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Ok, this is the story that I need to post to get it out there for the world
to see.
The usual disclaimer. This is a autobiographical story that has the names
and places changed to protect me. It has to do with father/daughter incest,
and as such might not be suitable for all readers. If you are not old
enough to read this material in your area, go away. If this material is
forbidden or illegal in you area, go away.
If you are an openminded adult that enjoys this sort of material, enjoy!
Please do not steal it. It is my story, and my life. You may archive it,
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Thanks! Dawn Diamond dawn@anime-net.us
IT ITCHES!
This happened a few years ago, when my daughter and two sons and wife and I
were still a family. Patricia was 12, and budding nicely, Christopher was
8, and just starting to get fun, what with Pop Warner and soccer. David was
five and still "mommies boy". The wife had gone to fat after my youngest
son was born, and I had no attraction to her any more. She refused to
either get on a diet or get off the couch. Basically a slug.
I was doing rather well as the engineer at a high-rise apartment, and at 26
was looking forward to a career in apartment or property management. Having
done a hitch in the Navy, I was still in good shape, and had some veterans'
benefits to spend on schooling to meet this goal.
All my plans went south the day I heard Patty tell her mom that her ass
itched. Really. Out of the blue one day, while I was kicked back in the
recliner with the paper and Slug was making some feed for herself in the
kitchen, I hear Patty say:
"My ass itches."
"Then go wash it." Was the Slugs reply.
About ten minutes later Patty walks back into the living room to watch some
TV. She is sitting on the floor and I notice that she is sort of squirming
every so often. I wonder about that "itch". Could it be that my daughter
is "growing up"? She has a nice pair of tits that poke pertly out of the
nighty she is wearing. About peach size, I notice. After thinking about it
for a few minutes, I had to guess that she was growing some hair in her
crotch. This caused an instant erection as I realized that the itch must be
hair growing on her ass too. I started fantasizing about how to get a look
at it. I had not seen her naked for many years, since she was about five.
The Slug was understandably body shy, and had passed that on the kids. So I
was thinking this would be a challenge.
The next day, after I got home from work, Patty was doing her homework at
the dining room table. Every once in a while she would fidget in the chair.
My attention was drawn to that! I had to wonder if she had an ingrown or
"wild" hair down there somewhere. All I needed was an opening to get things
going. I had no idea where they were going to go, but I needed to get
things started. So I asked her if she needed help with her homework.
"No" she replied, "the homework is ok, it's just that I itch, and it won't
go away."
"So scratch it" was my helpful answer.
She leaned over in the chair and gave her bottom a good scratching thru her
jeans, but I could tell it was not getting any better. She gave me a
doleful look and shook her head, telling me that it did not help. I
shrugged and started making dinner, as the Slug was off to her sister's
house for who knows how long. Homework got finished and the kids wandered
off doing kid stuff as the dinner was cooking. I called them in to get
washed for dinner, and we had a nice meal. Patty helped with the dishes,
and I really enjoyed her nubile young body so close to me as we did the
domestic thing. Soon it was bedtime for the boys and she helped me with
that too. Because she is older, she gets to stay up longer then they do, so
we watched TV together for awhile. Instead of using the recliner like I
usually do I flopped on the couch. She sat next to me. After awhile the
wriggling started again. I just knew what it was. That darned itch. I
told her she could change the channel if she wanted to watch something else,
but she just shook her head and said that she was still itching. I asked
her if she had spoken to her mother about it, but she just gave me a look
that spoke volumes about how well she communicated with her mom.
I had to laugh. Patty just smiled.
I said, "Hey, I know that your mom is not so good looking anymore, but she
IS a woman that could help with woman stuff."
"As far as she is willing to talk to me about it, you know more than she
does." Was the surprising reply I got.
"Oh" was my stellar response. "Do you want to talk to me about it?" I
continued.
"Yes, if you do."
I heard the door opening in my mind! Now, how to do this, was my thought.
"Yes, I do want to help you, but I need to ask a few awkward questions,
first, ok?"
To my dismay, she turned to me with a beaming smile and said "OK! Ask away!
I have been wanting to tell you about me for awhile, but have not been able
to start..."
I turned on the couch so I was facing her, and she did the same, curling
her legs up under her the way only a girl can. I did not know what question
to ask first. I needed a starting point, so I just blurted out:
"Have you started your period yet?"
"Not yet," she replied, "but soon, because I had some cramps last week, and
my friends that HAVE started tell me that is the first sign."
"Cool" was my reply, and I reached out to give her a hug. "So that means
you are growing some hair between your legs...?"
"Yep," she confirmed, leaning back, "it started out to be just a little
fine peach fuzz stuff, but now it is thick and darker and growing
everywhere."
"Ah!" I exclaimed. "That is why you itch. New hair growing in sometimes
gets started the wrong way. Ingrown. Like my beard sometimes."
The look on her face was awesome. Like a light bulb had gone off in her
head. Cartoonish. She had watched me fix ingrown hair in my beard lots of
times. She was back to wriggling on the couch. I just knew what was next,
but how to do it?
"Do you want me to see if you have any ingrown hairs?" I asked.
She just nodded.
"Ok then sweetie, just go take a shower and wash real well, and we will see
about your problem when you get out."
While she was washing, I was getting tweezers and razor and stuff ready in
the living room. Then I thought of the Slug. What if she came home in the
middle of me playing "doctor" with my nubile daughter? I knew she would
freak. All I could think to do was lock both doors, with both locks. The
Slug had lost her deadbolt key shortly after we moved into this house, so I
knew she would have to ring the bell. I figured that would be plenty of
warning and give me time to get things sorted out enough to not cause
trouble.
When Patty came out from the bathroom she was only wearing her silk robe.
She has had it for a few years, so it just came to her knees. She had it
wrapped real tight around her, so I figured she was nervous. Heh. So was
I. To get things going, I patted the couch next to me for her to sit.
After she did, I started explaining that I would have to look at her very
closely to be able to see the hairs. She nodded. I also mentioned that in
today's society, it was "wrong" for daddies to look at their daughter's
naked bodies. She nodded again.
"So how do you feel about that?" I asked.
"I want the itch to go away, and I know that you know how to do that, and I
want you to, so nobody has to know that you did it. Ok?" she pleaded.
"Yeah, that's ok, but I know that school has been teaching about
"inappropriate touching" and that you are supposed to report it when it
happens. Especially at home."
She giggled, "Daddy I know the difference between good and bad touching. I
also know that you will go to jail if I say anything. So I won't. Just
make me feel better, ok?"
Ummmmmmm ok! Duh. Now what???
After that giggle, I knew she was feeling less nervous, so I suggested that
she bend over in front of me and lift the back of her robe. She did. What
a sight. I pity the man that has not seen the view that I had at that
moment. A perfect, flawless smooth ass, heart shaped, with a cute little
muffin at the bottom. Instantly as hard as I have ever been.
"OH! Nice ass!"
Giggles from her in response. A good sign!
I can see two trails of light brown hair covering her outer lips that
converge to rise up to just under her smooth pink rosebud.
"Ok baby, back up just a little bit and spread you legs so I see what is
going on here."
She giggled a little more and looked over she shoulder at me as she backed
up until her legs touched my knees. Then she spread her legs wider than my
knees and backed up some more. Her pussy was six inches from my nose. The
scent of soap and fantasy made the precum gush into my jockeys.
"Close enough?" she whispered.
"I'll let ya know." I whispered back as I reached out to gently caress her
right ass cheek. She flinched away a little at the touch, then pushed back
into my hand. I raised my other hand and started rubbing the other cheek,
working my way to the center. When both thumbs got to her crack, I gently
spread them some more. She was still watching me over her shoulder. I
winked at her. She smiled. I leaned closer to carefully inspect the hair
there. Sure enough there were three hairs growing out of the same root. It
was pink around the root, and I could tell that was part of the problem. I
reached over and got the tweezers.
"This is gonna hurt, baby." I said.
"Silly daddy, I have been doing my eyebrows for months now, I know what it
feels like to have hair tweezed."
"Yeah, but not from here."
"Ugh. Yeah. Ok."
She looked forward then and sort of clenched her ass.
"Relax, you just hid what I have to get!" I whispered, gently rubbing on
her cheeks again.
"Ok Ok, how is that?" As she relaxed again.
"Beautiful!" I gasped.
Once again I was rewarded with a giggle.
Very carefully I lined up the tweezers with one of the hairs, got a good
grip on it, and gently tugged it out. She sort of squeaked and ended up on
the other side of the room. She was glairing at me and looked really angry.
I just held up the tweezers as my only excuse. Her robe had come completely
undone on her flight across the room and she seemed to be unaware of the
show she was putting on as she walked toward the tweezers, squinting at the
tips to see if anything was there. I could see her cone shaped tits that
had nice nipples, exactly centered. Her waist was already defined, gently
sweeping to her hips. Legs that had a very nice shape from her crotch to
her ankles. And soooooo long. She was stunning! From a few inches away,
she confirmed that indeed there was a hair, root and all. Her expression
changed as she focused on my crotch and saw my rock hard cock running down
my right leg, and the wet spot on my sweat pants at the end of it. I did
not notice where she was looking until I saw her eyes get a little bigger
and her jaw go slack. My cock throbbed at the attention. Not knowing how
to handle this, I cleared my throat and announced that there were a few more
hairs to get.
She looked right into my eyes and said, "I trust you not to hurt me daddy.
It was just a surprise, that's all. Be gentle with me, ok?"
My throat was locked tight. All I could do was nod and twirl my finger
indicating that she should turn around and bend over again. She did, not
bothering to close her robe. She just left it open and flipped the back of
it over her back. Now she was looking at me from between her tits and legs.
Straight back. Her legs were spread wider than before, with her hands on
her bent knees. I have never seen a sexier sight. My sweats got a little
wetter, and I think she noticed, as she sort of licked her lips. This time,
she pushed her ass right into my face. I gently swatted her left cheek, and
she giggled and moved away a little. I had to wonder if she knew what she
was doing to me. I had no idea if she had indulged in any sex play with her
friends, but I did know that she talked to them about periods, so guessed
that they did the girl talk about sex.
I held up the tweezers, and she nodded. I lined them up on another of the
offending hairs and got a good grip on it. This time when I tugged it out,
she just flinched and whimpered. For some reason that sound turned me on
even more. I caressed her ass cheeks some more and spread them again,
turning it this way and that, looking for more wild hairs. I saw none from
this angle. Running my hands up to her waist, I tilted her hips up to get a
better look at her pussy lips. Yep. Right there, on the left side, just
before the lines of hair joined was another problem spot. I told her so.
She just dropped her belly and lifted her hips to give me better access. I
could now see her entire pussy. The outer lips were perfect. Exactly
alike, lying next to each other, hiding her treasure. I could not resist.
Very gently I stroked the top of her leg, next to the left lip. She
squeaked and spread even farther. I then stroked the lip itself, right
where the bad hairs were. She moaned and said that is where it itched the
worst.
"Ok baby," I said, "this is a very sensitive spot, and I don't want to hurt
you."
"Daddy, it already hurts. Please make it feel better!" She demanded.
"Ok, but remember that this could be a problem if anyone finds out I was
doing it. This is a job for a doctor or dermatologist or even
gynecologist..."
She let out that killer giggle again and said that I was gentler then the
gyno that her mom insisted she see last year. Last year? My baby has
already had a pelvic?? I was lost in thought about that, until she wiggled
her ass and looked at me from between her legs again.
"We'll get into that later," I growled. "Now where was I?"
Not really expecting an answer, I was amazed when my daughter stuck her
right middle finger into the slot of her pussy and ran it back until it
touched her asshole. She then pulled it back until her index finger rested
on the ingrown hairs. My cock lurched again. She tapped the spot and said:
"Right there."
"Oh. Ok then! Lets get to it!"
Her hand disappeared and I could now smell the sweet scent of her arousal.
Her outer lips were flushed and starting to swell and spread. I could not
see her inner lips, but could see the moisture starting to gather. I rubbed
some of the moisture into the bad spot of hairs. By this time, the whole
area was glowing turned on woman pink, so I could not tell by the irritation
around the spot exactly where it was.
"Oh. Damn baby, now I got it wet and lost where it was..."
She just let out a little snort and continued staring at me from between
her legs.
So I gathered up the juice that was starting to run out of her pussy and
rubbed it all over both lips. She moaned and leaned a little closer to me.
I was lost. I gently blew some air onto the spot, and she moaned again.
She was no longer looking at me, her head was just hanging limp. I got my
thumb wet in her juices and ran it up to caress her asshole. She sighed and
pushed it into my thumb. Not wanting to penetrate her, I moved away from
her ass. Picking up the tweezers, I ran them thru her juicy pussy slit. By
this time it was fully aroused and I could the see pinkness of her opening.
It was throbbing in time to her heartbeat. Blowing some more breath across
her pussy, I got a grip on one of the offending hairs. I don't think she
noticed. Gently I pulled it out. She gasped, and her whole pussy clenched
then relaxed, sending a fresh flow of juice down her thighs. I blew some
more air and she openly moaned and stuck her ass farther out. Her asshole
touched my nose, and she jerked a little, then thrust her ass in my face.
Of its own accord, my tongue shot out and grabbed some of that nectar. She
tasted sooooo good.
"Oh yes daddy, lick my pussy." She whimpered.
So I stuck my tongue out as far as it would go and licked from the front to
the back, stopping after I had a poke at her asshole. She moaned again.
Her right hand was still on her knee, but the left had gone to her nipple.
I could see that her entire chest area was flushed and that her right nipple
had tightened up into a hard pink rock. I realized that I had a little sex
machine on my hands, and the possibilities were endless.
Not forgetting the job at hand, I licked her "taint", you know, that area
between pussy and asshole... taint pussy, taint ass?
She squealed and her knees sort of buckled, but she did not fall down.
Yet. I got the tweezers lined up on another errant hair, and snatched it
out, just as I was poking my tongue into her pussy opening. She made that
squeak noise again and I leaned back, just as she started falling back. Her
ass landed on my chest, and she slid down into my lap. Her wet pussy landed
right on my hard cock. She moaned again and leaned into my chest. Here I
was with a lap full of horny girl-woman and I was on fire with lust. I
really was not thinking with my big head anymore, that rascal she was
sitting on took control. My hands reached up and cupped those wonderful
titties of hers. They were hot in my palms and the nipples poked out,
demanding attention. I rolled them around between my thumb and fingers,
gently stroking rather than pinching. I buried my face in her hair and
inhaled the warm sweetness of hot daughter. I guess THIS is what teen
spirit smells like. Sure hope so.
I kissed the top of her ear, and her legs flew open in my lap. I licked
the inside of her ear, and felt a hand stroking my cock through my sweats.
I kissed the side of her neck, and she grabbed a hand and buried it in her
snatch. Left hand pinching her nipple and right hand stroking her very
slippery clit, I was putting little kisses all around the back of her neck
when I felt her tighten up all over. Recognizing the preorgam signals, I
lowered my left shoulder so her head tilted back. I kissed her sweet lips.
Gently, just a touch. She lunged at me and latched on again. I brushed her
lips with my tongue, and she opened her mouth. She tastes soooo good. I
licked the inside of her top front teeth, and that seemed to do it for her.
She screamed into my mouth and started bucking on my hand. I stiffened the
fingers that were on her clit, so she was doing all the work, and squeezed
down on her nipple. She broke away from my mouth and gasped in a lungful of
air. Suspecting what was next, I released her nipple and covered her mouth.
Sure enough, she screeched out her release into my hand. Snorting through
her nose, wild eyed, she sprayed her orgasm all over my lap. This was too
much for me, and my juice joined hers in ecstasy, making a real mess of my
sweat pants. Her bucking slowed down a bit and the wildness left her eyes,
so I dropped my hands to around her ribs and hugged her as she rode her
orgasm to completion.
A few minutes later found us cuddling on the couch, her still sitting on my
lap, but facing me, her robe and my t-shirt removed and flung on the floor.
She was telling me that her mom started her period at ten, and that she was
concerned that her daughter was older than that and not started yet. That
is how Patty met the family pussy doctor, and got her first checkup. I knew
what happened at those exams, so figured that my daughter was no longer
technically a virgin. She confirmed that her friends did discuss sex, and I
discovered that she knew all about it, but other than a little
experimentation with her friends, she was actually inexperienced. This made
me feel better, and I determined to farther her education.
As Patty leaned forward to rest her head on my chest, she jerked her hips
and murmured,
"Ewwwwww, you are all wet and sticky down there!"
"Is mostly you, my sweet darling," I replied.
"Yeah," she sighed, "I do spray when I have a good cum, and that was
awesome..."
"Yep, it was good for me too. I just could not hold back. Did I scare
you?"
"No. God no. That was fantastic! Can we do it again? I love the feel of
your hands on me and in me. It feels lots better than when I do it myself.
And umm," she wiggled her hips again, "your cock sure feels nice, but when
we do it again, no sweats, huh?"
"WHEN we do it again?. You mean IF we do it again," I said, as I started
to stand up.
I thought she would slide off and stand up, but she wrapped her arms around
my neck and legs around my waist, and giggled:
"Jeeze! I just can't seem to get enough of you!"
I stood up all the way, with her wrapped around me and my hands under her
butt, and walked her to her room. Gently laying her on her bed, I kissed
her and told her to sleep quick, as she had to be at school tomorrow, and I
had to work.
With these incredible sexy, sleepy eyes she said:
"Good night daddy. I'll dream of you..."
End
Patty had a few more hairs that we had to "dispose" of. Let me know if this
was any good and if I should post the next part...