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Subject: Title story: "Bathtime" Author: Incest Man 59672472
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Date: Wed, 16 Nov 2005 20:07:54 +0000
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Bathtime Although Miranda could certainly have walked to the bathroom herself,
Mike carried his daughter. He loved the feel of her soft flesh he loved holding
her against him, hugging her. He was still warm with the rush of sexual release
and the comfort she had given him. "God! That little, wet mouth felt good. So
fuckin' good. The way she'd SUCKED...." and Mike felt his cock, still hanging
out of his fly start to rise again. Mandy had her plump, small arms laced around
her Daddy's neck and she was repeatedly kissing and kissing his cheek, saying,
"Love daddy. Love daddy." His dick hardened. Her affection was so welcome after
nothing- absolutely nothing from that bitch of a stuck-up wife for what seemed
like forever.
When they got to the bathroom itself, Mike lowered Miranda gently to the floor.
His cock, semi-erect was just above her face and she stared at it. "Peepee," she
said as she pointed and giggled. "Sweet." Mike locked the bathroom door if Vicky
came home early- he figured he still had about 45 minutes- he could just say
he'd be out in a minute. Just finishing up with Mandy's 'bath'. He smirked to
himself. He turned and never taking his eyes from his daughter, he undid the top
snap of his jeans and lowered them to the floor, stepping out of them. Next, he
peeled off his briefs, then shook his dick at her by rotating his hips back and
forth, his eyes growing hot again, feeling hotter air coming out of his
nostrils. He felt like he might cry- some sort of emotion was rising as fast as
his erection- gyrating like some kind of a male stripper for his baby girl.
Miranda's mouth opened in a kind of rapt awe Mike looked into the pink hole,
shiny with her sweet spit. He sat on the edge of the tub and began to draw the
bath. He put just a drop or two of some perfumy oil in the tub- just to make it
smell nice. He had bubbles too, but he wanted to SEE everything tonight. He
turned to Miranda and said, "Here. Come here honey. Daddy needs to undress you."
She came to him and put her arms up. Mike lifted his girl onto his lap her food
soiled, cum spattered, flowered dress spread out over his hairy thighs. Her own
little thighs were spread and her baby cunt was pressed up against his now
standing cock. Miranda was in the process of being toilet trained and had on a
pair of thick, 'training pants'- but breathable, no plastic. Not meant to hold
in all accidents, just to be more absorbent till she could be changed. He saw
his erection poking up through the daisy print of her skirt. He felt the thick
cotton trainers rubbing against the length of his dick and just inside
them.....spread baby pussy. He began to bounce Mandy, pushing his heels up from
the floor and slamming them back down again. She laughed. At each slam, his cock
got a good push from her labia, still tucked inside her trainers. Suddenly, she
put her little hand into her crotch, he could feel the delicate probes of two-
inch fingers against his now fully erect dick as she pressed them into her slit
and looked at him with sudden alarm. "Pee!" she said, stricken. "HAVE TO,
daddy...." and her eyes grew large and panicky. This ENFLAMED him for some
reason. He continued to bounce her faster.
"You have to make peepee, baby?" he said, but tauntingly. "Hmmmm? Does daddy's
girl have to go peepee now?"
"Yeth!" her one and a half year old lisp answered him, looking more and more
seized by the urgency to release her urine. Mike's bounces became faster and
stronger, he stared into her eyes and pulled her harder against his ready-to-
blow cock, his hands on her tiny hips, digging in. Bouncing them both as Mandy's
face crumpled, ready to bawl. "Peeeeeeeeee, honey. Just pee now. Now! Now on
daddy now let go let go that's right honey just peeeee," and Mandy let loose a
hot flood of piss that soaked his cock and balls and just felt so fucking.... so
MOTHERFUCKING GOOD! "Mmmmm.... Ahhhhooaahhhhh, honey--honey--honey-- baby...."
as he held her so close he could feel her heart pounding against his solar
plexus. He kissed the golden curls on top of her head, and felt the last bit of
her stream and heard a little sigh from Mandy a sudden relaxing of her tense
little body, slumped easily now against him, allowing the strong hug and her
daddy's cooing sounds. Mike, with his daughter pressed to him still, leaned
backward a bit to turn off the tap. He reached behind him to test the water.
Just right. "Come on, sweetie. Let's get these yucky old pants off of you and
make you clean and pretty for Mommy when she gets back." "And Mandy?" She lifted
her sleepy looking eyes up at him---"Daddy wants to make you feel SO good. Daddy
wants to put his mouth on your peepee just like you did for Daddy, okay?" He
smiled at her and lowered his face to her mouth. Mike kissed her then, probing
with his tongue. He felt the perfect little baby teeth and snail- like little
tongue. Her mouth was wonderfully soft and yielding. She adored him. Mike lifted
her off of his lap to stand between his legs his dick so hard now it was almost
touching his belly. Mandy reached out to finger his balls. "Funny," she giggled.
"Fuzzy daddy," and Mike drew in his breath. He could see a perfect bead of
precum oozing out of his peehole. He was wet for her. He lifted the dirty dress
over her head and pulled down the sopping wet trainer pants.
At the sight of her chubby belly and small, pudgy 'vee' of mons with the
adorable beginnings of a slit- he grabbed his cock and had to stoke himself a
bit. "Ugh...Ugh..mmmmmm. O you sweet little thing daddy wants to kiss you
there," and he reached out with a finger to stroke her slit and run his index
finger quickly between her pee-wet thighs. Mandy juked away, giggling. This made
him hotter.
He stood and lifted her up in one sweep, allowing her nakedness to trail up his
body, he pulled the length of her up his torso, brushing his cock. He never
wanted flesh as powerfully in his life. He could have eaten this one with a
spoon. Mike stood her in the sweet-smelling bath and soaped up his hand. He ran
his slick fingers and all of his hand in between her legs. Mandy jumped a bit,
staring at him he slowed his movements, rubbing with a lover's deliberateness
against her pink, hidden labia and using his soapy thumb to make little
movements on her clitoral hood. He soaped the other hand, and rubbed her
buttocks as he did this. Mandy spread her little thighs just a bit- and pushed
against his working hands. He used a washcloth to wash the soap away and pulled
her close to the edge to the tub as he knelt facing her.
Mike put his head down to her cunt and licked his daughter for the first time on
her cunt lips, lapping like a puppy. Making hungry noises and jerking himself
off. One hand behind her buttocks so he could pull her pussy closer, prevent her
from moving- the other milking his swollen cock- faster and faster. He mumbled
words that were all smooshed into her baby flesh, wet sounds, and muffled words
and Mandy started to jerk a little herself.
"Mandy lickee O, O, daddeeeeeey OH! GOOD.. ummmmm. Ummmmmm. Nice, nice. Love you
SO." and Mike licked like he had lost his mind- shooting his own cum on the side
of the tub. Spurts pulsing like a squirt gun, triggered and fired. He could HEAR
his cum, the force of it hitting the tub- it was that hard, and christ oh christ
I think the little fucker cunt I think she came.... The End
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