Perverts 'R' Us

Stacy's Birthday

By Sexulot ( inc-dad/dau, 1st )

Watching Saturday morning cartoons instead of playing golf, not what I envisioned my life would be like. But I would have it no other way; Stacy is the apple of my eye.

That's my Saturdays, but not today. Today is special, but today is also a sad day. Stacy turns 6, and it's her first birthday since her mom died a year ago tomorrow. I fixed Stacy blueberry pancakes like Kim always did. They were a little burnt; little - hell, I damn near burned the house down. A cook I'm not.

"Daddy" she said as she rolled her eyes, standing there with her hands on her hips, her sandy-blond hair and hazel eyes. I just smiled at her.

"Daddy, you know you can't cook" she said as she crossed her arms looking at me, she was so cute in her Care Bear shirt and pink panties. I tossed the skillet into the sink, which made her laugh.

"Who's up for IHOP" I said. She cheered and ran up to dress. A few seconds later, she came running down the stairs.

"Daddy!" I heard her scream, and then I heard a loud crash. I ran to the stairs and there was Stacy, lying on the floor. "Stupid stairs!" she yelled at the stairs as she stood up.

"Stacy!" I yelled as I ran to her. She was bleeding from her legs and hands. I had never been so scared in all my life. I pulled off my t-shirt and wiped her hands off. "Oh, thank God" I cried as I wiped her legs off. "Thank you, God" I cried. She had cuts, but none were deep.

"Daddy," she cried as I tended her wounds, tears rolling down her face.

"It's OK baby, are you hurt?" I cried and asked her. She threw her arms around my neck.

"My dress is ruined" she cried with her face buried in my chest as I hugged her.

"I'll get you a new dress," I cried as I held her tight.

"It's….It's….the one…Moooommmmmyyyy gooottt meeee" she cried, hysterically now. I held her out from me. The bleeding had stopped, and there she was, wet-faced from crying, wearing the dress Kim had gotten her on her last birthday. This beautiful pink dress with white and yellow trim, the dress she wore all day the day Kim died, and to her mom's funeral, now torn and spotted with blood.

"Baby, did you put your hands on your dress?" I asked. She shook her head no. "Oh God, take this off" I yelled. She started crying more as she removed her dress. There on her stomach was a huge cut. I quickly checked it out and breathed a sigh of relief. It wasn't bad. I picked her up and took her to the bathroom.

"Daddy" she said, confused as I stood her near the tub and removed her panties. Taking a wet washrag, I wiped her there. "Daddy!" she yelled as she slapped my hands away.

"I'm so sorry baby, I should have moved that damn glass end table" I yelled as I looked at her. "You….you…I could have lost you. Don't you ever run down the stairs again," I yelled.

"I'm sorry" she said as I yelled out.

"What the hell?" as I looked at her. Just above her pussy was a reddish-brown arrow pointing to her pussy. She saw me looking at it.

"That's my birth mark" she said as I stared at it. It was like I was hypnotized. I just kept leaning in until, "Daddy!" she yelled as I buried my tongue in her pussy.

I could hear her yelling at me and hitting me, but I kept licking her pussy. The smell of her was intoxicating as I licked her sweet pussy. I tried to place the smell, and her hits slowed down. Then she held my head and her yells changed to moans.

"Daddy," she moaned as I sucked on her tiny clit.

"Jasmine," I said as I looked up at her smiling face.

"I used Mommy's soap" she said as I carried her to the bedroom and lay her on the bed. I undressed and she looked at my cock, which was rock hard and already had precum on it. I got into bed with her and kissed her, and then I lay on my back and pulled her on top of me.

"I love you" I whispered as I looked into her eyes. I kissed her and slowly slid her down onto my member.

She took a deep breath as my cock entered her tiny pussy. She held her breath while I buried my cock in her.

"Uuuummm" she took another deep breath and moaned. She dug her nails into my chest as I took her virginity. Once my cock was buried inside her, she released her breath and her grip. Her eyes teared up as she saw the blood.

"It's OK, baby" I said as I kissed her warm, tender lips. She smiled at me as I gently fucked her.

"Mmmm" she softly moaned as she slowly rode my cock. "Daddy I….I…I!" she moaned softly, which turned into a long soft moan as her body tensed then relaxed.

"Stacy" I called out her name as her pussy tightened on my cock and her body tensed up. Just as she had her first orgasm, I shot my load in her pussy at the same time.

The feeling was like no other; she was pressed tightly against me and I could feel my heart racing and her heart racing. The feeling of her orgasm on top of the feeling of cum in her pussy gave me the most intense orgasm of my life. My body shook like I was having a convulsion.

"What happened?" she asked me as she looked into my eyes with a smile. I tried explaining what happened, but I didn't think I did a good job, as she just looked confused.

"I could feel everything, what I did, you squirting into me, your body get warmer, your heart beating" she softly said. "I could count your breaths, it…it…" she softly said.

"It was like we were one" I cut her off as she laid on top me, my cock still buried in her pussy.

She looked so beautiful with this radiant glow coming from her face; I could feel the warmth from it.

"I love you" she moaned softly as she looked into my eyes.

"I love you" I said as I held her tightly, looking into her eyes.

As she drifted off to sleep, I no longer saw my daughter, but my lover. As she lay on top of me, I too drifted into a blissful sleep.

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