Chapter 1

Three months would pass before things REALLY seemed to settle for him and the girls. Mostly for Sandy who had to endure the heavy withdrawals of technology, social media, and gossip among other things, with an exceedingly pissy attitude that at times made her father and sisters wanna just pitch her over a cliff, though not really.

She always seemed to be on the rag about this or that, especially when her ipod ran out of battery and she could not charge it up. If Becky or Cherry quipped about anything she'd get up and push them down making her dad drag her away sternly and give her a fierce scolding. Some days she'd just go off alone for extended periods of time that made Cherry curious but often times chastised by daddy for trying to instigate trouble.

If the girls asked for help they'd get a whine and 'leave me alone' from the sulking Sandy who reminded him of recovering drug addicts which prompt him to pull her aside and ask her some of the hardest questions of all. Have you been bullied, hurt, molested, are you on any drugs, ect.

Things changed between them that day when she broke down sobbing, admitting an addiction to painkillers and muscle relaxers that she'd gotten from her friends at fairly odd prices and sometimes her uncle whom Sandy admitted did molest her and her sister Cherry.

"I didn't want him to do it dad." She heaved between sobs. "I couldn't make him stop...I'm sorry."

"Hey!" he snapped gently to get her attention. "You did nothing wrong! He did, you are a good girl who went through some rough and bad patches, its over now... I swear if we were back home he'd be dead for this, but we're here now and there's nothing we can do. You acknowledged it happened and accepted that, now accept the fact that you did nothing wrong... I love you sweetheart."

"I love you too, dad, but..." she took a deep swallow and breath trying to regain herself. "I've been doing drugs, I even tried speed with my friends a couple times, and I'm not that innocent... I... I've done things."

"Hey, sweet pea." He stroked her cheek. "You are a GOOD girl, always...my darling girl. We all make mistakes, we all have our bad days... but in the end, you ARE good."

He had held her a while longer as she cried it out in his arms and took her back to the camp and hut where they all shared a long discussion that brought Cherry shedding tears over her own molestation issues, even causing the two sisters to embrace through their shared pain.

When he asked Becky if she had any awfulness in her life she said that the worst anyone did was try to feel her up when she was 9 but stopped when she threatened them. That she'd done light and heavy petting with a few boys, but that was it, she was a virgin and only smoked weed in her time.

That night brought the three closer and even helped Sandy on her road to recovering while the vicodine, the Norco, valiums, percosets, ect left her system. Hard road but she made it and things calmed considerably... the days would be easier now.

To his great relief Cherry and Becky had discovered the crates just 50 meters from the hut, and the building of their new lives was under way. Sandy who had calmed with the passing time and became a useful member of the family as they built more to the hut with the tools found. Using supplies, linens, and so forth they managed to turn the "old" hut into something that made the place seem like a new paradise.

Aside from Sandy, the other two were making due with few skirmishes, aside from finding some baggies of pot in Becky's backpack. At first he wasn't happy, especially after what Sandy had been going through but after a while when Becky and Sandy shared that common interest and it helped calm the recovering girl substantially, he just accepted that she was a refer doll and they'd just smoke it out and be empty by the end of the week, weed free. Not much chance of that as she was deeper into the stuff than just smoking, as with just a few seeds she managed to grow plenty of her own just 30 meters west of the camp. After a while, daddy smoked with them on some occasion, but just left them to their own devices, Cherry herself never developed a taste for the stuff...for now anyway.

"Did you ever grow that stuff back home?" he asked.

Becky was sheepish as she nodded her head and said she and her friends dealt it for some black dudes just three blocks away. He gave her the fatherly lecture about how wrong that was and dangerous as even though it was just weed, it was still a drug, illegal in some places still and therefore people got killed over it. Inside he was actually impressed to think that that would form as one of the theories of his and their disappearance.

For the most part, Becky was her hippy self, loving the island as they could live off nature while she smoked her bud and sang tunes on her make shift guitar. She bathed (thank god) when needed but mostly lounged and lazed about when she could wearing only her loose shorts and tie-dye shirt. Whenever her feet were propped up anyone walking by could see down the open leg hole and see she sported no undies, much to her daddy's discomfort.

Cherry had been a bit of a handful at times, as she was always restless to explore the island, either dressed in little or completely nude. At times he enjoyed looking at her in all her naked glory, her flat chest with pale pink nipples jutting out when she stretched in the morning. Her hairless mound just peeking from between her legs, filling the poor man with desires he never thought he'd ever develop for his own children. As much as he wanted to beg her to dress herself, of which he made a pretense show of for the benefit of her sisters, he didn't really want her to cover a damned thing. As of late, her tender milky white bubbly ass was the very nature of his masturbatory fantasies whenever he could get time alone.

One morning he was carrying firewood to the porch of the hut when he heard a loud cry and raced into the direction it came from. The cry came from Cherry, he discovered, upon finding her slumped over on the ground just a few feet down from where he came to a halt. By the looks of it, she went exploring, this time in her long t-shirt (one of his matter of factly) with a belt fastened around the waist, and took a stumble down the rocks leading to a stony pond below.

Cherry sobbed as she fell to her side in a fetal position cradling her wounded leg, her shirt riding up and exposing a wet muddy pair of legs and privates. He just jumped down collecting his sobbing child in his arms and carrying her quickly back to the hut, ordering Sandy and Becky to fetch some water as he ran. Her face buried in his chest and fighting the remaining tears with sighs and huffs.

After boiling the some water over a fire and keeping some cold, he cleaned her wound and bandaged wrapped her leg. Her sisters were outside the hut preparing dinner at that time that he spent cleaning her and trying not to admonish her for taking off recklessly like that.

"I'm sorry, dad." She avoided his gaze.

"Don't be sorry, baby..." blowing gently on the scratches throughout her leg and arms after putting iodine on them to heal proper. "...just be careful... I don't think my heart can stand to lose you."

With that she simply smiled a blushing grin his way, of which he returned. While dressing her scrapes he couldn't help noticing her tiny soft cleft peering at him from under the shirt. So smooth and hairless, almost as pure as she day she was born, her quim seemed to call out for her daddy's touch.

His gaze did not go unnoticed by hers. Cherry felt no twinge of disdain, she simply placed her fingers over her thighs and used them to pull the hem of her shirt up further to expose herself to her loving daddy. She'd seen the dark side of this game with uncle James, but with daddy it was different...it was... exciting. This motion caused him to raise his eyes to hers and watch closely before turning them back down, his cock swelling painfully hard in his pants making his breaths come shallow.

He looked up at Cherry from time to time only to see her smile as she slowly swayed her unwounded leg side to side, offering he daddy all his eyes could feast upon.

"You're..." he stammered. "...You're very...very pretty...doll face."

She giggled. "What part is the prettiest?"

He did not answer except to lean in and kiss her knee gently. Her eyes catching as his hand moved to the front of his pants, seeming to stroke himself through the fabric as his eyes feasted on her innocent naked slit. Traces of moisture formed in her cunny while her chest rose up and down with deeper breaths watching her daddy fondle himself just at the sight of her girlhood.

Cherry almost asked her daddy to touch her when they heard Becky's voice call out that supper was ready, breaking the duo from their spell. They both shared a blush and grin before light laughs escaped their lips. Standing up and offering his hand to the little girl who never once covered her modest places, only kept them displayed for his enjoyment. She took his hand and stood, faking at making her injury seem more painful that it was so that he would carry her out in his strong arms.

Once hoisted in his arms, she kissed the nape of his neck whispering, 'I love you, daddy'.

Chapter 2

Cherry's injuries healed over and she was back to her hyper self, only somewhat put off that that night's incident hadn't repeated. She'd rubbed her cunny raw when she was off alone just thinking about what she and daddy would have done if Becky hadn't called to them.

By now the third month had come to pass and the girls were actually happier here on the island they themselves chose to name "Twilights Garden" (as Becky and Sandy were huge Twilight fans, Daddy and Cherry sickened by the thoughts of day walker vampires that glittered. Eck!)

During the naming ritual that took almost two weeks, making him wanna pull his hair out with the arguing, the name Twilights Garden was adopted under the promise that none of the streams, ponds, water fronts, cliffs, or ANY place of the island would be named after any other parts of those books, as Cherry hated them with a passion.

"You guys never even liked vampires, until those stupid books." She'd argued. "Daddy and I were the vampire fanatics before your precious Bella and Edward queered it all up."

Pop stood on the sideline trying not to laugh as he completely agreed. "Dumbass tweens." She continued. "Put glitter, sunshine, with a Jonas Brothers promise ring on a smooth hard bodied pretty boy with tawny hair and washboard abs competing with some spray tanned musclely dark haired minority for the affections of a pretty ugly girl, and suddenly its all about team Edward or team Jacob... I'm on team Lestat, bitches, and the real bad boy prince of bloodsuckers! He don't need chastity pledges and sunshine to enjoy ugly Bellas when makes his hoes out of a brooding handsome basket case and a little girl!"

To this he could not contain his laughter anymore, and neither could Becky who loved the series almost as much as Sandy did. "FYI..." Cherry closed with Sandy "Real badass werewolves don't whine and pine for Olive Oil, they get what they want from Jessica Rabbit."

How this child got her mothers venom having never had a chance to know her was anyone's guess, but he just loved her zeal all the more. He did settle things after Twilights Garden was made the islands official name, unable to use the one he made years before as he tossed the sign into the fire as the girls slept, by telling the girls of a river and two ponds they each could name.

Becky named the pure water pond just 30 meters north, Fauna's Crystal, (The hippy she was.)... Sandy got the fishing pond that went 50 meters northeast and named it Timberlake (jeez!)... Cherry got the river just 70 meters south west and chose to call it Red Stone River, as the rocks under the water seemed to turn red in the failing light. He had told her that the river went all the way to the other end of the island, warning the girls to never swim it as not only could the undertow take them out to sea but sharks could easily swim through it.

For the remaining streams and ponds he promised they'd get to name those when the four went exploring sometime in the future.

On any given day he enjoyed watching his girls squeal and run through the threes and ponds wearing their swim suites, or in Cherry's case, nothing, but the constant idle of flesh was taking its toll on the lonely man. So many times he'd get lost in fantasies watching their nubile bodies splashing around with their laughter, even more so when the older two would remove articles of clothing while they frolicked.

At present day he was sitting perched on a rock reading the latest George Martin adventure book, or pretending to do so while out of the corner of his eye he realized his three daughters had decided not to swim today but take a bath in the fresh pond they'd named together as "Hallow Spring". They'd called out for him to join but he just shook his head and pretended to read, however his mind was wondering.

'What the hell is wrong with me?' he thought. 'When did I become a child watching pervert?'

The truth was that he'd fallen prey to the desires of pedophilia just a few months before when he had been driving down Schroeder HWY in the southern California city of Antioch, looking for the Home Refurbishing Depot, when he spotted a 12 year old boy hitch hiking on the side of the highway. Being a concerned and good Samaritan he offered the boy a lift.

"Where ya headed, kiddo?"

"Just outside the city line in Capua." The boy said in a rather effeminate tone.

He looked the boy over and noticed he was wearing very short shorts and a loose short-sleeved top with my little ponies on the front.

"You a Bronie, kid?"

The boy laughed and nodded, "Yeah, I love em, they are just so adorable. Especially the Pegasus, she's my favorite one."

No doubt now that this boy was going to grow up and be the bottom end of a relationship with some guy who without a doubt would fill the boys daddy needs.

"I'm Avan..." the cute boy said extending a hand.

Taking Avan's hand and shaking it as he drove, admiring how pretty such a young boy could look. He couldn't have been more than 4'10" with blonde hair that had red streaks down the bangs. His eyes were a piercing shade of blue that seem to stab at the soul, while his flesh was milky fresh white, skinny yet his bottom had bubbled out just a tad making him seem very girlish.

"Whats your name?" Avan asked.

"____. But you can call me anything you like." He answered. "Bub, dude, homey, I don't care."

"Can I call you dad, or daddy?" Avan half joked.

He looked the boy over unsure of how to answer when he noticed that Avan was watching him intensely while raising his right leg till his tiny foot was on the seat.

"Where do you live?" the boys voice was suddenly charged with what sounded to him like lust.

"Um... why do you wanna know?"

"No reason, daddy." Avan's lips curled into a grin. "...just thought that, maybe we could have a little sleepover."

He choked on his breath and nearly swerved at the boys blunt offer, shooting a shocked expression at the gorgeous 12 year old ready to chastise him, just in time to notice Avan's small cock was exposed as the boy had pushed his shorts down to his knees.

It was very small, cut, with a pearl of boyish precum leaking from the tip. Avan's trigger finger and thumb held the tiny two-inch prize as it hardened, stroking gently. "I'd love to have a sleep over with you, daddy."

"Listen kiddo!" He stammered. "This... no... you got a home to get to... someone will come looking, and..."

"My folks are out of town and I was suppose to kick it at my buddies house, but his mom caught me sucking off his dad and screamed and made me leave." Avan was moaning softly. "I WAS going home but daddy... I don't wanna be alone tonight."

The breathless seduction this boy was giving was far too much for him, and a new feeling of desire took over as he drove on silently, attempting to ignore the moaning of the masturbating pre-teen beside him in the passenger side. The only bit of serendipity was when the sun started going down making the car darker so that the chances of being caught with a half nude boy in his vehicle had dropped.

Avan continued to manipulate his little prick while reach under himself with his free hand to slide two of his own fingers into his tight boyhole. Lust burning from his young eyes as he masturbated himself freely in the strange man's car.

"YOU can spend the night, papa..." Avan was moaning as his little cock twitched. His eyes closing as his little body hunched up and down with his groans. "ooooh god daddy! I'm gonna cum!"

Before he could stop the boy, Avan's tiny prick had spurted hot boy jizz all over the front dashboard and car window, the writhing preteen forcing his fingers hard into his tight ass through his orgasm. The driver could only stare ahead, shocked and unbelievably horny with his prick hardening in his jeans while Avan's body jolted and bucked in his seat with the final force of his child cum spewing out.

"I need a cock so bad, daddy." Avon sounded almost like a girl as he spoke.

"I...I..." he couldn't articulate clearly as he came upon the city line for Capua. "I only like... um... girls... and you... a boy... we can't, couldn't, shouldn't...oh god."

"I HAVE special cloths, papa." Avan giggled. "You'd be surprised how much like a girl I can look."

It was too much for him, the beautiful child offering himself after masturbating in his car right in front of him and cumming all over the man's dashboard. The plan was at stake, the visit to the home development store would have to wait, cause right now, a throbbing near 7 and half-inch cock was calling Avan's name, begging like a whimpering hound for that glorious hole.

"You...dress...like a girl?" He looked over a moment at Avan who grinned.

"Daddy... I dress like a LITTLE girl." The boys full pink lips touched his cheek before he slinked back into his damp seat. "I life just off the road over here on Chalky Ave, real remote, private even...VERY private."

He was a trembling nervous wreck as they pulled up to Avan's driveway. No houses around as the kid was right, it was very remote and private, but he still asked if he could park in the garage to avoid anyone noticing his car there. The plan so close at hand he didn't wanna put more risk on his shoulders than there already was...

"Your folks?"

"Out of town, and not due home for a least three weeks?"

"Three weeks?"

"Yeah..." the cutie sighed as he shuffled out of the passenger side. "They go on their fancy trips that I never really liked and leave me to my own... oh well."

Avan went in and a minute later the garage door opened so that he could park inside, the boy was completely nude when he pulled up and stepped out of the driver side as the door closed. The pink milky flesh of the young lad took his breath away.

"Come on in." Avan giggled.

After showing him around, Avan offered his new daddy a drink and told him to wait in the master bedroom while he went and got dolled up.

To quote his favorite comedy, 'this is crazy, this is crazy, this is CRAZY.' He thought, waiting not as nervous as the hard bourbon helped calm his nerves. The room was BIG, on the second floor yet there was a Jacuzzi in the bathroom AND outside on the patio deck. These people must have been loaded!

"Daddy?" Avan's sweet voice carried into the room.

Turning his head to be shocked stark still, wide eyed, slack jawed as was appeared to be a little girl, a PERFECT little girl came into the room dressed in a soft pink long care bear t-shirt as a nighty, long white knee high socks with little flowers stitched into the ankles, little white lace cotton undies underneath, and a pink satin with white frilly laced ribbon around the baby's throat. Avan looked unbelievable and INNOCENT all the same.

"He...hey baby." He stammered downing the bourbon in one fiery gulp.

"Where's mommy?" Avan asked.

Getting into the game he reached out and took the 'girls' hand and pulled 'her' close. "She's out with her friends tonight... why sweety, whats wrong?"

Avan shook his head, looking timid with a soft smile. "I just wanted to ask her something."

"Well hey sweety... you can ask me." His voice had become so parental and kind that Avan had a difficult time not being hard inside of her panties.

"I can, daddy?"

"Of course pumpkin." Leaning in, he kissed Avan's cheek and cuddled him close in ways the child had not been use to, as any other man would have ravaged him by now, but this one as horny as he was; was truly playing the daddy role. It made Avan wanna kiss him and cry, the child was falling in love.

"Daddy loves you sweets... there is NOTHING you can't ask me."

"Promise?"

"On my love for my precious girl... I swear it." His warm breath was making Avan dizzy, the child felt like a virgin in the man's loving embrace.

"Well..." Avan gulped. "When I like a boy... is it normal...well... to get these butterflies...in my tummy?"

He just smiled and played the curious and apprehensive dad. "I suppose so... but tell me, is there some... BOY making plays for you dolly?"

"Daddy you promised."

"Yes, you're right... I'm sorry go ahead."

"Well, how about, when I like a boy... is it normal for me to feel... well... um...hot?"

"Hot, baby?"

"Yes..." Avan nervously pointed down at his lap.

"OH!" He smiled and chuckled. "Well that young lady is perfectly normal for girls your age... although I must admit, I'd hate to think your love for daddy has been replaced."

Giggling Avan shook his head. "No..."

"So, precious... who's the lucky boy."

"Welllllll." Avan's knees came together as he fidgeted and squirmed playfully. "Not really a boy."

"A girl?" He raised his brow.

"No!" Avan giggled.

Furrowing his brow sternly he asked "A man?"

Avan nodded nervously not losing his 'daddy's' gaze, amazed at how quick and well this scared older man had fallen into the role that made him ache for his touch.

"...And what man...would this happen to be."

Avan just looked down timidly and whispered something. "What's that honey." Avan did it again, this time to have 'her' chin raised by his finger as he asked again "Who is it?"

"You, daddy."

"oh! Me is it?"

The 'girl' nodded and nearly broke into gentle sobs that were boarding on real with Avan's deep excitement. "I don't know whats wrong with me daddy, but you just make these butterflies in my tummy, and I get really, REALLY hot inside."

He just sighed and smiled "Baby its perfectly normal, we all have those feelings when we're young."

"We do?"

"It's only natural honey."

"Daddy?"

"Yes sugar?"

"Can I... can I kiss you?"

He turned his face up as if he were thinking real hard for the right words, "Sweety, that wouldn't be right. I'm your daddy, and if anyone found out..."

"I WOULDN'T TELL!" Avan quickly shot. "I wouldn't tell a soul."

"Are you sure, princess?"

Avan nodded slowly before closing her eyes. Her lips slowly meeting his as the electrified kiss overtook em both into melting deep against one another's bodies. Moans escaping with their wet tongue caressing each other, while his arms wrapped around Avan's waist bringing 'her' in.

He could feel Avan's tiny hardness through the panties and it made him even more excited, their game dropping slightly as Avan took control and kissed her way down her daddy's chin and neck, pulling his shirt up out of where it was tucked into his jeans and off of his body exposing a not too hairy chest but just right. Avan's tongue swirling through the dark tuft of man hair, tugging with his lips as he moved down daddy's stomach, eyes gazing up and locking onto his.

"Oh God, Avan!" He moaned as the kid undid his belt buckle, opening the front of his jeans and bringing the zipper down. A soft moan escaped Avan's lips as 'she' pulled daddy's pants and boxer briefs down his legs exposing the long hard fat veiny piece of man flesh that pulsed with need.

"Wow!" Avan exclaimed. "Never had one THIS big yet."

"Really?" surprised as there were plenty of bigger out there.

The boy shook his head and grinned, looking up deep into daddy's eyes as 'her' tongue slithered out and ran delicately up the underside of his mushroom head right to the tip. Bringing a moan from daddy's lips just before wrapping her soft pink lips over the tip of his penis allowing the underside of her tongue to slither left to right and again over the slit in his cock.

"Fuck me, Avan!" his breathing was short and ragged. "No woman is THIS good."

Beaming with pride the child said "...and I've only just begun."

Suddenly daddy's cock was swallowed halfway down the throat of the girly boy who's shirt had ridden up her back exposing her panty covered tush. Both fists wrapped around the fleshy tool as she concentrated with 'her' up and down head motions while suckling hard and deep at the skin of her lovers cock.

"Hmm, hmm, hmmm." Was all the noise Avan could make aside from the loud slurps of wet suction as his head bounced bobbing up and down.

"AVAN!" He cried out. "Fuck boy! Daddy's gonna cum!"

He tried to warn the child but Avan's efforts only increased with his fists working faster and faster as he sucked as much of the dick as he could before gagging.

With the excitement of a child, a boy child dressed like a girl sucking his monster, the man could hardly stand too long before his prick was gushing hot bowls of man milk into the kid's throat. Avan only swallowed greedily, enjoying the precious nectar of white water washing his tonsils with his ever stroke and suck. His girly lips squeezing hard at his new lovers cock head moaning a pathetic begging moan that asked for more, wanting it all.

"Drink it baby!" he moaned. "Drink daddy's spunk! Fuck!!"

As Avan sucked and pulled the last drops of cum from 'daddy's' balls he grinned and quipped that daddy was not satisfied enough as the big mean daddy hammer was still hard and scary big.

"Maybe daddy just needs to cum again, sweety pie."

Avan squealed as he stood, yanking his panties down and turning to face his parent's dresser. Bracing the mahogany with his back to 'daddy', looking over his shoulder. "The lube is in the right bed side night stand, daddy."

With a playful swat to Avan's cute bottom, he stood and played the game further. "Think I don't know where I keep MY sex jelly's girl!"

Avan just giggled and looked in the dresser-mounted mirror at daddy who opened the door, raising a brow at the dirty stuff inside. Gay magazines, pregnant magazines, midgets, even kiddy porn, lubes, handcuffs, date rape drugs, condoms, and a TASER? He lifted it and looked over at Avan who just shrugged before watching daddy put it back with a light shake of his head as he thought 'weird family this one.'

Walking over to the trembling excited little 'girl' rubbing the sweet scented jelly over his pole. "It's edible" Avan giggled, reaching back to take some on 'her' finger and suckle it off.

"Nasty naughty girl." Daddy quipped stepping behind her.

"Daddy, are you gonna put your big Santa wand up my pussy?"

His eyebrows raised 'daddy hammer' 'Santa wand, good lord' he thought with a smirk. "No sweety, little girls have to save their cherries for the men they marry, but for daddy, a little girls bummy hole is JUST right."

"Oh Dear! Daddy not my bummy, that'll hurt!" Avan pouted.

"Not if it you relax and push out like you're going poop-poo." This made the child giggle into his hand.

"Will you be gentle daddy?"

"Maybe sweetheart... but to be honest, I'm VERY excited and I might just need to hurt you just a little bit for it to feel REALLY good to daddy."

"Re-really daddy."

Leaning in to kiss the child on the top of 'her' head. "It's not cause daddy is mad or hates you, but sometimes hurting pretty little things make grown men happy."

As the words left his lips he couldn't believe he had actually said them, never once in his life having even thought of being this way with a child. Avan however felt shivers of excitement rolling down his spine to his tailbone with the menacing words that made his tiny cocklette twitch near orgasm.

"Da...daddy." Avan moaned.

Reaching between the boys spread open thighs from behind, he stroked the little erection with one hand while using the other to rub the head of his cock through the child ass cheeks, making the boy groan in ecstasy, wanting that pressure to push at his delicate boy flower.

"Does my little angel love her daddy?" He whispered in the child ear as he leaned in close.

"YES!" the boy seethed, the desire overtaking his every muscle and whim, believing at this moment he truly was falling in love with this strange man he'd only met less than an hour before.

Releasing Avan's penis, he took the child's hip with that very hand while steadying his cock with the other, pushing slowly but firm against the magnificent starfish that was Avan's tween-aged asshole. The ring giving only a teeny bit for the tip of 'her' 'daddy's' monster.

"Uhg!" Avan grunted.

The sounds leaving the boys lips only further inflamed the man's passion into adding more pressure to further part the child's tight sphincter to finally opening with a near audible pop with his cock head sliding in.

Throwing his head back as the newest sensation pulsed through his loins. Never having tasted the desire of a preteen boys asshole, the pleasure was almost to much, compounded with Avan's grunts of "uhg, uhm, uhm, mmm!" while he forced himself deeper.

With just a couple inches inside of the child's asshole, 'daddy' takes 'her' hips and forcefully plunges deep and hard, bringing a pained yet pleasured yell from Avan's throat.

"AHHHH!" He yelled. "Goddamn it! Easy!"

Avan was panting with his forehead planted on the mahogany dresser, breathing heavily at the nasty intrusion from a cock of size he'd not yet had inside of him before.

"Daddy said it would hurt a little..." He chuckled, savoring the tight vice like grip that made him grow mad with lust for the immature boy.

"The...oh god!" Avan tried to say. "The only...uhg, person that ever, uhm ugh! OH! Fucked me there was... ahh shit! My friend... Ty-AHHH! Tyler! He's UGH! UGH UHM!!! Only 15!"

The boy's words came cut off by the inward thrusts the man was making into his rectum, plowing the child's bowls with his above average flesh spear. Slow but deep and hard strokes, holding Avan's waist as he tried to speak, the pride of being the only MAN to ever fuck this small whelp made him beam with jealous lust for any other man who would most certainly come next, but it was sooooo good!

"OH! Daddy! Easy please! Oh you're too big! Gentle, Gentle! PLEASE!!!" Avan was pleading in pain, the slight of pleasure with the heavy pain made it more than he could bare.

His new daddy didn't stop, he just picked up the speed abit, but not too much as he wanted to keep his pleasure going as long as he could. Driving his mad cock deep and hard in and out of the whimpering child was almost completely doubled over at the waist.

"Dad! Daddy! _____. Please, stop!" Avan was almost sobbing.

Feeling sorry for the boy, he held still, pulling him with his tiny asshole still stuffed to bursting with the man flesh burning inside of him, till there were seated on the bed for a moment. Avan feeling the hard chest against his soft back while laying 'her' head back against her new daddy's shoulder, taking deep breaths.

"Oh god!" Avan exclaimed, his voice so girly and feminine, that it took looking in the mirror to remember by the sight of his penis that this was no girl in fact, but a boy.

"Too much, kiddo?" He asked the child.

Avan smiled and turned his face to kiss him. "I'm ready... when I beg, don't stop, I want it to be rough."

"What if you start crying?" Asking the boy with real genuine concern.

"I will cry; it hurts like hell." Avan giggled. "But it feels so amazing too, so don't stop, okay? Just fuck me while I beg, weep, and scream...do...not...stop...daddy. Okay?"

His answer to the child was to whip him around till 'she' lay face down flat on the mattress and he began working his cock into the boys read end.

"AHHHH! I change my mind!" Avan shouted into the blanket his face was forced into. "Stop! Stop it! Daddy, no stop, ple-hease!!!"

The poor boys bowls were on fire as the man thrust deep and hard, violating the tender hole with his prick. The electric pleasure shooting through his pike staff and down to his heavy cajones. This intense pleasure causing him to cry out violently as he buried himself hard!

Avan could hardly stand the pressure of the man's cock inside of him. He'd half meant it when he cried out the decision to change him mind, but as 'daddy' fucked his burning orifice with mad desire the boy realized it wouldn't end until he felt his insides painted with daddy's warm yogurt. So he lay there face down with his ass bubbled behind him receiving the hardest fucking in 'her' young life, grunting with the 'ugh, uhg, uhm, uhm, hmph, hmph, ugh's repeatedly. Almost fainting dead asleep with the thorough fucking he received...

His body was inflamed with passion, gazing down at poor Avan who's t-shirt was soaked with the sweat of both bodies, before propping his kneels on other side of the child's hips with his prick buried deep in a sudden stop of motion so that he could grab the fabric and rip it straight down the back, exposing hot boy flesh before his very eyes.

"Mmmmm Avan, you're the sexiest boy I've ever known." He moaned sampling kisses from the trembling boys shoulders, while giving soft slow plunges in and out of him.

Avan only mumbled releasing his tight grip from the blankets and just laying there with his sweat chilling on his hot flesh.

"I wuv yo addy." Was what Avan mumbled into the blanket, this time truly meaning it as he clenched his tight sphincter onto the invading flesh that tore him apart at the seams.

Encouraged, the man picked up the pace, driving deep and hard, almost bouncing poor Avan into the mattress as his much needed orgasm was fast approaching.

"I'm almost there baby, daddy's almost there!" he groaned with the child's grunts.

The feeling of a seven and half inch and heavy width cock was pure torture and heaven at the same time filling Avan's asshole with each inward thrust. The boy knew he'd never be able to live without big fat cock inside his dumper ever again, and no cock would feel like 'daddy's'.

"YES! Fuck Christ goddamn it!" He grunted into the wet sweaty boy. "Cumming!"

A heavy warm splash of hot jizz was what Avan felt coating his insides like thick paint, making the boy smile and wish he was a girl with a womb for this nasty papa spread to inhabit. 'Her' little eyes half closed and fluttering with a wide grin and 'she' was rocked back and forth into the linens with every orgasmic thrust that came from 'daddy' filling 'her' bowls with sinful cock spit.

"Humph! HO! Fuck!" He grunted one last time, holding still as the last of his happy happy joy joy juice left his aching and dwindling daddy hammer.

Avan moaned gently, glowing as he felt the man's body fall beside him on the bed and cuddling his tiny form to his hairy chest, stroking the child's hair and he kissed his neck.

"That was incredible." Was all he could say to the boy.

They'd made love and fucked many times over the next few days, that ended with a sobbing Avan who didn't want him to go, but the plan was too important. He just brushed the tears from the weeping child's cheek and promised to visit all he could when he could.

That itself was often, with heavy use of gas miles, but it was worth it to have such a willing and sexy 'mistress'. Avan's parents wouldn't be returning until shortly after he himself left to execute his plan to have his family back, but the thought of leaving this little boy who'd fallen so in love with him was almost heart breaking.

'I'll take him with me.' He thought one morning as he stroked the sleeping child's shoulders. Admiring how beauty Avan looked sleeping with his cheek lying on the hairy chest. 'Don't be stupid... the girls will ask too many questions, it just wouldn't work.'

The sad morning came when he had to explain to Avan that it was over, just a passing fling, but Avan threw himself at his knees holding and crying loud and hard, pathetically begging, breaking his heart. Knowing it was a lie, he took Avan by the shoulders and said "Maybe someday, we'll meet again..." then he kissed the boy, like something from a movie, yeah, a pedophile's homosexual parody of Gone With The Wind or Casablanca. Quite literal wouldn't you say? 'Here's lookin at you, kid.' But something had to be said and done.

"If... *sniffle* we do, will you love me!" Avan heaved through shallow breaths.

Taking the child's face in his hands. "How could I not?" and he meant it. Avan kissed him one last time, weeping like a heart broken woman on the edge of a cliff. His own heart breaking, especially when Avan said. "Someday, I'm gonna turn into a girl for you... a real one, and I wont be one of those nasty deformed, broad shouldered he-she's either... but pretty, beautiful... for you."

That was the last time he'd ever see Avan, hoping to God someone would come take that boys heart and do well with it what he himself could not.

Chapter 3

His thoughts broken by his screaming girls as he looked up from the book, the pages he'd turned absent-mindedly the whole time. He realized that the girls had stopped swimming some time ago and went about their own devices, especially when Cherry came running back to him laughing hysterically. Sandy's voice screeching behind her "I fucking hate you... I hate you!"

"WHOA!" He called a halt while taking Cherry's arm and holding a hand out to Sandy.

"What in God's name is this all about!"

"Nu-theeeng!" Cherry teased Sandy in a singsong voice.

Looking at Sandy it was plain to see that she was red faced and humiliated at something, so he snapped at Cherry demanding to know what in such a fierceness that made his daughter stop, scared suddenly as she mumbled something that sounded only to be 'ee erated u u ad'

"What!" He demanded.

"Stop it!" Sandy shrieked.

"I... I...saw..." Cherry was meeker now.

"What, what did you see Sandy doing." He shook her arm holding tight.

"Ow..." Cherry squeaked. "Nothing."

"No! Boo you, nothing, you tell me. I'm not above spanking you young lady."

Eyes wide Cherry finally broke. "Isawhermasturbatingbyherpondsaying...!"

Sandy yelped as her sister had barked it out so quick, she was wide eyed and near tears, not looking as she stormed away before Cherry could finish, leaving the befuddled man holding her sisters arm.

After confining Cherry to the hut with a promise of ten hard belt laid swats if she left, putting Becky in charge of watching her with a threat of five for her if she failed her duty, he stalked off looking for Sandy during the remainder of the day.

Night was almost closing in when he finally found her in the wreckage of the old boat sobbing. She'd spotted him and said to go away.

"Sweetheart." He started.

"No, daddy, go away." Sandy turned with a pillow tightly held to her front.

They were in the cabin of the boat and she on the pull out bed where the kitchenette was, tears stained her face, but her eyes would not look at him.

"Honey, your sister..."

"YOU LET HER GET AWAY WITH EVERYTHING!" Sandy yelled.

Furrowing his brows as a stern warning for her to calm down. "She's on punishment... confined to the hut, and I already swatted her butt with the belt... yell at me again and see if I don't, because I don't play favorites and I wont be accused of it."

"Sorry, dad." She whispered.

"It's normal, sweetheart." He said.

"It's not normal!" She was crying harder.

"Masturbation is completely normal, everybody does it!" He almost laughed.

"What about the other part?"

He cringed in curiosity, "what part?"

Apparently she'd heard Cherry's mumbling of what she heard her sister say, but he hadn't, so he kept as if he had to get it out of her.

"That's normal too."

"Moaning 'daddy' is normal?" She shot back.

Sandy squealed and buried her head into the pillow at his shocked wide-eyed gaze, realizing he truly hadn't heard Cherry say that part. She whimpered and wept harder, trembling as he laid a hand on her shoulder...

"That's... that's normal... sweetheart." He didn't know if it was, but whether or not he didn't want her to feel horrible.

"I'm sorry, daddy!" She rushed around throwing her arms around his neck burying her face into his skin crying. "I'm a freak! I hated those men! I hated sucking their dicks, I hated fucking her dad and uncle Jimmy! I hated it so much that the only way I could stand it was by thinking of you!"

"Thinking of me?" he asked.

Sandy pulled away, snorting to clear her nose and sniffling, taking a breath while her eyes burned with tears. "At first..." she wiped at the tears. "I only thought of you with my eyes closed, none sexual things, innocent. But after a while, I don't know... you were my happy place, dad."

His heart was breaking hearing this. "I was only 9 when uncle Jimmy first did it, he was touching me long before that, swearing he'd leave Cherry alone. I guess I resent her some because she's such a brat and I thought I was taking it to protect her, what a horseshit lie that turned into."

Stroking her shoulders, wanting to REALLY kill that prick. Wishing he'd been able to sneak away on a secret boat, (too bad he hadn't thought of that) to kill Jim and get Avan.

"For God's sake dad, a vagina had nerve endings that react when stimulated... the first time I almost came with that asshole I wanted to throw up and slit my wrists." He nodded, understanding. "Then I'd close my eyes, imagine it was you and it made it easier...better even..." she tried to look into his eyes. "Stupid uncle Jimmy thought he was finally turning me on, but really, his small ass dingle couldn't raise the hair off a midget's er, little persons cunt, sorry." He shook his head with a hand up to say never mind the swear.

"But when I pictured you... I don't know... it became an obsession. I gave blowjobs to some people with my eyes closed imagining it was yours. I fucked my best friend's dad a couple times, imagining it was you. THAT felt good." She giggled a bit, then cleared her throat and nose again before he offered her a tissue. "He thought it was SO exciting that I called him daddy too... the idiot."

After a long pause she sniffled one last time, nervous and awkwardly trying to look at him. "So... I'm pretty gross huh dad?"

He shook his head and smiled. "I've had my times... to be honest... since we got here, well."

"What?" she smiled.

"I've found it hard not to look at you girls when you're nude, without... you know."

Sandy grinned. "Hey now!" he pointed a finger her way. "I'm not one of THOSE men, I'd never hurt you girls like your uncle did."

She nodded "I know."

"You okay sweetheart?"

Sandy looked at him questioningly, he responded "Feeling better, I mean... after getting it off your chest?"

A nod confirmed it but she surprised herself when she quipped "I'm just mad I didn't get to finish." Covering her mouth almost bursting to laughter with a crimson blush.

It was his turn to blush with shock as he said "Want daddy to help you?"

Their eyes locked in awe and bewilderment, almost as if they'd been strangers crossing paths with a deep attraction halting their impending destinations, for only a time, long enough to ensnare the moment and prolong it with a growing passion.

A gentle nod was all Sandy could manage before she felt his fingers touch her shoulders, causing her to lay back so that he may raise her shirt with a tormentuous slow tug to bring her white cotton undies down her legs and off of her ankles, revealing her glistening quim. A thick but light teenage patch of dark pubis decorated her mound, and to mind only one word rang clear... perfect.

Sandy arched her back with her eyes closed and soft moan escaping her lips when she felt her fathers kiss touch her delicate lady flower.

"Ooooh!" she moaned, biting her lower lip.

The scent of her sex drove his senses wild when he laid his nostrils just inches away from the sweet slit of her labia, the tip of his tongue parting her flesh gently, bringing a shocked groan from her throat.

"DADDY!" she squealed.

Her fingers tugged his hair from between her wide set knees, where his head dipped low allowing his tongue to circle letters and numbers over her sensitive nub.

Her moans grew louder, her toes curling as she raised her feet in the air, holding tight to daddy hair as he ate her sopping wet pussy. His licks getting deeper with his growls vibrating inside of her flesh, making her clit tingle with his growing assaults. "Daddy! More, please god, dad more!" she was almost sobbing with desire now.

Her hips bucking up and down, grinding her thirteen year old cunny against his lips and chin desperately trying to achieve the orgasm denied by her little sisters snooping, an orgasm sure to be better than all the others as it was finally being given by he whom she most desired.

"Fuck daddy yes! I'm almost there!"

The feel of her fingers digging into his scalp only increased the intensity of his lapping tongue, prompting him to push one then two fingers inside of her, bringing her to howling. Her ass thrusting up pushing him with her pelvis, attacking with even more zeal, suckling at her clit with his fingers pushing in.

"FUCK, FUCK, DADDY, GODDAMN, FUCK! AHHHH!!!!"

Sandy's pussy was throbbing and pulsing with a menacing orgasm that shook through her cunt walls making her body betray her in the most delicious way possible. For the first time in her life she was squirting warm fluids from her pussy into her fathers face.

The initial shock of a daughter that's a squirted was quickly replaced by a hungry growl that made him devour her teen pussy with intense passion. She was whimpering and squealing through her orgasm, multiple eruptions followed the first as her daddy brought her to cumming simultaneously.

"Ahh! Cumming! Daddy! Fuck! Stop! Don't Stop! Shit!" she cried out, humping her papa's face frantically.

The sight of her breasts shaking violently under her shirt, the juices that blasted his face and mouth, the nature of the female being his own child made the poor man harder than he'd ever been. Tasting her sweetness, giving final suckles at her clit before she pushed at his head with joyful whimpers and sobs, begging him to stop.

"No more! Daddy, stop! Just... oh god!" she groaned with her chest heaving up and down, trying not to laugh joyfully at the intense orgasm that overcame all others.

'It was just his TONGUE!' she thought exquisitely.

"mmm dad!" her hands roaming her belly under her shirt, eyes closed basking in the moment of her sexual after glow. "Why Becky's mom broke up with you is... mind boggling... any man that can eat pussy like that is a fucking GOD!" she giggled.

"Language young lady..." he quipped quietly, wiping his face and tasting his fingers.

They just looked at each other for the longest time, savoring the sight that followed such a forbidden intimacy between father and daughter. When Sandy arose to kiss him but he stopped her, with a gentle smile he kissed her lips with a fatherly peck and said. "The girl's will be worried about us, head on back."

Noticing his hard cock straining through his pants she bites her lip and smiles "Don't you want some help with THAT first, dad?"

Looking down at it he just smirks and shakes his head, "Go on honey, I'll be out in a bit."

"Sure dad." Getting up to leave she reaches for her panties but he stops her.

"Um, may I... hold onto... you know... these for a while?"

Her blush and wide assed grin was too comical to look at so he turned his eyes away as she stepped out of the cabin and onto the deck. He fishes out his cock after hearing her step off the boat and onto the shore, wrapping his fist around the shaft tightly with a loud groan.

He finished himself into his daughters panties with heavy shame and excitement knowing it was only a matter of time before he crossed the line with his own flesh and blood.

She stalked her way in the darkening night with a wide grin on her face knowing it was just a matter of time before she crossed the line with her own...flesh and blood.