Lisa Marie and Daddy chapter one

   By JimBob

   Mg, Incest, Cons, fond, oral.

   This is the story of a little girl whose Nom has left her and her Daddy
and how they cope with their loss.

   Lisa Marie kicked at a clod of dirt as she walked up the road to her
house.  She was a dejected and unhappy little girl and it showed in her
slumped posture and shuffling walk.  As she came over the little rise, she
could see their house and Daddy's truck still parked partly off the drive
where he had left it after he came home drunk last night.  Lisa was sad and
dejected because her Mom and Dad had a fight a week ago and her Mom had
left.  Lisa was beginning to believe her Mom meant it when she said she
wasn't coming back.

   She opened the door to find her Dad passed out on the couch.  Two days
of drinking beer had caught up with him.  Lisa sighed, and walked past him
to the dining room table to start her homework.  First though she went into
the kitchen and made two peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, a single slice
one and a double slice one.  She took both into the living room and sat on
the rocker staring at her slobbering, snoozing father.  Under her steady
gaze, he twitched, then he coughed and his eyes flew open.  He regarded his
daughter quietly as he licked spittle and slobber from his lips.  Mutely,
Lisa offered him the larger of the sandwiches.  Lisa ate her sandwich in
small, delicate bites as she sat and watched her father demolish his in six
bites.  Neither spoke.  Lisa finished her sandwich and liked her fingers,
and then wiped them dry on her napkin.

   Then she lifted one foot up onto the chair, exposing a thigh and her
white panty crotch to her father as she loosened the laces on her sneaker
and took it off.  She repeated the action on her other shoe as her Daddy
watched.  As it dropped to the floor, Daddy picked up the remote, stretched
back out on his side and patted the couch edge in front of him as he
switched on the cartoon program.  Lisa padded over to the couch in her
stocking feet, and crawled onto the sofa in front of Daddy's big body.  Her
head was on his left arm with the perky ponytail just under his chin.  His
arm clutched her loosely to keep her on the couch.  Lisa felt the bulge
against her rear as she pressed back against Daddy's big body.  She had
felt it many times as they lay this way to watch TV together.

   Today, tonight, things seemed different, a little strained.  "Did you
hear from mom?" She asked, though she already knew the answer.

   "No, nothing today," Daddy answered.  "Maybe she will call tomorrow."

   "Yeah, maybe she will." Lisa felt the hot tears fill her eyes and
overflow.  She sniffed and wiped away the tears with the napkin she still
clutched.  She didn't expect they would hear from mom again after the big
fight she and daddy had last Friday.  Seven days had passed with no word,
and though she had gone to school all week as if nothing had happened, she
was sure her mom was gone from her life.  How could she desert them?  How
could she just run off and desert her?  She was so sad.  At least she still
had Daddy to love her.  A rush of loving feeling for the big man holding
her filled her heart.  She turned her head and lifted her face toward his,
craning her head around.  "I love you Daddy," she said, offering him her
lips.

   "I love you too, babe." Her daddy said as he tilted his face down so his
mouth met her closed lip little girl kiss.  He held it for a long moment
while his right hand was busy on her little body.  The big hand pressed
against her skirt over her tummy, pushing her rear back against the bulge.
The hand moved down a little, until fingertips pushed into the parting of
her thighs, and once again pressed in so she could feel the bulge hardening
and thrusting into her rear like it was attacking the crack between her
cheeks.  Lisa moaned and pressed her lips to his again.  The hand moved
back up and as it passed the belted skirt top, it gathered the waist of the
loose top over it and the hand crept up under the top.

   Lisa giggled at the ticklish sensation and thrust her body back in a
futile effort to escape his touch.  Daddy rubbed her bare little belly with
a tender touch, as her free right hand tried to capture his big fingers to
pull his hand away.  Finding that to be a futile battle, she allowed her
hand to ride on the back of his as it moved in slow circles, and then
traced its way up over her ribs to capture her tender, swollen left nipple.
Lisa gasped at the sudden sensation.  About three months ago the nipple had
started to change shape from the tiny little pip it had been all her life.
Even her shirts rubbing on it bothered her, but nothing had felt like
daddy's touch.  It didn't feel like that when she touched it.  As the
pleasing, teasing, tickling tremors ran through her body, she felt a warm
flush suffuse her upper chest and up into her neck and even a little rush
of heat down there where one must not touch.  Now he was doing her right
nipple!  She could hardly lay still.  She gasped and moaned and daddy had
to hold her wiggling little body tight...

   Lisa unconsciously guided his hand from one breast bud to the other. 
She liked that rush of feeling from the loving touch of daddy's hand.  She
moaned against daddy's lips as she pressed back against that now hard lump
pressing against her little rear.  She tried to keep daddy's fingers up on
her little breasts as it began to slowly drop down toward her round little
tummy again.  Lisa sucked it in to try to somewhat contain the tickling of
his creeping fingers on her flesh, but she could not escape.  She giggled
and wriggled until she felt his fingertips trying to push under the tightly
belted skirt waistband.  She sucked in her belly, and then she pushed it
out again as the fingers gained a half inch.  Daddy was trying to get his
hand inside her skirt!  Down there where one must not be touched!

   "No daddy!" She cried out.

   "It's all right babe," her daddy murmured against her now parted lips.
His tongue tip pushed its way between them.  As the tip of his tongue
pushed against her tongue, and licked around the inside of her lips, Lisa
realized with a start of terror that daddy was actually "French kissing"
her.  She and her BFF Anna had discussed it and actually tried it at a
sleepover two weeks ago.  Anna said she had done it with an older cousin
and he had pulled her panties down after they had kissed, to examine and
touch her pussy.  The thought of what Anna had showed her about the
examination brought a rush of heat to her loins.  Is that what Daddy was
trying to do?

   Lisa did not have to think about the next thing she did.  Hell yes, she
wanted "that" from her Daddy!  She released his finger and her hand went to
her belt and loosened it.  Daddy's hand almost made it all the way when the
waist of her skirt stopped it again.  His fingertips were just fractions of
an inch from their target.  Lisa's hand flew to her side and loosened the
snap and the zipper there.  The skirt fell loose, the hand pushed it down
below her knees, and Lisa kicked it off and down to the floor.

   Daddy's hand returned to just above that place where one must not touch,
and then moved down over the cotton panties.  As she felt the pressure and
the warmth on her secret place, Lisa almost swooned.  Her last coherent
thought was: `Man, am I going to have something to tell Anna that is going
to knock her socks off!' Then her attention became riveted to his middle
finger.  It traced a path down the crease in the crotch of her panties
caused by her crack.  As it moved down the crease, it rubbed over the
sensitive bump of her clit.  She called it her "love" bump, as did Anna. 
They called it love bump, because the rush it gave them they associated
with love.  It was similar, but much more intense than the feeling they got
when their Daddies, or close male friends held them close.  On its return
trip up the crease, daddy's finger paused on the little bump and
deliberately stroked it.  Lisa moaned and thrust her pelvis toward his
exploring finger.

   "Oh yes!  Do that, Daddy!" She turned her face to him and opened her
mouth for the kiss that she instinctively knew went with this kind of
touching.  She was right.  Daddy was waiting for her lips and his tongue
thrust against hers.  They finally had to break the kiss to catch their
breath.  Daddy also broke the touch of his finger and hand.  Lisa tried to
hold it where she wanted it, but daddy was stronger.  Her resistance
stopped when she realized that Daddy was trying to remove her panties.  She
helped him by lifting her hip that was pressing on the couch and together
they stripped the panties down, and they soon rested on the floor with her
skirt.  While he was at it, Daddy worked her top up over shoulders and her
head and it was tossed on the pile.  Little Lisa Marie was lying naked in
her Daddy's arms!

   Daddy's left arm wrapped itself across her chest and his palm covered
the swollen nipple there.  The palm felt hot against that delicate little
bud.  His right hand returned to her lower belly, to press her tightly back
against the now rock hard shaft tenting his pants.  She had nothing to
protect her soft skin from his hot hand now, and his middle finger traced a
hot path to her erect little clit peeping out at the top of her crack.  The
fingertip found the clit and deftly opened the wrinkled little fold of
reddish skin and exposed the pink little bud inside.  Lisa had never felt
anything like the touch of Daddy's finger to her bare clit!  She clutched
his hand as her body bucked and surged in response.

   But now his hand was leaving her secret spot!  She tried in vain to hold
him where she wanted him, but he pulled his hand away and put it behind
her. It was behind her?  Then she felt his fingers fumbling at something,
and heard the zipper.  A moment later she felt his hot, hard, bare thing
pressing its way between her bare ass cheeks.  As she pushed back to take
up the space his hand had occupied, she felt the slick, smooth head slide
past her little rear hole and slip along the space between her legs, right
at the top.  She felt the heat all the way even on her clit.  She looked
down.  It was huge!  The big purplish head and about a half inch of shaft
extended out from between her legs just below her clit.  As she looked, a
drop of clear liquid appeared at the tip.  She watched Daddy's fingertip
scoop up the drop and carry it to her opening, where the finger wiped the
slippery stuff around, and then it slid up into her front hole, into her
pussy!  She felt the whole length of Daddy's finger go up into her with
only the slightest bit of discomfort as it first entered her.  Had she seen
and felt that before?  She did not remember, though the scene seemed so
familiar...

   Now my friends, I must apologize, but we need a flash back.  You will
thank me for it later when the rest of the story will make more sense.

   Six year old Lisa Marie screamed with mock fear as eight year old Buddy
from next door rode her on his new bike.  Lisa was on the seat, clutching
Bobby's sides, legs splayed out wide on either side of his active body. 
Buddy was standing on the pedals, pumping for all he was worth as they
raced down the sidewalk.  They were going around the block.

   "Stay on the sidewalk!" Lisa's Daddy shouted after them.

   Buddy lifted one hand in a quick wave, but then he grabbed the handle
bar again as the new bike wobbled.  He had no intention of staying on the
sidewalk.  That was for babies!  He had ridden his trike on the sidewalk
all his life while the big kids rode their bikes in the street.  As soon as
he made a wobbly turn at the corner, he took the first driveway into the
street.  Tires squealed as an approaching car braked hard to avoid hitting
them.  A horn blared as Buddy swung the bike into the other lane right in
front of another car.  Enough of this!  A terrified Buddy was heading back
for the sidewalk.  He turned and headed straight for the curb.  When the
front tire hit the six inch curb, the bile stopped.  The pair of kids
continued on.  Bobby stopped first.  His little cock and balls were
somewhat crushed as they met the handle bar support bracket and he
screamed. Lisa had to fly a little farther and gravity caused her to land
on the top bar of the bike frame just as she hit Buddy's back.  The bar
caught her between her wide spread legs, at just the right angle to destroy
her hymen.  She and Buddy screamed again and again as the bike fell over
with them.  Their parents came running and Lisa was taken to the emergency
room where a doctor debrided some of the torn flesh and gave her parents
some ointment and some pills that would deaden the sore spot and help it to
heal.

   Buddy?  Who cares?

   The first time her Mom tried to put on the ointment, one of her long
nails dug into Lisa in a painful spot.  Lisa screamed and after that would
not let Mom touch her wound.  Daddy took over.  He applied the ointment
quite professionally... at first.  But boys will be boys, and daddy soon
discovered something not many people know.  Even small girls are sexual
creatures and will react to sexual stimulation.  Daddy rubbing ointment all
over and into Lisa's little crack certainly filled that criteria as far as
little Lisa was concerned.  She moaned and flexed her little pelvis and
when he tried to rub the stuff into the opening to her vagina, she thrust
herself against that finger as if she wanted it inside her.  She did!  This
was after the little wound was almost healed.  Lisa had insisted it still
hurt when the first tube of ointment was exhausted, so they had to purchase
a second one.  Daddy said they might as well use all of that tube also.  As
the wound healed, Daddy experimented on his daughter.  He carefully
inserted his little finger into his little daughter's pussy as far as it
would go.  Then he tried his ring finger.  Then he tried his middle finger.
No fool!  Not all at once.  Next he used the forefinger.  When lubricated
with saliva, they all penetrated quite easily into his little daughter's
vagina.  Sometimes, to Lisa's delight, he would try a few strokes with a
slick finger.  She was certainly no longer a virgin.  After the second tube
of ointment was gone, Lisa was checked and found cured and Mom insisted the
treatments stop.  Both Daddy and Lisa had regrets...

   Okay, now that you have a little background, we will return to the
present.  The scene was familiar to Lisa because she had seen it before! 
She remembered now.  Not the purple head sticking out with its clear drops
of slippery fluid, but she HAD seen Daddy's finger going into her pussy
before.  Felt it before too!  Her body became warm with the memory as well
as with his actual touch.  She responded to the finger, trying to force
herself against it to take it all in.  Daddy's answer to her move was to
pull his finger away.  He held his cock up against her as he thrust it
forward and slid it back in a burst of motion that rubbed the shaft against
her wide open vulva.  The rim of his knob rubbed over her clit as Daddy
held the cock up tight against her.  Lisa gasped and moaned with the
pleasure it gave her.  She shuddered her way to a couple of small orgasms.
It gave Daddy pleasure too, and he stroked his big cock hard and fast
between her upper thighs against her pussy until he blew his wad.  He
caught most of it in a wad of tissues he had taken from his pocket, the
rest was shot and smeared into Lisa's little pussy lips.

   They lay there panting and resting from their exertion.  They didn't
talk, there was nothing to say.  Neither of them was sorry it had happened.
Lisa watched the cartoons as she lay there in her Daddy's arms, her pussy
cooling with daddy's sperm smeared over the lips.  Daddy's big hand moved
over her small body, fingering her clit one moment, then up over her tummy
and chest to fondle the small nipples there.  His cock had shrunk until
Lisa could barely feel it far to the back of her thighs.  Lisa giggled at
the antics of the cat and mouse on the TV screen.  Daddy's hand slowed and
then stopped and Lisa heard a snore.  The hand lay relaxed on her belly,
holding her loosely.  Lisa Marie relaxed in daddy's arms as she too drifted
off to sleep.  The TV blared on, unseen and unheard.

   Almost two hours later, daddy awoke with a start of terror.  i He had
heard a car door slam.  If she caught him with the kid this way, it would
be all over for him.  Then his eyes caught the TV screen and his ears
registered the sound of another car door slamming as the screen showed the
door closing.  He breathed easier, and looked down at the sleeping little
girl in his arms.  He felt another surge of wild desire.  Fuck convention,
fuck the law that denied him access to his own daughter, and fuck that
bitch who had ran off and left them alone and hurting.  He gathered Lisa up
in his arms and sat up on the couch.  Lisa awoke slowly, yawning and
rubbing her eyes.  She sometimes fell asleep on the couch watching TV and
mommy or daddy would pick her up and carry her to her bedroom.  Then she
realized she was naked, and in a flash it all came back to her.  Daddy had
played nasty with her on the couch!  She was a bad girl!  She slipped out
of his lap and scooped up her clothes and ran for the bathroom.

   Daddy jumped up and followed Lisa into the bathroom before she could
close the door.  He took her clothes away from her and put them in the
dirty clothes hamper.  Lisa really had to pee, so she sat on the pot and
relieved herself.  Daddy didn't say anything, but he turned and started the
shower for her, something he had done many times before.  After the water
was right for her, Lisa stepped into the shower, and daddy left, closing
the door behind him.  Lisa started to scrub her still sensitive pussy and
clit, where it was still all sticky from whatever daddy had left there. 
Maybe if she got it all clean, things would get back to normal...

   Daddy went into his bedroom and stripped out of his clothes.  Then he
went back to the bathroom to join a surprised and shocked Lisa Marie in the
shower.  She stared at his cock and balls.  They looked enormous to her. 
Daddy was tall and had a rather long cock, and it was almost fully erect.
It was chest high on Lisa.  Daddy took the soap and washrag out of Lisa's
unresisting hands as she stared at his cock, and then up at him.  Daddy
soaped the rag and scrubbed her little body down good and then soaped up
the rag again and handed it to her.  He indicated that she should wash his
body.  Lisa had been trying to keep her hair dry, but daddy coming into the
shower nixed that plan, and her hair was wet.  She took out the elastic
holding her ponytail and let her hand loose down her back.  Then she
carefully placed her hands on daddy's hips and turned him around so she
could wash his back.  She wasn't up to doing his front just yet.  When Lisa
had washed from his shoulders to his heels, Daddy turned around to face
her. Lisa looked up at his face first, then at his cock, fully erect now
and almost in her face.

   "Do it Lisa Marie, open your mouth."

   Lisa just looked at him.  "What?" She asked.  Had he said to open her
mouth?

   Daddy reached for his cock with his right hand, and placed his left hand
on the back of her head, pulling it toward his erection.  "Open your
mouth!" He commanded as he pushed his big cock tip against her closed lips.
Lisa opened her mouth, but it was to protest, mot to comply with this
strange request.  Daddy was ready and the bulbous head of his cock slipped
between her lips and was thrust clear to the back of her throat.

   Lisa gagged and choked.  Daddy pulled out just enough so she could catch
her breath, then he forced her to take the head in again.  "Suck on it!" He
commanded her again.

   Lisa sucked.  She had no knowledge of these strange commands and
actions, so her simply sucking did nothing to bring Daddy to the peak he
was looking for.  He thrust his hips to move the head around in her mouth.
Then he used the hand clutching her head to move it so the lips moved over
his shaft.  "Like that." He told her.  "Use your tongue too.  Lick that
thing in your mouth!" Lisa tried to comply but she was confused and
frightened by his strange actions and demands.  She and Anna had discussed
"doing it" with boys, but neither of them had any experience with the
actual mechanics of sex.  Daddy's strange request and his organ in her
mouth wasn't arousing at all to her.  Not just yet, anyway.  She was
confused and scared.  Lisa started to cry...

   Daddy became instantly contrite.  He was taking his feelings of disgust
with his wife out on his little daughter, who he dearly loved.  He stepped
out of the shower and quickly dried off.  Then he took Lisa's bath towel
and shut off the shower and wrapped the sobbing girl up and carried her to
his bedroom.  He sat on the bed and rubbed her fine blonde hair dry with
the fluffy towel.  Then he dried off her little body, cooing to her and
telling her how sorry he was to have been so rough.  Lisa's sobs became an
occasional sniffle.  Daddy laid Lisa out in the middle of his bed on her
stomach.  He used the towel to dry her neck and shoulders and down her
back. He wiped her butt cheeks and spread them and wiped down between them
with a towel covered hand.  Lisa giggled at his touch.  He wiped the little
rosebud shaped hole in back and Lisa laughed and wriggled at his touch.  He
wiped down the backs and outsides of her legs, and her feet.  Lisa laughed
and tried to pull her ticklish feet away.  All the while Daddy told her how
sorry he was and how much he loved her.  Lisa relaxed under his hands.

   Then daddy turned her over onto her back.  Her front was mostly dry, but
daddy rubbed her gently anyway.  He followed the towel with kisses.  First
on her forehead, then he kissed the remains of her tears out of her blue
eyes.  Then his kisses followed the towel to her cheeks, nose tip and then
as the towel ran tenderly and lovingly down to and over her swollen little
breast buds, he kissed her mouth .  Gently at first, then with more and
more passion as the girl moaned and responded to the stimulation of his
hands on her nipples.  Then the towel was brought into play again, down
over her belly and over her mound, to flick over her erect clit and down
the crease between her legs.  The tongue followed, first dipping into the
belly button, to a gasp and a girlish laugh, then down over her love mound.
The rag wiped down the front of her legs, then up inside the left and back
down the inside of the right leg and then it was discarded.

   Daddy sat up and regarded his little girl.  Her eyes were closed, her
arms were at her sides and her legs were slightly parted.  Daddy changed
position to down between her feet.  He grasped a leg just above the foot in
either hand and pushed them slightly apart and up toward her butt cheeks.
Lisa's eyes flew open and she watched.  What the devil was he up to now? 
She had been almost lost in the drying and kissing and had been close to a
little climax as he reached her private place.  Now he was fooling around
again!  Just then Daddy positioned himself on his belly between her
outspread feet, his face just above the juncture of her thighs.  He snaked
his arms out around her hips and up her sides and before she could move, he
had her little boobs between the fingers and thumb of either hand.  Then
his head dipped down and his tongue went up inside her wide open little
pussy!  Lisa gasped in shock and pleasure.  Daddy tongue fucked his
daughter for a few moments and then he searched out his real target.  His
tongue licked and pummeled Lisa's erect clit, bringing on an immediate
climax.  Lisa was lost in sensation.  She almost passed out from the
pleasure she was feeling from her Daddy's hands and tongue.  Daddy stopped
and looked up at her to see if she was okay.  Lisa had an epiphany at that
moment.

   When she thought Daddy was trying to choke her in the shower, he only
wanted to get the same pleasure from her mouth that he was giving her now
with his mouth!  She looked down.  She saw her hands on Daddy's head,
holding it and guiding it the way he had tried to guide her head earlier.
She made a vow to herself that if Daddy didn't kill her with this pleasant
sensation, she was going to do everything to Daddy that he was doing to
her. Then she let herself go and went right into that big orgasm.  When she
had kicked and thrust her way through it, she was exhausted and her pussy
and breasts were so sensitive that she had to push Daddy's head and hands
away while she recovered.  Daddy crawled up on the bed beside her and lay
by her to cradle his little girl in his arms.  He made no sexual moves
toward her though he was very much turned on by her soft little body, and
the smell of her and the taste of her juices still on his lips.  He only
stroked her fine hair and petted her and crooned softly of his love for
her.

   Lisa recovered her breath and lay relaxed in his arms as she made up her
mind.  Then she said "Daddy, I want to love you now."

   Daddy felt a thrill go through him and the heat rise in his loins.  "Ok
Lisa honey, make your Daddy feel good!"

   Lisa's answer was to wiggle down alongside daddy's body until she was
facing his erect cock.  She eyed the big cock head and the shaft with its
veined and stretched skin.  There was a clear drop which she carefully
wiped off with a thumb before she began to lick it, paying attention to
cover all the head and the rim around his big knob.  Then she sucked the
head into her mouth and used her tongue on it the way Daddy had sucked and
licked her clit.  She KNEW what that felt like!

   Daddy began to slowly pump his cock into her mouth about a half inch and
pull it out again.  Lisa held her head still for that, but she kept her
tongue busy.  It wasn't long before daddy was grunting as his pumping
strokes became longer.  He grasped Lisa's head and bucked and grunted as
his sperm shot into her mouth and throat.  Lisa swallowed her Daddy's cum
as fast as it came.  Daddy groaned out his last push into her mouth as Lisa
allowed the slick head to slide back into her throat.  After a long moment,
daddy pulled back out, and pulled her back up into his arms and kissed her
lips and tongue that were still slick with his cum.  Lisa stretched an arm
down between to hold Daddy's deflating cock.  "I like to suck this big
thing Daddy," she said.  "Can we do this every night if Mommy doesn't come
home?"

   "You bet, baby.  Every single night!"

   End Chapter one.

   That's it for this chapter folks.  Sounds like little Lisa is up for
more fun.  Her BFF Anna may even join in.  I know Daddy will like that.