town with the family car to explore a little when we had some free time. Angelique wanted us to be a little adventurous and so we packed two tents, a four man tent for me and a much smaller two man tent for her. We planned on sleeping over in our tents at the Karoo National Park on the way down as well as on the way back.

Mom did not want to use up precious leave hanging around a chess hall for five days and was in quite good spirits seeing the two of us off.

We got to the Karoo National Park during the early afternoon and pitched our tents. She didn’t want me to pitch our two tents amongst the main crowd of campers’ but suggested that we pith ours at the outer fringe of the campsite, “Because we are doing this for the adventure, Daddy. We will hear a lot more night-sounds if we are closer to the fence.” The remainder of the day was spent driving through the park viewing game. On our return to the campsite we came upon two jackal, which we assumed were out hunting little defenseless animals in the fast approaching gloom of the early evening.

We made ourselves a small braai with mutton chops and foil baked potatoes and pudding that I bought at a supermarket on the way and hid from her as a special treat for both of us. We chatted for a while next to the remainder of the campfire, discussing mom, her friends, the animals we saw during the drive and finally the jackal which were now yelping and calling to each other not very far from the campsite. I loved the sounds of nature around us but the jackal clearly made Angelique uncomfortable although she denied that she was scared.

I had to accompany her to the bathroom though, and after she had showered and finished all her teenage girl ablutions, she phoned me on her cell phone to come and fetch her again. I smiled about this because it was clear that the jackal had spooked her.

We went to bed in our respective tents at about ten o’ clock. We each slept on an inflatable mattress, mine being a double bed size and hers a single bed. It was Early in December and a sultry hot night. We both chose to sleep under a single sheet only.

I hardly fell asleep before I was woken up by Angelique next to me on the double bed mattress.

“Daddy, I’m scared!” She was already pulling at the sheet to get in under it with me.

“There is nothing to be scared of, angel.” I switched on the battery lantern.

“Those jackal were so close. I’m scared now and I cannot sleep. Can I sleep with you, please.”

“Little girls are not allowed to sleep with their dads, Angel. It is socially taboo. If mom finds out you slept with me she’ll give me hell.”

I suddenly had vivid recollections of Angelique tanning topless beside our pool. She started tanning topless this summer and although she asked me not to walk in on her when I knew she was tanning, it happened. Moreover, my study looks out over the pool area. Whenever she was tanning and I went to my study, there she was just outside the window! She must never know that her daddy, to his shame, got some rock-hard erections staring out through his study window. She also changed her pajamas for an oversized T-shirt and panties lately and slept with her door open. As I was always the last person to retire to bed at night, I found her asleep on her back on top of the sheets more than once lately with her bedside lamp still on. Her panty would be visible under the hem of the shirt, and her prominent pubis mound would be a lovely camel toe etched by the thin material of her panty stretching tightly over it. It is to my discredit that I would linger longer than necessary to switch the light off and tuck her in under a sheet. It was necessary to adjust my swelling cock in my underpants on more than one occasion. Now she proposed sleeping with me. Of course I would be a little disturbed by the idea.

“Nobody will know, daddy, and nothing will happen. I will just sleep behind your back. We won’t even touch each other.” The prospect of her sleeping behind my back made me do a fresh appraisal of her. She had just turned thirteen and was fast showing the changes that would soon turn her into a very attractive young woman. She was a 1.4 meters tall honey blond and wore her richly thick, long hair plaited to school and loose over weekends. She had sharp, intelligent features and lively eyes. She was slim but not skinny and her hips have widened noticeably lately and she has exchanged her training bra for a size 32. And then, probably her sexiest feature, a beautifully well fleshed out and rounded bum.

I believed however that the development of her physical features were outstripping her sexual awareness, resulting in her still being a naïve little girl in a fast sexually maturing body. Her mother and I were mostly to blame for this, putting off any form of sexual guidance up to now (and not planning any for the foreseeable future) convincing ourselves that she was not ready for it yet and that the sex ed classes at school would be covering the basics.

I argued some more about the ethics of her sleeping with me, not raising the topic of incest as I did not want her to be shocked by something as crude as that, but it soon became clear that Angelique had no intention of retiring to her own tent. A little perplexed at her intransigence I made peace with the fact that she would sleep behind my back. She made herself comfortable behind my back and a little while later I managed to drift back to sleep.

I cannot sleep through a whole night on my one side on the inflatable mattress. Although it is comfortable enough I get uncomfortable sleeping in one position after a few hours.

I must have turned in my sleep, because at about four in the morning I slowly woke up on my other side, spooning Angelique with my arm over her waist, holding her tightly to me. What woke me up were vivid dreams of sex and more specifically the reason for the dreams, being my rock hard erection protruding from the fly of my pajamas and pressing against Angelique’s butt. What made my eyes fly open and the fog of sleep vanish was Angelique’s hand around my cock, either gently pulling my foreskin up and down or, I decided, trying to maneuver it into a less disturbing position.

I drew back from her a little to pull my cock out of her crack. Her hand still held on for a few seconds, as if to help by pushing it away. “Angel, daddy had a dream, it will be alright now.”

“I know.” She answered. “Your body moved like Spot when he dreams he is chasing rabbits.”

“I hope I didn’t upset you, darling, but this is why you should really be sleeping in your own tent.”

“Were you dreaming of sex? You were holding me tight and kissing my hair.”

And my body wasn’t chasing rabbits, I mused, blushing in the dark. “Maybe Daddy did, Sweetheart, but I don’t remember all the details.”

She rolled on to her back, touched my chest in the V of my pajama top and said in a small voice: “Daddy, may I ask you something?”

“Of course, Sweety, what is it?”

“Miss Duchy told us in sex ed that a man’s penis must first get stiff with an erection before he can make babies with it. Does your penis have an erection now? Is that what it is?”

I blushed crimson in the dark. I have never contemplated discussing a topic as intimate as this with Angelique ever. I almost told her to phone up her mom. After considering the situation for a brief moment, I decided that knowledge is power. She was so naively innocent that I felt I owed it to her to broaden her understanding of sex, especially as she was growing up fast lately and would soon be confronted by petting and fondling in her first puppy love relationships. I turned on my back as well and we started our little talk: “Yes, Angel. Daddy had a very sexy dream and it gave him an erection in his sleep.”

She took a deep breath. “Must it be like that to make a baby?” she breathed again, and continued:”To make sex with it.”

“It must be stiff. It has to go deep inside a woman’s body to deposit the sperms there so that one of them can fertilize the waiting egg.” Surely she knows this from sex ed.

She took another deep breath. “Must it be so big? It is huge! Did you put it into mom when you made me? I mean, all of it?”

“An adult man usually has a big erection. Daddy’s is bigger than most. An adult woman can usually take all of her husband’s erection into her vagina.”

She whispered now. “Will I be able to take such a huge erection in my vagina? Gosh! Where does it go?”

My erection jumped. “Yes, Angel. A woman’s vagina has been designed to stretch.” How much do they tell them in sex ed? “Our sex organs have been designed to fit each other perfectly when our bodies are mature.”

“At what age is a girl mature? When will it be okay for me to do sex?”

Hell, Linda should have had a mother to daughter talk with her long ago. I am now fielding questions that have me squirming, and even worse, discussing sex with Angelique with an erect cock pushing up at the sheet is disturbingly arousing. “Usually it’s best to wait until after you have become sixteen, but only after you have found the right boyfriend.”

She took a deep breath yet again, and asked in a slightly quavering voice: “There is a girl in our class who has a grown up boyfriend with a job and everything. He is twenty and they have sex. Why doesn’t it hurt her if it is so huge when it is stiff?”

“Maybe he has a smaller one. Daddy’s is about as big as they get. And a woman’s vagina stretches a lot to accommodate even a big penis, even at your age, once you start having sex. Only, it is best to wait.” I did not want to add that there are a few monsters hanging between a few legs, no need to scare her…

She thought this over for a few seconds. “Daddy, when I touched your erection, it was wet and sort of tacky. Is that the sperms that make the babies?”

“No, Angel. That is called pre-cum. It lubricates the penis to make its entry into a woman’s vagina easier. There are almost no seeds in the pre-cum.”

“Daddy, Veronica said she and a boy petted and he shoved his stiff penis into her mouth and made her suck on it. She gagged and threw up and now she hates boys. Daddy, why did he do that? What do boys expect from girls when they pet? What do boys and girls do exactly when they have sex? Did you ever put your stiff penis in mom’s mouth?”

“Whoa! One question at a time! Listen Angel, maybe you and I must quickly have a very straight talk. Maybe I must tell you all you have to know about boys and girls and sex. I do not want you to get into a situation where a boy makes you gag and you throw up because of it. It will destroy your self-image. Can we talk straight?”

“Oh, please Daddy. I know only what some girls talk about at school and I don’t think they know as much as they make the rest of us believe. I know very little and I worry about getting into situations.”

“Okay. You will meet a boy and you will fall into puppy love and then you will want to start petting and fondling. It is normal to feel that way.  At some later stage sex will enter into your petting. First of all, you must refuse any type of sex if he isn’t using a condom.”

“Is sex only when he puts his erect penis into my vagina?”

“That is when you insist on a condom, yes. Only he will probably call it a pussy.”

“Oh, I know that. And a penis is a cock.”

“Yes. Before he puts his cock into your pussy, you would have petted and fondled quite a bit first. Petting and fondling will arouse you both to want more. That is a normal reaction and you will have to decide whether you want to go on or stop. The longer you continue the more difficult it becomes to stop. When both of you become fairly aroused he will want to kiss your breasts and maybe even lick your pussy and you may want to put his cock in your mouth to arouse each other even more.”

“What do I do when I put his cock in my mouth. Daddy, I don’t know anything. Some girls say you must just let go and everything comes instinctively, but I have also heard stuff about girls who had really bad experiences with boys who think they know it all.”

“Firstly, Angel, you don’t put a boy’s cock in your mouth unless you really care for him. When you do it, you can lick him all around the head part, you can draw it into your mouth and suck it. You can experiment how deep you can take it in without gagging. Only never allow him to shove it into your mouth, and never allow him to hold your head so as to ram your mouth down on it.”

“Will it have pre-cum on it?”

“It probably will, Angel.”

“What does it taste like? What if I don’t like the taste of it?”

“Most women find the taste acceptable. It tastes kind of salty-sweet but different men’s pre-cum may taste differently.”

“You have pre-cum on your erection. Can I taste just a little drop of it.”

“If you really want to, Princess. Must I put some on my finger for you?”

“Can I do it? Daddy, can I take your erection with my hands and just touch it with my mouth to feel what it’s like and taste your pre-cum?”

“Gosh, Angel! That would be crossing a line.”

“Daddy, I don’t want to get into a situation with a boy knowing nothing and embarrassing myself. I have already touched it and nothing happened. And we won’t tell mom any of this.”

“Do you really want to Angel? Aren’t you embarrassed by seeing and touching Daddy’s erection?”

“I think it is great learning from you. Daddy, imagine me being introduced to sex by some boy who only wants to pervert me or something, and he teaches me all kind of sick things because I know nothing?”

This argument convinced me, because part of me was hoping for something to convince me, because my cock has by now become achingly hard from this discussion. “Okay. I will lie just like this. You may take my cock in your hands and examine it. Get to know what it looks like and what it feels like in your hands. If you want to you can touch it with your lips and taste the pre-cum. If you squeeze it from the bottom upward it will produce a fresh drop for you to taste.” You fucking naughty old goat! I admonished myself. She is your daughter. Imagine someone finds out about this!

She kneeled next to my hips and took my cock in her hands. She inspected it carefully. “It has some hairs on its shaft also. Do all cocks have hair on their shafts?”

“No, Angel. Daddy is very hairy.”

She cupped my balls in her hands and squeezed them gently and played with them a little. “These are your testes, right? Your balls, right? Gosh, are they lying loose in here? Can you feel it when they move around inside? Tell me when I squeeze too hard, okay.”

“Angelique! Angel! Darling a man can get pretty aroused when a woman plays with his cock and balls like that. You are making Daddy sweat.”

 She acted as if she didn’t hear me. “This is where the sperms are made, right Daddy? How do you shoot them out from here?

I was getting very aroused. My breathing deepened and when I spoke my voice had a slight rasping edge to it. “It happens automatically when I cum, Sweetie. The seeds mix with a big dose of pre-cum and some hidden muscles contract and shoot the seed juice out through my penis.”

“Oh!” She pulled on its foreskin and it only reached the rim of its head “God, it is big and thick. If the skin cannot go over the head it means you are circumcised, right Daddy? When were you circumcised?”

“Yes , Angel. I was circumcised as a baby, ten days after my birth.”

“Why are some men circumcised?”

“It is more hygienic, Angel. It also causes the head to be less sensitive and then it can have sex for much longer before it comes, so a woman can have enough time to come also.”

“There is a drop of pre-cum oozing out now. I’m going to taste it.” She leaned over my pelvis and lifted my cock until it was at right angles to my body and put her lips to its tip and licked the drop of pre-cum into her mouth. She tasted it carefully. “It tastes kind of salty-sweet. It isn’t particularly tasty but it doesn’t taste bad. I am going to taste a just a bitty more, okay?”

“Omigosh, Angel!” My legs stiffened and my buttocks pinched and pushed my pelvis up.

She bent over and licked again. There wasn’t a fresh drop available just yet so she licked the tackiness off my cock head while squeezing my cock for more. “Draw a drop out of it.” I offered to help. “Put your hand around the base and squeeze upward, and you will most likely push a drop out of its tip.” She did so, holding it tight and slowly squeezing upward until a clear drop oozed out at the tip. She quickly licked the fresh drop up. Continuing squeezing upward with her hand, she produced another drop and licked it up also, this time putting much more of her mouth on my cock.

She pulled my foreskin down and the up again. Only a slight wetness resulted this time and she repeated the motion. When no drop was produced yet again she started unwittingly slowly wanking me, watching the tip attentively to see when the next drop would appear. When it did ooze out she quickly put her lips over my tip and sucked as if to suck pre-cum out of my penis.

“Angel, what you are doing now is called wanking or tossing. If you continue with it long enough you will make Daddy cum.”

“Can  I continue a little bit, please Daddy? It’s like the taste of your pre-cum becomes nicer every time I taste it. Daddy, this end of your cock is tacky with the stuff and I want to suck it all off.

“Angel, you are going to get your Daddy very hot and bothered if you do that.”

She was already licking and sucking my cock, closing her sweet little mouth over its head. “I’m going to try to put your cock into my mouth now to see if I can do what you said.”

 “Omigosh, Angel! This is getting very close to having sex, darling. You are making Daddy hot and aroused sweetheart. We cannot have sex, my Baby.” She had my cock in her hand and her sweet little mouth was teasing the hell out of me. As I warned her, it is very difficult to stop once you are too aroused. It felt as if her hand and mouth had assumed full control of my will.

“It’s not sex, Daddy. I just want to practice it once, just once. I don’t want a stupid boy to be more experienced than me on my first real date and embarrass me.” She didn’t give me time to stop her but put her mouth over the tip of my cock and sucked, opening her mouth gradually as my big head got sucked between her lips and into her mouth. Her tongue swirled around it. She sucked and sometimes slurped when her lips didn’t quite close over it. She bit softly on it and then she started pumping my shaft in an attempt to produce more pre-cum. She stuck to it much longer than I was prepared for and I was just about to forcefully pull her mouth off my cock to prevent me reaching my point of no return when she let it go and asked: “Does mom suck your cock like this?”

“Angel! Mom and I may do everything we want because we are married” I groaned. “We should stop the lesson now, my Sweetie. You are trying too hard. You are getting too good at it. You are making Daddy really, really want more and more if you do that. Remember I told you when you start fondling you get hot and then you start wanting more all the time?”

“Daddy, just tell me something please. I really want to know! Am I tossing you when I do this?” and she started quite adeptly wanking my cock.

“Oh god, yes, Angel. That is tossing and you should now stop or else we will be going too far.”

“Do you like it? Am I doing it right? What does it do to a boy if a girl does it to him? Do they like it a lot? Does it make them go wild?”

“Oh god, Sugarpuss, You don’t need to practice tossing any more. You are doing it right and you are making me wild with desire so you must stop. When you have tossed a boy for little while like you did to Daddy, you can ask him to eat your pussy if he has not offered to do so himself already by then. He will be so hot by now that he will do anything for you that will make you want to have full blown sex with him. But you must remember that when you are going that far you won’t be able to stop short of full blown sex either.” Was I fishing?

“Did I make you hot like that?  Eat my pussy, Daddy. I know you love me too much to let some shifty eyed boy teach me about sex. I have just learned a lot about your cock now teach me what I must know about my pussy.” You will have to take off my panty to show me everything but I won’t mind and we won’t tell anyone. She lay down on her back with her body pressed against mine. “Should I lie like this? Is it normal if my titties feel like they want to be kissed? Do you want to kiss them, Daddy? I want you to. I want to feel what it feels like just once. Please? Pretty please?”

“We shouldn’t be doing this, Angel.” I croaked. “We are way out of line here. But daddy will show you what boys do to girls if you promise that nobody but the two of us will ever know about it.” I hooked my fingers under the elastic of her panty and slowly pulled it down all of the way, knowing I have just crossed a line and burned a bridge. I looked with growing desire at the thick mat of her honey blond bush on her prominent pubis. I saw the little hard nipples on her pert breasts poking the thin white cotton material of her T-shirt. I suddenly wanted to teach her and teach her more and teach her everything.

“I promise, Daddy. Please just teach me a bit more. Just a little bitty bit.”

I turned on my side next to her and started stroking her smooth, taut juvenile legs above her knees, working my flat hand up to her pubis, turning around and stroking it down the inside of her other leg almost down to her knee, then repeating the process, going less far down her legs with every turn. It did not take long before she started lifting her pubis to my hand when it passed over it “Do you like what Daddy’s doing, Angel?”

“Oh, Daddy, you have such wonderful big hands, I’m loving it. You are making me want to toss your cock again.”

“That is the problem with fondling, Sweetheart. It makes you yearn for more and more.” I slid my flat hand under her T-shirt until it covered her breast. I started rubbing it softly, kneading it gently and then I took the hem of her T-shirt and pulled it above her breasts. Letting go of her hem, I took her breast in my mouth and began licking it with my broad flat tongue, then flicking her now fully erect nipple with the tip of my tongue and watched her squirm with pleasure. Then I sucked her whole breast into my mouth, pressing her nipple against the roof of my mouth and sucking it with a milking motion of my tongue. Then I turned on the other one and repeated the process.

“Daddy!” she groaned “Oh god, Daddy. It feels sooo gooood” She pulled her T-shirt over her head and discarded it next to her. I trembled when I realized that my Baby was now totally nude next to me.

I was now rubbing her crotch with my four fingers held flat, riding the contours of her pussy lips and slowly easing my middle finger into her wet slit. I found her tiny clit and it made her jerk. “That’s my clit. It is very sensitive especially in the beginning.”

“Have you rubbed yourself before, my Sweetie?”

“Yes. But it has never been as good as you are doing it now. Oh, god, Daddy! Your hand knows exactly what I want!”

I was still kissing her breasts. Kissing and sucking and licking and flicking her nipples with my tongue and she moaned with her building desire. “This is what boys want to do with girls. They want to drive them wild with desire for more. Then they will lick all the way down over their tummies to their pussies like this.” I licked an erratic wet trail down to her bush, finding the top of her open crease with the tip of my tongue. I shifted my position and kneeled between her legs without taking my tongue from her bush.

“Angel, now Daddy is going to bend your legs back and push them open so that he can rub his whole face into your pussy. Oh my sweet little Angel Princess! Your pussylips have bloomed like a little pink orchid. Are you very aroused, my Sweetie?” I stopped arousing her only long enough to get rid of my pajamas. We were now both nude.

“I’m becoming very hot, Daddy. I want you to eat my pussy. Eat me like you eat mom.”

I covered her pussy with my mouth and licked it with my broad tongue. Then I put my mouth over her tight hole and made a stiff little cock with my tongue and tongue fucked the entrance of her tunnel with it. Her hips began to dance on the mattress. “It drives you wild, doesn’t it, Angel? You don’t want this to stop ever, do you my Darling?” I gently sucked her clit between the insides of my lips, rubbing it softly with the smooth inner skin of my lips and she gasped and squirmed and wiggled her bum. She grabbed the back of my head and her buttocks came off the mattress as she ground her crotch against my mouth. “Daddy, oh god, Daddy!” She breathed heavily and groaned: “Daddy, will you fuck me if I really, really want you to?”

“Omigosh! My little Pet, do you really think we should.” I could hardly hide my excitement. In fact I have already decided that I was going to fuck my little Angel whether she wanted me to or not. I had crossed the point of no return.

“I don’t want to wait any longer, Daddy. I want you to fuck me tonight, right now, Daddy.”

“It will hurt a lot when I enter my cock into your pussy the first time, Angel. Do you really want me to do it even if it’s going to hurt?” I slipped my index finger into her very tight pussy and felt her out inside. I felt her cervix but had difficulty locating her G-spot.

“Oh god, yes. I’m going to get it done to me sooner or later. Daddy, you don’t want a dumb boy who doesn’t know what he is doing to deflower me. You teach it to me, Daddy. You can deflower me, Daddy and it will be wonderful for both of us.” She almost sobbed: “Oh, I will hate you forever if you stop now.”

I positioned myself above her teen body with her slim legs sticking out at right angles to my torso. I rubbed my cock into her slit, feeling her wince every time it rubbed over the tender bud of her clit. I found the deep open ended dimple of her tight entrance and got ready to push.

“I’m going to French kiss you now, my Baby. I’m going to close your mouth with mine for in case you cry out. We don’t want to wake up the neighbors. It’s going to hurt when my big cock deflowers you, but afterwards it will get better. Your mom told me your period starts tomorrow, is that correct?”

“Yes, Daddy. Tomorrow or the day after.”

“Then it will be safe for Daddy to cum inside you. Would you like to feel a Daddy cumming inside you?”

“Oh god yes, Daddy, cum inside my pussy.”

I closed her mouth with mine and teased her lips open. Slowly and playfully but deliberately I entered her mouth with my tongue until I possessed all of it. Then I pushed with my hips. There was quite a lot of resistance and just for a moment I thought it was not going to work, when suddenly her sphincter muscle stretched and gave way and my huge cock forced its way into her, deflowering her, stretching her virgin tunnel to accommodate its girth as it slowly pushed its way up into her nether regions. Her body shuddered in anguish and she screamed into my mouth, writhing for a few seconds as if struggling to free herself from the pain that was inflicted between her legs and it was just as well that my tongue filled her mouth to muffle her. Her body still shuddering from its painful violation, I hilted my cock as far as it would go and held it there for her to get used to the feeling of man flesh that now intimately filled her and painfully stretched her pussy.

She was moaning and whimpering into my mouth and I started French kissing her deeply and then started a slow rhythmical fuck. She clung to me, scratching my back and shoulders and kissing me for all she was worth. I got one hand to her breast and started kneading it and rolling and milking its nipple. I pinched it harder and she whimpered. I crooked my back to reach her breast with my mouth. I sucked her nipple hard, then bit it softly. She rewarded me with a drawn out moan of pleasure and her breath started racing raggedly. My little Baby was discovering the pleasures that lay beyond the painful initiation and was fast losing her self-control.

“Angel!” I whispered into her ear. “My sweet little Angel. Sweetness, Daddy loves you. Daddy loves you more than anything in the whole wide world. Daddy’s cock doesn’t want to be anywhere else than where it is now. I just want this to go on and on forever.”

“I love you, Daddy. Don’t worry that your cock hurt me. I’m deflowered now, Daddy. I’m a woman now. Fuck me a just a bitty harder, Daddy. I want you to fuck me harder and make me cum.”

Girls hardly ever cum the first time. In fact, young girls mostly have a hard time reaching an orgasm during sex. Knowing this I reached for her pussy with one hand and started very gently rubbing her clit while I slowly increased the tempo of my fucking.

Her breathing was ragged now. She whimpered and sighed and small tremors shook her body time and again as the sensations in her clit and her pussy and her nipples threatened to overwhelm her senses. With a sudden tormented cry of “I amm Coommeeennggg. Aahh! Aaahhh! AAAHHHH!!” My little Angel came, Her body suddenly jerking and bucking under mine. Her legs kicked out and she writhed and contorted out of control, shuddering violently every few seconds. She cried out into my mouth as her nails dug into my back. I felt the sudden wetness surrounding my cock and just the idea that I had brought my little sweet little Princess to orgasm triggered mine. Losing my careful control I drove hard into her, making her cry out in pain once more and then my balls emptied themselves deep against her stretched out cervix against the very back wall of her tunnel.

We lay with a film of sweat between our bodies, gasping and panting, slowly regaining our breath, her pussy still pleasantly contracting around my softening cock.

She cried quite a bit while reassuring me in between that it was okay and that it wasn’t because she was mad at me hurt or anything. I understood that women sometimes just had to cry when it has been so overwhelming and just held her to me, spooning her. Eventually we fell asleep like that and slept until the sun was up.

I thought that daylight would bring a lot of shame and remorse to both of us but to my amazement she put her arms around me, hugged me and kissed me on my mouth. “Hi, Daddy! Was last night good for you too?”

“Angel, I love you, Sweetie. Last night was something out of this world. Did it hurt much, Sweetie?”

“When you put it in, oh god yes. I screamed, remember. Afterwards it started feeling better and better just as you said it would. I bled a little, I peeked. My pussy is sore now and it feels like it’s going to be sore for a while but I’m okay with it. It’s going to be just fine.” She lowered her voice to barely a whisper: “Do you love me more than mom?”

“We should never make comparisons like those, Angel. I’m married to mom. We have sex regularly because it is what married people do and because it is nice.”

“But tell me just this once and I will never ask again, did you like it better with me than with mom?”

“I deflowered you, my Angel Princess. That rates as the best sex a man can experience.”

“How old were you when you had sex with mom the first time?”

“I was nineteen.”

“So mom was sixteen. Did it feel as good with me as when you deflowered her?”

“Mom wasn’t a virgin anymore when I met her, Angel. You are the first woman I ever deflowered.”

“Last night was very special to you then, Daddy? I am very special to you now, am I not?”

“Omigosh Angel. Daddy loves you in a very special way. Daddy only hopes to heaven that we didn’t start something we are going to regret last night.”

“When we return on Thursday my period will be over, Daddy. We are going to camp here again, is that right?”

My throat felt a little constricted listening to her. “Yes, Princess.”

“We can save ourselves a lot of work and pitch only one tent, what do you say?”

“Omigosh, Angel? Are you very sure you want us to continue having sex?”

“Yes. I have been thinking about us for a long time. Mom can be your wife but I can be your lover. That will be wonderful for both of us all those times mom works night shift. Daddy, you will get us condoms for when we come back, wont you?”

“Yes, my sweet Princess.”

“When we are home you can put me on Dianne. You can get it from any chemist.”

“Dianne?”

“The pill, Daddy. I will have to get on to the pill to prevent babies. We will tell to mom that I’m taking it to prevent acne. Most of my friends are using it already.”

“You are clever as well as beautiful sweet little Angel. Daddy is going to phone Doctor Will and put you on Dianne or whatever else he prescribes for you. Listen, Sugar Puss, will you mind if Daddy sometimes calls you his little slut when we fuck?”

“I think it will turn me on if you do. Nicole in my class, the one who came to my birthday party with the blue streak in her hair, she calls her daddy a pedophile when they are alone. Now I really, really have to go pee. Go fetch me my jeans and a top. I cannot go out of the tent looking like this.”

That night she slept with her teammates but left her phone with me to charge during the night. At a quarter to four I was awakened by a buzzing noise. Curious, I investigated and to my amazement found it to be her cell phone alarm that was set to quarter to four and profiled to buzz only.

Angelique, my slutty little Princess, Daddy loves you!