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Published: 8-Feb-2012
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I was so glad that Daddy wasn't freaking out about having sex with me.
"I always wanted you Kitten, you were a tiny version of your mother, you had her sexy little bottom, her lips, her eyes, I used to get hard thinking of you when your mother was not home, I just could not act on it myself. I'm the adult, I'm your father and the whole world is convinced that it's the wrong thing to do."
"What changed your mind Daddy?" I asked.
"You showed me you wanted it just as much as I wanted you!"
"Oh Daddy, I love you so! What did you want to do to me?"
Daddy took me by the hand and led me to the bedroom, he took off my tee shirt, pulled off my jeans and pulled down my panties. He was licking his lips and before long was licking my pussy. First it tickled a little and his beard was scratchy, but after a while his tongue in my slit felt so good. It was like a little snake going in and out of the folds and creases of my pussy. I began to get that wavy feeling again. It started in my bottom as Daddy pushed his finger against my butt hole. Then it was inside me just a little. I could feel my bottom squeezing around his finger, while his tongue flicked in and out of my pussy.
"Oh Daaady!!! Don't stop!" I yelled as I grabbed his head with one hand and the sheets with the other. I rolled my bottom toward his face and just about passed out. My bottom throbbed for a long time afterward as I held on to Daddy's neck with both arms.
I rolled over and he pushed his cock between my butt cheeks. In a very short time I felt the big splashes of his warm cum all the way up my back to my neck. I reached back and ran my fingers through the gooey, sticky drops and then sucked my fingers clean.
You may wonder how a little girl without sexual experience could be so into sex. I was raised with no inhibitions about my body. Daddy said that I used to masturbate myself to sleep. I would play with my pussy then suck on my fingers. Neither mother or Daddy made me feel anything bad about this. I can remember my mother before she got sick giving me oil rub downs and while she didn't do anything sexual, I was used to an adult's touch.
Almost every night Daddy did something new. I tried to do something every time I saw his cock get hard. He called me his "super slut."
As the summer drew to an end the question of school came up and Daddy going back to work. I was afraid that all this fun would stop. I was wrong.
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