My Daddy
By Pussywillow
M/g, Cons

Disclaimer: This story is just the figment of the imagination and contains depictions of sexual encounters between adults and children. If this type thing bothers you then you should stop reading now. However if you recognize the beauty of such loving and consensual relationships, then read on and I hope you enjoy.
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How would you like to be a little girl that was so over-sexed that you didn’t know what to do. But then, one night, you actually got your own daddy to sexually play with you?
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You know that you’re asking me to reveal my most private life that no one else but I know anything about except for possibly my very best girlfriend, Julie, and even she doesn’t know very much about it.
My daddy? Yes, but he just knows only a little although he has been my main partner in sex for many rears.
Sex? Oh how can I describe it? To me, it seems to be a certain feeling or a craving way deep inside my body that I just have to fulfill or gratify at regular intervals all the time – just like eating or sleeping, but more like being hooked on a some sort of a drug. 
Actually sex is more like a drug to me. Because after I had first tasted it, I wanted more – no, craved for more, and after I got more, it satisfied me for only just a short while before I felt the need for even more, and soon, I realized that I just could not stop. It’s a craving that builds up inside of me that I eventually just have to satisfy in some way or I think I would go crazy. But also, the partner that I have to do it with is also very extremely important. In fact he’s so important that sex can become an absolute psychological nightmare without him. That’s when I realized early on that no matter how badly I needed sex, I also had to have the right loving partner to do it with.
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Well here goes. My name is Laura, and my very first memories about sex were when I was around five and in kindergarten.
I remember that whenever I was all alone, I would diddle myself because it felt real good and seemed to satisfy me so much better than just sucking on my thumb or anything else. 
As I grew older, I quickly found out just how to place my fingers on my vulva so that I could feel those real good soothing feelings (my mother taught me the names of all of the parts of my body when I was very small). I also noticed that whenever I did it, it was sometimes a whole lot of fun for me to just tease my vulva and then watch it slowly swell up until the lips opened way out. 
By then, it felt so nice and so good that, as I made myself hotter and hotter, I soon felt like I could no longer stop, and soon, I would feel contractions way down inside myself that felt so fantastic that it would make me just writhe all around just as if I was in a bubble of pure pleasure for several seconds before it would then slowly go away.
Because of how my mother was with such things, I knew that my feelings down there had to be kept a secret just the same as my vulva. Although I really liked the looks of it and thought that it was really quite pretty, mother always made me wear panties to hide it, and she was always telling me to keep my dress down so that no one can see my panties. So I had absolutely no idea why she bought me all of those pretty panties for in the first place if I couldn’t show them off to anyone.
I do remember very excitingly revealing my nudity to daddy though from time to time while in the middle of bathing or dressing. But I thought that was all right and to be expected because he was, as you know, my daddy. I also remembered seeing him naked on numerous occasions. But because he was my own daddy, I never really gave it any real thought other than I knew what a man looked like down there without any clothes on, and, because of that, I knew that my daddy was built very very differently than I was, and, in my very young ignorance, I often wondered just why we were built so differently like that. 
One time I even asked mommy, but all she said was, “That’s just his penis dear. Just don’t worry about it for now.”
I also remember that when I went to Sunday school, we would always gather around the teacher and sit on the floor while she read us a little story.
I remember that the teacher’s husband would also sit down on the floor with us, and all of us girls would try to sit as close to him as possible.
One time when he was sitting on the floor with his back against the wall, I actually got to sit in-between his legs, and it felt so good feeling myself all cuddled up against this man with his arm around me that I even reached down and got my fingers underneath my panties and diddled myself while the teacher read us the bible story.
I remember that felt so good and so daring to me, that each Sunday after that, I made sure that I was the one who got to sit in-between his legs at story time just so I could lean then back against him and diddle myself again.
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I met Julie when we were in the first grade, and for some reason, I guess maybe it was our personalities and the fact that we were both without any brothers and sisters; we quickly hit it off together and became best friends.
As we continued to be best friends over the years, we became closer and closer together – almost like twin sisters, and even trusted each other so much that we even trusted each other with some of our most innermost thoughts and secrets; things that we would never ever reveal to anyone else, especially to our mothers and fathers because, I guess, they had always expected us to be their real nice sweet innocent little angels.
Oh yes, we really were real nice sweet innocent little girls on the outside, but very conniving little devils on the inside as we would sometimes get into all sorts of mischief.
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It was during a sleepover – of which we had many. I guess that we were around eight at the time when we finally revealed our very most innermost thoughts to each other.
She said that she was very curious about boys and wondered just what they looked like with all of their clothes off.
I then wondered why she had never seen her dad naked, but then I realized that they were probably much more careful about showing their nudity to each other than my family was. But as dad always said, when questioned by mom, “Heck, I don’t care, let her look. She’s going to find out what a man looks like anyway someday, so it might as well be now.”
When she found out that I had seen my dad naked many times, she had me draw a picture for her so that she could have an idea about what a man really looked liked down there.
When she asked why men looked so different from girls, I realized that I really couldn’t answer that question. But then I told her about me diddling myself to make myself feel real good down there.
She quickly became real curious about that, but said, “Mother caught me touching myself down there one time and scolded the holy living heck out of me for doing it and said that it was real nasty for me to be doing that. But then, when I take my bath and clean myself down there, it always feels real sensitive. But I’ve never really pursued it any further because of what mother had told me.”
After I asked, “Do you have a flashlight?” I heard her giggle as she reached over and got a penlight out of her bedside table drawer.
I then got us underneath the blanket and slipped off my pajama bottoms.
As she turned on the flashlight, I spread my legs way out so that she could see, and then I put a finger down against my vulva and started to very carefully diddle myself.
As we both watched, we could both see my vulva lips slowly swell up and open up like a flower as I felt myself beginning to feel real good down there until I eventually brought myself right on up into an orgasm where I even had to let out some little gasps and moans. I really didn’t know what it was then, but I knew that it was something really extra special that seemed to just grip my whole body up in it’s spell for several seconds while giving me the best feeling ever in the whole wide world.
After I was all through, I heard Julie comment, “Wow, I never knew you could do that!”
She wanted to try it also, so I held the flashlight and watched as she slipped off her pajama bottoms. Oh she looked so embarrassed while letting me see her very private vulva. But then, under my guidance, I saw her diddle herself until her vulva opened up just like a flower also. Then while I guided her into making herself feel real good. I saw that she even brought herself on up into an orgasm also. 
After she had recovered, she just ooed and awed about it for quite a while afterwards – telling me just how good it felt.
Then we both commented on the virtues of what we had just done to ourselves, and while we both were in our new-found excitement, we decided to have a race to see who could get that real good feeling first.
As we both gigglingly watched each other, we diddled ourselves again. But I finished first as she seemed to be trying way too hard to get herself off the second time.
Finally, I reached over and took her hand away and then placed my finger on her vulva and said, “Here let me help you do it right.” 
I guess that she was absolutely shocked that I was actually touching her down there. But then, as my finger carefully diddled her, she very quickly settled back down again and began to actually enjoy what I was doing to her. In fact she liked it so much, I could even feel her arms tighten around me while I very quickly brought her on up into an orgasm like I had never seen before.
Afterwards, we talked for sometime about what I had just done to her and what it had felt like.
By this time, I was also very curious on what it would feel like to have her do that to me, so I had her place her fingers down on my vulva so that she could do me also. – Oh, you know how little kids are.
As I felt her fingers actually start touching me down there, I thought that it felt real funny and weird. But as she continued to diddle me, I soon felt the need of wrapping my arms around her and hold her tightly to me as I realized that all of the sensations that I was receiving from her fingers seemed to be so much greater than when I did it to myself, and pretty soon, I could feel my whole body really freeze up as I went into my orgasm.
After we had discussed what we had just done to each other, we were so excited that we agreed to do it to each other at the same time. Only this time we both hugged each other as we placed our fingers down on each other’s vulva and did it.
Oh wow, after I finally let my body just relax while feeling her hug me, I felt her fingers diddle me as I did the same to her. Why it felt so awesome that we continued to get each other off several times before we finally quit and just fell asleep in each other’s arms.
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I remember that we both were so happy about what we had done to each other that night, that we were already planning our next sleepover together.
I guess our parents saw no harm in letting two small eight-year-old girls sleep together, and we made it a habit of doing it almost every week or so.
As soon as we thought it was safe after we got in bed, we’d both quickly shed our pajama bottoms, and then our fingers would find each other’s vulva, and we’d diddle each other until we were so exhausted that we would just fall asleep in each other’s arms.
Sometimes we’d even do what we also thought was a lot of fun; one of us would play the aggressor and play like we were forcing ourselves on the other person and tie her up or hold her down and kiss her while diddling her until she went into an orgasm.
We never really thought of ourselves as being lesbians, but just as two little girls experimenting with our discovery of the joys of sex. 
After that, our main conversations with each other always seemed to revolve around having sex with a boy or even, heaven forbid, our own fathers.
We knew that both of our dads were nice enough looking that we wouldn’t give it a second thought to actually have sex with each other’s dad, but our own dads? Wow! Oh how gross! But then it did give me a very secret excitement way down inside of me whenever I thought about it though.
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But alas, one day her dad got a promotion in another city, and Julie and her family moved away. So all the excitement we got from having each other to practice on was now gone.
This was the time that I managed to get even closer to my own father so that I could nurse that secret excitement that I always had way down inside of me.
Now each time that I sat on my father’s lap while feeling all of his manliness and masculinity, I would feel the comfort of his big arms around me as I thought about the possibility of actually having him diddle me with (to me) his great big fingers.
Now my dad wasn’t just any old couch potato. Although he wasn’t very big, he did have a pretty good build on him from working out, and that seemed to draw me even closer to him.
At that time, mom always had a weekly meeting of playing bridge with the women on Wednesdays, which allowed dad a night out with the boys on Saturdays, and I remembered that he’d always come home smelling like a brewery.
Of course, on those nights after he came home, I’d hear different funny sounds coming from their bedroom which told me that mom and dad were having a whole lot of fun doing something in there. I didn’t know exactly what, but as I heard all of those giggles and groans and the bed squeaking, I knew from the sound of it that they were having some sort of fun together.
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The whole thing finally came to a head one night when mom was out. I had been planning this for a long time – ever since I lost my best girl friend, Julie. 
So after I had taken my bath, I put on a tee that just barely covered my bottom, and ran in and jumped on dad’s lap.
I had gotten dad used to cuddling and kissing me. So, as we were doing that, I squirmed around quite a bit trying to get my tee to crawl up on me enough so that he could see my bare bottom. Also, I tried to maneuver dad’s hand down on my thigh.
Pretty soon, as we were kissing (this time, I tried to kiss for real. Not just those little father/daughter pecks.) I actually felt his hand come to rest on my inner thigh quite near my vulva. 
So I gave an extra little squirm just right to bring his hand right on up against my vulva.
Suddenly, both dad and I knew just where his hand was. Then, as I tightened my arm around his neck, I gave him a real nice big wet kiss as I put my other hand down over his to try to hold his hand there, and for the very first time in my life I was absolutely ecstatic as I felt his big hand start to actually rub around against my most private place.
But a few seconds later, all of a sudden, I felt dad freeze up and then take his hand away as I heard him say, “Oh my God! What have I done?”
I then panicked as I said, “Oh please – please daddy keep on doing it. I’ve always wanted you to do it. Oh please daddy? Don’t stop now.” 
But then I heard him reply, “But – but, I’ve wet my pants!” 
I was now so frantic I pleaded, “I don’t care. Just please keep on doing it! Please?”
I guess that my pleas and wailing finally got to him as I felt him calm back down a little, and then I felt his hand slide back down against my vulva as I very happily wrapped my arms around his neck and started kissing him all over his face.
Just feeling his big fingers diddling me down there felt so awesome that I just had to squeal and wiggle all around as I felt my sexual feelings rise right on up higher and higher until I felt him finally bring me right on up into the most beautiful orgasm that I had ever experienced.
It took me a little while to recover from that awesome experience, and after I had recovered sufficiently, I finally said, “Oh thank you daddy for what you just did for me.”
As he then put me off of his lap, he said, “I’ve got to go in and clean myself up. You made me cum in my pants.” 
I really didn’t know what he meant, but then, I giggled as I asked, “Can I watch?”
I noticed that he didn’t say anything as I followed him on into the bathroom and I very excitedly watched as he actually took his pants off right there right in front of me. 
I then saw that his underpants were really quite soaked, and I excitedly watched as he very carefully slipped them on down and off of his legs.
There, I could now see all of his manhood just as plain as could be as he got some soap and water to wash it off with.
As I watched him soap up his penis to clean it, I was now extremely curious as I asked, “Can I do that daddy?” 
I saw him just stand there and look at me in complete shock while I very bravely reached my hand over and wrapped it around his penis. That’s when I  felt it suddenly grow and grow very quickly until it became really quite big and hard as saw it now standing straight out just like a pole.
I had never seen his penis do that before, and I was now really quite surprised as to just what made it do that.
Still feeling the after affects of the orgasm that he had given me from rubbing my vulva for me, I was now having the time of my life as I ran my own small hands all around all over his now big hard shaft. 
But pretty soon I heard him give out a grunt as I suddenly saw some milky fluid shoot clear across the bathroom. This surprised me so much that I just stood there in awe watching squirt after squirt of this funny looking liquid shoot out of his penis.
Finally, after nothing more came out except just a dribble that ran down over my hand, I just stood there feeling his thing gradually shrink smaller and smaller until I was finally holding his now very small limp thing in my hand when I finally let go of it.  
As daddy proceeded to clean up the mess, he kept up a running commentary about just what had happened, and then started telling me a little about the basics of sex, which I absorbed like a sponge.
  After he was done, I followed him back into the living room where he lifted me back up on his lap, and then proceeded to diddle me again while I sat there in complete ecstasy with my arms wrapped around his neck.
Again, I thought that I was in absolute heaven sitting on his now naked lap while I felt his big hand make my sexual feelings again soar up higher than a kite.
I even remembered back when Julie had diddled me, but this was quite different. This was my very own daddy diddling me now as I felt my whole body just seemed to glow with a sexual excitement that I had never known before.
Soon my feelings soared so much that I felt myself go right on into another one of those real fantastic orgasms, and, as soon as I could talk again, I whispered, “More.”
This time I spread my legs real wide apart as I tried to watch his big fingers pressing against my vulva in such a way as to give me maximum pleasure.
I just couldn’t believe how happy I was to finally feel daddy diddling me just like what I had been dreaming about for the last several months.
He finally got me up so high again that I just had to squeal quite loudly while I watched his fingers bring me on up into yet another orgasm.
Finally, after I had recovered, I very happily kissed his face all over again as I repeatedly said, “I love you daddy.”
Finally, after I had calmed back down, I felt him pick me up and carry me into my bedroom where he laid me down on my bed and said, “Maybe we can do more of this again when mom is gone next time. How would you like that?”
I lifted myself up and wrapped my arms around him as I said, “Oh daddy, I can hardly wait.”
After he left my bedroom, I had hardly started to think about what we had just done to each other, when I suddenly opened my eyes and realized that it was morning already.
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The next Wednesday, just as soon as I heard mom’s car back out of the driveway, I looked at dad and he looked at me with a funny little grin, which made me ask, “Can we both take our baths together?”
The next thing I knew, we were both taking off our clothes and then dad led me on into his and mom’s shower.
I remember dad’s penis looked like a big long shaft and seemed as hard as a rock as he got in first. Then I got in. The next thing I knew, he had soaped up my hair, and after he had washed it, he let me try to soap up his whole body while I felt his big soapy hands soaping up my body also.
Then, as I tried to wash his big dick with my soapy hands, I felt one of his soapy hands slide down in-between my butt cheeks and rub against my anus while I felt his other hand slide right in-between my legs and rub back and forth against my vulva.
There I found myself being molested in the most awesome way that I could ever imagine as I held onto his big hard dick for dear life.
OH! I really squealed as I just automatically writhed all around, feeling all of my most private areas being so wonderfully invaded by dad’s big soapy fingers.
After a while, I finally felt my legs just give way from underneath me as I felt dad just hold me there until I had finally recovered again from my most wonderful ordeal.
Finally, after a long while of having fun in the shower, we finally got out and dried ourselves.
He then picked me up and carried me on into my own bedroom where he laid me down on my bed and got his head in-between my legs.
At first I didn’t know what in the world he was going to do as he made me spread my legs way up and out to accommodate him. 
The next thing that I knew, I felt both his big wet mouth and tongue right against my vulva. So, for the next little while, I thought that I was in absolute sexual heaven as I felt both his big wet mouth and tongue slip and slide all over my vulva down there while giving me the most awesome sexual feelings like I had never felt before.
Soon he had my sexual feelings up so great that I quickly went into an orgasm while I squealed and bucked all around from all of those wild wonderful sexual feelings that he was giving me.
I don’t remember just how many orgasms he had given me, but it felt so good that I finally felt myself swoon somewhere along the way, and the next thing that I knew, he was cuddling me on his lap as he sat on the edge of my bed.
There I stayed; kissing him for a long while as I pondered just what he had just done to me.
After a while, as I felt his big hard penis pushing up against me, I thought about what it would be like to do that to him also.
Then, as I thought about how naughty it would be to actually have his great big penis inside my mouth, I then thought about how that funny looking liquid that he called cum would affect me if he squirted it into my mouth. So I asked, “Is the cum that you squirt out poisonous?” 
I heard him reply, “Oh no, it’s as pure as mother’s milk. That’s the stuff that has all of the little sperm in it that makes women have babies just like we had you.” 
Hearing that it gave women babies, I wasn’t so sure about how it would affect me, so I asked, “Would it give me a baby?” “Oh no, you’re way too young for that yet. You have to start having your periods first before you’ll be old enough to have a baby.”
I was confused now, so I asked, “What’s a period?” 
But then I heard him reply, “You mean that your mother hasn’t told you about that yet?” 
When I very confusingly replied, “No,” he then went on to tell me all about menstruations, women’s eggs, and how babies were made. After he was through, I then asked, “Can I make you feel real good just like you made me feel real good?”
I watched as he looked at me with a shocked expression on his face but didn’t say anything as I slid off of his lap and knelt down on the floor in-between his legs.
There it was - his great big hard manly penis looking straight at me as I pondered all of the possibilities of actually putting it into my mouth. I knew that if I did, he would certainly squirt all of that cum of his right into my mouth, but then, I remembered that he said that it really wouldn’t hurt me.
As I remembered just what he had done to me with his mouth, I knew that I really wanted to do the same for him and make him feel just as good as he made me feel. 
Then, as I still saw his great big thing still staring at me, I wrapped my hand around it in order to hold it steady as I lowered my mouth on down over the head of it. From there, I found that it was really quite large and I had to really open my mouth quite wide just to get the head of it inside my mouth comfortably. 
Then, as I ran my tongue all around and sucked on it while feeling the real soft strange texture of the outside of it inside my mouth, I felt daddy’s fingers very softly run all through my hair.
I guess that I had it in my mouth for only just a few seconds when I felt him tense up just before I then felt a whole bunch of his cum hit the back of my throat. 
It took me so completely by surprise that I even choked on it as I felt even more and more of his cum kept on shooting into my mouth.
Of course I knew he was going to do this, but right now, it seemed to me that it was getting way out of hand as I felt his stuff very quickly fill up my whole mouth and then start running back out. 
But then I realized just what kind of pleasure I must have been giving my own daddy and that made me feel like I was doing something really extra special for him, and that made me think that it was really a whole lot of fun for me to do this for him also.
After he had finished shooting all of his cum into my mouth I tried to swallow what was left inside my mouth as I kept on sucking on his penis until I felt it start to go soft again.
When I finally lifted my head away and smiled at him, I heard him say, “Ohmygod, ohmygod, Laura! I can’t believe this! Oh sweetie you shouldn’t have done that. Ohmygod!”
I guess that he was really quite shocked that I would actually do that to him, and as I stood back up, I heard him say, “Oh look at you! Oh you look so sexy with all of my cum all over your face. But you better go into the bathroom and wash it off though.” 
After I came back into the bedroom, I heard daddy say, “Just stand there for a moment.” 
I did just as he asked, and then a moment later I heard him say, “You know I’ve never really known before just how sexy you look without your clothes on until now. Wow, you look absolutely gorgeous.”
After hearing those words, I felt myself blush as I ran to get back on his lap.
We continued to kiss each other as I felt his hand fondle me all over my body until it finally came to rest again in-between my legs, but he just held me there like that as we kissed more.
Soon, I could feel his penis slowly get hard again, and soon after, he laid me down on my bed in the opposite direction that he laid down.
As I felt his head go in-between my legs, I realized that I once again was going to have that thrill of feeling him lick my vulva once more.
As I felt the ecstasy of his warm wet mouth and tongue again exploring all over my vulva, I saw his very hard penis right there right before my face. 
As I remembered my earlier experience of sucking on it, I knew that I should do something for my daddy also. I knew that I really liked the weird way that it felt inside my mouth. So, knowing more on what to expect now, I again put my mouth over the head of his penis, and there we were, doing each other at the same time. 
Oh that felt so wild that I just couldn’t believe that I was actually doing daddy at the same time that he was doing me. This, I thought, had to be the epitome of pure unadulterated sex. But little did I know what more there was to come in the future.
He very soon had me feeling sexually higher than a kite and about to go into a most wonderful orgasm when I felt him finally shoot his cum right into my mouth, but this time I was able to swallow most of it even as I felt him bring me on up into one of the best orgasms ever.
When I recovered, I found that I still had his big penis in my mouth while I felt his mouth and tongue still working on my vulva, and soon after, I felt him bring me rapidly on up into another orgasm.
So, I just laid there enjoying all that he was doing to me as I felt all of the wonderful sexual feelings that he was giving me as I felt myself roll from one orgasm on into another until all too sadly, he had to finally lift his mouth away.
Afterwards, as he held me in his lap, he explained even more about sex to me as I asked him many more questions.
By the time that he finally put me to bed, I realized that I was now very deeply and madly in love with him – not just as father and daughter, but now as lovers. Because he seemed to now very well satisfy that special sexual urge that I had inside of me, that urge that had been growing and growing inside of me ever since I was a small little girl – the urge that I knew would soon drive me crazy if I couldn’t have him as a regular partner in sex.
I first learned just how valuable it was to have a very loving partner to have sex with when I had my experimentations with Julie. Then after Julie left, daddy seemed to be the perfect one for me because he was, of course, my own daddy; and I both trusted and loved him more than anybody in the whole world.
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I knew that during the normal times of the day, I had to act as if he were my father, but during those other times, the times when we were all alone together, he became my secret lover.
Quite often, besides just having our weekly session together, he would make excuses to take me somewhere, and we’d wind up in the back of his van in some out of the way place, and have a whole lot of wonderful sex with each other.
I remember one time I asked him, “Daddy, why do you prefer to have sex with me more than mother when you can have sexual intercourse with her?” 
He replied, “I guess it’s because you’re so… Oh how can I explain it… Maybe it’s just because you’re so much more sexy and much more spontaneous and responsive in your actions, and maybe it’s because you are still just a little kid yet. Ah heck! You like to do and try more things and have more fun at it… Heck, I don’t know – I just can’t explain it… I guess that it’s because you’re just so much more fun to have sex with I guess. Heck, I’ve done things with you that your mother finds really quite disgusting, and best of all, I love you more than life it’s self.”
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As daddy and I continued to have our little sexual adventures with each other, I realized that each time that I played with his big hard penis; I wished more and more that I could put it where it really belonged. But I knew my hymen still blocked my vagina. But then, I knew that I was going to have to break through it someday anyway, so I decided, why not right now?
I tried breaking through it with my finger, but it hurt so much that I figured that about the only way to do it was to just ram something through it. 
So, as I looked around the house for a suitable tool to do that with, I found a bunch of mother’s tapered candles in a drawer.
Then one day when both of them were out, I went into the bathroom and sat on the edge of the toilet seat and positioned the end of my selected candle against my hymen where I thought was about the center of my vagina. I then gritted my teeth and gave a quick push. 
Of course, I felt the sudden pain and stinging sensation just as I had suspected as I realized that I had actually broken through. But then it was just a small hole, and I knew that I would have to enlarge it much more if I expected daddy’s penis to fit into it.
Just then I had a bright idea. First, I cleaned up the blood from my first try, and then I went into the kitchen and used the stove and a knife to round out the base of the candle where it was real thick, and then I went back into the bathroom.
Once more I sat on the edge of the toilet seat and shoved the base of the candle up into my vagina.
Oh Gads! Did it hurt! After I took the candle out, the area all around my vagina really stung for a while. But there was only just a little bleeding just like the first time.
I decided to leave things be for the time being until the next night when I went in to take my bath. 
After I had taken my clothes off, I sat on the edge of the tub and probed the area with my finger, and it was then that I was really quite amazed that I no longer had that real sensitive spot on me to worry about anymore, and in it’s place, I could actually feel my finger go way up inside of me as far as I could get it.
In doing so, I now received a whole lot of brand new sexual sensations inside my vagina that felt really quite pleasant. So I decided to take my bath and hurry on to bed.
There in the comfort and confines of my own bed, I spread my legs apart and diddled myself, that is; putting a finger on top of my clit and lightly massaged it as I pressed down on it, I could then bring myself right on up into a real good feeling.
After I did that, I moved my finger on down and was really quite surprised that my finger went very freely right on into that very warm wet hole that I now had inside me.
As I pushed my finger on in, I was met by a very pleasurable sensation, and as I probed my finger all around inside of me, I found that trying to curl my finger up a little and using the palm of my hand on my clit, it all felt really quite pleasurable. So I found that by moving my finger in and out of my vagina while moving the palm of my hand against my clit, I eventually brought myself on up into a very nice orgasm.
It felt so good that I did it twice more while dreaming that daddy was doing it to me, before I finally rolled over and went to sleep.
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The next night was daddy’s and my special night together. 
Oh if mother only knew just what we were doing together while she was out playing bridge with her women friends.
When I heard mother’s car leave the driveway, daddy and I both got undressed and had our shower together.
Oh I loved feeling my soapy body rub against daddy’s big soapy body as we both explored each other all over, giving and receiving special sensations with each other until we just had to get out of the shower and dry off so that we could go into my bedroom and have more fun sex with each other.
As he put his hand in-between my outstretched legs, I saw the surprise on daddy’s face as I felt his big finger slip right into my vagina.
He was really quite surprised as he asked, “Did you break through your hymen?” 
I giggled, “Yes,” as I felt his finger slowly start entering me.
Because his finger was so much bigger than mine, I felt it go way up inside me. But finally he stopped when he got his finger in about as far as it would go, and then I felt him finger-fuck me just like I had done to myself the night before. At least that’s what he called it.
Because it was daddy doing it to me, it felt ever so much better because I could feel myself all nicely cuddled up on his lap while I had my arms wrapped around his neck while feeling him giving me all sorts of real wild sexual sensations with his hand and finger like I had never felt before.
I felt him bring me right on up into an orgasm three times while I squealed and wiggled all around in absolute ecstasy while I gripped his neck with all my strength.
After he finally stopped, I said, “Wow daddy, that was really lots of fun. Why don’t you try to get your big penis into me now?”
As I saw him just lay there on the bed in shock, I reached over into the drawer and got the lubricant that he had given me, and then I straddled him.
First, I gave his hard penis a good coating of the lubricant. But then I found that his dick stuck way up too far into the air. So I had to stand up and then sort of squat down on it in order to get it into me.
As I lowered myself, I felt the head of his penis stretch my vagina way out until I felt like maybe I really was still too small for him yet.
But then I felt his penis finally slide on into me. But I had to take it very easy as I felt his huge dick just seem to fill me way up as I felt it go way up inside of me more and more until I thought it was actually touching my stomach. Then, as I felt myself finally sitting down on him, I realized that it was finally all the way up inside of me. 
Oh wow, this was really something to find myself seemingly now impaled on top of daddy with his huge penis all the way up inside of me like that. But then as I started moving myself all around, I could actually feel his huge penis moving all around inside of me.
By now, I was so dazed with my own sexual feelings and with what I had just done, that I just laid down on top of him. 
From there, I could feel his big hands grasp my bottom and start moving me back and forth on his penis.
Each time, I could feel his penis go way up inside me, giving me all sorts of wild sexual feelings as I could also feel my clit rubbing up against him – making it feel really good, and it didn’t take long before I found myself really squealing in absolute ecstasy as I felt myself rapidly heading towards a most awesome orgasm. 
As it hit me, I actually felt muscles way down inside of my vagina contract over and over again right against his great big penis, and then that’s when I felt him sort of freeze up just as I felt his cum shoot way up inside of me over and over again while I felt him trying to ram his penis even more into me each time.
But all too soon and also very disappointedly, it was now all over as I found myself lying there exhausted on top of daddy just like a wet dishrag.
I guess that I must have laid there for quite a while before I finally felt his dick shrivel back up and the tension of my vaginal walls shoved it back out of me.
As I continued to lay there, I realized that daddy had just fucked me just like he must have fucked mother in order to make me, and at that moment I believed that I now loved daddy even more than ever.
We finally made a mad dash to the bathroom, and daddy helped me to clean out all the cum that was leaking back out of my vagina, and then I helped him clean the mess off of his penis.
By now, I was so happy and ecstatic that after we got back on my bed, I sucked on his penis in order to try to make it hard again so that he could do that to me again.
Then, after sucking on it for a long time, I felt it finally start growing inside my mouth, and when I thought I had it hard enough again, I then laid down on the bed and had him get on top of me.
Wow! I now sort of had the feeling like I was now being raped by him as I felt the weight of his large body laying down on top of me while I felt him ram his huge penis into me over and over, bringing me right on up into three more fantastic orgasms before I felt him finally shoot all of his seed into me once again.
Afterwards, he didn’t stop fucking me until his dick finally went soft and slipped back out of me again.
Wowee! When he was finally all through, I now knew just what sex was all about, and I was now more completely in love with daddy than ever before, almost to the exclusion of mom. Heck, all she thought was that I just had a crush on my father and that I would soon outgrow it.
But, as time slipped by, we continued to have sex with each other every chance that we could get.
Wow, if mom only knew just what daddy and I were doing together, she would have probably killed us both.  
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And so went my childhood with daddy. But then, he knew that he was going to eventually lose me someday.
Yes, I met my true love in college, and we dated for about a year never letting him touch me except for just some heavy petting.
On the eve of my wedding day, I had daddy fuck me for the very last time just for old time’s sake and for the very last time in our long twelve-year romance.
As we were being married, my husband-to-be thought that he was actually getting a sweet innocent virgin – a woman of purity. Oh how he would so quickly know just what I really was.
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