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Daddy's In Love 1 (Mg, Mg+, Fb, Fb+, WS, Anal, Oral, Preg)

By Cactus and Kachina

Chapter 1: Childish Curiosity

Another typical, boring Sunday for Jennifer was unfolding. The long summer
vacation from school had scarcely begun and her and her playmates were already
running out of things to do. All winter long the fifth grade girls talked
about boys and all the cool things they would do during the summer and aside
from her gymnastics classes she found she had little else to amuse herself.

Well, she thought, there was that day two weeks ago when Trina brought that
dirty old magazine over to Lisa's basement clubhouse. It was actually a portion
of the crawl space abutting the basement but her cool dad made a part of
it into a clubhouse for the kids. It even had a carpet and some lights and
pillows and as far as a place being in a grownups house it was pretty neat
the girls decided. The parents didn't bother them in there and the children
quickly discovered that if they played their CD's and made some noise her
mom and dad would pretty much leave them be. They did have one close call
when Trina brought over a cigarette and it got smoky but Lisa crawled over
and quickly opened a vent. Jen was glad actually that they put it out.

But that dirty book really opened up her eyes she recalled. There for the
first time were pictures of grown men and their things or cocks Trina called
them. Trina was the most advanced of the preteens and was the instigator
and she knew all the swears and details about cocks and stuff. The book was
really old and nothing like she would soon find online but it clearly showed
that men actually did put the cock into the girl's vagina and even her mouth
and one picture totally showed the man's big penis right by the lady's butt!
The girls could only speculate on that despite Trina's assurance that crazy
men even do that to girls and even boys! She had watched Trina and Lisa practice
kissing again for a few minutes and left for home. Soon an innocent event
would unfold. Whether it was to be their destiny would be anyone's guess
in years to come and father and daughter would reflect on that first moment
many times during their lives together.

Young Jen had ridden her bike home and saw her mom's car gone again. She
hoped to heck she was not going to spend all summer with those stupid troublemaker
boys again. Her mom was always off on some retreat with those boys somewhere
and she was getting jealous. Just cause they needed special schooling all
year she didn't think it fair that she should suffer. They were not stupid
boys, just troublemakers her mom had said often of the sixth grade kids she
watched over. Jens handsome father seemed almost happy that his wife was
gone a lot. At least he seemed more fun when she was gone. Knowing this she
dropped her bike and ran towards the garage door. Her ponytail was bouncing
crazily to and fro but her firm boyish ass and stone hard legs were definitely
not. If hard body gymnast could apply to teens it surely could to ten year
old gym princesses. Jen wasn't aware of this but Dan sure knew the reason
why girl's gymnastics was so popular an Olympic event. The television stations
as well as the Olympic Committee turned a blind eye on why the sport was
so popular and why 90% of the ads were aimed at men in their thirty's and
forty's. They simply loved to see hard body nymphets in cuntlet hugging outfits
do tricks and lewd displays publicly in sweat soaked leotards. Not a man
among the die hard followers had not imagined fucking one of the seventy
five pound tarts up and down their strutted cocks like a toy; like jacking
off but with a little cunt as part of your hand.

Springing open the screen door she bounded upstairs two at a time, calves
flexing enticingly, and surprising her careless father. He had never expected
her home much less surprising him this way. Jens catlike grace had allowed
her to come to the door unnoticed just in time to see her daddy shaking off
his cock above the toilet. Her mouth fell open at the brief sight of it.
It was twice as big as the men in the pictures and had this long funny skin
hanging way over the end. It looked to be as large as her forearm and dark
brown to her excited young eyes. Jenny stepped away and was watching him
as he began pushing the long veiny tube into his pants again and then he
flushed and turned her way. The child felt mortified and began to mutter,
"S...sorry daddy. I...I uh... didn't know."

Dan felt a feeling run through his loins he had never felt before at having
had his little girl see his cock. At the same time young Jennifer's mind
was touched with things she would forever be fascinated with. Her fathers
cock, piss, and foreskin. The order of importance would come to change on
a whim. She was relieved when her tall handsome father walked by her and
tugged playfully on
her ponytail. "It's ok hon. I should have closed the door. Just don't tell
mom. Ok bunny?" She looked way up in his loving eyes and smiled. Her teeth
were perfect and her lips were full and those few freckles on her nose made
her irresistible to men with a craving for illegal flesh. Dan was no exception;
he just never thought about it this close to home. Jens green eyes flashed
and her
long lashes beckoned as she replied, "No dad. Nope I won't tell. Like she
says... accidents happen."

Dan reached for her bare shoulder and felt the warm, impossibly smooth skin
on his strong hand as he steered her towards the stairs. "Ok hon. I have
to go to the hardware store and mom won't be home for an hour. You wanna
come with boring dad or should I drop you off at the park district gym for
an hour?"

Now Jenny was really torn. She just saw pictures of male cocks and her own
dad's real one in the same day and she really wanted to go with and maybe
hold his hand at the store but she needed to do some practice every day or
her tummy muscles got too weak. "The gym daddy."

Now here Jenny stood again on a Sunday about a week later waiting for her
dad to pick her up. In a situation where destiny was not preordained a normal
father would have been more cautious about closing the bathroom door. Also
a precocious Lolita would be more secretive about peeking. Yet during the
days that followed that first subliminal act the father and daughter played
a game that neither acknowledged the other was doing. Dan had been scheduling
his bathroom piss trips more and more around the moments when his wife was
gone or busy in the basement or garage. Likewise the fifth grader scheduled
her sudden meanderings for something or other to coincide with her fathers
sometimes faked bathroom visits. He would close the door just enough to make
it look good and she would be off to the side just enough to make it look
like she was hiding. The piss breaks became longer and the amount of cock
skin increased by several inches as did the preparations to pee and shake
it off afterwards. It was then she would see her dad slowly peel that long
yummy skin back and see the huge purple head come out. Once he pulled down
his shorts for a minute and she actually saw the two balls as big as her
fists. Trina told her the sperm that made her came outta those huge bags.
She herself thought they held his pee for sure 'cause he had so much usually.

On Saturday night little Jen was in her room with her stuffed animals under
the sheets with her. She was getting ready for bed and had millions of funny
questions in her head when she heard the familiar sound of her daddy making
right across the hall. She could see that the door was totally shut because
her mom was home. Jen heard him flush the toilet and walk out and towards
her room. Jennifer heard her father walk up to her little bed and lean down
and whisper in her ear. "Jenny? Bunny? Tomorrow night you can aim it if you
want. Pull the skin back and aim it but only if you want to." She felt his
warm lips kiss her very close to her mouth and as he turned she whispered,
"Yes daddy. I will. I want to."

* * * * * * *

The next day crawled by like a slug for little Jennie. The fact that it was
a Sunday and she had no school made it even longer. To pass the time, she
decided to ride her bike to her friend Heather's house. Heather was a part
of the small group of little girls that Jennie hung out with most often -
Lisa, Trina, Casey, Lauren, and Malinda being the others - but of the seven
girls, she was the most quiet and to-herself. Most of the other girls teased
her for it, although playfully, but Jennie could understand Heather a bit
more than they could. The two had been friends since they met in preschool
when Jennie was 4 and Heather was 3. If Jennie had a best friend, it would
have been heather, she often thought to herself.

The bike ride to the 9-year-old's house wasn't a long one, but it wasn't
the easiest route. The development most of the girls lived in was situated
in a large circle that enclosed an area of woodlands. The township was obligated
to keep most of the area free from development, so their response was to
build all of the houses in that area around the expanse of township-protected
forest. So it was on the other side of the large circle of homes with Heather
lived, and while a bike ride around the woodlands on the street would take
a good fifteen minutes, a bike ride through the trees would take half that
time. The little brunette climbed onto her hot-pink mountain bike and began
making her way from the backyard of her house into the shade of the large
trees separating the homes.

Since there was only a month left of school, the weather was nice and warm
as Jennie rode through the narrow paths of the forest. The sun was high in
the sky and its light created a shifting sprinkling of bright patches on
the leaf-covered earth, something the young girl always enjoyed seeing. The
deeper she rode into the woods, the less terrain became available for her
to ride through, but she had been along this trip countless times before
and she never had a problem getting to Heather's back yard. It was only several
minutes later when she could see the backs of the houses on the opposite
side of the circle through the trees ahead, and she headed unerringly for
the one she knew as Heather's. The girl's house wasn't as large as her own,
since she lived with only her mother and a man named Scott that her mom had
just married a month before. When her real dad moved out he had taken a lot
of the money, as well as the source (he had a well paying job so Heather's
mom never had to have one), and left Ms. Ernest (Heather's last name was
Earnest) struggling to get back on her feet.

Despite her mother's financial condition, Heather always seemed to have the
coolest things in her room. The girls could spend hours alone their, always
with something to play with or do. This wasn't the case today however. When
Jennie arrived at the back porch of the house, she could see Heather inside
sitting on the couch in the living room. She knocked on the glass and waved
happily to her friend, who stood up and bounded with a smile to open the
door.

"Hi, Jennie! I'm so glad you're here, today has been so boring!" Heather
threw her arms around the little brunette as she always did and Jennie returned
the hug just as eagerly.

Heather was a pretty little one with dark auburn hair that always seemed
perfect, even when she woke up in the morning. Her skin was a soft alabaster
that would always become flushed and pink whenever the cute girl blushed,
and her eyes were a deep brown. There were more than a few times when Jennie
would catch herself starting at Heather, admiring her and wishing she was
as pretty. When voicing such hopes to her father, Jennie would always hear
the same response. "There isn't a girl out there as pretty as my Jennie",
Dan would say. For the most part, he meant it too.

Jennie stepped into the living room and looked around. If her eyes hadn't
told her right away what was going on, her nose certainly did. The room was
thick with the drifting smell of paint, and in the hallway that connected
the front door, living room, and stairs to the second floor, Jennie could
see strange men in stained clothing moving about. Heather could tell what
her friend was thinking and responded before Jennie even had the time to
ask.

"Mom and Scott are having the house redone," she said, shoulders sagging
as she turned to watch the workers with Jennie, "They're painting a lot and
they said we're gonna switch bedrooms because mine is bigger and they need
the space for all of Scott's stuff."

Jennie could hardly believe it. She loved Heather's room! She turned to the
auburn-haired girl with a look of shock. Heather responded with a pouty frown,
neither needing to say a word to know the shared sentiment. Heather sighed
and finished her earlier statement as she idly twisted her right foot beneath
her.

"...yeah, so all my stuff is in boxes and they're moving our stuff around.
I have nothing to do!"

Jennie played with the tiny gold ring her dad had given her as a birthday
present when she was ten. She used to wear it on her ring finger but had
since moved it to her pinky because it no longer fit as well. It was often
a habit of hers to twist it back and forth as she thought. "Well why don't
we go back to my house? And we can take our time in the woods since it's
such a nice day out!"

Heather thought it was a great idea and the two went back out onto the porch
where Jennie had left her bike, and Heather kept hers. They both climbed
on and headed back the way Jennie had come. It was normal for Heather to
leave home with a friend without saying anything to her mother, especially
since Scott moved in, so neither made a point of it.


About three minutes into the slow-paced ride, Heather came to a stop. Behind
her, Jen did the same. "What's the matter?"

"I have to pee really bad" frowned Heather, bouncing slightly on her heels,
"I'm gonna go behind a tree."

Jen sighed dramatically and Heather laughed as she found a suitable spot
and undid the button of her jeans. "Oh shut up!"

She slid the jeans and smooth, cotton panties down her alabaster thighs to
reveal her lips, just barely showing the first signs of downy peach fuzz,
and squatted tenderly, looking between her legs to make sure nothing got
splashed as she did her business. After a short moment the thick stream started
to flow, squirting against the earth and making an indentation in the soft
dirt as it pooled and bubbled. Jennie could hear the sound of her stream
hitting the ground and turned to her friend, only able to see part of her
back. She grinned and cupped her hand to her mouth, calling out towards the
younger girl. "Psssssssssss!!"

Heather gasped and shouted, "Stop it!"

Both of them then fell into a fit of laughs and giggles, Heather trying to
keep herself under control lest her warm stream make a mess on her jeans
or panties. She was barely able to keep herself clean when her urine died
down to small trickles. Without any toilet paper nearby to clean herself
with, she silently stood and simply pulled her pants and panties back up,
content that the crotch of her underwear would soak any mess there might
be. When Jennie could see that her friend was done, she grinned to herself
and jumped behind the tree to where Heather was buttoning up her jeans. She
squatted down by the frothy puddle of urine and rubbed her tummy dramatically.

"Mmmmm that looks yummy!" she said, grinning so wide that all of her small,
pearly teeth could be seen.

Heather jumped back. "Ewwww you're gross" she exclaimed, unable to keep from
laughing. The two continued to giggle when suddenly Heather turned, her silky
hair twirling behind her as she seemed to be looking towards something. Jen
had to catch her breath as she made her way forward to her friend's side,
and there was a moment of silence when none of them spoke. Heather was the
first to say something.

"Did you hear that? I thought I heard something."

Jen listened for a moment and looked around, then shook her head. "I don't
hear anything... what was it?"

Heather didn't respond, but began picking her way around exposed roots on
her tip-toes. Jen watched momentarily before joining her, taking the clue
to be quiet. The two of them silently crept towards what looked to be a drop-off
in the distance. As they got closer, Jen began to hear what Heather must
have heard.

"Mmmph", the noise was deep, and masculine. Heather and Jen subconsciously
reached for each other's hands, wrapping their little fingers around the
other's.

"Mmmh yeah... keep going." this time it was another voice. Who was down there?
thought Jennie.

The girls crept to the edge of the rise and looked down. Two older boys,
one of them looking as if he were around 13, the other perhaps 18, were sitting
on a large rock below. A thick tree straddled the edge of the drop so the
girls were able to use it for cover as they watched in amazement the scene
below.

The younger of the two, a thin boy with messy brown hair and a small stature
leaned against the dirt-wall of the rise, his pants and underwear around
his ankles as his fist moved rapidly along the length of his immature cock.
The other, somewhat heavier boy was facing more towards the girls but not
enough to see them without searching. He had dark blonde hair and was kneeling
before the other one, his own pants around his ankles as well. He had a considerably
larger penis than his friend, a full and thick six inches. He too was stroking
his boyhood but at a slower pace, taking time each pass to curl his fingers
around the plump, scarlet head, which oozed a pearly goo in tiny droplets.

Heather and Jennie were transfixed. This was the second time in less than
a month that Jennie had seen actual cocks, not like the ones in those magazines.
Even though these boys were well below her father in terms of length, she
was no less amazed by the site. Only one of the boys had foreskin - the younger
of the two - which caused her to keep her eyes on that one more often than
the other.

An eternity seemed to pass within mere minutes. The pleasured groaning of
the two increased in volume and pace, and the young girls couldn't help but
gasp when the younger boy jerked suddenly and shot a thin, glistening arch
of white fluid from the tip of his penis. The older boy did the same only
seconds later, his load landing on the younger boy's thigh. Before the self-pleasuring
boys could spot them, Heather tightened her fingers around Jen's hand and
began to pull her away, the two soon running at full speed back to their
bikes.

The bike ride back to Jen's house was silent but fast. Neither of the two
believed what they had seen, and there was sure to be a flurry of girlish
whispers and giggles when they were once again alone in little Jennie's bedroom.

As was typical little Jennifer took the shortest route to the side door of
her house with her younger playmate peddling furiously twenty feet behind.
That this shortcut involved cutting across her lawn to the dismay of her
daddy never entered her mind. In fact no matter how many times he admonished
her and playfully spanked her little bottom for doing it she continued to
do so almost blatantly at times. Such was the case today when she saw him
halt digging the garden and shake his huge fist at her in mock anger. There
would be no soft lingering tap on her boyish butt today, at least not in
front of Heather much to their dismay. It went unsaid but both father and
daughter secretly enjoyed the feigned spanking, especially when it was done
outside where someone could see. Jenny had yet to learn it was a deep sexual
fantasy she had when her daddy touched her fanny in public and Dan just enjoyed
any excuse to touch his little girl's private parts. The truth was he had
touched her often in many places until she had turned five. At least when
his wife wasn't home he recalled. As Dan leaned against the spade watching
the girls set down their bikes he began to suspect his baby might just be
a bit sharper than most ten year old girls tended to be. He was pretty certain
that Jenny knew he was on to her piss peeks and was beginning to wonder if
she deliberately rode her bike across the lawn. As with many facets of this
budding love affair the truth would come out years later after the birth
of their first child. For now, his thinking that it was done out of childish
innocence and curiosity only fueled the ever mounting sinful lust he felt
for her.

Dan smiled and wiped his forehead with his forearm as the tots ran across
the yard towards him. Heather had always been fodder for beat-off sessions
in the garage. Sometimes with her and his child putting on private lesbian
shows for him, other times sharing his thick veiny cock choking down his
load, and still other times opening up their teeny ass chambers for him to
tear.

The day was warmer than normal and he had removed his shirt earlier. Now
he stood before them in shorts and gym shoes as the kids greeted him. The
raised garden made him appear even taller and he saw both of their eyes glance
at the sweat and masculine hair on his chest before traveling briefly down
to his hard hairy abdomen and the sweat-soaked shorts with the damp "V" pointing
towards his magnificent cock-bulge. The fact that both girls were suddenly
becoming much more interested in cock with today's new revelation had not
registered yet. What both of them did know was that they had the house to
themselves for a couple days and today was the day he was going to take his
little girl in the bathroom and show her how men peed. For that very reason
Dan noticed Jennifer's eyes linger a bit longer on his damp crotch than her
friends. He was wondering if he had entered kiddie heaven, what with two
luscious lolitas gawking at a hidden weapon as large as their forearms. His
wicked mind was just beginning to imagine how frightfully huge his cock would
look compared to their tiny fingers when Jen called up to him.

"Hi daddy. I brought Heather over." She was on her tiptoes and her lovely
calves flexed as she closed her eyes waiting happily for her kiss. Dan quickly
bent and kissed her soft cheek but not as close to her inviting mouth as
the night before. "Hi bunny."

He smiled and looked Heathers way wondering how it would feel to beat off
using her cunt instead of his hand, just jacking the tot up and down his
gnarled brown meat...."Hi there Heather. You're looking beautiful as always."
He watched the two exchange glances as Heather blushed. Jenny started to
giggle. "Oh daddy you're so lame and silly. Heather came over 'cause they
are painting her bedroom and it smells, right Heath'?"

The nine year olds doe eyes looked up in Dan's warmly and she nodded. "Yes
that's right Mr. D. It stinks bad."

Dan was only too happy to have two little girls alone in his house if for
no other reason than to fantasize all day about kiddie sex. This was way
better than Internet porn. "Sure kids just don't tear the house apart. I'll
be in a bit later and clean up. You kids wanna order a pizza later?"

This brought shouts of joy from the prepubescent girls and a smile to Dan's
face as he watched them jumping up and down clapping their tiny hands. They
turned and began skipping off to the house holding hands when Jenny stopped
and asked over her shoulder, "Daddy is it ok if Heather maybe sleeps over
tonight? We don't have school and her rooms torn apart." Immediately the
child saw a glimmer of disappointment in her father's eyes and suddenly she
remembered the secret thing they were planning in the bathroom tonight. Quickly
she added, "She won't be any bother dad. She falls asleep at seven thirty."
Jenny broke out in her tinkling laughter and mocked pain when Heather punched
her arm. "Oh Jennifer, You're such a fibber. She's a fibber Mr. D."

Dan laughed along with them happy to know that Jenny secretly telegraphed
to him her knowledge of the dirty thing they had planned. "Well Heather she
does her own version of truth... honey. You kids go on and have fun. I'll
be inside in a bit."

The incest minded father smiled and felt his goat-sized balls filling in
their thick skinned sweaty bag as he watched the two little hard-bodies walk
towards the house. Jennifer was a bit taller and more toned than her little
friend but Heather had the smallest, softest looking little ass he ever saw.
He wondered whether teeny anus would look like up close recalling the times
he'd open Jennifer's and peer inside it when she was little. Little Heather
was also positively glowing from having Jens handsome father call her 'honey'.

Dan quickly finished turning the garden and as he walked the shovel back
to the shed he waved at the new neighbor's wife. She was a hot looking young
bride in her early twenties that made it obvious she was eying him up and
down whenever she was outside with that horse of a dog. He often wondered
if she let that pretty red dog cock fuck into her uterus.

Inside the dim shed he forwent his usual jack-off session over the kiddie
porn he had hidden out there. Often, in a state of perverse lust he envisioned
planting some for Jenny to find to gage her reaction. Now he may have an
even better feel for it after tonight. Hell, he figured hopefully, after
tonight maybe she would enjoy looking at it with him online. He smiled at
that disgusting thought

Chapter Two
	
	
			
	
			
	
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