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A Daughter's Perfect Love (Incest: Mg)
--- a true story, as told to Mortimer Snerd
(names changed to protect the not-so-innocent)
There are countless men out there who would, whether they admit it or not,
give
their right arm for the privilege of taking a young, innocent little girl
to
bed, ravishing her sweet little body with kisses, taking her smooth, hairless
pussy in your mouth, and finally filling her tightness with your aching hard-on.
There are countless others who dream of making love to their own beautiful,
sexy
daughter, so much like you, but so different in such wonderful ways. They
feel
that this would be such a special union, all else would pale in its glow.
I have done both. My name is John, and the following is my own true story.
* * * * * * *
I married my wife, Tara, when she was just out of high school, at the age
of 18.
We were deeply in love, and it was no surprise that we had our first child,
Kristi, within the first year. As much as we both adored her, we decided
that
one was enough, and so I had a vasectomy. So our little family stayed at
three,
and as the years progressed, we enjoyed watching Kristi grow into a beautiful
little child, a red-haired, hazel-eyed sweetie that was going to break someone's
heart, someday. I felt like the luckiest man alive.
When Tara and I had been married for just over 10 years, I got one of those
horrible calls at work one day: Tara had been in a car accident. Her injuries
were fatal, killing her instantly, and she had been pronounced dead at the
scene. I never even got to say goodbye.
As hard as losing Tara was on me, I think little 9-year-old Kristi took it
worse. We had been a close family, and she cried unconsolably for days.
Even
after she was able to go back to school, I would hear her in her room, crying
as
she tried to go to sleep. This went on for weeks. Her 10th birthday fell
during this time, and it had to be the most miserable birthday she'd ever
had.
My heart ached worse for Kristi's loss than for my own.
About a month after the accident, Kristi asked if she could sleep in my bed,
instead of crying alone in her own room. What was I to say? I loved her
to
pieces, and she was all I had left. I told her she could, thinking it would
be
a one- or two-night thing, and it would help her get over her grief.
When she continued to want to sleep with me, I didn't have the heart to send
her
back to her own room by herself. She would cuddle up to me at bedtime, our
loving closeness the only medicine she seemed to respond to. So a "few days"
turned into a few weeks. I began to get used to having her warm, little
body
next to me... I'd been lonely, too. We'd pull each other close at night,
falling asleep with my arm around her, our mutual warmth making us both feel
better.
What I never expected, really, was the way I began to look forward to our
nights
together... and the way my body started to respond to her. The longer she
stayed with me, the closer she cuddled, and the harder my dick got, as she
fell
asleep in my arms! I couldn't help it, any more than I could deny noticing
what
a cute little thing she was. She always wore a loose-fitting nightie, with
just
her panties on underneath. I could feel them when my hand happened to brush
across her little butt. It became standard for me to fall asleep with a
hard-
on, and wake up with another one, my arm still around her sweet, sleeping
form.
One morning, I awoke with my hand between Kristi's legs.
I was horrified at myself! But she was still sleeping, and I didn't want
to
disturb her. so I didn't yank my hand away immediately. At least that was
my
rationalization! And it gave me enough time to decide -- God help me! --
that
I had to check out her little pussy while I was there. Ever-so-slowly, I
eased
my hand up the remaining length of her thighs, until I touched her young
pussy,
so warm under the fabric of her panties. Gently, I fondled her soft little
lips
with my fingers. I let this go on for several minutes, then felt guilty
enough
to withdraw my hand. I woke Kristi up and told her she needed to get ready
for
school, staying under the covers until she left, to keep her from seeing
my
hard-on.
What was wrong with me, I thought? This was my own daughter I had just felt
up!
But I knew that if I got another opportunity, I would probably do the same
thing. I wouldn't be able to help it. Like it or not, her nightly warmth
next
to me had stirred something deep inside. It was on my mind still, when Kristi
and I went to bed again, that night. Once more, I developed a hard-on as
I held
her, both of us drifting off to sleep.
The next morning, I awoke early again. Kristi was nestled under my arm,
like
she often was in the morning. Listening to her soft, regular breathing to
make
sure she was asleep, I carefully moved my hand back to her thighs, slipping
between them as far as I dared. I then repeated what I had done the previous
morning, gently stroking her soft pussy through the panties. Again, Kristi
slept through my gentle touching, waking only when I withdrew my hand and
patted
her on the shoulder, getting her up for school.
This became a morning pattern, waking up earlier than Kristi and touching
her
through her panties as she slept. Each time I would send her off to get
ready
for school, I would be left with the most intense hard-on I'd ever had!
I began
to relieve myself by jerking off while Kristi went into the bathroom to shower,
with thoughts of her warm, tender body beginning to fill my mind. I also
began
pulling aside her full-fitting panties, allowing me to touch the smooth,
bare
lips. I started slipping a finger into her moist little slit, tracing up
and
down her young wetness. I was getting hooked on the feel of my pre-teen
daughter's pussy!
One morning, I awoke to find Kristi and me lying face-to-face, as we sometimes
did. After getting my hand into her panties, I decided to free my erect
dick
from my own underwear. Pulling aside her panties, I tried gently slipping
my
aching dick between her legs. The head of it slid easily into the moisture
between her tender, little pussy-lips, and my whole body shuddered with the
rush
of heat! I just had time to slip it up and down her pre-teen smoothness
once or
twice, when I came with unbelievable force. My cum squirted into Kristi's
slit,
then splattered all over her legs, going wherever it could. I was amazed
at
the volume I poured out onto her... and at the fact that she stayed fast
asleep
through it all. Afterward, I carefully cleaned her up with my own underwear,
before waking her up for the day.
A few days later, Kristi awoke with my hand in her panties, stroking her
pussy.
"What are you doing with your hand down there?" she asked indignantly.
"Just touching you, sweetheart," I improvised, afraid I'd blown everything.
"Your mom and I used to sleep this way all the time. Is it alright?" I asked.
"Those are my panties, not yours! If you want your hand in someone's panties,
use your own!" she said in mock reproval. Then she added, with a nervous
giggle, "Please take it out, you're tickling!" This last part let me know
how
uncomfortable I was making her feel. I did as she asked, determined that
I
would never do something like this against her will. Kristi got out of bed
without another word, and went to get around for school. She said very little
to me, the rest of the morning, nor late that afternoon when we both got
home. I
thought our little touching sessions were over. I only hoped I hadn't made
Kristi feel like I'd betrayed her trust.
Later that evening, as we both sat on the sofa, watching a little TV, she
decided to open up about the morning's events. Apparently, she'd been turning
it over in her mind, all day long. "At first, I just thought it was wrong
to be
doing," she began, hesitantly. "But then I thought about you and Mommy lying
there at night, touching each other. Did you do it a lot?" she asked.
"All the time," I told her honestly, turning off the TV. (Tara had been
a very
physical person, wanting to be touched and played with and made love to
constantly.) "I loved your mother very much. It was one of the ways we
showed
our love for each other." I started to choke up with the memory of my beloved
wife.
"Well..." she said, blushing a little, "I guess if it was okay with Mommy,
then
it's okay with me. Besides," she finished shyly, "it felt kind of nice."
My dick jumped in my pants. "My sweet, sweet Kristi," I said, reaching over
to
gather her into my arms. "You do know how much I love you, don't you?"
"I love you too, Daddy," she said, just before I kissed her on the lips.
Our kiss began as a light peck, then a longer smooch, and then I locked onto
her
and kissed her deeply. As I pulled her to me, our kiss progressed to parted
lips, and finally I slipped my tongue into her mouth a little ways. I had
hold
of her soft butt with both of my hands, and I squeezed and kneaded her.
My
hard-on felt like it was going to tear through my pants!
It was almost bedtime anyway, so I carried Kristi back to her bedroom, to
get
changed into her nightie. I hurriedly got into bed myself, anxious for her
to
join me. A few minutes later, in she came, shyly climbing in next to me
and
avoiding looking into my eyes. But then she cuddled up close to me, a little
bundle of warm, smooth love and trust... her signal that she wanted our
closeness as much as I did!
I kissed her again then, deeply, and wrapped my arms around her little body,
pulling her to me. How could I be anything but gentle, with this tender
little
girl I loved so much? As we kissed, I slipped one hand down to her panties,
sliding into them and finding her pussy-lips again. Kristi spread her legs
slightly, giving me better access. I slid a finger into her moistness (which
was more generous, now that she was awake and responding to me), and began
to
stroke her softly. "Mmm," she murmured against my chest, "This feels nice.
I
really love you, Daddy! I'm sorry I was funny about it this morning."
"That's okay, sweetheart," I told her. "It was new, and you didn't know
what to
think. But don't ever forget how much I love you."
We fell asleep that way, with my hand wet from her sweet, young pussy-juices.
In the morning, I gave her a few more gentle strokes, along with a deep kiss,
before patting her on the bottom and sending her off to get ready for school.
The aroma of her juices was strong on my hand, and it took only a moment
for me
to relieve the tension in my balls.
That night, as my hand caressed Kristi's smooth pussy again, she tentatively
reached over to my own underwear, slid her hand inside, and began to stroke
my
rigid shaft. "That feels really nice," I muttered in her ear. "Thank you,
sweetheart!"
Things progressed quickly from there. We both soon started sleeping in the
nude, seeing no more reason to have clothing between us. I began to get
bolder
with my touching, sinking my fingers deeper between Kristi's young pussy
lips,
finding her virgin love hole. I started slipping a finger into her a little
ways, and she began murmuring with her own pleasure at my attention. I also
began suckling on her little breasts, which were just nipples so far. And
her
touch on my rock-hard dick was like heaven! The heat between us built with
each
passing day.
One night, I told her I wanted to try something different. "Sometimes, I
would
use my mouth on Mommy, instead of my hand," I said. "It's kind of like kissing,
only I'm kissing you down there instead of up here. Can I try it?"
"Isn't it kind of yucky?" she asked, making a face.
"Not at all," I told her. "It's one of the sweetest tastes I know. I think
you'll like the way it feels, too."
With that, I moved downward on the bed, to put my face near her crotch.
Kristi
spread her legs obligingly, and I could smell the aroma of sex strong on
her. I
began by kissing her on her inner thighs, first one and then the other, working
my way inward. When I reached her young pussy, I kissed the lips lightly,
and
she shivered. Then I latched onto her tightly, sucking her sweet juices
into my
mouth, driving my tongue up into her love-hole. Kristi gasped, her body
overwhelmed by the intensity of this new pleasure. "Ohmigod!" she exclaimed.
"This is really nice!" And she began to push her hips up into me, grabbing
the
back of my head to pull me to her.
This was beyond my wildest dreams! My little pixie of a daughter was lying
in
bed with me, letting me pleasure her with my mouth! I drank in my little
girl
hungrily, able to take her entire small, smooth pussy into my mouth at once.
She was breathing hard, now, and she had wrapped her legs over my back, at
some
point. I could feel her young clit, hard within its little hideaway, and
I
focused my attention on it. Immediately, she startled me by going into an
orgasm, wrapping her legs around my head and slamming her pussy into my face.
Her muscles spasmed around my tongue, and she shrieked, "Ohh! Yess! UNNGH!!",
along with several other, even less-coherent things.
The force of Kristi's orgasm completely surprised us both. She was only
10
years old! Yet she had just had a more powerful climax than some women ever
experience as adults. I realized that some of my preconceptions must be
wrong... it was obvious that with the right amount of tenderness, a 10-year-old
girl can experience sex with as much joy and pleasure as any woman. What
a
special privilege to be the one tenderly walking her through it!
Having been introduced to her first climax that way, Kristi began to beg
for me
to take her in my mouth every night, as part of our time together. Not that
she
ever had to do much begging! I would warm her up with my hand, and as her
breathing sped up, I'd gently spread her knees and latch onto her, drinking
down
her heavenly juices until I brought her to a pounding orgasm. After that,
I
would take her in my arms and kiss her deeply, and then we would both fall
into
a contented sleep. (My own release had to wait until morning, while Kristi
got
ready for school. Awash in the aroma of her sex, even masturbation became
an
intense experience.)
After two or three nights of this, it must have occurred to Kristi that she
was
getting more enjoyment out of the deal than I seemed to be getting... so
one
night, she surprised me by leaning down and putting her mouth on my dick!
"Ohhh, that feels so wonderful, I love you, Baby," I said to her, finding
her
earnest inexperience exciting in itself. My own orgasm was approaching fast,
but I didn't feel right about cumming in her mouth yet, so I made her stop.
It
was one of the hardest things I've ever had to do.
Kristi wasn't happy. "But I want to make you feel good, too! How can I
make
you have an orgasm, like me?"
"Take your hand and rub it up and down, like this," I said, showing her how
to
jack me off. "When I have an orgasm, I shoot all kinds of stuff out, and
I
don't want to do that in your mouth."
Kristi obliged, doing exactly what I'd shown her. "Is this good?" she asked.
"That's perfect!" I told her breathlessly. The feel of her little hand up
and
down my shaft was intensely arousing, and before too many minutes, I could
feel
my balls tighten up. Suddenly, I began squirting my hot cum onto the bed
between us, my hips arching toward her as my cock pulsed in her hand. Kristi,
who was wide-eyed, kept stroking me until I had to make her stop.
Afterward, she giggled at the mess I had made. "You peed the bed!" she laughed.
"Did you do that when Mommy was with you?"
"Not very often," I chuckled, caught up in her amusement. "Usually, I was
inside of Mommy when it happened. That's how we got you." I took some tissues
from a box near the bed, and began cleaning up my puddle of cum.
"You mean in her mouth?" she asked innocently.
"No, not in her mouth, silly! Down here," I said, showing her by slipping
a
finger between her pussy-lips and partway into her vagina.
"You mean that big thing fits inside of that little tiny hole?" she asked,
incredulous.
"Well, when you're older, it does," I answered. "Yours would be a little
too
tight, I think. But that's okay... it's nice just having you here and touching
each other." I pulled her to me and hugged her warmly. She didn't say anything
more, and eventually we drifted off to sleep.
The next night, as we got into bed, Kristi told me she'd been thinking about
what I'd said the night before. "I tried putting my finger in there, and
it's
not as tiny as I thought," she said. "I want you to try putting your thing
in
me, so we don't make such a mess again."
I was instantly hard as a rock. My little girl was asking me to fuck her!
"Are
you sure you want to?" I asked, in disbelief. "It might hurt a little,
especially at first."
"Everything else we've done has felt really good," she answered. "I don't
care
if it's a little tight at first. Let's try it!"
I didn't need much more encouragement! I climbed out of bed and stood next
to
her. "Turn around this way," I said, directing her to lie sideways on the
bed,
with her legs over the edge near me. That put her sweet pussy directly in
front
of me, and I had her spread her legs a bit. As I watched her hairless lips
open
up, my dick felt like it was going to explode. I was about to fuck my little
10-year-old daughter!
Moving closer, I got between her knees and put the head of my dick against
her
warm pussy, slipping it up and down in her moistness a few times. Kristi
was so
anxious to try this, she was already well-lubricated from her own juices!
I
centered myself over the entrance to her young vagina. "This is where it
might
hurt, at first," I warned her. "Let me know if I need to stop, okay?"
"I will, daddy. I'm ready, really I am!" she said, almost begging me to
fill
her little hole with my full-size hard-on!
I started to push against her, but at first, I didn't get anywhere. She
was
just too tight. I backed off and swirled my dick around in her wetness some
more. "Try to relax, sweetheart," I said, "it'll be easier that way."
"Okay, daddy, I'll try," she said, as she made a visible effort to quell
her
natural nervousness. Such a wonderful little kitten! I reached up to fondle
her nipples, helping to ease the tension in her body. She murmured softly,
and
I could feel her muscles loosen up, inviting me to try again.
Sliding the head of my dick back to Kristi's love-hole, I gave another small
push. This time, it slipped into her, just a little way. I could feel her
pussy stretch tight around the head of my dick as it went in, and her heat
was
incredible! The rush was so intense, I had to fight off a wave of dizziness
before asking, "Are you okay? Am I hurting you?" No matter how good this
felt,
I had no desire to hurt my little sweetheart.
"It's really tight," she answered, and I could hear a bit of a whimper in
her
voice.
"Do you want me to pull out? I don't want..."
"No!" she said forcefully. "It hurts, but it feels good at the same time.
I
want you to keep going!"
I couldn't have been inside her more than an inch, but I knew it must feel
like
more than that to her. Carefully, I pulled back a little, spread some saliva
on
the rest of my dick for extra lubrication, then pushed inward again. Kristi
surprised me by pushing against me, at the same time, but despite our combined
efforts, this time I only went in about another half-inch.
Suddenly, the feeling of being inside my little girl's heat -- even this
far --
was just too much, and I came like a load of bricks. But this time, I squirted
it all inside Kristi's body! Her love-hole was too small to take me in all
the
way, but it swallowed every drop of cum I could give her. I had a hard time
holding back from ramming my cock hard into her, but my love for her was
enough
to keep me from doing it. My sweet, beautiful daughter was taking me into
her
young pussy! I owed her all the tenderness I could find.
After I had finally finished cumming, I looked up to see the mixed look of
pain
and contentment on Kristi's young face. Quickly, I pulled out of her, and
leaned over to kiss her tenderly on the lips. "Thank you," I whispered.
"Now
let me make you feel just as good." I knelt down on the floor and took her
pussy in my mouth. Time to return the favor!
I could see and taste my cum oozing out of her, but I didn't care. I knew
Kristi hadn't had her own climax, and I wanted to make sure she did. She
started to murmur and squirm as I worked on her with my lips and tongue,
and
very shortly she went into her own orgasm, her legs clamping around my head.
She shrieked and bucked her hips as I sucked on her pussy, her juices flooding
into my mouth, mixing with my semen.
Finally, when she was done quivering, I let go of her delicious body, and
crawled back into the bed, pulling her in with me. We held each other tighter
than ever before. After a few minutes of silent tenderness, I lightly said,
"Well, I didn't pee the bed, tonight."
Kristi burst out laughing, hugging me all the harder. "No, you peed in ME!"
she
said, and her giggles became uncontrollable. I couldn't help joining her,
and
we laughed until tears were running down our faces.
Getting serious again with an effort, I said, "Are you okay, after letting
me
get inside you? If it hurt too much, we won't do it again."
"It hurt a little, but only at first," Kristi answered. "Then it felt really
nice. And I want to do it again. Mommy would be proud of me!"
"I'm sure she is, sweetheart," I said, choking up. "And I'm proud of you,
too,
prouder than you could know. I love you!"
"I love you, too, Daddy!" she said, and then we kissed deeply and long, before
going off to sleep in each other's arms.
Over the next several weeks, Kristi and I kept trying to fuck. But she was
so
young and small, it was extremely slow going. Each night, she would push
when I
did, trying to get me just a little deeper into her, biting back the tears
as
she stretched. Another half-inch here, another quarter-inch there... her
little cunt was so tight! But she wanted to keep trying, and I wasn't about
to
say no.
Although Kristi seemed to love the feeling of me pushing into her, she was
never
able to cum when we did it. I just wasn't getting in deep enough to get
anywhere near her little clit. This was never a problem for me, though...
every
time we tried, I would go over the edge and cum into her, so overwhelmed
with
the wonderful feeling of being inside my beloved daughter, even just a little.
Then I would take her in my mouth, bringing her to her own orgasm. I never
really enjoyed the taste of my own semen, but it was a small price to pay,
as I
gave Kristi back the pleasure she was giving me.
Slowly, very slowly, her tight, pre-teen cunt began to accept me inside.
I
began to ache to be able to fill her with my manhood, to feel her powerful
heat
envelop me completely. As I got more used to being inside her, I was able
to
hold off my orgasm longer, waiting until I had gone as deep as we could.
Then I
would pump in and out of her with several short strokes, finally exploding
into
her with what felt like gallons of cum.
This went on for weeks and weeks, both of us getting more anxious all the
time,
eager to get me fully inside. Each night, we pushed just a little further,
just
a little deeper... until one night, almost three months after that first
time,
we finally did it. I was about three-fourths of the way in, and as we both
gave
one final thrust, I felt my throbbing dick slip all the way into her hot,
heavenly cunt. "We did it, we did it!" she squealed in delight.
My pubic hair made contact with Kristi's smooth, young pussy, as the head
of my
dick bumped up against her cervix. Her exquisite tightness gripped me so
hard,
I wondered if I'd ever get out! But I didn't care. The fireworks were going
off all over my body, as I realized that Kristi and I were finally joined
completely! After what seemed like ages of trying, I was really fucking
my 10-
year-old daughter!
Having held off my orgasm, I now began to pump slowly, knowing that Kristi
would
finally be able to reach her own climax, with me inside all the way. It
didn't
take long for either of us. The anticipation had built us both to a fever
pitch, and we fucked hard. Her legs came up around my ass, pulling me tight
as
I breathlessly humped against her. My cock felt like it was tightly wrapped
in
hot velvet, deep in her sweet young cunt! Her climax hit suddenly, and she
shrieked as her already-tight pussy clamped down on me in a vise-grip. That
was
all I could take, and my hips arched forward, slamming me deep into her,
as my
cum began to shoot up into her shuddering, 10-year-old body.
We bucked together like that for what seemed like forever, lost in our bliss.
I
realized then that I had never felt such a deep and powerful love for anyone,
not even my wife. And I knew that Kristi's love for me was the purest love
I
could ever be blessed with. Our union had to be the closest thing to heaven
a
man could experience on earth! This was my innocent, pre-teen daughter I
had my
cock buried in, and without a doubt, it was the most totally-fulfilling sexual
experience I'd ever had! Nothing in my life had ever come close.
When we were finally done, and about to drop off into an exhausted but contented
sleep, Kristi sat up and said, "Daddy, I just thought of something. Are
we
going to make a baby, fooling around like this?"
"No, sweetheart," I answered. "You were the only baby I wanted, so I made
sure
afterward that I couldn't make any more. I can't get you pregnant."
"Good!" she said, her mind at ease now. I kissed her on the nose, before
rolling over and drifting off to sleep.
From that day on, Kristi and I have been fucking like badgers in heat. I
began
to put her on top of me, once I was able to penetrate her easier, and her
little
body would shudder and quiver for hours, as she drifted from orgasm to orgasm.
(I found I could hold off longer, in that position.) Sometimes, I would
roll
over on top of her, but I would have to keep my weight on my hands. It was
always a thrill to look down and see my little 10-year-old sex-kitten shuddering
in the throes of a climax, and I always came the hardest at those moments.
Oral sex continued to be a thrill for both of us, and we often did it before
and
after fucking. Kristi wanted to be a "big girl" and let me cum in her mouth,
so
I let her try. The first time, she gagged, unable to handle it all, but
after
that, she got better at swallowing it. I tell you, there is no greater thrill
than seeing your 10-year-old daughter take you into her mouth and suck you
to a
climax! We began to do it in "69" position, cumming in each other's mouths
at
the same time, the sweet aroma of her pussy overpowering in my nostrils as
she
sucked me dry.
Anal sex interested us, but Kristi was just too small for it. We succeeded
in
getting me inside once, after many, many tries, and I came explosively, deep
in
her little ass. But it was too painful for her, so we stopped that, for
the
time being. The last thing in the world I want to do is hurt my little
princess. Much better to be deep inside the fire of her heavenly cunt, where
we
could both find ecstasy.
Kristi and I had a long talk about what would happen if anybody found out
about
us. She knows that we'd be taken from each other, and neither of us wants
that.
So our amazing sex life is our own big secret, which kind of adds to the
fun. I
know I can count on her to keep it between us, because she enjoys it every
bit
as much as I do!
Kristi is 12 years old, now, a fiery-haired beauty, and just beginning to
grow
some small breasts. The sex has only gotten better and hotter between us
with
time. Sometimes she'll surprise me by stretching out naked on the bed, just
before I get home, calling to me that she has an "itch that needs to be
scratched", and I'll tear off my clothes and plunge into her sweet, still-
hairless body, both of us pumping furiously. As my cum boils up and fills
her
sweet, luscious cunt, I sometimes have to pinch myself mentally to remind
me
that this is my young, adorable daughter I'm fucking...
No man has been as blessed as me, I'm sure. To be loved, body and soul,
by your
own beautiful, young daughter, has to be the most fulfilling experience a
man
can have. If I died tomorrow, it would have been enough just to know my
daughter's perfect love!
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