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My Pleasure with Joanne
By Draw33
What I'm about to tell you happened almost ten years ago, when I was
in my early thirties. It involves my elder daughter who, at the time
was nine years old. I am talking about my own child, and not someone
else's, and this was to be the start of a relationship that has gone
on throughout these years.
I always considered myself to be a pretty down to earth kind of guy,
and never devious by nature or deed. I used to be appalled whenever I
heard of adults, interfering with, touching or abusing children.
Never in my wildest dream would I have believed that I could ever
become engaged in such actions, let alone doing it with my own
children, and not regretting it either.
It's hard to start, because although the first time it happened is
easy to remember and pinpoint, the initial thoughts on my part are not
so easy to establish. Let's say that for some time I had viewed my
daughter with some interest, but never intended that it should go
beyond just getting the odd sneaky glimpse of her legs or panties.
The thought of her smooth young legs excited me, and when making love
with my wife, I frequently fantasized about my daughter Joanne's
sweetness. The thought of her smooth skin, and the desire to touch
it, was enough to make my cock stand on end, no matter how tired I
was. I'm sure all men think about sexy things and doing it with girls
or women other than our wives, when making love to our spouses. I
could go into this in depth, but I won't, because it is not the story
I wish to tell.
Children too have sexual thoughts and feelings; you only have to think
back to our own childhood to understand this. Joanne was no different
in this respect, but I'm also sure that her early sexual fantasies and
desires did not include me. I know because Joanne and I have had long
talks about it. If you ask her, she will tell you that her first
thoughts go back to when she first started school, and learned what
happened when a man and woman made a baby. Obviously, she did not
masturbate in those early years. Not because she didn't want to, but
because she knew nothing about it.
I'm getting away from the point of my story. Right from when Joanne
was a little girl, she had a friend, and her friend's name was Julie.
Julie and Joanne grew up together, so it's natural that they shared
many things including their childish fantasies about boyfriends. It
was this sharing of fantasies that led to the position that enabled me
to do what I have done with them.
As I recall, it was a warm Sunday afternoon. My wife had gone to see
her father who was not too well, and she had taken our two youngest
children with her, and leaving Joanne with me. Julie had come to
play, and the pair of them had played around outside for a while,
before heading indoors to get out of the sun. I was working in the
garden, weeding and generally keeping things tidy. After the children
had gone inside, I moved around the side of the house out of the sun,
to tidy the flower garden which was right under Joanne's window.
Joanne and Julie did not know I was there; otherwise things would have
turned out different.
Joanne's bedroom window was open, and I heard them talking about boys'
and sex. It was obvious that neither of them knew much, but they
obviously wanted to find out. I laughed inwardly at some of the
things they said, until I heard Julie tell Joanne that her father had
put his hand up under her dress and felt her between her legs. I
couldn't believe what I was hearing from a nine-year-old.
Joanne wanted to know what it had felt like, and Julie told her that
it felt in her words, "Real cool."
I listened to hear if she and her father had done anything else, but
they hadn't. Then Julie started talking about her tits, and how she
thought they were growing. She wanted Joanne to look at them and to
say if they were. I got behind a shrub that half covered the window,
and peeking through the branches and leaves, I peeked in.
I saw Julie pull her blouse and vest up, exposing her almost flat
chest, and Joanne looked at her, and under Julie's prompting, touched
her (Julie's) nipples. After doing that, Joanne wanted to know all
about what her father had done to her, and I saw Julie push her hand
up between my daughter's legs, and they both chuckled. All this had
brought my cock into a full erection.
I felt that I must stop them before they did things that they
shouldn't, at least that was how I justified my actions to myself.
I went inside and told Julie that I had things for Joanne to do, and
that it was time she went home. Joanne was disappointed, but I
insisted and Julie went.
After she had gone, I told Joanne what I had overheard and seen them
doing. She went into shock, and was unable to say anything for
several minutes. I don't know what I was thinking of, but I slipped
my hand under the hem of my daughter's skirt, and run my hand up
between her smooth young legs, feeling the slightly dampishness of her
skin as I got closer to her panties.
She was startled by my actions, and jerked back a little at the touch
of my hand as it traveled into her most intimate parts.
Trying to think of something to say, that would justify my action, I
said, "Is this how Julie's father did it to her?"
Joanne said nothing, nor did she try to disconnect my hand from where
it pressed against the crotch of her panties. A big teardrop trickled
down her cheek, and into the corner of her mouth. Without thinking,
or at least that's what I tell myself, I began to gently rub my hand
against her. Very quickly I felt her heat against my hand increasing,
and the dampness started to seep through her pants. Tears were still
trickling down her cheeks amid soft sobs that shook her young body.
"It's all right," I said, trying to be soft and comforting, and I put
my other arm around her hips. "I would never hurt you Honey. You
know that, don't you?"
I said. Joanne nodded, but continued to weep softly. It only took
gentle pressure from me, to get her to spread her legs wider, giving
me greater access to her young private area of her body. By now I was
hooked. Even though I never acknowledged it, there was no doubt that
I was going to fuck my young daughter, and never at any stage did I
think about, or worry about the consequences.
"You love your daddy don't you Honey?" I crooned softly, and she
again nodded as more tears trickled down her cheeks. "And you do want
to make me feel good and be pleased with you. Don't you?" and again
she gave just the briefest of nods.
Carefully I slipped my other hand under her skirt, and using both
hands, slipped her panties down off her hips, and down her thighs as
far as her knees. Lifting her skirt, I was able to look at as well as
to feel her beautiful wet hairless slit. She staggered a little, and
had to grab hold of me to stop from falling over.
"It's beautiful Honey," I said with feeling. "Please don't cry Honey.
I just want you to know how nice it feels." I traced my fingers up
and down the length of her slit, and soon her tears and sobs began to
subside.
It was still about an hour before I expected my wife (Her mother) to
come home. I checked this, so what I did was obviously done with full
knowledge. Holding her skirt up with one hand, I unbuttoned the front
of her blouse, and slipped it from her. She again showed signs of
fear, so I quickly discarded my shirt and singlet, before continuing
to undress her. I had no difficulty in slipping her vest from her,
and I got my first real look at her little budding titties. They
jutted out like two little mountain peeks from her flat chest. I was
on my knees, with her standing beside me, and her nipple was just
about in line with my mouth. I opened my mouth, and licked her nipple
with the tip of my tongue a couple of times, before suckling it into
my mouth. She was no longer crying, but little sobs still shook her
young frame, but they were quickly subsiding.
I turned her so she was facing me, and I did the same to her other
tittie. The effects of this were so emotional to her that I had to
hold her up, or she would have fallen. Her breathing was now getting
quite short and heavy. She offered no resistance when I undid her
skirt and slipped it from her, then I lowered her onto her back on the
carpeted floor, where I completely removed her little pink panties.
My little nine-year-old daughter now lay on her back before me,
completely naked. Quickly I discarded my pants, and as I pushed my
underpants down off my hips, Joanne's eyes moved down over my growing
nakedness, and came to rest on my stiff exposed cock, that she already
knew was going to go up inside her.
I parted her legs wide, making her bend her knees outward for me. My
daughter's wet hairless cunt was right there for me. I bent over and
kissed her wee bellybutton, and her hands moved onto my head, in a
half effort to protect herself. Using my tongue, I traced a path down
over her young tummy to her wide-open thighs. Down her thigh and up
again, before doing the same to her other leg.
Now for her hot spot. I moved my face in between her thighs, as she
half-heartedly tried to push me away. My mouth reached her sweet
little cunt, and I kissed it, and sank my tongue into it, tasting her
sweet little virgin hole. When I next looked up at her over her
smooth naked belly, she had her eyes closed, and her mouth was open as
she gasped for air, and her young hips and pelvis were moving and
rotating under me.
Suddenly she gasped and began trying to push my head away as she
moaned and cried out, "Nooo daddy. Noooooo." She was experiencing
her first orgasm, and it pleased me greatly.
After she had taken as much as I could give her, I moved to get her
into position for fucking her. I brought her legs up so that her
heals were against my chest, then pushing them forward so her knees
were against her chest, I reached down and brought my cock against her
tight wee virgin cunt. I moved the head of my cock up and down along
the wet length of my daughter's slit, before gently easing it forward
against her opening. She winced as my pressure increased, and with a
sudden rush, her wee cunt gave up its resistance, and the whole head
of my cock slipped inside her. She was tight, wet and very, very hot.
I wanted to take my time, but my desires and needs were too great.
Further and further I slipped into her until I met the resistance I
expected. Her hymen was intact, and I was about to deflower my
nine-year-old daughter. I eased back a little, before getting her to
take a deep breath and as she held it to my instructions, I drove in,
carrying her virginity before the irresistible thrust of my cock. In
that one hard push, my cock went all the way into her glorious young
belly, and I could feel the eye of my cock against the opening to her
wee womb. Tears were again in her eyes, but not for long. With
wonderful long strokes, I started fucking her, and looked down and was
able to see my cock as it moved like a piston, in and out of my
daughter's cunt. All the time Joanne lay quite passive feeling my big
cock as it moved deep within her. It didn't take long before my cum
started to rise from my balls. I went into the wildest and most
exciting cum session I had ever had. Great globs of steaming hot
spunk shot out of my cock, deep into my young daughter's beautiful
young belly, filling her, and my spunk mingled and mixed with the
blood of her ruptured hymen.
We lay naked together for some time then I helped her to clean up
after the joy of our complete pleasures. This was just the first of
many times that I fucked my daughter. I'll tell you more about it
another time, and also what happened, and what it was like when I
fucked Julie, Joanne's friend.
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