It was almost midnight and I was just dropping off to sleep when I heard the creak of the bedroom door slowly opening. Cracking one eye open, I saw my eleven-year-old daughter Tammy peering around the corner, a small voice whispered into the semi-darkness, "Daddy?"

"Wassup?" I whispered back and opening my other eye.

She moved into the doorway and stood there in her pink flannelette pyjamas looking sheepish, "I'm cold and I can't get to sleep Daddy, can I get into bed with you?"

"Go on then," I sighed, lifting the edge of the coverlet up.

Tammy grinned hugely and quickly padded across the bedroom floor before jumping onto my double bed and pulling the coverlet up to her chin. She wriggled her back against me to get comfortable then pulled my arm around her waist, the backs of her thighs pressed against mine and murmured contentedly, "Cuddle me Daddy."

My hand naturally fell onto the velvety soft skin of her stomach where the bottom button of her pyjama top had come undone. She giggled, "Your hand's cold Daddy," and pulled my hand upwards, straight onto her chest.

Tammy's small breast almost burned into my hand and I tried to pull it away but she covered my hand with hers and held it to her chest. I don't know if she realised the effect it was having on me but I was suddenly glad the I'd decided to shorts in bed that night because I normally sleep naked. Her bum was resting lightly against my stomach and I could feel her heart beating within her chest beneath my hand. I was willing myself not to get an erection, but it wasn't listening to my desperate entreaties.

We lay like that for about fifteen minutes, I thought she'd fallen asleep and I was about to turn over when she suddenly whispered, "Love you Daddy."

I kissed the back of her head and whispered back, "Love you too honeybunch."

She turned her head and planted a light kiss on the corner of my mouth then turned away again and snuggled herself backwards even closer to me, almost moulding herself to my body. "Mmmmm, you're all nice and warm and snugly," she murmured as she gripped my hand even tighter.

Another five minutes passed, Tammy gave another little girlish giggle, "Now what's up?" I whispered to the back of her head.

Tammy giggled again, "Your willies gone all stiff and I can feel it poking my bum."

"That's because you've got a sexy bum," I chuckled into her hair as I gave her left boob a little squeeze.

My cock gave another twitch against her backside and she wriggled her buttocks delightfully against it. "Daddy?" she suddenly said after a couple of minutes.

"Mmmmmm?"

"Do you miss Mummy?"

I was momentarily taken aback by that question. In truth I did, Tammy's mother had left us to run off with a fitness trainer from the local gym last year, leaving me to bring up our daughter on my own. "Why do you ask honey, do you miss her?"

Tammy squirmed round in my arms to face me, her knees brushing lightly against the bulge in my shorts. She looked at me for a couple of minutes, her arms around my neck. There seemed to be an unfathomable expression on her angelic face, her hazel eyes searching mine in the semi-darkness. "Not really," she answered, "Mummy never used to give me kisses and cuddles like you do." Then she brushed her warm lips against mine and nestled her head in my shoulder. Her voice was almost inaudible as she continued, "But that's not what I mean." I was wondering where this conversation was leading, all thoughts of sleep had deserted me.

Reaching behind me, I switched on the bedside light, my daughter screwed her eyes tight shut against the sudden bright light. I raised myself up on one elbow and looked down at her and brushed a stray strand of blonde hair away from her face. There seemed to be a light flush across her cheeks. I smiled down at her, "Okay? So that do you you mean?"

She opened her eyes, "It's just that...." Her voice trailed off.

"Okay, what? Come on tell Daddy."

A blush spread across Tammy's cheeks, "It's just that I wondered whether you missed Mummy...." The blush deepened, "You know...ummm.....like....not Having mummy to cuddle up to at night."

I smiled down at her, "Well yes I do as it happens. Anyway, what brought this on?"

Tammy tittered and buried her head in my shoulder, I put my arms around her and hugged her as she mumbled, "I used to listen to you through the bedroom wall when you were....you Know....like....having sex and I sorta wondered if you missed it."

Not quite sure that I'd heard my daughter correctly, I was quiet for a couple of seconds. "What?"

"Ummm....I saw you on the couch downstairs as well....you know....like doing stuff." Her voice was still quiet.

I was absolutely flabbergasted, "You mean you actually watched us?"

She giggled into my shoulder and nodded. "Yeah, for about twenty minutes. When you'd finished I went into my bedroom and played with myself."

I didn't know what to say to that. Tammy had always acted older, more mature, than what she actually was, but for her to actually admit that she masturbated after she'd watched my wife and I having sex was too much. I had started to get an uncomfortable feeling in my shorts, and that uncomfortable feeling was now getting harder and pressing into Tammy's hip. I tried to move away slightly, but she just moved with me. I had this vision in my head of my daughter naked in her bedroom masturbating and that didn't help matters any.

Turning the bedside light back off, I gently turned onto my back and lay there, just quietly staring at the ceiling for about five minutes with my daughter's head nestled into my shoulder and her arm laying loosely across my chest, I could feel her warm breath washing over the skin of my neck as she breathed in and out, quietly that is, until a plaintive voice whispered, "Daddy?"

"Hm-hm?"

Tammy lifted her head from my shoulder and looked at me and the grip of her arm tightened across my chest. I could discern the highlights in her eyes, even in the semi-darkness, "How often did you and Mummy have sex?"

I turned on my side to face her, which was most probably the wrong thing to do because my erection, (even covered by my shorts,) was now pressing against Tammy's stomach. Trying to sound nonchalant, I said, "Why all this sudden interest in our sex lives?"

"Dunno, just curious I suppose," she shrugged.

May the God's preserve us from curious eleven-year-old girls. "Come on, there must be a reason." I said.

She lay her head back down on my shoulder, "It's just that...." a slight hesitation, "It's just one of my friends at school keeps bragging how many times she has sex."

"And how old is this friend of yours?" I asked.

"Twelve, she's in the year above me," came the reply.

Good Grief! I thought to myself, girls are getting more and more precocious these days. When I was at school, girls didn't even start THINKING about sex until they were at least fourteen or fifteen-years-old. (Or at least they didn't in my experience.) Suddenly concerned that she was thinking about following in this mysterious girl's footsteps, I said, "You're not thinking about doing something silly are you sweetheart?"

Again that sexy little giggle. I could almost feel her blushing, "No of course not Daddy, It's just that I think about sex a lot."

Tammy was quiet and still again for a couple of minutes, until I felt her change position. She snuggled up to me closer and lifted her left leg and draped it lightly across mine. Her arm across my chest move downwards a little but and I felt her fingers start playing with my chest hair, just lightly pulling at them and twisting them in her fingers. Exactly like my wife used to do, and that used to drive me crazy with longing, my cock stiffened even more in my shorts. I wanted to stop this before it got out of hand, but couldn't quite find the will, it was as if my daughter had sucked the energy out of me. I eventually placed my hand on top of hers and held her fingers still, "I do wish you wouldn't do that honeybunch."

She gave another little husky giggle, "Why not Daddy?" She knew precisely what she was doing to me.

Then to my dismay....or delight, I'm not sure which....Tammy shifted the position of her leg, bringing it further across my thigh and her knee lightly touched the tip of my cock, making it twitch inside my shorts. I held my breath, this was totally wrong but I didn't want to disturb her just in case she moved her leg away. The damn thing twitched against her knee again as if it had a life of it's own and I felt a distinct pressure from her knee on it as if she were testing it for firmness.

I was almost beside myself, I had no free will of my own as I turned to face my daughter and put my arms around her shoulders, hugging her to me. Tammy snuggled into me and both her legs straightened against mine, pressing the whole length of her body against me and I could feel my cock beating a tattoo against her stomach. My left hand slowly wandered down her back, gently caressing the knobbly ridge of her spine through her pyjama top. She almost purred into my neck as she fidgeted inside my arms and her body pressed into mine even harder. The warmth from her young body, smelling of freshness and apple scented shampoo and minty toothpaste, seemed to permeate my entire being. I kissed the top of her head, my voice was husky as I whispered, "Love you babes," into her hair.

"Love you too Daddy," she murmured into my chest and the grip of her arm around my waist momentarily tightened.

My hand moved lower to the very base of Tammy's spine, the bottom of her pyjama top had ridden up slightly and my fingertips describing little circles against the soft skin. She purred like a little kitten again and almost seemed to writhe against me as I gently massaged her back, my hand slowly working it's way lower. I was too far gone to stop now, I couldn't even if I wanted to, my cock was aching for release as I let my hand slowly drift down over the back of her pyjama bottoms. I held my breath as it cupped the rounded globe of her buttock and gently squeezed. Tammy's clenched her buttocks together then relaxed them as she snuggled even closer into me. Her stomach was now pressing hard against the bulge of my painful erection. I moved my other hand slowly down her back to cup the other buttock and squeezed them both in my palms and she squirmed against me.

Taking the bull by the horns, I let my left hand move upwards slightly until my fingertips were near the elasticated waistband of her pyjama bottoms. Tammy seemed to hold her breath as I slipped them inside about an inch. She didn't make any objections, so I wormed the fingertips under the material a little bit more, feeling the warm, velvety soft skin flutter against them. Even further inside her pyjama bottoms my hand moved until it was cupping the warm flesh. Tammy murmured against my neck and again squirmed against me when I started massaging and caressing and fondling the smooth globe.

She murmured something else, it seemed like a question. "What?" I whispered into her hair.

"Mmmmmm, that feels nice Daddy."

"Do you want me to stop?" I whispered back, my heart in my mouth. I don't think I could have stopped even if I wanted to.

A slight shake of the head against my neck. I pulled my head away and looked down at Tammy's face as she nestled against me. There was just enough light in the bedroom to see that her eyes were closed and her mouth slightly open, her warm breath washed over my chest. I pulled her against me, my hand tightening on her buttock and pressing her lower stomach against my straining erection. Her breath quickened as she felt it press against her and she seemed to squirm against it.

Then I felt Tammy's hand slowly move from my back onto my hip, then slowly, tentatively round until her fingers touched the back of my shorts, shear unadulterated heaven as I felt her grip tighten and she pulled herself against me. I peered down at her face again, her eyes were now wide open and gazing up at me with a frankness I'd never seen before.

I kissed the top of her head, then slipping down the bed a couple of inches, my hand still inside her pyjama bottoms caressing her buttocks, I lightly kissed her fine feathery eyebrows then her eyelids. Tammy strained against me as I then kissed the tip of her nose, her mouth was open and I knew that she wanted to be kissed there. Lower still, I kissed her cheek and then the corners of her mouth as she lifted her face to mine, the kisses as light as the touch of a butterflies wing. This was it, she closed her eyes as I let my lips brush lightly against hers. Tammy returned the pressure of the kiss and opened her mouth, her little pink tongue snaked out and licked sensuously against my lips as her arm went round my neck and pulled me to her, suddenly we were kissing passionately.

As if of it's own accord, my right hand undid the middle two buttons of Tammy's pyjama top until it was only held together by the top button. Still kissing passionately, our tongues flicking and dancing against each other and our lips crushed together and moving against each other, (inexpertly at first I must say, but she was learning fast,) I let my hand slip inside the opening onto the smooth warm flesh.

My fingertips brushed lightly against the swell of her developing breast and my daughter murmured into my mouth and I felt her breathing quicken in time with the frantic beating of my heart in my chest. I let my hand slip even further inside, my fingernail touched the little nubbin of her nipple and she gave a little moan into my mouth. My hand moved, cupped the soft mound and started caressing and fondling it, Tammy moaned again and she squirmed against my body delightedly as I felt that nipple pucker and harden against my palm.

I pulled my face away from my daughter's, her eyes remained closed, her breathing becoming ragged as I continued fondling and caressing that smooth warm breast. My thumb and forefinger reached up to the remaining button and flipped it open. Then I gently pushed Tammy onto her back, she went willingly, still not opening her eyes, as I gently pushed the two sides of her pyjama top open to expose those two perfect little pink, rosy tipped globes.

Peering down at them, I felt my throat constrict with love, as well as something else indefinable....lust? God! I wanted my eleven-year-old daughter so much, the longing was almost painful. Tammy seemed to sense my scrutiny and her eyes opened. She looked up at me with a gaze of purest trust, and of a longing to match my own, her green eyes flared momentarily with a spark of feminine arousal.

My hand went to them again, she kept her eyes open and gazing deep into mine, as my hand went from one breast to the other, caressing, fondling, gently pinching and rubbing both nipples between thumb and forefinger until they hardened even further. Tammy's lips parted in a silent moan and her eyes fluttered closed as my fingertips dug into the warm soft flesh. Her body seemed to strain upwards, urging me to touch her. I lowered my head and took a nipple into my mouth, sucking it, flicking it with my tongue, gently nibbling on it until Tammy squirmed and groaned loudly beneath me. The nipple plopped from my mouth and I whispered softly into the darkness, "Do you like that?"

She nodded, her eyes once again wide open and staring up at me. I lowered my mouth to the other nipple and started to give it the same treatment. Tammy's eyes lowered and she watched my every move as I suckled on her tit. Then her eyes closed again and she sighed as she threw her head back in a transport of ecstasy when I gently bit her nipple. Her hand went to the back of my head, fingers entwined themselves in my hair as she pulled my face down onto her chest.

I slipped my right hand beneath her neck and tightly hugged her to me, my mouth sucking harder and harder on her nipples as my left hand slid slowly down her stomach, the soft skin fluttering against the delicate touch of my fingertips as it reached the cute little dimple of her belly-button. Tammy gave a little giggle when my fingertips circled that dimple, the touch featherlight, (she always had been extremely ticklish there,) but the giggle turned into a sigh of contentment, of arousal, when the fingertips moved even lower, slipping under the waistband of her pyjama bottoms, to begin softly massaging and caressing the very top of her pubic mound. Once again she quietly moaned as the silky smooth skin of that pronounced mound almost rippled under my soft touch, her thighs twitched and stiffened, then relaxed and parted slightly and her breathing quickened. The heat coming from my daughter's crotch almost burned my fingers as I let the slip even farther inside.

The fingertip brushed lightly against the hood of Tammy's immature clitoris and her entire body jerked as she let out a gasp, her thighs stiffening, opening and closing on themselves, squeezing together then relaxing as I pressed my finger gently against her clitty, moving it in little circles. She started panting frantically as my finger rubbed against the hard little nubbin and her thighs involuntarily parted. "Make me cum Daddy," Tammy groaned huskily.

Without taking the pressure of my finger off her clitoris, I somehow managed to push her pyjama bottoms half-way down her thighs using my thumb and wrist. Tammy even raised her bum off the mattress to help me.

Tammy's velvety smooth pubic mound almost shone by the reflected glow of the streetlights streaming through the bedroom window. Raising myself up on one elbow, I looked down at my daughter, intently watching the changing expressions crossing her face as I gently rubbed her clitoris. Her eyes were half-closed, her lips pursed together and her nostrils flared as she breathed in and out with increasing rapidity. I increased the pressure on her clitty and she gasped, her thighs parted then closed on my hand, trapping it, then they opened again, almost spasming as the sensations washed through her young body.

Her hands were laying tightly clenched by her side, I took one hand in mine and lifted it, gently separated the fingers and kissed them one at a time. Then I brought the hand over to my waist and let it fall onto my stomach, her small fingers less than an inch from the tip of my cock. "Touch me," I whispered.

Opening her eyes, Tammy first looked at me, her gaze was dreamlike, almost as if she were looking through me. Then she looked down at her hand lying on my stomach. The fingers twitched, brushing against the bulge in my shorts and my cock gave an answering twitch. Her eyes still on her hand, Tammy moved it lower, the palm lightly sliding over the front of my shorts. My cock jerked madly as her hand closed over it and her fingers wrapped themselves around the shaft. "Squeeze it," I hoarsely whispered.

Tammy's small hand started rhythmically squeezing my cock through my shorts, sending the most delicious sensations coursing through me. At the same time I lightly ran my fingertip along the length of her vaginal opening, making her sigh and totally relax her thighs. The heat and wetness coming from my daughter's pussy was something else entirely, even my ex-wife didn't get as horny as Tammy was tonight.

I used my free hand to push my shorts down over my hips, my cock sprang into the open like a demented jack-in-the-box, Tammy giggled softly, then her warm little hand was wrapped around it once again, her fingers gently squeezing it and occasionally rubbing up and down the thickly ridged shaft, sending me into transports of delight as drops of pre-cum appeared at the very tip, I honestly didn't know why my cock hadn't exploded before now. She might only be eleven-years-old, but my daughter seemed to know what to do purely by instinct.

By now, my cock had taken over the world, nothing else existed except for Tammy's hand wrapped around it. Laying back, I covered her hand with mine and guided it up and down my throbbing shaft, she started stroking it enthusiastically, her eyes intently watching every little movement in the semi-darkness.

Then she did something totally unexpected, she bowed her head and licked the very tip of my cock. It jumped in her hand at the touch of her tongue and she raised her eyes to mine as she opened her mouth and tried to take the head in. Her cheeks bulged with the effort as I felt Tammy's lips enclose the tip and her tongue flicked over it, almost sending me into orbit. I returned her frank gaze as her cheeks dimpled when she sucked. Tammy's head started to bob up and down as she took my cock further and further into her mouth, I could feel my balls tighten at the incredible sensations she was sending through me, and the impending orgasm started bubbling up from the very pit of my stomach. Where the fucking hell had she learnt how to do that?....And who with?

"Turn around," I whispered hoarsely, pushing her head away from my cock, I wanted to perform the same service to her so we could cum together.

Tammy shuffled round so she was kneeling beside my shoulder, facing my feet. I quickly switched the bedside light on then took hold of her knees and pulled one over my head. Looking up at that sight was almost enough to make me shoot there and then. Her smooth pussy winked down at me and I peered down between our bodies to see her face looking back at me, my cock still grasped in her hand. "Lick me Daddy."

I put my hands on her buttocks and pulled her down onto my eager waiting mouth. Tammy gasped when my tongue flicked over her clitoris then slipped inside her tight hole, licking the inside of her labia, she bowed her head once again and took my cock in her mouth and started sucking on it at the same time as I was licking her and probing her pussy with my tongue. Her hips started to rock backwards and forwards and side-to-side, grinding her crotch into my face, urging me to stick my tongue in ever deeper.

The juices from her pussy tasted sooooo sweet as my tongue probed her. My hands on her backside pulled her buttocks apart and I probed her tight little arsehole with my little finger. Tammy moaned when it slipped inside and she ground her crotch onto my face even harder, her mouth working overtime on my cock, sucking....sucking....sucking.

I couldn't take it anymore, my hips jerked off the bed, ramming my throbbing shaft into my daughter's mouth and shot....and shot....and shot. At the same time Tammy's pussy muscles clenched and spasmed on my tongue and I felt her sphincter tighten on my finger, "Uhhh.....ahhhh....ahhhhhh.....ohhhhh, D-daddy, I'm c-cummingggg," she gave a long low groan and my mouth was suddenly inundated with her offerings.

Tammy literally collapsed on tip of me, her chest heaving with the force of her panting and her entire body shaking with the force of her orgasm. Sweat beaded both our foreheads as we just lay there, my daughter reversed on top of me and my cock firmly in her grip.

It took us at least five minutes to even partially recover. Tammy raised her head and grinned back at me. "Where did you learn to do that?" I asked, breathing almost returned to normal.

She giggled then turned round and cuddled up to me, her head on my shoulder like it was before all this madness started and my cock nestled in the palm of her hand, she wasn't about to let go. "I watched you and Mummy, and I watched some of your sexy videos when tou were asleep."

I grinned back at her, "Well, it looks like you've learnt some good lessons, would you like to sleep with me tomorrow night?....and maybe I could teach you a few more lessons."

Tammy's radiant smile lit up my heart, "I want to sleep with you every night Daddy because I know you're lonely without Mummy to cuddle up to."