"I saw you!" Sally, my eight year old daughter's voice came from the door of my bedroom as I was sitting on my bed in my pyjamas, cutting into my pleasant reverie about what I'd seen just a few minutes ago.

"I saw you when I was in the bath! You were peeping at me through the crack in the door and rubbing your willy!"

"What?" I exclaimed.

"Your willy was all big and sticking up and you were rubbing it," she repeated and it didn't help that she was standing there dressed only in a t-shirt style nightie with a cute teddy on the front saying "Hug me". I tried to ignore the lovely legs that I could see below it and said "Sweetie, that's nonsense," trying to convince her she was wrong.

"No it isn't. I could see it in the round mirror!" she said, triumphantly.

Oh god. I thought I'd been really careful, she'd been having her Friday night bath, the door had been open and I had been looking at her beautiful body through the gap between the hinge and the frame and, yes, I'd been masturbating, but I thought that she wouldn't know. I hadn't realised that my shaving mirror would be in the right place and at the right angle to let her see what I'd been up to.

"You're one of those peedyfiles that Mrs Jenkins told us about at school. She said that if someone tried to make us look at their bits or do stuff or hurt us we should call the police. And I heard her say to Mr Wilson that if she had her way she'd cut their bits off altogether!"

"Sweetheart, look, please, daddy made a mistake. You know I love you and I'd never hurt you, but if you told anyone about this the Police would come and take me away and maybe put me in prison and then you'd have to go and live with Auntie Alice." I thought the mention of my late wife's sister would do the trick, Sally didn't really like her and having to live with her wasn't something she'd want.

Fortunately I was right because she said "Ugh, ok, so maybe I won't tell on you."

"Thank you, sweetheart, now can we forget about this, please?"

She thought for a moment, then said "No, if I'm not going to tell I want something."

I stared at her, "what?"

"A pony!" she declared.

I was incredulous. My daughter was trying to blackmail me. I thought quickly to forestall her. "Darling, we live in a flat on the third floor in the middle of a city. Where are you going to keep a pony?"

"Oh," she thought about this and then said "Alright, I want more pocket money."

Damn, she wasn't going to give up. Still, I currently gave her three pounds a week which was enough for her to buy some sweets and a girls' comic so maybe if I gave her a bit more it would silence her. "How much?"

"Twenty pounds"

"And what would you do with twenty pounds? You can't spend it all on sweets, you'd make yourself really ill. But I tell you what, I'll give you five pounds a week, that way you can save up for something nice."

"Hmm, ok, five pounds, but you also have to tell me something."

"What's that?"

"You have to tell me what those people are doing in those magazines on top of your wardrobe."

My jaw dropped. How had she found out about my bondage magazines? I was sure they were well out of her sight and reach and what could I tell her anyway?

"I was looking for my birthday presents and you'd left the ladder in here when you were fixing the curtains, so I climbed up to see if you'd hidden them on the wardrobe, but they weren't there but there were these magazines with people sort of tied up in them and wearing funny clothes that showed off their bits and the men's willys were sticking up like yours."

"Look, Sally, those magazines are for grown ups, you shouldn't have seen them and you're not old enough to know about them."

"But I want to know!"

"Well I can't tell you."

"Yes, you can."

"No, I won't."

A calculating look came over her face then she said in a sing-song tone "My daddy watches me in the bath, my daddy rubs his big willy when he watches me. My daddy's got these funny magazines. My daddy makes me take off my nightie in his bedroom so he can look at me!"

"What? No I don't!" I said at this last comment.

"Yes you do," she said, suddenly pulling her nightie off.

I tried not to stare at her naked body, but the sight was captivating. She was slim, her long blonde hair hanging down towards her smooth chest and flat belly with her hairless cleft just visible between her slender legs.

"Darling, please put your nightie back on," I begged.

"No. Either you tell me what I want to know or I tell on you, even if it means I have to live with Auntie Alice." She looked down towards my legs. "And I think you like looking at me cos your willy's all big again".

I looked down too and realised that the front of my pyjama bottoms was tented out by an erection that I hadn't even realised I'd got. I glanced back at her and knew that I wanted to tell her what she wanted just so I could keep that sweet little body close to me.

"Alright, I'll tell you, but you have to promise that you'll never tell anyone, otherwise daddy will get into trouble."

"I promise, cross my heart and hope to die," she said,

I climbed on the chair and got the magazines down, aware that my erection had now slipped out of the slot in the front of my pyjama bottoms and was sticking rigidly into the air, but I didn't care any more even when Sally giggled as I got down, watching my penis wiggle and sway around.

"Ok," I said, sitting back on the bed. "Come and sit beside me and we'll talk." She quickly snuggled up next to me and I put my left arm around her, caressing the soft skin of her arm as I did.

"Now first, do you know what this is?" I asked, indicating my penis.

"Yes, it's your big sticky up willy" she giggled.

"Well, yes, but its also called my penis and when it's like this it's called an erection. A daddy's penis gets like that when he sees someone he thinks is really beautiful and sexy."

"You mean like me?"

"Yes, but usually it's a grown woman like your mummy."

"I miss mummy."

"So do I, sweetheart. You see eight years ago, daddy's penis got all big like this and he put it into mummy's vagina, that's the hole between her legs, and then we made a baby that was you".

"Is this my vaj... vag..." she couldn't remember the word, but spread her legs and pointed to her little cleft.

I admired its innocent beauty, "Yes, that's your vagina, when you grow up you can make babies there too."

"So what the people were doing in those magazines, that's what you do when you make babies?"

I chuckled, "Not exactly. Those are games that grown-ups play in private because they feel nice, let me show you." I picked up the first magazine which showed a dominant woman on the front in thigh boots and a leather corset, holding a whip whilst a naked man knelt at her feet.

"Now this man likes a woman to boss him around and tell him what to do. If he doesn't do it right she might hit him with the whip."

"Ow, wouldn't that hurt?"

"It might, but the thing is there's a word 'consent' which means he agrees to let her hit him and she agrees not to hit him too hard, so actually they'll both enjoy it. Now on this inside page you can see she's tied him down to the bed with his arms and legs out, so she can do things to him and he can't stop her, but you can see that he's got an erection which means that he's really having a good time."

Sally nodded then said "In that picture she's got her hand around his will- his penis," clearly proud she'd got the new word right.

"Yes, it feels nice for a man when a woman does that."

"So if I do it to you it will feel nice?" she said, reaching out suddenly and putting her hand around my erection.

I gasped, "oh yes, sweetheart, that's very nice!" I said. If anyone had told me earlier today that I'd be lying on a bed with my naked daughter's hand caressing my penis, I'd have laughed, yet here I was and loving it. "If you rub your hand up and down that will feel even better." Inexpertly, but enthusiastically, she started to masturbate me. "Oh, that's great, but please stop for now and just hold it" I said, knowing that a few more seconds would have had me coming and I wanted to save that for a while.

"Ok, daddy." She turned the page to the centrefold which showed them in a 69 position, the woman sitting on the man's face with his penis in her mouth. "I saw this but it looks silly, I thought they were going to wee on each other or something."

"Well," I began, "actually some people..." but then I stopped.

"What? Come on, you promised to tell me".

"Ok, but it might seem a bit gross. Some people do actually like someone else to wee on them."

"Ugh, icky!"

"It may seem like that, but it's really not so bad and some people really do like it." I didn't tell her that I'd enjoyed watersports with my wife and the idea of my daughter urinating on me made my penis perk up again.

"But what's actually happening is that he's licking her vagina and she's sucking on his penis which feels very nice for both of them and if we look over the page you can see that he's done something called 'ejaculating' or 'coming' where he's squirted his semen, that's the white stuff, onto the woman's face and into her mouth."

"And does that make a baby too?"

"No," I smiled. "That only happens if it goes into her vagina. He's just squirted it because she's made him feel really good."

"Oh, right. So do you want me to do that to you?"

I looked down at her in astonishment. "Do you really want to?"

"Sure, why not? You're still all hard and it looks like fun and I bet that was what you were thinking about when you were watching me in the bath anyway." I certainly had, but never believed it could happen! "Shall I sit on you like that?"

"Oh god, yes, please! But help me take my pyjamas off first." Quickly I unbuttoned the jacket whilst she pulled down the trousers.

"Do I tie you down too?" She didn't know that in the bottom of the wardrobe was a locked suitcase with a load of bondage equipment in it and the idea of her tying me down certainly appealed, but now I was so horny I couldn't wait.

"We'll maybe do that another time, for now I just want you to sit on my face."

I slid down the bed a bit and then watched in delight as my daughter swung her thigh over my face giving me a perfect view of her sweet little pussy. I gently pulled her down, then pressed my lips to her, giving her a soft kiss.

"Ooh, that felt nice!" I didn't reply, but did it again, then flicked my tongue along the length of her cleft. "Oh, daddy that's tingly!" she exclaimed, then caught her breath as I repeated the action pressing my tongue a little further inside.

I kept this up for a few minutes, letting her get used to the sensations, then she said "but I'm supposed to put your penis in my mouth too, aren't I?"

I lifted her up a little and said "Yes. Think of it like a lollipop, but you should only suck and lick it, not bite, because that's nasty."

"Ok, daddy." She bent down and took the tip between her lips for a moment, then said "Wow, it's big, I can barely get it into my mouth."

"That's ok, sweetie, you don't have to if you don't want to."

"No, I want to, I just need to try again." So saying, she adjusted the angle slightly and this time managed to get the whole head in with a "Mmmph".

"Oh Sally, you're such a good girl, that's really great" I said. "Now just lick around the top with your tongue... oh yess!!" I lapped at her sweet little pussy again, trying to concentrate on what I was doing to keep me from coming too soon, but it was no good as my climax was approaching fast.

"Sally, my sweet, I'm about to squirt my white stuff out of the end of my penis. If you don't want me to do that, please stop now."

"I do want it, go on daddy squirt it!" She popped the head of my penis back in her hot little mouth and licked all around the crown.

"Oh yes, darling, yesss!!!" I gasped as I experienced one of the most incredible orgasms I'd ever had. My semen shot endlessly from my rigid penis. Sally was surprised by the first blast into her mouth and pulled away, meaning the next couple of shots squirted into her face, but then she pushed her head back down and caught the rest in her mouth.

At last I stopped ejaculating and collapsed back exhausted. My daughter climbed off me and swung around to cuddle up beside me.

"Was I good, daddy? Did I do it right?"

"My darling daughter, you were incredible. That was absolutely fantastic." I looked at her face with my semen splattered across it, then leaned over to kiss her, tasting my come on her lips. "Now pass me those tissues over there and we'll wipe up this mess and when I've had a few minutes to recover, I'll see what I can do about making you feel really good too."

"Ok daddy, that sounds great"

It did indeed, the weekend was coming and I had so many things to teach my daughter...