Perverts 'R' Us

Love and Hate - Part 2

By Loki925 ( M/g, inc, con )

Unlike his counterpart, Jason saw no reason to blame his young daughter for the sins of her mother. If he blamed anyone, he blamed himself. But as he helped his small daughter put flowers on her mother's coffin, Jason decided to examine his life.

He took a few days off from work. He used that time to become better acquainted with his young daughter. He found Nancy to be a bright little girl, full of curiosity. He also quickly found out he had no idea how to raise a child, a girl child at that.

He did some deep soul-searching and decided that, while the city afforded him and his daughter many opportunities, it was no place to raise a child. He would seek employment elsewhere.

It did not take him long to find the perfect opportunity. A small company was looking for a CEO. The company had some small potential for growth, but not very much. In other words, it was not a job a man of his stature would seek out.

When he applied for the position, the company was surprised to have a man of his caliber seeking to be their CEO. The company questioned Jason at length as to why he would want to work for them.

Jason had a simple answer. He told them he was now widowed, a single father, and he needed the extra time the job afforded him to take care of his young daughter. The company commiserated with Jason and hired him on the spot.

Time seemed to pass quickly. Just yesterday Nancy was four years old and today she was nine. Nancy was not a real pretty girl, nor was she ugly. She inherited her father's poor eyesight and his coke-bottle glasses. She was the kind of girl that no matter how hard she tried, she could never lose the extra ten to fifteen pounds she carried.

She had mousey-brown hair and looked neither like her father nor her mother. The person she most closely resembled was her great Aunt Hattie on her father's side. If one were to rate young Nancy, we could say she was a seven at most. If only she could lose those extra pounds, those coke-bottle glasses and a few other things, but not everyone can be a ten.

On the other hand, except for his coke-bottle glasses, Jason was a ruggedly handsome man, and to him Nancy would always be a ten. However Nancy did have one thing going for her. She was very intelligent, which was an asset and a detriment for a nine-year-old girl.

Nancy was a straight-A student, and being so she drew the scorn of lesser students who called her teacher's pet or even worse, butter-butt. But Nancy to her credit shook off most of the barbs directed at her.

She had a huge anchor to grab hold of; she had her dad. Every weekday the school bus would drop Nancy off at the company where her dad was the CEO. She would go straight to his office where she had her own desk.

If he was there she would blow him a kiss, sit down and meticulously do her homework, or she might get lost reading a classical book. If he was not there, she did the same and looked forward to his return.

However Nancy did not spend all of her time reading or doing her homework. She watched her dad and learned many other things such as planning, management, and the many other things it takes to run a company.

One Friday evening, the beginning of a long, four-day weekend, Nancy and her dad had just sat down for a pot roast dinner. At first Jason had no idea how to cook, but he had learned. At the same time he was learning how to cook, he read many books on parenting.

The books helped, but in no way did they have all the answers. So when he saw Nancy half-heartedly eating her dinner, he knew something was wrong.

"Honey," he asked, "Is something wrong with the pot roast?"

"I am not very hungry, Dad."

"Okay, what happened at school today?"

"A bunch of girls are having pajama parties this weekend and I was not invited again."

"I see. Why not have one of your own?"

"I tried that."

"You did?"

"Sorry Dad, I never told you. But I put some feelers out and no one was interested."

Jason always wondered why children could be so cruel. It was almost primeval the way kids treated one another.

"Honey, as you get older, things will change."

"Dad, I am not a baby anymore. I know the score. I will never be popular, and as far as looks go I will always be second best, just good for a quick screw."

Jason knew Nancy was telling the truth but he tried anyway and said, "A quick screw? Never! Only a long screw for someone as pretty as you!"

Nancy laughed, but it did not change the way she felt. She said, "I need to go on another diet."

"Okay, what kind of diet would you like to try?"

"One with plenty of exercise."

"Exercise sounds good to me."

"Good. I will start it tonight and I will call it the masturbation diet." Although Nancy had never tried to masturbate, she knew all about it. She was trying to get her dad to react. Needling him was something she totally enjoyed doing. She also had other plans for her dad and this was just the beginning of her loving little trap.

Jason had given his daughter all the appropriate books to read, telling her if she had any questions to ask him. But he had never expected her to be so open about it.

However he did not regret his decision and said "Sounds good to me." Still he was a little embarrassed by his daughter's openness.

"Dad, tell me how a girl masturbates?"

Jason gulped. "Well---Well it's quite simple, you see---."

Nancy interrupted her dad and said, "Never mind, Dad."

Jason breathed a sigh of relief, but his jaw dropped wide open when Nancy said, "I want you to show me how."

"I---I can't do that, it would be wrong."

"Wrong, why?"

"First it's against the law for a man to do as you ask with a girl as young as you, and secondly, I am your father."

"I see. So it's against the law to show me how, but it's not against the law to give me a book on the same subject."

At this point Jason did not realize that he was about to be seduced by his own daughter. Nancy had been planning this for some time. She knew her dad was the only man she would ever want. He was a man who already loved her and saw her as pretty as Helen of Troy. In her eyes there was just no way to beat that combination. He was the perfect man for her and no one else would do. She heard her dad say, "Correct."

"That just does not seem right, but I will let it go for now."

"Good."

"Now for my pajama party tonight, I want orange soda, pretzels, ice-cream and chips."

"Your pajama party? Didn't you tell me no one was interested?"

"I am not inviting 'no one', I am inviting you."

"Me?"

"Yes Dad, you! You will be there, won't you?"

Jason realized he had been played, and by his very own daughter. He realized she was trying to seduce him but what could he do at this point, say 'no', that he could not attend his daughter's pajama party? What reason could he give her for saying no?

He had no choice and said, "Yes I will be there," steeling himself for later on. She may have won this round, but there were many more rounds to go, he thought.

"Good. The party will start at 8 o'clock and Dad, don't forget you will have to pick some stuff up at the store."

"I won't. I'll go right after we finish eating dinner."

Nancy did not answer. She had her mouth full with pot roast but she smiled and continued to chew. She had won the first round and was sure she would be sleeping with her dad this very night.

She had learned from watching her dad that if you win the first round most of the time you will make the deal. However she wondered what it would feel like to have a cock inside her pussy, her dad's cock at that.

"Wow!" she thought, as her panties started to get wet at just the idea of having forbidden sex with her dad.

After dinner Nancy helped her dad clean up. Then she told her dad she was going to take a nap so she would be ready for her pajama party.

Later at the pajama party:

When the party started, Jason was dressed in his pajamas and a robe. Nancy was dressed in her favorite nightshirt, but she was not wearing any panties. It was something she knew her dad would never notice.

Nancy could see her dad was nervous, but she had planned for that. "Perhaps I was wrong," Jason thought, "maybe Nancy was not trying to seduce me." All they had done for the last hour was play card games.

Nancy could see her dad was becoming very relaxed. Always make the client feel relaxed, another thing she had learned from her dad. And when the time was right, discuss the client's problem.

Her dad was a master at keeping clients happy. She had a very good teacher. About thirty minutes later Nancy said, "Let's play chess."

She had yet to beat her dad playing chess, but she hoped all the recent study of the game she had done would give her the advantage she needed to win.

"Sure."

Nancy took out the chess set her dad had given her and set up the pieces. The first game she played normally and lost easily in less than fifteen minutes. She resigned and said, "One more Dad, and if I win, I get seven minutes in heaven."

"I don't like the sound of that." Jason said, knowing what his daughter was asking for.

"Come on Dad, don't be a party-pooper. Besides you will win anyway."

Jason hesitated. He was sure he could beat her but if he lost he would have to spend seven minutes in the closet with his daughter, in 'heaven' as she put it. He looked at her smile and thought, "What the heck, she could not beat me anyway."

Then he said, "Okay, set up the pieces."

She had won! Now all she had to do was win the chess game, something she had not done yet.

It was her turn to play the white pieces and she started with pawn to queen's pawn 4. It was the start of the queen's gambit, an opening she had totally memorized and one she had never tried before.

She looked at her dad and saw shock in his eyes and she smiled at him. This was the second time his daughter had expertly played him. He wondered how she was able to do it, but he had already agreed to play the game and he would do his best to win.

He also figured he could put his daughter off for at least seven minutes. He made the second move and forty-five minutes later he heard his daughter say, "Checkmate!" with a bright smile on her face.

"Where did that come from?" Jason wondered. But before he could figure it out he heard Nancy say, "Dad, I'll be waiting for you in the closet."

"Wait just one minute, young lady."

"Dad, you have always told me a deal is a deal and cannot be broken unless both parties agree. Is that not so?"

"Yes it is, but---."

Nancy interrupted him, "Dad, you made a deal. I will be waiting in the closet for you."

Although he wanted to go back on his word, he knew he could never do that. He now had to somehow put his daughter off for seven minutes in the closet and he was no longer sure he could do that.

He watched Nancy disappear into the closet. He had no choice, he had to follow her. He walked to the closet and opened the door. He was relieved to find Nancy sitting there in her pajamas.

Nancy smiled. Her plan had worked out flawlessly. As her dad closed the closet door she watched the closet become darker. When she saw the last of the light disappear she said, "Okay Dad, take off your pajamas."

"I told you why I can't do that."

"Yes you did, but this is my heaven and earthly rules do not apply here," she replied and turned on a battery-powered lantern.

"Nancy honey, I just can't do it."

"Is it because you think I will turn out like my mom?"

"What?"

"Dad, I know all about my mother and I am nothing like her."

"How did you find out?"

"I will tell you about that later. Right now I only have six and one-half more minutes to convince you to make love to me."

"Nancy, are you sure this is what you want to do?"

"Yes I am more than sure."

"Well I guess a deal is a deal, but let's get out of this closet."

"Really Dad?"

"Yes."

"Dad, I love you."

"I love you, Nancy." he replied and opened the closet door.

When Nancy and her dad left the closet Jason picked his daughter up and carried her to his bedroom. When they got there he put her down and started to take off his pajamas. When they were both naked, it was Nancy's turn to be nervous.

It was the first time she had seen a real cock. The other ones she had seen were from the Internet, but what she saw she liked. Her dad's cock was not as big as some of the ones she had seen, but it was not as small as most of the ones she had seen either. To her it was just right.

She guessed it to be somewhere between 7 and 8 inches long and nicely fat too. She boldly reached out and took her dad's hard cock in her hand. She had dreamed of this day for the last six months, and so far it was all and more than she expected.

She examined her dad's cock for some time, listening to him groan with delight. She looked up at him and said, "Dad, show me how to masturbate."

"I will show you that and much more." her dad answered.

The two of them lay down on the bed. Jason was too far gone to have any more doubts about making love to his very own daughter. He admired his daughter's pleasingly-plump body.

He opened her legs and enjoyed the small rolls of her tummy. He put his mouth to her fleshy, hairless pussy. He inhaled her fresh scent. He opened her fat little mound and began to lick his daughter's cunt. He already loved his daughter more than his own life and now he loved her even more than that.

Nancy felt her dad's tongue enter her and she whispered to herself, "Checkmate."

Her head was swirling with little bright stars. She knew she was about to have her first orgasm. She could feel her dad nuzzling on her clit and she screamed, "Dad----eeee!!" as she was overcome with her first well-earned orgasm.

Jason continued to pour his affection onto his daughter's swollen cunt. He was in a way paying his sweet daughter back for seducing him.

Nancy cried, "More Daddy, more!"

Then when the feelings were too intense she cried, "Stop Daddy, stop!" only to feel her dad working overtime on her orgasm-wracked pussy.

Her head was spinning round and around. Nancy felt an ache building deep inside her cunt. "Daddy please, I need you inside of me." she begged.

Jason lifted his head off of his daughter's distended cunt. He straddled her. He put his lips to hers.

Nancy licked her own juices off of her dad's lips. To her, it was sweeter than honey. She girded herself for the pain of her ripping hymen. She felt a sharp pain, but it wasn't bad. "Is that all?" she thought as she felt her dad's cock fill her box to the brim and then some.

She opened her eyes, looked up at her dad and said, "Is it okay for me to curse?"

"Yes my dear, I will fuck you."

"Daddy," she beamed, her pussy filled with his cock, "You have to put two quarters in the swear jar!"

"One for me and one for you, right?"

"Yes daddy, now fuck me hard please." she asked with a bright smile.

Jason laughed and started to thrust his cock to and fro, in and out of his sweet pleasingly plump daughter's plumply pleasing cunt. And they lived pleasingly plumply forever after. Well not forever, but when Jason died he was buried in a grave that read, "Loving father."

Much later when Nancy died she was buried in the same grave as her dad and her tombstone read, "Loving daughter."

The end

Email: loki925@hotmail.com