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Daughter, part 2

   Hell, if she only knew what made her feel
that way this morning.
   "Not in the least," I told her. "You say you don't even
remember having any dream? Well, maybe you had one but
forgot it. Anyway,it's nothing to be alarmed about. When a
boy does it it's calleda 'wet dream' because he shoots off.
But for girls, it just makes them get turned on a lot like
you said you were. It's perfectlynormal."
   Now she
was feeling pretty grown up and a little bit wicked to 
bediscussing such things with her stepdad. "I sure was," 
she ex-claimed, "more than I've ever been 
before!"
        "You were what, honey?" I asked, my
voice growing raspy. I knewdamned well what she meant 
but I wanted to hear the words from hersweet, innocent 
little mouth.
        "Well, hot," she declared, proving
she was up to saying the wordsI had taught her. "Wow, 
my cunt sure was hot when I woke up!"
        My
cock pulsed hard at the words issuing from my sweet 
little step daughter's mouth. She darted a glance at my lap 
and I realized she had actually felt it through my pants. 
She seemed to grow a bit ill at ease.
        "Gee,
thanks, Dad, for telling me all that stuff," she 
said,shifting her hard little ass in my lap. "I guess I better 
move now,I...I'm making you 
uncomfortable."
        "No, I'm okay," I said. You
don't have to hop off so soon. Besides, that isn't the only 
reason you thought of getting off my lap just now, was 
it?"
       "Huh?" she said, giving a little start. "Sure
it was. I've beenhere now for a little while and I just 
thought you might be gettingtired. I'm not a baby 
anymore," she added, attempting to forcelightness, "so I 
must be kinda heavy after a few minutes on 
yourlap."
        "No, you sure aren't a baby anymore,"
I said, putting a hand on hershoulder. "But tell me the 
truth now. Didn't you feel somethingjust now, underneath 
you? Isn't that the thing that really made youmention 
getting up?"
        She flashed the answer to me with
her eyes, unmistakably, beforeshe spoke. "Well, yeah," 
she admitted, "I...I did feel that."
        "Honey, I
thought that's what it was," I said. "You don't have tobe 
ashamed of feeling that. That was just Daddy's old cock 
jumpinga little, that's all it was."
        "I thought
that's what it was," she said quietly, "but I didn'tthink I 
oughta...uh...you know, talk about it."
        As I
spoke, I casually let a hand fall from one of her 
shouldersinto her lap, allowing it to lie there unmoving. 
"Doesn't hurt totalk about it," I said. "Every man's got 
one. And sometimes a man'scock sorta moves around by 
itself, you see. Listen, I'm going totell you a secret. You 
told me yours, so know I'll tell you mine.Wanna hear 
it?"
        Bridget still had vague qualms, but my
playful approach appealedto her and made her relax 
considerably.
        "Sure," she piped.
        Following her style, I leaned forward and
put my lips to theyoungster's ear. The delicate pink shell 
smelled of lemons andclear skin. "You're the one that 
made my cock jump just now," Iwhispered to her. "You 
sitting here in my lap all sweet and pret-ty...that's what 
did it."
        (It seemed awfully weird for her daddy
to have that happen, shethought, but it also made her feel 
sort of...proud. Proud that itwas her that caused it to 
happen.)
        She giggled. "Really?" she said.
        My hand had been lying for some time
now in the girl's lap, andalthough she had made no move 
to remove it I could tell that shewas very aware of 
it.
        "Let me ask you a question," I posed, "and
you tell me the honesttruth. Okay?"
        "What?" she said, her voice a little shaky.
        "This 'getting
hot' business that happens to you now that you'regrowing 
up so fast --- have you felt that way any while you've 
beensitting here in my lap?" I asked.
        Her breath
caught in her throat. She licked her lips, which werenow 
suddenly drier, and hedgingly replied, "Maybe...maybe a 
littlebit."
        "Don't be afraid to tell me the truth
now," I said.
        She was now unbearably conscious
of the fact she was still sittingin my lap while we were 
discussing it. And the hand which restedgently on her 
lap, while remaining light and still, seemed somehowto 
be getting warmer and warmer.
        She turned her
eyes aside from mine when she answered, and hervoice 
was thin and quiet. "It feels that way right now, Daddy," 
shesaid.
        Now I was slowly moving my fingers in
her lap, kneading their tipslightly into the thin skirt she 
had thrown on when she woke up thatmorning. She 
shifted uneasily in my lap. It was the wrong thing todo. 
Underneath her she felt another jump of my stiff organ. 
And nowthat she knew what it was, her bottom seemed 
even more sensitiveto it than before.
        "Hot, huh?" I said, egging her on.
        "Yes, Daddy."
        "Hot and...a little damp, maybe?" I
persisted, playing on herpassion.
        "Yes."
        "Kinda itchy?" I asked.
        "Yes."
        "Where does it feel that
way?" I wanted to know. "Where is it now?Isn't it right 
under where my hand's lying?"
        She nodded
without speaking. Again she drew the tip of her 
tongueacross dry lips.
        "Right here, isn't it,
honey?" I said, pushing my forefinger intothe soft spot 
between her thighs.
        She caught her breath,
"...unh...yeah, Daddy, right there. Whew!Right there 
where you're touching."
        Then I deftly snaked
my hand off her skirt and thrust it under-neath, sliding it 
up the smooth channel between her slender 
youngthighs.
        "Sit still, honey," I whispered
hoarsely. "Daddy's gonna show yousomething."                                   
**********
        (Bridget was a little scared now.
She wasn't at all sure what herdaddy meant to "show" 
her, and his voice was getting all different,nervous and 
shaky-like. Yet there was something besides fear shefelt. 
There was something going on inside her that was new 
andstrange, a little wild...and somehow naughty, secret 
and dirty.)
        "That's the way, sugar," I crooned,
"stay right here in my lap andlet your old stepdad show 
you something real nice."
        (Whatever was
happening to her, she wanted to have it keep on, 
shethought...wanted to have it continue in spite of the 
fact thatsomething inside told her it was wrong and 
bad.)
        My hand eased up the vee formed by the
angle of her tender innerthighs 'til I touched the place 
where they joined, a change fromthe satiny texture of 
skin to the soft cloth texture of her cottonpanties. The 
crotch of her undergarment was tightly stretched, 
Idiscovered, so that the instant I came in contact with it I 
couldsense the firm warmth of her sex flesh just beneath 
the fabric. Istopped my hand, leaving my fingertips to 
remain on the spot whilemy wrist and forearm 
trembled.
        "Unh!" came a sound from Bridget's
throat, soft and breathy. Thetouch of my fingers was 
almost electric to her.
        "There it is, huh, baby?" I
whispered. "There's that little thingthat's been feeling so 
warm and damp and itchy, isn't it? There'sthat little cunt 
of yours."
        "Ummm...yeah," she thinly answered,
ashamed of what was happeningbut loving every second 
of it. "Sure is...right there, Daddy."
        "Right
where my finger is?" I asked.
        "Yes!" she
responded, this time more 
enthusiastically.
        "You like this?" I asked,
pressing her close to my chest with myother arm. "You 
like the way it feels when I touch you 
there,honey?"
        "Oh, yes," she said, feeling
somehow very ashamed of the fact, 
"oh,yes!"
        "Isn't this kind of like you've been
feeling all those times youtold me about?" I said. "All 
those times when you were in a hotbath or in bed at 
night?"
        "But better," she added. "You make it
feel better than then. It'sso..." But her words petered out 
and she didn't try to pick upagain where she left off. The 
sensation was mind-shattering.
        My cock was
simply bursting from the pleasure of it. Being able toplay 
with my stepdaughter this way was fantastically exciting. 
Ifelt it quake stoutly and push against my 
pajamas.
        (Bridget felt it too. It was the same
sensation she had noticedbefore, but this time it made her 
tummy fill with butterflies, nowthat his fingers were 
fooling with her panties at the same time.)
        She
squirmed involuntarily, causing the damp bottom of her 
ass totingle as the hard lump rubbed against her. I 
grunted from thepleasure I got from the feel of having 
her move on it. I let myhead fall forward, my chin resting 
on the crown of her silky gol-den head, and squeezed her 
so tightly to my chest I could feel thetiny points of her 
titties. She didn't try to draw back. I evenimagined that I 
felt her press the taut little points closer,flattening her 
whole torso against me.
        "Oh, sugar," I crooned,
"Daddy's gonna make you feel so 
good...sogood."
        (Between her legs she felt his
fingers start to move. They movedlightly and slowly at 
first, delicately toying with the tightlystretched crotch of 
her panties. Their mere presence there had beenenough 
to excite her. Now that they were moving, she felt 
atrembling warmth flow through the pussy flesh 
beneath.
        She wanted to move against him,
wanted to make the tingling warmthgrow and grow. She 
began to wiggle her butt, pushing her organstoward the 
wonderful pressure of his finger. The motion was 
slight,but she knew she was doing it. It wasn't like 
before, when thingswere just happening to her. now she 
was making things happen someherself, consciously 
increasing her own pleasure.)
        "Oh...ooo,"
escaped small sounds from her throat.
        "Oh, shit,
honey," I whispered, "that's the way...that's the way.Scoot 
up against there and let me really finger you good! Push 
thatlittle pussy to me and make yourself feel 
good."
        (Now she felt more than just his fingers.
Her wiggling made thestiff lump in his pajamas wedge 
right against her little asshole.She never knew a person's 
asshole could feel good, but hers suredid. It was all 
mixed up, it seemed like, with the sensations ofher 
asshole combining with those up front in her cunt. She 
felt allwarm and moist throughout the entire area of her 
crotch.)
        I was so hot I could hardly stand it by
now. I'd been purposelygoing slow with the kid so I 
would scare her half to death, but nowI had to speed 
things up.
        "Here, sugar," I wheezed. "Lemme
get in 'em. I've just been fool-ing around on the outside of 
'em."
        She shifted in my lap so I could slip my
fingers under the tightlegband of her panties and 
quivered with new pleasure as I touchedher naked 
pussy.
        "Ohhh," she sighed.
                She hugged
me tight, throwing her arms around my back and 
buryingher face in my chest. I toyed with the tender 
mound of her cunt,sending my fingers through the light 
growth of damp silky hair thatcovered it, then slipped on 
inside the slit itself with barely apause. The youngster 
was well primed for it by now and offered 
noresistance.
        She pressed her face into my robe
and against the pajama top, theonly thing separating her 
soft face from the nakedness of my chest.
        "Oh,
Daddy!" she exclaimed in an ardent whisper.
        I
worked my forefinger between the slick halves of her 
cunt and wasamazed at how moist she was...so much so 
that I could easily insertmy thumb even though her still-
immature crack was far from beinglarge.
        "Let's
get 'em all the way off, honey," I said, taking my arm 
fromaround her back and using my free hand to dart 
under her skirt andgrasp the waistband. I slid the top of 
the undergarment downwardand she helped by twisting 
inside and raising her ass slightly outof my lap. I gave a 
tug and whisked them over her rounded littleass as slick 
as a whistle. I left them dangling at her knees butshe was 
too hot and excited to even bother with trying to get 
themthe rest of the way off.
        When her ass
settled again on my lap, the hard spur of my cock 
waseven more prominent. It poked straight up now and 
felt as big asthe end of a baseball bat to her 
unaccustomed little bottom. Shewiggled against it with 
unfeigned delight.
        "Know what it is, honey," I
said, my fingers active inside her hotcunt.
        She
raised her face from my chest and I saw a sly grin on it. 
"Uhhuh," she nodded. "I thought that's what it was a long 
time agowhen I first felt it."
        "What?" I shot
back. "Say it."
        Her face flushed red but she spit
it out. "Your...your cock. It'syour cock, isn't 
it?"
        "Sure as hell is," I rasped. "Here, I'm gonna
have you do somethingfor me."
        I placed one of
her hands on the distended material of my 
pajamabottoms and said, "Take it out for me. Reach in 
and get it."
        She hesitated a couple of seconds
then went in after it. When herfingers touched it, I 
groaned. She was afraid to bring it all theway out in the 
open but I took her by the wrist and pulled,bringing it out 
in full view. It pulsed red and ugly, the foreskinpulled 
back and the smooth head shining with moisture. The 
sightof it was sort of scary to her, but when I grabbed her 
around theshoulders and pushed her face back against my 
chest where shecouldn't see it anymore, she very much 
liked the feel of it in herhand.
        If she had been
even the least bit experienced she would have be-gun to 
jack me off then, but I was glad she didn't know what to 
do.I was so hot I might have shot my nuts off in an 
instant if she haddone anything more than just hold 
it.
        "Now you know what a cock feels like," I
gasped, "don't you? Nowyou know what one is for 
damned sure!"
        "Oh, Daddy," she cried, "it's so big!"
         "And your little cunt's so small and cute,"
I said, feeling astrong desire to possess her like a woman. 
"Think Daddy's cock istoo big to go in it?"
        (The
thought sent shivers down her spine. Fear clutched her 
heartagain.)
        "Oooo, I don't know," she gasped.
"Are you gonna...are you gonnado that?"
        "Don't
worry, sugar," I consoled her. "I'll make it real easy 
foryou. I promise it won't hurt you...just tingle a little and 
thenfeel real good."
        As I spoke, I unbuttoned
her top and started milking her plumplittle jugs, while 
keeping up the work below at the same time. Ihad a 
thumb and forefinger in her snatch and was rubbing the 
smallwet inner lips together.
        (As a reply, she
simply hugged him close, tossing her free armaround his 
neck and pressing her face against his cheek while 
theother hand kept hold of his cock. She still feared 
having him touchher cunt with his cock, but he was 
making it feel so good with hisfingers that she was ready 
to let him do anything he might 
havesuggested.)
        I accepted her into my arms
and bent sideways, allowing her to fallslowly toward the 
couch cushions. Her newly-naked little tittiesjiggled 
sturdily on her chest as I deposited her on her back 
andsupported myself over her on my elbows. She had her 
clothes almostoff now, and her half-naked body was 
rendered even more desirableby the disarray. Her top 
hung on by one shoulder and her skirt wastwisted 
sideways and shoved high above her navel, even though 
itwas still unzipped.
        I bent over and kissed her
cheeks frantically, going from one tothe other and 
brushing her full mouth as I passed. I put my mouthto 
her ear and stuck in the tip of my tongue.
        (Geez,
she thought, her temperature soaring, that feels nearly 
asgood as what he's doing to my cunt!)
        I
retracted my tongue and whispered, "Take your skirt all 
the wayoff."
        She didn't hesitate an instant. She
moved her hand from the shaftof my cock and, reaching 
awkwardly around where the zipper was,jerked the skirt 
off in a hurry. I raised up higher from her so shecould tug 
it off over her feet. Watching her struggle with it 
washighly arousing to me, with her little tits jiggling and 
her armsand legs churning to free herself of it. And when 
she had it as fardown as her knees, it tangled with her 
panties, which she hadforgotten were still hanging there. 
The petulant frown from thismade me want to eat her up 
with love.
        I reached back and snatched the
offending articles from her legs.She exhaled in relief and 
with a foxy little grin on her face shegrabbed the clinging 
top and asked, "This too?"
        "You bet, sugar," I
shot back. "Everything."
        It was off in a flash,
which left her on her back under me withouta stitch on 
except for a pair of socks. Without any urging shepushed 
them off with her toes. She looked up to find my shirt 
offand my pants down around my knees. It must have 
been obvious thatI wasn't going to bother with the rest 
and I think she was glad ofit.
        (His hair was all
messed up and he had big drops of sweat on hisneck and 
forehead. It thrilled her to see how much he liked the 
wayshe looked with all her clothes off. Although it was 
the very firsttime any male had ever viewed her all the 
way naked, she was soexcited by the touch of his lips and 
hands that pride and vanityabout her body was much 
greater than the embarrassment she felt.
        (She
knew how pert and full her tits were and how her clear 
blueeyes looked when framed by the abundance of her 
bright blonde hair.And she could she that her stepdaddy 
was delighted at getting togaze at it all. She watched his 
face come nearer.
        (After that things became a
blur for her, a heated joining of armsand legs that fired 
her pubescent young body with waves of desireunlike 
anything she knew. The man was all over his 
stepdaughter'sbody, fingering and kissing her nubile 
treasures in an orgy of purelust.
        (Bridget felt his
mouth and lips on hers, where he forced histongue inside 
and licked hers with a passion that made her openwide 
for more. He ran his hands through her hair and made 
strangegrunting sounds. She felt his face on her chest 
then, felt hernipples enclosed by his feverish lips, and 
new thrills inside hercunt as well.)I slurped and sucked 
on her tits with my mouth, but both of myhands were 
busy in the wet, heated slit of her golden triangle. Iused 
one hand to hold the little cunt lips apart and began 
slidingmy other one all over her red, moist flesh inside. 
Then I de-licately touched her at that certain spot near 
the top of hercrack.She was almost out of control now, 
just the way I wanted her. Inthe back of my mind I knew 
that having her cherry split open mighthurt a bit, and I 
wanted her so wet and horny she would hardlynotice any 
small amount of pain that might result.
        Her
head was rolling back and forth on the couch and her 
lovelylittle tits were shining with sweat. She was shifting 
her assaround like she was trying to rub a hole in the 
cushion. Slowly,gently, I brought the end of my prick 
against her outer lips. Shefelt it touch her and worked 
herself against it, welcoming it in-side her from nothing 
but pure instinct. I kept up my carefulfinger-work on her 
clit, sliding the pulsing end of my tool forwardinto her 
hot meat a little at a 
time.
        "Ummm...ummmmmm," she moaned,
crazy for more of it now that she hadfelt 
it.
        "Take it, sugar," I rasped, "take it up that
sweet little fuckhole. Take it!"
        I surged
downward, driving the blunt head into her virginal 
pussyand straightening every crease along the inner 
walls. She was madefor it now, and she showed it. Her 
athletic young legs flew aroundmy ass and locked, and 
she scrunched her cunt forward with short,wild little 
motions.
        "Oh, Daddy," she wailed, her high-
pitched voice music in my ears,"oh...oh, my 
gosh!"
        I pushed my rod in and out of her cunt
with gradually buildingspeed 'til I could tell she was 
about to get her cookies, then witha final burst of energy 
I powered it to the end of her steamingcanal and popped 
through the thin membrane of her cherry. Beforeshe 
could sense any real pain from it, I jerked it out and 
pokedit in again, grabbing her by the cheeks of her ass 
with both handsand giving her more and more and more 
of the same.
        She was like a regular little sex
maniac by now, shoving her cuntto meet every thrust and 
wiggling her tits against my chest likesome little animal. 
I heard her breathing harder and harder andfelt her 
squeeze my cock for dear life.
        The spunk welled
up in my cock and I couldn't hold back a secondlonger. I 
drove it one last, insanely sweet time and spewed a 
globof thick cream into her. The kid was already on the 
brink ofcumming. When the hot juice poured into her 
horny little cunt, shecried like a baby and felt the wet 
explosion of her first climax.        --the end