Daddy's In Love
by Cactus & Kachina

The characters and events in this story are fictional and are not condoned by the author in any way. These stories are posted for fantasy and shout not be acted out. If you are under 18 years of age (or 21 in some areas) please discontinue reading. Fictional writing about children involved in sex is considered freedom and speech and is not child pornography according to U.S. law

Introduction

Dan stood anxiously in the maternity ward waiting room at St. Joseph's Hospital, hands clenching in his jean pockets as he paced before those waiting in the plastic blue seats, most of them obviously less nervous than he was. Perhaps he was unnerving them with his behavior, but he could have cared less at the moment. His lover was currently in labor, expecting her baby at any moment – the baby she and he had created themselves. His palms were moist with sweat as he awaited the moment he would be called in to watch the birth.

Dan was a handsome man of thirty-three years, with dark brown hair and chestnut eyes that seemed to pierce the defenses of anyone trying to keep any deep-down desires in check. He had always been attractive, even as a boy, and this led to a personal upbringing in all the joys of sexuality. It seemed girls couldn't take their hands off him from the time he entered kindergarten, and since then he was never without a little cunny to spread and observe, or tiny girl-hands to explore and marvel at his penis. Perhaps it was fate, or just a deep desire in his mind for a change of pace, that made Dan settle down with Linda. He met her in High School when he was eighteen and her fifteen. They had their moments of sexual escapades together, like he had done with so many other girls in school, but their's was a relationship that seemed to blossom further. Three years passed and, as inevitability would have it, she became pregnant. The two got married through pressuring from their parents and a sense of convenience, and moved in together a year later.

It wasn't much longer before a nurse arrived in the waiting room and called Dan's name. The heaviness in his chest seemed to alleviate just slightly, and he followed the nurse with quick, impatient steps down the hall and into a doorway. As he entered, a cool wind of relief blew most of his anxiety away. There, lying on the bed, was his most precious love. Brown hair made black from sweat as it clung to her forehead, her cherubic features lighting up as he entered, she wanted to call out to him as she always did but bit her lip instead... it wouldn't do to say such a thing in front of all the doctors and nurses present. Her expression hardly belied her hesitation, however, and she grinned from ear to ear.

Dan quickly made his way to her side, taking her hand in his own. The thin, creamy digits were warm and moist with sweat, and he could see that similar perspiration filmed her entire body. A powder-blue blanket covered everything beneath her waist, lifting where her legs were held in the stirrups, and a thin cotton gown was worn over her body. With the dampness of her sweat and the position of her small body, it did little to hide the small, budding breasts beneath.

What a beautiful daughter I have, thought Dan.

Their mutual journey from Father and Daughter to impassioned, beautiful lovers seemed blurry and almost instantaneous in his mind as he subconsciously recalled it, watching her in labor now. But it was the events leading up to her impregnation that were clearest in his mind. It began only two years before, on a Sunday night when Tina was out of town for a week.....