1 comments/ 5621 views/ 0 favorites Unexpected Love Ch. 01 By: uluvERD2000 When I woke up this morning, the sky was gray and rain was falling down onto the pale landscape of Norwood Ohio. Ohio is one of those states where you have no idea what the weather is going to be like. One day it's like sunny California, and the next day it snows, and then the next day it pelts out rain that makes you think you're living in a black and while film. I don't know about you, but I didn't really enjoy the Andy Griffith show till it came in color. The only reason why I loved Ohio was because of the fall. When the leaves turned gold, red, brown, yellow, and purple. I loved to walk outside a smell the leaves; they had a distinct smell that made my spirit want to sing. Unfortunately for me, I had to wait all summer for fall to finally come. It was spring now, and all that reminded me of was that fact that I now had to work full time at my job, and not part time with doing college work. I got out of bed slowly, making sure I pressed my snooze button at least two times before crawling out from under my covers. I stood up and instantly hated the fact that I had hard wood floors in my room. I quickly walked over to my area rug in front of my full mirror and looked at myself quizzically. My long dark brown, almost black hair was too curly and unruly for its own good, and my skin was to pale to be considered beautiful. I had dark blue eyes, which were too large for my heart shaped face. I was tall for a girl standing at five foot nine, but just a little over weight in all the wrong places. I have large D cup breasts with a bubble butt to even those out, and I had wide hips and large thighs. I quickly grabbed my work uniform off the chair I had place it on last night before I went to bed. I quickly put it on and then walked into my bathroom where I brushed my teeth and hair and put on makeup. I kept my hair in a ponytail while my long bangs fell out to frame my face. I went back in my room to quickly examine myself in the mirror. The kaki shorts that usually were too big on me were tight on my waist, and the shirt seemed to fit too snugly around my mid section. I quickly put on my regular every-day jewelry and then pulled my shoes on and headed out the door for a long afternoon of work at Silver Spring House Bar and Grill. The beginning of my workday was great, because not many people came in during the after lunch hours, but around four thirty more people started to show up. I was a waitress, and was getting ready to start training to be a bar tender. I was thankful to see my Saturday regulars come in, they have been my friends sense high school, and today they had brought a few extra people. Two guys and one girl, from first glance I could only tell there was one black male, and a white male and female. I sat them at a large table buy our large projector screen. Tonight's game was the play offs, Bangles vs. Steelers and everyone was excited. I went around the table and took everyone's drink orders, and when I saw him, I couldn't help but stare. He must have told me his drink order, and when I didn't rite it down he gave me a friendly smile. My face instantly went scarlet, "I'm sorry, what did you say?" I asked him as I looked down at my note pad, completely embarrassed. He told me his drink order and I quickly wrote it down and then moved to the next person, completing the orders in a daze. He stared at me while I was taking the rest of the orders, and I could feel his eyes on my face. I knew I was as red as a tomato cause I could feel the heat on my skin. As soon as I finished taking orders I quickly walked form the table and headed straight for the kitchen. I leaned against a wall and took deep breaths, trying to calm myself. Oh my G.O.D. he is fucking sexy. I couldn't stop thinking about how he smiled at me. He had the most beautifully dark skin I had ever seen in my life, it was like rich chocolate and I wanted to eat it up. He looked tall and muscular, like he was lean and skinny but had the perfect amount of muscle and fat to make him look like the worlds sexiest candy bar. Just thinking about him gave me a burning sensation down south, a sensation that I had not had over a guy in years. For a while I had been hooking up with girls, because I knew I would never find a girl that I loved but they still gave me sexual satisfaction and I didn't have to worry about having my heart broken again. But I have just decided to flush that shit down the toilet; there was no way I could do anything with a woman again after seeing him. I quickly got their drink orders and brought them to the table. The table was high, so when I went to set his drink down, I purposefully grazed my breast on his shoulder. "There you go guys, are you ready to order?" I asked them. "Yeah!" said Ben, who gave me the goofy smile he always gave me. "We are going to get three buckets of chicken wings, and three baskets of fries, an order of onion rings and an order of head please." "Ok, I have three buckets of wings, three baskets of fries, and order of onion rings and a order of in your dreams, is that all Ben?" I asked with a wicked smile across my face. "No, when you're on break make sure you eat with us ok? We have not seen you all week you work-a-holic. And bring us a few pitchers will ya?" "No problem, ill be right back" The time went buy fast and before I knew it, it was time for my break. I quickly went to the table full of my friends and Ben insisted that I sit on his lap. I ate over twelve chicken wings, and drank down two full glasses of beer before I noticed that the sexy black man was staring at me. I quickly whipped off my hands and extended it across the table, "Hi, I don't believe we have been introduced, I'm Tara." He grasped my small white hand in his large black one a gripped firmly. "I'm Terrell, its nice to finally meet you, Ben talks about you a lot." "Oh really?" I said with a smile on my face, "Ben, you never told me about your friend Terrell." Ben started to bounce me up and down on his lap, "that is because I never get to see you, and I would rather talk about a hot girl over a guy any day." "Ben your lucky your girlfriend doesn't think I am a threat, or she would be very upset with you talking about sexy girls and bouncing me on your lap at the same time." "What ever, the only reason for her or I to be worried is if you sitting on her lap, your more of a threat to me than you are to her..." I slapped him on the arm, "Ben! Don't bring that up, I'm not like that anymore ok?" "Sense when?" All I could do was blush from embarrassment of the subject being brought up while Terrell was clearly listening. "Well I think there is a way we can find out." He stopped bouncing me up and down and then placed his hands on my inner thighs. "Are you nervous?" he asked me. "No," I said. "And you could touch me anywhere and I would still not be nervous because I am not attracted to you Ben and you know that." "Alright, we will finish your testing later, the game is back on so don't distract me too much with your bubble butt." "You're the one who was bouncing!" I said as I grabbed another chicken wing and smothered it in ranch sauce before eating it. "So, how long have you known Ben?" I directed the question at Terrell. "Sense we were little kids, I live next door to him, I just never hung out with him when I got older cause I was working on my music and everything." "Oh, what college do you go to?" "I went to college in New York for musical production, and now I'm going to University of Cincinnati for business." "That's cool, I got to U.C. as well, I'm in the DAP program for fine arts." "That's awesome, I hear that is really hard to get into, do you like the program so far?" "Yeah it's a lot of fun. Well I have to get back to work, ill see you around." "Sure will," he said as he smiled brightly at me. I couldn't help but blush at his comment, because I didn't know if he was joking or being serious. I wanted him to be serious. The rest of the night went by fast, Ben and all my other friends left after the Bangles lost and he told me to come to this party at his place. I told him I would go if I got off early, and It was just my luck that my manager sent me home over an hour early. I quickly drove home and changed. I had no idea what to wear, so I decided to just wear something comfortable. I put on some jeans and a tank top, opting for a white one so you could see my red bra through the material. Then I put on some simple sandals and let my curly hair fall down over my back and shoulders. I put some touch up make up on and then headed over to Ben's place. When I got there, there were tons of cars lines up along the street. I pulled into the drive way because I knew I was allowed to. I walk inside and was amazed at how many people were in his house. Bed has had parties before, and his house was huge so I could fit a large amount of people, but I have never had to squeeze by so many people before. I went to the kitchen and pulled a beer out of the fridge, knowing that that is where Ben kept all the good beer, then I went down in the basement where I knew people would be playing pong. When I walked down, everyone was shouting hello to me, and giving me hugs. I was happy to see my closets friends; Stefanie, Maria, and Shannon were there. Then I walk over to the pong table and saw Ben playing with Terrell, it looked like they were loosing by one cup. "Tara," Ben called to me, "Please I need you to celeb shoot for me, I'm getting killed here, Terrell's been making all the shots so far!" "Ok, ok" I said as I walked up and took Bens place next to Terrell. "You shoot first" I told him. He shot his ball, and it bounced off the rim of the cup. I took a few steps back from the table and lined up for my shot, then I shot the ball and watched it sink right into the first cup. "Hell yeah, this girl is the bitch of beer pong, un-defeated sense she first played. Ok, Tara you're playing with Terrell from now on, because I suck, so have fun and kick ass." Ben walked over to his girlfriend Jill and then disappeared into the crowd. The next team shot and missed both times. Terrell shot and missed by hitting the rim again. Everyone was watching the game, they were all silent as I got in position to shoot the ball. I lined up and then sank the ball into the winning cup. Everyone cheered and I automatically wrapped my arms around Terrell and hugged him with all my strength. If I caught him off guard or took him by surprise he didn't show it, he just wrapped his arms around my waist and hugged me back. "You are absolutely amazing, you have to teach me how to shoot like that," he said. "Ok, you wanna be my partner for the next round?" I asked him, hoping he would say yes. "Hell yes, lets kick some ass." Terrell and I won three games in a row after that, and then we called it quits. During the games Terrell would find some way to have his hands around or on my waist. At one point I was lined up to shoot and he stood behind me with his hands on my hips while he whispered in my ear to concentrate and make the shot or he was going to punish me. I could feel the warmth of his fingers seep through the material of my clothing and onto my skin. I could feel his hot breath tickle my neck and moving my hair. I could feel how his front was slightly pressed up against my back, and I unconsciously leaned into him. Of coarse, I didn't make that shot, he was to damn distracting. When the last game was over Terrell grabbed me buy the hand and led me up stares. There were still tons of people here, so he kept a tight grip on my hand and pulled my ahead. "Where are we going?" I asked him, but he didn't answer he only smiled back at me. Then he opened the door to the outside screened in porch where there was no one in sight. There was a large couch that out looked the dark forest behind the house, other than the two of us; the 'room' was empty. Unexpected Love Ch. 01 Chapter 01: A Daughter's Love "You fucking Idiot!" I hollered angrily at the driver who had just cut me off. In my mind I was thinking of a multiple of ways to rearrange their face to suit my mood. To say I was having a bad day was an understatement. I'd go into the details, but I'm afraid I'd bore you to tears. A lot of technical jargon that frankly wouldn't change a thing if you even knew what the fuck I was talking about. The fact that I was driving, the direction I was going, and the time of day was reason enough to be in a better mood, but I was having a difficult time switching gears, mentally speaking. There were the problems at work but there were also problems at home. This week had been a rough one between my wife and myself. I was kind of expecting to find my clothes on the front lawn and a note on the door saying the locks had been changed, perhaps not even a note. It wouldn't be the first time we had been at odds with one another, we hadn't 'slept' together since I don't even remember, but that was another way for Carole to control the situation, by not doing anything, her silent denial. I'll admit that this last bad patch was mostly my fault, but she also couldn't forget, much less forgive any past difficulty. Lately she would tell you I've seemed to take her more for granted than I normally do. It's just the problems at work were driving me crazy and I didn't seem to be accomplishing anything either at work or at home. I was now off the freeway but that didn't lessen the stress of traffic as a car in front of me was T-boned as we were starting thru the light. "Shit." All I could think about was being late coming home on a Friday evening. I had no thought or concern for the persons in the wreck. I hoped it was the bastard who'd cut me off earlier. All I could think of was the time I would waste waiting for the mess to be cleared before I could continue on my way. I pulled out my cell phone and called home. I didn't get the answer I expected. "Yeah?!" A man's angry voice snarled into the receiver. My son, Wilson. He was twenty and home for summer vacation. "Wilson! How're you doing? Is your Mom handy?" I tried to be pleasant. "I don't see her around. Wait!" A scratching around sound and some mumbled talking. "Hey Daddy!" A more cheerful voice sounded in my ear. My little pumpkin, Stevette better known as Stevie, my daughter. Eighteen and just out of school, thinking about college but not sure if she wants to go just yet. Less of a conformist and more of a free spirit. More beautiful than even her Mother, she has a youthful exuberance that is contagious and she is always entertaining and funny. My favorite? Maybe. I was assured of a pleasant conversation talking to her, we were simpatico. She was suited to me. Wilson was more like Carole, with their attitudes and likes. It was the way we were split most of the time, Stevie and I and Carole and Wilson paired off when doing anything together. "Hey Pumpkin! Is your Mom around?" I asked, trying to match her cheerful mood. There were some noises in the back ground and I could tell by the sounds Stevie was walking around. It got really quiet and I heard a door close. "Daddy? Listen, Mom is in a real pissy mood! I got home a little while ago and she was arguing with Wilson. I'm not sure what that's all about but now she's up stairs and doesn't want to be disturbed. She was pretty adamant about that!" "Hum.' My mind trying to discern what might be wrong. 'Honey, I'm stuck in traffic, and I'm going to be late. I'll be home soon and I'll fix everything when I get home. It'll be alright, Okay?" I tried to sound like the rock, but felt more like the chopping block. "Okay." She didn't sound very convinced. "But you're gonna have your work cut out for you. Daddy? You had better get home soon if you want to see Mom, cause she's leaving for the weekend." "Where's your Mom going?" I asked, my brain racing trying to remember if she told me about going somewhere this weekend. Nothing! Typical Carole. Off on another weekend spree alone, running away instead of trying to work thru whatever problems we were having. "I don't know, but she sounded like she was going to the beach, maybe. I didn't even ask if I could go and Wilson got all defensive and didn't want me to go with her." She sounded somewhat miffed. "You won't mind staying home will you? Wilson and I will be here." I reminded. "Anyway why would Wilson care if you went with your mom?" "Wilson won't be here, he's going to Reggie's house for the weekend." She countered. She was silent about why Wilson would care if she went, I shrugged it off. "That's right,' I remembered Wilson's plans. 'but I'll be home." I tried to cheer her up. "Maybe you and I can do something, together?" "Can we go to that new restaurant? And there's a movie playing I want to see!" She sounded excited. I found it strange that she would want to spend time with me, but she often did. My favorite? Maybe. "Sure we can Darling Girl, but maybe tomorrow?" "Umm, Yeah sure." "Hey, what are you doing, Sweetheart?" I heard her rustling around, and my curiosity got the better of me. "I'm lying on my bed. I'm really tired, today was the worst." She still sounded upbeat talking about her bad day. Her voice seemed to change it sounded kind of sensual and dreamy when she talked from a horizontal position. "I'm sorry to hear that. Any thing I can do?" I tried to convey my concern. "Yes! Jen and Berry's Rock Hard Nipple." She teased. This was her way of asking for some Rocky Road ice cream. It's a long story, funny, but long. "I'll see what I can do. It looks like this may take a while. I love you Baby Girl, See you in a few. Let your Mom know I'll be home as soon as I can, the wreck ahead of me and all." "Okay, Daddy. Love you!" She rang off. Sirens were sounding all around, traffic was a snarled mess. What seemed like hours later was only forty minuets later, the traffic eased and the wreck was moved and we could get around. I stopped at the store near home and picked up a few things I needed and the Jen and Berry's Rock Hard Nipple. All set, I headed home, finally. Tack on another thirty minuets. The sun had gone down and the house was dark. I parked in the garage, Carole's car was gone, so was Wilson's. Damn, I wanted to at least say good bye, but I silently counted my blessings that I didn't have the confrontation. Maybe Carole had a point leaving, give us both time to cool down without the hurtful theatrics. I put the ice cream away and began looking for Stevie, if she was still home and not out with friends, or gone with Carole. There was a light under the kids bathroom door, I could hear Stevie knocking around inside. I was just about to knock and tell her I was home when the door flew open and she slammed straight into me, knocking me backward. Her slick naked body crushed into me knocking the wind from my lungs, our arms latched onto one another for support as we fell backwards. "Whew! Ouch!" My head taping against the wall behind me pretty hard. I tried to get my footing but I was headed downward pretty fast, Stevie in my arms as we fell. "Whoa, Shit!" The shit part came out like Shhhhiiiiiiitttt! "Daddy!" Stevie was frantically trying to regain her footing and cover herself with whatever was in her hands, all while falling to the floor in my arms. There was no escape we were locked in a fall. When we landed she was on top of me, I was thankful she was such a petite little thing. "Thank god you weren't Wilson, I don't think I could have survived the fall." Her body against mine was at once, excruciatingly pleasurable, despite the wounded pride of my aching butt and the tap on the back of my head. Her skin damp from the shower was soft, smooth and tight on her frame. I could feel heat radiating from her, seeping into me everywhere we touched. Her firm breasts were pressed against my chest, her nipples hard poking thru my shirt, burning into my chest. Her crotch was straddling my leg and I could feel her lightly furred sex thru my pant leg, the moist heat beyond belief. I couldn't help but immediately become hard. It was one of the most embarrassing moments of my life, at least so far. "Daddy! Sorry. I didn't expect you!" Stevie said breathlessly from above me, her voice apologetic. "Can we save the chit chat till we get up?" I laughed at her. "You'll have to close your eyes, Daddy. I'm not decent." She coyly teased, she held herself close to me using me to cover her nakedness. I was almost afraid she would see my hard on if she got up, but then I realized she couldn't help but feel it pressing against her stomach. She was smiling down at me, with a mischievous smirk. I knew she could feel the throbbing of my cock against her. "Daddy! You have to close your eyes." She said softly. "Hum. I do huh?" I said softly closing them, I could still see thru my lashes. "Daddy!" Stevie dug her fingers into my side, tickling me. "You're peaking!" "Whoa! Ha, ha, ha. Cut that out, Little Girl!" I threatened. "Ooo! I'm really scared! Whose going to stop me!" She began mercilessly tickling me. My weakness is that it doesn't take much to tickle me. I was laughing so hard I was rocking back and forth under her. Bending me knee, I brought my leg up between her legs, she emitted a strangled grunt. I felt her sex press against me hard as we rolled around on the floor of the hallway. It felt so wonderful to laugh after the shitty week I'd had, I didn't even think about how someone would perceive this scene if they were looking in. I tried to tickle her but she was always so difficult to find a spot you could call her tickle spot. "It's not fair! You're not ticklish!" I complained, laughing hard. Tears were leaking from the corner of my eyes. "Ooo, that's too bad!" Stevie said laughing. I tried to find a tickle spot on her, but all that happened was my hands roamed all over her body. God, she felt so wonderful. I reached up under her arms trying to tickle her there, but with the angle of my arms all I could reach were the sides of her breasts which were squished between us, the rounded bulges warm to my touch. "Daddy!" She squealed! "Ah Ha!" I had found it! Her tickle spot! Stevie squirmed above me, her sex pressed against me rubbing in a rhythmic way, laughing against my chest. "Daddy! Daddy! Stop! Daddy!" She begged, laughing her very contagious laugh. "Oh ho! You can dish it out but you can't take it!" I crowed triumphantly. "Daddy!" Stevie pushed herself up from my chest exposing her breasts to my voracious gaze. Her bosoms were lovely, wobbling before my eyes with a mesmerizing wiggle, the hard, tiny, pink nipples surrounded by crinkly, pink areola that capped them were swaying with a hypnotic beat. I was obviously staring. "Daddy!" Stevie slapped my chest, "You Perv!" She giggled. "Stop looking!" "Damn! You are so... so beautiful!" I choked out, lust husking my voice. I force my gaze to look into her eyes. "Umm. You think so?" She toggled her shoulders causing her breasts to wobble again. My eyes captured again by the movement, causing her to giggle again. "You Darling Girl!" I growled and hugged her to me, she leaned forward, her face upturned to mine. We kissed. It was definitely not a fatherly kiss. It was the most passionate kiss I'd received from her, ever! "Wow!" Stevie breathed as we broke our kiss, "That was better than I thought it would be." "Hum, yeah. So, how often do you think about kissing your Dad?" I countered, wondering how this came about? Strange the turn of events, and just what the fuck am I doing? "Shut up and just kiss me!" She demanded. I kissed her again, my hands ran over her body, one slid down to her cute, round, little ass. "Oh my god! I'm touching my daughter's bottom! This can not be happening!" I was thinking all kinds of outrageous thoughts, none of them remotely fatherly. "Daddy!" She murmured into my mouth, as I caressed her body. She began to undulate her body, her breasts sliding across my chest. Her youthful legs were writhing and entwining mine, I was in heaven. "Did you bring me my ice cream?" Stevie asked breaking our kiss. "Uh, yeah. You're right we'd better get up." I said, trying not to sound bummed. "I think you already are up, Daddy." Stevie giggled. Pressing her tummy harder against my erection. She made talking almost impossible as she pressed her sex against me, squirming around on my throbbing hard on. "Baby Girl!" I blurted, "You're making this impossible." "Without me none of this would be possible, silly." she countered. "That's not...I meant I can't help myself. You...are so... beautiful, and... so sexy!" I stuttered. I grabbed her tiny firm little ass and pulled her against me, my fingers delving into her moist crack. I tickled her clenched rose bud, my finger rubbing the crinkled orifice before delving into her sphincter, causing her rapid breathing to catch. "Daddy!" She hissed, as if admonishing me for touching her forbidden hole. The light from the bathroom shone down on her casting her face in shadow, her hair wet from the shower looked darker though I knew it to be a lighter blonde. It hung in little ringlets framing her beautiful oval face, shadowing her even more. That combination made it almost impossible to see her almond shaped blue green eyes clearly. She swooped down and mashed her lips against mine her tongue spearing past my lips, to collide with my own. It then became a contest of who could kiss, lick, suck more of the others, lips, tongue, face. And who's hands and fingers could touch more of the others body. Stevie quickly began ripping open my shirt, without taking off my tie. I was to busy, trying to reach under her to touch her breasts and slide down to her little coochie, to do it myself. I had to sit up a little but with her insistent tugging off came my shirt and yep the tie stayed on. When I reached up to take it off she stopped me asking me to leave it on. What did I care about a silly tie, especially when I had in my hands the most beautiful little teenaged girl I knew. Naked. The most beautifully naked teenaged girl I knew. Yeah, I know I said that twice, I'm still trying to wrap my head around it. When her small hands began ripping open my pants I felt that this was the point of no return. So I stopped her, and looking up into her eyes I asked, "Do you really want this, Baby?" She didn't answer, but nodded her head yes. "Are you sure?" "Yes, Daddy. I really want this!" Stevie squirmed her hot little pussy against my turgid rod. "And I want you to put it in here!" The pressure she put on my manhood made me gasp. I attacked her tender breasts and began an assault upon them that would make the Marines at Iwo Jima envious. Her nipples were so sensitive that when ever I would suck them or lick them she would moan and convulse against me. It was so sexy when she finally pulled open my pants and her little hands drug out the snake, she was cooing and her fingers coaxing total hardness as I caressed her legs, torso, and breasts. "Wait!" The word burst forth from my lips unbidden as I perceived her rising upward to straddle my hips. "What? Daddy it's okay, I said already. Besides you won't be my first, you know." It was a statement, not a question, but it took me by surprise anyway. I always operated on the assumption that my little girl would always be my virginal little girl, and not a wanton young hussy. Oops, my mistake. "Really?" I asked, a look of smokey anger in my eyes. I wanted to holler, Who? When? Something, but where my little girl is concerned my heart is always in the way. "Don't be mad at me, Daddy!" She whined, "I wanted you to be my first I just didn't think that you would want to take your thirteen year old daughter's virginity." That set me back a bit, thirteen when she lost it, Damn! Her fingers never left my cock as she stroked it between her legs, the heat from her pussy microns away. Even in the ambient light I could see the wispy hair covering her young mound, it was lighter and less evident than I had assumed as I had felt it thru my pants. The curls were of the same blond hair color. 'God,' I thought, 'why am I jealous of any of the boys, or men who have had the pleasure of her body? Don't I want it as well? Don't I want to fuck her twelve ways till Sunday.' I continued to look at her just drinking her in as she played with my hard on, she was very good. It made me wonder who had taught her how to do this, she was keeping me hard longer than I had been able to do so myself lately, ever since Carole had stopped sleeping with me. Whenever that had been! "Couldn't you be satisfied with right now? What you and I are doing now?" To emphasize her question she did a little twisting motion with her hand that made me catch my breath. "Maybe we should move to a bed?" I suggested. "Fuck that!" She said fuck with such a sexy, throaty voice that I nearly came in her hands right there. "I want to know that we did it right here, because we couldn't control ourselves any longer." She raised herself up and moving forward she brought her little slit to just above my flaming cock head. She rubbed the large strawberry shaped head between her neither lips before settling it against the opening of her cunt. Stevie lowered herself down but her little opening was so tight that the head of my cock wouldn't enter. The passionate sounds escaping her were tiny, ecstatic, almost to the point of frenzy. A look of concentration furrowed her brow as she worked harder to force my cock into her cunt, causing me no small amount of excruciating pleasure. It suddenly slipped into her causing her to cry out with a squeal of unexpected pleasure. Stevie immediately looked at me, her eyes smoldering with intense desire. She slowly began to slide further onto my scepter, as she looked into my eyes, as if challenging me to watch her fuck herself on her fathers cock. After several tries to stuff herself full of Daddy's dick she succeeded, and bottomed out, her hips splayed over mine, the lips of her engorged sex pressed against my own pubes. Her fingers were like multiple little vices in their effort, her hands holding onto my arm and chest for support. Both of us were panting our breath coming in gasps. "Uuumm, Fffuuucckk!' Stevie mewed, 'Ooh, God! Daddy?!" Her pussy was squished down around the root of my pillar, the heat coming from her was volcanic. I was so close to cuming I could just barely contain myself, I was afraid if she moved even the barest inch I would erupt inside of her clutching womb. I placed my hands on either side of her hips and held her impaled upon my throbbing muscle. "Wait a moment, Darling. Please don't move!' My breath and voice panting and husky, "God! You are so tight!" My breathing wasn't calming as I thought it would and she was becoming impatient, her efforts to fuck me being thwarted, or at least temporarily frustrated. "Baby, you're about to make me cum. I just need a chance to catch my breath, then we can get busy!" "Daddy!" She mewed, "I'm so full of your cock!" Her cunt began to ripple around my meat, causing a renewed desire to shoot my cum. "Fuck!" I exclaimed. I should have played with myself earlier this week so I wouldn't be so touchy now! 'How the fuck would I have known?' I thought, 'It had been months that Carole and I had done anything! And earlier this week I was balls deep in the catastrophe at work. With that asshole J.P. Handcock riding roughshod on my ass!' Just a thought of that jerk had me backed off enough to keep from embarrassing myself with Stevie and shooting my load too soon. I looked up at Stevie her eyes were closed but she had the look of a coiled spring, her muscles taunt just beneath her skin, her breathing quick and shallow, a sheen of sweat covering her skin causing a glow, her face and neck flushed with a spreading blush of pink to the tips of her breasts. It was as if she was vibrating, a look of complete desire infused her features as she sat like a queen upon her throne, impaled upon her Sire's scepter. As I looked more intently at her I realized she was having an orgasm on her Daddy's cock. Her first orgasm with me ,her Daddy! My hands were still holding her hips, only now I slid them under her and lifted her up. Unexpected Love Ch. 01 She was lighter than I would have thought, she being but a wisp of a girl. Except for her round bottom, and her delicious full breasts, she was a woman in a child's body. She was squatting over my hips her feet on either side of me, I thought to use her knees as the fulcrum to raise her up and allowed gravity to provide the impetus to skewer herself onto me. She was almost completely removed from my cock, balancing on the tip of my manhood, when I allowed her to drop. She slid swiftly back down my shaft, a hissing release of breath signaled her decent. Her remaining breath whooshed out when she impacted her pubic bone with my own, I could almost feel her clit being mashed between us. I waited a moment before repeating the gesture, with the same results. She had yet to open her eyes again. I could see her nostrils flare as she rose up and then slide back down my lance. I was trying to be gentle with my Baby Girl, but as I progressed I felt a need to make her cry out, to be more vocal with her sexual naughtiness. I began to force her back down upon my manly tendon, desperate for a sign of her innate wantonness, and desire for me, her Dad. I increased the force with which I pulled her down onto me, and also the tempo. Just as I thought she began to sing a different tune, one of pure pleasure. "Umm! Fuck me!" My little girl moaned, "Ooo, Daddy! You're so big! Fuck!" "Oh, Baby Girl! I never dreamed! God! You are so beautiful!" I was delirious with passion, her tight little passage was squeezing me tighter than..., frankly I'd never had anything so tight around my cock that felt so wonderful. Not even my own fist. "Fuck! Fuck me, Daddy? Fuck Me?" She begged. "I'll fuck you, Baby Girl! Like a Goddess, I'll fuck you!" To emphasize the words I rose upwards to meet her as she descended, I could feel my cock head ramming against firm pliable tissue in the depths of Stevie's cunt. I could see her grimace as I thrust deep within her, but I was overcome by my lust, and I continued ravaging her relentlessly. "Daddy, God, Daddy! Fuck'n me, fuck'n me, fuck you're fuck'n me! Daddy!" Stevie chanted mindlessly, her body was aglow with her exertions, but I could see the fatigue in her legs as she began cuming again. Her fists clutching my biceps as she rode me like a bucking bronco. Her eyes tried to focus on mine but she was going over the edge for maybe the third, perhaps the fourth time, she was getting a royal fuck there was no doubt. Each time I thought I was going to loose it I began thinking about my asshole boss and the pile of shit he had given me all week, so far it was working. Though I knew it wouldn't last, and I really didn't want it to. I wanted to cum so deep in Stevie's cunt my seed would plant itself in her womb. I began to wonder if she was on the pill, that kept me from the edge for several moments. As I thought about it more I began to have a 'devil take the hindmost' kind of attitude. I began to fantasize about my little girl carrying my child, scary but what the fuck! I was seeing her in my mind pregnant and sitting in my lap while we cuddled. Then I was watching her nurse our child and I began suckling the other breast. Her warm milk trickled across my tongue and down my throat, my lips smacking around her tender nipple. Her engorged breasts were even more beautiful full of mother's milk. "Daddy?! Daddy?! I'm cuming again! Fuck, I'm cuming again! Yeah, oh yeah, fuck yeah, Daddy? Daddy?" Her voice was rising in desperation as her whole body began to convulse. 'Fuck tenderness, fuck gentleness, fuck this delicious young pussy! And Hard!" I thought as I slammed her down onto my raging hard on. I went after her with renewed vengeance and continued to ream her tight baby girl pussy. I lifted her up and rammed her back down, her juice had been leaking from her tight tunnel, my balls were covered with her spunky cream. It continued to drool from her gash wetting even the carpet under me, her desire, her passion poured from her. All her cum served to do was to lubricate her passage, the slickness of which caused me to hold off cuming so soon. I knew I was close I just didn't know what more it would take. As soon as I thought this Stevie began begging me to cum. It was all I needed. "Daddy? Please? Oh God, Daddy Cum! Cum in my Pussy! Please?!" Stevie's look into my eyes was imploring, as I screwed up into her deliciously tight cunny. Her breath wheezing thru her lungs, as she cried out, her head lolled forward onto my chest as I pounded her. She chanted with each thrust for me to cum! "So long, I've wanted you! Daddy!" "You should have told me! Sweetheart!" "God! Daddy! Eeehh, Ffffuuuck!" "I'm cuming Baby Girl, God I'm Cuming deep in your sweet pussy!" "Please, Daddy?! Please!" I pulled her down onto my cock as my balls began to erupt, the fiery discharge ripped thru the length of my cock to spew deep into her womb! Like a geyser of liquid lava my sperm jetted out into my little girls tight clutching sheath from her father's love lance. "Ooo, God, I feel it Daddy! Wow, it's so hot and shooting into me!" Stevie sounded like a little girl who had discovered the workings of a new toy. It made me chuckle as she described the feeling of my cum gushing into her innermost parts. "Baby Girl! Take it all! Ooh, Fuck Yeah! I Love You, Stevie! I Love You!" "Oh Daddy! I Love You! Keep Cuming, Daddy! Forever! It feels so good!" "Oh, Stevette." I hugged her close to me as the last pulses of semen squirted into her, and held her hips tight against my own. She was slowly rubbing her mound against mine massaging her clitty, as she came down from her surge of electric passion. I was quickly deflating, the object of my desire obtained, in the invigorating fusion of my daughter Stevette and me. Her breasts against my chest, was thrilling and sexy, the smell of her freshly washed hair was intoxicating, as I lay with her atop me cuddling against me as for warmth I felt her shiver. "What is it Stevette? Are you cold?" I asked holding her closer. "No, I just felt something strange, I can't explain it." She said wistfully. I was about to say, Maybe you just became pregnant? But I didn't want to freak her out. "Perhaps we need a shower to clean up." I suggested, as I continued to hold her. "Umm, that would be nice. Maybe I am a little chilled." She said, struggling to get up, I slipped from within her. "Ooo! I'm leaking all over!" She exclaimed as she arose. She cupped her little sex with her hand and ran to the shower giggling, her breasts bobbling. I was rather thankful for her quick departure as I looked like a caricature of myself, my pants halfway down, my tie still on. I completed my state of undress, and left the clothes in the hallway. I entered the bathroom and upon seeing my darling little girl naked in the shower, I would not have believed it but I again became hard. My throbbing erection began bobbing upward after so soon a trial, it had not happened this way in years. It made me feel young, and virile, as I passed the mirror I glanced at myself and noticed I looked especially good naked. I looked at Stevette and saw her smiling at me her gaze locked upon my bobbing member. I stepped into the hot shower of water and into her embrace, and a wet sensual kiss. My hard on pressed into her tummy and she moaned into my mouth, as her petite hand tried to encircle my stimulated member. "Oh God, Stevette. How I love you, Darling!" I said looking deep into her eyes. She shyly looked away when I said this, rather looking down at my straining manhood. I could see past her breasts to her caressing hand and the proud upstanding rod I sported. Quickly looking up she asked, "Do you want to do it again? So Soon?" She was smiling a sexy smirk. "Why Yes, yes I do!" I said picking her up in my arms, I sandwiched her between myself and the wall, her legs encircled my waist, I reached beneath her round little bottom and grasping my rigid tool I again entered my little girl's moist, slippery, channel. She quickly impaled herself and had me completely buried deep in the recesses of her womb. "Daddy! Ooo, god! You fill me so full!" She said a look of complete rapture on her beautiful face transforming her into a Goddess. "You my Darling are a Seductress of uncommon ability and renown. And I love you, forever!" "Umm, I love you to, Daddy. Umm, I have a confession though..." I only looked at her, nothing she could tell me would change my attitude about her at this point. "Go on." "I, mmm, You, are my first, Daddy." She finished with her eyes downcast. "But..." "I know what I said, but I didn't think you would let me make love to you if you were going to be my first." She blurted out. "Darling! I..." "At least my first man!" She interjected. "Wha.." "I mean.. I've played with myself, you know, toys? But never any boys!" "Oh, ho, ho, Baby Girl!" I held her close as I pumped into her strongly, relishing the feeling of mighty power she unleashed within me. I could do anything, I was going to enjoy her completely many more times to come. "I wanted You, Daddy!" She whispered into the crook of my neck, where her head lay. "You shall have me! And I shall have you, Darling Girl! Forever!" I stroked into her for emphasis. "I need You Daddy! Again, and Again! Fuck Me, Fuck Me Hard, Daddy! I love that!" She snarled into my ear as she bit my neck. "Fuck!" She made me exclaim. I began slamming into her, the hot shower of water bathing our bodies as we fucked, Father and Daughter, Daddy and Little Girl, man and woman. I thought of all the times she would cuddle up to me as I read her stories, or the times I bandaged a scrape, or held her when she cried for a lost pet, or a goldfish that had passed, or the flowers we would pick and put in her hair, or the hours on the playground pushing her on a swing. And Now? Now she was giving herself to me as a woman, we were making love! A love born of years of loving and caring, had now taken on a new facet, a bond of the flesh. I vowed right then to love her and cherish her forever, as a husband to a wife. I thought of Carole, finished. No More. From here onward it would be Stevette. "Will you be mine forever, Stevette?" I begged. "Daddy, I am Yours. I always will be!" Her eyes were crying? or was it just the play of water on her cheeks. No, I could feel her sob and the sound of it catching in her voice. "I Love You Daddy! Mmm, I'm, I' mmm, Ooo Daddy! Harder!" I complied and strengthened my thrusts, driving into her with a desire to fulfill her every want, or need. "Yeah! Yeah, Fuck it Daddy! Ooo, Ooo, Yeah, Fuck..me..fuck..me..fuck..Me..FUCK..ME! HARD..ER! HAR..DER! Dad..Dy! EEee!" My orgasm ripped thru me with the intensity of a fatal heart attack! I know I was hurting her, the violence with which I was full tilt slamming into her tiny body, I felt like I would split her in two! "BABY! OOooh! Now! I'm Cuming, Stevie! Oh God! I'm CUMING!" I hollered as I pounded my climax out in a sticato of thrusts that tore into her tender flesh, ripping from her throat screams of passionate release. She was like a rag doll in my arms, limp and spent, and I was about the same. I began rinsing her, I payed a little more attention to her tender parts and noticed flecks of blood in the cum and fluid that escaped the lips of her pussy, I admonished myself for the brutal way I treated her. I finished rinsing her and then myself off, and carrying her out of the shower I sat her down at the vanity and dried her body. I then carried her to her bedroom and lying her down pulled the covers over her. Before I did I looked once more upon her youthful body and could not help but feel a stirring in my loins. "Kiss me good night, Daddy!" She mumbled from her bundled covers. "Of course, Sweet Girl." I knelt down and holding her close I kissed her sweetly, almost timidly. "Uh uh! Really Kiss me!" She demanded, her eyes closed. I kissed her with all the passion I felt within my heart, my arm encircling her and my hand wandering over the warmth of her body. She lifted the covers from her in an inviting gesture. I willingly slid in under them, our bodies cool turning warm where we touched. She rolled onto her side, as I lay next to her. I slid my left arm under her head, cushioning it with my bicep, her hand grasped my forearm. My right encircled her tummy, her left breast cupped within my hand. The warmth of her breast, the nipple quickly becoming turgid, she snuggled her little bottom into my groin. "Mmm, I thought you were exhausted?" I admonished her. She was having an effect on me even after all we had been thru. My cock was lodged between her little crevasse, and twitching with a mind of his own, Stevette's pussy was close by. "You don't seem very tired either." The giggle in her voice evident, as she reached her tiny hand through between her legs to stroke my lengthening member. "My, my but you are truly a Minx beyond measure, I've never been so completely enraptured." Her ministrations were having her desired effect upon me, but I was not without my own usefulness. My hand, being that one was trapped under her head, was a wandering influence all it's own, from her breasts to her delicious little slit, with it's hooded nub of pleasure, it was sufficiently entertained. I was not lax in nuzzling her neck as I nipped and kissed her neck. "Ooo, Daddy!" She giggled as she tried to keep me from continuing to assault her tender nape. "Gggrrr," I growled against her neck causing her to squeal. "Daddy! That tickles!" Her laughter, contagious in it's effect, had me laughing as well. Her hand was still holding my cock as she rubbed it against her clitty. I began sliding the length between her legs giving her inches to play with. We were laughing and cuddling, and I never wanted it to end, at this moment I believe I was the happiest I had ever been in my life. "Daddy?" Stevie's little girl voice almost whispered. "Yes, Darling?" I whispered into her shell like ear. Her curly hair was tickling my face and had been for some time. "Will we be like this forever?" Her voice dreamy and soft. "If it is within my power? We will always be like this, Sweet Darling Girl." I assured her, hugging her close to me. "Daddy?" Her voice sounded hopeful. "Umm, hum." "Will, will you do me again? But this time, slow and easy?" She asked in a whisper. "Umm, hum." "I'm kind of sore, down there, but I still need you." She added, pleading. "Sweetie, there are other things we can do, that you might find more pleasurable?" I suggested. "Umm, like what?" She asked turning towards me in my arms, a look of curiosity on her beautiful face. "Like this!" I said, kissing her softly on her full lips, then her neck, delectable ear lobe, rounded shoulder and began working my way down to her breasts. My hands were not still, ambidexterity runs in the family, as Stevie proved when her hands began wandering along my torso and found their way to my groin. She began manipulating my elongating love muscle as I worked my way between her breasts, first one then the other, she was panting with desire, and encouraging me with comments as she maneuvered to work on my appendage. I was compelled to work my way down to the prize I intended all along, the delicious little peach between her legs. I was captivated by the delicate cleft, at the top was hidden the tiny nub, and the fold that was hiding the penitent nun flared into enticing lips. Spreading these between my fingers I could see the tiny opening of her urethra and below the opening of her pink pleasure center. A distinct sent of alluring perfume emanating from within, signaling her desire. I started at the top and slid my tongue down, dredging into her channel, eliciting a moan from Stevie. "Oumm, Dear God, Dad! That's so good!" She moaned, She soon tried to out do me by taking my cock into her mouth for the first time. She started by pulling my hard gristled rod down to poke directly toward her sweet, pouty mouth. She planted a kiss on the tip and drew back to look at the tool that produced the other half of her own DNA. Then devoured not only the head but a goodly portion of the shaft, her fingers were kneading my balls in a skillful and determined way. "Where did you learn to do that, Darling?" I said taking a moment to get a proper breath, before renewing my feast. "Watching your porno movies." She said a little bashfully. "I don't have any porno's." I said, wondering where the defensive tone came from? "Well, they were in Mom's closet, hidden away." She admitted. "Well, you can show me later." I said, my mind whirling; Why would Carole have any porno's?; and Why wouldn't she share them with me if they meant so much to her?; Carole always running, always hiding, never trusting, never loving, I wondered why she had stayed married to me for so long even though she was so evidently unhappy? But porno's? That was a new twist! Stevie tried her own new twist as she sucked my right ball into her mouth, it was almost painful but as her tongue ministered her enjoyment it became painfully pleasurable and I went back to my own endeavors. I looked back to my delicious treat, I dove in with lips and tongue to enjoy her abundant fountain, I touched her crinkled ass hole. "Mmm!" Stevie exclaimed mewling around her mouthful. I had evidently touched off a wave of unexpected pleasure for her. So I drove my tongue back into her backdoor, as I twirled around, stabbing my tongue in and out of her tiny bottom hole. She went wild, ripping my ball from her mouth, which caused it's own pain, she slammed her mouth back down on my throbbing member. It was like I had opened the floodgates to her passion as I tongued her tiny tush, she let loose in a frenzy of antics trying to devour my entire cock. Choking on my distended portion she still endeavored to take the whole object of her creation into her throat, causing me an untold amount of delight and pride. Her legs stiffened, almost crushing my head, her rump cheeks hardened and my tongue was unable to penetrate her crack. It was almost impossible to breath as she continued in this rigor, her entire body was in a complete convulsion, the head of my cock buried in her throat was being subjected to it's own thrilling attack as her throat swallowed around it's crown! Impossible to describe were the pangs of pleasure as her throat nipped around my cock head. I had my arms around her hips, so I pulled her towards me and almost was able to remove my head from between the vice of her thighs, not without some damage to my ears. With my head still embedded, my tongue was now directly in front of her slit, I struggled to torture her further by messaging her clitoris. The sounds coming from her throat as she struggled to contend with the overload of pleasure and the more than a throat full of dick, was orgasmic music to my ears. I couldn't hold out for a better time of release, and my balls who had done their duty twice tonight sought to fulfill it once again. Gathering themselves they convulsed and released their full load from the depths of their unfailing treasure chest of cum, boiling thru my shaft with a lighting bolt of pleasure, erupting into Stevie's mouth and down her convulsing throat. She could do nothing but swallow, instinctively she took it in, drowning in cum as I pumped shot after shot into the recesses of her gullet. Her own convulsions were still clamping onto my head as she vibrated like she was being electrocuted, her body twitching violently. It was near impossible to continue with my tonguing of her clitty, but I persevered, adding to her pleasure no doubt. All at once she collapsed, as if a switch had been shut off. She was at once limp and seaming lifeless, lying inert in my arms. Her legs relaxing their hold on my head, her limbs falling away from her body as if she were dead. Dead! I leaped from my rear facing position and scooped her up in my arms. Unexpected Love Ch. 01 "Darling, Stevette! Wake Up! Sweetheart! Stevie! Are You..?" I was increasing in volume as I spoke. I stroked her feverish brow, there was no response. I brought her hand and arm up to my face to feel her touch, still warm, but the muscles without life. I thought there should be some movement in her chest after such a workout but there was no heaving as if from heavy exercise. A finger to her neck, no pulse could I feel! "Stevette! Wake Up! Come back to me! Darling, come back!" I cried out, mournfully. I held onto her, feeling no movement, no breath, but still warm, still warm. I held her to me, her childlike body limp and lifeless in my arms. For about twelve minuets no amount of coaxing, crying out, jiggling or shaking could rouse her. "Stevette!" a mournful wail ripped from my throat. "Shh." a barely discernible whisper uttered from her slack face. "What th..? Stevie?" I whispered. looking intently at her face for any movement, any sign of life. "um." She was alive! I hugged her to me, one hand supporting her head the other stroking her back, softly. I kept from saying anything, though just barely able to contain myself. After what seemed like hours, I held her to me, loving the feel of her in my arms. Relishing the warmth, the life of her, the feel of her tight youthful body next to mine. I was silently willing life into her, the fright she had given me was indescribable. I have never been fearful of death, but to think of her as dead was more than I could bear. Tears leaked from the corners of my eyes, rolling from my cheeks to drip onto her heated flesh. "I .." She was silent. Silent but alive. I had heard of people dying while having sex, but I would never have though it would be my Daughter, she was too young, she was in great shape, she must have just feinted. But then why did she quit breathing, how was it I felt no pulse? "Daddy?" Her voice barely a whisper. "Darling!" I whispered, remaining quiet seemed the proper thing to do, trying not to disturb her rest. "Daddy? I think I died." She paused, "I mean it felt like I died." Her arms tried to hold me, but there was a weakness, she could not retain her grip and they slid loosely to her side. Her fingers grasped my arms holding them. Her strength reached only to her fingers it seemed. "Baby, Shh, just rest, Darling. I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!" I began crying again, as I held her. I have never been one to cry at anything, but from that point onward my heart was broken, and tears were the only thing my body could produce. "No, Daddy! It was so wonderful! All I felt was this amazing Love. Love and Acceptance. It was so beautiful, Daddy. Did you feel it too?" She was excited, and more animated, and the more she talked the more she moved. As if life was streaming back into her body with each passing second. The relief I felt was staggering to my heart, and mind. I was having trouble wrapping my head around it. "No, Baby. I feel it now though." I said without really thinking of what I was thinking. "Oh, Daddy! I'm so happy!" Stevie hugged me to her with a fierceness I was unready for. "Whoa! Me too!" I said, the surprise evident in my voice. "You know what?" She asked in her hoarse whisper. "Jen and Berry's Rock Hard Nipple?" I answered, the first thing that came into my head. "Damn!" She smiled up at me, "You are good!" . I kissed her tenderly and passionately, and long. "Let's get you that ice cream, Darling." After word: Some may condemn me for my actions, saying I was abusing my position as a father and taking advantage of my daughter. I and my daughter couldn't disagree more, though society my have the upper hand when dealing with the likes of us. There are always fluctuations as to what is and is not allowed by society, and who is to be burned at the stake. Stevie says she'd rather burn on her father's stake, I concur.