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NNTP-Posting-Date: Tue, 03 May 2005 12:56:48 EDT X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Tue, 03 May 2005 16:56:48 GMT Subject: {ASSM} After the Porn (Mf, inc, ped) X-Original-Subject: *****SPAM***** INCEST: After the Porn (Mf, inc, ped) Lines: 302 Date: Tue, 3 May 2005 17:10:02 -0400 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/Year2005/51078> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, newsman After the Porn CHAPTER 1 When I entered the room I saw the TV on. I really didn't notice who was watching it since on the screen were two young girls, naked, touching each other. Both sitting on a bed exploring the other, looking at their tiny slits, and pulling apart the folds to get a better view, hairless young pussy, it was a sight I had watched often. You see it was my tape, one that I kept hidden and only took out when my daughter was away, and my wife at work. I then would pull on my 39 year old cock pleasuring myself. When I got further in the room I saw my wife on the couch. She looked disgusted. She had every right to be. Here was a tape of two young girls about her daughter's age. I could only imagine what she was thinking. I knew that this would be cause for divorce and if she pushed the case, a jail term. Your not allowed having child porn in any household, especially this one. You see my wife regularly attended church with my 11 yr old daughter. "So what are you doing with that?" I asked. "The better question is, what are you doing with it?" "Uhmmmm, you know, sometimes I need to fantasize about doing it with a young girl." "I am not enough for you?" " I love you, and you satisfy me must of the time, but occasionally, I like to reminisce about my first time and the feel of young pussy." "You saying my pussy is old?" "It isn't old it is just used." "I am so mad. Do you know what would happen if it got out you had this stuff? I could never show myself at church, you would get fired and end up in jail. If you go to jail we would be penniless and lose the house and everything we own." "I am sorry." "You better be, now go get all of this kiddy porn, any porn, you have and bring it here, and I mean all of it." I went to a separate stash from where the VCR tape she was watching came from and gathered all of the magazines and homemade CD's of the stuff I downloaded on my computer. I also collected the remaining tapes she did not already have. I had many hours of pleasure viewing this material and downloading it. I knew it was sick but I enjoyed it. This was the accumulation of at least 10 years of gathering this stuff. My wife, Brenda, just shook her head in disgust seeing the quantity of the stuff. After several trips of bringing out boxes she said, "Is that it?" "Yes." "Ok, well I am going to get rid of all this stuff and I hope you don't ever bring in any more of this into this house. Light a fire in the fireplace so I can burn all of this stuff," as she ejected the tape. As I was lighting the fireplace, which looked awful silly in the middle of July, my daughter walked in the room. "What you doing Dad?" my daughter, Joy, asked when she saw me kneeling in front of the fireplace. "Building a fire." I replied. "What is all of this stuff?" "That is your Dad's porn collection. You know how men are visual and need to look at porn. Isn't your father disgusting, aren't you ashamed of him?" "Mom, if that is what Dad likes, then why not let him keep it?" "Because it is of young girls, some younger than you, kissing each other, fondling each others private parts. This is kitty porn that he used to jack off too when he should have been having sex with me. Seems he likes to look at budding breasts and hairless little slits. I ought to call the sheriff." "I do not want him to go to jail," my daughter said at my defense. "Well he would be spending a lifetime there if they knew he had this stuff." With my daughter and I watching, this evil woman, me hating her at this moment, took every bit of porn I had and through it in the fireplace. The tapes melted and then smoked, and eventually burst into flames, so did the CD's. The magazines burned as expected and I really thought that was going to be the end of it. She might be mad for a while but I would not be going to jail. As my daughter and I sat watching the stuff burn, me thinking of all the time it took me to collect that much stuff, the hours of pleasure, my favorite scenes, the hours of jacking, my wife walked out of the room. Not knowing what my daughter was thinking left us in silence, her not knowing what to say, me not saying anything because I was quite frankly ashamed she knew I had the stuff. Her mom had told her when she could have just burned it and not revealed to her my secret. My wife soon returned carrying a medium white metal box that I soon realized was my computer, not the monitor but the case with its hard drive. I Knew I had more pictures on the computer, and my collection of incest stories I had got from the newsgroups. This was going to be my fall back stuff, I did not think my wife was that smart. She brought the computer to the center of the room. "What are you going to do with that?" I asked. "This." And with that she held it up in front of her face and then intentionally let it fall to the floor. The plastic cover of the CD Burner fell off leaving just the sliding tray, but mainly it made a lot of noise. I mean I heard stuff crashing inside of it. "Why the hell did you do that?" "Because I am not going to let you download that stuff again, your porno days are over." She bent down and picked up the box and when she stood up straight, she threw it down again. There was no mistaken the damage it had experienced. The whole front cracked, there was even more noise, it was definitely not going to work again. I was totally speechless, and Joy, got up from the couch and headed for her room. That evening I was bored, I had usually played on the computer in the evening while my daughter talked on the phone and my wife watched TV. About ten, my daughter came in and said goodnight to her mother and she kissed me on the cheek as normal. I soon followed to my bed while Brenda stayed up watching her favorite soaps on the Tivo. A couple of hours later, half awake, I heard the bedroom door open. Brenda walked around the bed, and went to the Master bath to get her nightclothes on, and eventually got into bed on the far side. She turned over on her side so our backs faced each other without even acknowledging that I was there. I knew she was mad, and I was too. She had destroyed my computer. As I lay there, I heard her breathing change as she drifted off to sleep. My mind was still reeling from this evening. How could she sleep when I was pissed? A few minutes later, which seemed liked an eternity, I fell asleep. It must have been a few hours later when I was tapped on the shoulder. "Daddy?" "What are you doing up?" I whispered. "Shhhhh, don't wake Mom. Move over I want to crawl in with you. Come on, a little further I need a little room." My daughter entered the bed in her pajamas and snuggled her back up against my front. She was spooning with me and had her head on my pillow. Her hair smelt wonderful, one arm over her and the other under her head, "what are you doing here?" I whispered. "I couldn't sleep. I kept running the scene over and over in my mind of mom burning your collection and dropping your computer." "That is all right sweetie. Don't worry about it." "Well, I don't want you to go to jail, and I don't want you to divorce mom, I need a father." "Sweetheart I am not going to jail, there is no proof, she burned it all and destroyed my computer." "Well I figure you must have needed that stuff, if you didn't you wouldn't have collected it." With both her hands holding mine like when she was a little girl, she continued. "So if you need that stuff I want to help." "What do you mean?" "I mean if you need to look at me, or something, I am willing to let you, it is just between us, no one will know. I really thought about this." "Are you serious?" "Yes Dad, I love you and I am here. I don't know what you like, I didn't get to see the pictures, so you will have to tell me." "Sweetie, you don't have to do this," I said lovingly. "I want to." I felt her hands let go of mine and she was fumbling with something. "Daddy, I want you to be happy." With those words said, she took my hand and placed it on her stomach, which was now bare skin. "Joy, what if your mother wakes up and finds you here?" "Well we aren't going to do anything while she is here, but I want you to know I am serious." "Don't you want to think this over again?" "No Daddy, what you don't want me?" "Sweetie, you know I want you, you're a beautiful young woman." "Think of me as your little girl, I am only 11, feel." She took my hand and led it up her smooth stomach to her chest. Then she placed her hand on mine and lead it to her puffy petite nipple. "See Daddy, I am just budding." I can tell you my cock was hard as a rock. My hands were feeling the little nipple surrounded by the swollen areola. "Go ahead Dad, squeeze." There wasn't much to squeeze but my fingers surely explored each nipple as I kissed her neck. "Oh Daddy, that feels good. I never had anyone touch me like that. Do you like this too?" "Yes honey, I am getting really excited. But what about your mom?" "Shhhhh, just enjoy." I took my time gently stroking her nipple to erection. As my hand traced a line back to her stomach she lifted the waistband of her pajama bottoms to give my fingers other areas to explore. When I realized this I hesitated, and my hand stopped its exploration. "Please Dad, I want you to feel my pussy too. I am sure you had pictures of young girls and wanted to touch one. Here is your opportunity. I will be getting older daily so tonight it will be at its youngest." She was right. This would be the youngest she would be, I should take advantage of it. My hand followed the bath down to the division of her stomach and her little pussy. You know that place where her stomach lays flat and her cunt puffs up. I was about to explore paradise. My fingers felt a little hair as it approached the folds of her lips. I found her slit to be moist. She cooed. I took every opportunity to trace each and every fold, looking for her little clit, which at this point would not be too developed. I found the little opening in which her husband, or boyfriend would find happiness. I felt my cock straining trying to get out of its skin. She must have sensed my poking erection also since she reached behind her and touched it. "Daddy, I think you like this, you are hard, and big. Can I watch it when you stroke it." "Yes honey, but I am afraid your mom is going to wake up. We better not do that right now." "OK, Well let me pull my pajama bottoms down and you can put your thing in between my legs while you put your finger in me. I want to feel your thing between my thighs." She squirmed her pajama bottoms down to her knees leaving her panties on. As we spooned I pulled her back towards me and let my cock press in between her legs spreading them just enough for its intrusion between them. I was just inches from the place I was placing my fingers. As I explored her little cunt, I pushed with my pelvis in and out of her thighs. My fingers were feeling her little hole and my cock was pretending to fuck it. My finger went deep inside her and I felt every little bump. It was along time since I had a virgin pussy and right now my finger was in heaven. I kept the pumping of my thighs hoping not to wake my wife. The pre-cum started to form on the tip and it spread on her thighs. "Nice Daddy, your thing is getting wet like me. I love your finger inside me. I wish we could sleep like this all night. Tell me when your about to spurt that cum juice I want to see it." I fingered her little pussy and played with the clit, I even found her little ass hole and pushed a little so the tip of my finger penetrated that opening too. "I am getting close honey." "OK Daddy. Hold on just one minute." With that she pulled my hand out of her panties and released my cock from her thighs. She swung her legs around and slipped out of the bed onto the floor. She knelt on the floor and her face was level with the side of the bed. "Daddy let me take my top off, we don't want any getting on it, so Mommy don't see it when she does the wash. OK, I am ready. Stroke your cock Daddy. Yes, that's it. I am putting my finger in my pussy Daddy pretending it is yours. Let me see you cum. Come on Daddy shoot it at me, see if you can get it in my mouth, or do you want to shoot on my small tits?" Daddy please cum for me before Mom wakes up." The first wave hit her directly on the chin. It was a powerful burst of energy that sent it in her direction. The next pulse landed on her chest and I saw her take her fingers and rub it on her nipple. "Oh Daddy, that is so good." The third and fourth dribbled out and landed on the sheet. I had experienced the best cum I have had in ages. At least since I married my wife. My hand stroked my cock until the last bit of sperm had left its dwindling head. "Daddy, I am going to go to my bedroom and get some sleep. Remember I am here for you if you need me in anyway. I love you Daddy, and I want you to have the things you need. Goodnight." With that she kissed me on the cheek and left the room. The next morning my wife looked at the sheet on my side of the bed and asked," why didn't you wake me and fuck me if you were horny? I see you had a wet dream. Just because your mad at me don't mean I won't fuck you" My thoughts went to my daughter and the pleasure she gave me. I had lost my collection but a young pussy in the hand is better than a picture. My thoughts went wild with lust and desire. She said whatever I needed, I was going to take her up on that. My imagination could come up with lots. I did not see Joy before I left for work. I wanted to. When I got to my desk and opened my brief case I found a picture of Joy. It was a school picture, she was smiling, and on the back signed with yesterdays date she wrote, 'Anything you need, Anything" your daughter, Joy. It only sent my imagination into high gear. 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