Message-ID: <40323asstr$1041984605@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: <adversity@ziplip.com> X-Original-Message-ID: <EABRLRL2GHCOD3NYNWPTENEJNVHREHMIHZMBD5GM@ziplip.com> From: adversity <adversity@ziplip.com> Reply-To: adversity@ziplip.com Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit X-ZLPwdHint: X-ZLExpiry: -1 X-ZLReceiptConfirm: N X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Tue, 7 Jan 2003 09:13:03 -0800 (PST) Subject: {ASSM} {ASS} Jenny's Dad 2 {adversity} (M/g, pedo, inc, mc) Date: Tue, 7 Jan 2003 19:10:05 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2003/40323> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, Vulpine [M/g, pedo, inc] feedback: adversity@ziplip.com ******************************************** 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. ******************************************** 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. -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: <ckought69@hotmail.com> | | FAQ: <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/faq.html> Moderator: <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Discuss this story and others in alt.sex.stories.d, look for subject {ASSD}| |Archive at <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org> Hosted by <http://www.asstr-mirror.org> | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+