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Subject: {ASSM} {ASS} Jenny's Dad 2 {adversity} (M/g, pedo, inc, mc) 
Date: Tue,  7 Jan 2003 19:10:05 -0500
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not "real life." Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a 
fellow convict in their local prison.
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This story is pure erotic fantasy. It has no basis
in fact whatsoever. I DON'T advocate or
approve of this behavior in the real world!



Jenny's Dad, chapter 2

by adversity


That first weekend was an emotional roller
coaster. Waking up on Saturday morning,
remembering what I'd done the night before, I
was almost afraid to get out of bed and see my
daughter.

I'd whispered the key phrase in her ear when I
put her to bed. She was beyond sleepy by the
time I carried her to her room, eyes closing and
her head heavy on my shoulder. I was tempted
to take her to my room and put her to bed with
me, but afraid it would be too much, too soon. I
wasn't sure how sleep would affect things; the
drugs would wear off, for sure, I thought.

The house seemed too quiet. I didn't hear the
usual Saturday morning sound of cartoons
from the family room.

I checked her bedroom. She was there, at first
I thought still sleeping -- then I saw the muted
shapes under the Hello Kitty comforter; her
knees wide and her hands between her legs.

Was she still under? I wondered, panic trying
to kick in even as my dick responded to the sight
of her masturbating. I couldn't tell if the key
phrase had worked or not. Maybe she'd been
too sleepy to hear it. 

The door creaked and Jenny's eyes flew open.

"Daddy!" she yelped in protest, hands pulling
away and her knees thrust together.

My panic dissolved and my dick got harder as
I realized the key had done its job. This was just
my normal horny kid, petting her box.

"Sorry, baby," I said, backing up, but not moving
away.

It worked, I thought, grinning. The relief was
sweet, and with it came the rush of excitement.
It was like having a brand new, expensive toy
and after a scare, discovering it works just like
you want it to. I couldn't wait to play with it.

"What does Daddy's little girl want to eat for
breakfast?" I asked her through the door, the
heavy heat of arousal spreading through my
groin.

I looked around the door to see what effect
the key phrase was having on her.

A naked little girl was pushing the covers away
from her body. God, she was beautiful. Milky
thighs spread open, showing me her pink skin
as delicate as seashells. Hands returning to
where they'd been when I rudely interrupted her.
Her head was turned on the pillow to look at me
with wide, expectant eyes and an impish smile.

"I love my daddy," she said.

"Your daddy loves you," I told her, heading for
her bed. In the warmth of her room I caught the
faint scent of her cunt and wanted more.

When she was a baby and I'd spent time with
women who had infants, they often talked about
loving the smell of their babies' bodies; comparing
the way they smelled to apples or milk. They'd
sniff with pleasure at an infant's neck to inhale
the fragrance. Even then, my favorite scent was
the smell that faintly reminded me of cookies,
between Jenny's legs. I still felt the same way.

I sat on the end of her bed and leaned forward
until my face was right over her. Incredible.
Her tummy was rising and falling with deep
breaths as she spread her downy lips apart
with her fingers to display her pussy to me.

"Is it ugly, Daddy?" she asked me.

"Baby, it's beautiful," I said, looking up at her
face, puzzled where she'd get the idea there
was anything ugly about her body.

"Joey said it was ugly."

Joey? my brain hit a wall. Who the fuck was
Joey? Inside, I was sputtering and seeing red,
but I managed to keep my voice steady. I
don't think I fooled her completely.

"Who's Joey?" I asked her, trying not to sound
upset. I didn't want to scare her. I could see
that she didn't want to tell me. If it weren't for
the open state she was in, I'm sure she never
would have.

"I'm a bad girl," she whispered.

"No, Jenny. You're not a bad girl," I said, my
hand cupping her thigh. I pulled her leg to my
face and kissed the skin that was almost as
feathery soft as her cunt. My head was reeling
but I was determined not to show it.

"Tell Daddy who Joey is," I said as calmly as I
could.

"Nina's brother," she said, as low as a whisper.

Nina was her best friend. I tried to picture the
girl's family. She had a baby brother, that much
I was sure of. Jenny and Nina loved to take care
of him and I always heard stories about baby Brad.
There was an older one, too, how old? I tried to
remember. I'd seen him not so long ago, outside,
mowing their lawn when I picked Jenny up after a
sleepover. He had to be at least twelve or thirteen!
A sleepover. Jesus Christ, if the little pervert had
touched my baby, I'd kill him.

"Did Joey say you're bad, sweetie?"

Her cheeks were getting pink and her eyes had
that shiny look she gets before crying.

"He said I'm ugly down there."

"Did you show him, baby?" I asked her, trying
to keep my voice neutral. There was  a long
silence and a tear rolled from the corner of her
eye.

"I'm bad," she said, fingers covering her box
instead of holding it open to me.

I'd always thought I had an edge over most
parents, understanding the truth about my own
kid's appetite for sex. I had to admit I was just
as blind, in my own way.  I should have known
she would experiment with her friends -- with
her friend's brothers!

I lost my hard-on as I worked the story out of
her, and then got it back as I heard the details
of her "badness." She and her friend Nina had
been playing sex games with each other since
first grade; tickling each other's pussies when
they spent the night together, using any time
they had alone to make up games that would
give them an excuse to pleasure themselves.

"Sometimes we lie on the couch across from
each other with a blanket," she said, "and we
push our feet on each other's pee-pee at the
same time, and nobody knows."

My dick was climbing so fast I was dizzy as I
pictured my daughter and her friend, playing
footsie with each other's cunts while Nina's
whole family sat around them watching TV.

Joey had caught them playing in his room. God,
they were horny little girls! They were taking
turns humping the seat of his bike without their
panties on. Nina had wanted to see what it was
like but couldn't get the bike to stand up straight
by itself while she experimented.

One steadied the bicycle while they other one
hung suspended with her cunt crushed to the
seat, hands on the handle bars. She said they'd
swing their legs and wiggle until, "we got the
good feeling inside."

Joey made them show him their "pee-pees,"
she said. He'd looked at them both, she said,
pronounced them ugly, and then he'd chased
them out of his room.

Probably, I thought, so he could lick the seat
of his bike and jerk off.

"He didn't really mean it, he was just mad at
his sister for being in his room," I told her as I
pried her fingers away from her sweet little
snatch.

"Boys say things they don't mean," I said, and
kissed her little pussy. Her very excitable and
incredibly needy little cunt. I'd make sure that
it got what it wanted, I thought, running my
tongue over her tender button.

Jenny moaned softly, and she kissed me back
with her cunt lips lifting to my mouth.

"It feels so good, Daddy," she said, her voice
whispery with pleasure.

I started stroking my cock, my brain filled with
images of her with Nina as my kisses turned
into passionate sucking and licking.

I hadn't gotten every detail about Nina and her
brother Joey, but I'd heard enough to calm my
fears and incite my cock.

Jenny was just as turned on as I was, her clit
throbbing under my tongue. Absolved of being
bad by her daddy, assured that her box was a
beautiful thing, she pushed her button at my
mouth in hungry humping motions.

In a quick glance up I saw her playing with
her baby nipples, tickling them with her
fingertips. I felt her striving to cum and I
teased her, pulling back and then giving her
some, and then pulling back again, making
her bud swell up bigger, like a fat pink berry
at the top of her cunt.

"Daddy needs to feel your pussy on his dick,"
I told her, craving that contact as my balls
tightened up.

I got on my side across her bed, propped on
my elbow so I could see. My cock was oozing
and I rubbed the head in the little well of her
girl juice. I rubbed my meat up and down her
whole cunt which was flushed and puffy from
teasing.

"That's good, baby," I groaned as she worked
her hips harder, like a little whore, rubbing
herself on my dick. She was jerking herself off
on my knob. Awesome to see my huge cock
between her legs.

"It feels so good, Daddy," she moaned, and I
started creaming her in hot strands of jizz,
shooting between her lips and over her slick
mound. She rolled her soaked, quivery pussy
all over me, her breathing heavy with moans
until her hips jerked and she squealed as she
came.

When the last spasms died away, I lifted her
on top of me to cuddle. So sweet to felt the
weight of her on my belly and chest, her face
on my neck.

I started to ask her again, what Daddy's little
girl wanted for breakfast, and felt a shiver of
fear run through me as I stopped myself.

It was ice to my nerves imagining the effect
of bringing her out at that moment. Picturing
her finding herself naked in my arms, her cunt
drenched in my sperm. I prayed I would never
find out just how traumatic a scene like that
could be.

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