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First Published: 07 December 2021
Route 66
by Peter Story Code: M+/g+, Incest, first time May 5th - Cloudy and muggy. I'm starting a journal. There have been several significant changes happening, and they are all getting jumbled in my head. My wife suggested the journal (she called it a diary - as if she has never met a living, breathing man!) This will be a good way for me to keep things straight and remember the next couple of months. I probably suck at keeping a journal, but I'll give it a try. The first thing in my journal is the first thing on my mind. My daughter, Kitty. Beautiful, funny, laughing, Kitty. She dances and takes gymnastics giving her a slim, fit body and long, muscular legs. Kitty's Irish heritage is strong with her long thick red hair, pale clear skin, and bright green eyes. Her face has a splash of red freckles that she hates but everyone else in the world loves. She also inherited her rage from Ireland, and Kitty is enraged. Angry at her brother, mad at her mother, furious with the world. I think the only person she is not upset with is me. Life was unfair, and my 8-year-old daughter is learning how little control she has at this age. Why is life unfair? Because we're moving, and she is being forced to abandon her friends, her school, and the only home she has ever known. My son plays baseball. This is an understatement. He plays the game as if the game was invented for him. Somehow back in 1845, when Alexander Cartwright codified the Knickerbocker Rules of baseball, he had my boy firmly in his mind. Tim is an all-star baseball prodigy. He was given a scholarship to an elite school in Los Angeles, California. When I told Kitty that we sold the house, she cried for hours. I tried to tell her we would come back for visits, but in tears, she flatly stated, "Daddy, it's 2,000 miles away. It might as well be on the moon." When I tried to explain how far away the moon was, she jumped into my lap and pounded my chest with her tiny hands, “I don’t care how far away the moon is, daddy! I’m losing everything!” I held her tight and let the tears wash away her fury. The one thing that sparked Kitty and gave her a little comfort was the road trip. We didn't want to sell our car and buy a new one in California. Instead, we will drive it to sunny C.A. Joy, and Tim will fly to L.A. because he must show up for practice on June 1st. On that same day, Kitty and I will start our cross-country journey. She calls it a pilgrimage. We gave her a choice, hoping to make her feel that she has some small amount of control in her life. Armed with the internet, Kitty has mapped out an epic trip across the county. Most 8-year-olds would pick places like Mount Rushmore or the Smithsonian Museum. Instead, my quirky child has found things like the world's largest ball of string and a water fountain that spits at you. It's going to be quite an adventure. May 10 I’m angry. I caught my wife and the love of my life telling my preteen daughter about sex. And I don’t think I’m being a prude about this. Joy wasn't giving her “the talk.” We had the talk over a year ago, and we covered everything. The egg and sperm, the penis, and the vagina. How the parts fit together, and how to prevent pregnancy and disease. We even explained how wonderful sex felt. Afterward, Joy and I fucked like bunnies, and she teased me that my daughter had turned me on. So, Kitty was good. She knew more than most seven-year-olds and everything she needed until she was 18 or 20 and ready to have sex. But today, when I came home, I heard Kitty and Joy in the living room. It was apparent that they had been talking for hours. I came home in the middle of Joy explaining, “… Your tongue around the head of his cock and then shove your tongue into his piss hole. It’s a guaranteed way to make a boy cum quickly.” Kitty asked, “What if I don’t what him to cum quickly? Do I just lick his balls, shaft, and suck him?” “Right, exactly. If you are just getting his dick hard so you can get him into your pussy, then make sure you don’t overdo the blow job. I can’t tell you how many disappointing nights I had when I was your age. Sucking some man’s dick in the back of a car and hoping for a good hard fuck, but then I would lose track of what I was doing, and wham! I got a mouth full of sperm. And the bastard had nothing left in him to fill my cunt.” Kitty giggled, “But you like cum, right? In your mouth?” “I love it, but I also love climaxing with a pussy full of sperm.” “I can’t wait until I get my first pussy full of sperm!” Kitty giggled. Well, I wasn’t sure what to do. I did not want to freak Kitty out, so I went back to the garage door and slammed it shut, and called out, “I’m Home!” When I walked into the living room, my girls were both smiling at me. Later, I asked Joy about it later that night, and she told me, “Kitty has a boyfriend and is thinking about fucking him before we leave Chicago.” Just like that! As calm as you please. Out little virginal, eight-year-old daughter is going to fuck some young punk! Joy saw the look of horror on my face and laughed, “Don’t worry, you old proud. I told her it would be better and far more memorable if she gave her cherry to someone she loved dearly. Kitty agreed.” June 1st. Hot and muggy. Well, I was right about sucking at keeping a journal. A lot has happened over the last month. Joy and Tim are gone. Their flight was two days ago. They made it to L.A. safe and sound. Tim starts practice today. Me? I would be nervous. Him? He's excited and looking forward to the challenge. Good on him. Our house is empty. The movers and I packed up everything over the last week. Kitty, still grumpy, refused to help. Once the truck pulled away from the curb, Kitty broke down again. I held her as she cried. I ran my hands up and down her slim frame. Calming her and making her feel safe. I felt her body melt into mine and her tears stopped. But then, to my disgust. I popped wood! I was terrified that my daughter would feel it poking at her mound. I expected her to look at me in fear, but instead, I was given a knowing little grin. I left the extra keys on the kitchen counter, and Kitty and I got into our car and pulled away. It would be the last time we would see the home I had lived in for the last 15 years and the only home that Kitty had ever known. We both felt sad. We had to backtrack to get to our first landmark. We live... lived…. in Springfield. Two hundred miles south of Chicago, and Chicago was our first stop. The traffic was light, and we made the first leg in just under three hours. I circled Millennium Park looking for the right parking lot and ended up finding the wrong one. Kitty and I had a nice lunch. She was quiet. She usually is quiet, but today she was sad and quiet. I had an excellent hoagie, and Kitty had a couple of fries, saying she just wasn't hungry. All of my ‘go-to’ strategies to cheer her up failed. The offer of ice cream got me a nod, no. I told her again that our new house is right on the beach and that I would let her pick out a new bikini – No smile. I even played dumb and asked her to explain the laws of thermal dynamics. She sighed and told me it doesn’t matter. The entropy disorder of the universe will just drive us away from one another until all we love is gone forever.” I felt like a failure as a father. Millennium Park is a beautiful place. We enjoyed the walk as we closed in on our ultimate goal, "The Crown Fountain." The park offers lots of fountains, but the Crown Fountain is the only one that will spit on you. Four massive illuminated faces on two 50-foot towers take turns spurting water out while those passing by can frolic in the reflecting pool below. Kitty had read about the fountain a year ago, but we had never found the time to visit it. It was exactly what my little girl needed. There were hundreds of other people frolicking and playing in the water. Kitty loved the giant digital faces and laughed every time they started to spit water into the crowd. Lousy planning on my part meant that her bathing suit was left in the car, and instead, she was splashing around in her white cotton panties and a tee shirt. Both turned almost invisible. I saw a lot of men notice her hard little pink nipples poking out and her perfectly hairless pussy and little round ass in the nearly not there panties. I felt oddly proud that my eight-year-old girl had that effect on grown men. I had intended on only staying an hour or two, but we ended up playing until sundown. The walk back to the car was twice as far. I know that space and time don't work that way, but nevertheless, it was clearly a lot longer of a walk to get back to our car. "I'm freezing, daddy," Kitty said, shivering. I picked her up and carried my wet bundle of shiver. At the car, I pulled out her bag from the trunk and found a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt. "Let's get you some warm clothes," I said. "Hurry, daddy. It's a million below zero." When I looked over at Kitty, she was naked. Right there on the street. "OK, honey, let's get you dressed." I helped her get dressed. Dozens of men eyed her as they walked by. I knew why. She's a beautiful little girl. She has bright red hair, lovely pale skin, and bright green eyes. I can understand that men would appreciate her slim naked body, pretty hairless, cunny, and freckled round ass. Once she was clothed, I rubbed her arms and legs to help her warm, "Honey, you should have changed in the car." She blushed deeply, "Sorry, daddy. I wasn't thinking." Her smile hinted to me that she wasn’t really sorry. I told her it was fine. We then drove to the hotel. Kitty picked the Waldorf Astoria. According to her internet research, it has the best views. I think this was one time that the internet didn't lie. "So, what are you hungry for?" I asked, looking over the room service menu. "I made a reservation at the Peacock Alley, daddy." My little daughter said with her little birdy voice. "Did you?" I asked as she dug through her case and found a pretty red dress. "When?" "When you were in the shower. It's for eight." She said and slipped into the bathroom to get ready. I had never seen the dress before. It was dark red velvet. Very short and low cut in the back. It fit her like a glove or paint. Kitty did a spin for me, modeling it with a bright smile, "What do you think, daddy?" "You’re gorgeous," I said honestly. "Are you wearing makeup?" She looked down at the ground shyly, "Mom said I could. She taught me how." She was looking at her feet, "She said that during the trip, I was going to grow up a lot." Then she looked me in the eyes, "Did I do it right?" I gave her a little kiss, "Perfect." We had a wonderful meal. Kitty had the Steak Dianne, and I enjoyed the Arctic Char Filet. My daughter was a completely different person. It was night and day. This morning and for the last month, she had been a surly, sad brat. Tonight she was a fun and laughing young woman. We talked and laughed. We even took a spin on the dance floor, my little girl teaching her old man the Waltz. But in reality, she was still just a little girl. After dinner, she wanted me to carry her. I had my shy little girl back as she reached her hands up to me. I lifted her effortlessly, just a feather, and cupped her little butt. "Someone forgot her panties." She laid her head against my shoulder, "Mommy said not to wear panties with this dress. They would spoil the lines." Before we got to the elevator, she began to snore quietly. I got her to bed and took off her dress. I felt like such a pervert, looking down at my naked preteen daughter, hairless, pink, soft, and perfect, laying in her bed. I didn't trust myself to dress her into her nighty without molesting her. Instead, I just left her nude and tucked her in. I went to the bathroom and jacked off. June 2nd Hot and muggy We woke up early because we had a long drive to Saint Louis. Kitty went and showered first. She came out wearing a towel wrapped around her. Then she took off the towel and used it to dry her hair. Standing in front of the mirror, she brushed her hair. 100 strokes every morning. Nudity is not taboo in our family, but it is generally limited to a quick dash across a hall. Not this casual naked preening with me right here. Watching. She saw my reflection in the mirror. She smiled at me. I'm not sure what the smile meant if anything. Was she saying 'I like you watching me daddy' or 'I love you daddy' or 'I can see your boner daddy'? Maybe all three? I watched her as she picked through her case: Denim shorts, a white top with little embroidered butterflies, frilly socks, and white sneakers. To my surprise, she put on her socks first. With on foot on a chair, she slipped on the right sock. The stance opened up her ass and showed off her lovely pink slit. The pink was the same shade as the freckles across her little mound. Once the sock was on, it was straightened and re-straightened. A sideways glance, a slight smile. Then the left foot. Kitty went through the same show. I was sure it was a show, just for me. Just for her daddy. Next, Kitty put on her shirt. It was pretty with lace around the bottom and the neck. A rainbow of butterflies flew across the chest. She watched me as she buttoned the blouse up. Then, still naked from the waist down, she asked, "Do you like this top, daddy? Mom bought me this outfit last week." "It's pretty, Honey. Not as pretty as you, though." Then she kissed me. A gentle kiss on my lips, a smile, and a second kiss, "Thank you, daddy." Still watching me watch her, she shimmied into her tight shorts. Then she gave a little twirl, "Do you like these shorts?" She asked. They were tight. Too tight. and that's what I told her. "Mommy picked them out. She said the first pair wasn't tight enough and bought me the size smaller." "Well, they really hug your curves." This earned me another kiss from my 8-year-old. When I took my shower, I blew a load of cum down the shower drain. We had a three hundred-mile drive to get to Saint Louis. On the road, we called Joy and filled her in on yesterday's fun. "What did you think of her dress?" Joy asked with a sly smile in her voice. I felt like I was being set up. "It's a beautiful dress. Our daughter was the prettiest girl in the whole restaurant." Again, this earned me a little kiss on my cheek. She took hold of my right arm and hugged it. "I thought you would like it. Kitty and I went shopping last week, and we found many special things for you. Did you go commando, Kitty?" Our little girl gave a very grown-up, cunning grin, "Yes, mommy, just like you told me too." "Good girl." Joy said and giggled. Then she asked, "Are you still my baby girl?" Kitty giggled, "Yes, mommy. I'm still your baby girl." When we made it to Saint Louis, we first checked into our hotel and dropped off our luggage. Then we drove to the Turtle Playground. Rather than swings or slides, the park consists solely of concrete reptiles, far larger than their real-life counterparts. Kids and (limber) adults alike can climb and frolic to their heart's content in this odd sculpture garden. Kitty loved it for about thirty minutes. Then she started to get bored. I suggested the Gateway Arch. "No, it seems stupid. Just a big 'ol arch that doesn't do anything." I was fearful that she was slipping back into her sullen mood. "Well, we don't have to go there, but it's something I've always wanted to see and go up into. It's gorgeous with all that stainless steel. I think it's over six hundred feet tall and..." "We can go up into it?" She asked. "Yeah, they have a special elevator that goes up and then sideways as it gets to the top of the arch..." "Up inside the arch? The big silver arch?" She asked, with her big green eyes nearly bulging out of her head. "Yeah, and at the top, they have windows that..."' She turned around and started to walk. Looking back over her shoulder, she asked, "Well, what are you waiting for?" Her tight little rump flexed nicely in her skin-tight shorts. Anyone watching her would know she has been in dance classes since she was three. Her body moved like a song, and the world was her music. "Sweetheart?" I called. "Yeah?" She asked as she continued to walk the wrong way. "The car is this way." I poked my thumb over my shoulder. She spun around and walked back with a big grin, "Yeah, I know that." Taking my hand in hers, we walked back to the car and drove to the hotel. "Why are we back here?" Kitty asked. "The Arch is only a couple of blocks away, and I can park here for free." "Your brilliant, daddy." She said, retaking my hand. I loved the look in her eyes when we walked under the arch. Seeing the amazement in her eyes made my day. Any child’s wounder is a sight to see, but my little girl just gripped my heart. "We get to go all the way to the top?" "All the way up," I told her and purchased two tickets. The ride up was pretty cool. The elevator is actually a series of little pods. Each pod has four little seats. There was no line, apparently a rare thing, so we had the pod to ourselves. There was plenty of room, but Kitty wanted to sit in my lap, and I was happy to let her. On the way up, she held me. I think she was a little scared. Once we were at the top, she was back to the joyful girl version of my daughter. She looked out the windows and pointed to our hotel, "Look, daddy, that's where we live for tonight!" That was such an odd way of saying it. I loved the phrase and wanted to make sure I wrote it in this journal. We asked one of the employees for a dinner recommendation and were directed to a fabulous barbeque joint. Back at the hotel, I suggested, "How about we get ready for bed and then watch a movie? Did you want to get a treat from room service?" I noticed that Kitty started to use her finger to slide her hair back behind her right ear. It was a cute affectation that seemed almost sexy. She looked over the menu, picked up the phone, and ordered calamari. "Um, Honey? Why Calamari?" I asked. "It's new. Mommy said I would have a bunch of new experiences during this road trip and that I should embrace each of them with vigor and gusto. Then she explained what vigor and gusto meant." I went into the bathroom to get ready for bed. I came out wearing my pajama bottoms and a tee-shirt. Kitty then took her turn and came out naked. "Um, Honey, don't you think you should put on a nighty?" "Oh, last night you put me to bed, nudi. I thought you like me better all naked." She said. Then there was a knock on the door, and my naked child ran to get it, "It's the calamari!" She squealed. The waiter didn't seem to be phased by a naked preteen answering the door. "One order of calamari and two waters?" "Yep, that's us!" She said. "Look, daddy, how fancy!" The cart was rolled in the silver tray was set on the table. I handed the man five bucks, and he turned to leave. Kitty ran up to him, "I want to give you a tip too! She giggled. He squatted down, and she gave him a little kiss on his cheek. I also saw that the man gave her little ass a squeeze. I was tempted to punch him in the face. I picked up the tray and set it on my bed. Kitty slid under the covers and took the stainless steel dome off the plate, then crinkled her nose. "It smells like fish." She said. "It kinda is fish. It's squid." I told her and popped a ring into my mouth, "It's delicious." "Like squid in the sea, squid?" She asked, wiggling four fingers on each hand in a cute pantomime of a swimming squid. "Yep, like the eight-legged swimmers of the sea." and I popped another. She looked very uncertain, "You should at least try it since you ordered it." Then after a heartbeat, I added, "Your Grandma Peggy always says..." Kitty finished my sentence, "To be fair to your food, you should always try something three times. Otherwise, you might be wasting, and then starving kids will cry." She took a deep breath and tossed a small ring into her mouth. Kitty grimaced as she chewed. "Kinda rubbery." she swallowed, "It's OK, I guess." Then she ate another. Then a third, "I kinda like it. What movie are we gonna watch?" "You pick," I said, handing her the remote. She chose a Disney movie, Cinderella. About halfway through, she fell asleep. I switched the channel to ESPN, and around midnight I got up, tidied the room, and went to bed in Kitty's bed. I looked over at my bed and smiled at my sweet little girl. June 3rd Raining. Kitty woke me with a punch in my arm. I'll tell you that she can hit pretty hard for an eight-year-old who weighs less than fifty pounds. "Hey! What was that for?" I asked. Her answer was another slug to my other arm. As she raised her fist to do more damage, I grabbed her and wrestled her tiny naked body to the bed, "Stop! That hurts. It's not funny!" "It's supposed to hurt, dumbhead!" She started to cry. "What's wrong?" I asked. I was bewildered. "Why are you in my bed?" she sobbed. I let go of her, "Because you fell asleep in my bed." She sniffled, "You could have stayed." Then she got up and showered. I expected another pussy show, but I didn't get one. After Kitty's shower, she came out of the bathroom with a towel, pulled on a pair of panties and then some jeans, turned her back to me and let the towel drop, and put on her shirt. "Your turn." She said sullenly. Then she sat in a corner and looked out the window. The drive to Joplin was about 300 miles. Kitty barely spoke a word to me. Joy called at about noon, "How's it going? Was the Turtle park as cool as it looked on the internet?" "It was OK," Kitty said. "Tell your mom about the Arch," I said. "That was pretty cool. I put some pictures on Instagram." then silence. "Honey, did something go wrong last night?" Joy asked. "I guess I fell asleep, and he..." She spit out the work 'he' like it was a bug that flew into her mouth. "... moved to the other bed." "Just be patient, dear." Joy said. "Men can be a little dense. I told you that before you left." "Yeah, I know." And your daddy can be denser than most.” “Preaching to the choir, Mommy.” Before Joy hung up, she asked, "Are you still my baby girl?" Pouting, she answered her mom, "Yes, I am." I know I should have stood up for the males of the world, but I didn't want to argue and just let the mean comment slide by. Joy said goodbye and hung up the phone. My transgression seemed to have been forgiven about ten minutes later, and Kitty slid across the bench seat and put her arms around me. "I love you, daddy." she cooed and fell asleep. I let her sleep because the next sight would be late at night. We hoped to see the Ozark Spook Lights, mysterious glowing orbs that appear regularly on a back road in Joplin. There are records of the light going back to before Europeans settled the area. During dinner, I let Kitty have a cup of coffee. She didn't like it at first, even with cream and sugar, but she announced it was drinkable after trying it three times. We didn't need a hotel since we planned to be out all night. The road was easy to find, and a few other tourists were already setting up their camps. Luckily the rain had stopped, and the sky was cloud-free. It was frigid, and Kitty wanted to snuggle. We had an oversized camp chair and a sleeping bag. I was still in my shorts and a tee-shirt, but Kitty changed into her nighty. A cute frilly pink thing that barely covered her naked ass or pussy. We were both in the sleeping bag, watching the stars and the horizon, not saying much of anything. In a sad little voice, Kitty asked, "If I fall asleep are you going to leave me again?" "No, Honey. I didn't know you wanted me to stay with you last night. I moved so that you would be more comfortable. I wasn't trying to be cruel." Five minutes later, "I'm sorry I hit you, daddy." I kissed the top of her head, "It's OK, Kitty. I think that maybe I deserved it." "Yeah, you did, but I'm still sorry." "Hot chocolate?" I asked. "Yes, please." She said, and I poured us both a cup from a large thermos. Kitty did fall asleep. I was just about to give up on the lights and go to sleep myself when an orb started to dance far off in the distance. I started to wake my daughter and laughed as people around me began to whisper, "Wake up" to their loved ones. "Yeah? Is it morning?" Kitty asked, then she said, "Oh, hey, daddy, Look!" The single orb split into two, then three. By about 2 am there were dozens. Then all at once, they winked out. People, including Kitty and I, clapped and cheered. Kitty looked up at me, "Can we stay outside tonight?" "You're not too cold?" I asked. "No. Your body is like an oven." She fell asleep in my arms, and I fell asleep minutes later. June 4th Rain. The ran woke us at 4 am. It was a cold and heavy rain. Even though I got Kitty into the car in ten seconds flat, her flimsy nighty was soaked through. I was out in the darkness for a good five minutes gathering the sleeping bag, chair, thermos, and whatnots. Soaked to the bone and shivering, I finally made it into the car. Kitty had already stripped naked and was curled up in a towel. When I climbed into the car, she saw how cold I was, "Let me help," she said. I was naked in short order, and Kitty was drying me off and warming me up. I saw that she was still shivering and decided it would be best to wrap us both in a blanket. "This is nice," Kitty said as she clung to my naked body. "Yeah, it is." I agreed. My body stayed under control while we were both still ice cold. But as our body's slowly heated up, so did my libido. I thought Kitty was sleeping and tried to will my cock to stop its progress from limp noodle to steel post. I was wrong about Kitty. Just as my cock nudged her hairless pussy, nuzzling into her wet cleft, she looked up at me. "Is that your wiener, daddy?" "I'm sorry, sweetheart." I blushed. "It's OK, daddy. I don't mind." She wiggled herself a little, and the head of my cock entered her a bit, maybe a half-inch. "It makes me feel loved, daddy." Kitty fell asleep. I shifted her and managed to dislodge my cock. I never got it under control, but I did manage to keep from cumming all over my daughter. We started our 200-mile trek to Oklahoma City at 7 am. It was still raining. We both got dressed together. Kitty studied my naked body closely as we dressed. Her visual attention and her sexy nude body got me hard again. She smiled and said, "Thank you, daddy." It was still early when Joy called. This time Kitty told her mom all about the lights and even told her about Saint Louis with more enthusiasm. Joy could tell that our daughter's mood was vastly improved from the day before. I was happy that Kitty did not mention anything about us being nude or my dick knocking at her golden gates. I could see in her eyes that she wanted to. Joy asked Kitty again, "Are you still my baby girl?" Kitty giggled, "Um, I think I'm your little girl, mommy." Joy laughed, "Well, that's progress. Love you both. Have fun." It continued to rain all day. Luckily, our next destination was the Oklahoma City Underground. It's big. Really big. Over 20 city blocks filled with art and history exhibits. We checked into our hotel and went to our room. In the room was a massive bathtub with jets. "Daddy? Can we take a bath before we explore the Underground?" Then she batted her eyes and used her finger to push her hair back behind her ear. "Please?" "Yeah, OK." I started the bath, and once the water was above the jets, I turned them on. From right next to me, Kitty asked, "Can we get in?" She was naked. I think I see a pattern. "Yeah, honey. Hop in." Kitty giggled and splashed around, "I want you to wash me, daddy." She smiled, "Like when I was little. Please?" I thought about going and getting a bathing suit but decided she had already seen and felt everything I have. My pants and underwear were on the ground in one quick movement, and then I took off my shirt and socks. I slipped into the bath behind my daughter, and she giggled when my dick poked her back. "I like it when you're poking me, daddy." She said innocently. Then she handed me a little bottle of hotel shampoo, "Can you wash my hair?" I washed her hair then rinsed it. Then Kitty handed me a bottle of body wash, she stood up and smiled. Without a word, I started to wash her. I spent most of my on her legs, arms, and belly. Then I washed her little butt. My soapy hands played with her sexy little ass. Kitty smiled at me, “Daddy? Go inside me. You're supposed to push your finger into me.” I was scared. ‘What am I doing?’ I asked myself. Then I pressed a finger to her tiny pink butt hole. I pushed into her just a little bit, maybe to the first knuckle. Kitty made a little noise and opened her legs a little bit wider, "Deeper." she whispered. It was like I was outside my body watching myself, Me sitting there, and Kitty’s slim sexy body – wet and shiny – smiling down at me with her beautiful and lusty smile. I pushed to the second knuckle and began to fuck in and out. She sighed and smiled at me, then turned and hugged me, "Thank you, Daddy." She kissed me. A real kiss. I was worried about scaring her, so I let her control the kiss. Her little tongue flicked in and out of my mouth. Then she took hold of my hand and pulled it into her crotch. I knew what she wanted and pushed into her pussy. She sighed again as she kept exploring my mouth. My finger did not get into her very deeply before being stopped by her innocence. I fingered my daughter as far as I could without spoiling her. She sighed again and asked, "Oh, daddy. It's so nice." She buried her face into my neck and climaxed. "Ooooh, Ooooh, Daddy! So nice, so nice, so nice! It’s so much better than mommy said it would be.”" Kitty collapsed into my arms. I just held her until the water started to cool down. I tried to turn on the hot water with my foot without waking my daughter up. I failed, "That was delightful, daddy. You made me feel so...so...special." I kissed her, and she kissed me back. The water was getting too hot, and I turned off the spigot. Kitty reached into the water and stroked my dick, "Can I try to make you feel nice, daddy? Mommy told me how." I know it was wrong. Horrible. It was bad enough that I gave Kitty an orgasm. It's was unthinkable to let her give me one. But that is precisely what I did. "OK, Honey. You just stroke me... up and down... squeeze a little harder. Yeah, just like that." My prick was half out of the water, and as she stroked me, she was making little splashes. Then I was shocked when she leaned forwards and took the head of my dick into her mouth, "Oh, fuck, Kitty! That feels so good." I was about to climax when I warned my daughter, "OK, Kitty, darling, and you should stop now...Oh, that feels so good, but I'm going to CUM!" A massive blast of seamen fired off into her mouth. She pulled back, "Daddy!" She squealed, then the next explosion splattered across her face, then another shot into her mouth and thick rope splashed across her chest. Kitty was standing there in the tub looking at me with a shocked expression on her face. She was covered in my cum. My little eight-year-old daughter had my sperm dripping from her mouth and dribbling down her chin. Ropes of jiz were streaked across her face and coated her chest and belly. "Daddy? Is there always so much? So much sperms in your wiener?" "No, Honey. I've been a little more excited than normal." She giggled, "Because of me?" "Yeah, because of you." Then she licked my cum off her hand. Seeing her do that made me hard again, "Do you like the taste of my cum?" "Eh? Not really, but Grandma Peggy always says that I should taste daddy's cum at least three times before I decide if I want to eat it every day." Then she giggled. She lowered herself back into the water, and I helped her wash her body and her hair. The Underground was really fun. Kitty was in a fantastic mood. The museum was great. Every time I looked at her, she had an ear-to-ear smile. I think I mentioned earlier in my journal her grace when she walked. Well, today, instead of a dance, her every step seemed to be the preamble to a striptease. Sultry and sexy. Every time we sat, she would sit in my lap, touch my cock and tease me by whispering, "Am I refilling your balls with cum, daddy?" “What do you know about Balls and sperm?” I whispered. “Mommy told me all about it. She said that a boy needs to be excited to get hard. When boys get excited, their testis starts to work overtime and make billions of sperm that get moved to the vas deferens, where your semen and sperm get all mix and ready to squirt out into me. Every little sperm made also makes testosterone, and mommy calls testosterone horny juice. The more horny juice you have in you, the more dirty nasty things you will do to me.” As she said this to me, her sweet smile turned lusty, and she also managed to get her hand into my pants and was cupping my balls. “Mommy also said to be careful because if I make you cum down her in the museum, you won’t have any left to put inside me.” I needed to get my little Pussy Cat back to the room. When we got back to the room, Kitty asked, "Can we order room service?" She stripped while she ordered room service. As we waited for our food, we were both playing with each other's bodies. I could tell she wanted more, but I held back because I knew there would be a knock at the door soon. When the food finally made it to the room, neither of us wanted it. Kitty jumped off the bed and ran to the door. She obviously has an exhibitionist streak in her that I never knew about. She boldly opened the door and greeted the man with the cart. Dancing from foot to foot like she needed to take a pee, she told the man, "Thank you for bringing this to me, to us, can we give you a tip later 'cause we is really busy, and we can give you a tip but not right now, ok!" She pulled the cart into the room, "Ok, ok, ok, thank you. Ok, thank you. Bye, see you, bye, thank you!" She slammed the door way too hard. Then I asked her, "So, Honey, you must be starving. Do you want to watch a movie while we eat?" She leapt into the bed, "No, please, daddy, keep doing whatcha were doing before. Before the man came… and do it more on my gigi." It seemed that her hormones had reverted her from an 8-year-old back to maybe 4 or 5? I pulled her into the middle of the bed and kissed her sweetly. She took hold of my hand and pushed it into her crotch, "Do it, do it here, like you was before! In the before the man stopped us! Please, daddy." I slowly stroked her clitty and kissed her more. She panted into my mouth little loving words of pleasure, "nice, mmmm, good, love you, more, daddy, daddy, daddy, oh yes, yes, yes..." I continued to gently play with her slit and started to kiss her all over. Her neck, ears, chest, tiny rock-hard nipples, belly button, I kissed each of the freckles that formed a constellation across her mound, and then finally her hairless cunny. I pushed her legs open wide and feasted. She climaxed quickly. I pulled back a little to let her catch her breath. Then I started in on her puss again – tasting her girlish fluids that were oozing out in thin rivers. At the brink of climax, I pulled back again and started to concentrate on her ass hole. I was licking and fingering her. Her second orgasm was a sight to behold. She looked like an over-acting pornstar. Her back arched, her hips thrusting forward, veins stood out on her forehead, and she screamed. At first, I was worried that everyone in the hotel would think I was murdering her, but then I realized that no one could mistake her utter and perfect ecstasy for pain. Her joy for fear. Afterward, her arms and hands outstretched and seeking, she cooed, "Daddy, thank you. That was better than ever and ever." With my face dripping her cream and my saliva, I kissed her. She held my head and gave me a little sweet, daughterly kiss. "Thank you, daddy," then drifted off to sleep. I studied my sweet little girl. Her chest slowly rose and fell. Her little pink nipples that were hard as diamonds a few minutes ago were now just little flat pink mounds. Kitty was so pretty with her long eyelashes, the lovely curve to her ears, curly red hair, and perfect button nose. She still had a satisfied smile on her pink lips. I also saw the beginnings of bruising on her lips - I had been too rough. Our kisses were too violent. Then my eyes darted down to her baby cunny, and I saw the red swelling there as well. "I'm sorry, Kitty," I said to the sleeping girl. Then I curled up around her, tucked my rock-hard cock between her legs, pulled the covers over us, and fell to sleep. June 5th Bright and sunny I woke the following day, and Kitty was missing. I was worried for a heartbeat until I heard the shower running. I also saw that yesterday's dinner was replaced with Eggs, bacon, fruit, and toast. My little girl must have ordered our breakfast. The water turned off. I sat up and watched the door. Waiting for my daughter, clean and shiny. Waiting. What is taking her so long? Waiting. The door finally opened. Kitty was hidden inside the billowing clouds of steam. She saw me before I saw her, "Daddy! You're awake!" Her little naked body bolted across the room and wrapped me in a huge loving hug. "I love you, daddy! Last night was sooooo fun! Can we do it again? Today? Now?" She started to kiss me and took my cock into her tiny hands. She was unskilled, but it still felt amazing. I wanted to play with her again, but I had to be the grown-up. I gently detangled us and smiled at her desperate, panting face, "Let's eat first, sweetheart. We missed dinner last night. You need food to grow." Kitty gave out a little whimper, "Can you do it just a little bit? Just one flutter. Just a little flutter? Please?" 'A little flutter' - adorable. I wish I had someone to share that with. I wish I could call my wife and tell her, "Our daughter just said the cutest thing. She wants me to lick her pussy and finger her ass again because she wants another flutter. Get it? Instead of calling it a cum, climax, or orgasm, she used the word flutter. Isn't that adorable?" If I had that conversation, I don’t think Joy would really agree that it was cute. She would divorce me or maybe cut off my balls, but after the blood and lawyers, she would have to agree that it was cute - flutter. To Kitty, I said, "Food, then flutter." She pouted. I almost relented, but before I did, her stomach growled, and her will broke, "Ok, food then flutter." Kitty did not eat. She mauled the food like a lioness tearing into a zebra. She ate all her food and half of mine. As I sat drinking my coffee, she watched me. Kitty was still the lioness as she watched me. She was just sitting and watching. She looked like she was stalking me. Sitting still next to her empty plate, she was mentally stalking me. She was only eight years old, but I was her prey. When my coffee cup was drained, and before it hit the tray, she blurted out, "Are you done? All done? Food then flutter!" she sang in a ringing voice as she jumped from the chair to the bed. "Can you do me now, down here on my gigi?" She opened up her legs and spread her bruised cunt. My heart sank. I had forgotten about how rough I was last night. I went to her, "I'm sorry, sweetheart. Let me look at you. I didn't mean to hurt you, baby." "You didn't hurt me, daddy. It felt wonderful. Mommy said that doing it felt good and that when a boy does it, it feels better, but I never thought that..." She looked down and saw the bruising on her pussy lips and stopped talking. She used her hands to prod and poke in a worried way but then brightened up and smiled, "I'm ok. It doesn't hurt daddy." "Good, but maybe I should hold off on licking your pussy for a couple of days." "NO! No, daddy! No, no, no, please, daddy! I want the flutter, just a little one, PLEASE!" "Ok, Kitty," I said, making my desperate daughter beam with sunshine. "Lay back down. I'll be careful." "You don't need to be careful, Daddy." She thought a moment and then scooted up unto her elbows, "Did you do me last night?" I laughed, "Well, sure, Honey. Don't you remember me making you cum? You had a really nice climax, a big flutter." She smiled, "It was so lovely, daddy. But I mean the other thing. You know with you wiener inside my gigi? Mommy said that that was big sex. She told me about little eggs inside me. Not like chicken eggs, they are so tiny that you can't even see them. Then the boy does sex, big sex, in my gigi, and he squirts the cream like you did in the tub. Remember the tub? Your testis makes billions of sperms. Billions and billions all waiting in your vas deferens. Every little sperm can make a baby inside me." "Yes, I remember the tub.” Here is dad getting another sex ed lesson from his eight-year-old daughter. "Mommy called this kind of sex a dirty word." Then in a whisper, she said, "Fucking or screwing." Then in her normal voice, "So mommy said the sperm is like little fish that swim all around my womb and find the egg then they all try to get inside the egg. It's like when Jimmy Parkson and Don Fork fought each other so that they could kiss me. And when the sperm all fight, one is gonna win and make a baby inside the egg." She finished and looked at me with a bit of smirk. "So, daddy, did you make a baby in me last night?" She opened her pussy with both hands and peered into her vulva, "Did you break my cherry, daddy?" "No, Honey. After you had the big flutter, you fell asleep, and so did I." "Oh, OK, Daddy. Maybe tonight? Maybe tonight you'll do it? We can do the fucking and try to make a baby in me?" "I don't know about that, Honey. Let's just see how things go. You might be too small for fucking. Most people think that daddies and daughters should never Fuck, so we have to be very careful and not let anyone know. Not ever." She giggled, "Fuck is a dirty word. Lick me, please." I gently pulled apart her lips and teased her cherry with my tongue. ********************* The highway was wide open. I had to concentrate on my speed. Kitty read one of the green road signs, "Amarillo 110 miles, daddy." she screwed up her face, "So... 2 hours, right?" She looked at her phone, "Amarillo is going to be busy. I want four little things instead of one big thing. I sent the address to your phone." "OK, little lady. And what are we going to see?" Kitty was right. It was a busy day. We entered Amarillo at noon and got lunch right across from our first sight. The Second Amendment Cowboy. It's a two-story-tall cowboy. It also has the Second Amendment written on a brass plaque. We had to get dozens of photos. I sent some to Joy, and she texted me back. 'Kitty seemed to have forgotten her panties." I looked through the pictures I sent, and sure enough, her pussy was on display in two of the photos. I sent her back a text, "Sorry about that. I'll be more careful." I told Kitty about it, and she giggled, "I know, daddy. You like my gigi, don't you?" She said this as she pulled her skirt up to show me the subject of the conversation. "Yes, I love your little pussy. I'm hoping that mommy won't realize just how much I love your pussy." "I love my daddy." She said and kissed me again. The next stop was the Helium Time Columns Monument. A six-story stainless steel structure erected in 1968 to commemorate the 100th anniversary of the discovery of helium. A helium model is at the apex. Like the cowboy, we took many photos. Kitty was just as naughty, but I was more careful with what was sent to her mom. We were on the road again when Joy texted back. Kitty read it to me, "What? No cunny this time? I was looking forward to seeing more of my little girl." Kitty wrote a reply and read it to me, "Are you sure, mommy? I can send you some naughty pictures if you want." Kitty showed me the phone. It was a smiley face. "Should I, daddy?" I smiled at her. "Tell her we will try to do something special at the Cadillac Ranch." Well, I never thought I would make child porn. Especially with my own daughter as the star, but that's precisely what I did. The Cadillac Ranch is a sculpture made of 10 Cadillacs buried nose down in the desert as a monument to the "Golden Age" of the American automobile. We took many pictures with Kitty being a good little girl, then even more with her being naughty and finally downright slutty." We didn't send anything to Joy until we got to a cafe. After we ordered, Kitty said, "Send the one where I show off my butt." I laughed, "Let's save it for last. I think it will be fun to tease her. Send the one with you on top of the car and me shooting up from under you." "But that one's no good. You can't see anything. It's too dark." Kitty said. "But it's a fun picture because Mommy will try to see and get frustrated that it's so dark." She giggled and wrote, "Here is a new picture, mommy. Do you like it?" Our drinks came out. We talked about what would be the following picture. My darling little virgin kept pushing for the all-nude, open ass, spread pussy. I finally convinced her to send one that was just a little nasty. Joy finally texted back, "It's a pretty picture of you, and the ranch looks cool. I was hoping for something racier." Then an emoticon of a big kiss. "OK, send the next one," I told her. This picture was of Kitty stepping up into one of the cars. Her dress was pulled up and forward, and about three inches of her ass was showing. The answer came back in a millisecond. "Better. I miss my beautiful girl and her little ass." "Can we send the next one, daddy?" She giggled. "OK, go ahead," I told her. Giggling, "Dear mommy, this one was an accident. I hope you don't think I was too naughty." She pressed send then began to laugh a little too loudly. Several people turned to look at us. In this photo, Kitty held her dress up to show off her skinny tummy, her little belly button, her perfectly hairless pussy. Joy's reply came as the pretty waitress set down our meals. Once she was gone, Kitty asked with a jealous tone in her voice, "Do you think she's pretty?" Me being stupid, I missed the tone at first and answered honestly, "Yeah, she's very cute." Kitty's face blushed red, "So would you rather fuck her than me? She has big boobs, and I bet she has a hairy pussy. You should see if she wants to fuck you. I'll just wait in the car." I hugged my daughter, "Hey! Where did that come from? We were having fun. You know that I love you and that you are beautiful. How many times today have I told you that?" "Well, It's ... I... " She was trying not to cry. "Shuusssh. Calm down, Honey." I kissed her, "Did I do something wrong?" "No, you didn't." She sniffled. "It's just that I've been teasing you and showing you... stuff. My stuff. My, you know." "I know Kitty. It's been fun. We have both been having fun." "Well, then why haven't you... you know, done nothin'. You haven't touched me or licked me or, you know..." She whispered, "...fucked me. All day long." "Kitty, you know that daddy can go to jail if someone saw us messing around. I've been turned on all day long." I took her hand and set it in my lap. "Feel how hard you made me. I've been like this all day long. Remember, you got to cum this morning. Daddy didn't get a big flutter this morning or last night. Your horny, but I'm climbing the roof." I kissed her head, "We need to be careful." "I'm sorry, daddy. I should have thought about your poor hard wiener. It was mean to be so greedy." "It's ok. Your just learning about this sex stuff." I ruffled her hair. She started to pull at my pants, "No, I knew that I should be just as nice to you as you were to me. I just wasn't thinking. Mommy told me that when boys make me feel good, I should make them feel good." She freed my dick. I was on the inside of the booth, so I thought it was ok. "Mommy said that girls that do what I did are prick teases. I don't want to be a prick tease." Kitty pulled off her sweater and covered my lap, "We have to text mommy. I'll tell you what to write, and you write it." "Why don't you do it?" I asked. Kitty blushed, "My hand is busy, daddy?" She said as she slowly slid her hand up and down my cock. The waitress came by, "Is everything ok?" Kitty smiled at her, "We are doing wonderful, but could you bring me some butter, please?" She looked at Kitty's plate. It had a hamburger and fries. She asked, "You want butter, dear?" "Yes, ma'am. I like butter on my meat. It cut's down on the friction... when I swallow." When she walked away from the table, Kitty began to laugh. "OK, let's see what mom wrote back to us." I unlocked the screen and read the text to Kitty, "Your little cunny is so beautiful. Thank you for sharing with me. Do you have any more? OK, what do you want me to write?" "Dear mommy. I lost a penny on the ground, and it took me a long time to find it. Daddy didn't help at all. He just took pictures of me. We both love you and miss you. Kisses." The picture was one of the dirty ones. Kitty on her hands and knees, her head down and looking back at me. Her legs were a little open, and her pussy and ass hole were on full display. The waitress returned with the butter, and Kitty used it to help jack me off. It felt wonderful. I looked around to make sure no one was looking and kissed her mouth. Kitty and I chatted as we ate. Kitty was eating with one hand so that she could continue to slowly stroke me. I loved the casual loving that she was giving to me as she told me about her girlfriend, Ziny, and why Ziny likes Tim but won't talk to him. She told me about a YouTub video where a boy did a cool trick on his skateboard. She talked about hydrogen and why it took so long to discover it. The conversation bounced from topic to topic, and all the while, her nad rose and fell. I was about to cum. "Kitty, Honey, You need to stop." "Is it ready, daddy? Is the sperm about to shoot out?" Kitty looked around and then clamped her mouth over my dick. I unloaded my balls. She managed to keep most of it in her mouth, swallowing and swallowing. When I finally stopped cumming she pulled off of me with a big smile. Wordlessly, she lifted up a bit and let the cum she held in her mouth dribble over her French Fries. Then she used her hands to clean off her chin and licked up the mess. "Does my daddy feel better?" "I feel great. Thank you. You made a mess with all that sperm." I told her. "No, I didn't. I made a tasty treat." She smiled as she took one of the cummy fries, then popped it into her mouth, "Yummy." She licked my cock from balls to head, then smiled, "Butter cock is also a tasty treat. Do you think that butter cock in is the Betty Crocker book?" "So, you like daddy's cum now?" "Well, I never didn't like it. It was just... different." Her phone gave a little warble. "It's mommy again. Let me see." I handed her the phone, "Oh. I think mommy might be mad at us." She handed me the phone. "Thank you for the very sexy picture. It looks like you and daddy are having a lot of fun. Your little pussy looks a little bruised. Maybe you have been having too much fun together? You should take a break tonight." "Um, I'm not sure. She doesn't sound angry. Maybe mommy thinks you did it to yourself." Kitty giggled as she ate another cummy fry. "So, mommy thought I put my fingers inside my gigi? Why would I do that, daddy?" "To get a flutter," I told her. "Really?" She looked confused and took a bite of her burger. "How?" "I'll teach you later tonight." By the time we checked into a motel, Kitty was very sleepy. There was only one room available, and it was a king-sized bed. The woman at the desk saw my sleeping daughter in my arms. "Your little girl will easily fit in the bed with you." I carried her into the room and set her on the bed. Still mostly asleep, my daughter raised her arms, and I pulled her dress up over her head. Her slim body fell to the bed in slow motion. I removed her shoes, and her socks then covered her. She hugged a pillow and fell deeply asleep. I took a shower and joined my daughter in the bed. ************** It was late when I was awakened by Kitty's soft, warm mouth on my dick. I have no idea what time it was, but it was still dark outside. The moon was low in the west and was shining into our room. I could see my pretty girl smiling at me in the soft white glow. I was happy to only have the head of my cock in her mouth. It was amazing. “Look at the full moon, daddy. Isn't it romantic?” “It’s lovely. Your prettier.” I told her. Kitty pulled my dick out of her mouth and licked my shaft. "I love you, daddy, and I love your cock." She licked my balls, first one, then the other. "I want this inside me, daddy. I know it will hurt. Mommy told me the first time always hurts. I want real sex - big sex. Please?" I pulled Kitty to me and kissed her. My dick found her opening on its own, and she smiled when she wiggled backward. The head of my cock popped into her tight gate. She giggled again. It was a joyful sound, "Daddy, it didn't hurt at all. You wiener feels nice in my gigi." "I'm not in you all the way, sweetheart." I pushed forward, and my dick knocked at my daughter's inner door. "Do feel that, Honey?" "Is that my cherry?" Kitty asked. "Yes, that's your cherry, and for me to fuck you properly, I have to shove my cock through that thin stretch of skin. It's very thin and very fragile, but it will hurt, and it will bleed." My daughter rose up on her hunches then dropped herself down. I'm sure the pain was intense. I could see it in her face as it flushed red, and the veins in her neck pulsed deeply. Kitty let out a long sigh, "Ooooo, daddy that did hurt. It hurt a lot!” Her whole body quaked with a deep tremor. "Are you ok?" I asked, rubbing my hands up and down her body and across her chest. Her nipples were still hard. I think that is a good sign. Kitty was staying perfectly still. The involuntary tremors continued. A little tear rolled down her alabaster cheek, and she bit her lip. "I'm ok, daddy." She panted, "It's not too bad. Are you inside me? All the way inside me?" "Yes, my dear daughter, my lovely girl, you did a good job. I'm all the way inside you." She was breathing deeply and asked, "Do girls really like this daddy?" I had to laugh, "Yes, just let your body adapt to my dick being inside your pussy. Come here and kiss me." Kitty leaned forward, making me pull out a little bit. She sighed again. A cute little sigh. Sweet and soft. Her lips touched my lips, and she gently tasted me with her tongue. She explored my mouth slowly. My hands squeezed her ass cheeks and probed her tight little butt hole. After laying there kissing and playing with her body, she slowly began to move her hips. Another sweet sigh and more movement, more kisses, "Oh, daddy. Oh, it's nice, daddy. It's so lovely, so good. Oh, I bet all the girls like this. This is so, so, so, Ooooooo…” As Kitty's pussy warmed up, she began to pump her petite body up and down faster and faster. Her sweet little sighs turned into a deep inner moaning, and as she reached her first cock cunt climax, she started to scream, "OH! Daddy! OH FUCK ME, DADDY! I love daddy's cock in my cunt! I love you so much, and I love your cock!" I began to climax, and she could feel it, "Oh, your cumming! Daddy, you're filling me up! Oh, daddy, it feels so wonderful! You’re making me pregnant! I’m gonna have your baby daddy! Thank you, daddy! Thank you!" She collapsed onto my chest, "Oh, daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy." she cooed and fell asleep. June 6th A bright and sunny day The next morning, I woke still inside her. Knowing I was in my daughter made me so horny that my half-hard cock turned to iron. Kitty's eyes fluttered open, "Good morning, lover." She said and kissed me. A daddy-daughter kiss. Gentle and loving. "Good morning. Are you sore?" I asked, brushing her hair back behind her ear. "I'm a little sore, but I would like you to make me a lota sore. Fuck me, daddy. Fuck me hard and make me ache." I lifted Kitty up and turned her around. Now on top, I pushed into her deeply, and she climaxed instantly, "Ok sweetheart, you tell me if it hurts too much, and I'll stop." I noticed the blood. There was a lot. More than I expected. As I fucked her hard, deep, and fast, she quivered and moaned. She was making happy little sounds, "Oh daddy, harder... deeper... more... more!" I was worried about the bleeding, but it seemed to have stopped, and my daughter loved the hard fuck. To be honest, so was I. "Am I hurting you, Kitty?" "Shush, daddy. No talking, no talking, no, no, no, just keep fucking me... mmmm, yes!" Her shiver became a shudder, and she began to shriek, "Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! FUCK ME, DADDY!" Kitty fell back to sleep. I wanted to clean her up, so I slipped out of bed and ran a hot bubble bath. Then I gently lifted her up and slowly lowered her into the water. "Daddy? It's too hot," she said without waking up. "Shush, everything's ok," I told her. Once she was settled in, and used soapy hands to clean her. I used to fingers to open her vulva. The hot soapy water coming in contact with her torn hymen made her wake, "Oh daddy, that stings." She said, kicking outward. Then she looked around, "A bath? I'm in the bath?" "I'm just cleaning you up, sweetheart. There was a little blood.” I lied. "Does your pussy hurt?" "Daddy, that's a nasty word. You say lots of nasty words." She giggled. "My gigi is sore, but I don't hurt." I thought it was cute that my baby daughter, who twenty minutes ago was cursing like a sailor as she ordered me to fuck her harder, is now worried about the word 'pussy'. She lifted up out of the water to kiss me but then grabbed at her belly, "Owch. Owie." "Oh, honey, you hurt inside?" I asked, cupping her tiny ass and helping her back into the water. Kitty's eyes flared red. "Well, of course, I hurt inside, you big meany. I was a spotless virgin yesterday before you fucked my dick hole twice with that monster cock of yours." As she settled back into the water, she sighed and closed her eyes. "I'm sorry, daddy." That was mean. I wanted you to do it to my gigi with your wiener. I wanted you to put your sperm in me. I loved it. I love you." "I'm sorry I was so rough on you. I'll be gentle from now on if you still want to do it." She laughed, "You’re such a dummy head, daddy. Do you think I'll ever let you stop doing me? No, never. And I liked you being rough, but maybe we should do it tenderly for a couple of days. Let me heal, then you can fuck the shit out of me." "Dirty words." I accused, making her giggle again. I left her in the bath then went and stripped the bed. It was a mess. I didn’t want Kitty to see it. I walked down the hall until I found a maid's cart. I stuffed the bloody sheets deep into the dirty laundry bag. I went back to our room with a set of clean sheets and some towels. As I made the bed, I heard my daughter singing in a cute little voice in the bathroom. One of her mom's favorite songs. She was changing the lyrics to fit her mood. Something Kitty often does.
Oh, what a night I walked into the bathroom, and she looked up at me with a big smile and continued her version of the song, but as she looked at me, she started singing at the top of her lungs.
Oh, I got a funny feeling when he walked in the room She made a hand gesture with her hands of her head exploding,
Boom, boom, boom! Sitting on the edge of the tub, "So you enjoyed yourself?" "So much, daddy. I loved it. I love you. Can you do me again?" After Kitty's bath, I looked deep inside her to see if there was any damage. I couldn't see anything. As I poked and prodded her, I also stocked her little furnace. She pushed me down on the bed and straddled my cock. An hour later, we went at it again. To quote my daughter, "Oh, What a night." ************************* We woke up late. No sex. I was worn out. I've never fucked a girl four times in one night. We showered together, and I looked her over again. Her engine started to rev, but this time I told her no, "We need breakfast." I packed while Kitty looked up a restaurant on her phone. On our way out, we got queer looks from several people. Stupidly I wondered why then I remembered Kitty's loud vocal performance each time she climaxed. I rushed her to the car, and we skipped the restaurant down the street in favor of one a little further from her concert venue. "But why?" she asked me as we drove down the freeway. "Didn't you see those people when we left the room?" I asked her. Kitty thought and said, "What about them? They didn't look mad or anything?" "They were watching us. I think they heard you climaxing last night and this morning." I wasn't sure how to get across to my young daughter, how much trouble I could get into, or how much I should say. I finally decided to be honest. "What I did to you last night..." She smiled and said, "...was fantastic and wonderful and magic." "...And illegal," I told her. She giggled, "Oh poo. How could they make something so incredible illegal?" "It's called statutory rape, you’re only eight, and the law says that it's wrong for an adult to have sex with a child. Also, I'm your dad. The law says that is incest and incest is illegal." Laughing, "Your MY daddy, and YOU can do anything and everything you want to or with me. No one can make me stop. I like sex. It's fun." I smiled at her, "No one will stop you, Honey. But if the authorities find out, I can be sent to jail." "Jail?" She asked. For the first time, she was not giggling. I think I was getting through to her. "Yes, jail. For a long time. They could put me away for ten years. So we don't have to stop. We just need to be more careful." "Ten years! That’s longer than all the time I’ve ever been. I’ve only been on earth for eight years, and they are going to steal you away from me for TEN! Who are these monsters? I’ll kick them in the balls!” “How about we just keep anyone from finding out?” I suggested. OK, daddy. I'm sorry I was so loud." Kitty said sadly. I ruffled her hair, "You, young lady, have nothing to be sorry about. I'm glad that you enjoyed having sex..." "Oh, daddy, it was so much better than 'enjoyed.' It was like, like, like, I don't know, like a chocolate cake with a day at Disneyland, with a brand new outfit on top of sitting with my daddy and watching iCarly." "That good?" I have to admit, this made me feel really good about myself. "I'm glad you had so much fun, and I want you to express yourself as loudly as you want. We just need to be careful." Kitty slid next to me and held my arm as we drove. Up ahead, I saw a sign for the town of Friendly. I told Kitty that we would try to find a place to eat there. "I like the name. I bet people leaving in Friendly won't want to arrest my dad for being nice to me." We found a little cafe on Main street. Kitty ate like a linebacker, "I am so hungry!" As she finished her waffle, she asked, "Can I try the French Toast, daddy?" What can a father do when his little sex toy is hungry. As Kitty ate, she also searched her phone, "Hey, daddy, I found something kinda fun. About ten miles from here is the Altus Speedway. A race will start in an hour. Can we go?" "Well, we're supposed to be in Gallup, New Mexico today. You wanted to see the Ah-Shi-Sle-Pah Wilderness Study Area." Kitty chewed her lip, thinking. "Well, I want to do both. Would mom be mad if the trip stretched out an extra day?" I snatched a slice of her bacon, "I'm not sure. Why don't you call her?" A moment later, Joy was on the line, "Hi, Kitty Cat. Are you still my baby girl?" Kitty giggled, "Nope, now I'm your baby woman." My heart froze. Kitty was just too open and honest with her mom. I held my breath. "Well, that's some big news, sweetheart. Are you sore?" She asked. It sounded like she knew what Kitty was saying, and it also sounded like Joy was ok with our daughter losing her maidenhood. Joy wasn't surprised. Kitty rubbed her pussy. She was pantiless again. "Yeah, I'm sore, but it's not too bad. It hurt a lot more than you told me it would." "Did you like it?" Joy asked, hopefully. "Oh, mommy, it was so much better than you said it would be. It was more than amazing and better the wonderful." Kitty said, smiling at me. "What was the boy's name?" Joy asked. Kitty went cold. "Mom, you're breaking your word!" "No, honey, I just wanted to know who..." Joy started. Kitty disconnected the call. If this had been twenty years ago, my daughter would have slammed the phone into the cradle. It's a shame that this generation will never know how satisfying the act of slamming a phone can be. But Kitty did press the hang-up button with apparent anger. "That bitch." "Hey! I don't want you talking about your mom that way." I told her sternly. "But she..." Kitty started. "No, but she. You never call your mother a bitch. No matter what. You can be mad at her, but you always show her respect. Understand?" "Yeah, sorry. I won't say that again." Kitty said. Her phone began to play her mom's ring tome. Kitty refused the call. I looked at her sternly, and she told me, "I can't talk to her right now, daddy. Mom lied to me. She said I could talk to her about sex and that she would never ask me about who, what, where, or when. If she asks me who I fuc... Made love with, I will either have to lie to her or tell her it was you. I don't want to be a liar, and I don't want you going to jail.' Kitty was crying, "She should not have asked me, not ever! If I lose you for ten years, I’ll die! I’ll cry forever until I shrivel up and die!” My phone rang. It was Joy. "Can I talk to her, tell her that you’re angry, and you'll talk to her later?" "Next year, maybe." "Shush." I picked up the phone, "Hi Joy." "Kitty hung up on me! Let me talk to her. She's in big trouble." Joy was clearly mad. "Joy, I think it would be best for you both to cool down a little bit. You’re angry. Kitty is furious. Let's just talk later." "Kitty's angry? Why is she mad? Joy asked. Kitty grabbed the phone from me. She was crying again, "I'm mad because you're a liar. A big liar who lied to me. You told me and promised and pinky-sweared to me that you would NEVER ask me who I did it with! Never ever, and you lied! And now you want to send, to send whoever, because it’s a secret, to JAIL for ten years! No, no, no!" The call was closed, and then, with the speed of a ten-year-old, she blocked her mother's number on my phone. "I want you to unblock your mom's number," I told her. "No. I'm never gonna talk to her again." She pouted. "Big girls, don't act like babies. You have to give your mom another chance." "Well, I'm only eight. I am a baby." She said. Then she smiled at me, "In some ways, I guess. Sorry. Can I leave her blocked until tonight?" "OK. But then I want you to apologize. Like a big girl." "OK. But what should I do if she makes me tell? I don't want to lie." Kitty asked. "Well, if she makes you, then you tell the truth, and I'll accept the consequences," I told her. I got a text from Joy and read it out loud, "I see that my phone has been blocked. I assume that Kitty did that. Not cool. Tell her I'm sorry, and I'll never ask again." Kitty took the phone from me. I expected something mean or catty. Instead, she wrote, "I'm sorry too, mommy. I had fun, and I'm afraid you're going to ruin the memory with a fight. Can we talk tomorrow?" The text back was simple, "I'm glad you had fun. Sorry, I ruined it. I'll talk to you both tomorrow. Love you." I held Kitty until she calmed down. "French toast?" "No, I lost my appetite," Kitty said. On the way to the race track, I stopped at a pharmacy. I told Kitty to go look at the magazines. "What are you looking for?" She asked. "I want to ask the pharmacist for something to make your vagina feel better," I told her. "I'm fine. We can fuck again right now if you want to." She said with a lusty grin. "Well, your walking funny, and I can tell your sore down there. I don't want the pharmacist to see how young you are. So just stay out of sight. OK?" I walked to the back of the store and rang the bell on the pharmacist's desk. I was hoping for a guy, but a pretty woman came out from the backroom, "How can I help you?" She asked. "Hi, um... Er... My daughter, um, well, she had sex last night for the first time, and I'm looking for... um..." I'm sure that she let me stammer and circle for a good five minutes before she finally stopped me, "You're looking for something to help ease your daughter's vaginal discomfort?" "Um, yes. Please." I said, relieved. "Hold on, please." She said, and I thought she would go into the back again, but instead, she walked past me around the counter. I followed, and she went down an aisle, "Most often, small vaginal tears will heal on their own. The vaginal mucosa is very well innervated with blood flow and tends to heal very quickly. I advise your daughter to clean superficial cuts with warm water once or twice a day and avoid using harsh or scented soaps on the area. I've personally found coconut oil to be a miracle worker when it comes to soothing and healing painful cuts caused by too much friction during sex. Just apply a small amount onto her skin surrounding the vaginal opening and on the inner labia for instant relief." She stopped at the topical antibiotics and picked one out, "I assume she was a virgin. The tear is going to be pretty superficial. You can use this." She walked a little further on and handed me some bath salts, "Hot water. As hot as she can stand, no soap and these salts. Don't get the ones with perfume." "Thank you," I told her. "I assume that her mom is out of the picture?" I'm sure I turned eight shades of red, "It's ok. If your wife or Ex was around, there is no way you would be down here talking to me. I know how hard this must be for you. When you give your daughter the topical antibiotic, tell her she must use her fingers or maybe a dildo to insert the cream as deeply as possible. It would be best to have help with this, but I understand if it's too much, um, closeness, for you to participate in this part of the treatment. She took me by the arm, "It's really great that your daughter can lean on you when she needs it." I wondered if she would be looking at me with the same understanding eyes if she knew it was my cock that tore up my daughter's cunt. "There's one more thing that you are going to need to do, and as her father, it's going to be very difficult. You must look inside her vulva and vagina to ensure that the cut and tears are minor. She can't do it herself." I'm sure I looked shocked, "I know it's going to be very awkward to do it, but you need to do this for her. for the next seven days, use two fingers and open her vaginal opening and take a good look to see if she is still bleeding and if the tears are healing. You need to look for swelling and also get a good sniff of her odor. If she smells clean or musky, it's good. If she starts to have a fish smell, then take her to the doctor. If the tear is turning red, take her to the doctor. If she is still bleeding 24 hours after sex, take her to the doctor.” "I know that this will be difficult. Good luck." I started to walk away, and she took my shoulder, "Also, um, don't get freaked out if you start to get, you know, excited. It is perfectly natural to get hard doing what I'm asking you to do. Even if it's your daughter. Seven days - even if you cum in your pants - OK?" "Yeah, ok. Thanks again." I also picked up some KY jelly on my way to the register. After everything was paid for, I went to find Kitty. She was on her hands and knees. There was an older man, maybe 65 or 70, watching her little naked ass closely. I walked up to my daughter, "Hi Honey, are you ready to go?" She blushed, "Yeah, OK, daddy." Then she pulled me down to whisper into my ear, "Um, Daddy, could I have a few more minutes?" In a barely audible voice, "I think that man is going to squirt soon." "OK, honey, I'll take this stuff to the car." I walked out and put the bag in the car, then I went back into the store and peeped around the corner. Kitty was missing. My heart skipped, and I started to walk across the store, looking down each aisle. I found my daughter in the last aisle, in the very back of the store. She was jacking the old guy off. "Oh, little one, I'm going to cum. Oh, fuck, you are so good!" The man didn't have much to give her but what he had shot onto the floor, and Kitty giggled. Then she pushed his dick back into his pants and told him, "Thank you, Mister." She turned and saw me, "Oh, hi, daddy." There was an old man-shaped hole in the universe. The guy ran out of the story at Mach speed. "I think I scared off your friend." I laughed. As we drove to the stadium, I asked Kitty, "Honey, why did you do that... you know, with that man?" "Was I bad? I know that some of my friends at school do that to boys and sometimes men. Was it slutty? Are you mad at me?" She asked, blushing. "I was just wondering why you did it. I'm not mad." Still blushing, "I was teasing him. You saw that, right? Me teasing him? I didn't think it was fair to leave him all hard, so I asked him if he needed help. He was looking at me and playing with his thing, but he didn't squirt, so I made him squirt by, you know, helping him a little bit." She paused for a little bit, "He wanted to do me, and I told him no. I wanted to let him do it. Was that nasty?" I laughed, "Well, it was unexpected, but I don't think it was nasty. Your just learning about sex. There are a lot of things you will try during your lifetime. You don't have to rush and do them all during our trip." "Lot's? Can you teach me one of them tonight?" She asked, taking my arm. "Sure, Honey. I think I have just the thing." I chuckled. The speedway had a vast parking lot. I drove to the far corner and parked. Kitty asked, "Why are we way out here, daddy?" I bought you some medicine for your sore pussy, and the pharmacist also told me I had to look at your pussy to see if you are bleeding or swelling. Get your cute little ass into the back seat and strip." I did exactly what the pharmacist instructed. Using my fingers, I pulled her open and peered into her pinkish reddish tunnel. I couldn't see any tears or bleeding. There was a slightly raised area all around the tube where her hymen used to be attached. When I rubbed the place with my fingers, Kitty winced, "Yeah, that's the part that hurts daddy." "OK, good. It's not bleeding, but it is a tiny bit swollen." I began to take off my pants. Kitty smiled, "Are we gonna do it, daddy?" I chuckled, "Sort of. We need to put this cream inside you deeply. I'm going to use my cock to make sure I get it all the way in. OK?" "Yeah, OK! Double OK!" She giggled and pulled herself open. I squirted some of the cream into her then put a dollop on the top of my dick. Then I pushed my cock into her. She was so tight. I had to remind myself that she was a virgin less the 24 hours ago. Her face screwed up with pain, and I started to think it was a bad idea to use my dick as the antibiotic delivery device when her opening dilated and my dick popped into her. "Ouch! That kinda hurts daddy." "Sorry, sweetheart. I'll just do a couple of thrusts and pull out." I said as my cock sank into her warm wetness, balls deep. "No, it's ok. You can finish. It just hurt going in. No, it feels all yummy. I want a flutter, please." Who am I to refuse my little girl a flutter? We fucked for about twenty minutes. By the time we were finished, I had climaxed into Kitty twice, and she had about a hundred flutters. I've never climaxed twice in a row like that. My preteen girl has some kinda magic spell over my balls. My heart stopped when I looked out the car window. During the twenty-minute lovefest, The massive parking lot filled up. Instead of cars being 400 feet away from up, they were now right next to our car. Luckily the only one that seemed to notice us fucking in the back seat was a 15-year-old boy. The race was incredible. Kitty has a new love and wants to find more speedways to go to as we continue our travels. That night, my daughter was very excited to try something new. She kept asking for a hint throughout dinner. The hints I gave her were, "It's similar to what she had done but opposite." She giggled and whispered, "But daddy, that just cock sucking, and I already have done that?" The other hint I gave her was, "It's going in the outdoor." Kitty thought she knew this one and whispered, "Are we gonna do it outside, daddy? Under the stars and moon? That will be so romantic." She finished by giving me a hundred little kisses. The waitress saw this public display of affection and looked at us disapprovingly. Kitty covered well, "Daddy just promised me a pony for my birthday." "A pony." She said with a smile, "I think you owe your daddy more kisses than what I saw." Kitty agreed, and I was gifted more kisses. When we made it to the motel, Kitty was thrilled to see it was a Wigwam Motel. They look like traditional Native American Tee Pees. They are much larger and made of Cement. They are also painted with Native American ' artwork.' "This is so fun, daddy! I love it! She did a little happy dance. Kitty took a bunch of pictures both inside and out. She either forgave her mom or forgot she was angry because she ended up texting Joy all about the race, the loud whine of the engine, the crashes, the fans screaming. She also sent her mom several of the wigwam photos and several of the race photos. Nothing sexual. Kitty's anger was blazed up again when her mom sent back a text, "Just one bed?" She instantly hit the block button and froze her mom out. Then she asked for my phone and did the same. "She knows. I just know she knows that we are fucking and sucking and doing dirty, nasty things. She is so mean! I bet she is trying to send you to jail and maybe me to jail too. If we both go to jail, can we make them put us in the same cell, daddy? Please. Daddy, I don’t want to lose you." I took Kitty into my arms and hugged her, "Shuhsh, It’s ok. You're not going to jail, and Mom is not our enemy. You're freaking out about nothing. If you want to stop..." "No! No, no, I don't want to stop! I just want her to stop accusing me of being a slut!" "Hey, that's not fair. Your mom never said anything like that. Not even close. Where are you getting that from?" I asked, trying not to laugh. "I just know that's why she keeps hounding me," Kitty said as she slipped off the deep end of reality. "Hey! No. Now settle down. Breath. Relax. Your mom is not mad at you, and if she knows what we have been doing, she doesn't seem mad with me. You freaking out is only going to make her more suspicious and angry." In a quiet voice, Kitty whispered, "I don't want it to stop, daddy. When we get home, mommy will make us stop. I just know she will." "Let me talk with mommy. Ok?" "OK. Daddy." She seemed to brighten up. "Daddy, I'm still sore... down there... is it ok if I just suck you tonight?" "Let me look at my baby girl. Let's put more of the antibacterial cream inside you." She giggled, "OK, if you really need to fuck me, you can. I don't mind being sore." "I won't fuck you this time. I'll just use my dick to coat the inside of you and then pull out. I wanted to try something new. If you want to wait for another day, that's..." "No, I don't want to wait!" She squealed. Then dancing again, "New sex, for me, new sex for me!" Then realizing how loud she was being, and slapped her hands over her mouth, "Oh, I'm sorry, daddy. I was being loud again. I promise to be quiet, no matter how good the sex feels." "Well, in a typical Motel, being quiet is going to be very important. But here, you can scream your lungs out. There's a good twenty feet between the wigwams, and the walls are solid cement. Whispering, "Can I say bad words too?" "Yes, my sweet little girl. You can curse up a storm." I laughed. "I'm gonna get fucked by my daddy! Fucked and filled with daddy cum! My pussy cunt is going to be full of sperms!" I let her dance and sing for a good ten minutes before taking her into my arms and kissing her. I don't know how to explain just how erotic it is to kiss my own little girl like that. I've always enjoyed making out with dates. In a lot of ways, it's more intimate than sex. Luckily, I found a wife that loves it too. But holding Kitty in my arms, kissing her, stripping her naked, and touching every inch of her is truly wondrous. She was ready to bear the pain of a more traditional fuck. She found my hard cock and aimed it at her front door. I almost let her do it, but my common sense battered down the door of my lust, and I stopped her. "Please, daddy. Just a little bit. Just one flutter, please." "First thing first. We need to put the cream inside you." I told her. "Mmmm, yeah, put the daddy cream inside me, PLEASE!" "No, silly pussy cat. This cream." I held up the tube. She opened her legs wide and then pulled her legs back behind herself. Her ass and pussy were both spread wide. Then she used both hands to open herself even more. I could not resist. I had to lick her sexy holes - first her pussy, then her ass. When she was close to a climax, I squirted a good portion of the antibiotic cream. I lined my cock up with her hole and told her, "Just a few strokes, and then we'll try something new, OK?" "Yes, daddy. I love you. You’re the best….. OH FUCK ME!" She climaxed. It makes a guy feel good to have a girl with such a short fuse. I've had many girlfriends in my teen years that I could never get off no matter how hard I tried. I just always assumed it was me, and I'm sure part was my fault. But then I met Joy. On our first date, I made her climax by rubbing her cunny through her jeans. I decided there and then she would be my wife. It took me another three months to convince her. Joy's parents were not too keen on our quick engagement. They were primarily concerned about our age difference, Joy was 17, and I was 22. Our daughter has taken after her mom. They both love sex, and they are both firecrackers in bed. It took all of my willpower to pull out of her fiery cunny. She sighed with disappointment. I flipped her over and got her to kneel - her cute little ass high in the air. Then I took the KY jelly and pushed it right up against her open butt hole. The pink hole winked at me when Kitty felt the contact, and then she giggled when the relatively cold jelly was squirted into her bowels. What was about to happen to her finally clicked in, "Are you going to screw my bottom hole, daddy?" "Yes, ma'am, that's the plan," I said as I lined up my cock and was ready to push. Kitty was off the bed in a flash, "No, I don't think so!" She howled. “Have you seen your cock? You're going to rip me in half! That thing won't fit in my bum. No way, no how!" I had to laugh, "Honey, I fit inside your cunny hole. It's much easier to fit in your butt hole. You should just let me try if it hurts. I'll stop." "Nope. Becky Cummings, at school. She let some boys do her butt. There was a bunch of them, and she ended up in the hospital." "Really?" I asked. I heard about that girl. It was in the newspaper about eight months ago, "I thought that the boys used things on her like sticks and a broom handle? Didn't they fill her butt with rocks and dirt?" Kitty was pale, "Yes, it was awful. They were so mean to her, and she was crying, and the boys just kept being mean and nearly killed her. When she got out of the hospital, she had to carry around a bag 'cause her butt wasn't working right anymore. It was more than a month later that she could poo normal again." "Well, sweetheart, I would never do any of those things to you. You should know that. But it's ok if you don't want to try anal sex. We can just cuddle." We both got under the covers, and for the first time in days, we turned on the TV. We watched some lame sitcom on the Disney Channel, and Kitty turned to me and kissed me. "OK, you can try." She said. "Are you sure?" I asked. "You don't have to." "Yeah. I thought how nice it felt when you finger fuck my ass. If you fit inside me, your cock will feel a million times better. But if I say stop, you have to stop!" "I promise," I told her. "And if you push any rocks inside me, they have to be very smooth." "I don't have any rocks, sweetheart." I laughed as I got her back into the ass-up position. Looking at me over her shoulder, she asked, "Do you think we could find some for tomorrow night? Some smooth rocks? Becky said that that was the only part she really got off on." I pushed, and she squealed, "Ho, stop!" then my dick head was inside, and she cooed, "Oh, hey, this is nice." "Should I stay, push in or pull out?" I asked. "You stay still. Let me push." Kitty said and then started to rock back and forth on her knees. In and out, I slid. First two inches, which felt amazing. Then three, then four. I thought that was as deep as I would get. She was speeding up and moaning. Clearly, she was enjoying her first ass fuck. I was tempted to reach under her and play with her clit, but I thought it might cut the fun short. It seemed like she was trying to get more of me inside her bowel, then she asked, "Daddy, can you fuck me back? I want you deeper, and I can't do it myself." "OK, Kitty Cat. You just tell me if I'm doing it too hard." I went slow and steady, deeper and deeper until my balls were slapping her pussy. That's when the fireworks started. Kitty was howling for me to fuck her harder and screaming that she loved having her ass fucked. I became concerned that the thick walls of the wigwam, the trees, and the distance, might not be enough. My daughter is a very vocal fuck. Kitty collapsed onto the bed. I was still inside her, and I needed to cum. I continued to fuck her faster and then finally peaked and hosed down the insides of her with my cum. I was exhausted and just wanted to lie there, but I knew Kitty's butt hole was probably leaking and did not want to sleep with shit all night. I got some tissue and plugged her up. She looked at me sideways, "What did you put inside me? I thought you said you didn't have no rocks?" "It's just a little tissue," I told her. "I'm going to run you a hot bath." Half asleep, Kitty mumbled, "Rocks, sticks, brooms, and tissue. Why do all the boys want to shove stuff up girls' butt holes? Boys are so bizarre." I ran the bath and added the salts from the pharmacy. Then I picked up my sleeping daughter. I sat her on the toilet, lifted both legs high, and pulled out the tissue. Globs of cum rolled out of her red raw sphincter. "Try to push. Like you need to poop." She pushed. I forgot that most people make water when they try to poop. As Kitty bore down to empty her ass, her bladder was also released. The yellow stream hit me right in the chest. When her half-asleep eyes saw this, she giggled and pivoted her hips so that the warm flow sprayed me in the face. The giggle turned into a happy laugh. Music. I'm generally not into golden showers. Joy does not have that kink, but I dated a set of twins in high school that liked pee games. I realized early that they saw it as a form of self-flagellation. These girls thought they were 'bad' because they loved sex and saw me pissing on them and in their mouths as a form of punishment. I was too young to fully grasp it at the time, but later in life, I realized that I mistreated them both. As I opened my mouth and let my 8-year-old daughter piss into it, I wondered if I was doing this for my own enjoyment or as my own punishment for sexually molesting my daughter. Her urine was unique. It was slightly salty and slightly sweet. There was also a hint of bacon, which she had with both her breakfast and dinner. She started to laugh when she saw her pee running out of my open mouth and down my chest. I closed my mouth and swallowed. Kitty cut off her stream (something I've never been able to do. Once I start to flow, it's going to continue until I'm empty). Still laughing, she asked, "Do you want more, daddy?" "Yes, please," I said and opened my mouth. "Silly daddy." She said as her stream started again. Like the first time, it started at my chest, and then she adjusted the flow and aim until she was filling up my mouth and stomach. Then she giggled and, with a twinkle in her eyes, "Kiss me, daddy. I want to taste it." I closed my mouth and leaned in for a kiss. Kitty's mouth was open, and her tongue pushed its way into my mouth. I took the back of her head with both my hands to tighten the link and opened my mouth. Kitty's piss, warm and tangy, flowed back and forth between us. Finally, she swallowed and pushed herself away from me, "More, daddy. Do that again." Her flow was significantly reduced as her tank was running dry. I clamped my mouth over her whole vulva and managed to almost fill my mouth with what she had left. We kissed again and again she swallowed. "OK, let's get you cleaned up and ready for bed," I told her as I wiped her ass. Something I haven't done since she was just two years old. I lifted her up and stepped into the tub, then sat with her in my lap. "Try to open up your pussy and your butt hole. Let the salty water into your body. It will help wash you and heal you." She turned and said, "All I need is your kisses, daddy." We slowly kissed each other until the water turned cold. Then I turned on the shower and rinsed up off. Kitty was asleep again before I put her to bed. June 7th A hot and sunny day I woke up late. My little fuck buddy was gone, and when I opened my eyes, I saw her at the table. She was on her laptop. "Good morning Kitty Cat. Whatcha doing?" "Good morning, sleepy daddy. Did I wear you out? I thought you were gonna sleep till noon." She bounced over to me and kissed me in a very daughterly way. I was a little surprised, but I didn't say anything. "I've been a busy girl. First, I found another SPEEDWAY, SPEEDWAY, SPEEDWAY for us to go to in Flagstaff, Arizona." *This is something that people from the south will get but few others. For some reason, just about all race tracks say their names three times. I don't know, I think they just like the alliteration…. or it helps the 'good 'ol boys' remember. But the announcers seem to always lower their voices a few octaves and put a bit of gravel in the back of their throats. Now, if you want to hear something cute, just listen to a bit of birdy of a girl trying to mimic these vocal gymnastics, SPEEDWAY, SPEEDWAY, SPEEDWAY. "Cool, I think that's two days away. What else did we have on the docket for Flagstaff?" Kitty gave me a mischievous smile, "A Yurt in the painted desert. And a helicopter tour of the Grand Canyon." "I don't think so, Honey. We looked into that, and I told you it was too expensive." "I didn't do it. Mommy did." She got out of bed and retrieved her laptop. After snuggling back under the covers with me, she showed me the email she got from Joy. "My dear, daughter. Know always that I love you. You are my baby, and you will always be my baby. I know that you recently took a step towards womanhood, and you enjoyed the experience. I hope that my words and actions did not tarnish that memory. I think that you are worried that I will be mad or judge you if you share the details. I want you to know that I will not be angry, no matter who took your virginity. No matter who. I'm just happy that the man made you feel good and made you happy. I will support you in continuing your physical relationship with this man if you want that to continue. Even when you get home. You need not tell me who, and I won't try to guess his name. I will try my best to respect your privacy. See below the details of a very romantic package for two. It included the Yurt you wanted to go to. I picked out one that is out of the way with a pretty view. If you are anything like me, noise may be an issue. I only learned to control my volume during sex after your brother was born. There is also a fabulous helicopter tour. It was a little pricy, but it was included in the package. Give my love to daddy. I love you both and miss you both." I looked at Kitty, "Your mom knows it was me." "Yeah, that's what I thought too. Do you believe her? Will she let me continue my physical relationship with you?" Kitty asked, taking hold of my dick to make sure I understood the question. "Yeah, I think she will. Your mom is more, um, sexual them me. I think she understands your needs more than I do. I'm wondering if maybe she set us up. She gave you a lot of sexual information and guidance that seemed to steer you directly to my bed. She never told me about it. I'm not sure if I should be mad, grateful, or impressed." "Well, I'm grateful. I love you, and I love this." She bent over and took me into her warm, delightful mouth. There was a flash, and Kitty looked at me with her mouth full of dick. I took another picture. She pulled me out, "Are you going to send that picture to mommy?" "No. Well, maybe. I want to talk to your mom. Even if she knows about us making love, she might not want to see it." "I don't know." Kitty said as she mounted me, letting my dick slip into her ass, smooth and easy, "I think mom would love some video." She slowly fucked me, and I took several short clips. The best one was the sixty-second clip as she orgasmed, her body arching, her eyes rolling back, and her grunts turned into a shriek of ecstasy, "Oh, daddy, your cock feels so good fucking my little ass!" As we drove to Gallup, New Mexico, Kitty, and her mom talked on the phone. A lot of what they talked about made me cringe. When Kitty and I had sex, it was the most natural thing in the world. There was little doubt that I was doing the right thing. She loved it, and I loved it. Hearing my daughter describe it to my wife made me feel like a pervert. An abusive child rapist. Of course, Kitty never mentioned my name or the word 'daddy.' She told Joy about how much she liked the feel of a dick in her mouth and the taste of cum. “I love the feel of his head in the back of my throat. It fits so perfectly like it was always meant to be there.” She told her mom about the first time I fucked her pussy and how fun it was. “It hurt so much when he first broke into me, It was like I was stabbed with a sword by a pirate, but then we kissed. And he let me get stretched, and I started to move my hips and, OH, mommy, it was like my whole body was on fire! Not in a bad way, it was like fire and lighting of wonderful! Thunder of good feelings in every part of my body!” Kitty even told Joy about us fucking three times that night. She talked about getting something for her sore pussy. Then she told her mom about her ass fuck last night and again this morning. "Oh, mommy, have you ever done butt sex? Did you love it?" Joy seemed to be happy and supportive, "Yes, Honey. I like anal sex too. Your daddy loves to fuck my ass, especially when I'm on my period." Then Joy said something that finally made me believe she was 100% on board, "When you get home, will you let me drink sperm out of your freshly fucked pussy?" "You would do that, mommy? You want to lick my pussy?" "Yes, my Pussy Cat. I would love to lick you and make you cum." "Can I lick your cunny, mommy? I've never tried sex with a girl." "Yes, I'm wet just thinking about your pretty face between my legs. The way your trip is going, don't be surprised if you find several girls to fuck before you get to our new home." Joy also talked with me. Primarily things like telling me the best cream to use on Kitty’s pussy and ass hole and make sure she doesn't overdo it. Have fun. She ended the call by telling us that she misses us and loves us. The Ah-Shi-Sle-Pah Wilderness Study Area was amazing. If you have the opportunity, I highly recommend it. It was a long day and a long hike. It's a natural desert area with massive multicolored sandstone hoodoos, petrified wood, and dinosaur bones. The trail was empty. We only saw three other couples. Kitty kept wanting to screw, but I kept telling her it was too dangerous. Finally, she found a beautiful overlook with an incredible view of the whole valley. Kitty grinned at me with her cute little, 'I'm horny' smile. “There's only one tail up and one trail down. We can see anyone coming up here an hour before they get here, Daddy." She was naked by the time she finished this sentence. Needless to say, I'm a weak man. Seeing my beautiful girl, naked and ripe. Her skin glowed with eager anticipation. She looked at me shyly, "Sex in such a gorgeous place will be so special, daddy. Listen..." Her head tilted, and her smile spread wider, "Just the wind through the trees and birds singing." I started to strip, and she bounced from foot to foot singing her little song, "I'm gonna get some daddy dick! My womb is going to be filled with cum!" I held up a long, smooth, skinny rock, “Look what I found.” Kitty took it from my hands and ran her hands up and down its 7-inch length, “where did you find this? It’s pretty.” “Back about a mile. When we crossed the river basin.” “Is this for my ass?” I smiled at her, “Realy, daddy?” She giggled. “you’re going to put it in me? Shove it up my ass, please.” We laid down our picnic blanket. I greased up the rock, knelt down, and wrapped my arm around Kitty’s ass. Kitty stood with one leg flat on the ground and the other on my shoulder. Her pussy and ass opened like a flower. I kissed her dark pink lips then her pink pucker hole. “Do it, daddy. Shave that up into my butt. I want to feel it inside me.” I slowly pushed the smooth stone into her butt. She shivered, “It feels nice. Deeper.” All but the last inch was in her, “Ready? I’m about to push it all the way in.” “DO it, daddy.” I pushed. It disappeared into her, and she climaxed. We made love. Slow and sweetly. As I ground into her in a quiet, steady rhythm. My little girl murmured her music of pleasure and gentle words of love into my ear. I could feel the hard stone in her as my cock fucked in and out of her pussy. Our mutual orgasms were not the enormous explosions that we had been having over the past few days. No, as I filled her with my seed, she had a long slow climax. Afterward, She squatted and ‘pooped’ the stone out of her, giggling as it slowly slid out and fell to the sand. We ate our picnic in the nude, in the sun, full of quiet happiness. As Kitty sipped her water, she asked, "Was that the best sex you ever had, daddy?" I told her honestly, "I was just thinking that same thought. It was beyond anything I've ever experienced." We both took many pictures. I sent Joy one of Kitty on the picnic blanket. She was criss-cross apple sauce or Indian style from my youth. Behind her was the setting sun, lighting the valley with its blood-red glow. Kitty had sent a similar selfy shot earlier in the day, right before we had sex. She texted said, "Isn't this the most beautiful place in the world, mom? I wish you were here." Joy sent a text back to both of us, "I'm glad your both have such a wonderful time. I especially liked getting the before and after photos. Thank you, love you, miss you both." "Before and after?" I asked, "Did you text your mom?" "Yeah, this..." She showed me her phone. "Did you?" I showed her the photo I had sent. "That's a great picture. I get what she was saying. In my picture, I was a daisy fresh girl, and look what you've done to me. My hair is mussed, I have a love bite on my neck, and my cunny is leaking your incestuous cum." "Yeah, you're right. I guess it's pretty apparent that you had just been mauled. You look so cute before I fucked you and so erotic and used afterward." "Is my daddy horny again?" She giggled as she stroked my dick. She licked my shaft from balls to head, “I like tasting myself on your dick. Can we fuck again?” "Let's make camp first," I told her. We found a nice area in the niche formed by three giant hoodoos. The floor was deep and soft sand. Above us were the stars. We laid the blanket down and again and zipped our sleeping bags together. Warm and cozy, we loved each other then fell asleep. Later that night, I woke with my daughter's warm mouth licking and sucking my cock. I opened my eyes, expecting to see her smiling face down at my crotch. Instead, I was treated to the view of her spectacular ass and wet pussy, inches from my nose. Her round full moon was right below the lunar full moon. I took one of my most treasured photos - Kitty's sweet ass and pussy with the moon in the same frame. SO beautiful. After preserving the image for posterity, I took hold of her tiny ass and licked her hairless snatch. We fucked under the stars. June 8th Bright and Sunny We talked to Joy on the phone for most of the drive to Flagstaff. It was nice, almost like she was in the car with us. Kitty told her all about the hike, the stares, hoodoos, and petrified wood. I was surprised by how much of the geology Kitty knew. She also backtracked and gave Joy a lot of the details from our other stops. I could tell that Joy was desperate for Kitty to talk about sex. She was also scared of our strong-willed daughter freezing her out again, so she left the subject dancing in the background of each of Kitty's stories. When we got to the Flagstaff airport, I cut off the call, "We're here, Joy. We'll call you once we get to the Yurt and tell you all about the tour." Joy giggled, "Well, maybe not right after you get to the yurt. Our little girl will need some attention first. Call me after that. I love you both so much." "I love you too, Joy. You're the best wife any man could hope for. We both miss you." The helicopter tour was fantastic. I've seen the Grand Canyon before, but I never went down to the Colorado River at the bottom. The pilot was smitten with my little girl, and the two flirted during the ride. She quickly lengthened his name from Ted to Teddy - a sure sign that she was crushing on the handsome man. There was a small landing pad at the bottom of the canyon. Ted let us off and held up two bottles, "Do you want leaded or unleaded?" "Leaded or unleaded?" Kitty asked, looking up at me. "He has two options for the champagne. One has alcohol, and the other doesn't." Kitty did a happy dance, "Can I try alcohol, Daddy?" She pulled me down to her level and kissed me, "Please." Ted said, "I'm only supposed to leave one bottle, but I can leave you both." He put the two bottles in a cooler sitting next to the yurt. I looked around. The yurt was large, with enough room for a shower, bath, toilet, and a big round bed. There was also a small table. Outside, there is a love seat, hot tub, and a big fire pit. "This is fantastic. I told Ted. Where are the other yurts?" We have another ten up on the rim. This is the only one we were allowed to set up inside the canyon. Enjoy it while you can, the Feds are trying to take our license away, so it may not last." He playfully ruffled Kitty's hair, "Your mom asked me to set up the yurt with all the bells and whistles. She said, you are an extraordinary girl. And now that I've met you, I have to agree." Ted stood back up and told me, "Well, I think you two have everything you need. Cell phone reception down here can be spotty, but there is a radio in the yurt if you have an emergency." Kitty told Ted, "Um, Teddy, can you wait a second?" She took my hand and pulled me into the yurt. Whispering, she asked, "Um, daddy, do you think Teddy is cute?" I laughed, "He's not my type, Honey. I only like girls." "No, that's not what I mean." She looked at the ground, her gears spinning, "I think he's cute. I kinda like him, you know - like like." "OK, I can see that. You two have been flirting. I think he might like likes you too." "Would you be mad if I did stuff with him? Sex stuff?" She wouldn't look me in the eyes and was blushing deeply. I took her chin and lifted it up, and smiled at her. She bashfully smiled back, "I'd like to play with his body and let him play with me." "OK, Honey. Don't be mad if he doesn't want to play. Not all men are into little girls..." "I know, but if he is, you won't be mad at me?" Kitty's eyes lit up. "No, Honey. The whole goal of this trip is for us to bond. Part of that is me trusting you to pick out the right guys in your life." I kissed her deeply, "I'll tell him I want to go for a hike and ask him to stay and watch over you. How's that sound?" She was doing the happy dance again, "Great. Perfect!" Only it didn't quite work out that way. We both left the yurt, and Kitty ran up to Ted and grabbed his hand, "Daddy is going for a hike. You have to stay with me." My little Pussy Cat pulled the pilot into the yurt. Ted looked back at me as he disappeared behind the flap. As I hiked up the river, my mind was in a whirl. On the one hand, I was proud that my daughter was so confident in her sexuality that she felt free to seduce a grown man. On the other hand, I was jealous. We are in a lovely spot, and my little girl is horny for another man. Then on the third hand, my little eight-year-old girl has gained more experience during this trip them most grown women have by their twenties. I looked at my phone. Kitty and Ted had over an hour. I headed back, moving quicker on the return trip. I was still about a hundred yards away when I heard my daughter howling like a wolf. When I came around the corner, I heard her grunting, "Fuck me harder! Fuck me deeper! Oh, Teddy, your cock feels so good in my ass! OH FUCK, I'M CUMMING AGAIN!" Ted was sitting on a love seat, and Kitty was in his lap using her long, muscular legs to pump herself up and down Ted's dick. He had his hands wrapped around her tiny waist, helping her. Kitty saw me and giggled, "Look, daddy! Teddy is fucking me again! He already gave me a load of sperm!" Hearing her call to me seemed to take some of Ted's steam, but it didn't stop him. Kitty opened her legs wider, "Daddy, can you fuck my pussy? Please, daddy, I want two cocks in me at the same time!" It was so hot to fuck my eight-year-old girl as another man's cock slid in and out of her with only several thin layers of flesh between us. I leaned in and kissed Kitty deeply, then told her, "I love you so much." Kitty began to howl again. After both Ted and I climaxed into Kitty, we all retreated into the cool interior of the yurt. I broke out the champagne. Kitty cheered when it popped. "This is real? With alcohol?" Kitty asked as I poured her a glass. "Yeah, drink it slowly. I don't want you to overdo it." Ted refused the next glass, "Are you sure?" "Yeah, I'm already late. I have to go, and flying and champagne don't mix." Ted began to dress. Still naked, Kitty walked Ted out to the helicopter. "What time are you coming to pick us up?" "Well, I'm supposed to pick you up at noon, but maybe I can come early?" Kitty kissed him sweetly, "I would like that. I want to make you cum early." He hugged her and squeezed her ass, and then he was gone. Kitty and I walked back into the yurt. I picked her up and held her tightly. Do you love me, daddy?" "So much, honey, From here to the moon and back." "Thank you for letting me do that. Teddy was fun. Did you like doing me with him? You, know, him in my bottom and you in my cunny?" I handed her the glass of champagne and said, "Yes, I had fun. Let's toast to my little girl's first double penetration fuck." We clinked our glasses, and Kitty sipped her first taste of bubbly, "Well?" "It's yummy! It makes my nose tickle." We both worked together to prepare our dinner - it was easy because the meal was ready for us and only needed to be heated and plated. It was delicious. Then we lit a fire and toasted marshmallows to make s’mores. As we watched the fire and looked at the stars, Joy called, "Hi Honey." I said. "The Helicopter tour was amazing, and the yurt you booked us into is more amazing. Hold on, I'll turn on FaceTime." Once we could both see each other, I handed my phone to Kitty. "Give your mom the tenpenny tour." "Hi, Mommy!" Kitty said. "We loved the tour and the yurt, and the pilot was yummy!" She walked around and showed Joy the camp. Joy asked, "So, you said the pilot was yummy?" "Oh, he is. Teddy is so handsome, mommy." Kitty was bubbling, "I had my first double penetration, and Teddy was up my butt hole, and daddy..." She stopped and looked at me. I could tell she was about to cry. Joy could see that Kitty was about to lose it and said, "Kitty, can you repeat that? I didn't hear anything after Teddy is handsome." "Um, you didn't hear about, um?" Kitty said. "I just asked you about Teddy, and you said he was handsome, then the video glitched. Did you say something else?" Joy smiled at her daughter. Kitty thought a bit, "Yes, I said that I had sex with Teddy. I let him do my bottom hole, and I also sucked his wiener. Daddy went for a walk 'cause he wanted to look at the canyon." "You didn't what him to fuck your pussy, Honey?" Joy asked. "No, my pussy is just for, um... special people." She looked at me and smiled. "But I like anal sex. Have you ever had anal sex, mommy?" "Yes, dear. Mommy likes anal sex too." She laughed, "Can I talk with daddy?" "OK, mom. Love you." Kitty made kissing sounds and handed me the phone. I turned off the video. "Hey, Honey. Good save there." I said. Joy giggled, "Yeah, I thought that there was going to be a scene. I'm glad that you two are having fun. I picked out that yurt because it was romantic and private. I want you two to bond. Try to convince our daughter to open up to her mom. If she's willing to share a DP with you and a pilot, she should be willing to share with me." "Yeah, I'll talk with her. I think she's close to letting you in closer." Kitty was listening to my side of the conversation and looked uneasy. To Kitty, I said, "Mommy said she's glad you had fun with the pilot, but that she hoped this special place would be for just me and you. So that we could bond and have a romantic night together." Kitty took the phone from me and clicked the video back on, "I'm sorry, Mommy. I'll spend the rest of the night with just daddy. I didn't mean to ruin it by being a slut." Joy laughed, "Hey, I never called you a slut. You take that back." Kitty laughed too, "OK, you never said it, but I have been very... horny. I think about sex all the time. I don't know why." She aimed the phone between her legs and opened them wide, "Look how wet I am." As she finger fucked herself, a thin cream drooled out of her cunt. Kitty pushed two fingers into her cunny then showed the goo stretching between her fingers. Then as her mom watched, she sucked the pussy cum off her fingers. "Oh, Honey, you look so delicious. I would love to lick that cream out of you. Would it be OK to let daddy lick you while I watch?" "Really?" Kitty giggled and looked at me with a fiery gaze. Joy showed off her own pussy and said, "See how wet you've made me? I'm dripping just like you are. Only I don't have anyone here to help me out." "How about Timmy? I bet he would love to lick you." Kitty said. This simple sentence was quite an eye-opener for me. For the last several days, I've been eating and sleeping incest. Every waking moment has been spent thinking about my daughter's preteen body and ways to debase it, love it, and adore it. Joy has been pushing Kitty and me into this new relationship. Is that because she wants the same thing with Tim? Maybe she has the same relationship with Tim? Am I ok with Joy fucking our son? I think I am. When Kitty made her suggestion, Joy paused. Then she gave a nervous laugh, "Well, maybe Honey. I'll need to talk to your daddy about that later." "OK, so do you still want to watch daddy lick me?" She asked. Then without waiting for an answer, she stripped off her dress and opened her legs wide, "OK, daddy. Mommy wants to see you give me a big orgasm." She pulled her pussy open and was oozing cum. She must be very horny, I thought to myself. Her climax started right when I pushed a finger into her. Later I would ask Joy about our daughter's filming, and she said, "I was amazed. Either you and her pussy or her cute little climax face was in the frame the whole time. You have a little firecracker there." After the call was ended, I asked Kitty, "You didn't let Ted fuck your pussy?" "No, daddy. My pussy is only for you. Someday if I get married, I might let my husband fuck my pussy. But not until I’m married." I broached the brother question, "How about Timmy? Would you let Timmy screw your cunny and your ass?" "Sure." She said without a thought, "He's my brother. He can fuck all my holes." Then she looked at me, "Do you think mommy is screwing Timmy? "Yeah, maybe," I said. She rubbed her naked cunt, "Ummm, I would like to watch that." "Do you want to go into the hot tub?" I asked. She hugged me, "I will if you want to, but mostly, I just want to take you to bed and be romantic.” I needed a shower, and I thought Kitty would join me. Instead, she lit a hundred candles all over the yurt (led ones, the yurt company did not provide real candles). Then she called the yurt company on the radio and told them to tell Teddy to pick them up at noon instead of earlier. Did I mention that I have the best daughter in the whole world? That night Kitty told me, "Make romantic love to me with lots of touching and nibbling, please." I did not have any problem with that request. June 9th – Rain The following day I told Kitty, "I want to fuck you hard this time." "OK, Daddy, but I might get loud." "I know. I want to hear your cries of passion bouncing around the canyon. I think it'll be super sexy." I said. Then I set up both her phone and my phone aimed at the bed. Kitty was as loud as she promised she would be, and I think my beautiful preteen daughter's echoes are still bouncing around the grand canyon to this very day. The helicopter pilot turned out to be a woman for the return flight. Kitty was sad/mad and asked the woman, "Where is Teddy?" "His wife went into labor late last night, and he's in the hospital with her." She said. "Oh? He's married?" Kitty said, a little angry. "He never told me that." As the pilot helped with our backpacks, she whispered to me, "Young girls always get fascinated with Ted." During the drive to Winona, Kitty was quiet. She clutched to my arm, but all attempts to get the girl to talk were met with one-word responses. Finally, about 10 miles out of town, she asked, "Why did Ted have to be married?" "Well, I think he probably loves his wife and wanted to spend his life with her," I said. "You kinda had a crush on him, didn't you?" "Well, it's not like I thought he was gonna ask me to marry him or nothing. It's just that, well, yeah, I guess, I think, I maybe, kinda loved him a little bit." "It's very natural for that to happen. Many girls, maybe even most girls, mix love and sex. You need to be careful. If you fall in love with every boy that sticks his cock up your ass, you might be in for a lot of heartaches." It turned out that Winina was little more than a dot on the map. We stopped and saw the world's greatest ball of twine. It was only about four feet tall. Kitty joked, "It should be called the world's most ok ball of twine." We had a decent lunch, and as we sat eating, it started to rain. We decided that Winona was entirely forgettable and that we would not stay the night. On the drive to Kingman, Arizona, Kitty sighed, "I guess I was silly. You know, falling for Teddy just because he was so handsome and his dick was so pretty. I really liked sucking his dick, it was smaller than yours, and I could get all of it in my mouth. That was fun." She was quiet again for a couple of miles, "I love you, daddy." "I love you too, sweetheart. Maybe if you find a friend that is closer to your own age?" I suggested. She snuggled up against me and hugged my arm, "Yeah, Maybe." Little did I know that she would have that opportunity within the next couple of hours. Right outside of Kingman is a little ghost town of Santa Claus, Arizona. It was built as a tourist attraction to market land for sale back in the 1930s. The only people that ever lived there were the families that ran the attractions - a post office, Santa's workshop, and a small herd of reindeer, along with a dozen others. Once it became apparent that no one wanted to live in the middle of the Mohave Desert, the town was abandoned. When we got to the town and pulled up next to a large van. The rain had stopped, and Kitty and I got out of the car and could not see anyone. The little town seemed to be populated by nothing but weeds, wind, and ghosts. "Do you hear that?" My daughter asked, clinging to my legs with a joyous fear. "It's the ghosts!" My little leach seemed to think this was like a movie with piped in sound effects. I think she anticipated people in masks jumping out and yelling "boo." "Listen more closely," I said. She did but still wasn’t hearing it, "Think about what we were doing two hours ago and the sounds we were making." She started to laugh and fell to the ground on her ass, "That’s fucking! They're fucking! Can we watch it? Can we, daddy? I've never seen real fucking before." I held out my hands to her, "OK, but you have to be quiet." We walked past the post office and towards the little hotel. The sound was getting louder, and voices were co-mingling with the slap, slap, slap, and the moans and groans. The windows had all been broken out decades before. We crept closer until we could see inside. Even after all the debauchery of the past week, I was still surprised. There were five naked, young boys ranging in age from 12 to maybe 16. In the middle of the room was a woman that was being fucked by two of the boys as the other three cheered them on. "Fuck her harder, Jack! Make mom cum!" Said the tallest boy. When Kitty heard this, she giggled loud enough for the group inside to hear. One of the boys pointed, "Hey! Those people are spying on us." I raised my hands, "We were just walking by and saw you. We didn't mean to intrude." The mom looked over. Her hips were still rising and falling on her son's dick. "My little girl has never seen anyone have sex before, and she wanted to watch." The woman smiled, "What a stunning little girl. You are both welcome. Come closer so you can get a better view, sweetheart." We both came into the room through the door, and The woman held her hand out to me, "My name is Brenda. These five are my spawn. The one in my pussy is Sid, Jack is in my ass, and the three hooligans cheering them on and waiting their turn are Len, Ben, and Alf. Do you boys mind if this pretty girl and her dad watch us play our little game?" All the boys were very enthusiastic about letting pretty Kitty watch. But then Alf, the oldest of the group, said, "I think she should be naked. It's not fair that she has seen us nude, and we haven't seen her." Kitty didn't hesitate. Without looking to me for approval, she pulled off her dress and asked, "Will you hold this for me, daddy?" "Sure, Hon." Brenda started to fuck faster, "Jack, fuck me harder!" She commanded. Kitty was watching and moved even closer. "Do you like sex, honey?" She asked. Her breath was coming in pants. "Yes, ma'am. I like sex a lot. I just lost my virginity four days ago. I've had a bunch of fun. Do you like sex?" Brenda laughed, "Yes, dear. I love sex. I am the luckiest girl in the world because I had five boys, and all of them love putting sperm into the womb that birthed them. One of the boys took Kitty's hand and placed it on his dick. She began stroking him. I'm not sure if she realized what she was doing, but the kid looked at his brothers like he was hot shit. Then another brother took Kitty's other hand and did the same thing. Brenda watched my daughter and smiled at me. Then she said, "Ben, why don't you play with Kitty while she watches?" The boy pushed on Kitty's shoulders to make her bend over the table. Her mouth was now within Kissing distance Sid, and he pulled her a little closer and started to French her. Ben lined up his dick with her pussy and pushed it in. Kitty let him fuck her for a minute or two, then jumped away from him, "Hey, not that hole! My pussy is only for my daddy!" Brenda laughed and told me, "You have your daughter well trained." To Kitty, she asked, "Can my boys fuck your mouth and ass hole, Sweety Pie?" Kitty looked at me and asked, "Is it ok, Daddy? Can I let all these boys do me? Is that OK? Please?" "Have fun, honey," I told her. Soon they had Kitty lined up, and one boy was fucking her face, and the other was fucking her ass. She was spit-roasted until the two kids climaxed. It didn't seem like Kitty was enjoying herself. She looked over at me and started to say something, "Daddy, I'm..." But her words were cut off when one of the boys shaved his dick into her mouth. Kitty's first gang bang continued, and each boy had a turn with her mouth and her ass. If she had any orgasms, I couldn't tell. My daughter has been so expressive over the last week, it seemed odd that today she is acting like little more than a cum dump. She wasn't controlling the sex at all. She was just there and nothing more. All the boys had one turn, and three boys had their second turn in her ass when the older one, Alf, tried to fuck her pussy again. She spun around and yelled, "NO! Not in my pussy! Not anywhere! I'm done! Daddy, let's go home!" Naked, Kitty stormed to the car, and I followed her cum dripping ass. It had started to rain again, and we were both quickly soaked. Once in the car, she began to hit me. Her tiny fists were battering my arm and chest like little butterflies, "Why did you let those boys do me! Why didn't you make them stop!" She cried. "I thought you wanted them to fuck you?" I said, holding her to my chest and hugging her. "If you wanted them to stop, you just needed to say stop. Why didn't you tell them to stop?" She began to settle down. Then she pushed away from me and launched herself out of the car. Kitty doubled over and retched in the mud between our vehicle and the big van. She vomited a massive amount of shiny, thick cum. Maybe a full pint. She kept heaving until she was dry. Her chin and chest were coated in the gelatinous goo. Kitty was on her knees, panting, when the same mess began to shoot out her other end. It seemed that her ass was storing twice as much cum as her stomach had. "Oh, daddy, make it stop!" She cried. I went to the trunk and found a towel to wrap her in. Then held her until she calmed down. Once she was settled down, I laid her down in the back seat and drove to the motel. After running a hot bath and adding the last of the salt crystals, the two of us got into the water. She held me and fell to sleep. As she slept, I gently washed her body and hair and tried to use my fingers to pry open her abused butt hole. She made little murmuring coos as my finger's explored for tears or damage. I finally took her to bed and wrapped her in a warm, dry towel. ************************ June 10th Rain with a chance of sunshine I woke up to the sound of Joy talking to Kitty, "...well, honey, it's up to you to say no. If you said no and the boys kept screwing you, then yes, you would have every right to be mad. But the way you tell the story you wanted them to do you and daddy would have no way to know you wanted it to stop. Do you expect him to read your mind?" "No, I guess not," Kitty said. She was on the other side of the room, sitting on a small couch. Curled up in a tiny ball and sucking her thumb. "And what is going to happen to you at school when dad and I are not there?" "What do you mean?" Kitty asked. Joy asked, "Well, now that you're sexually active, do you think you will want to have sex with kids at school?" "Yeah, maybe," Kitty said. Her hand dipped under her robe to rub her clitty at the thought. "So you can't just have sex in the classroom without getting in trouble, so you'll need to find an out of the way corner of the school. When I was a girl, it was always behind the baseball dugout." "Yeah, at my old school, girls would fuck behind the gym during lunch," Kitty said in a dreamy voice. I could see her fingers were wet with her juice. I always wanted to watch them, but I was scared.” "Now think about this, my little Pussy Cat. If you go behind the baseball dugouts, bike rack, gym, or wherever, who will be there to stop boys from doing you if you don't want them to do you? If you’re back there and your boyfriend cums in your pretty little pussy and then..." "No. Daddy is the only one allowed to cum in my pussy. It's my rule." "Your rule or daddy's rule?" Joy asked with a hint of jealousy. "My rule. And don't be mean to me about it. It's my rule, and you can't make me change my rules, so be nice." "OK, ok, it's your rule, and I won't try to make you change it. But the question is still valid. If you have some cute boy off, someplace where the teachers can't see you. Once he is done with your ass and passes you to his friend, and then another boy wants a turn fucking your tiny ass, then another boy. Who is going to stop them, Kitty?" "I don't know?" She said, worried. "You have to stop them. You have to tell them NO and make it clear that you do not want to be fucked by the whole school. Just like you should have said no last night to those boys." "But what if they don't stop, mommy? What if they hold me down and force me to fuck the whole school?" My little eight-year-old was finger fucking herself deeply, clearly excited by the thought of being raped. Joy gave a little chuckle, "Well, that is part of being a woman, honey. There are a lot of evil men out there. They say that close to a third of all women will be sexually assaulted during their lifetime, but I bet the real number is much higher." "Is that including statue raping? 'cause I don't think that should count, just 'cause I'm little," Kitty said. I could hear the wet sucking sounds of her hot cunt as her finger fucking sped up. "Statue rape? Oh, you mean statutory rape." Joy giggled. "Yes, I think the number would include statutory rape. So, you’re right, that part of the count might be inflated." "Have you... Oh... Oh... ever been raped, mommy?" Kitty's eyes closed, and her head lolled back, "Did you like it? Did you love it, mommy? Was your rape fun and wonderful?" Joy could tell our daughter was sexually excited. I could hear the grin in her voice, "Yes, Honey. I've been raped once. It was at school, in a situation like the one I just asked you about. I liked a boy, and I let him fuck me behind the baseball dugout. The coach saw us and told the baseball team to teach me a lesson. I would have been there all night long, but my mom was worried because I was so late and she came looking for me. When she saw me being raped, the coach told her why. She told them, "Well, you can each take one more turn, then I have to get my slutty daughter home and give her a good hard spanking." "Did she, mommy? Did grandma spank your naked butt cause you were naughty?" "Yes, she did. Then when grandpa got home, he punish fucked me and also spanked me." Oh, is that something daddy will do to me? Will daddy punish fuck my pussy and spank my bottom? Will he, because I was so naughty last night? Do you think he should? Do you want daddy to punish fuck my pussy, mommy? Should I tell daddy you said to do me? Do me hard! Ooooooooooo." Kitty laid on the couch panting. Joy asked, "Did you have a good climax?" Kitty giggled, "So good, mommy. I think I like diddling with you. I bet it will be even better when we are in the same room." "I bet it will be amazing, my sexy little baby girl." Joy agreed. "Should I wake up daddy and make him punish me? Because I was bad and slutty? I let a bunch of boys fuck my ass, Mommy. Maybe ten or twenty of them. Should daddy spank me and fuck me, like your daddy punished you? Should I?" "No, I don't think you were slutty. And that's not a nice word. You are still learning about sex. You need to be more careful about the situations you get yourself into. Daddy should also be more careful. He should know better than to let you stumble into a gang bang you're not ready for." "But I was mad at daddy, and I hit him. I walloped him. I bet he's black and blue. I was nasty and mean, and I think I should be punish fucked. I think daddy should punish fuck my pussy very hard." Then without warning, my daughter came flying onto the bed. Still in her robe, but it was wide open now, she jumped next to me, then right on top of me, "Daddy, wake up!" She giggled. I didn't need to act. Kitty startled me so much with her gymnastics that my reaction was 100% authentic. "Kitty! What is it? What happened?" "Mom said you have to punish me. I was a nasty slut yesterday because I fucked a hundred boys, and then I was mean to you and nearly killed you. I could have murdered you and that very naughty." I laughed, "You're not a..." "Mom said when she was little and naughty, and a slut, grandpa Jake and grandma Elma would spank her on her naked bottom." Kitty pulled off her robe and pulled back the sheets to get at my cock. "Then grandpa Jake would punish fuck mommy! Doesn't that sound amazing? Wouldn't you love to punish fuck me, daddy? Momma said you have to do it! You have to punish fuck me daddy, 'cause I was a naughty girl!" I grabbed my daughter around her waist and flipped her onto the mattress, pinning her. I blew raspberries on her belly, making her shriek with laughter. Her phone was next to us, and I saw that the line was still alive. I picked up the phone, "Hi Joy, what's this about Kitty being spanked? I'm surprised that you were angry about Kitty's adventure yesterday. It wasn't a particularly good experience for her. What did she tell you about her gang bang?" Joy repeated much of what I had already overheard. I corrected much of it - It was only five boys. Yes, she sucked them all off a couple of times, and she also let them all cum in her ass. "I should have stopped her, but our little Pussy Cat has been such a tiger lately that I thought it was what she really wanted. I feel terrible that I let it go on for so long." Then to Kitty, "You, young lady, are not going to be punished. I want you to learn from this, not connect a bad sexual experience to another bad sexual experience." Kitty looked a little disappointed. On the phone, Joy giggled and said what I was thinking, "You look a little disappointed, Kitty Cat?" "Yeah, I guess. It sounded like fun." Kitty was fingering herself again. I held the phone so that Joy could see her daughter's wet cunny. Then Joy suggested, "How about this Pussy Cat? What if your extra special nice to daddy all day long, and as a reward for being a good girl, he will give you a good hard but loving fuck in your tiny preteen pussy?" Kitty stopped finger fucking herself, realizing what was just suggested. She looked from me to Joy then asked her mom, "And you won't be mad?" "No, honey. I want you and your daddy to bond, just like I bonded with my daddy when I was eight years old. Well, maybe not just like your grandpa and me." "Why not, mommy?" Kitty asked, sitting up in the bed. "Well, my dad never admitted that he liked having sex with me. He needed to find an excuse to fuck me. It wasn't enough that he was horny. So he would find any reason to be mad with me. A bad test grade, coming home late, whatever. Then he would complain to mom, and she would suggest that he punish me. Daddy would strip me naked, spank me, and then fuck me off and on for the rest of the night. Sometimes he would invite his friends to 'help' him punish me. Sometimes your Uncle Peter or other family members would participate." Kitty was back inside her pussy, "It sounds like fun." Joy laughed, "Well, I guess it was, but it was also wildly screwed up. You see, honey, I grew up thinking there was something wrong with me. If I got an 'A' on a test, my mom and dad would say, 'Good Job' but act angry and disappointed. If I failed a test, they would pretend to be mad, but really they were happy because it gave them an excuse to do in my mouth, ass, or pussy. So for years, I purposely did badly in school or found other things to be naughty just to make my folks happy and because I fucking LOVED getting boned by my daddy." "Oh, I see. That is messed up, mommy. I'm sorry. Is it still like that? You know, with grandpa?" "No, it got better. In my freshman year in high school, I had a math teacher that took me under his wing. He could tell from class that I knew the subject better than anyone else in school. He thought it was test anxiety, and he set up an oral review. When I passed that with flying colors, he told me he was giving me an 'A.' Well, instead of being thrilled and thanking him, I burst out in tears and pleaded with him not to tell my parents that I was smart." Joy gave a little chuckle, "He thought that maybe I was being beaten or something and started to talk about reporting my family to welfare services. I couldn't have him do that, so I kissed him, and one thing led to another, and after he fucked me, I told him the whole truth. He convinced me to confront my folks. He offered me a fuck for every 'B' and that he would find three guys to fuck me for every 'A.' Soon, I didn't care that daddy wasn't doing me because I was getting all the cum I needed. Dad and mom finally relented and started to use sex as a reward. That's how I became valedictorian." Kitty asked, "What's a Valary Toren?" I told her, "It's Vale-dick-torian. It's Latin and means your mommy is the smartest person in the whole world." Joy laughed, "Well, not quite. It means that I got the best grades in my class. I'm sure there were other kids smarter, but they were not motivated by gang bangs like I was." Kitty's face clouded, "I don't like gang bangs. It was awful, mommy. The boys smelled funny, and their wieners tasted like poop. They didn’t really like me. They just wanted a place to cum. I ended up getting sick, and so much of their sperms came out like a million gallons or more. They also filled up my butt, and I pooped outside in the rain. It was nasty and horrible." I told her, "Most women go their whole lives without having a single gang bang. If you don't want to do another one, it's ok." "Or, mommy could set up a nice gang bang for you with nice boys that are smart enough to clean their cocks after butt fucking a girl." Joy offered. Seeing the look on Kitty's face, she added, "Or not. Whatever, honey." Then changing the subject completely, she asked, "Where are you two headed today?" I told her about going to Barstow, "I think it's going to be super-duper cool, mom. They have this solar electricity plant with a million mirrors, and we get to take a tour." Kitty got more excited, "And we are staying at the Vivos Underground Shelter. It is a fancy bomb shelter for rich people, very swanking and la-de-da. It can hold 4,000 people, but daddy and I will be almost all alone. If we get attacked by the Nazis, Australia, or someone, daddy and I will survive the nuclear war. Pretty cool, yeah?" She thought a moment, "I mean, I'll be sad about you and Timmy being dead or turning into zombies, but other than that, pretty cool, yeah?" The drive to the solar plant was a mixed bag. Kitty's idea of being nice to me was to suck my cock all the way to Barstow. Now, this would have been great - who doesn't want a pretty eight-year-old sucking their dick for two hours, right? Only my little daughter got it into her head that it would be wasteful to let me cum. So the little mink kept me on the edge of orgasm, all the way there. The tour was excellent. The facility has over 2,000 mirrors that track the sun. It also works at night or in the rain because the molten salts hold enough energy to run the turbines for two days. I was uncomfortable during the tour because whenever I finally got my dick under control, sweet little Kitty would rub me or flash me. On the drive to lunch, I finally asked her to stop. "Why, daddy?" She asked with her angelic little smile and her face covered in spit and precum. "Don't you like the way I suck your cock?" "No, Honey, I don't like it. I love it. But you're not letting me climax. My balls are about to explode. You have to decide to either let me cum in your mouth or stop sucking me. It's like torture." "OK, daddy. What hole would you like to squirt your stuff into?" She asked, stripping naked. I almost drove off the road. I did find an exit off the freeway and drove into the empty parking lot of an abandoned waterpark. Then I attacked my preteen daughter. I kissed and licked every millimeter of her body, nipped her ears, nipples, and clit. Tongued her ass and pussy. Then finally, on the hood of our car, penetrated her wet, wonderful cunt with my cock. I only lasted a dozen strokes before pissing my sperm into her womb. But I was so amped up, I stayed hard and fucked her for another thirty minutes before climaxing a second time. I carried her back into the car, and the two of us just lay together kissing. When her stomach growled, I asked, "Ready for lunch?" Kitty found a fun dinner that had giant fiberglass dinosaurs. Since we were late for lunch but early for dinner, the parking lot was empty. Before we started our meal, Kitty wanted to play with the enormous replicas. She played in each of the giant monsters, and I took a lot of photos of her laughing and playing. She befriended two pretty Japanese girls, and we ended up taking a break in the triceratops. It had a little seating area and a snack bar. The girls, like Kitty, seemed to have forgotten their panties. I bought Kitty a small bag of popped corn, and she sat with the two little girls and talked like they were old friends. I ended up chatting with Ono, the girl's mother. I found out they were driving to Chicago because her husband had just got a new job, and he flew ahead. We laughed because my story was almost the same, just the other direction. Her husband has been gone for a month because she needed to sell the house in California and pack up everything on her own. She also hinted that her daughters miss their father terribly and would love some male attention. "I also need some attention, but their needs are deeper." She smiled with a little bow. When Kitty's popped corn was eaten, she grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the triceratops. Once we were a little away from the other family, Kitty pulled me down and asked, "Daddy, I have a surprise for you. I hope you think it's a very wonderful gift." She was grinning like the Kitty that caught the mouse. "Would a really good girl who is extra special nice to her daddy find him two little pussies to fuck?" I was shocked and scared, "What did you say to those girls?" She saw the anger and fear in my face, "Nothing! I didn't tell them nothing. Nothing at all, I promise. Cross my heart and hope to die with a pinky swear." She backed up. I knelt down and took her arms, "Then what happened?" "Don't be mad. I thought you would like them?" Kitty was close to tears. "I'm not mad. I just need to know if we should leave right now or if we can stay to eat. What did you say?" I tried to stay calm. "Nothing. I told you that I said nothing. They said stuff, not me!" I waited, "OK, they said you was cute and handsome, and I said yes, you is." I think Kitty reverted a couple of years, "I said yes because you are handsome, and it's not dirty or statue rape. Then they says they can see your dick in your pants and it looks nice and long, and they miss having their daddy at home 'ecause his dick is nice, and they like it in their gina. They call their gigi gina -not me. I didn't call it that. Because I didn't say nothing at all. Tears started to roll down her face. I pulled her in for a hug and held her, "I'm sorry, honey. I scared you, and I didn't mean to scare you. I was just freaked out." "Well, yeah, and you freaked me you, Dummy." She giggled and wiped her snotty nose on my shirt. "We can leave if you want to. I don't mind. But the girls, Ina and Lana, said they wanted to give you a special hug. They mean sex. I asked what a special hug is, and they thought I was a baby and said it's when their daddy put his dick into their gigi, and they kiss. I never told them that you fuck me or anything. I promise." "OK, good girl. I'm sorry I was so scared. You did well. Your the best girl ever." I kissed her. "What else did the girls say." "Not much. Just that they wanted to finish their ice cream and that they had to ask their mommy. You know, they will ask if it's ok for you to do them. They said they had to ask their mommy, but they said she would let you. Is that ok, daddy? Should we leave? Or would you like to fuck them?” I thought about leaving when the mom and her daughters stepped out of the triceratops. The girls, seeing me, ran down the steps and hugged me tightly. I hugged them back, my hands cupping their little round asses. Ono hugged the three of us, "I think we should eat first. So that you and my girls can get to know each other before you know each other." We all took a large booth in the back. Ina and Lana sat to my left and right. Ona told them, "You should let Kitty sit with her daddy." Kitty scooted closer to Ona, "It's ok. I get daddy all the time. I think Ina and Lana look so cute with my daddy. Don't they?" Kitty snapped a photo with her phone. We all ordered food and talked. I didn't know at the time, but Kitty told me later that she and Ona were messing around the whole time. Kitty was fingering Ona, and Ona started to finger Kitty. By the time the meal was over, we were all very horny. I gave Ono directions to the underground bunker, and she followed us there. We checked in as a family and rode the elevator down 100 feet. When we stepped out of the elevator, we were shocked to see that we were still outside. The illusion was quite convincing. There were four houses built in a vast open cavern. Each had its own yard with realistic fake grass and real trees and shrubbery. Currently, we were the only family in this neighborhood, but there were other identical neighborhoods and in the levels below us more traditional hotel-like rooms. We all found our "house" and unpacked our things. The girls saw the pool and squealed in delight. Ono and I watched as they stripped nude and jumped in. Ono and I sat next to the pool, talking more. She had a fascinating life. She grew up very sheltered and was married to her husband at the age of twelve. The first time she met Chang was at the ceremony. Lana was born a year later. Ono was shocked to see her husband molesting their daughter, but her mother told her it was normal. A year later, Ina was born, and now Chang had three underage girls to abuse. "He is with them nearly every day. This is why my daughters are so filled with need. I'm surprised they have not taken you to bed yet." As if on cue, the three girls all attacked me and stripped me naked. With my daughter and their mother watching, I fucked them both. First, I laid down and let Lana mount my cock as I licked out Ina. The seven-year-old climaxed and pissed at the same time, filling my mouth with both her fluids. I managed to get Lana a few orgasms on my dick without cumming. I wanted to fuck Ina missionary, but before I got my cock into her, Ona stopped us, "This artificial sun is very bright. I think the girls all need sunscreen." As I put lotion on Ina and Lana, Ono was messaging the cream into Kitty. "You need some too." I heard Kitty say as she stripped Ono out of her clothes and started to fuck the woman. The sounds of Ono and Kitty sixty-nining drove the girls crazy, and I started to fuck Ina with long deep strokes. Lana licked the top of her sister's pussy and my shaft as it slid in and out. Ina was a little firecracker and climaxed quickly and often. She was saying something in Japanese that I found out later was, "OH fuck, your dick is so much bigger and longer than daddy's dick! You are reaching depths never explored and finding feelings in me that I never experienced." All three of them are very poetic and vocal. After fucking we went for a quick swim then dressed for dinner. There is a mall three levels up that has a great French restaurant. The hostess told me that I had a beautiful family. Kitty giggled, "This is my mom, Ono, and my sisters Ina and Lana." Ono then said, "This is my daughter Pusshi and My heart Husband, Keith." During dinner, I found out that Pusshi is Kitty in Japanese. Lana and Ina also told me that being their mother's heart husband is a great honor. Many women in arranged marriages learn to love their husbands, but Ono never has. She respects him and loves him as her daughter's father but is not in love with him. Her heart husband is her one true love. Needless to say, this freaked me out a little bit. The restaurant was quiet, and the service was terrific. I'm not a fan of the rich French dishes, but my girls all love it. All three of my girls forgot their panties. Something that the waiter noticed and enjoyed. After dinner, when we went back to our neighborhood, it was sunset. Again, it was hard to tell that this was all deep underground. I offered Ono and her girls the extra bedroom, but she kissed me and said, "You are my heart husband tonight. I will sleep with you and love you." I fucked Ono twice as the girls watched and helped. I drove her through a dozen orgasms. Then Ina and Lana licked their mother clean, and we all fell asleep. Kitty woke me with a kiss and pulled me from the bed. Silently we walked outside. The "sun" was now a beautiful full moon. Kitty and I kissed, and she told me, "I like sharing you, but I also want you all to myself." She smiled, "Does that make sense?" "Yes, I felt the same way. It was terrific that you found me that beautiful family to fuck. I loved watching you eat my cum out of their tiny pussys. But I also want you all to myself. I want to share, and I get jealous when I see you with them." We slowly fucked under the full moon. As Kitty heated up, she started to drive her hip into me harder and harder. Her little kitty cat purrs became wild cat roars. Then she ordered me, "Fuck me harder, daddy! Harder!" Something amazing happened. My cock had been banging on Kitty's womb's front door, and as Kitty climaxed, the door opened. Her cervix dilated, and my dick popped into her womb. Now my cock could slide in and out its entire length. My preteen daughter felt the difference in my stoke and gasped, "What is that, daddy? What are you doing to me?" "Am I hurting you?" I asked, worried. "No, no, no, no, it's astonishing! It's amazing! What are you...OHoooooo fuck me, it's so good!" I climaxed. Now, I know that I probably had very little left in me. After the sexual activity during the last 24 hours, I should have been on empty. But it felt like I sprayed Kitty's womb with a hundred gallons of cum. She seemed to agree with this estimate because she screamed out, "OH, daddy! I feel your cum in my womb! It's like magic! It's the best! It's so good! Fill me full to my tippy top!" Afterward, we cuddled and eventually fell asleep. I woke as the "sun" started to rise. During the night, someone put a blanket over us. I carried Kitty back into the house, and all five of us cuddled together until about 9am. I fucked, Ono and her daughters one last time. My lovely thoughtful daughter took dozens of photos and video clips to remember the three. Then we left the beautiful bunker. On the drive to the freeway, Kitty voiced my thought, "That was the best night ever." “I was just trying to decide if I like last night or the night I took your cherry better." Kitty kissed me hard, nearly causing an accident, "It almost felt like you pushing your big 'ol cock into my womb was really breaking my cherry. All the other sex was just practice for last night." We made it to San Bernadino at lunchtime and stopped to eat. As we enjoyed our food, Kitty asked, "Would you be mad if we drove on to LA?" "Are you missing your mom?" "Yeah. Ono reminded me of mommy. I know that they are very different, but she kinda was my mom for the night. I kinda love her and my little sisters." She then said in a melancholy voice, "I want to give mommy a hug." It only took another couple of hours to get to LA and our new home. Joy was thrilled that we cut our road trip short by a day and said she would have a surprise waiting for us. Kitty and I had a bet - I thought it would be a big pot of chilly, my favorite meal. Kitty guessed that mom painted her room pink. Joy despised pink, and even though Kitty begged for a pink room in Chicago, she never got it. Whoever lost the bet would have to lick the other one's ass hole until they climaxed. I would be a winner either way. It turned out that I got my chilly and Kitty got her pink room, but the real surprise was in the master bedroom. Joy was spread eagle on the bed with Tim fucking her hard and deep. They both laughed at our shock. We soon joined in on the fun.
Epilogue Kitty and I made a habit of fucking out in the backyard under the full moon. It rarely rained in Southern California and never dropped below 50 Fahrenheit. In the first year, it only rained twice during our lovemaking, and it only made it more memorable and fun. We kept in touch with Ono and her family. Ono and the girls came and stayed with us during the month of December to get away from the cold. It surprised everyone how naturally they fit into our family. I think Joy fell for Ona more than I did, and Tim loved fucking his two new sisters. Then tragedy struck in June. Ono's husband died of a stroke. We flew out to Chicago to help her with the funeral, sell her home and pack up their things. They moved in with us, and we really did become a family. The End 29,201 Words I know that I took many liberties with the locations visited. I started out wanting it to be more accurate, but it was more fun embellishing. I would love to hear back from readers - positive or negative. peternessgl@gmail.com
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