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Subject: {ASSM} After the Porn (Mf, inc, ped)
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Date: Tue,  3 May 2005 17:10:02 -0400
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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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