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Authors name: BunnyGirl (sweetestwitch@aol.com)
Story title : Tia IV: Daddy Gets Braver
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Tia IV: Daddy Gets Braver (Mf, inc, ped)
by BunnyGirl (sweetestwitch@aol.com)
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Obsessed love and insatiable passion between father and
daughter. Part four of Tia's beginning.
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Dad and I went to bed, as was our usual routine when he
got home early from work. We didn't always touch or play
with each other at bedtime, but he did always put his
hand under my nightie or caress my panty-covered pussy.
This night was a little different; he slipped his hand
under the waistband of my little girl panties and wiggled
his fingers until one slipped through my plump, outer
lips. I spread my knees to accommodate daddy's probing.
His finger made contact with my little "pee-pee," I
moaned, brought my knees up and pushed my butt deep into
the bed.
His hot whispers made me squirm.
"You like when I touch your clit baby?" he tapped the
side of my button softly.
I moaned again, but he stifled my little cries with his
mouth. I grunted, "Mmmhmmm..." to let him know I greatly
approved of what he was doing.
He rubbed his finger down through my inner lips, I
bucked, pushed my butt off the bed, and let out a deep
groan of pleasure.
"Shh, baby, shh... don't make any noise." He licked my
neck right below my ear and moved his face to my breasts.
Softly he bit my left breast, I held my cries back as
best I could. He brought his face above mine again; I
stared into his eyes, rocked my hips up and down, forcing
his finger to slide through my slippery, baby, inner
lips. My love for him, my daddy, intensified.
He stopped moving his finger, held me down and looked at
the open bedroom door. Quickly he dragged his finger
through my soaked pussy lips and from my panties; he
grazed my throbbing clit on the way up, it made me buck
wildly.
In a daze, I noticed light from the living room, cast a
silhouette on the bedroom door. Hastily he scooped and
shoved me under his Mennen coated armpit, burying my face
against the side of his chest.
I heard the snap of the hallway light, a minute later my
father hollered to one of my brothers, "Ryan! Turn that
light off, we're tryin'a sleep!"
The light snapped off, we watched my bother go to his
room and waited for his door to click shut behind him.
Minutes later, Daddy had me on my back again, and said,
"One day baby, I'm gonna have you all to myself."
He licked and softly sucked my neck; his large, warm hand
easily lifted my nightgown above my breasts. With a long
swipe of his tongue from one tiny, pink bud across to the
other, he almost growled, "I'm gonna suck my baby's
titties."
My breasts felt like they were on fire, that fire burned
a path all the way down to my aching pussy. I watched him
lick nearly my entire chest before planting his mouth
around the whole, small mound of my left tit. He sucked
hard and tongued circles around my nipple. I burned, I
loved it, I wanted more, and I knew from what he was
doing to me, that my daddy loved and worshiped me.
"Tell me you love daddy, tell me, baby."
I brought my hands up to caress his face, "Oh yes Daddy,
I love you so much!"
"Do I make you feel good, baby?" he gasped.
"You making me feel good, Daddy." I nodded and moaned
back.
Daddy pushed himself into me, I felt him rub the bulge in
his boxers against my leg.
"You want me to suck your cunt again, Cherry?" he asked -
but I didn't reply.
I wasn't sure what part of my body my cunt was, but he
slid his hand down my soft tummy, through my wet panties
and over my smooth pussy, asking again, "Did you like
when daddy sucked your cunt, Cherry?" He seemed slightly
insistent.
I knew what he meant when he tapped my pussy and a thick
finger wiggled its way in.
"Yes, daddy... I love it... want you to do it daddy...
please." I huffed and begged.
I reached down to the opening of his shorts, my fingers
brushed the soft, warm hair that engulfed the base of his
cock, but again the lights clicked on.
Swiftly he pulled his hand out of my panties and draped
his heavy arm over me. I closed my eyes and pretended to
be asleep, but opened one eye when I heard someone walk
into the room. I snapped my eyes tight again, when I saw
it was my mother.
It was then, that I began to hate her.
She poked around in her dresser for awhile, my father
finally mumbled, "Turn off the light."
She snarled and barked at him, "Wait!"
A while later, she flipped the light off and walked out.
By then, Daddy was already falling asleep, I felt his
breathing deepen and knew my mother killed the moment.
"If only he didn't drink so much" I thought.
I was just dozing myself, when the light clicked on and
off once more. Barely opening my heavy lids, I saw my
mother take off her robe, and get into bed next to me.
She grumbled, told me to move over, I tried, but daddy
was heavy, and already snoring.
I finally fell asleep, but wished that my mother were out
of the way, not just from the bed, but also from mine and
daddy's lives.
CHAPTER V: Taking A Grown Up Shower
Dad rarely, if ever, bathed me, that job was left for my
older sisters and occasionally my mother. Mom was always
too harsh though, she'd hurt my tender, little pussy with
her pointy fingernails and by poking her fingers a little
too deep inside of me. Sometimes she'd use a loofah to
scrub my privates, and reprimanded me for being so dirty.
I really don't know how my privates could have been so
dirty, because anyone who bathed me, took the longest
time making sure my pussy was clean.
One weekend morning, our household bustled with activity.
Everyone had somewhere to go and had to be there an hour
ago. Since I was too little to play with the older
neighborhood kids, and everyone else had other plans, dad
was my designated babysitter for the day.
Mom gave him last minute instructions for my lunch and
nap, and then Cyrene, my oldest sister, pulled mom into
the kitchen. I over heard a little argument flare between
them.
"Tia can't stay home alone mom..." Cyrene whispered
through her full lips. She sounded worried.
"Dad's going to be with her, don't worry about it
Cyrene!" Was mom's terse reply.
"But mom, I don't think she should be home alone with
dad..." Cyrene continued her plea.
"Oh stop it Cyrene!" my mother bellowed while bolting for
the door.
Cyrene hugged and kissed me good-bye, turned to daddy and
said, "I might be in and out of the house all day,
depending on what my friends wanna do."
Daddy replied, "Well, take your key. I'm taking Tia to
the mall to window shop." Daddy loved toys as much as, if
not more than, I did.
My sister seemed to relax a bit and the house emptied in
minutes.
Dad turned to me and asked if I'd like to see his friends
at his favorite restaurant (bar) and promised he'd have
his "lady" friend give me as many cherries as I wanted
for my soda. I didn't reply, remembering the last time I
was stuck in that dark place with all those strangers
squeezing my cheeks and telling me sit on their laps. My
dad did guard me though, he'd chuckle, "No, no, my little
girl sits only on me," or he'd place me up on the bar and
drape his thick forearm across my legs like a steel bar
on a carnival ride.
The only fun I had at the bar was ordering drinks for
him, and it seemed the people liked it too, because they
laughed when I'd blurt, "We'll have anutha boy-lah-make-
uh, hea!"
But there was an older, very dark man with yellow eyes
and grey teeth, who would just sit and smile at me;
wouldn't peel his gaze away. He'd mutter things under his
breath, in my direction, and snigger almost inaudibly. He
scared me to death, and I'd always have nightmares about
his eyes, after seeing him in the musty and poorly lit
bar.
Even the Korean waitress was creepy I thought. She'd
brush her hand against my neck, stroke my hair and
comment on how adorable I was.
In her deep Asian accent, she'd say to my father, "Bring
your little girl to my place sometime. I have something
she might like. You know... Bobby was about her age...."
After wondering about him, I concluded that Bobby must
have been her son and lived with her once, but the image
I painted of him was that of loneliness.
I didn't like the restaurant, it felt like they all had a
secret, but the secret was about me.
I shivered.
Abruptly, daddy picked me up in his arms and asked,
"First we have to shower, right?"
I tumbled out of my thoughts, leaving the dim, smoky bar
behind and slowly nodded to my dad, with gradual
comprehension. We headed towards the bathroom.
He placed my feet on the dark-blue, bathroom rug, drew
open the shower curtains, squeaked the water valves up,
turned back to me and urged, "Go ahead princess, take off
your clothes."
While unfastening the first button of my blouse, I
quizzically watched the spray from the showerhead - then
realized my daddy didn't know about bath-time for me.
I giggled and pointed at the shower, "I don't take baths
like that daddy. You have to put bubbles in."
"Today you're gonna have a grown up shower though." He
smiled down at me, pulled off his t-shirt and told me to
hurry up.
I was so excited about having my first grown up shower
that I couldn't wait to undo the rest of my buttons.
Instead, I pulled my pink blouse off over my head, just
like daddy, and wiggled out of my shorts and panties all
at once.
Daddy stood in front of me, his eyes danced over my body
with a kind of sparkle.
He unbuttoned the top of his shorts and pulled it down,
taking his underwear with it also. This was the first
time I'd ever seen daddy completely naked.
Almost immediately I was hit with the scent of my
father's musky privates. I stared at the black, curly
mass around his thick cock and baggy, large balls. I
reached out to touch him, and leaned over to kiss it,
inhaling through my nose to somehow remember his scent
forever.
I cupped his heavy balls with both hands, pressed my
cheek and lips against his growing cock. I wanted to do
so much more, to love, and show my love, for his cock, to
wrap myself around it's warmth - but I was at a complete
loss.
Daddy held my small chin in his big fingers and tilted my
face up to look at him. "Baby, will you put your mouth on
daddy's cock and suck it softly? Like how you suck your
thumb."
Without hesitation, I licked my lips and opened eagerly
to let him guide his rising cock into my little girl
mouth. He smelled masculine and sweet, the scent mingled
with a slight sweaty taste, his cock felt soft, warm and
smooth against my wet lips and tongue; it created, in me,
an amazing synesthesia - his warmth, velvetiness and
fragrance, tasted good.
He released his cock, held the back of my head with one
hand and stroked under my chin with the other. His hand
steadily glided from my chin, along the length of his
cock to his balls, back to my chin, and along his cock
again, as if proving to himself that we were really
linked.
My sucking was gentle, but I did it with great
determination, it was like sucking milk from the nipple
on a baby-bottle, except his cock was much larger and
grew in my mouth.
Daddy's cock rapidly expanded, and all I could fit into
my mouth was the bulbous head. He took my hand in his and
told me to pump it the way I do in bed. His scent, groans
and prodding had a heady effect on me, I felt like a
puddle of warm liquid, pooling around his legs and groin.
Daddy's eyes closed, his head fell back and he let out a
deep grunt, "Oh God Cherry, oh fucking God baby."
He let me suckle and stroke his cock, and fondle his
balls, for quite some time, until he held my face in both
hands and jerked his hips back. His stiff cock disengaged
from my wet, puckered lips with a slurpy pop;
breathlessly, he bent and kissed me full on the lips.
"Baby, that was too much," he gulped, "I don't wanna cum
yet, I need to suck your cunt, ok baby?"
His calloused thumbs roughly kneaded my tender, budding
breasts. He bent his head and sucked first one and then
the other, and nibbled his way down my tummy.
His late-morning stubbles tickled me, I pushed at him
screaming, "No Daddy! That tickles!"
Giggling, I squirmed away from his hulking body, and
hated myself for being so ticklish.
Daddy stood straight, said we were going to shower now,
and stepped into the white porcelain tub.
His back was broad, his legs were muscular, but what I
marveled at was the little thicket of dark hair that
wisped down the crack of his butt and the way his hairy
balls hung between his legs. With a mind of it's own, my
hand reached out to touch him there. I wanted to slip my
hands through his inner thighs and touch his hairy sacks,
but he abruptly turned, picked me up and planted my feet
in the tub next to his.
Taking the hand-shower off its metal hook, daddy splashed
my body with the warm spray. He reached for the
washcloth, and I marveled at the jiggle and bounce of his
balls right before my watchful eyes. He soaped up the
cloth and affectionately massaged every part of my
youthful body.
"Am I tickling you now baby?" he asked while sloshing the
soapy cloth over my tummy and belly button.
I shook my head and giggled, "No daddy, it doesn't
tickle."
He looked into my eyes and smiled, "Good, princess."
He hung the wash-towel and soaped his hands, got on one
knee and asked me to spread my legs. I did as he asked;
his large hand snaked up my inner thighs until it met the
slit of my hairless pussy. His other hand reached behind
me, stroked my butt and carefully slid a finger between
my cleft. I pushed my hips forward so I could watch while
he gently washed my pussy.
Daddy's eyes glimmered when he smiled at me; one of his
large fingers probed through my puffy outer lips, and
gingerly touched my inner lips.
He washed my pussy so softly, so delicately, and stroked
his fingers on either side of my inner lips. I held on to
his broad shoulders for balance, so I could spread my
legs even wider. I wanted daddy to look at me, to look at
my pussy while he washed me, I knew the affect it had on
him.
Finally he stood up and brought the shower down over my
pussy, he asked me to spread my pussy lips so we could
get all the soap out. The jet-spray pelted my clit, I
moaned and pulled my hips back.
"Nuh... daddy!" I gasped.
"Did that feel nice princess?" he asked and pulled my
body towards him again.
He sprayed the water down my tummy and over my pussy once
more and pushed his finger in my ass so I couldn't pull
away.
"Nyuh! Oooh..." I moaned, my body jerked.
Releasing my pussy lips, I held on to his arms. He
dropped the hand shower, scooped me up and held me high
against his body. Daddy's face hastily pushed at my
burning pussy, and without spreading my lips he slithered
his tongue up and down my tender slit. It wiggled around,
down and up, slipped through my slippery cunt lips and
pierced through my tight, virgin hole. Every time his
tongue passed over my swollen baby-girl clit, my hips
thrashed and I'd have to grip his head tight, for
balance.
He loosened his firm hold, and let me slide down his
chest and stomach, my cunt made a slippery path all the
way down. When my pussy rested on his engorged cock, he
held me still and tight. He stepped out of the shower,
sucked and licked my nipples while gently placing me on
the fluffy, bathroom rug.
"God baby, you taste so good, so sweet, so..." his
sentence dangled.
Slowly, he spread my smooth, cunt lips open and softly
pinched them closed again, catching my clit between the
slick wetness of my puffy lips.
He spread the fleshy lips again and sighed, "Baby, you're
so small, pink... clean."
Daddy grabbed his cock, jerked it above me, and asked
almost pleadingly, "Do you love daddy?!"
I nodded, unable to really speak; my sweet cunt was on
fire and only wanted more of what my daddy was doing to
me, what only my father could do to me.
He asked again, "Baby, do you love daddy? Say it
Princess!"
There was urgency in his questioning eyes; I felt a mix
of sadness yet overwhelming love and passion.
I blurted, "Oh yes daddy! I love you, I want to marry
you!"
"Yes baby, daddy loves you so much. You belong to me...
no one else is ever gonna touch my baby. You hear me?" He
positioned himself between my legs, spread them, and
planted his mouth around my clit.
His tongue wiggled down my slit, plunged in and out of my
hole, and back up to my clit. A strong sensation to pee
swept over me; I cried out, pushed my pussy hard into his
mouth and lifted my soft, round ass off the floor. I
thought I might have peed, but didn't feel that type of
relief. I wanted to scream something, a word, a feeling,
but was too young to know what.
Daddy kept sucking me, but I heard his muffled voice
begging, "Cum, cum... mmm... cum."
My eyes shut tight, my body wildly convulsed, I screamed
and cried and pulled his hair. I thrust my hips up at
him; he wrapped his arms around my thighs and hips and
held me steady. I shuddered, and came, and I shuddered
more... in my daddy's mouth.
All of a sudden my entire pussy felt extremely tender and
sensitive. I fought to push daddy's mouth off of me and
pleaded with him to stop. Finally he eased up and pulled
his face away from my trembling, baby cunt. He hulked
over me and kissed my face, lips, throat and chest.
"I love you baby, I love you princess." Daddy kissed me
over and over - I was somewhere else, another world
completely.
He rubbed his hot cock against my soft, inner thigh. I
couldn't move, tears streaked my temples and cheeks,
though I wasn't crying. I heard a wet smack and a felt a
dense thud against my exposed pussy. Wearily I lifted my
head to watch daddy slap his thick, burning-hot cock
against my vibrantly, blushing pussy. The bulbous head
was almost purple, and dripping with clear, elastic
liquid.
"I'm gonna cum inside your pussy baby... open it wide for
me." he breathed heavily.
My cunt was bright pink, puffed, and glistened with
fresh, sticky, baby cum and daddy's saliva. He poised his
cock directly at it and stroked hard and fast.
"Baby," he talked to my pussy, "I can't wait 'til we can
fuck, baby. Until daddy can shove his big cock inside..."
He groaned loudly, thrust his hips forward, and pushed
his swollen dick between my warm, slippery lips.
"...inside your tight - baby - cunt!" he finished the
sentence with a booming moan.
"You want daddy to fuck you, don't you princess? Shove my
big man cock in your little girl cunt...." It looked to
me that daddy was going to cry.
"Say it baby! Tell me you need me to fuck you!"
"Daddy, I want you to fuck me!" I gasped.
"You love only daddy, Princess!" he prodded me.
"Yes, I love you daddy, I love you so much!" He didn't
have to prod.
"I want to be the mommy so you can fuck me!"
"Your cunt loves my cock, your c-unt ba-by... your
baby... fucking cu-unt!"
With clenched teeth he growled, "Open it baby, spread it!
I need to see inside your pretty pussy!"
He jerked his massive cock with one hand and jammed a
finger of the other into the opening of my virgin cunt.
Suddenly I felt his steaming, hot cum splash against my
quivering pussy, my thighs, and stomach. He grunted and
called me his cunt, over and over. I looked down to watch
his white, sticky love pour all over my little girl body,
a shot hit my face across my nose and left eye. Almost
half my bottom was covered in jet, after hot, molten jet,
of his cum. It looked like glue inside my hairless,
smooth pussy, as if daddy were sealing me shut for only
him to open, when he wanted me.
He nearly collapsed on top of me; I rested my head on the
hard, bathroom floor.
He reached between my thighs and cupped my cum, soaked
pussy. His fingers scooped some from inside my still
sensitive cunt. I was about to protest, the sensation
being too overwhelming, but he let go and brought his
hand to my mouth.
The aroma of his cum was powerful, sharp and thick. He
slipped a finger through my lips and smeared a little
over my tongue. He told me to taste it, I swallowed; his
cum burned my throat so I pulled my face from his hand.
All I could do was utter a, "Blach!" and wrinkle my nose.
He was still out of breath, but laughed and said, "This
is how much I love you Tia. You belong to me."
He dribbled a little more of his cum on my lips.
Instinctually my tongue licked at it, and again my nose
wrinkled.
He chuckled and wrapped me up in his arms, "You'll get
used to it, all big ladies do."
He knew me, knew what to say to make me do anything he
wanted.
After we rested a while, and when the world around me
seemed to normalize, we finished our grown-up shower and
got ready for the "restaurant."
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not "real life." Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a
fellow convict in their local prison.
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