From charlyd@ix.netcom.com Sat Mar 29 08:43:18 1997 Path: news1.infoave.net!news-out.internetmci.com!newsfeed.internetmci.com!CTCnet!news.math.psu.edu!news.cse.psu.edu!uwm.edu!math.ohio-state.edu!howland.erols.net!ix.netcom.com!news From: charlyd@ix.netcom.com Newsgroups: alt.sex.incest,alt.sex.stories,alt.sex.stories.incest,alt.stories.incest Subject: Re: "I know Mommy wouldn't like it" - a story Date: Sat, 29 Mar 1997 05:43:18 -0800 Organization: Netcom Lines: 206 Message-ID: <333D1C76.3302@ix.netcom.com> References: <01bc3b49$96e51c20$efc6b7c7@dvhome> NNTP-Posting-Host: sar-fl1-18.ix.netcom.com Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit X-NETCOM-Date: Sat Mar 29 4:43:41 AM CST 1997 X-Mailer: Mozilla 3.0 (Win16; I) CC: charlyd@usa.net Xref: news1.infoave.net alt.sex.incest:49326 alt.sex.stories:176446 alt.sex.stories.incest:11983 alt.stories.incest:1186 Ashgakalingahopper wrote: > > DADDY'S GIRL > Memories Of A Loving Daughter > Chapter One > From http://dvdimension.com/daddysgirls > > THE FIRST BATH > Looking back on that time still made the young mother's nipples harden > and her clitoris swell when she thought about it. She would never forget > it, couldn't forget it--the touch of her daddy's hands in the bath, the > sight of his huge, hard penis. Even after all the years that had passed, > Cindy could close her eyes and see it all over again. > > The young mother vividly remembered sitting naked in her bath water that > day, waiting for her daddy. All the business with her mother's objections > about the evening bath with Daddy had somehow changed things. Would her > daddy really want to do something like that? > > What would it be like? Would he let her hold his penis? Would he play > with her between the legs? > > Unconsciously, little Cindy's fingers found her bare pubis while she > dreamed of her daddy's cock. It felt good when she played with her closed > little slit and budding clitoris. She didn't know what she was doing, but > she knew it felt good, and that's what she was doing when Daddy finally > walked through the bathroom door. > > She jerked her hands away quickly, suddenly afraid that he'd be mad at her. > But he wasn't. He wasn't mad at all. He hadn't said a word, although he > did stop for a long moment and look at her there in the tub. He looked at > her in a way she had never seen before, then broke into a smile. > > "Is my little girl ready for her bath?" he asked her, grinning as he always > did. Cindy nodded her head, still a little afraid about being caught > playing with herself. > > She needn't have worried. When her daddy started bathing her that night, > everything about the bath was different from all the baths in the past. > > First of all, when he knelt beside the tub to begin washing her, he didn't > use a wash cloth. He worked the soap in his hands and applied the lather > directly. He didn't say a thing, but his hands went straight from her neck > and shoulders to her budding breasts. He lathered them a long time, > tweaked her nipples until they stood erect in his hands. He held them > gently between his fingers and rolled them, every so slowly. > > She watched her daddy's hands at her breasts for a long time. Shivers shot > down from her tender cone-shaped tittles to her crotch. She started > rubbing her butt against the bottom of the tub. > > "You like that, sweetheart?" he asked, smiling at her as he continued > "washing" her breasts. "You are going to have perfect breasts, baby, just > perfect." > > "Really, daddy? You like them?" she asked, looking to his face now and > loving the way he wan running his fingers from base to the tips of her > nipples. "Ohh, daddy. It feels really good when you do that." > > "Good. Stand up now and let me finish washing you," he said then. > > She stood but her daddy remained on his knees beside the tub. His head > came to about her belly button. > > He looked up into her eyes and smiled as he worked the soap between his > hands again. Then, he dropped his head and looked straight ahead as his > hands soaped her body below her breasts, across her tummy and around > behind, just above her butt crack. > > Then, he turned her around with his hands and pulled her a bit closer to > him. She could feel his breath on her butt. > > Meanwhile, his big, gentle hands soaped her tiny ass. He kneaded her > cheeks, pulled them apart and stuck a soapy finger just into her asshole, > then out again. > > "Oh! Daddy!" she squealed. > > "Bend over a little, baby, so daddy can wash you better," he said, almost > whispering, after a long time when nothing was said. > > "Ok, daddy," she said, bending slightly at her waist, her butt and crack > now smack in front of Daddy's gaze. > > "Oh, you're such a beautiful girl. I love you so much," he said as she > displayed her pussy and ass to her kneeling daddy. > > "Oh, daddy, I love you too," she said, wanting to turn around and hug him. > > He must have read her mind then, because he placed his hands gently on her > small hips and turned her to face him. She stood now with her hairless > pubic mound at her father's eye level. But instead of hugging her as she > wanted at moment, he instead picked up the soap and lathered it in his > hands, saying nothing. > > She could remember looking down at him as he reached behind and lathered > her buttocks, worked around to her lower tummy and, finally, began washing > her pubis. > > He ran his hands over her tiny pussy lips, teased her clitoris and ran his > finger just inside her slit. > > Cindy's hips jerked uncontrollably when he laid his middle finger along the > length of her pussy. > > "Oo. Daddy! Oo!" > > "Does that feel good, baby?" he asked, smiling lovingly at her, his middle > finger still working along her tight slit. > > "Oh, Daddy, yessss it does! Oh, Daddy, is this sex?" > > "Well, yes, I guess it is. Do you like it?" > > "Oh, yes, Daddy. I know Mommy wouldn't like it, would she?" > > "That's right, sweetheart. If anyone, anyone, were ever to find out about > this, it would be the end of our family," he said, now running his hands > all over her pubic area, between her legs and to her ass. > > "Ooo, Daddy, ooo! I promise Daddy, I promise it's our secret," Cindy > squealed as her daddy's finger probed lightly just inside her pussy lips. > > "Ok, baby, OK. Here, let me dry you off now. I want you to come into the > bedroom with me," said Charles, reaching for a thick towel and rubbing her > from head to toe. > > She took her father's hand, stepped out of the tub and padded naked > alongside him into the master bedroom. Cindy's excitement peaked and a bit > of fear edged into her mind. This was where Daddy and Mommy "did it" > together. The girls at school had told her about fucking, and she wondered > what was going to happen there on her parents' bed. > > But her daddy's hands chased all thoughts. He picked her up and laid her > on her back onto the huge king size bed. Then he bent over her, eyes > locked onto hers and lightly kissed her on the lips. At the same time, his > hands fell to her tiny breasts and her large, sensitized nipples. > > Cindy moaned and her daddy kissed down her neck to her breasts. He kissed > and licked them, and little Cindy squirmed on the bed. Still, he kissed > lower, down to her navel, then across her tummy to her hairless pubis. > > "Oh, Daddy, Daddy, can I see your cock, please, Daddy," she remembered > getting up enough courage to say as her Daddy spread her legs and his lips > began kissing the inside of her childlike thighs. > > He stopped then for a moment and looked up to her from between her legs. > > "Are you sure you want to see Daddy's cock, sweetheart?" he asked as he > looked into her eyes again. > > All she could do was nod, feverishly, and beg her daddy. > > "Yes Daddy, please, oh, please...I saw it once before, but not up close." > > With that Charles drew away from between his daughter's splayed thighs, > stood beside the bed and undressed before her intense gaze. Unconsciously, > Cindy's left hand dropped to her wet little pussy. She touched it lightly > as she watched her daddy's clothes fall to the floor. > > Then, just as he was down to his underwear, she stuck her thumb of her > right hand in her mouth. When Charles' dick finally came into view, Cindy > lost all control. She suddenly rubbed her clitoris faster, sucked hard on > her thumb, and began grunting. > > "Ump, umm, umph, unhh..." The noises came from deep in her throat and were > muffled by her thumb which she now sucked even harder as her daddy moved > closer, his huge, hard cock standing right over his daughter's face. > > She watched as he stroked it slowly. It seemed to grow even larger as he > did it. Her eyes were locked on it as she sucked her thumb and frigged > herself with her other hand. > > "Here, you try it," he said, taking his hand off his cock and reaching for > her wrist. She gladly let him move her hand from her mouth to his cock, > and when she closed her hand around it, she nearly fainted with excitement. > > > "That's it, baby. Feel how hard it is?" > > "Uh huh. It is, Daddy," said the little blonde-headed girl as waves of > excitement swept through her body. > > "Here, like this," he said, wrapping his hand around hers and slowly moving > it up and down his rock-hard dick. He let go and Cindy kept it up. > > "Like this Daddy?" she asked as she continued jacking her daddy's cock when > he removed his hand. > > "Ummm. Oh yes, honey. That's it...ummmm, yes." > > "Does it feel good Daddy?" > > "Oh yes, sweetheart. It feels wonderful. Don't stop." > > Neither Cindy nor Charles heard the front door of the house open and close. > Nor did they hear Margaret enter the house and walk down the hallway. > > She did remember that her daddy's cock had just started to spurt cum when > her mother walked into the bedroom and caught them. She didn't know what > the white cream was, and just as she was about to ask him, Margaret stepped > into the bedroom. > > "Oh my God! Charles! Cindy!" her mother screamed. > > The rest of this story is available at http://dvdimension.com/daddysgirls