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Daddy's Shed

By: MistressMerry



So this was the country; big deal! She hated it ever since they arrived. She had been raised from one military base to another; made friends and lost friends. How do you contend with moving into rural country where your nearest neighbor was two miles down a dirt road and elderly at that? She felt totally isolated and alone.

She drug her feet at every suggestion her parents made. They told her she'd find and make new friends at her new school. She wanted to finish her final year at her old high school. She stomped outside and sat on the concrete steps and pouted. 

She wanted to be back at the base with Brad who had finally noticed her and felt her up on their first date. She was trying to hold her emotions in check; she felt desires constantly now remembering his hands caressing her breast and rubbing the inside of her thigh through her jeans.

Frustration fueled her anger. She jumped up and started to walk briskly around the property. 'Why did Dad and Mom want a damn farm anyway?' she questioned in her mind as she kept an even pace. Somehow her feet took her past the old shed at the end of the property. Mom had told her not to go there because it was only for Dad. She circled past it and made her way back to the house just in time to see Mom drive away.

"She's going shopping Amy," said her Dad as he entered back into the house. 

Now she was really pissed off because she wasn't even invited to go along. She started to walk again at a brisk pace to keep her anger from bubbling out. What she didn't see was her Dad going inside and then watching her from the kitchen window and rubbing his crotch.

She raised her head and sited on the old shed again. 'Just what was so important in there that she couldn't go in?' She felt so many restrictions lately that her anger got the better of her. She stopped and looked back toward the house. Her Dad was no where in site and so she decided to investigate the old shed. 

She stepped up onto its little porch and turned the handle; it smelt musty. She cautiously peered in, but only saw a workbench, mattress on the floor, cardboard boxes along the wall and one opened on the workbench. There was a light hanging from the roof with a pull chain. She stepped inside, but left the door ajar, pulled the chain and a 40 Walt bulb illuminated the shed.

He watched her when she stopped and looked around; he gazed at the clock. He knew his wife would be gone for at least four or five hours; knew how she like to take her time shopping. 'Go in, go in,' he kept saying in his mind and was rewarded when she did. He quit rubbing his hard on and went out the door heading for the shed.

Amy was amazed at how cozy the shed was and stepped up to the workbench. She had just flipped up the lid on one side of the box when she heard the door behind her shut. She spun around and saw her Dad standing there looking at her.

"Just a bit nosy are you?" he asked.

Amy blushed, "I'm sorry Dad; I just got curious," she stammered.

"Then I think you need to see," he said as came up to her, spun her around and insinuated himself against her pressing her up against the workbench.

"Open the box Sweetie," he commanded.

Her trembling hands reached up and opened the carton. She saw lots of pornographic magazines.

"Take the top one out," again in a commanding voice.

She took it out and laid it on the workbench in front of her.

"Now, open it slowly one page at a time," he commanded.

"Dad, I don't think..." she started to say.

"Shut Up! You don't think at all, now do what I say!" his voice getting just a bit louder.

Amy reached up and opened the cover. She saw a young woman stretched out on a bed with a guy sucking her breasts. She felt her own nipples start to get hard and did an intake; wanted to move but felt her Dad's body pressed against hers.

"Do you like what you see Amy? Has any boy touched you like this?" and he reached around and started to massage and tweak her nipples. She wasn't wearing a bra and feeling that they were already hard made him smile.

"Answer Daddy Sweetie, have you ever let a boy suck your nipples?" he reached down and pulled her top up over her head and dropped it to the floor. Her B cup breasts were so firm and perky. Her breathing quickened and she leaned back against his hard muscled body.

Amy shook her head 'no' and her head was swimming. She knew that Daddies didn't touch their daughters like this, but she didn't want him to stop either.

"Turn around Sweetie, Daddy is going to suck your nipples now and make you feel better," he spun her around and pressed her back to the bench. 

He lowered his mouth to her hardened nipple and flicked his tongue over it. She sucked in her breath at the touch. When he started to suck on her nipple she gave a soft moan and then wrapped her hands around his head to draw him in more.

She could feel her heart pounding in her ears and knew that she was getting wet between her legs again. Her Dad moved over to her other breast and she loved what he was doing to her. She leaned her head back and moaned again. He stopped and stood up again and turned her back to the counter.

"Turn the page Sweetie," he said in a strained voice.

Amy's shaking hand quickly turned the page and the guy was in between the woman's legs with his face in her pussy.

"Do you know what he's doing Sweetie?" her Dad asked as he still massaged and tweaked her nipples.

Amy just shook her head again 'no' and was unconsciously rubbing back against her Dad's cock.

"That's okay, Daddy's going to show you," and he quickly stripped her jeans and underwear off of her while she stood there panting hard. He lifted her up and put her on the workbench and then pushed her knees toward her chest.

He started to lick, suck and bite all over her cunt. She was moaning and breathing hard. He curled two fingers up and inserted them into her tight hole and she screamed, moaned and humped his fingers. He felt a little further and could feel her hymen. He put his mouth over her clit and sucked while he finger fucked his daughter.

"That's it Sweetie, cum for Daddy," and then her body shook and he replaced his fingers with his tongue to lap up her sweet juices. He kept at it until he had started to stimulate her again.

He stood up and raised her off the workbench and back onto the floor, "Turn the page Sweetie," and he was dropping his pants and shorts and stepping out of them while she did.

The next page showed Amy a guy inserting his cock into the woman's pussy. Her pussy was throbbing and her Dad was rubbing his hands up and down her ass cheeks; spreading her legs wide feeling and fingering her pussy.

"Tell Daddy what you want Sweetie? You want to feel a cock in you; don't you? You want Daddy's cock in you; don't you?" he kept whispering in her ear while his hands were making her hotter and hotter.

"Yes Daddy," Amy said breathing hard and starring at the picture. She then felt the head of his cock enter into her vagina and stretch her open.

"Oh Daddy, it's so big!" she exclaimed.

"Don't worry Sweetie, your insides will stretch to make room for it, but there's going to be a bit of pain first, but it will turn into pleasure; Daddy promises. Are you ready Sweetie?"

"Yes Daddy," she said and closed her eyes.

He sawed in and out of her letting her get use to his size. He could feel the head bumping into her hymen; he pulled back and then plunge all the way bringing her against the base of his cock. 

She screamed impaled on his cock and he kissed her neck and massaged her breasts; then he slid his finger down and slowly massaged her clit until he felt her starting to move on his cock. She was so damn tight. He started slowly fucking in and out of her tight pussy and she was moaning, breathing hard and holding onto the workbench.

"Oh Sweetie, You like Daddy fucking you; don't you?" he said as he tweaked her nipples between his fingers covering her breasts. His strokes started to speed up as her breathing increased and her moaning got louder.

"Answer Daddy Sweetie or maybe I should just stop," and he quick fucking her.

"No-o-o-o Daddy! Keep fucking me please! I want your cock fucking me Daddy, please!" Amy screamed and so he resumed fucking in and out of her tight hole. He could tell she was close, but so was he. He had been holding back for awhile now; she was just too damn tight.

"Cum on Daddy's cock Sweetie" and she did as spasm after spasm raked through her body. He quickly pulled out of her pussy, spun her around, and pushed her down.

"Open your mouth," he shouted and she quickly obeyed. "I drank your cum; now you're going to drink mine. Don't spill any!" and he shoved the head of his cock into her mouth and began to jack off; filling it with his cum.

Amy closed her mouth around her Dad's cock so she wouldn't spill any and kept swallowing. She decided it wasn't bad; kind of salty tasting. Her Dad was leaning on the workbench with one hand and still had the other on his cock.

Amy got off the floor and leaned against her Dad putting her arms around his waist and laying her head against his strong chest, "I Love you Daddy. I feel so much better now." 

She looked up into his eyes and smiled, "Will you teach me more Daddy?"

He bent down and gave her a deep probing kiss. When he broke it off, he again looked into her eyes, "Yes Sweetie, but it has to be our secret. Okay?"

She laughed, "Oh Daddy, I already figured that much out."

"Daddy?" said Amy, "Why didn't you cum in me?"

"Sweetie," said her Dad, "I didn't want to make you pregnant." He held her close to him, closed his eyes and smiled.

"Oh Daddy," said Amy again, "Mom's had me on the pill since I was 13."

Her Dad was a little startled and stepped back a bit, "Why?"

Amy smiled, "To regulate my monthly Daddy."

He smiled and hugged her to his body again.

"In that case Sweetie, why don't we finish looking at some magazines and see if there's anything else that interests you?" and he hugged her once more and turned her towards the workbench again.

"Daddy, it all makes me hot and wet," said Amy and he smiled and pressed her body against him. 

Daddy's Shed Ch. 02



To all my readers: This will be the only supplement of this story due to the outraged emails I have received. Geez people, it was only fiction! If you had truly read it, then you would have known it wasn't rape; she was a willing participant.

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Amy sat on her bed rubbing her clit and fantasying about her Daddy. He hadn't touched her since their time in the shed. He had promised to teach her and she longed to be taught. She could still feel when he had pressed his body against hers and the hot wetness that had started between her legs; remembered leaning back and rubbing against his hard cock while he played with her breasts and nipples.

She wanted to feel his body pressed against hers now; she wanted to be fucked again. Amy dipped her fingers into her dripping pussy and fucked herself hard only to withdraw them again to rub her clit some more. Her other hand worked in rhythm pinching and pulling at her nipples. She was almost there when she was startled by the bang of the front door.

"Amy I'm home," yelled her Mom and she heard her footsteps climbing the stairs.

Amy quickly wrapped a towel around her body and made her way into the bathroom. "Just getting ready to shower Mom; long day at school today. I'll be down in a few."

"Okay. I'll just go start dinner," her Mom replied and Amy could hear her footsteps descend the stairs.

Amy stepped into the shower and let the hot water cascade over her body. She closed her eyes remembering pictures of the nude women; thinking how much even their bodies had made her wet with desire. 

She closed her eyes and wondered how their pussies would taste as she inserted her fingers again. This time she removed them and brought them to her own mouth to suck; decided she liked the taste of her own juices. Amy finally succeeded in bringing about an orgasm, but not a satisfying one.

Amy opened her eyes and spotted her razor in the caddy. The women in the magazines were mostly clean shaven and decided that she would be too. She gave a small laugh, 'Boy, won't Daddy be surprised!' she thought. 'I want him to touch and lick my pussy again.' She finished her shower and returned to her bedroom; got dressed and looked out the window. She saw storm clouds gathering in the distance and wondered if it would be rain or snow.

She heard the phone ring downstairs and her Mom yelled that she'd get it. Amy wasn't worried that it was for her; she didn't make any new friends in this school at all. Only a few more months and she'd be done with school; 'then what?' Amy questioned herself. She wasn't sure what she wanted to do with her life. She decided to finish her homework instead of thinking that far ahead.

When Amy completed her homework, she stretched and proceeded downstairs. She wondered into the kitchen, "Anything I can do to help Mom?" she asked. Her Mom just shook her head 'no' and kept her back to Amy. This was not like the way her Mom behaved; then she noticed how her shoulders were somewhat slumped forward. She walked up to her Mom and noticed that her hands were shaking, "Mom what's wrong?" she asked. 

Her Mom looked at her and Amy could tell that she had been crying, "Mom?" she said as she wrapped her arms around her shoulders; letting her Mom cry onto her shoulder. In between her sobs, Amy found out that her Uncle Tim had been killed; that was her sister's husband. Deb had been the phone call asking for her Mom to come be with her.

"Be with her?" asked Amy, "you mean for awhile till she's better."

"No Amy. I guess you should know now that your Dad and I were going to file for a divorce. We were staying together for your sake until you finished high school. You're 18 so you should understand that we just don't love each other anymore. I'd like you to move to Aunt Debbie's with me," said her Mom.

Amy stood up and contemplated what her Mom had said. "No Mom. I'm going to finish school here. If I transfer now, I'll have to go longer there. Let's go get a bag packed for you and then we'll send what else you need later. Aunt Deb needs you right now. I'll go online and get you on a flight this evening. Don't worry about dinner; I'll leave Daddy a note," and she escorted her Mom to her bedroom and pulled a suitcase out of the closet. "You pack. I'll be back shortly."

Her Mom went to the dresser and started packing things into the suitcase. Amy went to her room trying to contain her smile; she had no intention of leaving her Daddy. She used her Mom's credit card and booked a flight that evening and arranged for a rental car at the other end. When all was set, she drove her Mom to the airport and saw her off. She couldn't help but smile on her drive back to the farm.

The rain poured down before Amy got back; her Dad's car was already there. She made a dash for the house and got drenched in the process. She was shivering by the time she opened the door. Her Daddy was in the living room sitting on the couch looking into a fire in the fireplace. "Sweetie; you need to get out of those wet things," he said. He came over and wrapped his arms around her; she snuggled into his chest. "I got your note," he said and bent down to kiss her lightly on the mouth.

Amy felt her body warm to his touch; his kiss. He guided her over to the fire, "Strip out of those clothes and I'll get you a blanket." He went over to the cedar chest under the window. She peeled her clothing off into a wet pile on the floor and he wrapped the blanket around her drawing her onto his body; rubbing her arms and back. "Come on Sweetie, sit down here in front of the fire," and they both sat down wrapped in each others arms.

"Daddy," Amy started, "Mom told me everything. She won't be coming back; she'll stay with Aunt Deb. I told her I didn't want to go because it would prolong my school, but that was a lie." Amy moved her head from looking into the fire to looking into her Daddy's eyes, "The truth is Daddy that I want to be with you; not her."

Her Daddy bent down and kissed her again slipping his tongue in to give her a deep probing and passionate kiss. "Are you sure Sweetie?" he asked looking into her eyes.

"Yes Daddy, very sure," Amy said in a husky whisper. "Daddy I have something for you," and she smiled.

"What's that Sweetie," he said as he kissed the side of neck.

Amy took his hand and drew it inside the blanket wrapped around her and placed his hand on her shaved pussy. 

His eyes first registered shock followed by lust; he smiled. "You did this for me? Why?"

"I noticed that most of the women were shaved Daddy and thought you might like it that way. Do you Daddy? If you don't, it'll grow back," said Amy. She moaned softly when his finger slipped between her pussy lips and ran across her clit.

"Oh Sweetie, Daddy does like it. Will you keep it like this for me Sweetie?" he asked.

"Daddy, just tell me what I can do to please you and I'll try. I love you Daddy," she moaned again as his finger slipped into her hot wet slit.

"Oh Daddy please," she sighed.

"What Sweetie?" her Dad asked.

Amy drew a deep breath under his administrations, "Oh Daddy I masturbated today, but it didn't satisfy me. Please fuck me Daddy. I need you," and she lay back on the rug. He removed his finger and sucked her sweet juice into his mouth. 

He stood up and removed his clothing; his hard cock extending out from his body. He stretched out beside her and kissed her deeply and then down her neck. Her breathing quickened and she brought her hand up and traced her fingers along his shoulder. He kissed down and then sucked her nipple into his mouth. She took a deep breath and moaned her delight.

He flicked his tongue over the nipple, sucked and bit it gently; it was hard and sensitive to his touch. He proceeded over to do the same to her other breast. Amy was breathing hard and moaning; her wet thighs revealing her desire as well. He kissed and licked his way down her stomach and then crawled between her legs. "Oh Sweetie, Daddy loves your shaved pussy," he said.

He used his tongue to lick all over the top of her mound; she was squirming in desire and pleasure. He sucked her engorged pussy lips and Amy started to hump toward him. He spread open her lips to reveal her hot wet slit and licked it hard from the slit to the clit. 

Amy screamed and grabbed his head, "Oh Daddy! Fuck me with your wonderful tongue. Let me cum on your face Daddy!"

Her Dad inserted two fingers into her tight hole and started fucking them in and out of her. Then he alternately sucked and flicked her clit with his tongue. Amy was humping his face hard, "So close Daddy; so close!" she screamed. He sucked her clit and captured it between his teeth and gently bit down rubbing his tongue roughly across it; that was enough to bring Amy over the edge and her body shuddered as her orgasm cascaded through it.

He removed his fingers and inserted his tongue to suck and lap up her juice. He kept rubbing her clit and Amy kept moaning. She had let go of his head during her orgasm and her arms lay stretched up by her head. He smiled; she was beautiful. Amy's breathing picked up once more; she was working on her second orgasm.

He sat up and rubbed the head of his cock up and down her slit; mixing his pre-cum with her cum and then slipped the head into her hot tight hole. Amy moaned and raised her ass and thrust forward wanting more of her Daddy's cock into her body. 

"Fuck me please Daddy; I've got to have you in me!" she screamed.

He sunk his entire shaft into her and then gyrate his hips so all of her vaginal wall could feel and be stimulated. Amy wrapped her legs around her Daddy, "Yes Daddy; Yes!!!" she screamed. "Fuck Me Daddy!!! Cum In Me Daddy!!! Give Me Your Hot Cum Daddy!!!"

He pulled back and started fucking Amy hard; his balls slapping against her ass and her moaning and thrusting into him just as hard. They were both breathing hard so close to their orgasm, "Yes Daddy; Yes!!! I'm cumming!!!!" screamed Amy and her vaginal muscles clamped down tight on her Daddy's cock. "Take it Sweetie; take Daddy's cum!" he screamed as his final thrust released his load into her. Amy let out a final scream as she felt his cum splash against her cervix and fill her; leaking out and running down her ass.

He collapsed on top of Amy and she hugged him hard to her body. "I love you Daddy; I'll never leave you," she said.

"I love you too Amy Sweetie," and he kissed her neck back up to her mouth; then kissed her deeply. He rolled to the side to take his weight off of her and his flaccid cock popped out.

"Daddy?" asked Amy "Why were all your magazines in the shed?"

"Your Mom wouldn't let me have them inside the house Sweetie. She didn't want to look at them," he sighed. "She didn't use to be like that, but she changed somehow; we grew apart."

Amy kissed him lightly on the lips and smiled, "Daddy if it's nice tomorrow, let's bring them in and find a proper place for them. Okay? I like looking at them too."

"Guess I'll have to find a different use for that shed then," her Daddy smiled.

"Once the weather gets warmer again, we can go back there once in a while Daddy, but it's getting too cold out there now," and she kissed him again pressing her breasts into his chest.

"I was thinking of moving after you graduate Amy," he said. "Someplace your Mom won't find us and we can be happy together. How does that sound Sweetie?" he nuzzled her neck.

"That's okay with me Daddy, but ... why did we move here anyway?" Amy asked.

"It's what your Mom wanted Sweetie and I knew we would be separating after you graduated," he said sadly.

Amy was sorry she'd asked now. She cuddled closer to her Daddy and wrapped her arms around his muscular chest. "Daddy?" she whispered softly.

"Sweetie, why don't you just call me Don instead of Daddy, okay?"

Amy's heart leaped and she smiled. "I will Don if you'll quit calling me 'Sweetie' and just call me Amy. 'Sweetie' will always be your little girl, but Amy will always be your lover."

"Amy I love you," said Don. "Now what was it you wanted to ask?"

Amy laughed, "Later, will you teach me how to suck your cock?"

"Amy, I'll teach you anything you want to learn," and he kissed her again. All that could be heard was the crackling of the fire mixed with their moans and sighs.



Daddy's Shed Ch. 03



I'd like to thank everyone who encouraged me to continue with this story. Your kind remarks did help me overcome the nasty and blatant rapist remarks. I will always endeavor to bring you as many good stories as I possibly produce.

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Don had just cum again filling her pussy; it was leaking out and down to Amy's puckered asshole. He eased back and then stood up; looked down at her as she lay sprawled on the carpet in front of the fireplace with a smile of contentment on her luscious lips.

"Amy," said Don, "Sit up and lick my cock clean for me."

Amy sat up and smiled; eager to learn how to suck Don's cock.

"No teeth; just tongue and mouth Amy. Lick my balls too," said Don.

Amy stretched placing her hands on the front of Don's thighs and took his cock into her mouth; tasting their combined cum. Her tongue slowly swirled around and around as she softly sucked it into her mouth and then back down to the head. Don thrust forward and moaned softly encouraging Amy to keep going.

She removed his cock from her mouth and started to lap at his balls making sure she cleaned all around them to remove all their cum. She once again gently placed his cock in her mouth and it started growing again.

Don looked down at Amy's head as she cleaned his balls; relishing the feeling of her hot tongue; stimulating him once again. He ran his fingers through her silky hair and breathed faster. When she placed his cock once again into her mouth, he fought to maintain control. "Amy, gently hold by balls and massage and squeeze them lightly," he said in a husky whisper.

Amy did as he instructed her to do and cupped his balls in her hand, felt their weight and gently used her fingertips to massage and then squeeze them. He moaned and Amy increased her suction on his cock.

When Don felt Amy's mouth sucking harder on his cock, he grabbed her head and buried her face in his pubic hair until she gagged and then drew back once more. "Amy; you've got to relax your throat so you can swallow me and learn to breathe when I draw out before I plunge in again," he said.

Amy looked up at Don feeling that she had disappointed him by her gagging; she wanted to learn to do this better. She shook her head 'yes' and sucked him back down and into her throat. She kept repeating it and finally worked up a rhythm where she could breathe too. This time when Don grabbed her head and plunged she relaxed and took a breath before he hit the back of her throat.

Don grabbed Amy's head and started to fuck her mouth; she had worked out a rhythm and he was happy she was willing to learn how to please him. "Oh yes Amy! That feels so-o-o-o good!!! Want it Amy; make me cum!! Oh-h-h-h yeah! That's it! Suck me hard! Drink my cum!!!" and then he plunged hard into Amy's mouth and started shooting in his load; it wasn't a lot since this was his third time. Don kept Amy's face buried while his cock softened.

When his cock had softened, Don looked down into Amy's eyes. She was looking back for his approval. "Amy that was great! You learn quickly."

Amy smiled and released his cock from her mouth. She buried her face against the inside of his thigh. "I love you Don."

Don reached down and helped her stand, "Let's go take a shower, get a bite to eat and go to bed. You got school tomorrow young lady."

Amy just stared at him with her mouth open, "School?"

Her response made Don laugh, "Yes school. Amy you still have to finish school and get your diploma. Now upstairs;" and he turned her around and smacked her ass making her squeal. They walked into the bathroom and Don took her into his arms and kissed her deeply once again. 

He brought his lips up to her ear, "I love you Amy and you only have a few months left. With all the holidays, the time will pass quickly; you'll see." He kissed down her neck and then her mouth once again. Amy just smiled and held him tightly.

"Come on," Don said "Let's get cleaned quickly, eat and then into our bed." He reached over and turned the water on in the tub, adjusted the temperature and then turned it on to make sure it was warm before they got in.

Amy just kept smiling at his words 'our bed'. Now she knew why her mom and dad had slept apart in separate rooms. She was looking forward to being in Don's bed and cuddled up next to his body all night.

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Amy made sure that her routine didn't vary the next day at school. Although she was caught daydreaming one time during Mrs. Miller's class; afterwards she explained about the death in her family and her mother now gone to help her sister. She apologized for 'blanking out' during class because she had so much on her mind and promised that she'd try not to let it happen again. Mrs. Miller expressed how sorry she was and would let the rest of the faculty know and not to worry about this incident. Amy thanked her for her understanding and then left to go home.

Amy had planned to do her homework while preparing dinner. It was Friday, but if she got it out of the way early, it would give her more time with Don. As she entered the house the phone was ringing. When she answered it, her mom wanted to know how everything was going. Amy told her everything was fine, school was going great and dad should be home any time now. 

She told Amy she didn't want to hear about him and it hurt Amy very much. She was making plans to come and get Amy soon. Amy hung up the phone on her and just stood there uncertain about what to do. She jumped a bit when the phone rang again, but refused to answer it and sat on the floor and cried.

Don had a good day at work and was looking forward to an even better weekend. He had two different companies interested in giving him a job and each with better benefits and perks. Amy should be home be now and they had all weekend to play. What he didn't expect when he opened the door was to find Amy crying on the floor. He kicked the front door closed and rushed over to her, "Amy what's wrong? Why are you crying? Are you hurt?"

Amy reached up and put her arms around his neck and cried into his shirt. She finally stifled her tears and looked into his worried eyes, "We've got to leave. Mom called and said she was coming back to take me away. I hung up on her. Don I don't want to leave!" and she hugged him tighter.

Don rubbed her shoulders and hugged her back just as hard; his mind was spinning and jumping through loops. If he accepted Henderson's offer right now, the relocation would be perfect and could probably be done within two days. It didn't pay as much as the other offer, but Amy and he could be together. He picked up the phone and quickly dialed hoping that Henderson would still be in his office.

"Mr. Henderson, Don Thomas here. I would like to accept your offer providing two provisions can be met. First you pack me up and move me tomorrow and second I prefer the Montana location. Okay, I'll be here for another thirty minutes." Don placed the phone back in the caddy. He gathered Amy in his arms and went into the living room to wait.

Don shot up off the couch when the phone rang. "Hello?" he answered. "Yes Mr. Henderson. We'll expect the movers at 8 am then. Thank you. My wife and I will drive there and locate an appropriate home. Yes, two weeks will be sufficient. Thank you. Good evening."

Amy was standing in the hall when Don turned around, "Wife?" said Amy trying to control her tears.

Don came over and put his arms around her and hugged her, "Yes; you silly. You're my wife. It's a new start for us now Amy. It's perfect; your mom won't be able to locate us, no one else knows about this job and the company office is in one of their most remote locations. We'll swing through Las Vegas and get married. Oh and Amy, no more school unless you want to that is."

Amy laughed and smiled and hugged Don harder. "What do we do now?"

Don kissed her hard and with urgency. "Right now we have sex and relax. The movers will be here tomorrow morning at eight to pack everything up.

"Don; let's go bring in the boxes from the shed. I don't want to forget those at the last minute." 

Don smiled, "Okay let's go." It took them four trips to lug all the boxes in, but they finally made it. 

Don hauled the last one in by himself and when he returned, Amy was sitting on the living room floor with an armful of various pornographic magazines and looking through pictures. She had taken her top and bra off and was sitting on her knees. 

Don smiled and quietly snuck up behind her, bent down and placed both of his cold hands on her breasts. "Noisy are we?"

She squealed but didn't move away from him. She covered his hands with hers and rubbed them to warm them a bit. "What did you find Sweetie? Something peak your interest?" and he started to massage her breasts and tweak her nipples; just like in the shed.

"Yes Daddy," she said. Don's cock just got harder. He knelt on the floor behind her and kissed her neck roughly. "Show Daddy what you'd like Sweetie."

Amy was breathing harder and leaning back into him. "There Daddy; this one," and she was pointing to a picture of a man taking a woman in the ass.

"Are you sure you want my cock in your ass Sweetie?" and he undid her jeans and she rose enough to remove them so she was naked. He reached his fingers down and dipped them into her wet pussy and then trailed them back to her little puckered star. He eased them slowly into her; god she was tight. He finally worked both in and started and started to finger fuck her ass.

"Oh Daddy, that feels so good. Please put your cock there. Please Daddy!" she moaned as she humped back on his fingers. He withdraw his fingers and stood up, "Go into the kitchen and bring back the oil; I'll undress."

Amy raced to the kitchen and grabbed the olive oil and then raced back to the living room and handed it to Don.

"Get down on all fours Amy; like in the picture." said Don and he then got down on his knees. He coated his fingers in the oil and then inserted them back into her ass. The oil drizzled down her crack and into her hole to lubricate her. He poured some over the head of his cock and shaft, set the oil down and took his free hand to smear it over the length of his cock.

He was still pumping his fingers in and out of her ass and she was moaning and humping back onto him. By the time he worked in three fingers; he had stretched her enough to guide the head of his cock inside.

Amy did an intake of breath when she felt his cock enter her. "Breathe Amy and push like your having a bowel movement; I'll be able to slip in with less pain," said Don. She did as he instructed and felt the cock pass through her ring and slowly make its way deep into her bowel. She felt so full and the sensation was so different; good but different. 

When Don started to slowly fuck her tight ass, he only prayed that she would reach an orgasm before he did. He kept his eyes closed concentrating on not cumming, but to keep fucking her hot tight ass. He reached under and guided two fingers into her pussy; she screamed in pleasure and moaned and humped back harder.

As Amy sped up the tempo, Don started to fuck her harder and then faster. He felt his cum rising and knew it wasn't going to be long now. Amy was breathing harder, humping faster and more or less in a continuous moan. He removed his fingers from her pussy and started to rub her clit hard. She screamed and her muscles clamped down on his cock as she started to orgasm. He couldn't hold back any longer and dove into harder and faster and felt his own release as he shot load after load into her ass.

Don held Amy tight against him while his cock was softening in her ass. "Damn Amy; that was great!" he said as he held her into his body and breathed heavy by her neck.

Amy was coming down from her orgasm and could only nod in agreement. Don's cock soon plopped out and Amy felt empty. She had enjoyed the full feeling his cock had provided and told him so. "Let's go get cleaned up now Amy. Look's like I'm going to have to introduce you to butt plugs," said Don.

Amy gave him a questioning look. Don smiled, "There are sex toys to make it more pleasurable Amy."

"Do we have any here?" she said as her eye gleamed with all kinds of possibilities.

"No," said Don, "but we'll pick them up along the way as we travel. Some I'll use on you and some you'll use on me."

Amy smiled and started upstairs toward the bathroom, but stopped at the top of the landing. "Don; I saw something else in one of the pictures."

"What's that Amy?" and he smiled.

"Well; how would you feel about tying me up and restraining me for sex?" she asked hesitantly. "I don't know if I'll like it or not, but thinking about you doing things to me and I can't move is really turning me on."

Don smiled again as he reached the landing, "I think we can arrange that, but lets wait until we find a new home and get settled in. I'm sure we'll do a lot of experimentation, but promise me that if you don't like something, to tell me right away and we won't do it. Promise?" and he cupped her face in his hands.

"I promise Don. I only want us to be happy and together," said Amy.

Amy kissed Don passionately as he hugged her tightly to his body. "Oh and Daddy can we have a shed on the property? Just for us and a few magazines?" she smiled and kissed his lips again.

"I couldn't imagine not having one Sweetie," and he covered her mound with his hand. "Now let's shower, have a bite to eat and go to bed Amy."



Daddy's Shed Ch. 04



Amy liked their new home; it was more of a cabin than a house and the rustic appealed to her. When Don and she saw the place, they both fell in love with it. They had a few improvements made before the winter storms set in. With the deep snow outside at this time of year, she felt safe, warm and content. 

Don always got home about four in the evening so he was due any time now. She went into the kitchen to start dinner. Shortly, the front door opened and shut with a bang and Amy went into the living room. Don was pounding the snow from his boots and hanging his coat on a peg. Amy came over and gave him a hug, "Missed you Daddy; been thinking about you all day."

Don laughed; every time she called him 'Daddy' is because she had been looking through the porn magazines again. "And Daddy missed his Sweetie too. What have you been up to today as if I didn't already know?" Don hugged her back squeezing her ass and kissing her deeply.

Amy got a mischievous grin on her face, "Oh just something I'd like to try later if you're up to it," she laughed. "I just started dinner. Would you like me fix you a drink?"

"I'll get the drink and join you in the kitchen. You go back to what you were doing," said Don as he crossed over to the bar in the living room.

"Okay Daddy; I love you," and she gave him another hug then headed back to the kitchen.

Amy finished making the Lasagna and stuck it in the oven. She was just finishing making the salad when Don came in and sat at the table. "Did you have a hard day today Daddy?"

"Today went pretty well; got a lot of work completed," he said and took another swallow of his drink.

Amy came over and kissed him deeply tasting the bourbon. She smiled and laid her hands on the inside of Don's thighs. "Would you like a massage Daddy?" she asked as she slowly rubbed the inside of his thighs and trailed her finger up to his crotch. She stood up and removed her top expose her bare breasts and cuddled in his lap; she could feel his hard cock.

Don removed her from his lap and undid her jeans. She smiled and removed them and her underwear so she stood naked. He removed his clothes releasing his hard cock and then sat back down. "Straddle my lap Sweetie and let Daddy feel those nipples and suck on them."

Amy straddled his lap with his hard cock pointing up against her belly. 

"Now Daddy will make them feel all better," Don said as his mouth hungrily sucked and bit on her sensitive nipples. Amy was moaning and holding Don's head tightly to her chest. 

Amy pressed against his cock making it rub her clit. Don spread his legs to give his fingers access to her pussy. He slipped in two fingers and began to slowly fuck them in and out of her tight hole. He trailed them up to insert in her ass, but was surprised.

"And what's this?" he asked as he pressed hard against the butt plug she had inserted.

Amy moaned and arched her back; she gasped "Surprise Daddy."

Don lifted her up and bent her over the table, "Well since you have that hole plugged, I'll just have to fuck this one," and he plunged his hard cock deep into her pussy.

Amy let out a loud moan of pleasure and pushed back against his cock. She had been worked up all afternoon looking at pictures. "Fuck me hard Daddy!" she screamed.

Don grabbed her hips and started to plunge into her hard and fast. The only sounds that could be heard were the grunts, groans and moans emanating between the two of them.

"Almost there Daddy ... harder ... yes, Daddy!!!!" screamed Amy as she started into her orgasm. Afterward, it was more of a continuous moan while Don still plowed into her cunt.

Don felt his release building and shut his eyes. He loved the way Amy's cunt clung to his cock. He felt his balls tighten and then his load release. He leaned over her on the table; both breathing hard.

The timer on the stove went off and Amy tried to get up. She laughed, "Daddy; the food will burn."

"Let it," he said. "This feels too good."

Don could feel his cock starting to get hard again; the pressure from the butt plug excited him. He pushed his hand hard against it causing Amy to moan. "You like that Sweetie; don't you? You like when Daddy plays with you?" and he pushed against the plug harder as he kept his cock pushed hard into her pussy feeling her vaginal contract and release around him; milking him back into hardness. Amy moaned again.

Don reached around, placed his hand over her smooth pussy and slipped a finger between her lips; her clit was hard and extended. He pinched it causing her pussy to once again contract around him; she arched and thrust back at him. "What does Daddy's Sweetie want?" and he pinched it again. 

He pushed hard again on the butt plug; then twisted and rotated it in her. Amy still hadn't answered his questions, but her breathing was labored. "Should Daddy just stop?" and he stilled.

"God no Daddy!!!" screamed Amy.

"Tell Daddy what you want Sweetie?" said Don again.

"Fuck my ass Daddy; please fuck my ass!!!" screamed Amy.

Don removed his now hard cock from its warm resting place and removed her butt plug. Her asshole gaped open invitingly and he pushed his cock inside and felt her muscles clinch around his shaft. "Is this what my Sweetie wants?"

"Yes Daddy!!! Yes!!!" cried Amy.

The buzzer was insistent on the oven. "Walk over with me Sweetie; let's take dinner out of the oven."

It was a new sensation for both of them; walking with his cock in her ass. Amy enjoyed the way it rubbed and touched at different areas within her. She managed to finally get to the stove, turn off the oven and removed the Lasagna. "Just move over to the sink Sweetie and let Daddy fuck your sweet ass," said Don. 

As soon as the both made it over, Don grabbed her hips and started to pound his cock in and out of her ass. He once again took pleasure in how hot and willing Amy was; enjoying sex as much as he did. By the time Don felt his release nearing, Amy already had two more orgasms and was now continuously moaning. He shot his cum hard into her depths and he felt his own legs shaking from the exertion. He held her tightly more afraid he was going to collapse.

When he finally pulled out, he almost staggered back to his chair. "I think I'm done for tonight Amy; sorry Sweetie."

"That's okay Daddy; that's what I had planned for later. Why don't we just take a hot bath, eat and cuddle," said Amy.

Don smiled at her; he loved her so much. "That sounds great. Let me catch my breath and finish my drink first."

Amy came over and kissed him again, "You do that and I'll run us a nice bath." She left and he watched her firm ass as she walked away. His cock twitched and he looked down at his flaccid member surprised that he even had any strength left for a twitch.

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Don was leaning back in the tub with Amy resting on his chest letting the jets ease his sore muscles. Amy gave a sigh of contentment and Don gave her a gentle hug.

"Daddy?" said Amy.

"Yes Sweetie," he said.

"Would you like to have a baby sometime?" she asked.

Don's eyes flew open. He had not considered having a baby; he felt his life very content the way it was.

"I'll have to give it some thought Sweetie. Your mom changed after she had you. I don't know if I could go through that again if you changed too," he said with some sadness in his tone. "I love you so much Sweetie; it would just hurt too much if that happened."

Amy was crushed, "I -- Ah ... I don't think that could ever happen Don. I love you too much and I don't think I could go without having sex with you." He couldn't see her tears, but felt when she tensed up. Then he felt her shaking and knew she was crying.

"Shhhh Sweetie," he said. "Here; turn around and straddle Daddy so I have hold you."

Amy turned around and wrapped her legs around Don and laid her head against his strong chest; her tears still flowing down her face. Don wrapped his arms around her and his heart hurt knowing he had caused her anguish. 

Don sighed heavily, "Tell you what; give me a month to think about it. Will you do that Sweetie?"

Amy looked up into his eyes and smiled.

Don looked into hers and saw how much she loved him. "But, I want you to think if you're really ready to take care of a baby 24/7 Sweetie. There's a lot of work involved in raising a child. It isn't something you can just ignore or put aside because it's too much of a hassle."

He gave a huge sigh, "You'll be here with the baby all alone while I'm at work. They'll be times when you won't even want me to touch you or be with you because you're too tired or the baby was cranky all day and such. That's when your mom started to change. We grew less and less intimate and finally she grew bitter."

Amy saw the deep hurt in Don's eyes when he spoke; understood now that her birth had caused her mom to change. "Daddy; do you ever wish I hadn't been born? You and mom would still have been together," she asked.

Don held her tightly, "No Sweetie; you're the best thing in my life. I was so proud and happy when you were born. I loved you then and even more now. I had such conflict about loving you as I do now, but you kept making all those subtle hints that you wanted me too."

Amy blushed and looked into Don's eyes, "You knew?" and then she laughed. "I thought I was being cleaver."

Don laughed lightly, "I think you're mom suspected when she saw you sitting on my lap cuddling up next to me watching TV. That's when she wanted to move and told me to get rid of all my magazines; which I wouldn't. That's what caused that big fight just before we moved."

"What did she say?" asked Amy.

Don sighed, "Told me they were bad and didn't want you to be around a bad influence. That's when I knew she was planning on taking you away from me. I told her I needed something to jerk off to since her cunt was off limits. I had to avoid you after that so she would think that it was all an infatuation on your part. I kept watching you and the day you finally went into the shed, I knew it might be the only chance we got."

"I'm glad you did Daddy; that's why I had the shed built onto this house the way I did. Do you think we can play there Saturday? It was gives me extra excitement to be there with you," said Amy and she felt that tingle start in her pussy.

Don laughed, "Yes; we can play. Now; before we start on a different subject, I want your answer."

Amy kissed Don passionately, broke away and smiled, "Why don't we think about it for another year or two then Daddy. Maybe you'll feel differently and in the meantime, I'll see what I can do to change your mind. I know I won't stop loving you or stop having sex with you. I just love you too much." She leaned in a kissed him again before cuddling up on his chest.

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*****To Be Continued

Question: Should mom find them?  



Daddy's Shed Ch. 05



Amy was sitting in the rocking chair crying and reflecting back over the events of the last month. It was now the second week of March and she yearned for warmer weather, but wasn't sure if she would be staying here now. The way her Daddy had been acting during the month left her puzzled and hurt. It was Saturday, but she woke up to find him gone again. Last weekend she had come downstairs to find the shed door padlocked with a note posted telling her she was getting too worked up lately. 

She remembered it all started when the company had a dinner party a little over a month ago and Daddy took his co-worker, Shelly. 'He said I was too young and didn't know the proper way to act' thought Amy bitterly. What concerned her more was the fact that Daddy hadn't had sex with her for almost the same amount of time. He would come home late and be too tired. When she tried to touch him, he would shove her hand away and, again, say he was too tired. On the weekends like today, he'd say he had to go in and work on a special project. This morning, as she was gathering the clothes for laundry, she came across one of his work shirts; it reeked of perfume and sex.

Amy's heart was breaking thinking that Daddy didn't love her anymore; didn't want her anymore. She got up and looked outside again at the bright sunshine and where some of the snow had melted leaving puddles scattered around on the ground. She decided that maybe a walk would do her well; a long walk to get her thoughts in order and clear her mind. She decided to leave Don a note in case he came home before she did. She wanted to let him know how much he had hurt her and wanted to hurt him back just as much.

Amy wrote the note, went to the kitchen and got a butcher knife, picked up his shirt and stabbed it through the note and shirt right onto the locked shed door. She went back to the window and looked out again before putting on her coat and leaving. The air was crisp and cold, but the warm sun helped lighten her mood. No real destination in mind, she just started walking down the road in the opposite direction of town.

Don was tired by the time he finally got home and was looking forward to being with his Sweetie. He had finally completed work on the big project and fighting off his co-worker's advances for the last time. The house was dark when he pulled in which wasn't like Amy. She always would leave the outside lights on for him at least. When he got to the door, he discovered it was already unlocked. Concerned, he went inside quickly.

"Sweetie?!" he yelled and his heart was beating fast when there was no response. He ran upstairs flicking on the upstairs light switch at the bottom of the stairs. Don ran room to room yelling for her, no response ... no answer. He ran down the stairs towards the kitchen and stopped dead in his tracks when he saw his shirt stabbed, hanging on the shed door with a note. He removed the knife and recognized the shirt. The one Shelly had wiped her hands all over it trying to entice him before he shoved her back in anger. He had been so tired he had forgotten about it until now.

Amy's note was to the point: 

Don, I know you have someone else. Over the last month, you have made it perfectly clear that my affection and attentions were not wanted. Finding this shirt was the last thing I could bear. I'm going for a walk. 

Amy.

Don's mind was reeling with both anger and panic in equal degrees. He called his boss, Tony Hammond, first and told him what Shelly had done. He made it perfectly clear that she had better be gone before he would return. He slammed the phone down and started out to the truck. He looked up and could just make out a figure limping down the road. A cloud finally cleared the moon and gave him enough light to see it was Amy's figure. He ran towards her with anger and relief.

Amy's ankle was swollen and hurting. When she had fallen, her ankle twisted and she and landed in a ditch of melt off. She was hurt, cold and hungry. Her body temperature was dropping rapidly and she was so tired. Her mind told her to keep moving, so she kept looking at her feet and concentrated on just trying to keep one foot in front of the other. She told herself 'almost there now' constantly, but she wanted to give into sleep. 'Just need to rest a few minutes' she thought, stopped and then felt a pair of strong hands grab her arms before everything went black.

Don reached and grabbed her arms and she collapsed into his. His anger spilled from him when he realized she was injured and ice cold. He stripped the water sodden coat from her body and quickly carried her back to the house. He called 9-1-1 for paramedics and then started removing her wet clothing dumping it on the floor. He wrapped her in blankets trying to bring her body temperature back up and started to massage her legs and arms.

"Sweetie, don't leave me. Please, Sweetie! Don't Leave Me!!!" Don was shouting and he saw her stir once and then still again. "Come on Sweetie! Please, I love you!" and he kissed her lips; they were blue and as cold as ice. Don was crying by the time that the paramedics arrived. They wrapped her in a hot air blanket and slowly started to bring her body temperature back up. Don explained that she had left a note saying she went for a walk. When he got home, he saw her on the road and she had collapsed into his arms.

Amy heard Daddy's voice calling to her and tried to reach him. She felt like she was floating in a pool of black water and trying to break to the surface. When she opened her eyes, a man was shinning a light into them. Once the light quit blinding her, she recognized the cabin and the man told someone she was awake. Daddy's face loomed above her and he was crying.

"Thank God, Sweetie, I thought I lost you!" and he kissed her lips. "I love you Amy. You were wrong. There's no one else, Sweetie, only you!" He grasped her hand and laid it on his cheek.

Amy smiled and a tear trickled down her cheek. "Head hurts," she whispered.

Don looked up at the paramedic, "She says her head hurts."

"She has a lump. She must have taken quite a fall. She's lucky she didn't break any bones, but she has a sprained ankle." He gently tilted her face so Don could see the bruise forming on the side of her head. "We'll get her ready to transport."

Amy shook her head. "No," she said, now a little more audible.

Don looked at Amy with concerned eyes, "Sweetie, you've got to get checked out to make sure everything is alright."

"No," Amy said once again. She squeezed her Daddy's hand tightly. "Everything is fine now."

"You'll need to sign a release form then for non-treatment," said the paramedic.

Amy shook her head and signed the form. "Need a hot bath," she stated to Don.

"I'll carry you up Sweetie. You need to stay off that ankle," said Don.

Don thanked everyone for their help, waited until they had gone, shut down the outside lights and locked the door. He moved over to the couch and Amy had her eyes shut again. He knelt down beside the couch and kissed her lips. "Sweetie," he said while caressing her cheek.

Amy stirred, "Daddy?" she sighed and opened her eyes. She looked into her Daddy's eyes. "Do you want me to leave Daddy?" she asked.

Tears started to run down Don's face and he shook his head, "Never! Oh God, Sweetie, I don't know what I'd do if you left me." He buried his face on her stomach and cried.

Amy fell back asleep while Don was crying. She wasn't even aware of when he finished and just held her body close to his. The phone rang and Amy woke with a start. 

Don crossed over quickly to answer it. "Yes, Mr. Henderson, found her, but she was injured. Paramedics treated her. No, I don't appreciate the fact that she almost caused me my wife because she's a slut. I don't care if she's Hammond's slut. It's quite simple, she goes or I do. Right now, I've got to stay home and take care of Amy; she can't put any weight on her ankle. I almost lost her tonight and I'll never let that happen again; not for you or anyone. Yes, you do that." Don hung up the phone, went back to Amy and kissed her lightly while looking into her eyes. 

Amy smiled at him when he returned to the couch. "I could use a hot bath, Daddy." She wrapped her arms around Daddy's neck and laid her head on his shoulder. He reached under her thighs, picked her up and carried her upstairs. "I need the bathroom, Daddy."

Don smiled and carried her into the bathroom. "Put the weight on your good leg, Sweetie," and he eased her down to stand.

"Okay, Daddy," Amy said as she balanced on her good foot and managed to settle on the toilet watching him fill the tub with water. Don stripped off his clothes and came over to her. His hand pushed back of her dirty hair and he cupped her face. He gazed deeply into her eyes which still reflected her hurt.

"Sweetie, I didn't have sex with Shelly. She came up behind me and smeared her hands over my shirt. I can't stand the woman and you heard me tell them it was either her or me. If we move, then we move, but I won't lose you Sweetie, I love you." Don kissed her deeply and passionately. When he broke the kiss and looked back into her eyes, he continued. "I'm sorry about the shed, the note and not making love to you. I was so wrapped up in doing a good job on this project that I nearly lost the only thing that really means anything to me. I promise, Sweetie, that'll never happen again. Now, you ready for a bath?"

Amy's tears were streaming down her face and she nodded her head. Don lifted her up, over to the tub and gently down into the water. He eased in behind her and settled her against his chest. He held her tightly and kissed the side of her neck. He lathered a sponge and proceeded to give Amy a bath.

Amy rested against Daddy's chest and felt the stirring of her sexual excitement even with her sore and bruised body. She felt his cock start to get hard and then press into her backside. When he started to wash across her breasts, she arched her back and moaned. She pressed her head into his shoulder, grabbed his right hand and shoved it down to her pussy. 

"Daddy, please fuck me!" she moaned as his fingers traced the top of her mound and then stroking her pussy lips.

"You're hurt, Sweetie," Don said.

"Daddy, it's been a fucking month and with no fucking! I've got to be fucked now!" cried Amy.

Don smiled slightly. He had never heard Amy talk like that before, but it made his hard cock throb even more. Don played with her nipples loving how the hard nubs slipped through his soapy fingers. "I think someone is going to get a spanking from me when they're better for talking to their Daddy in such a disrespectful manner."

Amy closed her eyes enjoying what Daddy's fingers were doing to her nipples. She listened as he spoke and smiled. "Yes, Daddy, when I'm better you can spank me, but, right now, just fuck me." Don chuckled and kissed the back of her neck. He leaned forward, stood up and got out of the tub. Amy quickly rinsed the soap from her chest before Don lifted her out and onto the thick carpet pad by the tub.

Don looked down at his Sweetie and lifted her legs over his shoulder so he could protect her injured ankle. His fingers traced lightly up and down her slit before he placed just a finger up to the first knuckle inside her hot, wet hole. "What does Daddy's Sweetie want?"

Amy moaned and raised her hips trying to get the teasing digit inside of her. "I want Daddy's cock inside me! Please fuck me Daddy!" she screamed.

Don pressed the head of his cock against her opening and sank it in quickly pressing up against her and holding her wiggling legs.

"Yes! Yes! Daddy! Please fuck me, Daddy!" cried Amy and tried to hump against the buried shaft in her cunt.

Don started taking slow long strokes and relishing the hot slickness of his Sweetie's cunt as it enveloped his hard shaft with each thrust. Amy was moaning and breathing hard when he eased her legs down and around his waist. "Careful Sweetie," he cautioned as he guided her leg with the injured ankle.

Amy opened her eyes and nodded, "Okay, Daddy." Don leaned forward and kissed her deeply. Amy threw her arms around her Daddy and kissed him back with all the passion of her heart. Don started to thrust in and out of her again, but with urgency. By the sixth thrust, Amy arched her back and screamed through her orgasm clutching Don tightly. Don was pounding faster and harder feeling the tingling in his balls. A few more strokes and he released his load of cum deep into Amy's cunt.

"Yes, Daddy," Amy whispered, with a smile on her face, as she felt his cum shoot inside of her. "I want it all, Daddy."

They didn't know how much time they spent clinging to each other in that position before Don finally pulled out and looked down on his Sweetie's face; a face showing love and contentment. "I love you, Sweetie."

Amy opened her eyes and looked at her Daddy and smiled. "I love you too, Daddy. Can we finish our bath now?"

Don laughed and shook his head. "Let me reheat the water, get you cleaned up and into bed."

Amy's grin was huge, "Oh yes!"

"To sleep," Don said.

"Wanna bet?" smiled Amy impishly.

Don burst out laughing as he laid her back into the tub feeling his cock stir once again. This time he didn't get in with her, but bathed her and washed her hair. He let out the water and rinsed her. He toweled her dry, brought in a chair and sat her in it. He brought out a blow-dryer and dried her hair. Amy hugged and kissed his neck as he carried her to bed, placed her ankle on a pillow and then rubbed lotion all over her body.

Amy was moaning and enjoying the feel of Daddy's hands as they rubbed over her body. Don put more lotion on his hands and started to knead her breasts again. Just as with the soap, he loved the slippery feel of her hard nipples in his fingers. Amy's back was arched, eyes closed, legs spread and moaning loudly.

Amy opened her eyes, sat up and reached for him. "Daddy, I love you." Don wrapped his arms around her, their bodies pressing tightly together and his lips lowering to hers. She opened her mouth wanting his tongue to enter, wanting to taste him and suck on his tongue. She moaned into his mouth and her hands rubbed up and down his back.

Soon, she found her hands holding his hard cock and massaging his balls while he moaned into her mouth. Don broke off the kiss and started to lick and kiss his way down her neck while his hands and fingers were busy kneading and teasing her breasts and nipples.

"Daddy, I need you to fuck me again," Amy said in a voice laced with lust.

Don stopped kissing along her shoulder and rolled between her legs. "And Daddy wants to fuck you too." He quickly sank his hard cock, once again, into Amy's willing cunt. She was grinding the best she could up against him and then wrapped her legs around his waist. He started pounding into her cunt hard and fast. Amy's orgasm crashed through her body while Don kept pounding and trying to hold back. Amy had three more before he finally came himself.

Don pulled out and rolled to the side. Amy's breathing returned to normal and then slowed; she was asleep. I quietly got out of bed and went into the bathroom to clean up. He brought back a washcloth and towel and cleaned Amy up before pulling the covers over her except for her elevated leg. He examined her ankle before going downstairs to retrieve the ice bag for it. The coldness coming into contact with her skin made her wake.

"You're so handsome, Daddy," she said as she smiled at him. "Daddy, please don't shut me out of your life again."

Don got into bed with her and cuddle up next to her, "I promise, Sweetie. Daddy made a mistake and it almost cost me you."

Amy smiled as her Daddy laid his head next to hers on the pillow and his hand squeezed her breast. She closed her eyes finally content for the first time after a month. 



Daddy's Shed Ch. 06



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Don was snoring lightly when Amy awoke with bright sunlight in her eyes. When she stretched, she felt the pain in her ankle. She sat up and examined it now that she wasn't tired and stressed out. It was still a bit swollen, hot and tender to the touch. 'Boy, really did it this time' thought Amy. 'Now, I'm really stuck inside until I get better.' She turned and touched Don's shoulder.

"Daddy," said Amy. There was no response. She shook him harder and raised her voice a bit, "Daddy!" The increase in volume caused Amy's head to start throbbing. Raising her hand, she felt the tenderness of the bruise on the side of her head.

Don's eyes opened and he turned his head towards her. "Yes, Sweetie. What is it?"

"Daddy, I need to use the bathroom," said Amy.

"Sure, Sweetie," said Don as he pushed back the covers and gathered her in his arms. "Just like last night; weight on your good leg," he instructed.

Amy sat down on the toilet, but her head was swimming. She grabbed the trashcan and moved it in front of her. Her stomach was doing flip-flops and the room was spinning. "Daddy, I don't feel well."

Don felt her head and it was hot. "I was afraid of that. We should have taken you in last night. You finish and I'll go down and get the truck started and warm. You're going to the hospital."

"But, Daddy, what if they discover I'm your daughter and not your wife?" Amy asked in fear.

"They're not going to know unless we tell them, Sweetie. I'll be right back," said Don as he raced into the bedroom, threw on his clothes and charged down the stairs.

Amy heard the truck turn over before the ringing in her ears started. By the time Don got to the bathroom again, Amy was shaking. He got her dressed and then bundled in blankets since he had left her coat on the road the previous night. He called 9-1-1 again, explained the circumstances and asked for an ambulance to transport his wife to the hospital.

"It'll be faster, Sweetie, and I can follow in the truck," said Don as he squatted on the floor by the same couch she had been treated on the previous night. "I love you, Sweetie. It'll be alright. You need to get checked out." Don tried not to show his concern, but he was extremely worried and was berating himself for not pressing the issue the previous night.

Soon the paramedics arrived and Amy was on her way to the hospital with Don following in his truck. Once they arrived at the hospital, it was an additional two hours before she was admitted to a room. Don stayed with her throughout the entire process. When she finally slipped into a restful sleep, he left to go outside to make a phone call.

"Mr. Henderson? Yes, it is. I just admitted Amy into the hospital. She's running a fever and I'll be spending the night here. No. Frankly, I don't give a damn. This wouldn't have happened if that slut hadn't tried to keep coming on to me. We'll discuss it later. The only reason that I called is to let you know that I'm staying at the hospital with Amy. You can reach me here or I can check in tomorrow with you. Okay. Fine. Bye." Don gave a large sigh and proceeded back into the hospital.

Amy woke up periodically during the next twenty-four hours. Don stayed until the doctor assured him that he could go home and come back later after he had some food and sleep. When Don returned to their home, the house seemed so empty without Amy waiting for him. He went into the kitchen and ate some soup before collapsing onto the couch for a fitful sleep. When he finally woke, it was over ten hours later. He cleaned up quickly, dressed and went back to the hospital.

Don stepped off the elevator at the floor of Amy's room. He was walking down the corridor when the door to her room opened. Mr. Henderson and a young man walked out into the hallway.

Mr. Henderson saw Don walking down the hallway and started towards him. "Don, glad to see you. Just stopped by to see how she's doing. By the way, this is my son, Adam," Henderson said while gesturing to the young man that resembled him.

Don acknowledged Adam with a nod and then turned back to Henderson. "I went home to get some sleep so I haven't seen her yet."

"The doctor said she's over the first hurdle. The fact that she's so young is in her favor. I'm sorry all of this has happened to her, but you'll be glad to know that I've transferred both of them out of this location. I'm offering you his position to head the department." Henderson waited for Don to make some type of acknowledgment.

"I appreciate that you've come down here personally to show your concern for my wife," began Don.

"You're wife! I thought she was your daughter?" said Adam Henderson in surprise.

The elder Henderson cleared his throat and gave his son a stern look. "I'll apologize for my son's outburst, Don. I guess her age sort of surprised us, but when you truly love each other then age isn't an issue." Henderson smiled softly showing there was no malice in his statement.

"Yes, that's true. Amy and I love each other more than life itself. Like I said before, I'll not lose her for anything or anyone. Her love and trust is too precious to me. As far as the job offer goes, I'll discuss it over with Amy. I'm sure she'll want to stay though. She really loves our cabin and the locale. If you'll excuse me, I need to see her. Adam, it was nice meeting you. Mr. Henderson, thank you for taking the time to see her." Don extended his hand to each man before moving on and entering Amy's room.

Mr. Henderson took a long look at his son. "Don't even think about it, Adam."

"What do you mean?" Adam asked with a perplexed look on his face.

"You know exactly what I mean. I saw the look in your eye when you saw Mrs. Thomas lying in that bed. She might be young, but she's still his wife and off limits. You can just settle for those college girls you keep having sex with." Mr. Henderson stared pointedly at his son.

"Honestly, Dad. You must think I do nothing but have sex on my mind every minute of every day," Adam said. "I thought she was pretty for his daughter, but it threw me when you both said it was his wife. After all, what could I give her that he hasn't?"

Henderson cleared his throat again, "Just make sure you stay away from her. I almost lost Don Thomas to that Hammond and his whore. He's too valuable to me. I know he's the one that did almost all the work on that expansion project although Hammond tried to take the credit. Now that I've weeded the pair of them out, I believe that Thomas is perfect for this company and the growth we're expecting. I'll not have anything or anyone mess it up," Henderson said and poked his son in the chest. Adam nodded acknowledgment that he heard what his father had said and they both left.

Don opened the door and walked into Amy's room. Her eyes were shut and he made his way to the chair by her bed. "Sweetie?" he said softly.

Amy opened her eyes and smiled at Don. "I missed you, Don. There were two men here when I woke up. I tried to talk, but was just too tired. I'm afraid I fell asleep on them. I'm sorry."

"No need to be, Sweetie. That was my boss, and owner of the company, with his son. I hope they didn't disturb you," said Don. He leaned down and kissed her lips lightly. When he pulled back, he gazed into her eyes. "I love you," and he kissed her again.

"I love you too," said Amy as she drew him down to her and whispered into his ear "Daddy." 

Don smiled and gently hugged her. "Henderson has offered me a management position, Sweetie. Would you like to stay here or move on?"

"Oh, Don, I think that's wonderful!" exclaimed Amy. "I'll do anything you want just so long as we're together. I don't want another month like this last one. By the way, when can I go home?"

Don laughed lightly and shook his head. "Sweetie, let's get you completely well first then you can come home. Your fever is still going down and you need to stay here for a few days to make sure." Disappointment clouded Amy's face. "It won't be that long, Sweetie, and then we'll have you back home. I'll have to hire a nurse to look after you while I'm at work."

Amy was sent home a week after being admitted to the hospital with instructions to stay in bed except for short trips to the bathroom. Don hired a nurse to be with Amy while he was at work and she would leave when he arrived. Sometimes she would fix dinner for Amy if Don was going to be extremely late, but most of the time he tried to be home at a reasonable hour.

Helen was just gathering her things while Don wrote out a check for her services. "We'll probably need you for a least another week, Helen. Is that okay with you?" asked Don.

"I can do it except for this coming Friday, Mr. Thomas. Remember, I told you about my niece getting married. I'll be traveling," she said as she took the offered check.

"That's right. Well, don't worry about that. You have a wonderful time at the wedding. I'll just take that day off at work," said Don as he stood and escorted her to the door. "After all, Amy's ankle is getting much better and she can put some weight on it now." Don showed her out and then went upstairs to Amy. She was propped up in bed reading a book.

"Good evening, Sweetie," said Don cheerily.

"Evening, Daddy. Can we have sex before we eat?" smiled Amy as she laid her book aside.

Don crawled into bed next to her and kissed her deeply letting his tongue lazily explore each nook and cranny of her young body. "Ummmm," he exclaimed when he broke off the kiss. "You taste wonderful, Sweetie."

His hand slid over her top, cupping her breast and feeling her nipple harden. Amy moaned and arched her back trying to push harder into his palm. "Tell Daddy what you want, Sweetie," said Don as he gently pinched and tweaked her nipple through the material. Amy was moaning and trying to coherently put words together, but the sensations traveling through her body were destroying her concentration.

Amy tried to pull the hem of her top up, but Don grabbed her hands and then held them over her head. "Someone's being a bad girl," and he pinched her nipple harder causing Amy to moan louder. "Daddy hasn't forgotten that his bad little girl needs to be spanked, but I'll wait until your ankle is better before we do that." Don lowered his mouth to the hardened nipple visible beneath the material of her top, grasped it in his teeth and pulled it taut. Amy let out a scream of pleasure and began to writhe beneath him.

Don quickly removed his belt and tied her hands above her head to the metal frame of the headboard. He smiled at her before slowly kissing and nibbling down each side of her neck. Amy was already pleading with him to be fucked, but he was savoring and drawing out the pleasure as much as possible.

"Ummmm," said Don again when he concentrated on pleasuring her breasts. He used his tongue, mouth and teeth on her nipples creating two large wet spots on her top. Amy was panting frantically and begging over and over again to be fucked. By the time Don's hand rubbed her cunt, the material of her shorts were decidedly wet. He undid the snap and zipper before pulling them down and off her body. Her wet slit was still seeping juices as his fingers teased her engorged labia.

"What does Daddy's Sweetie want?" Don said huskily.

"Oh, Daddy, I want you to fuck my cunt!" screamed Amy.

Don smiled at her. "We'll get there, but not yet. Daddy wants to taste just how sweet his Sweetie is," and he pressed his hand against her shaved mound. Amy screamed out and pressed her hips forward into his palm. He pulled back her lips and licked her pussy up and down its entire length. Amy was moaning and humping his face as hard as she could. His tongue darted over her clit, making lazy circles before he started to suck and bite it. He shoved two fingers into her hot wet hole and pushed them hard against her g-spot. Her cries and moans were increasing and her breathing was turning ragged.

Amy screamed into her orgasm and Don replaced his fingers with his mouth and tongue. He sucked and licked at the juices seeping out of Amy while his thumb kept applying pressure and circling her clit. Amy started to build up to another orgasm and the sensation of Don's tongue flicking in and out of her vagina was driving her into frustration.

"Stop fucking me with your tongue," she yelled. "I need your cock, Daddy, now!" she demanded.

Don slid off the bed and hurriedly removed his clothes, releasing his hard throbbing cock. He crawled between her legs and started to slowly rub the large mushroom shaped head up and down her slick wet slit. "Is this what you want, Sweetie?" he teased and then shoved it into her cunt hard and fast.

"Yes!!! Oh, God! Yes!!!" screamed Amy, completely out of control and writhing as her Daddy fucked her hard and fast. "Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!!!" she screamed over and over again as Don pounded into her. He felt his own release beginning, grabbed her hips and plunged even faster. He felt Amy orgasm causing her vagina to become even slicker than it already was and to clinch around his cock. His balls tightened and a primal scream tore from his lungs as rope after rope of cum spilled into Amy's velvet canal.

Don lay on top of Amy gasping for breath while his cock stayed buried in her cunt. He reached up and released her arms. She wrapped them around his neck and gave him light butterfly kisses around his face and neck.

"I love you so much, Daddy. That was simply a great fuck!" she whispered into his ear. He lifted his head enough to look down on her face and smile. She smiled back at him before asking, "So, what's for dinner tonight?"

Don rolled off, stretched out next to her and laughed. "How about pizza tonight, Sweetie. Daddy is somewhat drained."

Amy laughed too and agreed. "By the way, Daddy, have we received any new magazines lately?"

Don was still laughing. "Yes. I put them in the shed out of Helen's view. They'll keep until you are able to go down the stairs, Sweetie. By the way, she won't be here Friday because she's going to her niece's wedding. I'll try and get the day off."

"Okay, Daddy, but if you can't, I'll be fine here until you get home. We can just put some sandwiches and snacks in the little fridge up here and I've got the cane to get back and forth to the bathroom." Amy gave him a relaxed smile. She was happy that everything was working out for them.

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Adam listened as his father and one of the partners were discussing the expansion that Don Thomas had been instrumental in developing. His mind was only half on the business discussion. He kept fantasizing about Amy Thomas. Ever since he saw her in the hospital bed or, more precisely, the outline of her breasts and hard nipples, he wanted to see her completely naked. Although his father had warned him, he couldn't get her off his mind.

He remembered that he had told his father, "After all, what could I give her that he hasn't?" At the present time, he wanted to give her his cock until she begged for him to stop. A slight smile played across his lips, but the phone ringing brought him out of his reverie. 

"I'll get it Dad. You two continue. I'm sure it's probably nothing," said Adam as he stood and crossed the room.

Adam answered the phone and it was Don Thomas asking if he could get Friday off since the visiting nurse would be out of town. He asked Mr. Thomas to hold for a moment and hit the mute button.

"Dad, didn't you say that you wanted to do the presentation on Friday?" Adam asked, but already knew the answer. His Dad acknowledged the correctness. "I think you'll want to speak with Mr. Thomas then," and Adam held out the phone, "He wants Friday off." 

Mr. Henderson took the phone and listened, but was adamant that Don had to be at the presentation and the reception that was to follow. Adam smiled at the opportunity that offered itself. His Dad knew he already had plans to be out of town, so he would not be missed. It was just too perfect. All he had to do now was make a few plans of his own.



Daddy's Shed Ch. 07



Here is the long awaited Chapter 7. I'd like to thank you all for being patient and for your supportive emails.

Also, thank you ton8ty for your proofreading talents.

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Sweetie was lying in bed with her leg propped up on a couple of pillows watching her Daddy screw a hook in the beam above the bed. He had already placed one and now this one was exactly six inches apart.

"Daddy? What are you doing?" she questioned with a smile playing across her lips. She was envisioning herself tied up in different bondage positions.

Don smiled down at his daughter. "You'll see, Sweetie ... in about a minute."

He finished attaching the hook, climbed off the bed and went over to the closet. He took a box from the top shelf and brought it back to the bed. Sweetie rose up on her elbows in expectation.

"I special ordered something for you, Sweetie." He smiled and winked at her.

Don climbed back on the bed and took out what appeared to be cut pieces of leather that each had ropes attached to the front and bottom portions. He attached the ropes to the hooks and dropped the leather onto the bed. He climbed back down and smiled at Sweetie.

"Scoot down here and we'll get them adjusted," he said, in his commanding, yet sensitive, voice.

Sweetie smiled as she wiggled down the bed, causing her silk nightie to rise up past her shaved pussy. Don pulled the leather sleeve around her good leg and adjusted the rope to raise her leg into the air. He then gently guided her still sensitive leg into the other one and adjusted it so that both legs were securely hanging and swinging free. He shoved the box off the bed and admired his daughter with her legs secured wide revealing her wet slick pussy.

He went over to his nightstand and brought out the fur-lined cuffs that Sweetie loved. She quickly pulled the nightie off and offered Daddy her wrists.

Don laughed to see her so anxious and excited for sex. "Someone's in a rush, I see." 

He placed Sweetie's wrists in the cuffs, opened the doors of the headboard to reveal the hidden hook and secured her to the bed. Don quickly stripped out of his clothes and stroked his hard cock a couple of times.

"Now," he began as he looked down on her body. "Someone's been playing with herself again and got all worked up." He ran his fingertips lightly down between her firm breasts. He liked the way her nipples became instantly hard at his touch. He bent down and blew hot air onto one of the hard buds. Sweetie moaned and arched her back, trying to force the nipple into his mouth.

Don pulled away and continued to run his fingertips over her exposed body.

"Daddy! Fuck Me, Damn It!" Sweetie screamed as she squirmed on the bed.

"Now, what did Daddy tell you about giving me orders?" Don snapped as he looked down at Sweetie.

Sweetie bit her lower lip a second before responding, "But Daddy! I need to be FUCKED!"

Don grabbed the ropes and lifted Sweetie's legs further up exposing her ass. He smacked each ass cheek hard, which elicited a howl from his daughter.

"What did I say?!" he repeated. When Sweetie didn't respond, he once again spanked each cheek leaving a rosy impression of his hand print.

Sweetie screamed and squirmed a second time. "I'll be good, Daddy! Please! I won't talk to you that way again! I promise, Daddy!"

Don smiled and gently massaged her red ass, but also noticed how much more wet his daughter was from her spanking. It still surprised him that his Sweetie was into bondage. He'd never done anything like it before, but, then again, he had been married to the proverbial "ice queen".

His fingers lightly stroked her cunt lips and smiled as Sweetie began to moan. He squatted between her swinging legs and licked her hard from anus to clit. Sweetie squealed and moaned in pure pleasure. She loved to be eaten and he loved to bring her to her first orgasm this way. The leg supports, he knew, would get used often.

Don started sucking and gently biting Sweetie's labia up and down while she thrashed and ground her pussy into his face. He attacked her clit in earnest and rubbed his tongue up and down as hard as he could. Sweetie was breathing hard and humping with every ounce of energy she had. She was close. He curled two fingers into her hot wet slit, found her "G" spot and massaged it as his mouth centered over her clit. Sweetie screamed into her first orgasm while Don lapped at her juices flowing out of her slit, down his hand and dripping onto the bed.

Don quickly changed position and rammed his hard throbbing cock into Sweetie's still spasming cunt. Sweetie screamed a second time as the head of the cock came into contact with her cervix and her Daddy ground into her now sensitive clit.

Don whispered into her ear as his body pressed down on top of his daughter. "Isn't this what you were begging Daddy to do?"

He pulled out and slammed his cock home a second time. "You wanted Daddy to fuck you? Didn't you, Sweetie?" 

Don started pounding in and out of her hot slick hole while Sweetie moaned and tried to hump him back. On his last slam in, he stopped and stared down at his daughter.

Sweetie's eyes flew open the moment her Daddy stopped fucking her. Her eyes sought his immediately, begging and pleading.

"Please, Daddy, Please fuck me," she breathed heavily.

Don smiled and went back to pounding in and out of her. He shut his eyes enjoying the sensation of feeling her pussy wrapping around his hard cock, throbbing ... pulsing ... squeezing his cock and wanting him to fill her with his hot cum. He could hear her moaning, breathing heavily knowing that she was close to orgasm again. He could feel his own mounting ... his balls tightening ... panting, lusting, no, needing release.

"Yes! Yes! Y-e-sssss!" Don grunted with each plunge and then as he finally felt the first jet of cum shoot into his daughter, his very own Sweetie.

"D-a-d-d-yyyyyy!" screamed Sweetie a second later as her own orgasm started wracking through her body.

Don was oblivious that Sweetie had even screamed. He was on automatic ... slam – release – slam – release. His primal instincts had taken him over. He couldn't think – conscious thought had shut down – he was only responding to his physical need for fulfillment, especially at the present - to fill this hot slick pulsing cunt with every ounce of sperm he could produce.

Finally spent, Don and Sweetie laid together spasming in the aftermath of their combined orgasms, breathing hard and gasping for air like fish on a riverbank. Don pressed his head into the pillow as his weight pressed and pinned Sweetie beneath him. He was smiling at the sensation of his cock softening and then slipping from Sweetie's very wet slick cunt. Only then did he manage to lift his weight off of her, reach up and undo her cuffs. 

Sweetie shook her arms weakly and briefly to restore some circulation before throwing them around Daddy's neck. She clutched at him and reached her eager lips to his for a deep sensuous kiss. She smiled, sighed and then snuggled into Daddy's shoulder; falling into a satisfied sleep.

When Don finally managed to regain some strength, he eased up and off the bed. He looked down at Sweetie who was smiling quite contentedly as she slept. He then looked up at the ropes in the beam and decided he didn't have the strength to stand up and unhook the leg restraints, and that made him have another thought altogether. Just how long would Sweetie be willing to stay with him as he grew older? The question both angered him and worried him; he pushed it aside to contemplate later. He eased her legs out of the restraints, propping her bad leg on the pillows. He stared down at her one more time before making his way to the bathroom.

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The phone was ringing constantly when she opened the door. Caller ID showed the number of the private detective agency she had engaged to help locate her missing daughter and ex-husband.

"Hello? Yes. This is Julia Anderson." She listened intently to the voice on the other end. "No, it used to be Thomas, but I changed it after I divorced the bastard! Have you found them yet?"

"Miss Anderson, I've got to be blunt. The check you paid me bounced. Unless you come up with a cash payment, all information is being withheld and I can tell you that I know precisely where they are." Gregory smiled to himself. He had researched her bank records and knew precisely how much she had and how much he could get out of her. He hadn't cared for her attitude when she waltzed into his office. That "I'm so much better than you" attitude didn't fly with him and he figured that's why her ex took their daughter away too. 

Julia sighed deeply. "I'm sorry Mr. Slatanz. Yes, I'll be glad to pay cash. Where are they?"

"Miss Anderson, do you think I'm stupid? The price just went up to $2500 now. Bring cash, tonight, at my office and I'll give you the information."

"Ah, it'll take me a couple of days to get that kind of money, Mr. Slatanz. I'll ..."

"$3000 now and I tack on $500 for each additional lie. Tonight, my office and come alone." Gregory smiled as he hung up on her.

The connection clicked off. Julia slammed the phone down on the table. "Bastard! All of them!"

She ran out the front door and headed to the bank.

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Friday was hectic as Don spent most of the day putting finishing touches on the project to make sure that the presentation would go off without a hitch. He praised his staff for their efforts and told them how much he was pleased by their devotion to the company. He had two more meetings before he could leave to go home, get cleaned up, dress in a tux and return. The presentation would be held at the main building with a reception scheduled to follow in one of their annexes. 

He once again checked his watch impatiently waiting for time to speed along. He smiled to himself as he opened his private laptop, typed his access codes and watched the screen come on. The web cam came on showing his kitchen at home...just one of several he'd installed for security. His fingers keyed in another code and the one in his bedroom clicked on. He adjusted the focus and zoomed in on Sweetie. He smiled broader as he realized what she was about to do. His fingers flew of their own accord over the keyboard with instructions for the security system to start recording all rooms at home. He would play them back later for himself and Sweetie. He sighed and forced himself to shut off the laptop before finding himself in an embarrassing situation. Last thing he needed today was an erection at work.

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Adam was making plans of his own that had nothing to do with his father's company. He smiled with a distant look in his eyes as he recalled looking down at Amy Thomas' body – seeing her pert nipples and shapely figure under that flimsy hospital gown as she lay on the hospital bed. His cock had twitched then as it was doing even now.

"Adam? You listening to me?" said the man sitting across from him feeling out of place at this exclusive club.

"Yes, Steve. My mind just wondered for a moment. You were saying?" Adam smiled as he brought his mind back to the conversation.

"Like I told you on the phone – I haven't had time to make anymore," Steve whispered and was staring intently at Adam to try to get his point across.

"If my company catches me using their chemicals, then it's my ass – not yours!"

"Okay – fine!" Adam said back in a stressed whisper as well. "I probably won't need it, but I was just hoping to get lucky. Don't worry about it." Adam cleared his throat and motioned for a waiter to come over.

"Why don't you have some lunch on me since you made a special trip? I've got to get back and pack for a trip," Adam said as he handed the waiter a concealed amount of cash.

"Give my friend here anything he wants and put it on my tab."

The waiter smiled, "Yes sir, Mr. Henderson." He hovered nearby waiting for Steve's order.

"Well, since lunch is on you, I'll just have a steak then."

'Well now,' Adam thought to himself as he was leaving the club. 'This is going to be more fun than raping all those stupid college girls. I don't have the drug, but she's going to be alone, in a secluded cabin ... and once I have her eyes covered, I'll be able to take off the mask. Who knows, it just might be more entertaining this way,' he chuckled to himself.

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Sweetie was growing impatient waiting for her Daddy to get home. She'd been thinking about his cock surging into her hot wet pussy all day and was looking forward to having him fulfill her daydreams.  She looked at the time on his alarm clock again and then gazed out the window once more. It had started a sunny morning, but clouds had been gathering all day. Now, it was a dreary damp day and not helping in the least since she was home alone.

Rolling toward the nightstand, Sweetie opened the drawer and looked at its contents. She pulled out the card Daddy had left on her nightstand that morning. All it said was to expect a surprise this evening. She put it back in the drawer and looked at the stash of some of her favorite sex toys including a vibrating dildo, shaped like a man's cock with bulging head and veins, as well as some of her favorite porn magazines. 

She smiled recalling Helen's surprised look when she had opened the drawer. Sweetie had actually giggled at the poor woman. Helen had finally made some kind of remark such as "to each their own" before closing the drawer and excusing herself to the bathroom. When she had returned, it was as if the incident had never happened.

Sweetie knew that the nurse would be gone today because of her niece's wedding, but she missed her. She pulled out the dildo and a magazine and laid them next to her as see striped off her nightgown. She picked up the dildo and rubbed the bulging head roughly across her nipple, feeling the tingling sensation surge through her breast. She closed her eyes and imagined being with her Daddy. She turned the vibrator on low and eased the head down toward her clit. 

A small moan escaped her mouth as the head of the vibrating dildo touched her clit. Her ass raised slightly in response. She roughly stroked the length of her pussy feeling it getting wetter and more slick with each swipe. 



Daddy's Shed Ch. 08



Sweetie moaned again as she pushed and rubbed the vibrator hard against her clit. Her cunt was throbbing and slick. She wanted more than anything right then to be filled with her Daddy's cock. Her eyes were closed, but moving to scenes that her mind was replaying. Her lips were slightly parted as her breathing started to increase. Occasionally, the tip on her tongue flicked along her lips playing to the sexual anticipation and tension.

"Daddy, Fuck me," she sighed as she plunged the bulbous head of the cock dildo into her tight slick hole. 

"Oh Yes! Fuck me hard, Daddy!" Amy screamed as she rammed the dildo in again and again.

She was laying with her bad leg propped up on pillows while she was curled up in almost a fetal position. She loved the feel of even this artificial cock filling her ... the vibrations that made her cunt and asshole tingle with sexual stimulation ... and bringing her eventually to an orgasmic release. She was so intent on reaching climax that she didn't even hear the door of the bedroom open -- wasn't even aware that she wasn't alone as she endeavored to bring herself to climax.

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Mr. Henderson entered Don's office and looked around briefly before making eye contact with Don. He closed the door, locked it and crossed over to a conversation area consisting on two plush leather chairs.

"Don. I wanted you to know personally that I feel you are a great asset to this company. This expansion wouldn't be taking place if it wasn't for all the hard work you have done."

"Thank you, Mr. Henderson. I believe in what your company is doing and I'm looking forward to working here for some time. I think ..."

"Excuse me a moment, Don," interjected Mr. Henderson. "Let me finish because what I have to say is quite serious and involves you personally."

Don raised an eyebrow. Was he getting ready to be sacked? He nodded at Mr. Henderson to continue.

Henderson eased himself down in a chair and motioned for Don to join him there in a more relaxed setting. Don got up from the desk and joined him.

"There's something I think you should know now that we're going to be working quite closely together," said Henderson as he licked nervous lips.

"Before I hire anyone, I have an extensive background check done." Henderson looked pointedly at Don.

Don nodded affirmatively and waited for Henderson to drop the other shoe.

"I know that Amy is your daughter and not your wife," he said in a little puff of breath.

Henderson looked as Don eased back into the chair and smiled at him.

"I know that you did," said Don. "I was wondering when you were going to mention it?"

"We're much more alike than you know," said Henderson pointedly with a smile of his own. "As I told you at the hospital, if you truly love someone then age doesn't matter. Besides, she's not underage and I personally understand the situation, you could say."

"I'd like to say that I'm the only one with this information, but that's not the case," Henderson said with a frown. He cleared his throat before continuing.

"I just found out today that the investigator I hired has given the information to your ex last night. She's on her way here. I'll make sure that both are dealt with."

Henderson cleared his throat again before proceeding. "I've been thinking that since this International expansion is due to the hard work you have given to my company; that some sort of promotion is in order."

Henderson stood and motioned for Don to do so as well. He offered his hand to Don. "How does partner sound and you fly out to take charge of the International Division?"

Both men smiled, nodded and shook hands. Henderson reached into his breast pocket and handed Don an envelope. 

"I've made arrangements. Everything will be handled on this end and I mean everything." Henderson smiled again, turned and left Don's office.

Don looked in the envelope, proceeded to pack up his desk and left the building. He didn't bother to even call Amy. He smiled as he thought of how his Sweetie would love this surprise better than what he had originally planned.

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Adam parked his car about a mile down the road from her cabin in a secluded wooded area. It was the only place he knew that his car couldn't be seen. He grabbed the duffle bag off the back seat and started his short hike. She was going to be alone tonight and still mostly confined to her bed -- perfect. 

'No nurse tonight except for me,' he thought. '...and what I'm going to take your temperature with is going to have you shivering alright!' he chuckled.

He paused when he heard some voices and the sound of a dog bark. Looking around quickly, he ducked behind some thickets before he could be spotted.

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Don opened the front door of the cabin and was about to call out that he was home when he heard Sweetie's excited voice moaning upstairs. He quietly closed and locked the door, slipped off his shoes and clothing before climbing up the stairs. He could hear his Sweetie begging for him to fuck her and a smiled played across his lips. He quietly and slowly turned the door handle without making a sound. He pushed and the door slid silently a crack for him to peer inside the room. He smiled at his Sweetie lying on the bed.

Sweetie was shoving the dildo into her slick wet cunt. Her body was covered in perspiration as she laid curled half humping and shoving trying to bring herself to orgasm. If his cock wasn't already hard and throbbing, this sight would have gotten it there instantly.

Don quietly and quickly stepped over to the bed and looked down at her face so intent on reaching orgasm. He quickly moved into action. He got on the bed which instantly caused her eyes to open at first in shock to be replaced by lust. He pulled the slick covered dildo from her cunt and replaced it with his own throbbing cock.

Sweetie let out a moan of pure pleasure at being filled. Her Daddy was kissing and nipping along her neck. His hand reached over to cup her breast. His fingers kneading her hard nipple caused little explosions of sexual excitement that made her hot cunt throb around his hot cock. His hot breath and kisses on her ear made her lean back into him as much as she could.

"Tell Daddy what you want Sweetie?" came the strained voice that made her tremble each time she heard it.

"Fuck me, Daddy! Please, Fuck me!!!!"

Don started ramming in and out of her. She came almost instantly since she had almost been there to start with. Her scream of orgasm turned to a constant moan of pleasure by the time Don with filling her with jet after jet of his cum. When he finished, he pulled his Sweetie to him. He loved her so much and had done so much so they could be together. 

It was a few minutes before he was calm enough to pull his softening cock out of her and eased over onto his back. Sweetie, careful of her leg, turned so she could cuddle next to her Daddy. He smiled and kissed her deeply and passionately.

"Daddy loves you more and more every day Sweetie."

"I love you too, Daddy."

"Daddy has a real big surprise for you!" Don said excitedly.

"Besides this!" smiled Amy as her hand started caressing his cock and it twitched despite the fact that he had just cum. 

Don smiled at her eagerness. "Yes Sweetie. Now, lay still while I explain things."

Don explained it all. Amy went from lust to fear to happiness.

"Mr. Henderson is so nice, Daddy, to do this for us," she exclaimed. "I never would have thought anyone would help us."

"Be that as it may be, my Sweetie, we need to get cleaned up and gone. He'll ship everything to us," said Don as he got off the bed.

"I'll get the bags packed while you clean up."

Amy smiled as she grabbed her cane and proceeded into the bathroom. What a wonderful surprise and here she thought it was going to be a boring day.

By the time Don was loaded and driving to the airport, the sun was setting on what turned out to be a fortunate chain of events.

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Adam sat crouched as the voices of two men talking softly were getting closer to where he was hiding.

"Shit," he thought. "Just what I need are two hunters." 

Adam stiffened when the thicket started shaking and he was eye to eye with the hunting dog. A low growl issued and fangs bared as the dog faced off with him. He started to shake in fear and felt the hairs rise on the back of his neck. He swallowed hard as he heard someone approach his hiding spot.

"What you got there boy?" said one man as he circled around for a look. He took a look at Adam and called the dog to him.

"Thanks for calling your dog off," said Adam as he slowly rose to a standing position and adjusted the duffle on his shoulder. He stared at the man nervously as the hunter looked him up and down. 

"He gave me quite a start. Early in the season to be hunting. What are you after?" said Adam as he was grasping on how to handle the situation of why he was hiding in the thicket himself.

The hunter smiled slyly and stared into Adam's eyes, "You."

Adam felt the pain only slightly from the dart shot into the side of his neck before his world went black.

Facing off with the dog had made Adam forget that he had heard two voices. The second man walked slowly to the crumpled body, knelt and retrieved the dart.

"Let's get him back to his car. Mr. Henderson's going to be pleased."

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Julia Anderson was more pissed off than she could ever remember being. First, it was the inconsideration of her sister. Deb had insisted tearfully that she come and help her when her husband, Tim, had died. Then she got a live in boyfriend and asked Julia to leave on the premise that she had made a pass at him. Julia didn't want him or any other man. 

Then, she had to deal with that Slatanz asshole private detective and pay him $3,000 for the location of her daughter. Now, she was racing across the country to get Amy. Slatanz had laughed at her after she had given him the money too. He had said they were 1,000 miles for each 1,000 dollars. Told her she had better start driving because he knew she didn't have the money now to fly there. After he had given her the information, she had stormed out of his office and building.

She had been driving solid until last night. By then, she was just too tired to trust herself behind the wheel of the car. She pulled into the next motel she came to, got her room and basically collapsed on the bed clothes and all. She never heard the door open, never saw the men standing by her bed and never felt the dart hit her neck.

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Amy smiled as they pulled up to the private hanger and saw the jet. "That's for us, Daddy?"

Don parked the truck and caressed her face. "Yes Sweetie. It's Mr. Henderson's private jet. By the way, how do you feel about living overseas?"

Amy smiled brilliantly, "Anywhere, Daddy, as long as you and I are together."

"We are going to have to learn the language and new customs, but, yes, we'll be together Sweetie." Don leaned over and kissed her passionately and lovingly.

Amy smiled after the kiss. "Daddy?"

"Yes Sweetie?" said Don as he stared into her loving eyes.

"Can we have another shed?" she smiled teasingly.

Don cupped her breast and tweaked her nipple. "You bet Sweetie and much, much more!"

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Adam was confused when he woke. He was completely naked, in a dimly lit room and lying on a bed. As soon as he sat up, his head began to throb. His mouth was dry and he was extremely thirsty. He felt as if he'd been drinking for days except that he remembered the dog and the hunter. He remembered the pain in the side of his neck. He raised his hand but didn't feel any soreness.

Adam began to scan the room. First, he noticed there were no windows and his heart started pounding in fear. Just where was he? Then he saw the carafe of water on the small table across the room. He slowly stood, closed his eyes and breathed deeply to clear his head. He staggered a bit, but finally made it across the room. Just as he reached for the water, he heard the door being unlocked.

A man stepped inside with a gun and smiled. "This is for you if you try anything." He nodded to someone outside and moved aside.

The next man through the door was his father. "I see you are awake."

Adam's mouth opened in surprise, "Dad?"

"I tried to warn you, Adam, so now I've taken on the responsibility for your actions. Yes, I know all about the women you've raped and what you were planning on doing. The solution was simple. This is where you will remain."

"Dad, you can't do this!" Adam shouted.

"I can and I have. I'm not without feeling though, Adam." Henderson nodded to someone else outside the door. "I've brought you a companion to share your room. She's older than you, but I'm quite sure you'll work out living arrangements. You'll either get along or kill one another."

Another man came in forcing a naked woman in front of him. He had her securely by the arms and her mouth was taped. He shoved her across the room at Adam and she tumbled into him. As soon as she righted herself she took the tape off her mouth and grabbed for the water.

"Goodbye Adam," said Henderson as he left. The door was securely shut and locked behind him.

He walked down the hall to another room and opened the door. Stephanie was sitting in one of the chairs looking at the different monitors as Adam and the woman were fighting over the water. She was shaking for head negatively and rolling her eyes.

She looked up and smiled at Henderson as he entered. "You would think that they'd at least go into the bathroom and get more water."

He chuckled as he always did when she stated the obvious. He reached down and cupped her breast feeling the nipple harden under his manipulation.

"He'll be fine Honey. Every animal of his type needs a cage," he said with a twinge of sadness.

Stephanie stood up and kissed him passionately while her fingers stroked his hardening cock. "I know Daddy. We'll take care of him."



Daddy's Shocking Discovery



I sat back shocked. It was the only word I could think of to describe what I was feeling. Shocked!

I'd been worried about my daughter, she'd been acting a little 'off' lately, acting differently, not her usual self you know? So like any good father my first thought was to rummage through her room and check for anything that might give me a clue as to her change in personality, hoping to god it wasn't drugs. I'd just finished snooping on her computer... and to say that I was alarmed was an understatement.

I wasn't a prude by any means, and I knew that kids these days were growing up faster and faster, becoming sexually active and such well before they were ready -- unfortunately it was simply a result of the times, social media making sex so readily available and influencing the young teenager at a baser, more primal level. But what I found on my little girls computer gave even me pause.

I'd never thought of her as more than just my little girl, even though she was now eighteen. Of course I knew she was growing up, becoming a woman, I wasn't entirely clueless but she was only ever my baby you know, not a sexual being.

But well, now after seeing what I had just seen, my view of her was bound to change. Her browser history showed an ever expanding pattern of looking at porn sites, all free and all with explicit content, not just pictures but full length movies as well. I was blown away, and feeling not a little duped as I never even knew any of these sites existed. Even though I knew it was wrong I took note of a few of the more explicit sites with the intent of checking them out more fully on my own computer later that night.

That fact alone should have been more than adequate to concern me, but when I checked into her favourites I found a number of individual videos from the sites that my little girl had saved. I clicked through them, watching a few minutes of each with the sound turned down, each one making my eyes grow wider and wider, not to mention a certain amount of growth was happening in my shorts as I watched what my daughter had been watching.

They were internet posted videos of older men ranging in age from late thirties to possibly early fifties, in various stages of bodily fitness, and every single one of them were with younger girls. All probably eighteen and legal enough to be in a porn production, but the age gap was unmistakeable. That alone was disturbing enough as my first thought on seeing them was that my little girl was caught up with someone much, much older than she was, perhaps a teacher of hers and instantly I felt my gut clench along with my fists at the thought. I'd kill any man that laid a finger on my baby, the fact that she might have been a willing participant not even figuring into my reaction.

I flicked from one to another to another, each one along the same lines, each one showing a much older man fucking some nubile young teenager and her loving it. I was just coming to terms with this, when I felt my heart stop as I turned up the speakers and listened to the verbal interaction of the porn actors. At first I thought I had misheard the dialogue, and then a moment later I was wishing that I hadn't heard the dialogue at all! Not only was this porn with an older male and younger girl, but this was made out to be Daddy Daughter porn. I gulped and panicked as I quickly shut down the browser and the computer and rushed out of my daughter's room.

I went and hid in my room trying to wrap my head around what I had just witnessed. What on earth had possessed my little Maddie to start watching that sort of thing? I just couldn't figure it out. I'd never done anything untoward with my little girl. I don't think I'd even so much as accidentally let her see me naked ever. So then why? How? What on earth could make her want to watch something like that?

Admittedly I was the only parental figure around, her mother (my now ex-wife), having bailed on both of us a few years ago to be with 'Tyson', a guy she'd been having an affair with from her office.

That had hurt Maddie a great deal and now she rarely even saw her mother. The last time was when she had been thirteen and they'd had a raging argument. I'd had to go pick her up at two in the morning from the bus stop outside of her mother's apartment. Maddie had told me that Melissa was a bitch and she hated her and never wanted to see her mother again. I'd taken that to heart and sued for sole custody. Melissa hadn't even put up a fight which didn't truly surprise me but it should have made me a little suspicious, although at the time I simply put it down to Melissa being a self absorbed bitch and left it at that.

I had asked Madeline what the argument had been about but my little Maddie had stubbornly refused to tell me more than it had been a big fight with her mother and that was that. I didn't want to push, as it seemed to upset her a great deal, so I left it alone and then finally stopped asking when I saw that Maddie was coping much better as time passed. Now, now I wonder whether I shouldn't have pushed a little harder to get it out of her. Obviously something had happened that set her down this path that set her to watching incest videos.

Images seemed to play across my mind and I was still very aware of the fact that my dick was still hard in my pants. I didn't think it could have -- or should have -- been possible for me to be aroused by the situation but I was. The imagery I kept seeing in my head, the older men caressing their younger, beautiful counterparts and the knowledge that it was supposed to be a daughter and her Daddy did strange things to my head.

I knew it was wrong, that I shouldn't be thinking about such things but for the life of me I couldn't stop my heart from pounding or the rush of blood that throbbed through my engorged cock. I tried pacing about my room, trying in vain to push the images away from my mind, but to no avail. In fact it was becoming increasingly awkward to keep walking about with the massive boner pressing against the zip of my pants. I grit my teeth as I realised that I wouldn't have any choice but to physically make it go away.

I mean, I know it'd been a while since I'd been laid, easily a year, and though I had tried to get back into the dating scene I just couldn't seem to find anyone I felt truly compatible with. Once bitten twice shy I guessed, but that hadn't really worried me before now. Now though, well maybe I should have tried a little harder to find another woman? Who knew, maybe that would have made all the difference with Maddie? Maybe it might have helped to dissuade her from her current interest in incest? Who could really say, but for the moment I was much too distracted to think it all over properly.

I gulped as I squeezed myself through my pants and then groaned softly as I felt a dribble of pre-cum ooze from the tip of my fully inflated cock. I shook my head and grit my teeth again as though I tried not to consciously think about it, I unzipped my pants and reached inside my shorts to free my fat member. I wrapped a hand around my thick veiny length as I pulled it free and groaned inwardly as I noticed how hard I was.

The head was dark purple and angry looking, glistening with a slippery film of pre-cum and so hot in my grasp. I couldn't help myself, I began stroking. My eyes nearly rolled up into my skull as I pumped my fist along the length of my cock. Instantly those images that refused to get out of my mind jumped to the forefront and I found myself thinking about those beautiful young girls as I wanked my cock in my room. I felt a vague sense of jealousy as I thought of the guys that were fucking them, and I couldn't help but picture myself as being the guy standing behind the delicious young thing as she knelt on hands and knees, swishing her butt at me and begging for her Daddy to fuck her.

I tried to keep an image of one of the girls from the videos in my mind as I heard the words ticking over in my head. "Oh Daddy, please Daddy fuck me, fuck your little girl I want it so bad Daddy!" The words I replayed in my head making my cock throb even more as I stroked faster. God I couldn't believe how horny I was right at that moment. Never before in my life had I ever thought about anything as remotely taboo as incest, not ever, but right at this moment the thought of a Daddy doing his daughter had me so turned on I could hardly breathe.

I swear I tried my hardest to keep the image of one of the girls from videos in my head, her young nubile body underneath me, writhing in pleasure as I fucked her hard, her voice crying out in my ear, "please Daddy fuck me, fuck me."

But before long, images of my little Maddie began filtering in. Every time I became aware that it was Madeline I was seeing in my head, I shied away from it, forcibly refocusing my mind on some random young nymph from the movies, but it wasn't long before my little girls visage snuck back into my head. I kept trying to push it away but she always returned. Finally I gave up and though I tried not to acknowledge that it was Maddie I was thinking about, I knew that the line was beginning to blur. The line became so blurry I didn't realise I'd rubbed it out completely until I felt my cock expanding and I groaned out my little girls name as my cock throbbed painfully and exploded in my hand, my cum shooting out from my dick in blasts and landing with a soft splat on the carpet between my feet.

I was breathless; I had never cum as hard as I did in that moment, thinking about my little girl as she begged me to fuck her. Cum drizzled out and ran over my knuckles as I continued to stroke my cock and I squeezed every last drop from it. I felt guilt swirl, as a kind of revulsion shook through me making me feel like some twisted, perverted creep as I realised I had just cum while thinking about fucking my own daughter. What on earth was wrong with me?

After a moment I pulled myself up short. If I felt this way, how then did my little Maddie feel? I mean, she was the whole reason I'd suddenly been thrust into this predicament. What on earth had happened to get her into this ... this 'incest' thing? There had to be something didn't there? It wasn't just like one day she woke up and decided she'd be interested in fucking her daddy? No I was sure there was more to it than that and I was determined to find out what that was -- surreptitiously of course.

Once I felt I had gotten myself adequately under control I cleaned myself up and went about my usual business. I knew Maddie would be home from flute lessons soon and I'd better get my butt into gear and start dinner. I popped my head back into Maddie's room for a moment to double check that I hadn't left any tell tale sign that I'd been in her room. When I was fairly sure that she wouldn't be alerted to my snooping I closed her door and went to the kitchen to get on with dinner.

Maddie arrived home just after five thirty as she always did on a Thursday afternoon. I heard her as she closed the front door and dropped her stuff on the hall table. I took a deep breath and reminded myself to play it super cool.

"Hi Daddy." Maddie said with a big smile, just like she did on any other day, only now that I knew something so private about my little girl I couldn't help but read more into it.

"Hi Baby." I answered as she stepped in under my arm and hugged me about the waist, laying her head against my shoulder. I tried not to tense up. I tried to act like I did on any other day, as I hugged her about the shoulders. But I was acutely aware of the fact that her small breasts were pressed against my side, the entire length of her body was pressed against me, I could even feel the top of her mound pressed in against my outer thigh. I had to swallow and take a breath, counting to ten to stop myself from boning out right there and then. "Ah, how was flute practice?"

"It was good. Mr Havish says I'm so good I'll be first chair next term."

Mr Havish! My mind instantly grasped at the name. Was he the person that was influencing my little girl? Was he responsible for getting her into incest?

"Ow, Daddy you're pinching me!" Maddie whined.

"What? Oh God sorry," I said releasing the tight grip I had about her shoulders. "Baby I'm sorry," I apologised immediately. "I'm a little bit distracted at the moment I didn't mean to pinch you."

Maddie smiled reassuringly. "It's okay Daddy, it didn't hurt that much. Are you okay? What's got you so distracted?"

I blanched; I was supposed to be playing this cool wasn't I? "Ah, nothing to worry your pretty little head over baby, it's just work stuff, you know how it is."

"Oh okay. Well can I help you with anything?" She asked me as she snuggled in again for another hug. I found myself taking a few more deep breaths as I struggled not to read too much into my little girl's actions.

She'd always been an affectionate child, lots of hugs and kisses. As she got older of course that died down a bit, but she was still very much a hugger. That is, with me at least, I thought. Was that because she just liked hugs? Or was it because she wanted hugs from me? I swallowed nervously as I tried to stop thinking like this. I could feel my heart pumping fast and if I wasn't careful the blood it was pumping would soon be flowing to a part of me I didn't want it flowing too!

I cursed myself for a fool for not changing out of my loose suit pants and into a snugger pair of undershorts and jeans. If I started sporting a boner from having impure thoughts about my daughter there'd be no hope of hiding the fact from Maddie. I took another breath and tried to rein myself in. I rubbed a hand up and down her spine, something I did whenever I hugged her like this, something that had always been totally innocent for me before this afternoon, but now, as I ran my fingers along her spine I couldn't help but wonder what it was that Maddie was thinking about as I did it.

I gave myself a mental kick, this line of thinking wasn't helping. Get it together and hurry up about it, I told myself. "Ah, no honey, I think I've got this all under control. Why don't you go change and wash up for dinner?" I told her, using the excuse to put a bit of distance between us.

"Okay Daddy, if you're sure?" My little girl said staring up at me. I had to bite the inside of my cheek as I looked down at her angelic little face and really noticed for time just how beautiful my little Maddie had become.

I know, I know, as a parent I'm biased as every father will tell you his little girl is an absolute gorgeous little princess, I know. But in my case, biased or not, it was truth. As much as I disliked my ex-wife, she did have some good qualities about her, namely being her genetics. Maddie had followed her mother in looks, with one or two traits inherited from me, which made for a really nice blend.

Maddie stood at about five-six and she had her mother's heart shaped face and slender nose that turned up at the tip, just a little. She had a mass of messy, loosely curled, chocolate coloured hair that fell down her back just below her shoulder blades. She had wonderfully arched brows and high cheek bones that made her face seem a little gaunt but in all honesty it suited her. Her lightly tan skin, I think the term is 'olive' complexion was from her mother's side as well and made her seem a little more exotic than my own fairly pale skin.

From me she inherited a pair of incredibly blue eyes that had a darker ring about the iris that was almost black -- so very striking to be staring into right then that it nearly took my breath away -- and lips that were full and plump, looking ripe and delicious and so extraordinarily kissable!

I felt my heart skip a beat as I stared down into her face, her eyes looking up at me with such adoration in them that I didn't even realise I'd almost frozen in place. My hand had stopped, resting against the small of her back, my palm flat against her spine as unconsciously I pulled her tighter against my side. My lips had parted and I fought to steady my breathing as I resisted the unimaginable urge to lean down and brush a soft kiss against her lips. I was trying to fight it but I don't know if I was winning as I felt my body shifting slightly and I began leaning forward just a little.

Alarm bells were going off in my head and I could hear that little voice in my head screaming 'what the hell do you think you're doing?!' but it was like I was outside my own body, I couldn't seem to stop myself from leaning even closer to my little girls face.

I heard her sharp inhalation of breath and felt her arms tighten about my waist as her eyes fluttered... breaking the spell just enough that I could get myself under control once again. In a flash I realised that I couldn't pull back from her, not without making her aware that something not quite right was up, so instead I kept leaning towards her and gave her a quick peck on the cheek in lieu of the kiss I wanted so desperately to place on her lips.

As I drew back I could see the disappointment written all over her face. I don't think she realised she wasn't that great at hiding it. It made my heart race. Knowing that look of utter disappointment was because I hadn't kissed her on the lips put a chink in my hastily donned armour and I felt my resolve already beginning to crumble. I took a silent, desperate breath and forced a smile. "Off you go honey." I said patting her bottom and garnering a cheap thrill from the action I'd done a million times before now.

She gave a half pout and said, "Okay Daddy." She dropped her arms from about my waist and my first instinct was to grab her and put them right back where they had been, but I resisted and stood still as she walked away.

Once she was out of sight, I let out the breath I'd been holding and slumped. I gave myself a shake and tried to pull myself together. Come on Trent, get it together man, I berated myself. This is your daughter, your little girl, stop being such a colossal fucking pervert! I couldn't get the look on her face out of my head. She'd wanted me to kiss her. I knew it as sure as I knew my name. But I couldn't, it just wasn't right. Hell this whole situation wasn't right. I needed to stop this madness but for the life of me I didn't have the first idea of how to do that. I sighed and finished up dinner.

It wasn't long before my little girl was back, looking much sexier than I had ever seen her before. Or at least, this is the first time I'd even noticed that her attire was quite sexy for her age. She'd always been slim, good genetics and a balanced diet helping out in that aspect, and tonight she came back to the table wearing a pair of incredibly small -- so small as to say skimpy -- bed shorts and a thin cotton Tee with a panda printed on the front.

A cotton Tee that was so thin I could almost see right through it and believe me it made it blatantly obvious that she wasn't wearing a bra either. The material pulled tight against her body, leaving nothing to the imagination. It hugged so lovingly against her small 'B' sized, upturned breasts. I could see the soft puffy nubs of her areola and nipples where they capped her sweet little breasts and as I sat at the table I felt my cock beginning to swell. It was enough to drive a man crazy as all I could think about was how much I wanted to suck on those delectable little breasts of hers...

I gulped as I dragged my eyes away from her and blinked, fighting once more to get myself under control. Sweet Jesus I never imagined that it was going to be this hard! Did she notice how strange I was acting this afternoon and so dress accordingly, wanting to tempt me into something 'more'? I just couldn't tell... and I needed to calm down. I took a moment to think back, to think over other dinners on other nights and as I did I realised that my little Maddie dressed like this nearly every night. Tonight was just the first night that I was really noticed it. I gulped as I thought back over the last few months and realised that the signs were there and that I'd never picked up on them... until now.




Daddy's Shocking Discovery



I felt my heart thudding in my chest again as I prayed for strength.

We ate in relative silence, conversation a little strained and for the first time I felt truly uneasy. I didn't want the knowledge I had gained from snooping in my little girl's room to damage or change the great relationship we shared, but I knew it already had. And what was I going to do? It wasn't like I could just bring it up as an idle conversation starter. Oh by the way Maddie, baby, I was snooping on your computer and found your incest videos, care to explain?

No I definitely couldn't do that. But neither could I truly leave it alone. It was a curse; of needing to know what it was that made my little Maddie want to watch that? I tried to push all thoughts of incest from my head and engage my young daughter in conversation and the awkwardness trailed away slowly though the tension was still there.

When we were done, we cleared the table and as I usually did I sat down to watch the seven o'clock news while Maddie went to her room and did what she did -- presumably her homework. I had always thought that's what she was doing of course, but now, as I watched the news with only half an ear, my mind centred on Maddie and what she might be doing in her room right now? Was she in there right this moment, watching those videos? Was she getting turned on by it, was she touching herself, were her sweet little nipples hard and aching, was her soft little pussy wet as she stroked it with her fingers? Was she thinking about me as she did so? God I couldn't get the thoughts out of my head, even though I consciously tried to push them away and concentrate on the news. It just wasn't working and I could feel once more my cock beginning to thicken in my pants. It was beginning to get painful and I knew I needed relief, and soon.

I made a concerted effort to pay attention to the news and stop thinking about my little girl, but it was hard and my cock decided it would stay at half mast as I just couldn't get it to go down. I knew I should have gotten up and gone to change but I wasn't really thinking all that straight and so left it too late. I was concentrating so hard on the TV that I nearly jumped out of my skin when I felt a hand fall on my shoulder.

"Sorry Daddy I didn't mean to scare you." Maddie apologised.

"Oh Maddie, it's... its fine. I just didn't hear you come... ah come out here again is all." I groaned inwardly as I stammered stupidly trying to sit in a way that hid the prominent bulge gracing the front of my pants. I glanced at my watch, it was eight, the news was just finishing up and now was the time Maddie generally came out and sat snuggled with me on the couch to watch one of her favourite shows.

Tonight I think it had something to do with werewolves and whatnot I truly didn't pay much attention as I half dozed while she watched the TV. It was kind of our thing and up until now it had always seemed totally innocent to me. Did Maddie use this time as a way to be close to me in another sense? I wondered.

I shifted uncomfortably as Maddie grabbed the remote from my knee and plonked down beside me on the couch. I knew at that moment I should have gotten up and moved away, but then that would have been like announcing something was terribly wrong and Maddie was the kind to press for an answer. That trait unfortunately she got from her mother too! So as uneasy as I felt I remained where I was, barely daring to breathe.

"Daaadddyy!" Maddie whined. "Sit properly!"

I gulped and the voice in my head kept telling me no, don't do it, it's only going to lead to trouble. But my body was already moving as I sprawled across the couch like I usually did. I sank back into the crook of the couch arm and pulled a leg up onto the sofa while the other stayed on the floor. Maddie smiled as she tucked herself in between the back of the sofa and my body, squashed along my length, as she snuggled under my arm and rested her head on my chest. Once the news was over she quickly flicked the station over and settled the remote on my lap, before snuggling down against me to watch her show, her arm across my stomach and her knee flung over my leg.

Once more I was reminded that this was how we spent just about every night together, in this exact pose, her young body pressed against mine, the remote in my lap resting atop my groin. But again this was almost like I was just wakening from a dream and realising that there was a sexual aspect to this whole thing... I'd just never noticed it before tonight.

God what on earth was I going to do?

As I lay there tense, I'm sure Maddie noticed but chose to ignore it. At least I hoped she was ignoring it. I wasn't entirely sure that she'd noticed the bulge in my trousers; I hoped she hadn't at least. Her show had started and she seemed enthralled with it and so I slowly started to relax. I'd managed to get myself under some semblance of control, enough that I didn't have a raging hard-on at least and sighed a silent breath of thanks.

I closed my eyes and dozed as I usually did when we were like this on the couch. I started awake when I felt Maddie's fingertips brush against my cock as she picked up the remote to adjust the volume. She replaced the remote on my lap and this time I definitely felt her fingers brush against me. My cock had a mind of its own as it twitched in my pants and began to grow. I could feel my heart thumping and closed my eyes feigning sleep.

Nothing I did helped, I could feel the surge of blood as my cock continued to inflate while images of young girls getting fucked by their Daddies filtered through my mind. I swallowed trying to force the images out once more but failing miserably. My heart began to thud even faster as I realised I risked Maddie seeing my blatantly obvious boner if I stayed where I was. I was just about to move, to shift and ask my little girl to hop up so I could go use the bathroom -- meaning so I could go hide in the bathroom -- but before I could Maddie grabbed the remote again, this time rubbing her knuckles against my quickly burgeoning rod as she pretended to adjust the volume once more.

I gulped and sucked in a silent breath. I wondered if she could hear how erratic and fast my heart was beating, surely she must, her ear was pressed directly over it. Was that fact giving her courage, making her a little bolder? Was that why when she went to replace the remote in my lap, instead of laying it down like she usually did she simply dropped her hand onto my crotch, the remote still in her grip.

It took a phenomenal amount of will power not to groan as I felt her small hand resting atop my hard, thick cock. My breathing was beginning to quicken even though I fought it, trying to remain in control but I knew I was rapidly losing the battle.

Maddie's hand was hot against my groin even though it did nothing but rest there, the heat built as the blood in my cock thickened even more and I felt myself throbbing. Even though I knew how wrong it was I continued to feign sleep, not wanting to draw attention to the obvious predicament I found myself in and by doing so embarrassing both Maddie and myself.

If I was honest, a small part of me continued to feign sleep because secretly I wanted to feel Maddie's hand against my cock but I consciously refused to acknowledge that fact instead pretending that I was simply laying there and doing nothing because I wanted to save face.

That all changed when I felt Maddie's knee tighten over my leg and she pressed the heat of her mound against my thigh, a little moan escaping her. Her hand left my groin and I nearly groaned in protest, but the disappointment I felt was short lived as I felt her set the remote down on my belly. A moment later her hand was back on my crotch. This time though there was no pretence.

Her flat hand lay along the length of my engorged cock, her fingers curling around it gently as she lightly stroked it through my pants. Alarm bells were once again going off in my head and that little voice was literally screaming at me to stop this madness, but I didn't move a muscle. I couldn't, it was like my whole body was paralysed, I couldn't physically move. I don't think I was even breathing at that stage as Maddie stroked my cock and continued to hump her little mound against my leg.

The heat I felt against my thigh from her crotch was amazing and I wondered just how hot she was, how wet, was her little pussy aching to be touched? I couldn't stop thinking about how much I wanted to touch her, to slide my fingers along her sweet little cunny lips, dip them inside, to finger her pussy... how much I wanted to lick her sweet pussy and suck her clit ... oh God!

No no no no! You've got to stop this madness, now. This is wrong, wrong, wrong and you know it. Stop it now, NOW! The voice was just making itself heard when Maddie got a little overzealous and squeezed at the head of my cock harder than she intended I think as she humped against me. I couldn't help it as an uncontrollable gasp broke from my lips and my head came up. There was no way I could keep pretending to be asleep after that, but regardless, I'd had heard the voice.

I put my hand over hers and gently drew it away from my hard cock placing it on my chest. As much as I truly didn't want to, it was the right thing to do. I took a deep breath and tried to clear my head. "Maddie, baby, what are you doing?" I asked softly, not wanting to make her feel bad about anything.

When she looked up at me I had to swallow and take another deep breath. Her face was so beautiful, flushed with desire, her pupils dilated with desire and sexual want. Her lips were parted ever so slightly, looking so plump and ready to kiss. Her body was still pressed firmly against mine and I could still feel her little hips grinding against me. She was so aroused, so horny, so god damned sexy! Oh God help me! I prayed.

"Daddy!" She whispered pleadingly at me, her eyes staring up at me, begging me. She shifted, her body squirming, wriggling about until she'd managed to crawl atop me, her body stretched and pressed along the length of mine, her mound pressing down hard on my thick rod. "Please Daddy?" She whispered again grinding herself against my cock now, her small breasts pressed against my chest.

I couldn't stop the groan as her hands bunched into fists in my shirt and she dropped her head to my chest as well as she continued to grind her hips against my groin, her thrusts getting a little more urgent with every passing moment as she mashed her clit against my cock. I groaned again, my hands having a mind of their own as dropped to grasp at her hips. I ignored the voice once again.

Oh god I couldn't believe I was letting this happen, what was wrong with me, I should have been trying to stop it! I should have been telling her to stop, to get off but I couldn't speak, the only sound I could managed were the small moans escaping me in time with my sweet little girls grinding. I guess in the end we are all just human and it had been a very long time. That's the only thing I can put it down to as to why I didn't have better control.

My hands gripped at her hips, helping her to grind them against me as I began grinding back up into her. I heard her whimper before she raised her head to look at me again and whispered, "Oh yes Daddy, please."

I felt her shift, her legs spreading as she sort to drape them to either side of my hips, opening her most private centre to me as she tried to straddle my groin. I was at an awkward angle still hanging half off the sofa and so I shifted myself, lifting up as I scooted further onto the sofa, bringing my other leg up so I could lay somewhat flatter. My little Maddie whimpered and moaned again as I did that, the move pressing my stiff cock up into her open pussy that much harder.

She pushed up from my chest as she brought her knees up so she was sitting atop me, her little hips still grinding as she was spread wide open. Her face was flushed with a light sheen of sweat forming across her skin and she never looked more beautiful than she did right at that moment as she chewed on her bottom lip and ground down against me. The heat we created between our two sexes scalded and it felt amazing. I'm ashamed to admit it, but I knew right then, that I was going to fuck my little girl that night.

Maddie reached down and took my hands; drawing them slowly up her body she pressed them against her small breasts. "Please Daddy, oh please, touch me." She whispered again staring at me with begging eyes.

Oh God, how could I deny that? How could I say no to her? I couldn't. I could feel the sharp little points of her nipples against my palms and I had to close my eyes and groan as I heard her words again, "Please Daddy."

That was it, it was all too much, I finally and completely gave in and let go. I squeezed my hands around her sweet little titties, moulding them in my hands, tweaking at the nipples, taking the time to worship such the most glorious set of breasts I'd had the privilege to hold in a long time. Her little whimpers and moans and gasps were music to my ears and I groaned and moaned along with her every time I heard her whisper, 'Oh Daddy.'

I sat up, coming face to face with her as I moved a hand to the back of her neck. "Maddie!" I groaned in a hard whisper. "God Baby, Daddy needs to kiss you." Her little whimper and the word yes was all it took and a second later I had my mouth pressed against hers. I groaned hard as a shiver passed over my whole body and that was it, the lines had well and truly been obliterated now and there was no going back.

My sweet little Maddie opened her mouth to me quickly, inviting my tongue in as I pressed forward kissing her with a passion I never knew I possessed, a passion which she readily returned. She literally took my breath away as I tasted her sweetness, so subtle so pure so utterly delicious I couldn't stop myself from kissing her deeper. Again and again I pressed my tongue into her mouth, sucking at her lips, nipping at them and all the while my little girl whimpered and moaned against my mouth.

I pinched lightly at a nipple, still very much aware of her grinding pelvis, her rhythm quickening over my cock, getting faster and faltering as I pulled at her small tight nipple, my hand still pulping the small breast as I did so. After a short time Maddie pulled her face away from me, her head dropping back on her shoulders as she arched her back forward, pressing her little breast into my palm as her hips jerked and twitched on my lap, "Oh, oh god Daddy!" She cried out and I realised that she'd just cum and I felt heat spread across my groin.

"Oh my god, Baby!" I moaned as I watched her whole body flush with colour and I felt my cock give a painful twitch as I nearly came inside my pants along with her. Somehow, I managed not to though. As she continued to shudder atop me, I could only imagine what feelings were coursing through her young body, but for me, I knew I needed more and that I couldn't stop now.

I reached down and slid my fingers under the hem of her top, pushing it up I touched the soft, smooth skin of her stomach for the first time. I ran my fingers over her flat tummy and up over her ribs, as I neared the underside of her breasts I hesitated for a moment as I looked back up to her face. Her eyes were still doey with pleasure as she looked back at me, but she gave me a languid smile as she raised her arms above her head. That was all the invitation I needed.

As wrong as I knew it was, I was past caring. I wanted my little girl so badly I couldn't have stopped if I'd have tried. I pulled her shirt over her head gasping as I laid eyes on her naked breasts for the first time. Small, beautiful, delicate little things they were, so lovely I barely breathed as I reached forward to cup them in my palms. My eyes fluttered closed for a moment as I savoured the feel of them in my hands but I couldn't look away from them for long.

My eyes greedily soaked in every detail I could, wanting to burn this moment into my mind for all eternity. I used my thumbs to tease at her peaked little nipples, so small and tight, a light, light dusty brown colour with just a hint of pink to them. They looked so beautiful and tempting and I just had to have them in my mouth.

I pressed her back a little as I leant forward, my lips dropping to first one and then the other as I teased and sucked and licked at her wonderful little breasts unopposed. Her small whimpers of sound encouraging me to give her yet more pleasure as I felt her hips begin to grind again. "Oh Daddy! Yes, please suck my titties Daddy. SO good!" She sighed above my head as her back arched and she pressed her sweet little globes of flesh further into my mouth.

I dropped a hand to her leg and slid it up along the inside of her thigh searching for that ultimate prize. I heard my little girl gasp loudly as my hand pressed in against her panties. God she was wet, saturated and so hot! Her breathing was loud in my ears as I rubbed at her puffy lips through her underwear. She groaned and lifted up a little creating a bit of space and I took full advantage as I quickly slipped my fingers under the crotch of her panties and touched her sweet, sweet little cunny for the first time.

My groan was loud as I sucked nearly her entire breast into my mouth and ran my fingers along the slick folds of her young pussy. I shuddered as my cock throbbed beneath me, wanting more but having to wait as I gently stroked my daughters tiny, teenaged pussy, making her writhe and moan atop me as I sucked on her delectable little breasts. "Oh Daddy, Oh Daddy." She whimpered almost constantly as her hips jerked against my probing fingers. "Daddy, daddy, I'm gonna cum, you're gonna make me cum!"

I felt her body convulse and shake as she came on my fingers, a wet gush of fluids streaming from her little pussy to coat my fingers and hand. It made me so incredibly hot. I quickly yanked my hand from between her legs and reached up to smear the juices across one of her little breasts before leaning forward to then suck and lick it off her flesh just as quickly. She moaned lightly as I raised my head and looked at her.

Maddie's breathing was haphazard as she sagged against me and I held her close and petted her hair. I could feel the ache in my balls, a dull throb that wasn't going to be denied. I took the opportunity this little lull offered me and wrapped an arm securely about her hips as I turned and then pushed forward to stand. I rose up my full six foot two inches, holding my little girl's almost naked body pressed against me as I turned and changed places with Maddie, laying her out on her back as I came down on top of her. I stretched out the full length of the modular lounge, wedging my hips between my baby's legs as I pushed my throbbing dick hard against her open little pussy.

My Madeline moaned beneath me, arching her back as I dry humped against her. "Oh Daddy," she whispered. "Daddy, please I want you so bad."

Those had to be the sweetest words I had ever heard in my entire life. And believe me, regardless that it was wrong, I had every intention of making them a reality. I rose up, pushing back as I knelt between Maddie's legs and quickly began working on my shirt buttons. My little girl was as anxious as she sounded and couldn't resist reaching forward to start working on my belt and pants. We both made quick work of it and as I shucked off my shirt Maddie was tugging at the waist of my pants and pulling them down my thighs. When she pulled the front of my shorts away from my body and yanked them down too, I sucked in a breath at the sudden freedom my aching seven inch cock had. The air was a cool shock to the heated flesh of my throbbing rod and my cock jumped and bobbed in reaction.




Daddy's Shocking Discovery



Maddie's surprised gasp stopped me in my tracks. I'd always been reasonably proud of my body, at six-two I had always been lean, weighing in at about a hundred and eighty odd pounds. I was a runner so wasn't overly muscled but I was toned and trim and healthy and I couldn't ask much more than that. I'd always been somewhat proud of my cock too, a little above average at seven inches it was quite thick and well veined and the only woman to ever complain about it was my ex wife, so for the most part I was a fairly decent male specimen.

So upon hearing my little girls gasp, I wondered for a split second if she were scared or having second thoughts and praying to God that she wasn't. I didn't know if I would be able to stop completely, I really did need some relief. I held my breath as I watched Maddie's reaction to seeing my engorged cock bobbing before her eyes. When she finally looked up at me, her eyes were wide with wonder. "Daddy, can I touch it? Please?"

Oh thank God! I thought as I felt my heart start up again and I felt like screaming at the top of my lungs that Maddie could do whatever she wanted to do to my cock the least of which was touching it. However, my ecstatic hysteria didn't quite make it past my mouth as I couldn't get the words out anyway. My mouth was dry with nerves and all I could manage was a silent nod.

I had dropped my shirt and I knelt there naked from the hips up, my thick member bobbing in front of me, waiting for my baby girl to lay her hands on my fully inflated seven inches. If someone had told me that this could have possibly been a scenario that I would experience in my life, I would have called them crazy and kicked their asses too boot. But I felt the disbelief, at what was happening right before my very eyes, as a very tangible thing. It was such a surreal experience, I wasn't quite sure that I wasn't dreaming the whole thing.

However the moment Maddie laid her delicate little hands on my cock I knew I wasn't dreaming it at all. Nothing that felt that good could be dreamt! I sucked in a deep, shuddering breath as my little girl wrapped her hand around my thick shaft and squeezed it gently in her grip. As she looked up at me I watched her lick her lips as she began slowly pumping her hand up and down on my dick.

I felt my toes curl and groaned loudly in appreciation at what my baby was doing and a small smile formed on her face as she saw the pleasure she was giving me. I was surprised at myself, I thought for sure that the moment Maddie touched me I would have blown my load, but obviously that earlier wank session I'd had in my room had been unintentionally beneficial, as although I felt on the cusp of orgasm I knew I could hold out.

Her hand was soft and slick from the oozing pre-cum as she jacked at my cock even faster. "Oh God baby!" I groaned loudly as I reached forward and rested my hand against her cheek. "Oh God. Baby that feels so good!"

Her eyes shined with pride as she turned her face into my palm. "Does it really Daddy? Do you like it?" She asked smooching against my hand like a kitten.

"It does and I do baby, so much." I told her honestly as my hips began jerking forward into her grasp. I could feel the tension growing and I knew wank session or not, I wouldn't last much longer if I let her keep this up. So as much as I regretted it, I reached down and removed her hand gently from my cock. I lifted her hand to my mouth and sucked on a digit, tasting my pre-cum on her finger before I shifted her hand and pushed it close to her mouth, wondering if she would take the hint.

I watched with wide eyes as my little girl opened her mouth and licked her hand from the base of her palm all the way to the very tips of her fingers before shoving them all in her mouth and sucking my pre-cum off of them. Sweet Lord what a sight that was!

After that little display there really was no stopping me.

I wasn't going to let my little baby suck my cock just yet. I knew I'd be a lost cause if that were to happen just now, and I needed more than that. I needed to be insider her. So, no that could happen another time, because I knew there would be many more times after this one.

I shifted further back, scooting down the couch as I sat down and kicked off my pants and shoes. Once I was free of my clothing, I turned back to my little Maddie who was still in her shorts and panties. Oh no, that simply wouldn't do anymore.

She lay there, looking absolutely gorgeous, mussed hair, heaving chest, naked breasts all on display and I felt my breath catching as I truly appreciated just how beautiful my little girl was and in that moment I was in awe of her. But I felt the urgency inside me building. I needed to be inside my little girl so badly it hurt.

I ran my hands up the inside of her parted thighs. She gasped and moaned as I stroked her tenderly, inching my fingers closer to her sex. Her hips began gyrating, her little covered mound pumping at the air, aching no doubt to be filled. Well I planned on filling it. I reached the top of her shorts and dipped my fingers over the waist. Making sure I had both shorts and panties I slowly inched them down her thighs.

Maddie groaned as she shifted, bringing her legs together just enough so I could get her free of her undergarments. As they finally peeled off of her feet I brought them to my nose and gave them a deep sniff. The aroma of her arousal was hard to miss, and her panties were quite literally saturated. I was so tempted to lick them but thought better of it reasoning that I had the real thing right in front of me and I fully intended on making it dessert.

I licked my lips as I ran my fingers back up her leg and over her naked, sopping little hole. She was drenched in her dewy nectar, I could smell her from where I sat and all I could think about was diving right in and eating my baby girl out until she came screaming. Her little cunny was on open display, shaved clean except for a small tuft of chocolate coloured hair at the top of her mound. Her legs were parted to either side of my hips, and her sexy little pussy looked like a rose whose petals were just opening up to the sunlight. I licked my lips again, anxious to bury my face between her legs and taste her sweet nectar for myself.

A ran a finger through her folds, teasing lightly at her clit as I leant forward, dropping my head by degrees as I blew my warm breath all over and around her opening. "Daddy!" Maddie whispered. I gulped. I could hear so many mixed emotions in that one word. There was so much want in her plea, and desire, lust, there was even a little fear, but the one thing I could hear the most was the raw need. She needed this and she had needed this for a while. I could barely believe it, it still wasn't quite real to me, but I was about to eat out my own daughter. How strangely the world turns sometimes!

I didn't wait another moment. I dropped my head down, my mouth seizing her little cunny like a prize, tasting it, savouring it, possessing it! I moaned hard into her nether opening, she tasted so fucking good, so sweet, so pure. I could see she was still intact and that sent a shiver down my spine. My baby was still a virgin! It was hard to believe in this day and age but I could see the truth of it.

I licked and sucked at her, swirling my tongue through her tender folds, sliding my wet, softly probing tongue to the top of her little slit to tease and torment at her clit before dropping back down and thrusting my tongue deep inside her tight opening. I could hear her gasping and moaning and swearing every now and then as I mastered her sweet pussy with my mouth. I reached up and pushed a finger deep inside her tight little cunt and heard my little girl gasp in shock and pleasure. I groaned as I began pumping my finger in and out of her. Her virgin pussy clasped tightly at my finger, sucking at it greedily as I pulled it back only to shove it back in, making my baby cry out.

Her back was arching and her hands found their way into my hair. "Daddy, oh fuck! You're gonna make me cum again Daddy."

I don't know if she wanted me to stop or not, but her words had a profound effect on me as I simply began to eat her harder and finger fuck her faster until I heard her scream and felt her knees clench tight about my shoulders, her hips jerking against my face in a staccato of movement.

I raised my head and continued to finger her as I moved quickly into position between her legs, wanting to ride her orgasm. Just as she was settling back against the couch I pulled my fingers from her sweet little hole and rubbed the tip of my cock along her sopping wet slit adding my slick lubricant to the mix.

"Daddy!" Maddie whispered. The plea was plaintive, it said, 'please be gentle Daddy'

"Shhh baby, I know." I tried to reassure her as I stroked her face. She had to know the rudimentary truth of losing her virginity -- that it would hurt a little at first. But I tried to let her know that I would be as gentle as I could.

I gripped my thick member and rubbed it along her tiny slit once more, coating it in yet more slick pre-cum as I nudged the tip in against her opening every now and then until I was coaxing little whimpers of pleasure from her lips as she began to push back. I began pushing forward in earnest, the very tip sinking deeper and deeper until I reached that crucial moment knowing that it was now or never.

I thrust forward hard, and in a single stroke, I took her virginity as I buried myself as deeply inside my daughters tight little pussy as I could. Her sharp gasp of pain filled my ears and for a moment I felt guilt swell at hurting my little girl. I held still letting her adjust and by sheer force of will, managed to stop myself from cumming on the spot. My heart thud so hard inside my chest I thought I might be having a heart attack. It was incredible, so tight and hot and wet and I still couldn't quite believe that I was inside my baby girl, my sweet little Maddie, my own flesh and blood daughter. That one wild thought threatened to throw me over the edge into orgasm and I shied back from it saving myself for now.

Maddie's small whimpers of pain were subsiding and I brought myself back to the now as I sought to make it pleasurable for her once more. I leant down and kissed her, laying my body over hers as I rested my weight on an elbow. I pushed my tongue inside her mouth, seeking, encouraging, drawing her into responding. I slid a hand along her body from her knee upward to her sweet little breast. I teased at her small tight nipple with my fingertips, rolling the tightened bud in my fingers until I could hear her whimpers getting louder as I tweaked at it again and again.

I could feel my cock throbbing inside her sweet little pussy, aching and hot, clenched tight in its loving embrace. God I wanted to move, to start thrusting into her, but I waited -- this had to be pleasurable for her too. I licked down her neck, bending my spine as much as I could as I dropped my mouth over her perky little tit, sucking the nipple in hard as I flicked the tip with my tongue.

Maddie's back arched high off the couch, her gasp and subsequent moan of pleasure loud in my ears as I finally pulled back half way and thrust forward. God I nearly died from sheer ecstasy. I sucked harder on her little nipple, if that were possible, as I did it again, drawing back and thrusting forward. Maddie's moans and the feel of her hips rising up to meet me were pure magic and I felt her fingers slide into my hair as she pulled my face even harder against her breast.

"Oh FUCK Daddy! Fuck, fuck..." Maddie panted breathlessly as I sucked at her little tit and fucked her pussy, thrusting in deeper each time, harder, faster as her fingers gripped at my hair. "Oh oh God, please Daddy more, oh more, please." She begged between gasps as she pushed her hips up at mine and I was only too happy to comply.

I released my mouthful and brought my head back to hers, kissing her hard in my urgency, making her whimper beneath me as I continued to fuck my little girl, to drive my cock deep inside my baby. I still couldn't quite believe I was doing this, even though I was in actuality, right in the middle of it. It still seemed somehow not 'entirely' real, if that makes any sense? I think there was a small part of my brain, the responsible part that knew how much of a mess this was, was still trying its hardest to make itself known even though I was ignoring it to the best of my ability. Right then all that mattered was Maddie and me and our bodies writhing together in ecstasy.

My heart thudded, the heat building, I could feel my balls as they drew tighter. I was so close. Maddie's tight little cunt was clasping at my shaft, sucking along its length as she sought to milk my rod of its contents. I thrust into her harder, "Oh fuck baby, is this what you wanted? Does it feel good, do you like the way Daddy's cock feels inside your little pussy... your sweet, tight little pussy!" I moaned into her ear as I moved atop her, my hips thumping down as I drove my hard, aching cock into her over and over again. I was taking some cues from the movie's I'd seen on her computer. But even as I grunted the words out, they seemed to roll so naturally off my tongue that I was surprised and even more turned on if that were possible.

My hips continued to buck against her, driving primal sounds of pleasure and sex from my little girl's throat and at every moan and gasp I shivered in pleasure too. I was the one making her sound this way, me, my mouth, my cock, driving into her slick, tight, hot little cunny over and over again, the silky walls of her private little hole wrapping around me and clasping at my cock as I fucked my baby girl and I could feel myself right on the cusp.

"Ahh, shit Maddie, fuck, Daddy's close. Tell Daddy how much you want his cock inside you; tell Daddy how good it feels baby. Do you like it, do you want more? Oh Maddie, I'm so close, Daddy's gonna cum soon..." I rambled, filling her ears with words I knew were going to push her over the edge too.

My little Madeline groaned loudly in my ear as she dug her fingernails into my spine. She raised her legs and wrapped then securely around my waist, locking her feet together as she used her legs to pull me even deeper inside of her. "Nnnhhh Daddy, please more, more Daddy please." She begged in a breathless whisper. "It feels so good Daddy, I've wanted your hard cock inside me for so long. I want you to cum Daddy, please cum inside me, cum inside your little girl!!!"

It was my turn to groan as I heard her words. I reached up and buried my fingers in her sweaty mane of hair, holding her head still as I kissed her harshly, driving my tongue into her mouth in savage thrusts as my hips followed suit. I licked and nipped, my teeth grazing against her plump lips and bruising them before pulling back. I rested my forehead against hers as my thrusts got faster, more urgent and I knew I was mere seconds away from oblivion. I held her face tight as I stared down into her eyes and whispered against her lips, "Oh God baby, it feels sooo good being inside you, inside your tight little cunt baby, so good. I know it's wrong but I can't stop, I don't ever want to stop. I'm gonna cum baby, Daddy's gonna cum inside your little cunny baby," my thrusts were getting faster, harder, my grunts louder. Maddie's were too, her moans becoming near screams. "Please baby, Daddy needs to cum, needs to cum inside your little pussy..."

"Oh yes Daddy, yes! Please cum please I want you too, cum inside me, cum Daddy PLEASE!!!!!..." Maddie shrieked as she threw her head back and I felt her body convulsing underneath me. Her nails dug painfully into my spine as her legs locked rigid about my waist crushing in against my sides so hard I could hardly breathe.

"That's it baby cum for Daddy, oh god cum with Daddy that's a good girl baby, Daddy's sweet sexy little girl!" I managed to grunt out as I fucked my little girl as hard as I possibly could. I had already been close, so close to cumming and Maddie's convulsing body beneath me just pushed me over the edge and annihilated me. I pulled back and gave one last almighty thrust as I buried myself nuts deep inside my little girl's tiny little cunt and felt my cock explode.

Torrents of hot, sticky cum shot out of my throbbing cock and painted the inside of my little girl's sweet pussy as I yelled out my release, "OH FUCK MADDIE!"

I was gone the moment I felt the walls of her wet tunnel spasming around my dick in orgasm as her little hole tried and succeeded in milking my cock of its seed. Jet after jet of my thick spunk spurted out to fill her, and still she milked me wanting more as her body continued to buck and shake beneath me.

I felt my whole body shudder as the final dribbles of cum seeped from my slowly dwindling cock. It had taken its toll; it had been such a long time since I'd had an orgasm like that my body felt like it was on the verge of collapse. In truth, I don't think I'd ever had an orgasm like that before, the whole situation making everything seem so much more intense in every aspect. My arms were shaking as I struggled to keep most of my one hundred and eighty pounds off my daughter's smaller frame.

Maddie's body at last began to settle. I felt first her arms and then her legs go limp as they fell away from my body finally freeing me so I could move. With great difficulty I pushed myself up and slowly extricated myself from my daughter, a warm gush of my cum following my exit, seeping out of Maddie's stretched little pussy to soak into the cushion on the couch. I gave an involuntary shudder as my cock slipped free of her tight warmth, and I felt a sense of longing and loss, the need rising in me again to be back inside my little girl already. Now that I had experienced such utter bliss, I felt like there wasn't a second that I didn't want to be inside my little girl.

Maddie might have felt the same way, I don't know, but she did give a little whimper as I left her and shifted to the side to lie alongside her spent body. She moved sluggishly, turning on her side to face me as I slid in beside her, and she threw a leg and arm across my body, resting her head on my shoulder. I hugged her too me, squeezing her tight as I lay back exhausted and replete.

After a moment to catch my breath, I couldn't help but open my eyes and stare up at the ceiling as I cradled my little girl in my arms. Now that it was all over, now that the blood wasn't rushing away from my brain and into my other smaller head, the head that had done most of the thinking over the last couple of hours, I took a moment to take stock as my higher brain functions began working again.

Common sense began to reassert itself. Morals came flooding back as I contemplated the consequences of my actions. Inside my head the war between right and wrong was waged once more. My mind jumped between the two arguments, that little voice screaming at me that I was a fool, a sick, perverted, sonofabitch for doing what I'd done to my little girl, while the other half kept telling me there wasn't anything 'really' wrong with it, that my little Maddie had wanted it just as much as I did, more even and for a longer time; you were just giving her what she wanted.

The conflict was almost tangible and I couldn't help but feeling a little guilty, a little sick in the stomach at what I had allowed to transpire. It was wrong, so wrong, and yet, I had wanted it like I had never wanted anything so badly in all my life. My little girl, my Maddie, so sweet and innocent, so beautiful! How could I not give her what she wanted? How could I not bend to her needs and give her every ounce of my love and all that entailed if she asked for it?