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From louvre@dido.fa.indiana.edu Sat Oct 07 20:35:09 1995
To: jacksmak@ix.netcom.com
Subject: Re: rq (auto response)
From: The Louvre <louvre@dido.fa.indiana.edu>
Date: Sat, 7 Oct 1995 20:35:09 -0500

an56317@anon.penet.fi (Street Walker)


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Daddies Little Girl I,	by Street Walker
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Stephanie was positively *glowing*.  It was her 16th birthday, 
and her father had thrown her a wonderful party.  He had always 
given his little girl whatever she wanted, and her birthdays were
always extra special.  She felt like a little Princess.

Stephanie's girlfriends had already left, and she was alone
now with him.  Her mother had died over a year before, so now
it was just the two of them.  Stephanie inherited her good looks 
from her mother.  Although she was only in High School, she had 
really filled out over the last year.  She had long blonde hair, 
bright green eyes, and a 38DD-22-35 figure.  

Her breasts matured at a very early age.  At first, she found it 
quite embarrassing, and carried her school books in front of her
chest.  The boys were always teasing her, and the girls assumed
she was a tramp.  Only her closest friends knew she was a virgin.

Stephanie's father, John, was sitting up on his bed.  He had his
daughter's pictures from the family album spread out.  He was 
lucky, because Stephanie loved to visit the beach.  Of course, that
meant he had a nice photo collection of his little girl in bikinis.
He was staring at a particular photo; he was obsessed.  Stephanie
had a string bikini top that barely covered her nipples, and didn't
cover *anything* else.  It was a medium-shot of her beautiful face, 
and the breasts of his dreams were exquisitely framed.

John leaned over to the night stand, and grabbed his "family-sized"
jar of Vaseline.  He carefully opened it, and scooped up a dollop
of his preferred lube.  He smoothed it all over his rock-hard cock.
He picked up his favorite picture, and started pumping his fist up
and down his thick tool.  All he could think about was french-fucking
little Stephanie's big tits.  He imagined his dick in between her
magnificent melons, and picked up his rhythm.  "Oh, Daddy, please
let me suck your lollypop!," he heard her say in his mind, as he
imagined his prick engulfed by her breasts.  He pictured her licking
the tip as it reached her face.

Steph was feeling exhausted from her busy day, and began to ascend
the stairs, up to her bedroom.  On the way up, she wondered where
her father was.  She started down the hall, thinking about the 
warm comfort of her big brass bed.  She noticed that the door to
her father's bedroom was slightly ajar, and she heard a funny noise.

John's imagination was running wild.  "Oh, Daddy, your cock is *so*
big!"  He jerked on his cock like there was no tomorrow.  "Oh, Daddy,
I *need* your cum!  *Please, Daddy, give me your hot, sticky load!
I want you to cum all over my pretty face!," he imagined Stephanie 
saying.  His eyes were closed tight, yet he could see his nasty
little girl begging for his load of ball juice.  She was pulling on
her dark, rubbery nipples, while sqeezing his thick prick between her
warm breasts.  He could feel the cross around her neck scratching 
his sperm-filled nuts, and it reminded him of her innocence.
He was looking directly into her deep green eyes, and his penis 
began to twitch, as his balls started to explode.

He heard something in the background, and opened his eyes.  Shit!,
he thought, she's coming upstairs!  He realized that he forgot to
lock the bedroom door, and leapt up.  Running towards the door with
his cock in his hand, he tried to reach it before his daughter...

As she approached her father's bedroom, to say goodnight, Stephanie 
accidentally tripped on a loose piece of carpet in the hallway.
"Shit!," she exclaimed, as she banged her head, and fell through
the doorway of her father's bedroom.  She had fallen flat on her
face, and was now on all fours, trying to orient herself.

John was in shock.  Daddy's little girl was at his feet, in his
bedroom, on all fours, in front of him!  He stood for a moment, not
knowing what to do.  He immediately removed his hand from his dick,
but he was still naked, in front of his daughter.  Before he could 
come up with a plan, his dick started doing the talking.  Just as 
Stephanie looked up, John's cock started to squirt.  Strand after
strand of thick, white cum blasted all over her face.  She felt it
landing in her hair, and completely drenching her face.  She felt 
totally disgusting and humiliated, yet strangely aroused.  Her fathers
scum was dripping down her chin, and into her deep cleavage.  She wiped
the gooey sperm from her eyes, and looked up to see her smiling father, 
who had resumed jerking his enourmous cock.

End of Chapter I


