Going back to school was out of the question. Daddy was a college professor, and even though mother's death left him with a big insurance settlement as well as a trust fund from mother for me, he wanted to depend on his own resourses and he liked his job.

Daddy set out to hire a tutor/ nanny for me. He didn't want a live-in person as we were sleepuing in the same bed. He interviewed a lot of people. We settled on a kindly grandmotherly woman, Mrs. "Jones." She started on a Monday morning in September.

One day shortly after she was hired, I said somting stupid and when she reprimanded me I talked back. She turned bright red, took me over her knee and pulled down my panties and spanked me hard.

"Next time, I'll use a paddle on you, young lady," she yelled, "you will learn not to talk back!"

That night Daddy saw the marks on my little butt and he was very angry.

"But I liked how it felt, Daddy...when she spanked me. It made me feel all warm and tingly inside, like when you put your fingers on my bottom."

Daddy was not happy. Hitting or spanking children wasn't right. But he liked my little but and rubbed coconut on it. He did not stop their running his tongue allasround my little but rim.

"Daddy!" I said, wiggling my little bottom in delight," stick your tongue inside or your fingers, please!!"

He was reluctand to stick his fingers in, "I don't want to hurt you Kitten." I wanted his fingers and more. I was convince in my little girl brain that the only way to become Daddy's "wife" was to have his cock in my but and my pussy.

I laugh at my childish ernestness now, but my female instinct had no inhabitions then. Mommy was gone, I was Daddy's "little mommy," so I had to be everything she was to take her place.

Daddy had to be convinced every step of the way. Society told him what we were doing when he tongued my little cunt and I sucked his big cock, however delightful it felt, was unacceptable. I had no such inhabitions.

I loved it when I could lay on Daddy's chest, my arms reaching back to hold his neck, my little thighs and pussy pressed against his dick. It looked to me like his dick was growing out of me. It reached almost to my belly button. I squeezed my thighs together rubbing the sides of his cock until he shot his juice all over my belly and face. I licked my lips and letting go of his neck I rubbed my fingers with his cum and sucked them dry. I sat up and liked his cock, lovingly. "Oh, Daddy," I kept moaning. "I love you...I love you!"

Another way I kept Daddy's attention on me was to mount him and lowering my self over his dick, so that I staddled his reddened penis, what he had told me was "precum" oozing from the tip, I rubbed my pussy lips back and forth untle he came, the spurts of white sticky cum, spashing up his chest all the way to his chin. I squeeled with delight as I rubbed my litte body against his chests coating my self with his sperm.

While Daddy could not resist my enthusiastic sex play, he still would not penatrate me. This would come sooner than later, but I remember I was churning with impatince. I was sure in my little girl mind that as soon as he "fucked" me, he would have to "marry" me!

When Daddy hired Ann-Marie as my nanny and tutor so I could be home-schooled, I was both worried, and excited.

She was so pretty! Not anything like the older ladies Daddy had interviewed in the past. She was from Sweden, but spoke perfect English. Young and petite (like Mommy). I was afraid she would make Daddy fall in love with he or that he may already have. I was in agony. I wanted to like her, but I was very jealous at the same time.

But it worked out better that I could have known at the time.

to be continued