****** Finding Home by Queen Victoria ******
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Finding Home


Special thanks to Asa for sharing his fantasies with me.

Jessica stood in front of the bathroom mirror, wiping the soap and water from
her fresh young face. She dabbed at her cheeks, looking at herself in the
mirror absentmindedly. A pair of chocolate brown eyes stared back at her; a
pale complexion accented by a light rose tint on her cheeks enhanced the depth
of her large eyes. Long, thick eyelashes swept down to cover her view in the
mirror as she removed the rest of the water from her face. She put the towel
down, reaching behind her to adjust the ponytail of dark brown hair that had
slipped from its noose. Below the view of the mirror her developing young
breasts stuck out, nipples pressing against the soft cotton of her sleeveless
nightgown, straining from the arch caused by her hands weaving her hair back
into place.

Her head down, mind concentrating on the task at hand, she didn't see her
father approach the bathroom door. He stopped before entering; leaning against
the frame, arms crossed watching the view of innocence in bloom. Her smooth
skin radiated such a glow of youth and health. Her face devoid of any make up,
her hair it's own glossy texture. His hands itched to stroke her face, her
hair, or just her ivory skin. His breath caught in his chest as he watched his
daughter in a trance.

"Ummm, dad?" Jessica asked her father. Her hair had been fixed many seconds
before and still he stared at her with such an odd look on his face.

Tim's eyes jerked up, colliding with pools of warm chocolate, his daughter's
eyes watched him, a little confused yet still filled with love and warmth.
"Sorry hon," he said, walking into the bathroom. "Are you finished getting
ready for bed?"

"Yeah, dad. Why were you looking at me like that?" Jessica asked curiously.

"No reason, Sweets. I've just missed you a lot these last few months," Tim
confessed, reaching out a hand to run down the waterfall of satin hair that
hung over her shoulder.

It seemed like ages since he'd last been able to see her, to touch her.
Jessica's mother and he had divorced a year earlier, and they were still trying
to work out the details of custody for their 13-year-old daughter. Tim's job
had relocated him to a town almost a thousand miles away from his daughter. The
last time he'd seen her had been six months ago, but it was summer break for
her now and he'd been promised at least two months with her. He'd gone all-out,
having her new bedroom completely redecorated. He had even made sure to buy a
huge bookshelf, one that he'd promised her they'd fill with any books she fell
in love with over the summer. His little bookworm, he thought with a smile as
he lovingly ruffled her hair.

"Dad, no offense, but you've gotten weird in your old age," Jessica teased as
she turned to hang up the towel.

"OLD AGE?!" Tim roared, rising to her teasing.

He reached forward, swatting her on her small little butt, making her giggle
hysterically as she tried to escape the bathroom or go down under her father's
tickling fingers. She ran into her connecting bedroom and collapsed onto her
bed in a fit of giggles. Her little nightgown rode up on her slender leg as she
held her stomach and laughed until her bright eyes were filled with tears. Her
soft lips spread across her teeth, flashing a dimple in her right cheek. Her
smile and giggle were infectious to Tim. He jumped on the bed alongside her,
roaring with laughter and the overwhelming joy that was his baby girl.

They both laughed until their sides ached. They lay side by side, gasping for
air, trying to hold back more painful giggles. Eventually their breathing
evened out and the weariness of their long day, Jessica's of travel and Tim's
of anticipation, hit them full force. Tim groaned as he rolled onto his side to
face his daughter. Once again his hand reached out and stroked the side of her
face, completely without conscious thought. His thumb stroked at the corner of
her eye for a few minutes before he spoke.

"Well, Sweets, you'd better get your butt to bed. We've both had a long day,"
he told her in a bad imitation of parental admonishment. The warmth of his hand
on her face took away any attempt at authority. Jessica rubbed the side of her
face in his hand, sighing contentedly.

"Ok dad. You're right, I'm pretty tired tonight," she said as she started to
get up. She stopped herself midway and looked down at her father. "And
dad...thanks for all of the stuff. My bedroom looks great. I feel at home
here."

Tim caught her arm and pulled her back down on the bed. His hands cupped her
face as he looked at her intently, "Honey, you are home. This will always be
your home," he promised her as he leaned forward and placed a kiss on her
forehead, then pressed his forehead against hers giving her one of their
special "Eskimo kisses" by rubbing his nose against hers. He released her and
got up to go to his own bedroom.

"If you need anything hon, I'll be right next door," he said as he turned and
shut the door behind him.

Jessica lay on top of her covers for a while, thinking about the day and trying
to come down from her excitement of finally being with her dad. She loved him
so much and her parents' divorce had broke her heart. She had thought it was
her duty to stay with her mom and help her recover after the split, but more
and more she found that she wanted nothing more than to live with her father.
She felt so loved when she was with him.

A few hours later, Jessica awoke with a start. Her eyes darted around in the
dark, trying to get her bearings. A loud crash outside her window made her jump
to a sitting position. Her chest heaved, her skin was covered in sweat, but she
had never made it to crawling under her covers before she fell asleep. The heat
and humidity in the room were overbearing. Another loud crash vibrated her
window panes. She was finally able to recognize the noise as thunder just as a
streak of light lit up her room for a second before disappearing. The
lightening left odd shapes and shadows haunting Jessica's mind as she tried
desperately to think logically. She had always been terrified of thunderstorms.

Her strange surroundings were not helping her at the moment either. Lacy
curtains suddenly became howling ghosts, yet untouched dolls became screaming
goblins, and something was hiding behind the open closet door! She was sure of
it! A huge, bulky figure lurked in the shadows; she swore she could see its
eyes glowing in the dark. Her little hand trembled as she laid it on her chest,
trying to calm her raging heartbeat. The whites of her eyes flashed around the
dark room, and suddenly another horrendous BOOM!!! Jessica screamed, jumped to
her feet, threw her bedroom door open and ran, tripping on her feet into her
father's bedroom. Her horror allowed for no ceremony as she threw her father's
door open without even a thought of knocking. She flew into his bedroom only to
halt, shakily at the foot of his bed.

The crash of his daughter's door and his own had Tim sitting up and trying to
get out from underneath the tangled sheets of his own bed when his daughter
came to a stop at the foot of his bed.

"God Jessica! What's the matter?!" he asked as he reached out for her trembling
hand, trying to calm her down.

Jessica's bottom lip trembled as she tried desperately to hold back the tears
that watered down her milky eyes. "I-it's the storm, daddy," she said,
reverting back to her term for her father from her younger days. "I tried,
daddy, I did! But something's in my room, I saw it! It's hiding behind my
closet," she said on a sob as her terror finally struck full force.

"Oh baby, come here." He pulled her to his naked chest, letting her tears cover
him as he stroked her hair and shushed her. "There's nothing in your room,
sweetheart. Remember that big stuffed bear I bought for you? I put it behind
the closet door so it wouldn't be in your way when you slept. That's all it
was, babe, just a silly stuffed bear."

His words and his warm hands finally calmed Jessica down. Little hiccups and
sniffles still trembled through her little body, but the tears had finally
stopped. She looked up at her dad, with a pleading look in her eyes, "Daddy,
can I sleep with you? I don't want to go back in there alone, please daddy!"
she begged him in a whisper.

"Of course you can baby," Tim smiled reassuringly, "Just pull up a pillow."

Jessica gave him a watery grin as she did just what he suggested. They both
fought to find a comfortable position, but an hour later Tim realized that
comfort was not an option. Jessica was not used to the heat and humidity of the
climate. Tim had grown used to it, but even so, he'd gone to bed in only a pair
of thin linen boxers. Jessica's nightgown, though sleeveless, was much too
thick and hot for her to sleep in. She tossed and turned in the bed, sweating,
and sticking to the sheets as she tried to sleep. Tim finally put his hand on
her shoulder, turning her head to face him behind her.

"Jess, hon, you're never going to get any sleep in that nightgown. Don't you
have something else you can wear?"

"This is all I brought," she whispered to him in the dark.

Tim thought for a moment, knowing that neither one of them were going to get
any sleep unless that nightgown went. "Hon, why don't you just take the damn
thing off? It's dark, I can't see anything anyway, and that way we'll both get
some sleep."

The dark room was silent for a minute, then Tim heard rustling and he felt the
bed moving. He saw a white streak fly across the room to land on the floor. He
assumed it was her nightgown and he sighed, content that they would now get
some rest. He rolled onto his side, adjusting his pillow when another flash of
lightening lit up the room. A mini-second of light and then pitch dark. Tim was
left with an image that would be permanently seared into his brain for the rest
of his life. His eyes had suckled upon smooth milky skin; small pert breasts
peaked with pink raspberry nipples. His mind cradled the image as his eyes
searched desperately in the dark for another glimpse. His mouth watered,
longing to wrap his lips around that little mouthful of tit.

His heart and mind began to war within himself. This was his daughter! He loved
her more than anything; he couldn't do anything to hurt her. His sudden lust
was inexcusable. But, his heart used the same excuse. He loved her, did that
make it right? He closed his eyes, willing the image to leave his thoughts and
his cock to calm down. He eventually felt he was calm enough to try and sleep
when fate stepped in.

With a soft sigh and a murmur, Jess rolled over onto her side, effectively
pushing herself, her whole naked self, against his naked chest. His cock was
nestled against her tummy and the soft in and out of her breathing caused her
tits to drag up and down his chest, sending fingers of fire through his veins.
His breathing stopped as he concentrated on the overwhelming pain and pleasure
his sweet baby girl was causing inside his body. He moaned, his hands sliding
around her of their own free will. His hands were finally able to skim over the
creamy softness of her back. He inhaled her wonderful scent, which he could
only describe as peaches and cream. He rubbed the side of his face on her hair,
the softest touch he had ever known. His caressing hands slid lower and lower
down her body.

He no longer had any worries of waking her; in fact, he wanted her to awaken.
The moment she had pressed her beautiful tits to his chest he knew he had to
have her. His hands slid down over her little butt, clasping and unclasping her
tiny buttcheeks, pulling her closer to his raging hard on. His own buttcheeks
clenched as his hips rocked into her. He moaned, this time much louder and
right next to her ear. She stirred in his arms, slowly awakening. She lifted
her head. Their eyes finding each other's in the dark. Her eyes focused and she
became aware of her position. She brought her hands up to his chest, flattening
her palms against his skin. She heard her father's hissed intake of breath. She
felt his hard cock leaking pre-cum on her tummy.

"Daddy," she whispered into the dark, "what's happening?"

A moment of silence before her father pulled her closer to him. "Oh baby, I
need you. Daddy needs you and wants you so much."

"I'm here daddy," she replied, knowing something was going to happen. A vague
idea of sex, a small knowledge of the male body told her that what her father
was asking for was something she would gladly give to this man who loved her so
much. She reached up and stroked the side of his face and whispered, "I love
you daddy." She leaned forward and kissed him, allowing his passion to take
over and teach her. His tongue swept into her mouth, she sucked in response.
Again and again his tongue plunged into her mouth, his hands sliding up and
down her body, squeezing and pulling at her. Both hands slid up and cupped her
small breasts, rubbing and kneading them. He took hold of her nipples, inhaling
her gasp as he gently rolled them in his fingers. He felt her shudder as her
nipples hardened under his working hands.

He released himself from her mouth and trailed kisses down her neck, licking on
her collarbone, moving down further until he reached those raspberries dipped
in cream. He slowly pulled one into his mouth, rolling it in his mouth,
savoring the feel of his baby girl. He felt her hips arch and in the back of
his mind he heard her cry out for him. He continued pulling, sucking, nibbling
on her flesh until she clasped his head, pulling him deeper into her chest. Her
fevered skin begging for more of his wet mouth. His hands roamed up and down
her smooth thighs as he continued to suckle on his little girl's tits, her
hands kneading at his scalp.

His hands came up against the rough fabric of her panties. He growled in
frustration, tugging on them, forcing them down over her hips, down her smooth
legs, and off each foot. He was able to get one hand in between her legs and he
slowly slid it upwards to her bald pussy. He felt her juices wetting her thigh
and he moaned into her tits. His fingers reached her slit and he felt her legs
clamp around his hand. He lifted his head, looking at his baby's flushed face.

"It's ok, baby. Let daddy touch you. I need to touch you so bad honey, please."

Jess responded to the plea in his voice, slowly relaxing her muscles, letting
her daddy touch her pussy. Tim's finger rubbed up and down her slit, looking
for, and finding, her little clit. He rubbed gently, circling his finger around
it. His daughter's hips bucked, pressing his hand deeper into her pussy lips.
He felt her stomach tremble against his arm and he began rubbing faster, her
pussy juices now covering his hand.

"Oh daddy! Oh daddy!" his daughter cried as her hips rocked and bucked against
his big hand. "Mmmm, ohmmm, yes daddy YES!"

He knew she was approaching her first climax by the sound of her moans and
whimpers. He felt an undeniable urge that he quickly acted upon. He slid down
the bed, spreading his daughter's legs open, exposing her young pink pussy to
his gaze. He didn't look for long but grabbed hold of her legs and pulled her
pussy up against his mouth where he sucked on her clit for all he was worth.
His fingers slid into her tight pussy and fucked her. Jess's whole body arched
off of the bed, fucking her hips into her daddy's mouth. It was seconds before
her young body was wracked with its first orgasm.

"Ugh! Ugh! Oh DAAAAAADDDDDDDYYYYYY!!! AAAAAGGGGGHHHHH!!!" she screamed, her
lungs competing with the clapping thunder outside their window. A flash of
lightening let Tim see the incestuous act that lay before him. Waves of
pleasure coursed through his daughter's young body, brought on by her daddy's
touch. He felt the rush of juices slide down his mouth. He continued to suck,
wanting every drop of his baby's juice. He sucked until her legs lay limply at
the sides of his face. He finally let up, licking the sides of his face to get
all of the juice.

He crawled up alongside her, kissing her, forcing her to taste her own cum. His
cock left a trail of pre-cum up her thigh. He lifted himself over her, taking
hold of his dick and positioning it at her tight cunt. He stopped there,
caressing his daughter's face.

"Baby? Do you want this? It's going to hurt baby," he warned.

Jess lifted her arms to caress her father's face. "Yes daddy, I want you...
this is home," she whispered the last three words, proving her love as she
arched her hips, forcing his cockhead into her tightness. At that moment Tim
lost all ability to control himself. His hiss of pleasure filled the room as he
began thrusting into his daughter's pussy. Inch by inch his cock went deeper
inside of her until he felt the barrier of her virginity.

"Oh babe, I love you!" he cried out as his pistoning hips broke through her
innocence.

Jess cried out, tears stinging her eyes as her daddy's cock took claim of her
body. He was in to the hilt. His balls slapped against her tiny butt. Her
little tits bounced. She felt him filling her with his daddy cock. Her little
tummy bulged; her legs spread wide trying to make room for him. She gasped and
moaned, pulling at his arms, her nails running down his shoulder. His head hung
next to hers. She licked and bit at his shoulder. His cockhead pressed at her
womb. She felt his cock swelling even more, her pussy muscles clenched around
his cock. Tremors ran up and down her body with each thrust of his hips. In and
out, in and out, her breathing ragged, her skin covered in a sheen of sweat.
The excitement grew; she began moaning incoherently. The only clear word was
"daddy." Then her second orgasm hit her. Her cunt clamped down hard on his
cock, she threw her shoulders back and cried out, "Daaaaaaaaaddddddddyyyyyy!!"

The incredible tightness was too much for Tim. His cock swelled and exploded
inside his daughter's tiny womb.

"AAaaaaaaggggghhhhhh!! Oh baby, daddy's cummmmmiiiiiinnnnnngggggg!!" he cried
out as he shot load after load deep inside her. His hips jerking, colliding
with his daughter's grinding pussy. Her hot cunt milked every drop of cum out
of him before he collapsed next to her. Their chests heaving into each other's.

He pulled his daughter into his arms, snuggling her head into his neck. He
stroked her hair and whispered to her, trying to calm her down. He eventually
succeeded in lulling himself to sleep. Just before he fell asleep, his soft
cocks slipped out of his daughter's pussy and he heard her whisper as she
wrapped her arms around him, "I'm never leaving you daddy. This is home."

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