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MEMORIES PART 1

I was a Daddy's girl. Always. I grew up with four brothers and an ice cold mother. No hugs, no kind words. I didn't know how the love of a kind mother felt but I sure did know the love of a father. He was stern to the boys but cute and caring to me. I loved him, I even had a little crush on him. Don't have all girls a crush on their Daddy? I think it's pretty normal.

I was his princess! Always his princess. That's what he called me most and he treated me like one.
"Everything for his special girl" was what he often said to me. I don't know when he crossed the line of appropriate love for a children and turned into my lover. There's not a specific day I can mark in the calendar. It was a progress we both made. And now, as an adult, I know it was wrong what he did but still, it doesn't feel wrong. Not back then and not now. He loved me and I loved him. I still love him like only a little girl can love her Daddy, her hero and the most important man in her life...and that's our story.

My first memories lead me back to me being around the age of four. Mommy wasn't there and I also can't remember my brother's being close. I lay sleepily on the couch and Daddy put a lp on, my favorite country singer at this time. I have long forgotten his name. Daddy sat down before me on the floor and pulled my bare arm to him and started caressing me. I remember it to this day because I enjoyed his touch so much. His rough fingertips stroking up and down my small arm. I sighed, my eyes grew heavy and fell shut when I suddenly felt Daddy's weight behind me. The sofa dipped and then he pressed close. His warmth engulfed me and I nuzzled closer, pressing my bum and back into him and searched for his hand to slung his arm around my belly. I tried to become one with my Daddy. I was like a little starved kitten. His hand slipped slowly under my shirt, his fingers sprawled out on my belly and he layed his stubbled chin on top of my head. His belly pushed in my back with every inhale and I closed my eyes out of pure joy. His fingertips danced soothingly over my belly, I listened to my favorite song and drifted into sleep.
It's one of my most loved memories because it's the first memory with his hands on my body and how loved I've felt.

After this day, we did it a lot. Cuddling. Often when nobody was around. Back then I didn't think about it. I simply enjoyed our time. It was during our special cuddling time that I felt to be loved the most. Daddy always held me close, his fingers danced over my belly and he kissed the top of my head and breathed me in.

Even when my mother was at home or the boys played with toys, Daddy found time for me. He pulled my grandma's blanket over us and I nuzzled into him. We both sighed, Daddy scooted closer and held me tight. My mother only rolled her eyes at us, being jealous because Daddy wasn't very affectionate with her or the boys. It didn't matter to me. No that's wrong, I was proud that I was the only receiver of his affectionate side.

"You are Daddy's princess, you know that?" he often asked me while he inhaled me and I felt his nose at my neck. I always giggled and laughed. Of course I knew! I felt special! And I always answered that I loved him and we both smiled at each other, glimmer of love showing in our dark eyes.

We lived in a very old house, I think my parents couldn't afford something more modern. The bathroom was in the basement. The way down was over stone-like steps, it was poorly lit and I was always scared. The water was only warm for a short time and then it was freezing cold. I was afraid of the basement and whimpered that day when my mother sternly told me it was bathing time (she was right, I looked like a mess from playing outside in the mud). Nonetheless I didn't want to go down there! Everyone knows spiders live in the dark corners of the basement. My older brother Michael made fun of me, telling me all horrible scenarios that could happen to me downstairs. Tears flooded my eyes. My lips trembled while I sobbed when my Daddy entered the room. His whole presence flooded the room and my watery gaze darted to him, pleading without words. And he understood.

My brother went dead silent and my mom turned with pinched brows away. Daddy asked what's going on and gave my brother a smack on the head, telling him he should stop teasing me. Michael left defeated the room and I was so proud of my Dad for backing me up. Then my father leaned down and wiped my salty tears with his large thumb away and I melted into his touch. I was the only one receiving his love and affection and my chest swelled. He held his big hand out which I took eagerly, my little fingers closing around his rough ones, a smile spreading over my face. I was safe! I looked up to my Dad and wished I could marry him some day. Mom didn't deserve him!

My father was a handsome man. He was average size but had the most shiny, dark, thick hair and always a dark stubble on his face. His arms and legs were dusted in his dark hair too. I had the same dark brown eyes as he did and I was proud I looked a lot like him. I had inherited his dark wavy hair, his symmetrical face, straight nose, dark brows, full lips and long lashes. Even his dimples showed on my face. Everyone called me adorable and a heartbreaker. I didn't care for them. I only cared if I was beautiful in the eyes of my father.

When we entered the bathroom, the stale smell of moisture flooded my nose and I pressed my father's hand and faltered.

"You need a bath, your mother was right, okay princess? You played outside all day and my little girl wants to be clean for her Daddy, isn't that right?" I nodded, sobbed a bit for dramatic effects and looked disappointed down at the floor when Daddy didn't react to my little show.

The hot water filled the tub and while my father checked the temperature I pulled my mud covered clothes off. He lifted me by the pits of my arms up and set me gently down, the warm water caressed my cold skin. There were no bubbles or toys like these days. Just water, a washcloth and daddy's hands. After he ordered,  I leaned my head back and he washed gently my hair, massaging my scalp and I closed my eyes. That felt so good!!!

"I love you, daddy. Thank you" I whispered, and my Dad stopped for a moment. I felt his presence near my face, he leaned in and whispered against my ear "and I love you more, darling". Goosebumps spread down from my neck over my arms as his warm, beer laced breath rushed over my wet skin.

"Lean your head back" he ordered softly and I obeyed. He covered my eyes with his huge hand and washed out the shampoo of my unruly hair and put an old towel with faded colours around my head. Then he took the washcloth, washed my face, neck and upper body. He was very thoroughly and careful. No soap or shampoo ever burned in my eyes. Daddy took his time at my chest, rubbed over those tiny pink dots and under my arms until I laughed so hard, tears ran down my cheeks and my belly hurt.

"Such a ticklish little princess I have" he laughed deeply from his belly and his warm breath touched my face.

When I had calmed down, he'd finished and made me stand up. The washcloth was gone and he put some soap on his hands. His large, warm hands roamed over my belly, circled my belly button and then his soapy hands traced down to my bare mound, lingered a brief moment and then his slippery fingers worked their way between my puffy folds, spread the soap over my heated skin. It was a quick movement, parting my lips, rubbing softly up and down, fingertips touching my innocent hole and then his fingers were gone and he washed my backside. First my butt cheeks. He rubbed slowly over my firm flesh, first left, then right. Then his thumb glided through my crack to my puckered. I giggled again and laughed while I tried to squirm away. We both laughed when he playfully reached out again and circled it for a brief moment.

"Good girl. Clean as the day you were born" he praised me. Then it was over and strangely enough, I was disappointed. It was like we've shared something important that moment. He put a large towel around me and kissed my forehead.

From this day on, Daddy always helped me bathing and I got used to his hands on my body, even stopped giggling when he washed my backside. I anticipated the bathing days instead of fearing them. I even was relaxed enough to notice his breathing changed when he washed me. His gaze lingered on me longer and longer and he smiled his big beautiful, dimpled smile, told me about his work day and I told him about the kindergarten. It was always the best when we were alone.

With time I got more eager, maybe even a little desperate for his touch while he bathed me, because when his fingertips touched my princess parts it made me a bit tingly, even the backside washing felt exciting and my heart beat faster. I innocently tried to press my hairless mound forward into his probing hand to get more friction, even stuck my bum a little out when he circled my back door. But he always ignored my little movements and didn't linger as long as I hoped for. Maybe I wasn't bold enough. Though I always noticed that his breathing was faster and louder than mine. I asked him about his breath and why my  heartbeat seemed faster and he said it's because we both enjoyed our special bathing time very much and our body wanted to let us know. It made so much sense to me. I was happy that he was honest with me and looked forward to the  next bathing day.

We simply established a routine over time. Cuddling up and Daddy washing and bathing me. We never sat together in the tub, he always kneeled beside, nonetheless I loved it! I craved alone time with my Daddy more than anything else and I was more than happy when my mother left the house, I was giddy and excited. Three of my brothers were younger and some times she took them with her or my older brother had the duty to babysit them when she wasn't home, because Daddy told him so. And when the living room or bedroom was eventually quiet I always was nearby, asking my Daddy for extra special time.

He never, not once, denied my wishes. He always smiled the happiest smile, took my small hand or lifted me up on his waist and we simply laid down and enjoyed each others embrace. We never cuddled naked, if that's what you think. Yes, he always put his hand on my bare belly because he knew that's what I wanted, he stroked my arms, kissed my neck and breathed me in. It was innocent, though one day and maybe it happened before but I didn't recognize it back then, we laid down on my parents bed, covered by a heavy blanket, I was close to drifting into sleep when I felt something hard pressing into my bum. His hand was on my bare belly as always and he somehow rubbed that hard, huge thing gently and steadily against my bum. His breath was laced with beer, a smell I always enjoyed as a kid because it meant my Daddy was very close. Today I know he was an alcoholic, but for me, the scent of beer or whiskey on his breath meant more time with and more love from my Dad. I pressed closer into his strong warm, protective body and he made a funny noise, like a dog when he don't want to let go of his bone or toy. It was a deep and gravely sound. I wiggled again just to hear that funny sound of him.

"Princess----" he rumbled. He sounded desperate but didn't stop rolling his hips. The hard thing pressed into my bum, it was warm and Daddy sounded with every thrust more funny.

"What are you doing, Daddy? It feels so funny" and it did. It didn't hurt or anything. It was just unknown to me.

"Shhhh, princess" he whisper-moaned and then added "I love you so much". My chest swelled with the same love I've felt for him and then, I don't know why, I thought about my mother and hot, ugly jealousy hit me, my stomach felt like being in knots and my throat suddenly hurt. I wanted him all to myself!!!

"Do you love me more than mommy? I, I can be your wife Daddy----" I offered and sobbed slightly in my childish naivety but I meant it.

"I love you so much more than mommy, princess... So much more.... Daddy had a rough day angel. I was thinking all day about my beautiful little princess. Daddy needs you" his fingers pressed harder into my soft belly and I squeaked only out of surprise but recovered immediately to answer him.

"You can have me Daddy!!!" Of course, I didn't know for what, but I was sure I could give my Daddy everything he needed. And with years followed, I did. His hips rolled up and down and then,

"Urghhh princess---, I am, I gonna,... Jesus..." He made another desperate, weird sound, his movements lost suddenly the steady rhythm, then he tensed and jerked behind me while his fingers pressed into my flesh. The hard thing on my bum twitched like it has had it's own mind and then it stopped jerking. Daddy laid absolutely still behind me, inhaling and exhaling deeply and some minutes later the hard thing was gone. How could that be, I wondered but let it slip that moment, because Daddy seemed happy and exhausted at the same time.

"Thank you baby. Daddy is so proud of you, princess" he praised and kissed the top of my head, breathed me in and his nose tickled the skin of my neck. His beer drenched breath was like a warm blanket, offering me affection and love. We laid there a long time, his hands roaming over my belly, massaging my scalp and his fingers danced over my arms. I was in pure bliss and couldn't be more happy...

The next day Daddy told me about his "thing". He said its his manhood and it shows his love for me by growing and thickening and sometimes he needs to be very close to me because the love he feels for me is overwhelming and when he can't be close to me he gets sad. He didn't explain why it was hard and then suddenly soft again, but I didn't care, all I heard was that he loved me and wanted to be close and that's what I wanted too! After this event it happened more often, the cuddling, nuzzling against my neck and rubbing over my bum. I was proud Daddy loved me so much and never questioned him.

Sometimes later, I discovered accidentally the joy the wooden bed of my parents bed could bring me. The footboard was made of wood and protruded half a meter over the mattress. At this time I was obsessed with horses and begged my Daddy daily to buy me one. Of course he couldn't afford.

You know how the fantasy of kids are endless. I put a puffy pillow over the footboard and sat down wearing my yellow wool thights, feeling like a cowgirl and started riding my 'horse'. My hips flexed as I mirrored the movements of a rider I've seen on the screen. One hand in the air, because I was a cool cow girl while my mound pressed into the pillow. I rolled back and forth when a tingle shoot to the center of my belly and legs, like when Daddy washed me.

I stopped, wondering why it had happened right now but it definitely had felt good. No, not good, amazing. I started again slowly but nothing happened. I rolled my hips stronger, faster back and forth, scooted around on the pillow and then, the tingle started again. Happy squeaks left my mouth with every tingle as I rode shamelessly the footboard.

The door swung open and my Daddy stood in the room.

"Wha--" he watched me intently and then he smiled his big, heart-racingl smile and I smiled back. How could I not, this was fun and my Daddy was here!

"Do you have fun princess?" he asked, stepped closer and leaned leisurely against the wall, his eyes centered on my "riding". My cheeks flamed because I figured I looked stupid. I stopped.

"Don't stop, princess. Is it fun?" Daddy encouraged. I started riding again and replied breathlessly "Yes, yes Daddy"  my hips rolling back and forth, but the sensation was gone.

"Does it feel good, baby?" Daddy wanted to know.

"It tingled! I was able to make tingles! But they are gone..." I was torn between being amazed and disappointed, my cheeks still flushed. I licked over my lips because they suddenly felt dry.

Daddy chuckled "Yes, princess, you look like you found out about the tingles" and I noticed how his hand pressed into his crotch. There was a bulge that wasn't there before.

"Is, is that a thing, Daddy, the tingles, I mean?" my privates still throbbed but the tingle wasn't really there so I slid down from the pillow and plopped down on the mattress, my hair disheveled and my cheeks red. I opened my arms like a bird wanting to dry it's wings in the sun and invited my Daddy for a hug. He stepped closer with a grin, his huge arms circled around my small body and he swooped me into his lap and sat down on the matress. Gently he brushed my dark hair from my flushed face.

"Yes, princess, tingles are a thing. Daddy knows a lot about the tingles. We talk about it another time, honey, dinner is ready."

He sat me down beside him on the bed and stood to walk out of the room. In the doorframe he turned around and winked at me before he left me alone.
Back then I was so so disappointed that we didn't talk about such things like tingles immediately but I also knew Daddy wanted us to have dinner like a family.

At the table, all my brothers and my mom talked and chatted with each other but my mind was somewhere else when I felt Daddy's hand on my thigh. We always sat next to each other. My mother opposite and my older brother next to me. I looked surprised up to my father and he winked at me, smiling that dimpled smile at me. My heart almost burst with the love I've felt for my father that moment. I smiled back, I was sure my eyes were shining with pure love. His right hand wandered slowly up and down my thigh. His fingers flexed gently into my skin, then he moved further up to the apex of my thighs and down again. My body was still warm and sensitive from the tingles so when his hand glided upwards the next time  I opened my legs in anticipation of more tingles. Spreading my legs happened more out of instinct than that I really thought about it. Daddy's fingers stopped when he felt my opened legs. I was close to crying like a baby because I feared his rejection but then his fingers moved again and oh so slowly they brushed between my legs. Featherlight touches, barely there, but the eruption of butterflies in my body was real. The sensation was so intense that I jerked and bit my lower lip. Then Daddy's hand was gone.

I looked up and found my mother's eyes on me. She didn't say anything and I don't know if she knew what was going on. She never said anything but it always felt like she was jealous of my relationship to my father. I didn't care. He was mine.

Until the next major step of our love , Daddy didn't mention the tingles again and I didn't ask. I trusted him to tell me when the time was right.

Some days later, Michael slipped after dinner into my room. I begged him daily for a story telling about unicorns and beasts and magical creatures. He was amazing at telling stories and always dragged me into unknown worlds full of adventures. He was five years older than me. We were typical siblings, some times we fought, sometimes we were close. This evening was one of the closer ones. We snuggled up under blanket of my bed and he started his story "one upon a time..." I fell asleep before we even made it to a dangerous dragon. When I woke up in the middle of the night I was alone and suddenly felt fearful. In every corner was a monster lurking. Shadows clawed at me and the wind outside was the hiss of a dragons.

With a jump I freed myself from the heavy blanket and run out of my room. The floor downstairs was lightly lit from the living room, so I tiptoed down. When I entered the room I saw the light from the tv flickering, throwing shadows on daddy's face.

"Princess, what's up? Why aren't you sleeping. It's late" he mumbled with sleepy eyes and pushed the empty bottles of beer to the side.

"There are monsters in my room" I whispered, nodded to  underpin my statement and walked over to my Daddy who clapped on his lap.

"Come here, princess" he held his arms open in an offering and a crawled onto his lap and melted against his warm, save body. A sigh left my lips and I closed my eyes. Daddy stroked my back up and down and kissed my neck leisurely. His warm, beer-soaked breath lulled me in and I pressed closer, nuzzled my face into his chest. His warm, strong body was always like a safe place to me. I slung my short arms around his belly and pressed my cheek into his body. The thump thump thump of his heart was a distant, soothing sound in my ears.

Time stood still before Daddy's hands moved down from my back to my bum. He held my butt in his huge hands and his thumb painted small circles over my nightgown on my skin. His breath sounded slightly funny again and I assumed his body enjoyed our closeness as much as I did.

"That okay princess" he asked as his soft touches worked their way from my bare thighs under my nightie up to my naked bum.  I felt exited, loved. My toes curled and little butterflies came to live in my belly.

I sighed and held my Daddy closer "mhhh, yes Daddy. It feels really good".

"That's my good little girl. Daddy's princess". He started kneeding my bare globes. His fingertips traced my crack while his thumb made small circles on my small thighs. He rolled my flesh in his hands, moved under my nightie up to my back and down again. His fingers followed my thighs to my bend knees, stroked the backside and made their way back again. I was in heaven. Like a sponge I savored all the love my daddy offered me.

"You feel amazing, baby" he whispered as he leaned down to kiss my neck again. Then I've felt his lips on my earlobe. He nibbled on it and occasionally traced his moist tongue over it. Shivers broke out on my skin and I heaved in bliss.

"That good, angel?"

"Yes Daddy" I whispered and pressed my flushed little face tighter into his warm chest.

"For me, too, princess. I love you so much" he spoke softly into my ear and pressed my body in a rolling motion into his belly. That moment I figured the hard thing of him pressed into my private bits but I already know it from our cuddling. That was his jerky manhood and I knew it didn't hurt me.

He rolled me back and forth, caressed my half naked bum and in between he lifted one hand to stroke my wild, unruly hair and whispered all his love accompanied by his weird noises into my ear. His fingers kneaded my flesh more intensely and he rolled his hips forward the same moment when he pulled my bum forward. The tingle started again and surprised I lifted my head.

My eyes found daddy's and he stopped, concern reflected in his eyes.

"Don't stop daddy. The tingles are back!" I wanted to let him know and he chuckled relieved deep from his throat.

"Pull your panties down, princess. Daddy makes you feel good" he promised and I followed without a second thought his orders. In the meantime he get rid of his pants and sat in his underwear in front of me. I crawled back into the same position and Daddy's hands were immediately under my nightie again. His fingers felt delicious on my completely naked butt cheeks and he started again but now he kind of rubbed my private parts up and down over his manhood and all those tingles exploded in my body.

Daddy looked down where my fleshy lips parted and glided over his underwear. A dark spot formed on the fabric of his boxers and transferred into my skin. It was sticky but the moist fabric made it easier to slide me over his hard flesh. My body tensed because of all the intense sensations. The sounds that slipped from my father's mouth were deep and husky. His breath quickened and his heartbeat wasn't as steady as before in my ear.

"Ohhh, princess. Look at you. Look how beautiful you are on me." He didn't really speak to me. He looked down were my puffy lips engulfed his hard, boxer clad flesh and pushed and pulled me gently up and down over his length.
I looked down and saw that the tip of his thing peeked out from under his boxers waistband. It was red, swollen and glistened. I placed my hands on my daddy's shoulder to get a better view. The moment I tried to look down my hairless mound connected with that swollen, glistening tip and a heavy sigh or grunt left my Daddy's mouth, his whole body tensed, his grip on my bum increased and white sticky fluid pulsed from a tiny hole and covered us both in hot juice. My father's manhood jerked and twitched and Daddy's head rolled back while more of this white fluid shooted out until his trembling stopped. I looked curiously up to him and found him deeply smiling at me.

"That didn't went as planned, princess. I am sorry. Daddy wanted to show you your tingles and was too excited because my little princess makes me tingly too" he kissed my neck and held me close.

"Really? You have the tingles too, Daddy?" I looked up at him and waited for his answer. He brushed my hair and replied "yes, angel. I have them all the time when you are close to me".

"So we can have tingles together daddy?" Hope bloomed inside me.

"Do you want to have tingles with me, princess?"
What a question! I wanted everything with my Daddy and especially the tingles.

"Silly Daddy! I love to have the tingles with you!"

"That so? But it needs to be our secret, princess. Mommy wants tingles too, but Daddy doesn't make her anymore. She can't know about you. Bad things happen to your daddy when she finds out" oh oh oh oh! I was afraid and swore I would never tell a living soul our tingle agreement. We intertwined our pinkies and swore.

"Ok, princess. Daddy makes you tingly too. Turn around and we play your favorite horse riding, okay" before he was able to finish the sentence I sat with my back to him on his lap. He placed me on one of his leg and my small legs dangled left and right. He put a hand around my belly and started with small upward pushes and bounced me on his hairy legs.

"Do you feel like a little cowgirl, angel"?
I did and with all my enthusiasm I told him so.

"Good girl. Now Daddy makes you tingly too. Try to be quiet okay. We don't want mommy looking for us" he instructed, bounced me gently up and down and then his hand danced over my bare leg leisurely upwards. He took some time to caress the crease between my thigh and princess parts and stroked my tender skin. My heart fluttered in my chest like a little bird excited for it's first fly. My breath was ragged. I loved imagining sitting on a horse and I even loved Daddy's hands on me more.

"Hmmm, so soft" he told me with a husky voice and his head leaned over my shoulder to look down on me. He pulled my nightie up to my belly and held it in place with his left hand. It was a funny picture, my hairless, creamy skin on his darker, sun kissed, hairy skin. I hold tight at the arm around my belly and then my father took my outer flesh between his fingers and rubbed the smooth skin.

"How does it feel, princess?"

"The tingles are back!" I squirmed and his nose tickled along my skin while his moist tongue marked a wet line on my sensitive skin. I melted into his touch, his leg bounced me steadily up and down and then I've felt his finger closing in the center of my princess parts. They were still wet from my daddy's juice and he took his time to massage his fluid into my flesh.

His fingers caressed my small slit tenderly, slowly moving up and down with his fingertips. So gentle and yet intense. My heart beat up to my throat and I nestled into his touch. I felt a finger slide slowly but purposefully upwards, my skin damp from his fingers as he suddenly touched this one spot. The same spot that reacted so sensitively to his touch when he washed me. A small, shrill sound escaped from between my lips as I arched towards his finger. The feeling was indescribable, I was happy and excited. A thousand little butterflies danced through my body and that spot between my legs pulsed and begged for more. Fire erupted in my body and I closed my eyes. Daddy caressed the little knob harder, circled it gently, tapped it, let go briefly to spread his juice over it and started all over again. My heart was racing faster than any horse and soft, unfamiliar noises crept out from between my open lips.

"Daddy" I begged, whimpered... For what I didn't know that day. I only knew I wanted to feel like this every day, no every opportunity I got.

"Shhh, baby, it's alright. It's like Daddy felt with you sitting on top. Let go." He rubbed faster and faster.

"Can you lean back, princess?" Of course I could and I did. Daddy pulled his boxers down and freed his massive flesh. He switched hands and now his left hand caressed my privates and his right hand stroked his parts.

I leaned against my daddy's chest like a little doll and let it happen. I was sky high by all the new sensation and watched in awe how my daddy stroked his hand fast over his flesh. It was massive, big veins run from the base to the tip. The tip itself was swollen, wet and clear fluid dripped from a tiny slit. I was amazed but when my father intensified his little touches I closed my eyes in pleasure.

"Yes baby, relax for me. Let it happen. Daddy loves you so much" the wet sound of his flesh disappearing into his fist felt the room and it was accompanied by these deep, strange noises he was making and my rapid breathing. My pulse rushed through my ears and the little knob between my spread legs pulsed stronger and stronger, approaching an unknown target while pleasure drifted through my body incessantly. Euphoria increased in waves until it was unbearable.

"Cum for Daddy, princess. Let go. I've got you." Fast wet thap thap thap sounds reached my ears and then I fell over the edge. My body arched, my toes curled and I exploded with pleasure. In a fast motion, Daddy put his hand under my chin and swallowed the building scream that wanted to leave my body with a kiss. Not the kiss I was used to with him. A real kiss! His soft lips pressed against mine, then he coaxed his tongue between my lips and tasted my tongue. I was too overwhelmed to react, still riding the indescribable high. He let go, his left fingers lingered still between my folds and the wet noise started again, fast and hard. It took only seconds and then he grunted and his fluid pulsed from his swollen flesh in a high arch, it pulsed and another robe shot from the tip and another.

I watched in awe while I pressed my back into his belly and let me lull into his warm embrace.

This night we sat there for a while, and he explained all those names like pussy and cock to me. His white fluid and what my privates are meant for and why they tingled. I learned so much from my Dad that night and was thankful he was able to bring me such pleasure and we could explore our love in the future.

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Since Ivory was born and looked up to me with her round baby eyes, her dark lashes fanning her round cheeks, she was my little girl. I don't know why I treated her differently than my boys. She brought a soft side out I didn't know I had in me. I showered her in love and affection and she melted into every touch and every kiss. She was simply a wonderful little girl. She was all mine and I was all hers.

When I think back, the urge to love my little daughter also physically didn't happen over night but when months turned into years and her huge, innocent eyes looked up to me, searched for approval and trusted my protection, I could resist her cuteness less and less until we moved from a parent children relationship slowly to lovers.

First I just stroked her little arms she held out for me, and I loved to feel her skin. She melted into my soft touches and sighed happily when my fingers danced over her sensitive skin. Then I couldn't resist to inhale her vanilla-summer scent, the typical scent of my little angel. And then, one day, I slipped tenderly my rough hand under her loose shirt to caress her round, little belly. She giggled and laughed but also melted and relaxed under my soft caress. Without my doing, my body reacted with hot flames shooting through my spine and a desire built, I've never felt before. She was so unbelievable soft, warm. And small, so small. My cock woke up with a sleepy jerk and I suddenly saw a picture in my mind...my beautiful little daughter wrapped around my huge dick. Cheeks red and lips begging for more. My shaft thickened in my boxers steadily to full size and precum leaked out. I obviously loved her with every fiber of my being.

I didn't do anything back then, too afraid to scare my angel. But my little daughter was like the sweetest drug. I tried to stay away...but on a weak day, were I already had jerked off - to a cute bikini picture of my daughter, hidden in my pants pockets- during the work break, I lost it after I've had some beer at home. I searched the house for her to cuddle with me and soothe the fever to be close to her, but she was already waiting for me, sitting on her pink princess bed I've built for her. That day, I slowly but deliberately rubbed my hard-on all over her soft round butt and she let it happen. She even seemed happy that she was able to gift me something I craved. That was the point of no return, knowing she enjoyed it too and loved to be as close as possible to me.

From this day, I masturbated on her butt as often as possible while I caressed her belly or arms. She nuzzled closer or caressed my hand with her tiny ones. We did the "cuddling" even sometimes when my clueless wife sat in front of us in the armchair and watched a movie. I whispered in my princess's ear "shhhh, be quiet, Daddy is full of love for you and it overwhelms me" and she always squeezed my hand on her belly in approval, whispered a hushed "I love you too, Daddy" and smiled while I jerked on my little four year old daughter, my wife within reach.

Other times my sweet girl sat on my lap, while the boys played with their trucks and cars on the floor. I pulled my mother's blanket over us and gently thrust my lengths up and down her small backside and she chuckled and made fun about my love for her. At this time it was enough for mey even fully clothed. Furthermore, I also had the bathing were I explored her body in a more innocent way. It seemed satisfying at that moment but I knew I was lying to myself, I wanted to make love to her, let her feel the love my heart carried for her.

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I already knew from our bathing routine that my sweet angel responded heavenly to my soft touches. She wasn't brave enough to give her unknown desires a voice and demanded more, nonetheless her body told me all I needed to know. With time, she pressed her hairless, small pussy into my exploring hand when I washed her baby slit up and down. She also stuck her round bubble butt out when time came to wash her adorable little butt cheeks. I noticed that she breathed faster, her cute little, creamy belly raised and fell with every inhale. She was just so adorable and I would've loved to devour her right there and then.
Though, I took my time, let her explore her body a bit by herself, waited for her to get braver and more desperate for my touch. I didn't want to take from her, I wanted us both to explore her sexuality together. I wanted to bring her pleasure while she felt safe enough in my arms to relax and enjoy my touch. And she did. She was so much more responsive than I could've ever hoped for.

That special night, when she climaxed on my bare leg, I told my little angel all she needed to know about our special feelings. All the names for our privates, what love making was, why men and women did it and what consequences could arise (babies). She hung on my every word and nodded in between like she understood what I was talking about. I am pretty sure, she didn't but she wanted to show me she wasn't a little girl. Of course she was, she was barely five years old when she orgasmed on my thigh. Her mind didn't understand  sexual pleasure, her body simply reacted. Though, she didn't react like a grown woman, didn't get wet immediately, of course. But with more time, I was sure her body would response beautifully to our love. And she did.

Of course, after that special night, my little princess needed way more attention form her Daddy than before and I was happy to give it to her, but it also was more difficult. It was challenging to hide our special bond, that she wanted my bare fingers on her cute little clit and to be satisfied. No, I didn't had any intentions touching my wife. I didn't touch her since my heart started beating for my baby girl, means at least more than a year. The problem was, we needed more quiet and no curious eyes from her brothes to make my girl all tingly and satisfied.

Work days were always super busy. Preparing dinner after work otherwise my kids would have eaten pizza and junk food every day, talking or more specifically - listening to my belligerent wife, taking time for the boys, doing some repairs in our old house... And I already had an 10hr shift five or six days a week. I was more than happy when I was able to sit down, have some beer and my daughter in my arms.

It took us some time to find alone time for each other...

One evening I sat on the sofa and my angel came happily to cuddle up to me and all the work and anger of the day were blown away. My heart made a little jump. Ridiculous heart, as of I needed a reminder how much I loved her, I chuckled to myself.
She climbed clumsily on the used sofa, plopped down next to me, pressed her small body into mine and pulled her grandma's blanket over us. She smiled mischiefly up to me, her dimples cute little craters on her cheeks and I couldn't help but laughed. Can she be any cuter?
My wife was in the kitchen, talked about something I can't remember anymore but I remember how my princess put her tiny hand on mine, brushed her soft fingertips over my scarred skin and then pulled it secretly under the blanket. The grin on her face was devilish and adorable. A sweet, dangerous combination and I should have known what was on her mind. She pulled my hand further and I froze when she placed it between her spread legs, while my wife was only some feet away. Though my daughters pussy was like a magnet and she radiated heat and pure lust and I couldn't let go of her warm crotch. I turned my head to Ivory and her round, dark eyes shone with hope and mischief. We both grinned like cheshire cats.

"Princess, your mother is close" I Ieaned down and spoke softly in her tiny ear while my tongue darted greedily out and licked playfully her earlobe.

"I'll be quiet Daddy, I promise. I can't make it tingly by myself. Your tingles are better!" she begged and my thickening cock suddenly needed additional room in my pants, pressed already against my zipper.

"Please, Daddy. I am ooooverflowing with love for you" and with that she got me and I laughed like I hadn't in a long time and pecked her red cheek in amusement. My baby laughed with me but pressed determined my hand into her mound. Jesus, she's killing me!

That moment I made a decision I won't regret until the day I die.

I swooped my sweet girl up in my arms, needed to steady myself because I've felt a bit dizzy from the excitement. Harshly I exclaimed to my wife "Ivory doesn't feel good. I bring her upstairs and stay with her over night".

"Don't fall for her theatre!" my annoying wife called back, the dishes clinked, probably cause of her anger. I needed all my willpower to not go over and put her into place for being such a bitch to her own daughter.

"Stop telling me what to do unless you carry your ass to work every day as I do! You can't even make a decent, healthy dinner!"

That silenced her and I walked with my sweet darling up into her room. I put her gently down on her pink bed and she lifted her upper body on her elbows. Her eyes locked with mine and her whole face lit up with love and affection.

"I love you Daddy! So so much" she slung her tiny arms around my heated neck and pulled me roughly down. I laughed and Iet it happen, swooped her upwards on the bed so I had enough space to lower myself down onto her tiny body. I shoved her legs gently apart and placed my groin against her needy mound and rolled my hips forward. The size difference was perverse. Her face barely reached my lower chest.

"Place your hands on my arms, princess and hold tight. Daddy makes you tingly" I promised and she nodded happily. My cock was already hard since she put my hand on her warm mound.

I snapped my hips forward and pressed my dick into the sweet pussy of my barely five year older daughter. Her curious little fingers wrapped tightly around my wrist or as much as possible and a happy sigh left her parted lips. I was still wearing stiff work pants but she was only clad in wool tights and was able to feel my hardness. She pressed her eyes shut and I rolled my hips again, brushed my hard, aching cock along her baby pussy lips.

"Uhh" Ivory sighed, opened her innocent eyes and smiled her breathing taking smile at me.

"You enjoy yourself, princess?"

"I do, Daddy, I do!" She was eager to answer and her little fingertips played with the hair on my arms. Another upward thrust. She squeaked and laughed and it was contagious.

"So you think this is funny, angel? I think this is funnier---" I grabbed her hips, held her tight in place and shoved her shirt upwards under her chin. I wiggled my fingers like a maniac and she belly-laughed and tried to squirm away.

"Daddy, noooo---hahaha"

The rest of her words were cut off in a squeal then fits of laughter as I tickled her sides. She squirmed and bucked under me while laughing. I blow one raspberry after the other onto her smooth skin when I suddenly became very aware that she was half naked beneath me.

My libido stood under fire and I went seamlessly from innocent raspberries to licking her tiny, pink nipples. My tongue darted out, pressed against her tiny nubs, flicked them until they were little stones while I held my baby in place. I took my time with the left knob, sucking and latching before I trailed tiny kisses on her soft skin and offered her right nipple the same attention. I lapped at her like a thirsty dog until I noticed she was completely quiet beneath me, only her fast breath brushed over my hair. Unsure I leaned up and was afraid to find her scared but what I've found reassured me that we were meant to be.

My little daughter had the biggest, heart racing smile on her face, her cheeks were a burning red and her eyes were glazed with pleasure. Her lips were parted and her little tongue peaked out to lick her lips before she pulled her lower lip into her kissable mouth.

"Princess ---?" I didn't know what to ask. I knew it was wrong but it seemed so right back then. The seconds she didn't answer felt like a painful eternity. The she opened her mouth and finally whispered barely hearable "don't, don't stop Daddy....please" and my cock jerked, precum oozed out in long beads. I didn't need more encouragement. I stood, went for her door and locked it. On the way back I undressed to my boxers. I didn't want to scare her away, last time she saw my cock only out from the corner of her eyes, when she sat in my lap.

I lay down next to my beautiful little daughter and turned her to me, we were facing each other almost nose to nose and I slipped my hand under her shirt again. Stroked her smooth, curveless hips tenderly up and down. Of course she was too young to have female curves, she was just a tiny little girl. My daughter, and she was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. My cock wanted her as much as my heart.

"Is it okay when Daddy wants your beautiful body naked? You can tell me to stop at any point, baby. Don't be scared to tell me "No"" I offered and I meant it. Of course I wanted her naked and of course I wanted to bury my fatherly cock as deep as possible in her virgin pussy but first and foremost I wanted her to feel safe with me.

Her cheeks burnt a beautiful crimson as she answered.

"I love you Daddy and yes, it's okay, you can be naked too,... if you want? You really think I am beautiful?"

"Princess, you are the most beautiful little girl in the universe. There's not a girl or woman more beautiful than you" I assured her and I meant it. My mind only circled around my little daughter. And my cock only wanted her. Even the prospect of a pity fuck with my wife or any other women didn't get me hard anymore.

I kept my boxers on. First I wanted her to enjoy all I had to give.

"And you,---" she thought for a moment about what to say "you are the most handsome Daddy and my protector!!!"

She beamed and my heart melted. I kisses her on her nose and answered "Well, thank you honey. I'll always protect you", then I turned her tenderly on her back and swooped her tights off her legs. Then she sat up and we get rid of her shirt. And there she was, my little girl completely naked and me only in my boxers. I couldn't take my eyes of her. She was so beautiful!
Dark unruly hair framed her face, her cheeks flushed red, and even her neck was slightly crimson. Her upper body and round belly were a flawless creamy white, two little wet, pink, dots adorned her flat, bony chest. Her chubby legs slightly bend and in the middle, like a treasure, her puffy lips hid her beautiful little, rosy clit and velvety virgin channel.

She fell back with a giggle on her back and I leaned down, inhaled her intoxicating scent of her soft neck and she squirmed when I licked her where her pulse raced. My lips pressed to her smooth skin, I sucked and the urge to leave a little hickey was overwhelming. I kissed my way down from her neck to her collarbone and felt her tiny hands caressing gently my hair.

She was such a good girl.

"That okay princess?" I needed to know. The urge to devour her was riding me hard.

"Yes Daddy, perfect" she whispered. Thank God.

I crawled further down on her tiny naked body and wrapped my lips around my daughter’s firm left nipple and began sucking it greedily again while I rubbed with my palm her right chest. My cock pulsed with every suck on her flesh and I couldn't resist to press my cock into the mattress. My boxers were already wet and sticky, my precum seemed an endless flow.

I painted a wet path from her rosy little nipples to her belly button when I finally reached my goal and breathed her closed pussy in. Heaven!!!

I sat up slowly and a deep groan rumbled through me as my fingers skimmed my daughter’s hairless mound. I pushed my hand further down to rub her puffy, underage pussy lips next. I knew she enjoyed it when her breath quickened and the sweetest little moans escaped her pink lips.

"Good?"

"Mmmhhh" I smiled to myself. Obviously she wasn't able to form full sentence, which I assumed was a good sign.

My daughter's body was tight and shivering under my gentle touch. I opened her sooth, firm outer folds and found her pink and beautiful behind. Her clit was the cutest one I've ever seen, small, round and a darker pink, almost completely hidden beneath a small hood. Her inner lips were tiny and embraced her small, pink hole like a flower. I stared in awe and then reached a wetted finger out and tried to stroke her plump little clit in circles but my finger trembled so terrible that it slipped from her clitty repeatedly. I took a deep breath, calmed myself and started again. I concentrated on my angel and my touches got more confident, mirrored finally my skills and I rubbed my underage daughters clitoris feverishly.

"Uhhhh,....hmmm, Daddy, Daddy...." She gasped so beautifully!

Her flat chest suddenly arched and called again for my greedy attention. I made the short way back to her undeveloped chest, lapped eagerly over her hard nipples before I couldn't hold back any longer, moved down again, shoved my stubbled face down between her chubby legs and immediately started licking her outer pussy lips up and down. I grunted and moaned and my princess cried out and arched her narrow hips up to meet my hungry mouth.

"Daddyyyyy---" she gasped and my tongue was relentless. I wanted her to cum on my face but first I wanted a real taste. I pushed my tongue between her firm folds,  stiffened my tongue to push it inside her untouched channel. I only got my tip in but it wasore than enough, her fresh, innocent taste exploded on my tongue like a cooling summer rain and I moaned in delight.

"You taste so fucking good baby. Daddy wants to eat you for dessert daily" that earned me a high pitched giggle despite she was riding my face like the cutest little whore.

I slipped my tongue out of her sweet baby hole to lick  up to her swollen clitty. As soon as I latched my lips onto her knob, I suckled it and pushed the tip of my indexfinger gently inside her virgin, underage hole. Oh my god!!! She's killing me!!! That was heaven and hell.

"Fuckkk soooo tight princess" I spoke to myself and my baby arched her back and shoved her little pussy deeper into my face. Unbelievable! I was licking my (almost) five year old daughter and she wanted it, craved it!

Caught up in the newness of eating out my own daughter’s pussy, I lost track. There was for sure zero finesse to my licking on her pussy lips and flicking her clit. It was a wet, noisy mess. I practically feasted on  my daughter and a vast amounts of my salvia dripped down onto the mattress. I gently played with her virgin hole, only my tip inside her, careful to only bring her pleasure.

Euphoria built in my cock and progressed to my aching balls. I was desperate for relief, rutted the mattress like a horny teenager but I wanted to make my little princess cum on my face before I shoot my load.

I pushed her legs back to her chest and shoved my face into her innocent, hairless mound even harder. I grasped her clitty between my lips and sucked it hard and incessantly while my tongue bathed it.

"Daddy..., uhhhh, Daddyyy" she whimpered and begged. It was music in my ears!

"Look at me angel. Daddy wants to see your beautiful eyes when you cum on my face" I ordered and her dark glazed eyes opened halfway. She looked so beautiful riding her high. I pushed my fingertip back into her opening and enjoyed the spasm while she moaned and shuddered around my face. Her daddy's face.
Her small body tensed, shivered and she bowed her light body from the bed. Her little head turned from side to side and her eyes were shut. Cheeks red and an adorable contrast to her creamy white skin.

"Da-Da-Daaaaaaddyyyyy" she bursted and let fully go. Beautiful. I could watch my angel cum every day.

Before she fully subsided I scooted forward on my knees, pulled my rock hard cock out and fucked immediately my fist. I was so aroused by watching my underage daughter reaching climax that it only took a few strokes and my own endorphin laced high shot trough my body, collected in my balls and bursted out of my dick. My shaft jerked and I sputtered ropes of cum on my daughters flat chest. My head lolled back on my shoulders and my hips thrusted forward, pushed through my closed fist more on instinct than anything else. I was in a delirium when my last shot left my body and landed with a wet thump on my angels flat chest, connected with other little splashes of my seed.

"Uhhhh, baby, ... my sweet sweet girl...Jesus... " I grunted.

After I was able to breath normally I opened my eyes, scared to find my daughter traumatized by my half hard cock hanging out of my boxers and everything else that happened before. My heart didn't beat any longer by love and lust. Now my heart was clawed by an iron fist.

Slowly, hesitantly I opened my eyes and feared the image that might show to me.

And there she was! Happy, sweaty, a post orgasmic little beauty with red cheeks and tiny hearts dancing in her eyes. The corner of her mouth lifted and turned into a full smile. She leaned up on her elbows.

"That..." she pointed a tiny finger at her hairless pussy and my cock "was amazing, Daddy!!! The best tingles ever!!!! I knew you had the best tingles! And your thing, erm c - cock is..." I waited with a smile "....is beautiful. It's so huge!!! And it looks so funny when it's spitting your love like a dragon spits fire...Can, can we do that again?"

I was a bit unsure if my cock really was 'beautiful' but I didn't press :) Nonetheless never in my life was my climax compared to a fire spitting dragon. I like to think it counts for something. Until this day it makes me laugh and it was what I did in that moment. I laughed and the stone that tried minutes before to drown my heart in regret, was lifted. I laughed so hard, tears rolled down my cheeks and I swooped my little princess up in my arms and kissed every corner of her small body.

Ivory giggled and wiggled out of my embrace. We lay down on the bed, cuddled, said a lot "I love yous", and planned with dirty grins like secret agents more "tingle dates with Daddy" as my princess called it. A lot was waiting for us in the future, good and bad.

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Memories

I know a lot of dads and daughters share a special bond, it's quite common, but ours was different since the day Ivory was born, at least I think so. I've always wanted a girl and made sure she always knew that I'd loved her with everything I've got to give, little presents, attention, affection, playtime.

After our first night, were I eat my daughter's little, hairless pussy for the first time and she came on my tongue, she was like a kitten and wanted me to touch her every occasion. Not necessarily in a sexual way but touches were definitely her love language. When I stood somewhere in our house, she walked next to me and took my hand like it was hers to take. She was my personal little shadow and I loved it.
At the table she made sure she always sat on the stool next to me, sometimes even on my lap, when the mood between my wife and me was relaxed enough for fun. And she managed somehow that my wife prolonged her bedtime -without any argue- by half an hour, so after our family dinner and some rest from work I was able to read my little darling bedtime stories in her  bed. My wife only rolled her eyes and thought it was typically Ivory, claiming her father all for herself but maybe she was glad that she had one children less to take care of. As much as she took care, I have to say. She didn't deserve a award as a caring mother.

Anyway, often enough I wasn't able to read a full chapter to my angel because we ended up giggling, cuddling and wrestling playfully under the blankets where my hands roamed over her petite body, played with her tiny pink nipples under her nightie until they were the cutest hard nubs or I stroked gently over her meaty pantie-clad folds.
Though the fear that my wife could simply walk in was a living thing in my chest and I never took the risk of undressing my daughter or licking her. Ivory got bolder every day and opened her legs as soon as I was in bed with her. For her it was a game that brought her the new sensations she craved. For me it was pure want, my dick painfully hard all day long, already throbbing and leaking when I crawled into my daughter's bed. We both wanted more and I knew it was a matter of time.

One evening, I sat leaned against the headboard, legs spread wide and Ivory's back pressed against my hard bulge. We were both covered by her blanket and I caressed with one hand her nipples until they were tiny hard nubs while I held in my other hand a book as a cover.
I flicked her little bud and pinched it gently. First my attention was on her left nipple and after I've found it hard and swollen I caressed the right side of her flat chest. She was an active girl, so she was completely slender, despite a cute little belly and her delicious round bubble butt. I couldn't resist the temptation and my breath hitched as I traced my fingers over her belly, played with her belly button until she giggled. Her underage pussy was like a magnet and I almost nutted in my pants the moment my fingers found her pantie clad pussy.

My angel had her legs already spread wide and her meaty, young folds pressed tightly against the cotton fabric. My index finger followed the tiny gap between her lips up and down, pressed the fabric in the gap like a second skin. The skin behind felt scorching hot. Ivory let out a little whimper and wiggled under my soft caress.

"Tingles?" I asked huskily with a grin she couldn't see. My own cock was already leaking and begged for friction.

"Yes, yes... Daddy. Please don't stop this time. Please..." she begged like a whore and my own cock jerked desperately. Since I feared my wife walked  in on a naked Ivory I've wanted to try something with my five year old girl, I knew worked on some women.

"Okay princess, be quiet" I whisper-ordered into her ear by leaning down and my large hand cupped her scorching pussy through her innocent cotton panties. I began to squeeze her swollen flesh firmly and rhythmically, massaging her hidden small clit with her own folds. Hot stabs of pleasure ripped through me the moment Ivory gasped and shuddered. I started squeezing her pussy-mound in a good steady rhythm, determined to bring her to climax. My cock jerked in my pants and my balls felt like they were full to the brim.

"Ohhhh, Da --Daddy, ohhhh" my daughter sobbed.

"Yes, princess. Let go, it's okay. Daddy makes you feel good" I moaned hoarsely, pressing my wet pants into her small backside.

Unconsciously Ivory began hunching her hips against my rough hand as she rocketed toward that desperately-needed climax like the cutest little slut. I squeezed her folds, massaged her young, innocent cunt and pressed my palm down were I knew her clit was hidden.

"Unnnhhhhh, Daddy... I feel so...! I'm so hot!" she sobbed.
I watched her lust-contorted face leaned against my chest as I continued giving my daughter a genital massage. Let me tell you, I was damned near coming in my own sweats. Her cunt was scorching hot and her swollen pussy flesh was actually throbbing through her cotton panties as I squeezed her. Then suddenly, without any warning, her whole petite body stiffened and shuddered. Her eyes were shut tight, and her beautiful face was a mask of pure lust as a violent orgasm exploded in her underage, hairless pussy.

Her young body convulsed as my baby ground her crotch against my squeezing hand, her belly arched beautifully. She went on whimpering and sobbing with joy as the intense climax ripped through her body. Again I was close to shoot my load in my pants and groaned like an animal. I couldn't get enough of watching my five year old girl climax. It's like a living wonder, every time! Right there, that day, I knew I wouldn't rest till I'd gotten my cock wet by her hot, horny little virgin fuck hole.

"Uuuuuhhhhnnnngggggghhh!" my daughter still moaned dizzy, as her thighs tightened around my softly squeezing hand. Her climax spun itself out and with a sigh she opened her dark eyes. She turned her head and half lidded dark orbs looked at me, cheeks blushing beautifully.

I didn't say anything right away. I was too worked up and too desperate. I simply lifted Ivorys small body up and sat her down next to me. Hectically I shoved my sweats down beneath my balls and pulled my cock out, the waistband pushed my blue balls up almost painfully but I was far from recognizing anything else than raw sexual lust.
My eyes probably gleamed with undisguised lust and my little daughter blushed even harder when she saw my enormous erection.

I looked down to her like a drug addict.

"Wanna touch me, princess?" I waited a moment, searched in her eyes for fear or disgust but only found curiosity. She nodded proudly.

Gently I grabbed my daughter's hand and wrapped it around my steel-hard prick. At least as much as was possible with her small hand, around the half of my girth.

"Jerk me off --like this -- princess! Make Daddy tingle and explode like I did to you" I said hoarsely, placed her hand on my length, put mine over it and showed her with heavy lidded eyes what to do. How to stroke her father's cock up and down, from root to tip.

Ivorys gaze locked on mine and she nodded with a devilish grin. Immediately she tried by her own to pump her tiny fist up and down my hard, throbbing cock. After some joined strokes I let go of her hand and leaned my head against the wall, moaning with pleasure watching how her slender fingers zipped up and down my lust-stiffened shaft. A vast amount of precum coated my veiny dick and her tiny fingers.

I had fantasized about this moment, jerked off to it endless times... My beautiful dark haired baby girl jacking me off... It was too much to hold back. My balls already tight against my body.

"Ahhhhh, yeah, princess, do it to me," he sighed. Ivory looked like she was blushing right down to her toes.

"Am I doing good, Daddy?" she asked unsure and looked me into the eyes, her rhythm unsteady but more erotic than anything I've ever felt before. Her hand brushed from my base up to my swollen hand, lingered a moment and moved jerkily down again. Fuckkk that was better than I've ever could imagine...

"So, so good, angel. Don't stop. Make Daddy cum..." my hips jerked and I was sure from outside we were an obscene picture to behold. Me, a grown man, her father, pleasured by his own little girl's tiny hands and drunk by lust only a children can awaken.

Ivory's lips parted, she flicked her tongue out like she imagined dipping her head down and tonguing up some of the delicious hot cream that was bubbling up the slit of my stiff cock. The urge to press her little head down and push her mouth over my cockhead was nearly overwhelming but I wanted her to enjoy our special time, not fear it.

My daughter's cheeks reddened with her mounting excitement as she worked my throbbing cock between her small fingers.

"Hmmm, so good, baby. That's it. Your my good girl..." I praised her, my hips jerking and muscles flexing. Encouraged by my words she pumped now steadily faster and harder, used both her hands, and I rewarded her with louder moans.

Her beautiful face flushed even more and my cock jerked and twitched in her small pumping fists. Fat drops of precum oozed out of my pisss-hole. My little angels eyes focused on my glistening, swollen cock head, her cute face flushing red with pride and excitement.. My cock jerked and twitched in her small pumping fists, as she eyed curiously the glistening cream. Daddy's love.

My little daughter speeded up her pumping, and I groaned in ecstasy, my hips bucking up off the bed as I fucked her soft fists. She breathed a sigh of relief, she knew she was doing a good job.

"Uuhhhhhhh, yeah, princess... fantastic," I groaned. "ohhhhh God, baby....!" I was so close, felt like blackening out. My whole body shook. Despite my haze I noticed that Ivory rubbed her thighs together and even more lust waved through my body.
Liquid ecstasy flooded my veins as I reached out to feel her folds again. When my index finger brushed over her panties they felt damp!!! I couldn't believe my daughter was getting wet at the age of five, so I slid a curious finger under the soft fabric and was hit by slickness.

"You're wet..." I groaned in surprised disbelief while I couldn't hold back the carnal desire that reigned my body. I stiffened completely and gasped loudly, my whole body jerked as I fucking exploded. There was no way in holding back!!! Thick wads of boiling cum began to shoot from my exploding cock, my balls jerked like I was breeding her and my cock pumped rope after rope up.

"Awwww, aaggghhhhh... babygirl.." I whisper-yelled as my balls emptied themselves in my daughter's hand. My muscles tightened and my thighs shook from the pleasure. Rope after rope spilled out of my piss-hole and Ivory watched the creamy liquid jetting from my cock,.... and leaned suddenly down, opened her tiny mouth wide, and caught the last few spurts of sperm in her greedy little mouth. Some drops covered the corner of her mouth and she licked her lips and  gulped it curious down. I felt dizzy as I watched her drinking my milk.

"Urghhh, daddy!!!!" was her first reaction as her face shot up in disappointment to meet my orgams laced gaze. Not exactly the reaction I'd hoped for. When my heart wasn't hammering out of my chest anymore I shoved my cock back into my pants, able to think a bit clearer and finally chuckled.

"That bad, huh? It's like medicine" I laughed and pulled her in my lap and held her close. I was extremely sated, tired and happy all at once. And don't let me forget relieved since my wife didn't catch me.

"What do you mean it's like medicine?" my darling girl asked.

"You know how medicine doesn't taste good but it helps you?" I felt her head nodding in a yes against my chest.

"Daddy's milk is the same. When you drink it, it makes you stronger, it's good for you" I ruffled her hair up and she giggled. I thought about it like a white lie. She will get used to the taste and before she can blink twice she craves a good shot of milk from her Daddy.

"Oh, okay. I wanna drink it Daddy. And, and does it make you tingle as well?" she looked up to me, desire to please me written all over her face.

"The best tingles in the world, princess! But the first time you can have daddy's milk we need to make sure to be truly alone. But I promise it's happening" I held out my pinky and earned a slightly disappointed nod, followed by a smile, like she came to a final decision.

"Okay, deal!!!" she grinned cheeky, leaned up to kiss my cheek and snuggled yawning into my chest. I read the chapter until she fell into a deep sleep in my arms.

With the following days I figured my wife didn't come into Ivory's room while I read to her. So we get bolder and settled into a routine of me bringing her to climax by massaging her sex through her panties, followed by her jerking me off quickly and licking away in a hurry the remaining drops of my cum on my cock head. I still didn't let her suck me off since I wasn't too sure about my wife staying away.

As you can imagine, the following work days I jerked off in the bathroom at least two times a day to pictures of my daughter little hands around my rigid cock (hidden on my phone).
I couldn't wait to come home, to take her in my arms, feel her and look at her as she climaxed. Dinner was a total new torture for me, since the only thing on my mind was her petite little body, her flat, boyish chest with that kissable tiny, pink nipples. I fantasized about licking her soft but firm pussy lips, playing with her unbelievably small, virgin hole and flicking my tongue over her her sensitive clit. I had dinner with a massive boner and when Ivory placed her small hand innocently on my leg I almost jerked my hips. Torture.

Despite our new 'reading time' the raw desire for my little angel only grew. I wanted to touch and kiss and lick my little daughters whole body again, cover her in my cum and let her suck me off. Problem was, I only managed to be alone with my daughter over night when my wife and I fought tooth and nails.

I can admit we both were definitely addicted to each other since that first night, me probably in a different way than my girl but her sexual needs blossomed with every passing day. Of course I knew I was the source of her newly found sexual needs but I never forced myself on her. I loved her. And I took great pleasure from making her cum, how her petite body shook, her tiny toes curled. How her eyes rolled back and her rosy lips parted in the sweetest O when she orgasmed. I'll never forget her cute moans, like she was surprised that her body was able to create this feelings, awakened by her Daddy.
During one of our usual Saturday TV night Ivory started climbing on my lap like I was her personal throne chair.
She was clever enough to pull a blanket over both of us before she started pulling my hands over her belly and stroking my fingers like she was my lover. Of course it was a matter of minutes until my cock couldn't resist the sweet temptation on my lap. Her sweet innocent touches of her little fingers thickened my cock painfully in my pants. My shaft demanded to fuck my little baby girl like only a real father can. Cheeky as my girl was, she rubbed her bubble butt in little rocking motions over my hard length and let me know she knew that Daddy was in love with her.

My wife sat as always in the front chair so I've had a good view on her. Able to stop at every move of her. Thankfully she was invested in the movies and her glass of red wine so she didn't notice what's going on behind her back. As much as I've tried not to touch my sweet angel in front of my wife, I couldn't resist. I kept one hand on my daughter's belly to keep her in place and my other hand slowly pushed her legs open. Whereby pushing is the wrong word, because the moment my girl registered that my hand started a little walk upwards to her crotch, she opened her sweet legs all the way up for her daddy. She earned a little harmless kiss on the soft skin beneath her ear and answered with a sigh. I whisper hushed her "shhh, baby, be quiet..." and  my hand slowly followed the outline of her cotton panties. Feeling those puffy little lips hidden behind and the heat radiating of her young pussy made my body thrum with arousal. My fingers pressed into her firm flesh and followed the covered slit of her delicious folds. After some minutes of soft strokes her body reacted and she got wet. The soft fabric of her panties damp.

How much I wanted to open her hairless folds and shove my fat, paternal cock into my five years old daughter! The feeling was borderline between desperation and insane want. I desperately wanted to fuck my own daughter behind the back of my wife. Literally. The thought swirled in my mind and I wasn't able to shook it off. I pulled my cock silently as possible out and it slapped against my stomach.

I pushed Ivorys dress over her waist and lifted her carefully up to pull her thights and panties down until her bubbly ass cheeks were free. She giggled the moment she felt my massive boner wetting her ass crack. I leaned down and told her to be quiet, that I was overwhelmed by my love for her and couldn't wait. Her cheeks flamed and she puffed out her boyish chest in pride.
I held my daughter's belly and used her body to rub my shaft between her crease. I leaned her body slightly forward and slowly rolled her ass up and down over my hard, rigid length. Her ass cheeks engulfed my heated skin while her gap was slicked by my precum. Up and down I rolled her backside along my sensitive, veiny cock. Ivory's little crack was so slick with my arousal it drove me crazy. I continued to use her innocent body in a steady but determined way. My swollen cock head heavenly massaged by her round, childish globes. The thought of how easy it would be to nudge my swollen cock head into her little rose bud made nut into my pants like a fucking teenager. My cock jerked and twitched and I spilled my cum between her ass cheeks and coated the backside of her dress as well as my belly in my load.
The taboo of touching and using me my own little daughter in front of my wife let me explode within minutes and a new fantasy was born. I knew, some day I would secretly fuck my daughter on that couch, during a TV night behind the back of my wife.
Unfortunately back then at her young age, my baby girl wasn't good at hiding her high pitched little moans and gasps, so I wasn't able to get me baby girl off as a Thank You while my wife sat so close.

"Explosion?" she whisper-asked and I covered her ear with my hand and answered "biggest explosion, princesss. Thank you!" I kissed the side of her neck. I've pulled Ivory's clothes back up and started playing again with her cute baby cunt without bringing her to climax. Her small body relaxed into mine and her back melted into my belly. Her dark eyes closed, red cheeks fanned by dark lashes and her rosy lips slightly opened, breathing aroused in and out while the movie was thankfully loud enough to cover it. At some point Ivory fell into sleep, my fingers still dancing on her cunny, dipping the fabric of her panties into her tiny wet hole. Memorizing every little part of her.
Before that first eventful TV evening, we had a serious talk about me touching her secretly around people because she didn't know she played a dangerous game. She always searched for a kiss or a little touch between her legs, wanted me to get her off or kiss her on the mouth... She knew she had to keep quiet if she wanted me to touch her as often as possible. So she tried to be a good girl. Of course I couldn't expect a five year old girl to keep silent while she orgasmed on her father's fingers... So we trained now and then how to be quiet until I trusted her enough to make my fantasy come true. And let me tell you, she managed perfectly, but that's another story.

Back to when my daughter was five (almost),... the tension between my wife and me grew with every day. I was tired from long work and didn't want to listen to her bitching about money and that she'd expected more from her life. We argued every day, went angry to bed and rolled as far away as possible from each other. Both annoyed to the max with each other and I didn't know how to live with her any longer until fate meant it good because one evening after we had yelled at each other, my wife stood in front of me while I had a beer on the couch. With her hands on her hips, brows furrowed she screamed at me that I had to sleep anywhere else but our bedroom.

That was my chance! Our chance. The boys already shared rooms, so the only option was Ivory's room.

"What do you think where I am going to sleep, for sure not on the couch" I argued, playing dumb.

"I don't care. Sleep in Ivory's room. We have a guest bed at the attic! I can't have you close to me anymore!" she yelled and slammed the living room door shut before I was able to 'argue'. Which I wouldn't since she did me the biggest favor ever.
A salacious grin spread over my face. She was digging her own grave and made room for Ivory and me. I felt like a massive weight was taken from my shoulders. Like a could breath again!  With new found energy it took me only an hour to rebuild the guest bed in my daughter's room. Of course I wouldn't have any use for anything but sharing it with my special girl. I tightened the last screw when I've felt Ivory's presence in the room and my heart made a little jump thinking about the good news.

"What are you doing, Daddy?" Ivory asked, dressed in a beautiful red dress and white knee socks, her dark hair up in a ponytail. I couldn't take my eyes of her. She had her little bare arms crossed over her chest, a move she had copied from me and I wanted to kiss her. She was so damn cute and sexy.

"Ah look how beautiful you are!!! Whirl around for Daddy" I grinned and circled my hand in the air. A huge smile spread over her face and she started a little dance, her skirt flying upwards, exposing her white cotton panties. My mouth watered and my dick knocked on my zipper for attention.
She came to a giggling stop and asked again "Daddy, what's this?"

"Oh, this baby, thiiiiiis is...." a little pause to increase the tension... "THIS is my bed!!! I am going to sleep in your room."

First she looked happy, followed by confused which I couldn't place....

"But you can sleep in my bed" right to the point my girl!

"Or you can sleep in mine!!!" I offered and swopped her up in my arms, kissed her soft neck and did a little dance. I couldn't believe how lucky I was. We.

"Ohh, okay!!!! We can decide every night again!" she offered.

"That we can, princess".

My little girl embraced me in a tight hug and tried to bring her face to my ear. She was too small to reach it, so I lifted her higher and felt her soft exhale against my ear shell. My cock jerked in my pants.

"Can, can we make each other tingly now every night, Daddy?"
I couldn't hold back a deep rumble of laughter and nodded at her. "That we can, too, baby".

I kissed her nose, then her mouth. I lingered on her lips before my tip briefly flicked over her lower lip. Delicious. Sharing a bed with my princess every night. I couldn't believe my luck and moaned in anticipation.

"Oh Daddyyyy, that's the best news ever!!!!!" she beamed at me like I'd hung the moon and leaned her head on my shoulder, her dark locks framed her face. Her eyes shimmered with so much love for me and I couldn't wait to be finally bedtime.

Never before was I that eager to go to bed... and I remember that night as it was yesterday, it was a long, exciting night for the both of us....followed by endless exciting nights.

Chapter Text

Ivory

Oh how giddy I was after Daddy told me he was sleeping in my room. My heart was doing a crazy little thump thump thump in my chest and my hands were suddenly sweaty as I fumbled with the hem of my favorite pink shirt with a unicorn in the middle.

My daddy was sleeping in my room!!!!
Not for only one night or two, nooo, forever he'd said. With my heart bubbling over with happiness I was his eager little helper and we put the bedsheets together on. I jumped playfully onto his bed to see how his bed would feel. I sat on my bum and hopped up and down and giggled, smiling at Daddy when I've heard the creaking sound of the mattress.
Oh, that sounded strange! I jumped again and my Dad's gaze shot up from where he was collecting his tools, his eyes wide.

"Ohh, that won't be a choice at some nights" he laughed, little wrinkles fanning over the corner of his eyes and I wondered why not.

"What do you mean, Daddy?" I leaned forward on my knees to inspect his funny tools on the floor. He stopped collecting them and  came walking to the bed, sat down next to me, pulled me on his lap and sighed the moment our bodies connected.

"Love making, angel" he answered and kissed the side of my neck, swooping my wild, dark hair out of the way. I loved to get all his undivided attention. He left a wet trail on my skin and after he stopped, I put my face against my daddy's hard chest and thought about the ominous love making and then I remembered our little talk about bees and flowers and love people feel for each other, or in our case, father and daughter. And I knew it meant he wanted to be inside my tiny body.

"Ohhhh that!!!" I turned my head upward, my lips stretched in a wide smile, puffed my flat chest out in pride and his lovely eyes found mine. A huge grin spread over his stubbled face, showing me his deep dimples. The same I had! We were so much alike.

Oh wait, that meant he wanted to put his shaft inside my body, my cunny???!!!! I grabbed his hand that was painting small circles under my shirt on my slender waist. I put mine over his huge one and started playing with his rough knuckles, deep in thought.

"You remember what that is, darling?" he played with my hair and swirled a strand around his finger, kissing me playfully on my nose. Silly!

"Hmmm, yes, yes Daddy" I assured him and nodded, thinking about my Dad's huge shaft and little tingles spread over my body like a warm blanket and my little babyish pussy throbbed. Even if I didn't know exactly what  'love making' really meant, my child body reacted to my father's deep, husky voice and his soft kisses with arousal I was by society means too young for.

"Are we doing that now since you sleep here?" I clapped my hands together! I couldn't wait for it!!! I would be Daddy's little wife, finally. Butterflies spread in my belly and I felt my father's hard bulge pressing against my bum and firm folds.

"Yes, princess, but not today or tomorrow. Daddy needs to prepare and stretch you. Your cunny is too small to take Daddy's cock fully and Daddy would never hurt you, ok" another kiss below my earlobe sent shiver over my body.

Neither of us said something after this while I was thinking about that for a brief moment and he probably was right, Daddy had a huge shaft....nonetheless, I was so disappointed that my lower lip wobbled, tears collected in my eyes until my vision blurred and I sniffed. I brushed the back of my hand over my dripping nose.

"Don't be sad, princess" Daddy kissed my salty tears from my cheeks and rubbed my back. "We are going to get there, pinky promise. And the way is going to be full of fun, tingles and explosions" he assured me and I felt the tip of his tongue brushing over my wobbling lip. I loved when he did that, the kissing. Goosebumps spread down from my neck, over my arm and I shivered.

"See, fun.., like this" he kissed more of my neck, flicked his wet tongue over my heated skin and stood up with me still on his waist to close the door of my room. With a quick flick of his fingers he locked the door, something that was forbidden when I was alone in my room. Obviously it was allowed only when adults were locking doors. Tsss... I couldn't wait to be grown up!

Daddy walked us back to my bed and lowered himself down while I was still sitting on his lap.

"Baby, ...." another kiss, this time on my mouth while his tongue parted my lips to slip inside. His beer laced breath fanned my face in a warm embrace and I closed my eyes in pleasure. More licking and kissing deep inside my mouth, his huge lips on mine before he huffed and spoke...

"Baby... I..., Daddy can't wait. Do you feel okay with tingles? You can always say no, baby" he looked deep into my eyes and I laughed.

"Daddy!!! Silly! Tingles are fun!" he didn't wait for more and pulled my nightie over my head and put me softly down on my back.
His dark eyes lingered on my almost completely naked, small body as he stood and undressed himself fully. His manhood sprang free from his boxer pants and slapped with a wet thump against his stomach and bounced back, still connected with a wet string to his belly. He really had a huge shaft I admitted to myself when I stared at it. Maybe he was right after all...  My hand found instinctively it's way to my panties, my little clit already excited.

"No, baby. That's Daddy's job. Always. I am making sure it feels good for you, okay?"
Ohh okay, I pulled my hand away obediently and nodded eagerly, my wild hair jumping up and down around my face.

Daddy's fist found his swollen, angry cock and he pumped it from base to tip (unfortunately disconnecting that wet string I was so fascinated by) while his other grapped his balls and squeezed. I've never touched them!!! If he would allow me to?

Before I could ask questions my Dad was back on the bed and sank his nose into my panties and inhaled as deeply as he could. Oh my God, that was so weird and funny!!! I couldn't hold back giggles.

"Hmmm, I can't wait to eat my baby girl as dessert" he rumbled playfully in a monster voice and nudged his nose deeper between my folds.

"Daddyyyy, hahaha, ....you aren't allowed dessert, are you?" I struggled lifting my head because laughter bubbled out of me like a boiling volcano. Daddy looked playfully up from between my spread, bare legs and the right corner of his mouth lifted up in a mischievous grin.

"Well, I eat everything that was on my plate, contrary to a little girl known as princess Ivory. So I think it's only right that I've have HER as dessert" the last words were spoken into my panties. His lips  nibbled softly on my folds, his nose brushed over my clitty back and forth. He made funny noises and I couldn't really think straight so eventually I decided he deserved a dessert... and to be honest, I would never ever have denied my Daddy anything. I loved him!

My father held my legs spread wide in place and I felt how the soft tip of his nose pushed against my magical button while his wet tongue pressed against my cotton panties. He licked my panties! His breath was turning from warm to hot and damp and my pussy started tingling like he was tickling me down tthere with his tongue. He was blowing hot wet air into my little hole and breathed me in like he needed me to exist. Before I was able to start in a fit of laughter again, liquid heat pooled between my legs and I gasped in surprise.

"Uhhhh"... I whisperes in awe at my Daddy's tingle skills.

"Ohh baby...., I've missed your babygirl scent so much, my sweet sweet princess" my daddy's lust laced voice rumbled. He took another deep, slow inhale and then his fingers moved from my outer legs to the waistband of my panties. His soft fingers pulled the material slowly down. Eagerly I helped him by lifting my bum. For a brief moment he turned the palm of his hands upwards. My butt and legs dangled midair in his huge hands. A deep grunt slipped from his lips.

"Daddy!!!" I wiggled and squirmed midair, throwing my legs back and forth. Daddy joined in in my fun and laughed with me, and then he tried to bite in my tiny toes!!! Like a fish he snapped his lips shut and I couldn't stop laughing.

"Ahhhh nooo, Daddy....hahaha" I stilled  in surrender and he caught my left foot and closed his lips around my big toe. It tickled so so much, the warmth and wetness around my toe. Before I could protest he let me go with a wink, his eyes shifting from my foot to my girl parts, still dangling midair like a treat.

"You little minx. Daddy  can't wait to pound you like that" he said while he looked at my sex. He pulled me further to him and pulled my little pussy over his rigid lenght. Up and down like I was a little doll. It felt good to be honest even when the position was kinda weird. The heat of his manhood seeped through my panties and he worked his cock between my covered girl folds.
His dark wavy hair hung on his forehead and his eyes were fully blown. His adams apple bobbed and then it seemed he came back from wherever place his mind had took him and he pulled my panties completely down and lowered me gently back down on the bed. Now I was fully naked, like my daddy! It felt good to be naked with my daddy. I knew it was special what we shared. I was special!

"Look at that beautiful, hairless little pussy of yours" he moaned. I looked down but saw nothing special so my eyes wandered back to my father. I was fascinated how he was worshipping me and my undeveloped body and my gaze moved from his strong chest down to his belly. A dark trail of hair run down to his manhood. His shaft was surrounded by lots of dark, tiny curls. I wondered about his dark hair while I had nothing at all. My skin was soft and not a single hair apart from my face and dark curls...

"Why, why do you have dark hair down there and I don't have any, daddy?" His dark brown eyes found mine and were now almost black and half closed when he answered in a deep, raw voice.

"Because you are my little baby girl...and way...too young for body hair....    Fuckkk..." he rubbed his hand  over his mouth and chin and the last words were barely audible. It seemed like he would almost stumble over them, his voice was deep and raspy. I giggled because he was cursing again and usually we weren't allowed to curse. Probably another rule that doesn't apply to adults...

Ivory's Dad's Pov

After my explanation which she accepted with a nod I've placed Ivory carefully down on the bed and looked in awe at her small, naked body. Creamy, soft skin and a stark contrast to her dark hair and deep brown eyes, framed my dark lashes. Little freckles spread over her nose and cheeks. Cute dimples when she smiles. Tiny pink nipples. A slender waist and a beautiful little belly. One to blow raspberries and move further down. My eyes trailed from her belly to her pussy. Hairless, innocent and only touched by her own father. Her folds were super soft, like velvet but also firm. Behind like a hidden treasure was her small, hooded baby clit, sitting on top of her barely visible virgin pussy hole, flanked by tiny little lips. She was just beautiful. Perfect in every way possible.

After I've had my visual fill I burіеd mу fасе іn her hоt, bald рuѕѕу. I couldn't wait any longer. I wanted her hairless pussy and her addictive baby juice all over my face. I dove in and сарturеd hеr miniature сlіt bеtwееn mу tееth, lісkеd uр аnd dоwn hеr pink furrоw аnd kіѕѕеd hеr virgin baby hоlе аѕ іf іt wаѕ hеr mоuth.

I wаѕ grаtіfіеd tо hеаr my baby girl mоаn аnd сlutсh my wavy hair аѕ I аtе hеr оut wіth аll thе еxреrtіѕе I соuld muѕtеr in that long awaited moment. My tongue was relentless. I licked her pink ruby until it was swollen under that tiny hood and poked with my stiffened tongue inside her virgin baby cunt. She was fucking tight and needed a good stretching before she was able to take her father's cock. I slid my index finger inside her taboo virgin channel and was rewarded with

"Ohh, Daddy...."... I answered with a deep grunt and worked my finger in and out. Her walls clenched my finger and coated it in her own arousal.
Damn she was my personal drug! Her breath came in pants and her small hips rocked uncoordinated but so delicious child like. My sweet five year old was writhing under her daddy's skilled tongue. Climbing to climax. Her arousal flooded my taste buds and I closed my lips around her tiny, pink clit and hummed. The vibrations were enough for my little angel to moan like daddy's cute little slut.

"Dad, .... Da--Daddy..... uhhhh, hmmm" It wаѕn't lоng bеfоrе hеr hірѕ wеrе јеrkіng rhуthmісаllу аѕ hеr сlіmаx rеасhеd а реаk.

"That's my girl. Give your daddy your orgasm"...

Wіth а gаѕр аnd а ѕhаrр сrу, my princess's bоdу ѕhuddеrеd аѕ а hаrd оrgаѕm ѕwерt thrоugh hеr bоdу. With a final kiss on her pearl and a wet stroke of my greedy tongue from her slit up between her fleshy folds to her little ruby I let go of her, my dick painfully hard, straining against the mattress. She lifted her head and smiled dreamily at me. Post orgasmic haze and I needed that too. My balls ached.

I pumped my wet cock in my hand and winked at her.

"Wanna make daddy tingly too?" I asked calmly but inside I was a raging storm of lust. I needed her hands and mouth on me!

"Of course, Daddy" she beamed, leaned up to me and kissed the wet remainders of her own juice from my glistening lips.

"Mwahhh" she was the cutest little thing. And she was mine!

"What do you want me to do, Daddy?"

"You can touch me, with your hands like I touched myself last time. Or you can lick and taste me, baby. Do what feels okay for you baby. Daddy loves you, you can't do anything wrong" I assured her and felt ashamed I was asking my own children to jerk me or blow me off. But want reigned my body and pushed the guilt far, far away. She robbed like a puppy closer on her knees and  without a second guess tооk mу veiny сосk іn bоth her small, child like hаndѕ. Sоftlу and jerkily she wоrkеd them uр аnd dоwn, gеttіng mе within seconds already to the edge. It looked pervert, her small hands around my huge shaft but I couldn't take my eyes away. She was my own blood and now she worked that body part that had made her.

Whеn а drор оf рrесum wеllеd uр frоm thе tір оf mу сосk, Ivory stopped and looked up.

"Can, can I drink it?" I nearly blacked out hearing her ask this. I groaned and swallowed the lump in my throat. Another fat drop bubbled out of my piss slit and my cock jerked angrily under her small, soft hands.

"Y...yes, lick it off baby. Drink Daddy's milk..." I huffed out, even in my ears my voice was gravely. My own, beloved five year old daughter gave me a blow job? Could life get any better? Gently I brushed over her soft, dark strands and whispered how a good girl she was.

Ivory grаѕреd mе tighter аt thе bаѕе like I was the best ice cream cone she ever held in her hands and then lеаnеd іn аnd lісkеd іt оff.

"Salty....like medicine....it's Daddy's milk...." She mumbled all to herself and licked her lips, without looking up to me. Thеn ѕhе lісkеd аgаіn, thіѕ tіmе ѕwіrlіng hеr small, pink tоnguе аrоund thе hеаd іn еvеr- wіdеnіng сіrсlеѕ untіl I fеlt hеr cute lірѕ јuѕt tоuсhіng my swollen tір. She was my death!!! I was a toy for her and I let her willingly use me for exploration.

Inѕtеаd оf drаwіng mе іn, ѕhе рullеd hеr pink lірѕ bасk аnd lісkеd аrоund thе undеrѕіdе оf thе сrоwn. Fuckkkk, thаt еаrnеd hеr а lоng, lоud grоаn оf luѕt frоm deep within my chest. My daughter's tоnguе trаvеlеd brіѕklу dоwn thе сrоwn and stopped at the root. Her other hand reached insecure out, then she huffed like she was gathering all her courage and touched softly my aching balls. I let out another groan and my hips jerked.

"Ticklish?" she asked, her fingertips tickling my hot skin. I could hear the smile before I saw her flushed face and the grin spread over her beautiful face.

"No..., no baby...not ticklish. Tingles. You are such a good girl for daddy. Keep exploring if you want baby. It feels so good. You make daddy feel so very happy" I praised her and tried not to show her my desperation, the urge to breed her like a father possessed.

"'k daddy" was her simple answer and hеr small hаnd wаѕ ѕоftlу саrеѕѕіng mу fat bаllѕ. She leaned forward and down and lісkеd thеm gеntlу, thеn uѕеd hеr cute tоnguе аnd lірѕ , kissing my filled balls like I kissed her mouth. I could barely restrain myself.

"Princess..., I.... please, ..." I pulled her softly away because my self control was cracking and my cockhead was oozing precum like a fountain.

"Should I stop Daddy?" she asked insecure and I finally gave in and let her have me, eventually we had the whole night to explore each other. And every night that followed.

"No, baby keep going. Daddy felt dizzy because his little princess is such a good cock sucker" that earned me a giggle. Ivory leaned forward again and wоrkеd hеr wау bасk uр thе ѕhаft. Shе lісkеd аnd kіѕѕеd thе hаrd rіdgе оn thе undеrѕіdе оf mу сосk, uр оvеr my puffy hеаd аnd ѕlіd hеr small lірѕ аrоund thе сrоwn.

At fіrѕt, ѕhе јuѕt tооk thе hеаd, аnd rоllеd hеr pink tоnguе аrоund thе ѕhаft, exploring and tasting her father.

"Can you try to take more, for me, princess?"

Slоwlу ѕhе tооk mоrе of my сосk іntо hеr mоuth, untіl ѕhе hаd аbоut hаlf оf mе іn hеr mоuth. She looked so adorably stuffed. Uр аnd dоwn, ѕhе wоrkеd hеr mоuth оn mу rоd, hеr сhееkѕ hоllоwіng оut аѕ ѕhе ѕuсkеd mе аѕ dеер аѕ ѕhе соuld іntо hеr thrоаt. Mу еуеѕ wеrе сlоѕеd аѕ I rеvеlеd іn thе fееlіng оf mу dаughtеr'ѕ hоt mоuth оn mу turgіd сосk. I wаѕ gеttіng сlоѕе, аnd I knеw ѕhе соuld fееl thе twіtсhіng thаt ѕіgnаlеd I wаѕ nеаr аn еxрlоѕіvе orgasm.

I squeezed thе bаѕе оf mу сосk tо ѕtеm thе flоw оf сum. My  baby girl рullеd hеr swollen mоuth оff mу сосk, аnd I ѕhіvеrеd аt thе ѕіght оf mу рurрlе сосk соvеrеd wіth my little daughter's ѕаlіvа.

"Good daddy?"

I leaned in and kissed her swollen lips, licked deep inside her mouth, tasting myself. Ivory still held my hard shaft in her hands, playing with me like I was a toy. And I was exactly that in her hands, more than.willingly. My hard member jerked and I knew I've lost the battle. I needed my daughter so badly.

"Perfect, princess. Go on baby. Daddy is ready, drink your milk. It's good for your health"

Thіѕ tіmе, ѕhе wеnt аt mе wіth рurроѕе, wоrkіng hеr hеаd uр аnd dоwn whіlе hеr small hаnd unrhуthmісаllу ѕquееzеd thе bаѕе. She wasn't skilled and that was far better than anything I've felt before. Up and down she took my cock halfway in her tiny, childish mouth, gagged when she took me too deep and worked me without any finesse within seconds up to the edge.

I соuld fееl thе іrоn tіnglе оf а hugе сumѕhоt bоіlіng оvеr іn mу ѕсrоtum, аnd I іnѕtіnсtіvеlу рut mу hаnd оn thе bасk оf my princess's hеаd tо bеttеr соntrоl hеr mоvеmеntѕ. Mу hірѕ wеrе thruѕtіng uр, trуіng tо drіvе аѕ muсh оf mу dісk іntо hеr mоuth аѕ ѕhе соuld tаkе but still careful not to hurt her or scare her.

Ivory wаѕ hummіng аnd whеn I glаnсеd dоwn аnd ѕаw her wiggling and rocking her slender hips back and forth like a bitch in heat I groaned and fell over the edge.

"Princess, Daddy is cumin, here's Daddy's milk, baby. Such a good girl! Swallow every drop baby...urghhhh, yeah, that's it..."

I gаѕреd аѕ thе flоw оf сum ѕhоt оut thе еnd оf mу сосk аnd before I was able to check for her, bаthеd mу dаughtеr'ѕ thrоаt. I ѕhоt а ѕuссеѕѕіоn оf dеер сumѕhоtѕ іntо Ivory's ѕtоmасh, аnd hеr thrоаt muѕсlеѕ wоrkеd in surprise and mіlked mу сосk empty. I moaned and patted her soft hair until I finished down her throat and pulled her head back from my half hard cock.

She looked beautiful. My cum and her salvia dripped from her shiny, wet, swollen lips. Her cheeks flushed red and tiny tears run down her cheeks.

"Such a good girl for daddy. You did so so good baby. Thank you, princess" I praised her honestly and brushed the tears of of her soft skin. She beamed at me and with a relaxed sigh
and I соllарѕеd bасk оn thе bed. Ivory sat bасk оn hеr hаunсhеѕ, hеr flat сhеѕt hеаvіng wіth hеr еxеrtіоns, then she fell playfully forward between my legs, put her head on my lower belly and closed her eyes with a deep sigh.

After some quiet moments I heard the soft sounds of her sleeping. Her head was on my lower belly, and I was still playing with her soft hair as I looked down and saw that she'd put her  thumb between her swollen lips, suckling. I reached down to take it away and she made a whining sound in her sleep.

“Daddyyyyy,” she murmured in her sleep, and I brushed my thumb over her cheek. She opened her mouth in invitation. I knew she wanted her thumb. She did this sometimes in sleep, it seemed to comfort her.

“Shh, Daddy’s got you, baby girl.”

I gently nudged my limp dick at her lips. Her soft lips felt good and wasn't Daddy's cock better than her thumb?...

“Daddy’s right here, princess.”

I pushed her head a little to the side so that her lips brushed over the full tip.

“That’s it, good girl,” I whispered as she began to suckle on the head of my dick. I watched as her swollen lips wrapped around me and began to suckle exactly like she did her thumb. Her eyes were shut tight and she was completely motionless other than her mouth using my dick as a pacifier. She created a little vacuum around my limp cock, sucked and swallowed like her life depended on it. Fuckkk that was hot. She used me for comfort and I was happy to help.

I softly stroke her creamy cheek and hair as she made the sweetest sounds and I watched her suckle gently like a baby. Heat ran through my body, watching my innocent, baby girl sucking me in her sleep and my cock came with a jerk back to life. Slowly getting hard and thickening with the purple tip inside my daughter's mouth. Carefully I pushed her head slowly back, so that even erect only my cockhead stayed inside her mouth. I didn't want her to wake up gagging and desperate for air.

“What a good girl for daddy” I praised and ever so slightly slid my wet cockhead in and out, pushed between her parted lips. I felt like a perverted and my heart was racing. My breath caught, and my hands shook with need as I fucked my little sleeping daughter’s mouth as careful as I could.

I pressed my eyes together as I felt my balls draw up, and I knew I should pull out. I shouldn’t cum in my baby girl's mouth while she's asleep, but she was just so adorable suckling on me like a newborn. I could have pulled out and cum on my belly but I didn't want to wake her up. I had no other choice but to finish right in her mouth. I've held the back of her head and felt the spurt of cum shoot out my shaft.  It wasn't a big load since it was 20 minutes that I finished down her throat but nonetheless as I released, she began to stir.

“Swallow, princess, it's Daddy's milk. It's good for you" I whispered, and she sleepily did it.

“Daddy?” she asked as she blinked and then looked at me.

“Go back to sleep, angel,” I said and held my half hard cock out for her. Willingly she closed her pink lips around it and started suckling me while she hummed and fell back to sleep. Minutes later I followed her into sleep.

I remember I woke three more times that night and ejaculated into my daughter's throat. She was eager to swallow every drop since it was Daddy's milk. When the first sun rays lightened the room her stomach was probably filled to the brim with her daddy's cum. Every single time she hummed happily and patted my hairy thighs before she feel back Tino sleep.

Before I went to work the next day I dove down between my angels hairless folds, eat her until she climaxed and her tiny legs clenched around my face. My finger slid back and forth inside her tiny hole, making sure she started with a good little stretch of her underage pussy in the day.

When I crawled back and kissed her good morning she slung her tiny hands around my neck.

"I love you daddy! Don't work too much and have the bestest days of all days!!!" she peppered soft, wet kisses on my cheek and my heart melted. I couldn't remember when my wife showed me at least a part of my daughter's affection. Not that I wanted that anymore.

"Want me to bring you ti kindergarten instead of mom?" I asked but I knew the answer. After all, she was my little girl. A daddy's girl.

With huge secret grins and winks we got ready for the day and I drove my baby with a huge smile to the kindergarten. I couldn't wait to be bedtime again... How long before she was ready to take me?

Chapter Text

Ivory's pov (5 years old now)

Back then, I was so fascinated by my Dad's manhood that I dreamed about it day and night..., the sticky, clear fluid shooting out of this funny slit in the middle of his tip and how much he seemed to enjoy to touch me. And since I was a little obsessed with my Daddy's penis, I drew lots of them in my pink sketchbook (a present of my Dad!) with my preferred glitter paint. Of course they didn't look like my father's, heavy veined cock, mine were cute and tiny, not huge and glistening. Nonethess, I loved them! They reminded me of my Dad's love for me. And since I generally loved drawing, I took the little pink book everywhere I went...Unfortunately so! Kids are stupid like that!

One especially rainy and boring day at the kindergarten when I pressed my warm forehead against the cool window and watched the outside world -drops of rain dripping against the window in a steady rhythm - my mind flew away to my Dad's manhood like the dark, rain-filled clouds outside. My book on my bent knees, I dreamed about my Dad and a swarm of butterflies came to life in my belly like the storm outside. With a smile I took my book and started painting little yellow stars around the pink drawing of my Daddy's cock. Especially on the top, from where his love for me shoot in thick ropes. The stars were a variety of smaller ones, bigger ones, some weren't my best work but I still gave my best and the world around me did no longer exist until my drawing was finally finished. With a satisfied smirk on my lips, I shut the book with a thump the same moment one of the kindergartners walked by.
I knew the second she stared at me, that I was in huge trouble. And my Dad was in trouble, too. Even more so. He always told me, that no one ever would understand our feelings and that it must remain a secret between us.

Stupid, stupid, stupid!!!

My mind went blank and my heart was thumping hard against my little chest in pure panic. I looked frantically around, wanted to run away... But where to? I wouldn't find my way home and Daddy said it was dangerous being outside alone as a little girl. So I simply did what every kid would have done. I froze in place, my fingers pressed hard into the cover of my book...and that simple movement drew even more attention to me!!!
The kindergartener probably thought I was drawing flowers and bees or some typical girlie stuff like that and wanted to praise me. Her long, pale fingers reached in slow motion out for my pink book and I tried to hold on for dear life, my slender  arms shaking, knuckles white but she was way stronger and towered over me with a genuine smile. With a plop the book slipped from my sweaty hands and I almost fell back my back from the impact. With everything I had in me I leaned forward on me knees and tried to snap it back but she lifted it up out of reach. Scared of losing my Dad I sank defeated back onto my shaking knees. I already felt tears flooding my eyes. This was bad, so so bad.

"Ohh what do we have here, Ivory? Let me have a look, I am sure it's beautiful."
Nope, I don't think so, but I didn't say a single word.

My cheeks flamed in a crimson red and I was close to wailing like a baby. It was my book!!!! She wasn't allowed to have a look.
Now, as an adult I know she meant good but back then I was scared like a deer in headlights. I knew pretty sure we didn't share the same opinion about the beauty of my Dad's cock....
The next thing I remember I sat in front of the table in the office of the head kindergartner and waited for my Dad. I felt the eyes of the middle aged woman sitting opposite, lingering on me, her brows furrowed in concern. She had asked me a thousand times by now if anything weird was happening at home, but I shook silently my head in a no, too afraid to say something wrong. She tried to lure me in, said I could trust her and wanted to know if my Dad would play special games with me.
Yes he did, but I wasn't so stupid to tell her. My Dad had warned me that some day people might ask these questions and he explained the consequences to me. I knew what we shared would no one understand.
I was anxious, wiggled in the plush chair, bit into my lower lip and tried not to cry, I really tried but couldn't hold back some single tears rolling down my heated cheeks. My throat felt sore from holding back my sobs. Nonetheless, llittle hiccups found their way up my throat and I knew the woman assumed she was right.

Why couldn't I stop being so scared?

A short but confident knock knock knock on the door made my head turn. My body shook with relief and trepidation when the door opened and my Daddy stepped in. Long, confident strikes. I held my head in place and our gaze connected. Silent words, unspoken but shown in his eyes 'it's okay princess. Daddy got this.'

I saw nothing else but his love for me and reassurance he would handle the situation, in his dark brown eyes. Those eyes that always looked up to me when he kissed my princess parts and licked me like the most delicious dessert.
I sighed loudly in relief, though my lower lip wobbled and my eyes watered again. I looked down and sniffed, I was so ashamed by my stupid mistake and behavior.
Before I could say anything Daddy swooped me up into his strong arms and sat me sideways on his lap, stroked my unruly hair soothingly and I pressed my little, stressed body against his safe haven. Melting into him, I calmed immediately down and knew everything was going to be good. My heartbeat slowed and I was able to breath again.

I can't remember the first words they spoke, because adrenaline still run high in my young body. Nothing else mattered in that moment apart from being hold by my Dad. But at some point the atmosphere shifted in the room and I started eavesdropping.

The woman spoke with a weird high pitched voice and I've heard my father's deep, rumply voice answering. He was a handsome man, that much I knew even with my five years. I saw how women turned their heads when he walked by. And right now, he spoke with his deep, calming voice to her that was reserved for me. I turned my head away from his chest to get a better look at the woman while I felt my father's hand brushing over my lower back, up and down. His unspoken words of reassurance didn't get through to me, didn't calm my jealousy.

The woman in front of us was now blushing and swiping her ugly blond hair over her shoulder. My small body stiffened in my father's lap and my little fingers clawed into his hairy forearm. He didn't look at me, but he put his other hand gently over mine and patted it, like he wanted to say 'it's all good princess, you are still my love'. At least that was what I hoped he was silently saying.

They both laughed while Daddy told her lies about my brother Steven (who was in another group and thankfully with a cold at home with my Mom).
He said Steven loved to tease me and his newest game was to draw all those tiny, glittery penises in my books. He obviously was in that "phase" were he took notice of the difference between boys and girls....
I was so confused that moment!! Why did he tell such a lie? I stared at him and like he'd felt my gaze, he pressed the hand on my back into my flesh.
What? What did that mean? I lowered my face again, too irritated about this whole situation and they both laughed even more. Oh how much I hated that woman back then!! My blood was boiling. I was a jealous little thing!

I can't remember what other things they talked but I still see her in front of my inner eyes how she blushed and played with her hair all the time!!!
Finally when we left, they both shook over enthusiasticly hands. She lingered in the door, waving happily at me while he carried me along the hall, my head rested against his neck. I shoot probably a million daggers into her stupid grin. She deserved it.

I was furios when we entered the car! During the ride home I looked stubbornly out of the window, counted the trees flew by and pouted. This time my heart wasn't thundering due to tingles but of rage. My little body couldn't handle those strong emotion and I shook like a leave in the autumn wind. Daddy spoke softly  to me but my insides were burning with hot jealousy and I didn't notice a single word for a while until he stopped the car in a remote area. I still didn't look at him.

A sigh...then silence.

"Princess, Daddy needed to flirt with her. She means nothing...you will always be Daddy's number one."

Pfffff... I didn't reply but stared out of the window. A second or two  went by without a word. Then I heard how he scraped a hand over his scruffy face and he added "and you are my only one."

My lips turned upwards hearing his confession. I want d to be the only one for my father. I couldn't hold back a satisfied smirk and faced him. He leaned over to me and it seemed his intense presence filled the whole car.

I took a deep breath and encouraged myself. Be brave Ivory, say it!... I swallowed. Now or never I told myself.

"Prove it, Daddy" I whispered, my hands fiddling with the hem of my skirt. I felt as tiny as I was in the seat.

"Prove what, princess?" he asked confused.

Arggghhhh. Silly!!! Embarrassment heated my cheeks. I took another trial explaining.

"That your heart is mine..." I stared out of the window again and felt tears running down my hot cheeks. Why was I such a cry baby??? A long moment neither of us said a word but eventually my Dad broke the silence with a heavy sigh and switched the car off.

"How?" his hand brushed gently over my almost white knuckles that were still holding the hem of my skirt in a fierce grip. .

"Make love to me, like adults do, you know what I mean, you've told me" I whispered and pretented something very interesting was happening outside of the car. I braced myself for his rejection. My fingers trembled and a steady steam of tears rolled from my eyes. I closed them tightly, a poor attempt to stop them.

Suddenly I felt his rough fingertips on my chin as he turned my head in his direction. His gaze was dark, hungry and sad at the same time. I wished he wouldn't have looked at me like that but I needed prove I was his only love. The thought he might want anyone else was unbearable. Since months I've tried to show him I was a big girl and could handle his love. Most evenings my Daddy ate me for "dessert" as he called it. He praised me with words like "Your baby cunt is so sweet princess. Daddy will never get enough of your small baby pussy. No one is ever getting a taste of you...show me that beautiful tiny pussy of yours. Hold those perky lips spread open and let me see your cute pink clit..." I always did as he said and even puffed my flat chest out when he lapped at me and groaned like I was his last meal.
And as often as possible he prepared me for the "big night" as he called it. I was already able to take two of his fingers inside my tight baby girl channel even when I felt like bursting. And I was pretty proud of myself!
And I drank his special Daddy milk because he told it was good for me and he liked it. Even during the night when I woke up, I scooted down under the cover and found his hairy, huge body always naked. I flicked my small tongue over his flaccid cock, shoved his flesh with both my tiny hands into my mouth suckled until he was fully hard. It was always a matter of mere seconds until he was fully erect and salty drops coating my throat. I enjoyed my father's groans and that he patted my head while he praised me in glowing terms, especially when I tried to take his manhood as deep as possible resulting in me gagging and gulping. "Such a good girl drinking Daddy's milk even at night. Such a hungry little kitten I have..." were some of his words. Eagerly I gulped down every single drop of his warm milk when his shaft jerked violently in my small mouth. With a satisfied sigh he fell back to sleep pulling me with him, holding me close...

"Princess? You hear me?" Dad's concerned voice tore me away from my thoughts...

"You aren't ready, princess. Believe me when I say there's nothing more in the world that I want more than loving you completely"...his huge thumb painted small circles on my chin while he searched in my eyes for something unknown. Though I wasn't finished to argue. Little girls never are.

"At least we can try it, Daddy. When I am not ready, we... we can stop. I know you won't hurt me" and I really knew. Another long moment of silence followed where my father did nothing but study me and stroked gently my flushed cheek. Then he nodded, more to himself than to me.

Was that a yes??? I couldn't believe it!!!

He leaned over to me, my chin in his hand, nose to nose. I closed my eyes and his tongue parted my wet and salty lips hungrily before he swiped in deeply, devouring me all the while his left hand found the way to my long skirt. Carefully he pushed the fabric over my knees and then his skilled fingers slipped under the fabric. With a soft pull he opened my legs wide for him, his tongue still swirling in my mouth. His fingers danced over my skin until he eventually reached my panties clad crotch. I gasped as I always did when my Daddy's fingers found their way to make me tingly.

"Daddyyy..." I sighed.

"Mhhhh. What is it princess?" he whispered while his tongue explored my mouth, swiped in and out. His magic finger followed the narrow slit between my folds. Up and down his finger moved, very calmly but with a soft pressure that left me wanting more. I didn't answer his question, my mind wasn't able to form words.

"Is my baby girl horny? Should Daddy make her feel good?"

I bit my lip, nodded silently and my breath hitched when he pressed the fabric of my panties between my pussy lips.

"Thought so. Gonna help my girl out" he chuckled deeply. His fingers danced over the fabric, putting more and more pressure on my hidden pearl. Liquid heat pooled between my legs, dampened my panties and I knew he felt it.

"Mmmm, is my princess already wet for her Daddy?" he asked satisfied with himself, my little hips rocking into him, desperate for all the tingles.

"Yes, Daddy" there's was no denying it, I felt my own hot slickness between my legs.

"Good girl" he rumbled.
I loved when he called me his good girl. My father's fingers brushed a last time over the fabric stuffed between my lips before he slipped his fingers under the hem of my panties and pulled them down over my ankles before his fingers found it's way to my needy clit.
He drew little lazy circles around my clitty, enlightened little sparks in my lower belly before he gently pinched the sensitive bundle between thumb and index finger followed by spreading my wetness all over me. He thoroughly used my natural lubricant to make me gasp and shudder. I shut my eyes and my flat chest heaved desperately for air. My toes curled in my shiny red shoes and I grabbed Daddy's free hand for support.

"That's it, angel. Be good" he instructed with a husky voice, the voice I knew meant he loved me beyond anything. His fingers never stopped caressing that tiny bundle of nerves before his fingertip circled my tight entrance feverishly.

"Uhmmm,, Daddyyyy...It's..yes...it tingles so much..." I begged him although I knew he wouldn't stop before he had sent me over the edge, watching me all the while closely. My small body arched unintentionally into his skilled touch, my hips rocked on their own accord back and forth. I had stopped kissing my Dad back because I was barely able to breath as girlish whimpers slid from my open mouth. Dad continued moaning while he still licked and kissed my mouth like he was starving. It didn't bother him that I didn't kiss him back. His fingertip circled my dripping entrance, wandered up to my clit continuing it's massage. Wet lips sucked a last time on my lower lip before he peppered small kisses along my cheek until I felt his damp and hungry mouth on my ear. In a deep voice he spoke. "Take your time baby girl, enjoy how your Daddy makes you feel. I can't get enough of watching my sweet little princess squirming under my love touches."

'Love touches'. I was obsessed with his love touches and his kisses... Everything my Dad did, made me feel special and beautiful. A soft hand brushed my hair away and then the tip of my father's tongue played with my earlobe. Sucking it between his lips, biting it gently. The same moment Dad's finger stopped massaging my clit before he slid the tip of his finger without any rush into my tiny, tight hole. My flesh felt tight while he pushed inch by inch inside until he stopped and grunted satisfied. I tensed for a moment when I felt a second finger brushing against my opening but then the finger disappeared abruptly and I exhaled relieved. It was always a bit of a struggle at the beginning to take two fingers.

"Shhhh, princess. It's all good." Dad calmed me down soothingly and my body relaxed immediately. My father's thumb distracted me from the intrusion by massaging steadily my needy pearl, pushing my pleasure higher and higher.

"Hmmm, ...uhhhhh...hmmm."

"Hmmm, what baby girl? You want Daddy's cock inside that tight little hole of yours? Want me to fill you up and pump you full with your father's seed until it's running down your bare thighs? Is it that you're asking for, baby girl?" He teased and pumped faster, flicked my clit harder.

"Be a good girl and say, 'I want my pedophile Daddy's cock buried deep inside my underage pussy' ".

I could barely breath but speak... I pressed the words out between every moan and whimper.

"Y-yes Daddy... I want, I want your, pe..ped ... your cock inside my...underage pussy" I didn't know what the p word meant so I gave up. I heard him chuckle accompanied by the squelching sound of him penetrating me with his finger.

"Fuuuuck...baby girl so needy for your own father" slipped from his lips in a deep rumble and I heard how he frantically opened the zipper of his jeans. He scooted close as possible, leaned his lower body towards me and placed my left hand on his freed shaft. His shaft was hot and jerked the moment my small fingers caressed him.

"Just wrap your little finger around my cock as much as possible, angel. Daddy's doing the rest, okay" I did and then he rocked back and forth into my fist while he didn't slow down penetrating me with his finger. The air was now heavily clouded by our body scents like when we fooled around in the bed at home.

"I am already so close, baby girl. Daddy needed to jerk off at work to pictures of his beautiful little girl. Couldn't wait to feel you again...you feel so good..."

His shaft twitched while I tried as good as possible to press my small fingers around his hot flesh. My father continued pumping his finger inside me, trailing wet kisses over the soft skin of my neck. Goosebumps spread over my skin and I forgot everything around me. The tingles intensified in my belly and my breath rushed out of me, accompanied by sweet moans.

"That's it princess.... It's so good. Hold that tiny hand tight around my cock" he ordered while he pushed through my soaked fingers. My hands were swimming in his arousal. Then Daddy turned his hand and wiggled inside my princess channel almost like he wanted to tickle my insides. After some probing he hit a spot and my body jerked violently. Red hot flames erupted in my belly and I arched surprised up.

"Ohh.....ohh, ummm, Dad?"

"It's alright angel. Daddy couldn't resist to see if my girl likes to get that special spot massaged. You are such a good little girl for me. Cum on Daddy's fingers! Rub that beautiful pussy of yours on your father's hand" I felt my Dad's hungry stare on me all the while his shaft flooded my hand with hissticky fluids. His hips rocked and moans filled the air around us. He rubbed over that spot inside me and I got lost in the sensation.

"Uhhhh....mhpppp...Daaaaaad" my small body shook with arousal and I strained against his skilled touch as much as I was able to. Electric heat and pleasure rippled through my young, innocent body, my girlish moans swallowed by the car.
And then I fell. I fell completely over the edge. My legs shook and my whole body tensed when my father drove me to climax. My pussy clenched around his probing finger. My heart raced a thousand miles as adrenaline and happiness flooded my system, over and over again until I my body was a limp mess. Oh so slowly, the high descented and my ragged breath became calmer. I felt still dizzy and opened slowly my eyes. Pleasure still lingered in my body, made me smile up to my Dad who's hard cock was still in my tiny hand, waiting for me to make him feel good too. My father pulled his finger carefully out of my baby slit and licked my honey away until only his salvia coated his skin.

"Delicious" he laughed and pulled my skirt back over my legs. Then he leaned himself backwards in his seat and presented me his hard manhood, bending his veined cock slightly to me with a smile on his face. I licked my lips eagerly before I crawled over to show my father how much I loved him.
My lips closed around his swollen glans before I swallowed a third of his length into my mouth stopping only when his tip bumped against the back of my throat, making me gag. I moved my mouth back to the puffy tip and repeated the motion but brushed my tongue over the underside of his length while I looked up into his dark eyes for approval. He nodded and stroked my cheek.
"So good, princess. Daddy is close. Are you ready?" He held my head and pumped faster and faster the rhythm becoming more unsteady with every thrust. Salvia dripped from my mouth and with a final deep groan he feed me his thick cream down my throat.
Rope after rope of hot semen shoot from his tip and found its way down into my belly. I swallowed and gulped every bit down, listening to my father's deep moans until his shaft twitched, releasing his last drops. After a final little lick he pulled out between my swollen, wet lips and lifted me up. He kissed my cum filled mouth hungrily until we both were out of breath again. His gentle fingers brushed my cheek and poked my nose playfully before he put his cock back into his pants, zipping them up.
Sated and happy I laughed and beamed  at my Dad. My anger was completely gone.

"Awwww, there it is, the most beautiful girl with the most beautiful smile. I didn't know giving your Daddy head would brighten your mood so much" he laughed as he placed a rough hand for a final touch on my warm cheek. I melted into his touch and closed my eyes.

"Is my good girl in for some chicken nuggets, now after you had your Daddy's milk shake?" he laughed again about his own joke and I joined happily in.

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Ivory's Dad

When I remember back that day at the kindergarten I am still close to a heart attack. I almost saw me in jail and my angel growing up with a woman who didn't love her. Lucky for me, the head kindergartener was more interested in flirting with me, than asking serious questions.
One the one side I hoped my sweet girl would forget about the promise I had made but on the other hand, I couldn't wait for having her fully. My mind was clouded how her girl, virgin pussy might feel around my cock. Still, there was fear I would hurt her.

A month after my promise and stretching her small pussy every occasion I got, the big day or better night came when my wife drove to her parents over the weekend taking the younger boys with her. That left me with Ivory and Michael. Michael was old enough to hang out with friends on his own, coming home for lunch and dinner.

Ivory was giddy all day because we already started in the day with a little orgasm at the breakfast table... she sat on my lap and I couldn't help touching her. I didn't care enough that her older brother sat opposite of us, stuffing his mouth with Kellogg's and milk. Ivory squirmed beautifully and wasn't able to hide her cute moans as my fingers slipped from her knees beneath her nightie and brushed over her hairless folds. She gasped as I opened her with two fingers and gently stroked her up and down my thumby spreading her own slickness over her needy clit. I knew she enjoyed soft touches the most so my fingers were featherlight over her young, innocent flesh. I was hard as a board myself, my tip almost poking out of my sleep pants but I simply enjoyed watching her getting off without a concern in the world. Her brother's eyes lingered on her, cheeks red. When our gaze met he looked into his breakfast bowl like there was a hidden treasure. He was 9 now and I didn't know if he knew what was happening beneath that table... and I didn't care, my lust reigning me. It took me five minutes max until the wet sound of my five years old daughter's arousal was so loud I was sure my son had noticed something weird was going on. My baby shook with every brush along her slit, my arm flexing under the table rhythmically. A deep groan rumbled from my throat hearing how wet she was for her own Dad. She looked always so beautiful reaching orgasm, I never was able to tear my hungry eyes off her.
Ivory whisper-moaned "Daddy, Daddy" again and again in an attempt to keep her moans down until she wasn't able to withstand any longer.

"It's okay, princess, it's okay your brother is here. Daddy got you. You like those breakfast tingles I am giving you? Relax." I teased her while I never stopped brushing over her swollen clitty. She looked at me like I hung the moon.
She panted as I pressed down on her swollen bundle of nerves until she bowed her head back, closed her eyes and let go. She shuddered and climaxed so beautifully, her mouth forming the cutest little O as she whined, her little  fingernails digging into my arm.

"Daddy, hmmmpp....".

"That's Daddy's girl" I praised her and when she slowly came back from the cloud, I kissed her flushed cheek looking over to my son's confused face. Michael stared intensely at his sister.. I knew he would never say anything to his mother or anyone else, because he also knew that meant trouble with me. I was very gentle with my little princess but my boys were raised with a hard hand, and he knew.

After this glorious start in the day we spend some time at the zoo, watched a movie at the cinema and went out for pizza. I remember everything like it was yesterday. After we came back home, we cuddled up on the couch to some Disney movie. I pulled the blanket over us and dozed of only interrupted by my son's curses when he entered the room, questioning why we were watching this girl movie again. I didn't mind him and nuzzled my nose into my daughter's soft hair and fell back into sleep until tiny hands shook against my shoulders. I blinked my eyes open. The movie was over and Michael was nowhere to be seen. I sat fully up, rubbed a hand over my stubbled face and offered Ivory my hand to walk upstairs.

"Up?"

"Is our night starting now, Daddy? The special one, you know!" This girl!!!

"You still want it to be?" I asked with a voice already laced with sexual need for my little daughter.

"Yesssss!" She swirled around in a circle in front of me, lifting her little nightie and let me see her beautiful hairless pussy. No hesitation in her voice. My dick lengthened in my pants, the delicious ache to touch her clouding my thoughts.

"Okay we'll try. When it hurts, we stop, okay princess?"

"Yuppp" she popped the p, looking smug with a deep grin on her face.

"Haha. Okay, come..."

I lifted her up, carried her upstairs and put her down on the bed we shared. She giggled behind her hand and stopped abruptly when I lifted in question a brow.

"What is it baby?" I asked as I teared slowly my clothes off my body, leaving only my boxers on. Her eyes wandered to my cock which was hard and eager for her, not hiding very well behind my black boxers.

"I think Michael has also a shaft" she answered between her cute giggles.

"Of course he does baby"

"No daddy. I mean like yours." She made a movement with her tiny hand and I knew immediately what she meant. I tried to be serious, I really did. It was hard not to laugh about a five year old girl mimicking jacking off. It was fucking hot and obscene at the same time.

"How so baby?"

"He, ..he..." She bit her lower lip I wanted to kiss right now.

"Earlier he slipped his hand into his pants and moved it. Like I do with yours. He thought I didn't see it, but I did Daddy!!!"

That answered my question from the morning, or at least partly. He'd started experiencing with his sexuality. Lust shoot through my body, imagining my sweet little daughter spying on her brother, watching how he jerked off. Did she like to watch him?

I walked the few steps to the bed and leaned over her, gently pushing her dark, curly hair from her face. With the other I grabbed my aching cock. I didn't want to share her with her brother but I couldn't deny that the image of them both having sex made me even more horny. There is something very primal about children having sex. They don't mind what they are doing, they just feel, overwhelmed by what their bodies are offering. And of course it's the taboo nature. Those small bodies, no curves, no muscles, just children exploring each other's sex and having fun. A groan made it's way from my throat when I whispered...

"Did you like watching him, princess? Did it make your girl pussy wet, soaked your princess parts?" I sat down on the edge and playfully pulled her body by her slender ankle to me, laughing and tickling her cute naked feet.
She squeaked in surprise and before she  was able to react by kicking her legs I opened them wide, pressed my finger between her bald folds, brushed along her hairless slit, and found her wet and slick. My cock jumped in my pants eagerly, ready to enter my precious girl's virgin pussy.

"Jesus, princess, you're dripping. Did I make you a sweet little slut, baby girl?" I asked her but I was sure, it was my doing that made her so receptive for sexual want. She didn't really understand what I was saying and it didn't matter because the urge to claim her was overwhelming now. My nostrils flared inhaling her sweet honey scent.
I let go of her tiny feet as I stood to get eventually rid of my boxers, a wet spot staining them. Ivory rolled back on her back, anticipation, fear, longing and love sparkling in her dark eyes. Blood rushed wildly through my veins and my head pounded with shock and excitement at the sight of her, knowing what was waiting ahead of us.

"Pull that nighie of, baby. Daddy wants to see that beautiful body of yours".

I slipped eagerly out off my boxers, my hard as steel cock bounced again my stomach and left a wet spot in place. When I looked back to my daughter she was naked as a new born, the nightie scrunched on the bedsheets next to her.
She looked like a life-sized doll with her slender arms at her sides, gripping the bed sheets out of nervousness. Her belly rose and fell fast. Her cheeks a crimson red. She was breathtaking. Smooth fair skin, dark wavy hair draped like a halo around her head. A flat, almost bony chest with pale pink nipples already hard waiting for me to suck.
And a totally bald pussy I couldn't look away from. Her meaty, hairless folds with the most beautiful slit in between, hiding her lovely tiny clit and the barely visible entrance to her body.
All I could think about in that moment was spreading her soft legs and sliding my aching cock into her underage pussy. I imagined how she’d wince and whimper and hopefully bite her lip in pleasure as I worked each hard inch deeper into her too-tight hole.

"Fuckkk" I pumped my aching cock and felt already like shooting my load. My balls were tight and ready to unload. Fuckkk! I grabbed my balls and squeezed until it hurt, my eyes fixated on my daughters waiting body. My cock didn't get the memo though.

"Daddy, what is wrong?" She leaned up on her elbows, voice shaking with concern.

"Uhm, nothing princess. Just admiring my little angle girl and can't believe I am making my little girl a woman today" pre-cum spilled from my tip by the mere thought of fucking my own daughter. My own flesh and blood. Five years old. This was insane. And I was never aroused like this ever before. I took literally my breath away.

"But I am still your princess, after we make love like adults?" Oh my heart! She was the cutest. I walked over to the bed and sat down at the edge again.

"Of course!!! You will always be my baby girl and my princess, no matter what" and I meant it. I knew it was wrong what I was going to do but I knew I would love her my whole life, even when she was pregnant with my children. For a brief moment guilt flooded my veins. Fucking my flesh-and-blood daughter was bad. So so bad. I was her father. She trusted me to do the right things. 50% of her genetics was mine, and fuck, if that thought didn't turn me on even more and silenced the guilt. Besides I told myself, I was the best person to take her virginity. Some inexperienced boy might hurt her, but I would make sure she enjoyed the experience even at the age of five.
I pushed her under her arms up on the bed, leaned my heavy body over her naked one and started kissing her. I poured all my love for her in the kiss and hoped she was able to feel it. The tip of my tongue parted her lips gently and slipped inside, devouring her. I swirled around her smaller tongue and brushed my hand over her cheek. Caressing her.

"I love you princess." I told her between my kisses.

"Love you too Daddy! To the moon!"

My heart ached at her statement as did my cock. I took my time and slowly  kissed my way from her now swollen lips, along her neck, to her flat, bony chest. Her rosy little nipples woke up again under my flicking tongue like they've waited for me to fondle them.

"Does your Daddy's tongue feels good on my baby?" I mumbled as I brought my attention away from her right nipple to her left. Sucking on it hungrily. Her areola was not yet developed fully, even barely visible, but hardened nonetheless beautifully under my soft caress.

"Hmmm, yes Daddy" I felt that she was nodding with her head and grinned. I peppered open mouthed kisses on her flat stomach. Her belly lifting and falling quickly, quicker as usual. To relax her I blew some raspberries onto her belly until she giggled before I traced my kisses further down and reached her pink, hairless folds. Before I could swipe my tongue through her slit she stopped me.

“Wait, Daddy!" she breathed, tapping the top of my head with her tiny fingers. “Will it hurt?”

“No baby, this won't hurt. You know this part, it's were you are my most favorite dessert. It won’t hurt at all.” I blew a soft breeze over her girl pussy and she plopped back onto the bed with a cute sigh. Relaxing under me.

I lowered my stubbly face and licked long laps along her bare baby pussy with my flat tongue. When I poked the tip against her clit she gasped and jerked as she always did. So very responsive, my little girl. I grabbed her slender hips, held her in place as I savored her girl slit again and then dipped my tongue between her labia. I licked over and over, lapping the sweet honey from her silky smooth lips. I rolled my hungry tongue over her tiny, pink clit and sucked at it as she moaned and bucked her small pelvis uncontrollably under me. Within mere seconds, she cried out as her orgasm wracked her small body, but I held her down and sucked her nub as waves of pleasure rolled through her. I stroked my wet tongue over her bald folds, now slick with her own delicious juices. She bit her lower lip as I continued lapping at her moisture and pushed one finger carefully inside her virgin pussy. She was so fucking tight. It would take time and gentle effort to get my dick all the way inside her, I already knew that and it took all my willpower to restrain myself. I knew her girl vagina was not developed enough to take me completely but half of it, with any luck? I slipped another finger in her dripping wet hole as I did the last weeks to get her ready for my cock. I scissored my fingers to stretch her slowly as I went back to rubbing slow circles over her sensitive nub with my tongue. When her cute moans grew louder, and her breaths came faster again, I stopped. I didn't want to bring her to another climax. I wanted her desperate for her Daddy's cock. She needed a moment before she realized that I had stopped. Then she reacted as I knew she would and grinned to myself.

"Daddy!!!!" She leaned up, confused. "Why, why did you stop? I was full of all the amazing tingles!!!" I crawled up to her and kissed her flushed cheek.

"Because Daddy wants us both to have tingles at the same time, princess. I need to be inside your body. Need to fill you up with my cum. With Daddy's cum" my voice was so deep and broken.

"This is the part that hurts, isn’t it?” her voice shook. My poor little angle. I knelt between her spread legs and stroked dreamily my thick, dripping cockhead over her wet child pussy.

“Yes, baby. It will hurt at first, but I’ll be gentle with you until you’re ready, okay?”
I knew she trusted me but I couldn't take the pain from her.

"You are my brave little girl, aren't you?"

“Yes, Daddy. Always” the look in her innocent eyes changed from scared to determined.

"That's my girl!" I kissed one last time her cheek, then leaned back and straightened my upper body almost completely. Our body size difference was so huge that I only could see her face when I sat on my knees. And wanted to see every emotion, able to recognize pain and pleasure. With a final, shaky breath I reached between us, repositioned myself. I opened her meaty petals and guided my cock with a trembling hand to her tiny entrance. She was wet from her pussy fluids minutes before and from my spit. I rubbed my meat over her nub before my finger overtook the part of distracting her. I bumped my dripping tip against her opening, letting her know I was where I always belonged to be. Ready to unite with my daughter in the most primal way possible.
I lingered a moment at her opening before I nudged my cock head slowly inside, very aware how her tight rippled walls made painfully slow room for my shaft.

"How is it baby?" I breathed out.

"Full?"

"That's how it's supposed to feel, Angel" I chuckled and my cock jumped in her slim hole, making her flinch a brief moment. After a further minute I was half an inch into my daughter's warm virgin pussy and the mere sight made me dizzy. My balls rippled and precum oozed into my daughter.

"You feel so good..." I mumbled as sweat rolled from my forehead and down my back from the sheer force of holding back. I wanted so badly to slam ballsdeep inside her. I eased further in slowly, giving Ivory ample time to adjust to my size as I stretched her virgin baby tunnel. It felt like a lifetime. Pure torture. My cock pulsed and her young tight walls clamped down hard around me. Her wet heat engulfed me, made me high. I took all my strength to press the next words out.

"How is it baby?" I asked between shallow thrusts. Barely moving. Just keeping her open enough to work myself further in.

"I..., I feel like bursting Daddy. But it's not bad!" She grinned up at me before her eyes moved down to her spread legs, where my cock entered her tiny body.

"We are logged together Daddy" she pointed a small finger at my cock disappearing inside her minor hole.

"Yes, angel. And Daddy really needs to move a bit further in. You feel so good around Daddy's cock...fuckkk...that okay?" I asked while I watched as I sank deeper into my daughter's cunt. Her opening was stretched obscenely wide, the edges a bit puffy and red. Since I fingerfucked her thouroughly the last weeks, not much of her hymen was intact but I knew taking more of me would hurt nonetheless. I slid my veiny meat in and out of her gripping pussy for a few times and then paused. Leaning over her slender, child body, I kissed her softly.

“I love you, baby. Close your eyes. Daddy needs to push in as far as possible now. We are almost there” I warned her.
Ivory took a deep breath as I pulled back and slid further in before she could react otherwise. She whimpered and pressed down around me, clearly in discomfort but I needed to claim her body as mine now. When I came to a hold, my shaft was buried a third inside my five year old daughters cunt and I stilled for a few seconds. From the corners of her eyes I thumbed her salty tears away and smiled encouragingly down at her.

"Now it gets better, princess. That was the worst part. A good part of Daddy's cock is now inside your delicious tight girl pussy. We are connected like adult lovers."  She nodded bravely and hiccuped. I waited until she was relaxed enough before I eased my aching cock in and out, gradually pushing deeper until I couldn’t go any further without hurting her. She took a good half of me as her spongey inner walls stretched and molded to my hard shaft, coating me with her juices. I slid slowly in and out , brushed over her clit and when her whimpers turned to moans of pleasure, I moved faster, burying myself as deep as possible in her warm child pussy with every gentle thrust.

“Fuck, baby girl you feel so good around my cock. How does it feel having your Daddy inside your body?" I groaned in ecstatically.

“You feel good too, Daddy. Tight but it also tingles all over my body...”

“Thats it baby. Concentrate how your Daddy makes you feel good because Daddy wants to stay in your pussy all the time from now on" I told her almost in delirium, my daughter's young, innocent body wrapped around my own flesh almost too much to comprehend. I was at point of no return, my vision blurry from pleasure and I plunged a little faster, almost slamming into her while I held her narrow hips to prevent her from sliding up the bed with every thrust. My cock hardened unbelievably more while my tight balls prepared for their final release. I knew I didn’t have much longer to bring her to orgasm one more time. Ivory started moaning, getting louder by the second, drowning almost out the sound of me pounding into her.
I brushed my thumb harder and faster over her swollen clit as I worked my meat in and out of her small undeveloped child body when her walls started rippling and clamping around my moving shaft.

“Oh… ohhhhh Daddy…” her eyes opened and she stared in wonder.

“You like that, baby? You like having Daddy’s cock in you? You like Daddy fucking you?”
I kneeled up grabbing her narrow hips, pulled her chest against mine holding her by her little bubble butt and pounded harder and harder into her from beneath. Her small hands clenched around my neck as though she were holding on for dear life.

“Oh Daddy… it’s, it's coming again…”

“That’s it, baby. Cum for Daddy a second time.”

“Mhhhppp… Daddy… oooohhh!” Her tiny body shuddered as she lost herself in the unmatched pleasure of a deep, vaginal orgasm. She screamed loudly, over and over, clawing and pulling at my shoulders. More of her warm cum gushed around my hard cock as she clamped down on me, squeezing my dick like a vise. My fingers dug into her soft skin as I hit with growl my own release.

"Princess, oh, fuck!” I grunted, squirting my hot liquid seed deep inside her. Her walls continued to clench around my spurting cock, sucking me dry until the last drop was spend inside my little girl and I eventually lowered her slowly down back onto the bed.
I collapsed next to her, completely spent and thoroughly happy. Both of us were damp with sweat, but I didn’t care. I’d just given my young daughter two intense orgsam while I took her virginity and planted my seed deep into her womb.
I pulled my baby girl as close as possible against my chest, inhaling her typical vanilla scent. She melted into me and as our breathing slowed she spoke.

"That was amazing Daddy. Not as painful as I feared and then it was super cool" she beamed. I laughed relieved and ruffled her hair.

"Super cool, huh? You liked having your Daddy's meat inside your girl cunt?" I asked as I spread her legs and pushed my leaking cum back into her pussy. I couldn't resist to play again with her clit.

"Hmmm, yes. I think I like that!" she started squirming under my soft, gentle touches, ready for a third climax. I wondered who was more insatiable as my own flesh jerked back to life, ready for a second round. I turned my daughter around, pulled her back against my belly and lifted her upper leg up.

"Daddy needs you again, baby" I growled when I leaned over her and saw my cum flooding from her tight, used pussy. Her slit was a bit red and swollen but she also clenched her hole unconscious, ready to be filled again. I didn't wait for an answer as I placed my sensitive tip at her sore entrance and nudged inside.

"Jesus, baby girl... " I slipped a bit more easy inside, her soft walls now covered in my cum. I pushed gently until my cockhead bumped against her womb. Her upper leg was held up with my arm as I played with her small nipples until they were hard little gums. Ivory gasped and closed her eyes as I fucked into her  second time after only a shirt break of mere minutes. When I unloaded into her, I imagined her pregnant and another small climax hit me before we drifted into sleep, holding her tight in my arms.

After our first night, we took a break of two days to make sure she wasn't too sore before I entered her young body again and again, every occasion I got.
When her mother left the room we snug into the bathroom were I lifted her light body up on the dryer or I even fucked her secretly under the blanket when my wife was knocked out by her sleeping pills and a glass of wine in front of us. A thousand times making love to my daughter followed until she finally carried my children at the age of 12. We lied to her mother, told her Ivory had fooled around with a boy, playing husband and wife...
My sweet angle gifted me a healthy little baby girl, unsurprisingly with the same dark hair we both had. I couldn't keep my hand off Ivory, especially when she tried to breastfeed my little girl. It didn't work since Ivory was more of a child herself with only little bumps on her chest than breasts but Payton (that was my baby girls name) enjoyed suckling on Ivory's nipples nonetheless. It seemed to calm her and every time I saw them together I just needed to be close to my girls. Entering my princess while our baby daughter lay between us, flicking her little hungry tongue over my daughter's nipples in search for mommy's milk was too much to hold myself back...
The very next fertile cycle I knocked Ivory up again. This time with a little boy. My wife and I fought a lot these days until she finally asked for divorce. I agreed and we left it up to our children who they wanted to live with. I ended up with Michael who was 18 by then, out of school and ready to work and of course my sweet little girl(s) and my unborn baby boy, while my younger boys stayed with her mother until they also wanted to live with us.

I won't say it was easy to make things work but with a wife out of the picture, our family bond grew only stronger after we moved to a remote area, the nearest neighbors far away and not really interested in us. Michael and I worked as lumberjacks while Ivory,  took over the role of a housewife and the mother she was.

We shamelessly live out our sexual desires, which means that we never hide from our children when we feel the urge to pleasure each other. They are often enough between us in bed, cuddling with us or each other, touching mommy and daddy and get kisses peppered all over their tiny bodies. Only yesterday when my sexy Ivory, now 17,  was cooking in front of the stove I walked over to her and pressed my hard on between her plump cheeks before I bend her over, lifted her yellow skirt over her delicious ass. No underwear as usual.

"Daddy needs to be buried deep inside you..." I smacked her small bum and Rico our little boy, three years old recognized the slapping sound, lifted his head from the toys on the ground and walked determined over to us. With a swift thrust of my hips I worked my hard cock between my daughter's folds, sank balls deep inside while our son stood between her spread legs, lifted his hand and started playing with her wet pussy from beneath. Besides his toys, his mother's and sister's pussies were his favorite playground since he was an eager and curios little boy since the day he was born.

Michael and my other two young teenage sons live mostly in the adjacent house, enjoying their freedom. They come over for dinner every day or just to hang out. They all know what's going on, witnessed and surely enjoyed Ivory getting fucked by me plenty of time considering they jerked off sitting nearby. Though I've raised them right to mind their own business and keep their mouths shut.

Ivory tears me from my thoughts as she stands from the couch next to me, our little boy lifted on her hips, fondling her heavy breasts in his small hands over her dress. He's too old to suck for milk, though he still does it with great joy every occasion he got. Her round baby bump sticks beautifully out under the fabric of her dress and I can't wait to say Hello to my third children after we've waited so long. She wanted to develop into a young woman before getting pregnant by her father again. She explained that it made her a bit sad that she wasn't able to breastfeed them with her undeveloped body at the time.

My eyes follow my beautiful daughter while little Payton is sitting on my lap. I've peppered soft kisses over her neck to make her purr like a little kitten. Her eyes are closed and she's totally relaxed.
"You coming?" Ivory asks with smirk on her lips, wiggling her hips as she walks up the stairs. I brush Payton's hair to her side and whisper "Wanna join Mommy and Daddy and your brother?" while I kiss her soft earlobe. She melts into my kiss and her eyes open immediately. She nods eagerly before I lift her up and follow my daughter...