I was 10-years-old when my mom and dad divorced. Yeah, it was sad for me, but it was also something of a relief that I didn't have to be embarrassed or sad about her anymore. I didn't have to see her getting chills and sick. Or see her with those strange men.

Living alone with Daddy was a lot different and it gave me a lot more time by myself. By then I was in the fourth grade and was allowed to walk home from school by myself, but Daddy still insisted that the school bus take me home.

After school, my friend Jenny and I usually played together, either at her house or mine. Because she was two years older than me, she was the one that decided where we'd go.

On the days when we didn't get together after school, I either watched TV or played on the computer. It was during one afternoon at the computer that I found out a site on the internet that showed naked grown-ups. Shocked, I quickly backed out. That night when Daddy went onto the computer, I was panicky thinking that he'd discover what I'd seen. When he didn't, I was very relieved.

The next day I told Jenny what I'd found and she laughed. She didn't know the site that I told her about, but she knew some others, and told me them. She also told me how to fix the computer so that Daddy wouldn't find out if I went to those sites, which of course I did, the very next day.

Until then, I had no knowledge of sex, even though I had in fact actually witnessed it once with my mom and one of her man friends. At the time, I knew it was wrong for them to be naked so when I saw them, I hurried away, trying to shut out the sight and my mom's happy cries of pleasure from my head.

Now, as I went to some of these sites, I saw the same thing in pics of different sets of grown-ups. I also saw a lot of other different sex scenes and soon began to read and partially understand words like fuck and cum and cock and cunt.

The following day, when Jenny and I were alone in her room I told her of all that I'd seen on the computer (I somehow knew that I should never tell her about what I'd seen my mom doing that day) and then she added to my education, explaining some things about fucking and sucking and guys 'eating pussy' and all kinds of stuff. Even though she was a virgin, she'd learned it all from the computer and what her older sister Bev told her.

When I explained about seeing one girl touching her naked 'thing', I suddenly realized that Jenny was blushing.

"Y-you... ?" I stuttered that question.

Nervously she grinned, and then nodded. "Yeah, silly," she said quietly in a conspiratorial tone. "All girls play with themselves, they just don't tell nobody -- and the word is cunt or pussy, remember?"

I nodded numbly.

Seeing my confusion she added, "Yeah, I know that you don't do it yet, but one day you'll get feelings down there and you'll end up doing it. And you'll love it, you'll see."

"What do you mean, feelings?"

"You're probably too young. You'll know when you get them. It's like a craving thing, you'll see. An urge - tingle - itch ... I can't explain. It's nature acting on your body. When we grow up and get married our husbands will fuck us cause we'll want them to. Pussies and cocks need each other, but you have to be married. Well, you don't have to be, but you'll get in trouble if you're not. Bev said that when you get older, your craving is even more and that's why people get married, so they can be satisfied."

Over the next year, my sex education continued; my lessons were both visual from the computer and verbal from Jenny. Still, I never felt those 'feelings' that she spoke about, so I never touched myself.

Most nights I spent doing my homework, while daddy either got onto the computer or watched TV. Usually, I'd spend an hour or so after my homework, watching TV with him. It was during one of those nights while we were watching a love movie that I first began to think of what he was going through without mom. I now knew that married people had sex all the time, but being that he was alone, he must have been going without. If grown ups had cravings as bad as Jenny said, it must have been tough on Daddy, I thought.

I think that was the first night that I looked down at the crotch of his pants. I could make out the shape of something that I guessed was his cock, and I even think I blushed. Often, after that, I found myself looking to see if I could see it within his pants.

A lot of nights I'd sleep in Daddy's bed, when there was a storm or just lightning and thunder. From that time forward, if I awoke while he was still sleeping, I'd tried to look at where his cock might be, though I never saw it, only the shape.

I was eleven years old the first time I masturbated. I was home alone after school and on the computer and I had just found a new porno site. Although this site had scenes similar to the other sites I usually visited, the pics were of sex between family members. The ones between brothers and sisters were exciting, but it was the ones between daddies and daughters that had me so excited.

There was one set in particular of a girl about 14 years old who was taking her daddy's big cock in her pussy, which was actually wet from oozing sex. He was so big that the pics showed how much he was stretching her. Like so many of the other pics, the girl in this one looked really, really, excited and happy. Looking at them, I started thinking of Daddy's cock and in my mind, I was sure that his was even bigger than the father on the computer.

The girl's pussy was wet and shiny with sex juice, and her fingers were rubbing her clit. As I looked over each of the pictures, I realized I was becoming wet like she was. Nervously, I moved my hand down between my legs, feeling how wet the crotch of my panties had become. My pussy was actually leaking out juices!

That was the first time in my life that I masturbated.

It wasn't long after that that I met Todd while on the internet. It started when I found a incest forum and before long, we were IMming. Todd was an older man, and he told me he liked young girls. I knew I was safe as long as I never told him where I lived, and I enjoyed hearing a grown up talk about sex. He and I didn't get to talk too much because he was usually working when I was on the computer. He told me that he was mostly online at nights.

Still, in the next couple of months, we must have talked a dozen times. I have to admit that he would get me horny and worked up talking about sticking his big cock in my little cunt ... having me suck the delicious load of cum from his hard on prick ... eating my hot little pussy ... fucking me blind ... etc. etc.

Then he started talking to me as if I was his little girl and he would tell me the same things, only now he was saying things like 'I'm fucking my little girl.' 'She likes her daddy's big cock up her hot cunt.' 'Fuck daddy back hon.' 'Fuck me, fuck me.'

In between Todd's comments I'd add a short one of my own, like, 'Uh huh' 'Hmm hmm, yeah'. At the same time I'd be touching myself. It was when he started talking with the word Daddy that I actually began fantasizing about my real father. I knew that grown ups liked sex, and I didn't think he had any since the divorce, and I wondered how horny he might be and if I could maybe get him excited enough to touch me and maybe even do more.

One night Daddy went to bed early; it was shortly after dinner. He said that he was up late the night before and wanted to catch up on his sleep. After telling me not to stay up past 9 o'clock, he then went to his room.

I waited about a half hour, making sure that he wasn't coming back, and hurried onto the computer. In less than ten minutes I'd found Todd and he and I were talking a sexual fantasy that had him fucking his little girl. For some reason, he was getting me worked up faster than usual. I could feel that familiar wetness in my panties, as he was describing how he wanted to shoot his daddy-cum into my hot little cunt, when suddenly a burst of thunder roared and the house went black, computer and all.

The electricity going off in the house wasn't something that happened often, but it did happen occasionally in bad weather. Still, my immediate reaction was fear. I sat perfectly still listening to the sound of the computer crackling down to a quiet stillness.

The sudden total silence must have awoken my father, because I heard his door open and then he called out, "Susan? You alright, hon?"

"Y-yeah Dad. I'm okay."

"Better come to bed," he called. "The lights could be out all night."

"Okay, sure," I muttered and arose.

Usually, during a storm I slept in Daddy's bed anyway, so now with the lights out I didn't even bother to ask. I slowly made my way through the rooms of darkness, groping for the stairs, and made my way up to his room.

Daddy had left his door open and had lain back down on his bed. Usually, I undressed in my own room, and put on a nightie, but now with the lights out, I didn't want to go there alone to do that.

Besides, taking my jeans and blouse off in my father's room seemed okay what with the darkness. I mean, sure I would be topless, but he wouldn't see my chest, and I did have panties on.

I got under the blanket on the opposite side of the bed, saying, "'Night 'night, Daddy," as I squirmed a bit before lying on my back.

Suddenly, my father's leg moved against mine and all of a sudden I was totally aware that I was nearly naked, in bed with my father. I was also very conscious of the fact that my panties were wet from Todd's fantasy.

I wondered if I should simply go into the bathroom and finish off what had started earlier, but I quickly decided that I couldn't do that without Daddy being suspicious. Still, I was feeling quite horny at that point and wished that I could touch my pussy.

Then, Daddy's breathing changed and I guessed that he had fallen asleep.

As I lay there, my mind wouldn't stop thinking about sex; about Todd talking of fucking me while I envisioned Daddy doing it to me. Now, I couldn't help but to feel my father's body heat radiating beneath the blanket.

Instead of calming down, I was actually getting wetter. My virgin pussy was oozing out its inner juices. I wanted to touch myself but I was afraid to wake my daddy (even though in my fantasies he would wake up and touch me down there).

It was then that my body started to control my mind. For so long I had sneaked looks at my father's cock, and now with him asleep alongside me, I decided to take a chance.

I was aware of how sensitive a man's cock is, so I determined to go as easy as was possible, making it seem as if I had touched him accidentally in my sleep, should he awaken.

Gently, I turned on my side, and at the same time I ever-so-lightly allowed my hand to land upon the lump in his shorts, just letting it lay on the heated mass. At first I thought it was my imagination, but I thought I heard my father catch his breath. My heart was pounding in my chest as I concentrated on the feel beneath my unmoving fingers. I had never touched a cock before, but I thought they were supposed to be soft and shriveled. Daddy's wasn't, and unless I was mistaken, he actually had a hard-on.

I continued to lay unmoving in the dark. Then, to my surprise, I felt a twitch beneath my hand. He did have a hard-on and it liked my hand there!

To my dismay, I felt Daddy's hand on mine, drawing it off him. Then, he shifted and I froze. Daddy was getting up; did he know that I was awake? As he arose, I lay back onto my back, shifting further to the edge of the bed. I was frightened and stayed still, hoping he didn't suspect that I had done that on purpose.

Once he was off the bed, I heard him moving. Even in the darkness of the room, I might have seen his shadow or something, had I opened my eyes. However, I was so scared I kept my eyes tightly shut. I probably looked as alarmed as any 11-year-old ever looked.

Daddy was now standing alongside the bed, on the side where I lay. I could hear him breathing over me, but I kept my eyes closed as if I were asleep. He moved closer and suddenly his lower body was against the bed. A sudden hotness touched the side of my thigh, which was next to the edge of the bed. I could feel my daddy's hard cock touching me. As afraid as I was, I still felt an excitement from this forbidden contact.

As I concentrated on that spot, I came to realize that his cock was naked. Had Daddy taken off his shorts, or was his prick sticking through that hole in his shorts?

Suddenly his hand was on my upper thigh, gently separating it into a more open position. I went with the flow, allowing my leg to move easily. Daddy was actually touching me. I was so excited, I didn't know whether to be afraid or not. I caught my breath when his hand moved up and onto my panties, his fingers reaching toward my butt as his hand cupped my pussy. My father was feeling me up down there!

I heard softly talking. "Hmmm. Daddy's little girl's pussy is all wet, waiting for her daddy's big dick."

My heart was racing, my mind seemed flushed in a red haze.

He then cupped my pussy in his right hand and at the same time, I could feel him rubbing his cock against me with his left, when I felt him stop.

After a moment's silence, he continued while murmuring softly, "I don't think she would wake up if I just pulled her panties down."

I lay silent and frozen. I guessed that he knew I was awake and was looking for me to give him some sort of an okay, but I couldn't be sure of that.

I couldn't imagine him touching me if I was awake because he'd never done anything like that before. What if he really thought I was asleep and I let him know I wasn't? Maybe he'd stop, and I didn't want that.

"Let's get these off to see what's making her so wet," he whispered.

In the excitement of the pitch black room, I felt Daddy's hand sliding my panties down my legs, baring my virgin cunt which was by now moistened with juices. I was so horny I could feel the air swish against my pussy.

"It's so beautiful," he whispered, sounding as if he too was real horny. I could feel him staring at it, and that made me even hotter.

Now that my dad had my panties off, I felt his hand rubbing against his penis again. At the same time, I felt his finger trailing against my slit, and the feelings within me were mind-boggling. I was only 11. This was my own father who was feeling my pussy; the first one to ever touch it other than me.

It was all that I could do to stop myself from moaning. I had played with myself there before, but it didn't feel anything like Daddy's hand and finger. My body -- my pussy was on fire, feeling that craving that Jenny mentioned, only a hundred times stronger. As young and virginal as I was, my pussy was so eager that the lips opened almost of their own accord for his index finger, which soon slid up within the slick slit to search for and then finding my little button.

I know that my hips were occasionally moving. My body was tingling but I still feigned sleep as he ran his index finger over my clit. I was biting my lower lip to keep from crying out my excitement while at the same time, I continued to act as if I was asleep. As Daddy's finger rubbed a little harder on my aroused spot, his other hand continued to rub his penis.

I felt him moving onto the bed and even though I realized he had moved between my parted legs, I was shocked when I felt his mouth breathing hot air on my moistened pussy. Then he whispered, "Oh yeah, your pussy is so good baby -- it needs loving."

I had seen enough pics to know that some guys put their mouths on cunts, but to feel my own father's on mine was something I had never expected.

At the touch of his lips to my pussy, my hips shot up, as my body reached for the ultimate pleasure. The groan I let out was loud enough to be heard outside in the street.

Suddenly, I felt Daddy's tongue sliding inside my slit, and caressing my clit. I couldn't stop my hips from switching. The sensations shooting through me were awesome.

Daddy's mouth and tongue were doing things that had my body reacting of its own accord.

Being a virgin, I think my pussy was too tight for him to oral me properly, but he did manage to stick his tongue into my pussy, tongue-fucking me as best he could.

By then I was so horny I no longer cared if he knew I was awake. I opened my eyes and shoved my pussy harder against his face so his tongue could have more entrance.

"Oh daddy it feels so good," I whispered, finally acknowledging that I was awake and agreeable.

"Does it, baby girl?" he whispered, not seeming surprised to hear me talking.

"Hmmm..."

"Is this better than Todd?"

Any other time, I probably would have been scared for my life, but I knew that Daddy was now as hot for me as I was for him.

Somehow, he had probably read some of the stuff that Todd and I said to each other, but I'd deal with that after this.

"Yes, Daddy, yes. You're real. You're -- Oooo Daddy, please -- stick a finger in..." I pleaded,

He stopped for a minute. "Are you sure baby?"

I kinda thought that his finger would hurt my cherry, but I was so wet and horny I didn't care. His mouth was wonderful, but I wanted more than that. I wanted his cock in me, even though I had never been fucked.

"Yes Dad, please!" I groaned while rolling my hips from side to side.

As he kissed and licked at my pussy, he cautiously slid a finger into my tight cunthole. Again I groaned as he penetrated me for the first time. He went slowly, trying not to hurt. It took a while and once he had reached a certain depth, he stopped, allowing my pussy to get used to this pleasurable intruder.

Then he whispered, "Hold on, Suze." I suddenly felt a sting and stiffened. Then he paused again. I didn't know it at the time, but as simple as that, I had lost my virginity.

As I relaxed, he began to finger fuck me. My own father was finger-fucking and eating my pussy! I had never been so hot and excited and I knew then that I would be spending my life as his lover.

My hips moved vigorously and I moaned with pleasure, "Oh daddy, daddy, mmm ooo..."

"Mmm Daddy - loves - your - pussy," he spoke to my pussy as he continued to pleasure me.

Then, I was suddenly pleading, "OH DADDDDEEEE OH. P-put another finger in me -- please..."

I could feel my juices trickling down toward my ass and my daddy eagerly licking it up.

"How's this, baby girl?"

"Ahhhhhhhmmmm oooo yeah, Dad."

My father was fucking me with two fingers now. My hips were rolling and wild sensations were happening inside me.

"Ohhh baby girl. Daddy wants to stick his dick in your tight cunt hole. Would you like that?"

I was fucking up to his fingers and face now and I urgently pleaded, "Yes, Daddy, please!"

"Do you want Daddy's cock or Todd's."

"Oh Daddy not -- I was only -- I want YOU to do me Daddy. Pleeeese?"

As I pleaded, he pulled his mouth off me, gently and teasingly withdrawing his slick fingers.

"You've been thinking of cock, huh baby girl?"

I was too hot to think how wrong this was. I rapidly nodded, knowing (or at least hoping) that he was going to actually fuck me. "Yes Daddy -- yours."

Then he was kneeling between my legs, which I purposely opened wider, wanting him in me.

"Do you want to be Daddy's lover?"

"Yes daddy, yes, yes," I urged rapidly.

"What do you want me to do, hon?"

"Stick your cock in me daddy, please stick it in me."

I could feel my daddy lift himself on top of me, and I could feel the huge head of his cock at the entrance of my tight pussy. Horny beyond anything I've felt so far, I eagerly pressed my body up to his and began rubbing myself against him. He slowly rubbed his cock up and down my slit, and with two fingers he spread my lips so he could gain better entrance into my pussy hole.

Almost immediately, I felt his cock trying to penetrate me. Daddy wanted to fuck me! Frantically, I scrunched a little more and felt the head pop into me.

Omigod it felt so good, even with so little penetration! I moved some more, trying to get it all the way into me.

"What else?" he asked. There was no doubt in my mind that he'd read those messages between me and Todd.

"Cum in me Daddy," I moaned as I felt him slowly stick the head of his throbbing cock into my pussy. "Ohh daddy fuck me."

I wanted his cock all the way inside me. Not knowing that his finger had punctured my hymen, I expected it was going to hurt, but I didn't care. I wanted to be fucked!!!

"Dad, I have to have you now," I gasped. "I really need it. Please. I truly need to make love with you."

"This is going to hurt some, baby girl, but it will feel better soon. Just let daddy make you feel good okay?"

"Okay, yeah Daddy, do it to me. Make me..." I started, and he entered me slowly. Although my hymen wasn't intact, I was as tight as any 11-year-old. My slit gave grudgingly, elasticizing for his wonderful flesh.

I shimmied again, causing his cock to slide almost all the way inside me. I groaned. It was heaven. I couldn't believe how good it felt. It just felt so wonderful. Daddy began to move against me. He rubbed my thighs and pressed his weight into me as he thrust his cock deep into my pussy.

I screamed, "AHHHH Oh that's soooo good."

Daddy was actually fucking me, keeping that wonderful length of pulsing flesh inside me. He then began to pump. My brain finally registered that my own father's cock was inside me, moving in and out, over and over, in and out. My eyes closed. It all felt so good!

I spread my legs some more and matched his movements, taking him deeply into me on every down stroke. I was delirious.

"Oh god, Dad, fuck me; fuck me hard. Oh god, it feels so wonderful. Omigod, omigod, don't stop. It feels so good."

He leaned down and kissed me, long and hard, our tongues dueling and dancing, and it kicked my feelings up yet another notch. My body was on fire.

My father began to fuck me in earnest, his balls slapping against my ass crack while his pubic hairs tickled my little clit. My masturbating experiences and the fantasies I'd been having had apparently prepared me for this. I was fucking my little body back up to him with every thrust he made into me. I reached my arms around his body and clutched at his back. Daddy and I were actually fucking like lovers.

I spread my legs still wider, raising my bare ass up off the mattress so he could get at me better, and he shoved his hard-on up my very wet cunt; I could feel his throbbing cock all the way up inside me. I gasped with the wanton sensation of his huge prick sliding into my hot snatch, my knees opening wider still as he rammed his pulsing flesh up my cunt.

"Oh god Daddy I love you..." It seemed as if all of my life I'd been wanting this.

As he continued fucking me, I started moaning, my ass moving up and down while his rigid cock plunged in and out of my tight cunt. His balls were swinging back and forth and slapping into my squirming ass-cheeks, his massive prick ramming deeper and deeper into my quivering snatch.

His hips moved faster with each thrust and the harder he fucked me, the more I loved it. His big prick kept slamming up into my soaking cunt and I was clutching wildly at his back and shoulders, my bare legs thrashing.

"Oh god Daddy... !"

He was stabbing me harder and harder with his cock and I was trembling all over with the fire racing throughout my loins.

Groaning all the louder, I began working my churning thighs up over his hips. His prick was pistoning in and out of my wet pussy and his breath was hot and hard against my neck, his hips pumping furiously.

I managed to get my quaking legs up around his back and then my cunt-hole was wide-open to him, his thick cock slamming into the very depths of my snatch and starting to bottom out. I writhed and squirmed while he fucked the hell out of me, his cock battering my cunt to pieces.

The feel of his massive prick deep in my wet gripping cunt was driving me wild, his balls slamming into my ass-cheeks still harder and spurring me on. I was groaning and gasping for air, my ass bouncing up and down and my pussy getting humped the way it loved being humped.

I knew that I should be telling him that I had stopped taking the pill but this was way too good to stop.

Both of us were sweating like crazy and the strong smell of my wet cunt was heavy in the air. My oily-slick juices were oozing out of my snatch and running down into the fleshy crack of my ass, my crotch and thighs and ass dripping wet with twat-cream.

Daddy's rigid cock just kept driving deeper into my tight snatch, his bulbous cock-head parting and then filling the slick opening between my slippery cunt-walls. He was fucking me furiously and I was fucking him right back, my thighs and ass pumping to take his long cock still deeper in my hot cunt.

I had my legs crossed behind his back and every time he rammed his prick up my snatch, my ass raised up off the bed, my knees bending and my cunt gaping open. His prick kept sliding in and out of my cunt and his balls kept swinging and banging into my ass, all the while both of us getting closer and closer to getting off.

"Oh, God Daddy!" I groaned in Daddy's ear. "Oh! Push it in deeper! Fuck me even harder! Ohhhhh, God, I love the way you fuck me, I love having your hard prick in my cunt! Fuck me harder, fuck me harder! Ohhhhhh! Push it in me -- deeper! Deeper! Ohhhhhh! You're fucking me so good! You're fucking me so good! Fill me Daddy ... push it up me as far as you can! Give me all of your cock, give me it all in my cunt! Ohhhhhhh!"

Daddy was cramming his cock as deep as he could up my wet snatch, ramming it into me and then pulling it back out. I was working my ass with a frenzy, pumping my hips as he slammed his cock as hard as possible into my cunt.

His swollen cock-head kept bottoming out each time he shoved it into my snatch, and I was jerking and squirming under him, taking the full length of his giant prick and wanting even more. My pussy-juices were flowing and soaking everything they touched, a steady trickle of warm liquid running from the crack of my snatch and seeping down to cover my throbbing asshole.

My hot thighs were clamped around his pumping hips and my ass was coming up off the couch faster and faster, my entire body straining as I tried to take his mammoth cock still deeper up my snatch. I could feel his cock deep in my cunt, and it was throbbing like crazy, the solid shaft of his driving prick filling my snatch almost to bursting.

"Tell me what you want me to do," he groaned.

I could feel a orgasm coming on, and the harder his penis slammed into my cunt the closer I came to an orgasm.

"Cum in me Daddy. Cum in my pussy!" I gasped, muttering incoherently. "Shoot your wad in my cunt and let me feel your cum! Fill me Daddy! Fuck me faster, faster, faster! Shoot off in my cunt, shoot right up inside your little girl! Ohhhhh, God! It feels so good. Fuck me, it's driving me crazy. Give me everything that you can. Harder, Daddy, harder! Push your cock up my cunt and cum in me, cum every ounce of your cum up inside me! Ohhhhh! Ohhhhh! OHHHHHH! I want you to shoot a baby in me!!!"

"Oh Goddddd," he groaned.

Daddy's plunging cock jerked wildly in my snatch, a harsh moan escaping his lips. Suddenly he cried out, "Here it is baby girl ... Daddy's cummmmgggnnnaahhh ahhhhh ahhhh..." he cried as he tensed up and I felt his cock getting bigger and twitching within me.

Then I felt his cock pulsing and knew that his cum was gushing up into my cunt, thick streams of it squirting into the depths of my hole and filling me with warm liquid. I wrapped my legs and arms tighter about him as I was sure that he was squirting his hot juice into my body. If there was any chance whatsoever of my having his baby, I wanted that.

Fucking me still harder, he kept ramming his shooting prick as far up my cunt as he could get it, pumping all his hot jism into my throbbing snatch. He was moaning and groaning and his thick cum kept spurting into my cunt, his thrusts feverish as he shot his rocks. He continued to hump, while moaning my name. At the same time I squeezed my thighs tightly about him, knowing that he was still emptying his seed in me.

Suddenly, I stiffened beneath him with a sharp moan. Only then did I fully grasp the danger of what was happening, but at that moment I didn't care. My slippery cunt-walls suddenly tightened round his ramming cock as my own orgasm overtook me, my cries of pleasure splitting the air and wave after wave of shuddering cunt-spasms slamming into me. Finally after a couple of more pumps I felt a wave of pleasure fill my body and I orgasmed, my body quivered underneath my own father's body.

"Daddy, I'm - oh - oh - AHHHHHH..."

I knew he could feel my walls tightening around his dick from the way his moans and groans reacted and he continued to fuck me hard. My wet asshole clamped shut as we ground together in an orgy of lust, Daddy's cock pounding into my quivering cunt with all the force he had.

We kept fucking until we were completely spent, then we lay there drenched with sweat and breathing hard. My legs dropped away from him and I sprawled out on the bed lifelessly, my cunt gaping open and his cum dripping out of me and oozing down into my ass-crack.

Finally, he stopped.

Daddy finally got up off me with a weary groan and pulled his huge cock out of my snatch, a last dribble of cum spurting from his prick and landing on my bare thigh. He rolled over on his side next to me and took me in his arms, hugging me tightly and burying his head on my breast. He told me he loved me being his little lover and told me how good I made him feel.

"Was it what you wanted, baby girl?"

I was delirious with joy. "Better, Dad. And it will be even better still if I have your baby in me."

He grinned. "You're too young for that, sweetheart. But we can practice in the meantime, if you want."

I knew that there would be a lot more of this in the future.