After my wife left me for another man, my daughter Adriana took her place in every sense of the word. I'll admit right off that I had been molesting Adriana since she was four years old. I had a difficult time keeping my hands off her little ass and pussy when giving her nightly baths and while her mom was out playing with other men.

My wife never wanted a child. She only did to please her family. So I had to learn to be both a mother and a father to Adriana, but slowly without ever realizing it, she became my lover- providing me what her mom wouldn't.

Now 12 years old, Adriana does almost everything a devoted wife does for her husband. She doesn't exactly keep the house clean, but she cooks for us both as best she can, and she rides my cock as if there's no tomorrow. She clearly takes after her mom. She understands how to keep our special relationship a secret, and she knows that she can get her way because of it. Her tits are of course no where as large as her moms, but she believes me when I tell her if she lets my suck on them in the mornings they will grow faster. I love how girls, and even women, will go along with what a man or boy tells them especially if they think it will get them what they want.

Recently Adriana started taking the pill. Her period actually started one morning while I was deep inside her juicy tight love hole. When she woke up, she complained of cramps, and she thought my dick inside her might help sooth the pain.

"Daddy," she pouted, "I'm not feeling well this morning. My stomach feels nauseated."

I was already buried deep in her pussy, and I could smell her heat as usual. She is so very mature for her age. I rolled her over on top of me, and held her in the loving way she liked, while at the same time pushing her ass down on my cock to make sure I stayed lodged deep in her little girl pussy. Her mom was never this tight for me, but not because her mom did't have a tight pussy, but because my cock is not that big. I'll admit that. My cock is not big, and that's why she fucked around with mostly black men who could fill her up in ways I never could. But Adriana is different. She's still small for me, but yet her pussy is is mature, and it definitely seeks out pleasure and raw sex.

Pressing down on my cock, she looked me in the eyes, purred some, and then kissed me hard on my mouth as if she hoped the pain would go away. I started pumping up inside her, sliding back and forth, and all of a sudden I felt a mixture of wetness that seemed different than normal. I slowly begin to smell blood and realized at that point she truly had become a woman. Adriana had started her period, as I fucked and made love to her. She moaned as I pumped into her, but this time it sounded more like she as moaning from the bloating. I started to ease off her and pull out, but she pushed back down, and moaned some more.

"No Daddy, no...don't don't pull out. Please. Just keep doing it. It doesn't hurt. Just keep doing it." (Some nights Adriana begs me to keep my dick inside her til she falls asleep.)

This drove me crazy. I don't think she realized yet that she had started her period. She just wanted to go with the feeling. So I started fucking some more and faster, to cum inside her. If I came soon, maybe she would cum also, but it was not guaranteed. It felt like her blood was thick. In one final thrust, I held her tight and came. She rotated her pussy on my cock, and I kissed her several times as the cum soaked her pussy. It was if we were mating as lovers.

As she rolled off, she noticed the blood on my cock, and in a weird way, she tried to crack a smile though she was definitely in pain. She laid back with her legs obscenely spread, and moaned again.

"I started my period, didn't I." It was more of a statement than a question.

"Yes babygirl, you're really a woman now. Not a girl anymore."

"Oh daddy..." She rolled over on her side and curled up legs and started to fall back to sleep. I left to the bathroom to wash her blood off my cock. She didn't complain once, and I thought again how lucky I was.

I couldn't have been happier over the next few weeks. Adriana overcame the cramps of her period, and I spoiled her as much as I could. But it was after she returned to school that things begin to change. She started coming home from school later and later, and she often started feeling annoyed by me. We still made love in bed, but not like we used to. She seemed more and more passive, and she refused to admit that something was wrong.

One night she didn't arrive home until 11:30pm. I was worried sick, though she did text me that she was at a friend's house. When she came home I tried to question her about staying out so late at such a young age, and she made a sharp look at me as if to dare me to complain. She wouldn't even tell me who dropped her off. When I tried to hug her in bed, she moved away, and noticed she took a shower without me telling her. I knew something was wrong. It was at the dinner the next evening that she smiled and said, "Daddy, I want to bring someone home for dinner tomorrow night." I looked up and blinked a couple of times.

"Who, Adriana, a boy you have met at school?"

"No silly, you know I can't stand boys. They're so immature, especially the ones at my school. No, it's my gym teacher, Mr. James. I invited him over here, because he's already taken me out to get pizza a couple of times, and his wife may wonder why he's inviting me over to his house."

I looked at her not knowing what to say. It was clear that she wasn't asking me if he could come over. She was emphatically telling me that's how it would go down. I was starting to feel very nervous. I knew at this point that this is how she had been spending her time after school.

"Adriana, can I ask you how long you being seeing Mr. James? And what you have been doing with him?

"No need to ask, Daddy, you'll see when he gets here. I've told him all about us....Everything!" She stared at me as if to dare me to say something.

"Adriana, I thought we agreed we'd keep what we do between us, like family."

"Well, he's sort of family now, too, Daddy. You know, you're not the only man who likes young girls, and I'm not the only girl who likes older men. We both know that. I've talked to Silva in that pedo chatroom you like to visit, and she says she's been with like 4 different men, all of them twice or three times her age. I thinks she's a slut, but who am I to judge." She sniggered as she got up from the table to start washing dishes.

My mind begin to get dizzy. I didn't know what to say. I was nervous and saddened at how things had changed so suddenly for us. I started to beg her to reconsider bringing him over to our house. I told her it could possibly lead to trouble. She told me to calm down. Mr. James understood the situation.

"He just wants to be away from his wife for a few hours so we can spend some more time together," she said. "And I don't want to go to some stupid hotel with him, daddy, where someone might get suspicious." She came back over to where I was sitting, and sat on my lap. "There's nothing worry about," she kissed me on the side of my mouth and started rubbing my cock. "We just want to have a little fun, and I want you to meet him. And besides, you did say I could meet other other men if I wanted...You said that remember?"

"Yes, but I thought when you got older," I said in trembling voice.

"Look, stop it, okay. Be strong, and stop acting like a little girl," she said as she pulled my chin up and made me look at her. She was no longer acting like a 12 year old, though her body was still trapped into that age.

I managed to calm down and she awarded me with a deep long kiss. Her lips were so soft and I had missed them so. We hadn't made love in over a week, and I finally thought I was getting a chance, though I still wondered how much she had done with Mr. James.

As she kissed me more, she said, "Daddy, I need you to do one more thing for me." She kissed and stroked my cock harder. "I want you to videotape me and Mr. James together. His birthday is on Sunday, and I want the video to be a little gift to him. We've already discussed it, and we want you to shoot the video in my room. He promised he wouldn't show anyone else. It's a gift I want to give him." I was not sure about much more of this I could take. As she talked to me, I could see that he had already given her a gift of sorts. There was a visible hicky on the lower part of her neck. I stared at it, and ran my thumb over it. "Did he do this, Adriana?"

She seemed annoyed by the question, and got up. "I got homework to do, Daddy." She walked off, leaving me irritated, and with lots more questions.

Friday was the longest day of my life. I was dreading him coming over. And to my surprise, I arrived home to discover he was already there, sitting on my couch watching my porn videos that Adriana obviously had taken out for him.

He was twice my size but looked about my age. But what took me by surprise most was that he was a black man. Adriana failed to mention that, and it instantly put me on guard. Upon seeing them together I felt like falling to my knees and begging him to leave, but I knew it wouldn't matter.

She was sitting between his legs- her leg leg was resting on the back of the couch, and the other on the floor. His hand was clearly stroking her pussy, but they were both still wearing clothes. I was so thankful for that. It was already a stressful situation. When she turned her head to see me, she started to get up, but he pulled her back, and looked straight at me without saying a word. He tilted his head a couple of times toward the direction of my bedroom in the back. He was telling me in my own house to go to my room, and sadly that's just what I did. He didn't even acknowledge me. When I turned my head back one last time, I saw a blonde woman on her knees sucking a black man's cock. It was the video I had seen several times, but I never thought it would be something my daughter what end up doing with another man.

A pang of jealously and fear shot through me. I couldn't think straight. I didn't know how to react. When I walked into the room, I saw a note on the bed from my daughter, which instructed me to get the videocamera set up. She said that her and Mr. James would come to her room when they were ready. My hands couldn't stop shaking. I didn't know how far things had gotten, and I didn't know what they were doing in my living room. But I was powerless to stop it. And even sadder, I even had a graving to see what was going to happen, though I knew it would hurt me even more.

I couldn't understand why Adriana turned on me like this. Things were going so well for us, and now this. I tried to lay down and jerkoff; I tried listening to what was going on in the living room. I could hear them eating dinner together, and Adriana laughing a lot, but I couldn't hear every detail of the conversation. I could smell the spaghetti Adriana liked to make. She takes after her mom. It's her favorite Italian dish, and she has been cooking it sense she turned 11.

I fidgeted around the room, and finally decided to drink some Scotch I had in my bedroom, and lay down and wait to see what would happen next. I must of fell asleep; it was like 9:30 when they came into my room and woke me up. They both were still dressed, but Mr. James still did not speak to me.

"Daddy, we're ready now." She pulled on my arm. "Bring the camera to my room."

"Adriana, please tell me what's going to happen," I pleaded but not too loudly.

"Don't worry about it. Mr. James says you're acting like a sissy. Just go with it."

I followed her to the room with the camera and tripod. The only light was her lamp. My little girl looked even smaller against him, but she looked as mature as always. Her long black hair was wrapped in to a ball, and she still had her school uniform on. He stood by her bed with his shirt open. His black chest was very muscular. Just his body alone made me feel like a wimp.

He pulled Adriana in front of him with her back toward the bed. She had to stretch both hands nearly full length to reach his shoulders. No sooner than she reached to get a hug him, he softly grabbed both of her wrist, and pushed her down on her knees. I felt paralyzed. I almost wanted to cry, but my cock started to harden anyway. I couldn't stop it if I wanted to. She un-buckled his pants and pulled the zipper, looking up at him the whole time. I could tell it wasn't the first time she had done it with him. She was not afraid, nor was she inexperienced. But she was still my daughter. I wanted to lash out stop it, but how could I? It was me that made her like this.

She glanced over at me, as if to remind me of why I was there in the first place. I turned on the video and acted as if I were nothing more than a cameraman, instead her father. She took out is black dick. It wasn't huge, but it was much bigger than mine, and it still hadn't grown fully hard. Another pang shot through me, because graving larger cock was exactly why her mother left me for another man, a black men. I couldn't satisfy her either. And now my Adriana, my sweet girl was becoming another woman I could not satisfy.

She started licking his dick as if she hadn't tasted cock in years. She was hungry. She didn't suck it for a while, but she just licked and kissed it all over, as if she were grateful for it-as if she were a whore getting paid. I wanted to say, please stop, Adriana. Please no. But it was like she was reading my mind, and started licking him harder. He put his hand on the back of her head, and pulled her tighter to him.

"Suck!" is all he had to say. And his dick-clearly too big for her-was what she was trying to stuff in her preteen mouth. I zoomed in closer with the camera, like a fool. Why should I care? But I realized I had better care, or that I had better videotape it right, or else I could lose Adriana forever. No one had to tell me that.

She tried so hard to be mature and a slut like her mom. She sucked to get as much of his black cock in her mouth as possible. What part wasn't in her mouth, she was stroking with one hand, while the other was pulling on his thigh. She wanted her mouth stuffed, and it's at that point I could see why she walked around so cocky now. He had obviously been using Adriana this way for a few weeks now, and she was no longer just some innocent little girl. She was a young experienced woman, learning what most girls would not learn in a lifetime. He pushed his cock into her mouth, and a few times she gagged, but he was gentle, thank god. I could tell he was not going to cum anytime soon, though I wish he would. Part of me was so excited that I wanted to pull my dick out and jerk off, and part of me wanted to just cry. At one point, she pulled her mouth back and spat on his cock, like she had seen in the porn videos. It was the nastiest things I had ever seen her do, but that ended up being the least nastiest thing she did that night. No matter how much I hated to see it, that also made my dick stay hard.

He fucked her mouth for about ten minutes, and when he pulled her up, she tried to get him to lay on top of her on the bed. She was pulling on him to come to bed.

"Take your clothes and get on the bed." Mr. James was a man of few words.

She did as she was told, as most most submissive women will do by nature. Her little pussy still barely had no hair, but her butt was indeed rounding out. As he stood in front of her on the bed, his dick was rock hard now, and I couldn't see how he was going to get anything but the head and a few inches of it inside her. She kept her legs stretched, and she was humping and rotating her pussy letting him know she was starving for a fuck.

He knelt and did what I done so many times, and ate her pussy. My little Adriana's pussy was being sucked, licked, and tongue-fucked by another man now, and I just wanted to kill him, right then and there. He drove her wild with his tongue action. He was more aggressive than I. He licked and bit on her thighs. He pinched her titties hard, and he sucked hard on her tiny clit 'til she cried out in pain. He was making my daughter's pussy soaking wet. I wanted it to all end so badly. When he got up on the bed more, he positioned his body over her, and rubbed his cock up and down the crack of her pussy. She was by then a complete slut. A slut like most girls and women who can't say no to cock.

To my surprise, Adriana looked over to me finally with a little fear in her eyes. I thought she was begging me to stop what he was going to do. I whispered, "Adriana!." She put up her hand as if to silence me, and then with her fingers formed the corna sign-two horn fingers. How in the fuck did she know this? It was a sign that she was cuckolding me. Fare le corna. Where in the fuck had she learned it? She reached with other hand to his neck and they kissed passionately. She was tasting her own pussy juice, and making sure that he understood she was willing to well used and fucked hard.

He pushed into her, and my heart sank, as if I were about to die. He pushed and she moaned. Her tits got stiff, and he pushed back to meet his every thrust. He wore no condom, and I was just hoping like hell that she was still taking the pills. Throughout the entire time, I worried like a girl who thought she might be pregnant. Would he knock her up?

He fucked up inside of Adriana so hard I'm not sure how she stood it. I had never fucked her that hard. I was always gentle, and I usually lasted no more than ten minutes. But he didn't let up. She was soaking wet for him, but obviously in pain. She cried a little, but he bore down on her harder, as if to teach her a lesson. She held on as best she could. She opened her eyes finally, and looked into his. "Happy birthday," said with a mixture of pain and happiness. The entire bed was moving, and he had gotten about three-fourths of his cock inside her, reminding me of how my cock did nothing for her now. For weeks she had been stretching for him. I was no longer of use to her.

All of sudden he pulled out, and she got on her knees. He slapped her ass, and she reached back with both hands and spread her ass cheeks-clearly she had done this before too. I grasped in wonder. He was going to ass fuck my daughter? He was going to use that fuck hole too like he used her pussy? How much more of this could I stand?

"Adriana, please, I think we..." She looked over at me with evilest look I had ever seen coming from me. "If you can't handle this, get the fuck out of the room!" My heart just dropped. I couldn't take it. It's like she had slapped me in the face several times.

I left the room with camera still running. All I could hear on the other side of the door was Adriana begging for him to stop, but of course he wasn't going to do that. Once he got in her ass, it was his do as he pleased. And did she really want him to stop? No, she didn't. Like most women, they are turned on by both pain and pleasure, but sometimes they just want a strong man to make demands on them. She was just like her mother.

I went back to my room, defeated. Adriana woke me up a few hours later. Mr. James had already left. She looked absolutely tore up, but at the same time even more resolute in her behavior. I went to her room and meekly asked if she would like to come to bed with me. "No dad, I'm too tired. I want to be alone tonight."

I stood there, searching for something to say, something that would bring her back to me. "He came inside me... You know that?"

"Yes."

"I feel wet and dirty down there."

She turned over on her back and spread her legs like a twenty dollar whore.

"He said you will probably want to eat me out, Daddy. Do you want to?"

I couldn't have walked away if my life depended on it.