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Coming to the bottom of the stairs I listened and heard her sobbing. Climbing
the stairs I entered her room to find her lying on the bed, her eyes red from
crying. Taking her in my arms and cuddling her to my chest, I asked, "What is
it, love?"

She told me it had been Mother's Day at school and she was the only one without
one that day. Her mother had been involved in a car crash a month ago and never
regained consciousness. She moved closer to me feeling safe. I didn't know she
liked the smell of my after shave.

Laying down next to my daughter, I took her in my arms again. She snuggled up to
me, her crying subsiding. We talked for ten minutes about school. Then she laid
her head on my chest and fell asleep. Looking at my daughter, I realized she was
turning in to a woman. She had developed a lovely pair of breasts that were
rising and falling as she slept. I could feel them pressed into my side. They
were very firm. Her leg had been placed across mine and I could see her thigh.
It was long and tapered. She was 13 and promised to turn into a carbon copy of
my wife very soon. Reluctantly I moved her from me as I had to go to the
bathroom. Looking back in on my way downstairs I noticed her skirt was tangled
around her waist. She was tossing and turning. It gave me a glimpse of her
panties, pink cotton with small flowers dotted over them. I saw the cleft of her
sex as her legs were parted with a few stray hairs trapped under the band of her
knickers. "My god, she looked so sexy!" Her panties were pulled tight and I
could clearly see the bulge of her pubic hair and a dark shadow where it stopped
short from the waistband. I felt my prick rise in my shorts.

"Christ!" I said to myself "This is my own daughter!"

Feeling guilty I left the room and went to prepare tea.

Tina came down some time later wearing just an extra-large baggy T shirt. She
had showered after her nap and was feeling better. Crossing to me, she gave me a
long full kiss on the lips.

"You're the best Dad in the world," she said and hugged me. She sat opposite me,
eating. I noticed she had no bra on. Her nipples were hard and pink and showing
through the flimsy material. I thought, "Damn! I'm thinking of her again in the
wrong way." I had always had a very full sexual relationship with my wife,
making love with her at least once every day. I missed it now.

I went to the patio and sat down. "Christ! It's so muggy," I thought, sweat
forming on my back.

"We're in for a storm tonight," I called out to Tina. I could see the dark
clouds forming in the distance. "I'm off for a bath," I added and went into the
living room. Tina was sitting on the floor watching TV, her legs bent and was
resting her chin on her knees. "My god!" I screamed to myself. I could see her
pussy. My little 13-year-old daughter had nothing on underneath her shirt!

I almost ran from the room as my prick grew into full erection. Going into the
bathroom, I turned the taps on to drown the lewd thoughts that were entering my
head. It was no good. I was going to have to relieve myself. Taking my clothes
off, I looked into the full size mirror. My rampant prick stood out straight.
All 8 inches of it. Taking it in my hand I started to slowly rub it. Pictures of
my sexy daughter took over my mind. As the picture of her full pussy flashed in
my memory, I imagined myself running my fingers through the bushy jungle of her
sex. I could wait no longer. I came, spurt after spurt of my sperm shot onto the
mirror, leaving a trail as it slid down the polished surface.

I was a 43-year-old father thinking of sex with his little daughter. I felt
ashamed. I was so confused. After cleaning up my mess, I got into the bath and
tried to take my mind off her by thinking what was on the agenda tomorrow.

When got out of the bath, I put my robe on and went to bed. I was awakened by a
clap of thunder almost an hour later. Getting up, I shut my window. The air
seemed cooler now.

Looking in my daughter's room I noticed her window was open. Crossing the room
in the darkness, I closed it. On my way out a flash of lightning lit the room.
For a brief second I saw my daughter. She was sprawled across the bed totally
nude!

I went out into the hall and put the landing light on. Going into her room again
and leaving her bedroom door partly closed, I approached her bed. Kneeling down,
I could see in the available light the outline of my darling daughter. Moving
closer made me see every detail. Her proud breasts stood erect, her legs thrown
open exposing her hairy pussy for my inspection. I was in turmoil. Should I
touch her and let her know what I was thinking?

NO! I got up and walked to the door, closing it gently so as not to wake her.

I lay in bed disgusted with myself. But the thoughts stayed with me and my prick
started to respond. I tried to ignore it but to no avail. Soon I was jerking off
again with my lovely naked daughter dancing prominently on my mind.

Some minutes later I lay spent and was dozing off when a huge clap of thunder
rattled the house. I heard a scream. It was Tina. She came running into my room.

"Dad, Dad, wake up!" she shook me awake. She had put on her robe, a short one
that just barely covered her bum. "My window's smashed," she said.

I went to inspect the damage. A branch had snapped in the high winds and fell
through her window. The rain had soaked her room, the wind forcing it into every
corner. The bed was soaked. Another clap of thunder vibrated the window frames.
Tina flung herself at me. "Can I sleep in your room tonight, Dad? This scares
me."

What else can I do? I could not expect her to sleep in her rain soaked room. And
I could see that the storm was scaring her.

"OK. Come on," I said.

Putting a hand on her shoulder I led her to my bedroom. She went over to her
mom's side of the bed and got in. She had been in this bed lots of times as a
child. When she had covered herself with my blanket she took of her robe and put
it on the bottom of the bed. MY GOD! my eyes grew wide. SHE'S GOING TO SLEEP
NAKED! Sliding down the bed, she pulled the sheet up to her chin and waited for
me to get into bed.

My heart was pounding. Could I last the night without touching this lovely naked
young goddess lying beside me? She turned to look at me and said, "I really love
you, Dad. Thank you." She kissed me, turned over and made herself into a ball
then fell asleep.

An hour passed and the storm had died. The only noise I could heard was Tina's
breathing, soft and regular, and my wildly pounding heart. I sat up and leaned
on my arm to look at her again. She had turned to lie on her back which caused
the blanket to drop down, thus exposing her breasts. I kissed her forehead,
fighting with myself from touching her fist-sized beasts. She murmured something
and smiled in her sleep. I had to kiss her properly, just once, I kidded myself.
Leaning over, my lips brushed hers gently. Then a bit harder. Her sleeping body
stirred but did not wake. My tongue was in her mouth which had opened as I
kissed her the first time. I noticed her small nipples growing. Her breasts were
rising a bit faster now. She started to kiss me back, though still asleep. I
felt much bolder by now. I reached my hand out and slid them over her gorgeous
breasts. Oh, how firm they felt! I massaged them, pulling the nipples gently.
She turned to me and draped a leg over mine. Sliding it up and down, it made
contact with my rampant hard on. I shuddered, lowering my hand to the sweet
valley between her thighs. Her hair was matted with the sex juices that flowed
from her tight little pussy. My finger found her slit and gently rubbed my
finger into the narrow cleft.

I could not believe she was still asleep. I placed her hand on my prick, molding
her hand around it. She was moving it up and down, jerking me off. I could feel
her breasts on my chest, moving against the hairs had made them hard. I kissed
her more passionately and, at first, she responded, but then she woke up with a
start.

"DADDY, WHAT ARE YOU DOING!" she cried out, moving to the edge of the bed and
reaching for her robe, shocked at what her 43-year-old father was doing to her.

"I'm so sorry, darling," I tried to think of something to say. "I miss your mom,
too. We used to have sex so regularly, and with your body nude against mine I
was so turned on and imagined you were her. Can you forgive me?"

"Daddy I know you and mom had sex every night -- I've heard you making love. But
I'm your daughter, not your wife and it's not right."

She turned her back to me and went into a troubled sleep.

In the morning she was up and showered and had prepared her breakfast before I
got up. I took a shower.

"I'm off to school now! Bye!" she called out and was gone. I did not have a
chance to explain my feelings to her.

I spent the day cleaning her room, repairing the broken window and washing all
of her clothes that got wet from the rain. When she got home, she kept in her
room saying she had a exam on Monday and wanted to study the whole weekend.

Tina went to bed early and, I didn't know, was lying there thinking of what I,
her father, had done to her. All she could remember was waking up with me
touching her breasts and kissing her with her hand on my hard manhood. She
remembered the flush she had felt in her body. It was the same feeling she got
when her boyfriend tried to play with her tits and, after a brief struggle, he
did. She fell into a deep sleep.

I went to bed dejected. I knew I had hurt my beautiful daughter, the only thing
I had left that I truly loved.

The next day was the same. She stayed in her room and went to bed early. I was
in turmoil. What was I going to do? I felt the tears come to my eyes. I could
not stop it. I lay there on my bed crying like a baby.

I did not realize Tina heard my crying and had crept out of bed to investigate.
Hearing it come from my bedroom, she entered and saw me huddled on my bed, my
body racked with sobbing, She went to me and took me in her arms, just as I had
done to her a few days ago.

"What is it, Dad?" she asked, concerned.

"I'm so sorry, baby. I didn't mean to hurt you," I sobbed and clung to my
13-year-old daughter.

She understood now. It was the touching thing.

"Stop crying, Daddy," she said. "I ignored you because of what you did, but I
still love you more than anything in the world." With that she took my head in
her hands and planted a big kiss full on my lips. I took her in my arms and held
her.

"I love you, too, darling," I said.

Tina went back to her room and got into bed, sorry that she had hurt her dad so
much. After all, she thought, what did he do that was so wrong. He showed me he
loved me. He kissed me like I kiss him (Tina liked to kiss her dad). He touched
my breasts. So did my boyfriend. Besides, I loved the way he played with them.
He placed my hand on his prick. My boyfriend is trying to do that all the time.

Little Tina thought about the feelings she got when she realized she had her
dads big prick in her hand. It felt huge! And she loved her dad so much it
hurts. She lay there thinking for a while trying to get her thoughts in order.

I lay down and tried to sleep. My daughter still loves me. This thought echoed
around my 43-year-old mind as I drifted off to sleep.

I felt someone touch me. I woke up with a jerk. It was Tina. She had gotten into
my bed

"Daddy," she said "I love you." Leaning over, she kissed me full on the lips,
pressing herself against me.

MY GOD! SHE'S IN THE NUDE AGAIN! I realized as I returned her kiss.

"Tina," I said. "This is not right. You said it yourself."

"It is right, Daddy," she replied. "I was wrong. I know you love me. I love you,
too, and I wanted you to feel that." She took my hand and placed it on her
breast. "Please be gentle, Daddy. I want you to make me as happy as Mommy was."

I buried my face in her breasts, kissing the nipples and feeling them grow as
she laid back and let me instruct her in the gentle art of love. She ran her
fingers across my chest, teasing my nipples to make them hard. Lowering her hand
further she felt my shorts. "Please take them off, darling daddy," she whispered
into my ears. Just like my wife used to. With my shorts off she placed her hand
over my prick which was so hard I thought it would snap. Her fingers curled
around the girth and she gently rubbed it up and down.

My god, I thought. It was so beautiful, her soft, tiny hand doing the most
pleasing strokes to me. In all my 43 years I have never felt such pleasure from
a hand, even from my wife's. I placed my hand on her belly and rubbed it gently.
She murmured "Oooh, yes. That feels so good, my darling."

Moving down, I felt the softness of her sparse pubic hair. Her legs opened up to
my hand. Her pussy lips were swollen and I felt a dewy moistness on them. "Rub
it, Daddy, please. It's hurting me," she whispered, nibbling at my ears. I
placed a finger into the golden slit and felt it open up for me.

Christ, I said, she likes me doing this to her.

I probed into her gently. She gasped as I entered. She was so wet, the juices
made it so easy for my finger to slide in. Gently thrusting, I felt her pussy
cling to my finger. It was so tight

"Oooh, yes! Darling, my darling Daddy, finger me!" she gasped. I went faster but
not harder. The last thing I wanted to do was to hurt my precious Tina. "I'm
coming, Daddy! Your little girl is coming for the first time!" she yelped, her
hips trying to push my finger deeper inside her. I felt her spasm and she locked
her body stiff as she came, her juices flowing over my hand, making a pool on
the sheet. Her face had taken a blushing red color as she came down from her
first orgasm. Turning to me, she smothered me with kisses, crying with disbelief
that her body could be taken to such heights.

"I love you, my darling," I cooed. She clung to me, realizing that she felt
happy making love to her 43-year-old dad. We lay there holding each other. I was
happy just holding her without the sex, but she felt she was neglecting me.

She placed her hand on my prick feeling it grow again.

"Oh, Daddy darling," she crooned, "it's so hard and big. How did you ever get
that thing inside Mommy?"

I smiled and said, "Your mom had a very special way to make sure it fitted."

"Show me, Daddy," she said.

"Later darling. There's all night." I pulled her down on the bed again, running
my hands over her sexy body. I realized she was still on a high. She welcomed my
probing fingers and, soon, sliding tongue. She turned on her belly and asked me
to rub her back. I sat astride her, my prick lying on her back as I gave her a
gentle massage. Moving down her body, I rubbed the small plump globes of her
ass, pulling them slightly apart and seeing her flinch as I rubbed her cheeks
softly. I moved onto her legs. Then, reaching up to her neck, I pulled my hands
down the full length of her body. She arched her back with pleasure. As she
arched, my prick slipped into the crevice of her ass. She gasped as the solid
rod of flesh grazed the rosebud of her ass. "Oooh! That feels so good," she
said.

I replied, "You mean this?" Taking my prick into my hand I rubbed the tip of it
against her ass, the pre-cum that was on the tip helped it to slide up and down
with ease.

"That is fantastic" she squealed.

I pulled on her hip, putting her in a kneeling position with her legs apart. I
pushed my finger into her wet pussy, getting some of the juices. I then placed
my finger against her asshole. She went wild as the slippery finger danced
around her twitching hole. I slowly placed my finger in the center and pushed
gently. I could see her pussy lips quivering as my finger slowly disappeared
into her ass. She suddenly jerked up saying, "I'm hot, Daddy! You're making me
so hot."

I lowered my head and kissed her pouting pussy lips. She shook. Pulling my
finger out of her ass, she turned over, spreading her legs as wide as possible
and said, "Kiss me again, Darling."

Each time she called me "darling" I felt so proud. Here I was, at 43, making
love to my 13-year-old daughter, and best of all she wanted me to. Pulling her
hips to the end of the bed I lowered my head to her quivering pussy. She knew
what was coming. The last kiss I placed on her pussy lips had almost made her
come again. Licking with just the tip of my tongue, I traced the outline of her
lips. Pulling the lips apart I saw the moist pink inner skin glistening with her
pubescent girlish cum. I scraped my tongue the full length, greedily feasting on
this sweet moisture coming from the depths of my sweet daughter. She started to
come again. Gripping my head with her thighs, she shook as I lapped up as fast
as I could. When she let me go, I raised up and felt the juices run down my
face. She scrambled over to me and started licking her own cum from my face. My
fingers were busy again. I buried my middle finger into my little girl as far as
I could, wanting to touch the very center of my sexy young lover. I felt the
hymen against my finger.

She flinched. "What's wrong, Daddy?"

"You're still a virgin, darling," I said. "You should keep it for your h
usband."

"I don't want to save it for my husband. It can only be broken once and I want
you to be the only one to break it."

I pulled her to me and told her I was happy.

"Daddy, you have made me come so many times, but you have not come even once. Am
I doing something wrong?"

I laughed and said her happiness was more important to me.

"Tell me Mommy's secret. How did she made you fit inside her," she begged,
grasping my thick hard prick to her belly. I hesitated. Oral sex for someone her
age seemed wrong.

"Oh, come on, darling," she crooned, tracing her fingernails along the length of
my prick and taking my sperm filled balls into her hands and softly playing with
them.

I told her. She was amazed that her mom could take such a big thing into her
mouth.

"Like this?" she asked, lowering her mouth to the tip of my erection. She licked
the pre cum that was oozing out of the slit at the top. I felt the heat of her
sexy mouth as she engulf the top of my prick. She flicked the tip with her
tongue. If she only knew what she was doing to me, I thought while feeling the
jism in my balls start the journey of no return. She gagged as she tried to
place all of it into her mouth. She had stretched her mouth to its limit and
could only take half of it in.

"I'm going to come, darling," I tried to warn her. Too late. A solid slug of
sperm hit the back of her throat. She gagged again but swallowed it. Enjoying
the taste, she gulped it all down as fast as she could. But not fast enough.
Some escaped and trickled down her chin. She scooped it up with her hand,
however, and returned it back into her mouth.

I finished coming. But I was still rock hard. It was a miracle! As I got older
it normally took a few minutes to encourage it to get hard. But with my little
Tina it stood up in all of its glory in just a few seconds as she licked my
balls clean.

"No wonder Mommy liked doing it," she said. "Your sperm tastes great!"

I kissed her lips tasting my own salty sperm around her lips.

We lay together on the bed with her still playing with my prick. Turning to me,
she said in a soft pleading voice, "Please make me a woman now, Daddy."

I looked into her deep brown eyes and saw she meant it when she said she wanted
me to be the first. Taking her in my arms, I kissed her deeply. Moving on top of
her, I took my prick and rubbed it along her virgin cave. My tip eased its way
into her pouting lips. She opened her legs, saying "I'm so happy, Daddy. Fuck
me, please. Knock me up. I don't care. I want to take Mommy's place."

I was overcome with love and lust for my little girl. I slid my prick into her
moist pussy, hesitating for a second, then resumed. She gasped as her virgin
pussy stretched to accommodate my huge prick. "Ooooh, Daddy! It feels so nice."
She started to move with me. Slowly she got used to my size. The walls of her
vagina were dripping with her juices which made it a bit easier. Soon, I was at
her maidenhead and I pushed my prick onto it, testing its strength. I feel it
give a little.

"Yes, Daddy! Please, Daddy! Do it now!" the urgency in her voice displaying her
lust-filled state, just wanting her old dad to fuck her, to make her a woman. I
pushed a bit harder and her hymen gave. She screamed into my shoulder. I
stopped. I had hurt her.

"More, Daddy!" she screamed, unable to contain her passion. "Fuck me hard!" She
didn't care if our neighbor heard her. Nor did I.

I carried on, thrusting gently. She pulled my shoulder and turned me over.
Sitting on me, she was now in control. She mashed her pussy hard onto my cock.
Feeling the tip banging against the mouth of her cervix, she shuddered with lust
and banged the full length of my prick deep inside her some more. That sent tip
of my long erection into her cervix. It held my manhood in a vice like grip,
locking me to her. She sat still, her breath gone from the pain of our
fastening. Moving slowly, her pain subsided and she carried on rocking. I could
feel the sperm in my balls rising.

She felt the twitching of my manhood. She rocked harder, crying out "Come in me,
Daddy! Fill me with all of your lovely spunk."

That drove me over the edge, and when I climaxed, my sperm went directly into
her womb, filling my precious little 13-year-old with my baby-making sperm. We
didn't think, nor care, about the consequences. This was what we both wanted.
She sucked every last drop of my spunk with her gripping vagina as she came with
me.

I took minutes for our first mutual bliss to subside. Then, reluctantly pulling
me out, she lied on the bed, beside me. Being young, her cervix clamped shut,
preventing my sperm from escaping from her rich womb. She rubbed her tummy
softly. I joined her. We smiled and kissed passionately, happy with the chance
that we might soon have a baby of our own.

We never sleep alone now. She moved into my bedroom with me, transferred all her
clothes and stuff from her closet to mine. She also broke up with her boyfriend,
wanting to be mine exclusively. It is a well-guarded secret. Her room is always
disturbed as if she had just got out of bed in case some of her friends dropped
by. We don't make love all the time. Sometimes we are quite content to just lay
down together, holding each other, and talking of our future. She wants to have
my baby, unconcerned with the complications her youth or our incest (we don't
really believe in what science say about children born from incest) might cause
and when she missed her period a couple of days later (she has a regular cycle),
she became drunk with expectation. I bought a home pregnancy test kit for her
and to our great joy she was indeed very pregnant. We hit the jackpot on our
first try. Now, my little 13-year-old spends most of her time reading up on
pregnancy and motherhood. She desires to be as good, better, a mother as her
Mommy was. I was proud. I, too, read up on pregnancy, fatherhood, and delivering
babies.

I bought a ring today which I will give to her tonight. School is almost over
and as soon as it ends this year we are going to move to the empty farm, far
from this town, my parents left for me when they died. No one knows us there and
people live far apart. There, we're going to live as husband and wife, and, when
our child is born, a family. I don't know what my life would have been without
the love of my little Tina, but now my life is complete.