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Daddy's Baby Girl
by Megansdaddie (megansdaddie@yahoo.com)

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Megan's father starts down the road to incest one 
evening while his wife is away and his fantasies turn 
to his eleven year old daughter. (Mg, ped, inc, voy, 
1st, mast, oral)

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Chapter 1: The Beginning

As I sit here and struggle to put into words what has 
happened I think back on it and reflect upon my own 
feelings. Up until recently I was normal, or at least 
what I had considered to be normal. Married, a good 
job, and a lovely baby girl. All of that changed 
recently though. I am putting this down not so much as 
a confession of sorts, though I do not think confession 
is needed here, but also as a reminder to myself of 
what happened and a testament to the world to what can 
be. 

You see, I love my daughter. Oh I know you say all 
daddies love their little girls, but that's not what I 
mean. I love my baby girl, my little daughter, my 12 
year old, in a very different way. A very special way, 
which the world says is wrong. Of course to be 
perfectly honest, up until things began I would have 
said it was wrong too, but now not only do I not think 
it is wrong, I think it is more right than anything in 
the world. So this is my story of how it all began.

Megan was a beautiful, vibrant, sure little girl. At 
eleven she was the perfect vision of childhood. Just 
looking at her one could easily be lost in memories of 
their won childhood; one lost in sunny summer days, 
playing games with friends until the sun was ready to 
slip behind the trees and darkness falls. In short she 
was perfectly innocent. 

This was how I had always seen my daughter, the 
pristine vision of youth and my baby girl. I knew that 
if anyone ever laid a finger on her I would hurt them 
more severely than they could have ever imagined. 
That's what daddies do; they protect their little 
girls. And that's exactly how I saw here when I came 
home from work on that fateful Tuesday afternoon. 

My wife was out of town on business, as she often was 
these last 2 years, and Megan was playing outside with 
her friends. We lived in a quiet suburban town so I had 
no qualms with her being home all day while I worked. 
The neighbors kept a close eye on everything, and she 
was more than capable of looking after herself. 

As I got out of the car she came running over to give 
me a hug and tell me hi. I picked her up and hugged her 
close and told her to finish up and come inside and we 
would order a pizza for dinner. She ran off to tell her 
friends goodnight and I headed in. By the time I had 
finished making myself a drink she was coming back 
inside, bouncing and skipping lively through the house 
to find me.

We settled in. ordered pizza, I had a couple of 
Martini's, and watched TV. In short it was a normal 
night like any other. About 8:30 I told Megan she 
needed to go take a bath, to which she protested, as 
most kids do. "But you've been outside playing all day 
and you stink," I laughed at her.

"Alright, alright, alright daddy. I don't want to 
offend your big old nose," she replied laughingly,

Megan head off to the bath upstairs and I made myself a 
third Martini. About 15 minutes later I could smell the 
unmistakable smell of my wife's bath salts wafting 
through the house. Chuckling to myself I couldn't help 
but thinking of Megan sitting in the big tub with the 
rose smelling bath salts so that she'd smell nice. 

I made my way upstairs and into my bedroom; sure enough 
I could see the lights on in the master bath and hear 
the sounds of Megan splashing around in the tub. She 
really enjoyed using the big garden tub, and we had 
never discouraged her from doing so, but for only the 
briefest moment I thought I should tell Sharon, my 
wife, to have a talk with Megan about decency. I mean 
after all, she was 11, and wasn't that the age girls 
started needing a little more privacy? Shrugging to 
myself I plopped down on the bed and turned on the TV.

The more I heard her splash around, and the more I 
smelled the scent of my wife's bath salts the more my 
mind began to wander. I could almost imagine Sharon in 
the bath, relaxing, lounging, making herself smell all 
sexy and alluring, but the other part of my brain kept 
reminding me that it wasn't my wife but my daughter in 
the bath. Still, I argued to myself, Sharon has been 
gone 2 weeks and has another week before she gets home 
and a little fantasy isn't hurting anything. But, my 
mind retorted, you can wait until Megan is out and 
safely in bed. 

I couldn't argue with my own logic, and besides the 
fact that no sex in 2 weeks was starting to wear thin 
on me, and even a little fantasy might have me tenting 
my pants. Megan definitely did not need to come into 
the bedroom and find her daddy with his pecker tenting 
out his pants. I may not know much about when girls 
start wondering about sex, I told myself, but I do know 
and eleven year old doesn't need to find her daddy like 
that.

A few minutes past as I regained my composure and I 
heard the bath water being let out. With a heavy sigh, 
and feeling more than a little buzzed from the gin, I 
propped myself up on the bed and flicked on the news. 
Out of the corner of my eye I could see Megan in the 
bathroom drying herself off and getting ready for bed. 
I watched in the mirror as she dried her sandy blonde 
hair with the towel and I could see little droplets of 
water covering the rest of her body. 

I had of course seen her many times getting out of the 
bath, but for some reason tonight she looked more grown 
up. I watched and found myself looking at her body, not 
just looking at her. The alarms went off in my brain 
when I realized I was looking at my daughter, not as my 
daughter, but as something else. I quickly turned away 
from the view of her lithe little body and back to the 
news, scolding myself for even remotely thinking like 
that.

I couldn't tell you how long I laid there pretending to 
watch the news and running through what happened n my 
mind. All I do know is that eventually Megan came out 
of the bath, dressed in a cotton little girl nightie 
and kissed me goodnight on the cheek. I gave her a 
quick hug and off to bed she went while I sat there 
with my troubled thoughts. 

I definitely had to talk to Sharon about Megan using 
the big bath while I was around; or at least to mention 
to her to close the door so no one can see her. That 
would take care of it I told myself, just let Sharon 
handle it when she gets home next week. Nodding and 
smiling to myself I pulled myself out of bed and went 
off to take a shower of my own.

The bathroom was still filled with the smell of Megan's 
bath, and reminded me almost instantly of the fantasy I 
had had earlier. The shower was warm and my thoughts 
began to wander. Spurred on by the scents of the room, 
the warm water flowing over me, and the buzz form the 
drinks I had had my mind began to spin some interesting 
thoughts. Without realizing it I had begun to stroke my 
hardening cock. I don't know how it happened, maybe it 
was the booze, but somehow the vision in my mind 
morphed that of my wife standing in the door watching 
me lustfully to that of Mega. 

Suddenly I realized I was standing there, hard cock in 
had, thinking of my eleven year old standing in the 
doorway watching me stroke myself. My god, what is 
happening to me? I can't be thinking like this, but I 
couldn't help myself, I just continued to stroke myself 
faster and harder thinking about her young body as I 
had seen it when she got out of the bath. Suddenly I 
was cumming all over the wall of the shower thinking 
about Megan, Sharon all but forgotten, I was cumming to 
the thought of my little girl. I must be insane I told 
myself. 

An hour later I was still staring at the TV not 
watching it, and trying to make sense of what had 
happened. I couldn't think that way about my little 
girl, but I had to admit to myself the orgasm I had had 
thinking about her was very' very powerful. I couldn't 
get the picture of her out of my mind. I knew it was so 
very wrong, but I couldn't stop myself. I'll just go do 
the nightly daddy thing and kiss her goodnight and make 
sure she is tucked in, that'll get the thoughts out of 
my head, I told myself. 

I made my way to her room to tuck her in and say 
goodnight while composing myself and telling myself she 
was my daughter. I had convinced myself it was a 
momentary fluke brought on by to much alcohol and to 
little sex by the time I got to her room, but boy was I 
wrong as I found out when I peeked through her 
partially open door.

Megan was lying on the bed, sheets and blanket pushed 
down and her nightie tossed on the floor. She was 
laying there completely nude and exposed to me. Her 
body wriggling around as her fingers moved between her 
thighs. She had both hands between her legs, thereby 
hiding her most private part from my view, but I could 
see the whole rest of her body and I knew instantly 
what she was doing. 

I knew I should just turn around and walk away, but I 
couldn't. I was transfixed by the sight before me. At 
that moment she wasn't my daughter anymore, but a young 
object of love and lust. I couldn't have torn myself 
away from the view if the house were on fire around me. 
I knew it was oh so wrong, but I also knew I had to see 
more of her, I had to touch her, I had to taste her. 

I walked quietly into the room so as not to disturb 
her, but given her state of arousal I don't think she 
would have heard a marching bad had it come through her 
room. I didn't know how long she had been masturbating, 
but she seemed to be very frustrated by what I could 
only assume was her inability to finish the job. The 
only thing that snapped her out of the spell was when I 
walked over and touched her cheek lightly with my hand. 
Which of course caused her to instantly jump about 15 
feet in the air and immediately grab for the covers to 
hide herself from view.

"It's ok Megan. Don't be frightened. I didn't mean to 
startle you," I assured her trying to calm her down. 

"Oh Daddy, I'm sorry," she cried, "I couldn't help it. 
I know it's bad, but I just couldn't help myself. 
Please don't be mad daddy."

"Baby," I began, "it's ok. I'm not mad, and what you 
were doing was not a bad thing. I promise. All girls 
play with themselves. It's perfectly natural."

"But, but, but…" she argued between sobs, "but I was so 
bad daddy."

"Baby girl, listen to me. What you were doing was not 
bad. I don't know who told you it was bad, but it's 
not. It's a perfectly natural normal thing to do."

"No daddy," she wailed, "I know that is ok. I was bad 
earlier."

Worried now I began to wonder what she was talking 
about. Had she let someone do something to her. The 
father in me began to take over again. All the lustful 
thoughts were washed out of my mind as I was getting 
ready to go for anyone that did something bad to my 
baby girl. "What do you mean you were bad earlier baby? 
It's ok, you can tell me. I won't be mad at you."

"I-I-I," she sobbed, "watched you in the shower."

Oh my god, I thought to myself. That's how the fantasy 
morphed. I must have caught a glimpse of her out of the 
corner of my eye and my mind began to spin the fantasy 
form there. What have I done? I let my baby girl see me 
jacking off. Thankfully she had no way knowing that I 
had been thinking about her watching me. If she had 
known that I would have had to go jump off a cliff or 
something. I had let myself get so caught up in the 
moment that I didn't think to make sure she couldn't 
see. I was a very bad father.

"Hunny, I'm sorry I didn't shut the door. It's my fault 
not yours. I should have been more careful doing that. 
But remember that it's not a bad thing. It's just not 
right for me to do it where you could see." I began, 
and then it hit me. She had watched me jacking off and 
then come back in here and tried to masturbate herself. 
The father protector in me began to melt away again 
much to my dismay. 

"No daddy, it wasn't bad." Her crying was beginning to 
subside now. "I-I, well," she stammered, "I really 
liked it."

"What?" I whispered, trying to keep the thought in my 
head but doing a poor job.

"I liked watching you do that. I didn't know what you 
were doing, but I really liked watching it." Her eyes 
now took on a slight twinkle, which began to melt the 
rest of my determination to get out of there.

"You did?" I quizzed. "Why?"

"Well, it sorta made me feel all funny and tingly," she 
paused, "you know, down there."

Well that did it. All resistance was gone. I was over 
the precipice now and all thoughts of what I was about 
to do being wrong were gone. "It did? Watching your 
daddy made your little cunny feel all tingly?"

"What do you mean daddy?" she queried. "What's a 
cunny?"

"Your tootle baby girl. That's a more grown up name for 
it. Most people call it a pussy or a cunt, but that 
refers more to a grown woman's privates. For someone 
like you, cunny seems to fit more appropriately. But 
it's a naughty word so don't use it around anyone but 
me"

"Oh ok. Yeah, it made my c-c-cunny," she stammered on 
the new dirty word, "feel all funny and tingly. I just 
had to come back in here and touch it."

"Oh baby, that's ok. If your cunny feels all tingly you 
can touch it and make it feel better. If you do it 
right you will feel really good," I prompted.

"How's that daddy? When I touch it I feel good, but 
then I get this feeling like I gotta pee and have to 
stop.""

"Just keep doing it when you feel like that and you'll 
see. Believe me, you won't pee. Well you shouldn't, 
although some women do." I explained.

"I was trying to keep going when you came in. The 
feeling is so nice daddy, but you surprised me. I 
thought you had seen me watching you and were going to 
punish me."

"No baby. Even if I had seen you watching me I wouldn't 
punish you for it. I promise."

"Really. And you're not mad because I saw you?" Her 
eyes lit up and an impish smile crossed her lips.

"Really baby girl. Would you like to continue what you 
were doing when I came in?" I was walking a very thin 
line here, but I just had to see her.

"I guess. I've never done it with someone watching me 
before."

"Well just pretend I'm not here baby girl. Just lay 
back and start again. You shouldn't go to bed with your 
cunny all tingly like that." I smiled to myself. I was 
about to watch my little girl diddle herself in front 
of me and I couldn't wait. I was already as hard as a 
rock in my shorts just thinking about it.

"Ummmm ok daddy. I'll try"

With that she laid back on her pillow, and slowly let 
her hands begin to move down her body, pushing the 
covers down as she went. Transfixed I watched as she 
slowly uncovered her small body. I nearly came in my 
shorts when her little breasts came into view. To be 
honest they really couldn't be called breasts at this 
point. They were almost non-existent. Her tiny little 
nipples had only just begun to puff out and small 
walnut cones of flesh protruded behind them. The sight 
of them was so erotic and it was so taboo for a father 
to be looking at them in such a way, but I had to fight 
with every fiber of my being not to just reach down and 
suck one into my mouth.

As she pushed the sheets further down I found myself 
leaning forward in anticipation. I just had to see her. 
I just had to see what her little cunny looked like. I 
couldn't help myself; I was in total lust at that 
moment. With my eyes glued to her the sheets slid past 
her flat little girl tummy, just loosing it's baby fat, 
and slid down to her hips. 

I was licking my lips when it finally came into view. 
Oh my god it was so lovely. Her little girl cunny was 
sitting there for my eyes to behold. Only a tiny little 
slit with a slight puff to the outer lips. It looked so 
much different that a woman's and smelled heavenly. If 
I had touched myself right then I would have burst and 
sent cum flying everywhere. I was in heaven looking at 
her little body. 

Her fingers began to wiggle across her whole slit, she 
obviously hadn't learned to concentrate on her clitty 
just yet. I made a mental not to myself to show her how 
to do it right another time. Within a minute she was 
writhing around in apparent ecstasy, but unable to 
bring herself to conclusion. I had made a promise to 
myself I would only look and give myself a mental 
picture with which to jerk off to later, but I knew now 
I couldn't keep it. She flinched and her eyes flew open 
when my finger touched the most sensitive area of her 
little body. 

"Shhhhhhhh baby. Let daddy help you feel really good 
baby girl. Just lay back and enjoy it."

"But daddy, you and mommy told me to never let anyone 
touch me there." She was a bit worried, but I was to 
far gone to care.

"It's ok baby. It'll be our secret. I just want to show 
you how to make yourself feel really good," I replied 
as I began to strum on her clit and smell her 
intoxicating scent.

"Ohhh ohhhh ohhhhh daddy. That feels so good. Please 
don't stop. The, the, the, the, "she panted" feeling 
like I have to pee is coming very fast. Stop daddy. I 
don't want to pee on you." She pleaded.

"Just hold on baby girl. You won't" I replied with a 
grin as I worked her clit faster and harder. I knew it 
would only be moments before she had her first orgasm. 
I toyed with the idea only a second and she jumped when 
she felt me lean down and run my tongue along her slit 
pausing to flick at her clit. 

I could feel her trying to resist the new feeling of me 
licking her but now she was to far gone and with a loud 
screech she came all over my face. Her legs clamped 
down around my head and whole body seemed to be gripped 
in the throws of her first orgasm. I continued my oral 
assault on my daughter's young slit while she continued 
to orgasm around my face. I finally had to stop and 
disengage when my air ran out.

"Did you enjoy that baby girl?' I asked her softly as 
she began to come down.

"Oh god yes daddy. That was wonderful. I have never 
felt anything like it. " She replied softly

"I'm glad baby girl. That was your first cum."

"Oh daddy it felt so good when you put your tongue in 
me. I would have never guessed it would feel so good to 
have someone lick me there." Recovering more.

"I love doing that baby girl. It's called oral sex. And 
it can be very fun for everyone involved."

"But isn't it icky? I mean pee comes from there."

"No, not at all. In fact I have to say that was the 
best cunny I have ever tasted in my life. You are so 
sweet and yummy. It must be because you are so young, 
but it was delicious."

She blushed hard at this and reached to cover herself 
up again.

"No baby girl. Please don't cover your pretty body up. 
Please let daddy look at it for just a little bit 
longer."

"But why daddy?" She asked quizzically

"Because daddy likes to look at your little cunny baby 
girl. And daddy wants to remember it so I can make 
myself feel really good later." 

"C-ca-can I see?" She asked lustfully.

"You've already seen baby girl, and besides, I have 
already done way to much." I replied regaining some 
control of myself. "If anyone ever found out about what 
we just did I would get into a lot of trouble."

"I promise I won't tell anyone. Please let me watch you 
do it again. I could only see it partly through the 
stream and the glass of the shower," she pleaded.

"I really shouldn't" I began, but my resolve already 
slipping away. Besides, I told myself, it can't be any 
worse than what you already did,.

I stood up to take my shorts off, which Megan thought 
was me leaving.

"Please daddy. I promise I'll be a very good girl and 
not tell anyone, not ever."

"Ok baby girl. I'll let you watch." With that I lowered 
my shorts and let my throbbing cock spring free. 

"Wow daddy! It's so big! Just looking at it makes me 
all tingly again."

Laughing I replied, "It's not that big pumpkin."

With that I laid on the bed next to her and began to 
slowly stroke myself so she could see. Looking over at 
her and seeing that she was enthralled by the action I 
leaned my head back and began to work to a massive 
orgasm that I knew would be coming in mere moments. 
Imagine my surprise when I felt her small hand wrap 
around my cock just below my own. Well at this point I 
was on the verge of coming and though I had said I 
wouldn't do this, you guessed it, I let her. 

"Oh baby, that feels so good. Slide your hand up and 
down like I was." I moaned taking my hand away and 
letting my baby girl tentatively jack me off. "Yes 
baby. Keep doing that and I'll be cumming in a second. 
Please baby girl. Make your daddy cum and shoot his 
white stuff out." 

I felt her falter not understanding my meaning. "When I 
feel really good white stuff will come out of my cock. 
It's not pee, it's just my cum baby girl." I panted. I 
knew I couldn't hold out any longer, I could feel the 
orgasm building in my balls and my cum starting to 
rocket it's way up my cock as my daughter jacked me 
off. 

Just as my orgasm was beginning, when I had no control 
over myself and not even able to talk Megan choose the 
exact wrong moment and I felt her mouth close around 
the head of my cock. It was so hot and wet and wrong, 
but I couldn't get a warning out before the first big 
blast of cum fired into her mouth. 

I heard her choke and pull her mouth off as more shots 
fired out of me covering her face, neck and chest in 
white ropey cum. She was so startled by it all that she 
didn't have the sense to stop working on my cock as my 
cum splattered onto her. Once I began to regain some 
composure I took her hand in mine and pulled myself 
free of her grip.

"I'm sorry baby girl. I would have warned you but I 
didn't think you would put your mouth there. Are you 
ok?" I asked looking into her startled eyes and taking 
in the scene of my spunk covering her face and chest.

After a few seconds when I could see her contemplating 
a response she piped up, "that was cool daddy. I mean I 
almost gagged when it started coming out, but it was so 
cool. And it tastes so interesting." With that she 
reached down and ran her fingers through a rope of cum 
on her chest and scooped some into her mouth. "Mmmmmmm, 
and it feels so slick and sticky too."

I was flabbergasted. What had I done? Not only had I 
crossed the lines of normality but also here I was 
getting turned on again by the sight of my daughter's 
face covered in my man cream and scooping it into her 
mouth.

"Can we do it again daddy?"

"Not tonight baby girl. I think we have done more than 
enough for one night. Just remember you cannot tell 
anyone about it."

"I won't daddy. I promised."

"Ok baby. Well go take a quick shower and get cleaned 
up. We both need to get some sleep."

"Ok daddy. Thank you. Sleep tight daddy. I love you." 
She chimed as I headed off to bed and fall fast asleep 
before my brain could make any sense of what had 
happened tonight. But I knew even as I headed to bed 
that I would never look at my baby girl the same way 
again. I also knew that we would do it again. Very soon 
in fact.

To be continued?

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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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