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[Story Name] Diplomatic incident 
[Author] OneSickPuppy 
[Type] More/other family 


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Chapter One - The Refugees

    Security Officer Thomas Zane often thought of the classic movie "Casablanca" when he saw the passengers disembarking at Lord Byron Airport.  They were like the refugees in that film, all wanting desperately to escape their pursuers and make a new life.  However, while the people in the old movie had been trying to get to America, a fair number of these passengers were from America.

    It had been that way for more than two decades.  Ever since the Republic of Jocasta had declared its independence and became the only nation on earth that permitted both incest and pedophilia.  The resulting international boycott led by the United States, had made travel to Jocasta difficult, especially for Americans.  Anyone wanting to visit Jocasta had to make their way to one of the few countries that had established diplomatic relations with her.  And any parent traveling to one of those countries in the company of their child was sure to detained.  But a few hundred persisted each year and now they were almost there.

    Officer Zane sat down and opened a dossier.  In some ways it was a typical case, a man and his daughter at the end of a very long and roundabout journey.  Zane noted that they had changed planes five times and had used the railroads twice in making sure that they weren't arrested.  "Jim Paulson," he called out.

    A tall man of about thirty-five came forward, holding the hand of small girl.  "That's me, Officer," he said.  The man was good looking and strongly built.  The girl was pixie cute, with long, straight hair, as black as her father's.

    "Have a seat, Mr. Paulson," Zane said.  "I presume that this lovely little lady is your daughter Jessica."  When Jim nodded Zane continued.  "And how old are you, Honey?"

    "Uh, why do you have to know that?" Jim asked.  "I thought.."

    "I know what you think, Mr. Paulson," Tom interrupted.  "You were led to  believe that Jocasta is a 'no-questions-asked' sexual playground.  Well I'm afraid that you were mis-informed.  We have a number of questions because despite what you've heard, there are rules here.

    "For a start, while we believe that children have a right to consent to sexual relations, we want to be damn sure that when a little girl takes a lover, it is because she wants it.  So, I'm going to be asking her whatever questions I think need answering.  And I want her to answer, so no coaching."

    He turned back to the little girl and repeated the question.  "Eight, going on nine," Jessica said.

    "That's a nice age," Tom said.  "Do you know why you and your daddy came here?"

    "Well," Jessica said, "Daddy said that if we came here we could get married and I could be a mommy."

    "And do you want to marry your Daddy?"

    Jessica blushed and shyly nodded.

    Turning back to Jim Officer Zane asked, "Is that your intent, Mr. Paulson.  Do you intend to marry Jessica?"

    "God, yes," Jim breathed.  "It's why we came here."

    Officer Zane nodded and said, "Did you bring a copy of her birth certificate?"

    "Yes," Jim said.  "Is it okay if I ask why I was told to bring one."

    "Of course, Mr. Paulson," Zane replied.  "Look, I'm sorry if came on a little harsh a minute ago.  It's just that with our way of life, we have to careful.  There are people who want to exploit us to abuse kids and we won't permit that.  I don't think that's the case with you, but I have to be sure.  But you should feel free to ask any question you want during this interview.

    "Now as to why we want the birth certificate, it's simple.  Age of consent for a girl to marry outside her family is 10.  Marriage within the family can be at any age as long as you can demonstrate that the child is aware of what she is entering into.  So, I need to see her birth certificate to prove that she is your daughter.  Otherwise, she is too young."

    He turned to Jessica again and asked, "Do you know what it means to be married?" 

    "Well, it means that Daddy and me will always stay together and we will sleep in the same bed, and one day I will have babies."

    Officer Zane glanced at Jim as whispered to him, "I have to get kind of graphic here.  Don't get too upset by what I ask her."  Then he turned back to Jessica and asked, "Do you know what it means for you to sleep with your Daddy, especially when you are married?"

    Jessica was clearly embarrassed by the question and she let her head drop.  "It means we will do sex."

    "Don't be embarrassed," Zane said.  "It's okay to do sex with your daddy if that is what you want to do.  Is it?"

    "I don't know," Jessica said.  "I love my daddy a whole, whole bunch, but I don't know what sex is."

    Zane looked at Jim with raised eyebrows.  Jim shrugged and said, "It didn't seem right to do her before we got here.  I don't want to have to sneak around and grab a quick fuck in secret.  That wouldn't be good for her."

    "Well, I think that is a point in your favor, Mr. Paulson.  But you don't seem to have told her much about it either."

    Jim gave a little laugh.  "I chickened out.  I thought I would wait until, uh, well, until it was absolutely necessary.  I don't suppose that works in my favor."

    "No, it doesn't," Officer Zane replied.  "In fact, it makes it look like you think she may be too young to understand, and if that is the case we can't permit you to enter into a sexual relationship at this time.  Do you think she is too young?"

    Jim gulped and said, "I'm not sure."

    Officer Zane nodded and said, "Well, the best way to find out is for you to tell her what you want to do with her and we'll see how she handles it.  To make it easier on you I'll step into the observation room for a while.  Just wave when you're ready for me to come back in."

    Officer Zane sat down in the observation area and watched as Jim Paulson explained to his daughter what he wanted to do to her.  He couldn't hear what was being said, but he could see the little girl's reaction.  He watched as her initial fear turned to amazement, then curiosity, and finally excitement.  Then a beaming Jim Paulson waved him back in.

    "I see it went well," Zane said, "but for the record I have to ask.  Jessica, do you know what sex means now, and do you want to do it with your daddy?"

    The little girl giggled this time and said, "OH YEAH!"

    "Do you have any questions?" he asked.

    She giggled again, "I just wonder if Daddy can really fit his thing in me."

    Officer Zane smiled at her and said, "Don't worry, every little girl wonders about that.  I'm sure you'll be fine."  Then he turned to Jim.  "Did you folks bring a wedding gown?"

    Jim jumped up, "You mean it?  We can get married?"

    "Sure," Officer Zane said.  "So did you?  Bring a dress?"

    "Uh, no.  I didn't want anybody to get suspicious."

    "That's okay.  We have plenty of shops that carry pre-teen bridal gowns.  If you like I can have one of my staff take Jess here shopping," Officer Zane said.  Then he looked carefully at Jim and said, "After all, you and I have a few things to talk about."

    A few minutes later Jessica left, clutching the credit card her father had given her.  He waved to his daughter and then turned back to the Security Officer.  "Well, Officer Zane, what is it you want to talk about."

    "First off, call me Tom.  I hate all that 'Officer' crap.  Makes me feel like a nark."

    Jim laughed.  "Okay, Tom.  What's up."

    Tom opened the dossier again.  "Well, you may have noticed that we have file on you and Jessica already.  It's mostly about you, of course.  We assemble dossiers on all our visitors, but you definitely caught our attention.  It's a little unusual to have a man of your reputation come to Jocasta.  Award winning software designer.  CEO of the most successful start-up company since Microsoft.  Ph.D. in astrophysics and in economics."

    "So?"

    "Well, Jim, the first thing I noticed in your file is that you have booked a return flight.  You're plans seem to say that you'll be leaving us in a week.  Are you sure you want to do that?"

    Jim grunted.  "What are you?  The official welcome wagon?"

    Tom grinned.  "No, but I am somebody who cares what happens to you.  I am also a bit of patriot.  Jocasta can use men of your talent.  I think you should stay, and if you'll listen to me for a while, I know you'll agree with me."

    "Okay, Tom," Jim said, "you can make your pitch.  But I do have a lot to go back to, so it will have to be good."

    Tom smiled and said, "Here it is then.  First off there is the danger.  You may not know it, but there are people watching every plane that flies to or from Jocasta.  It's quite possible that you and Jessica were spotted boarding you flight.  If so, it is a cinch that you will be arrested as soon as you return to the U.S.  Do you want Jessica to see you being dragged away in handcuffs.  Do you want her to be brainwashed into thinking that what you and she feel for each other is sick and ugly?  That is what will happen if you are seen coming or going."

    Jim was shaken, "How sure are you that we were seen, or will be seen when we leave?"

    "Truthfully, I can't say for sure.  But I know of thirty such cases in America last year."

    "Hey!" said Jim, "I know that more than thirty Americans who came here last year.  Shit, we had almost that many on the plane today!"

    "Twenty-three Americans to be exact," Tom said, "including you and Jess.  Most of them were adult brother/sister couples, none of them well known.  They will probably be safe because nobody is looking for them or will recognize them.  And to tell you the truth, your government doesn't really care what adults do here.  But they are sudden death when it comes to children being involved.

    "But I don't want to scare you into staying.  I think there are better reasons for you to stay.  Let me tell you a story.  It's a true story, even though it hasn't happened yet."

    Jim looked at him blankly.  "Huh?"

    Tom smiled, "It's about you and Jessica.  Mostly, it's about you.  In a little while she is going to call you from one of our wedding chapels where she will be waiting in her new white wedding gown.  I'll take you over there, and you are going to be absolutely floored by how beautiful she is.

    "Then after the ceremony you'll take her to a fine hotel, where I've taken the liberty of booking you the honeymoon suite with a wonderful view of the bay.  Don't worry, you can see it from the bed.  And there, sometime this evening you and your daughter will make love.  Take it from one who knows, it will be the most sexually fulfilling moment of your life.  And when she comes while you are fucking her, you will feel like a god.

    "And in the morning you will wake up and want to feel that way again.  And you can.  All you have to do is make love to your little girl again.

    "And finally, after a day or two, maybe after your fifth or sixth time together you are going to realize that you can't think of her as just your daughter anymore.  From then on, every time you think of her it will be as your daughter and your wife.  How are you going to give that up after only one week?"

    Jim listened to the words and in his mind he saw it all so clearly, and he was shaken by the intensity of the emotions that ran over him.  He looked at Tom, almost pleadingly, hoping that some solution could be found.

    But Tom's next words just drove the message home.  "You said you didn't want to sneak around and grab a quick fuck in secret.  That's the best you can hope for if you go back.

    "And what about Jessica's feelings.  Your marriage will be legal here and nowhere else.  But she will know that she got married.  How will you explain to her that it was all a sham and she can't be your wife anymore.

    "And don't forget, you promised her children.  What are the neighbors going to say when she starts to show.  What will her mother say?  Will you deny it?  Will you stand in front of your daughter-wife and say that you are not the father of her child?"

    Jim stared at the floor.  "I hadn't thought that far ahead, I guess."

    Tom gave a cynical laugh.  "Sometimes the little girls are better prepared to take the plunge then their daddies.  You're lucky.  We want you to stay and we will do everything we can to help you out.  Look, I don't want to spoil tonight for you.  You don't have to decide anything right now.  Let's just get you ready for the wedding.

    "I don't suppose you thought to bring a tux either."

Chapter Two - Honeymoon Hotel

    It was about four that afternoon that the call came.  By then Tom Zane had gotten Jim fitted out in proper wedding attire and as promised he drove the nervous father to the wedding chapel.  And as they entered the building Jim discovered just how much of a prophet his new friend was.

    Jessica was waiting for her father in lovely white gown and veil.  When Jim saw her he took a deep breath and grabbed the door for support.  He had dreamed of seeing his little girl like this since the day she was born, but he was not ready for the reality.  And when she put her hand in his and whispered, "I love you, Daddy," he started to weep.  "I love you, too, Jess," he said.

    The ceremony was short and simple.  They promised each other love, support, and devotion and then signed the marriage registry.  Jim raised Jessica's veil and it was like he was seeing her for the first time.  He paused for a moment to study the child's face, seeing something different there now that she was his wife.  Then he bent down and kissed her, pulling her tiny body close to his.

     After about a minute Tom tapped him on the shoulder and said, "You'd better let the poor girl breath.  Come on you two, let me get you to the hotel before you commit an indecent act in public."

    Tom took them to the finest hotel in the city and escorted them to their room.  It was a wonderful room with a magnificent view.  After Tom left the newlyweds sat on the balcony watching the sun setting.  They were both quiet for some time, just enjoying the glow of evening.  Then Jim leaned over and kissed Jessica on her forehead.  As he did so it occurred to that this was probably the last time he would kiss her like a little girl and his daughter.  He put his arm around her shoulder and hugged her.  "Are you happy, Jessica?" he asked.

    "Yes, Daddy," the little girl replied, "I'm very happy."

    A moment passed and then Jessica took her father's hand and said, "Are you going to do sex to me now, Daddy?"

    "Oh, Jess, honey," Jim replied.  "I don't want you to think of it like that.  I don't want to do sex to you; I want to do it with you.  You will like it, too, I hope.  If you don't, I don't want to do it.  We can just stay here tonight and then fly home tomorrow.  I'll even sleep on the couch if it will make you feel safer."

    "Oh, no, Daddy," Jessica said.  "It's not that.  I want to do sex things with you.  It's just that I'm only a little girl and you are going to have to show me everything.  I don't even know all the right words.  Will you teach me?"

    Jim held her close and said, "Jessica, it will be my pleasure and honor to teach you.  Would you like to start now, or do you want to wait for a while?"

    Jessica giggled and said, "Well, if I'm going to like doing it, I want to start now so we can more of it."

    Jim laughed and picked the tiny child up and kissed her on the lips this time and carried her to the bed.  "I like that idea a lot, Jessie.  I want to do a lot of sex with you, too.  Starting tonight and going on until I die."

    Jim started to fumble with the hooks and buttons that held the little girl's wedding dress together.  When it looked like he might tear the gown Jessica said, "Be careful.  Someday we might have a little girl who will want to get married in this dress.  She might even want to marry you in it."

    Jim shivered at the thought of marrying a daughter he might have with Jessica.  "And how would you feel about that, Baby?"

    "Well, Daddy, as long as you don't stop loving me I won't mind.  I talked to some other girls at the wedding store.  Two of them were marrying their 'double-daddy', so I guess our little girl can too, if she want to," Jessica said.  Then she giggled again, "But we're never going to have a little girl if you don't figure out how to get this dress off me!"

    Jim laughed, then he yanked the dress hard, causing beads and buttons to fly around the room.  "I'm sorry Jess, but I'm sure we can get it repaired.  I'll bet they have specialists here who do nothing but fix wedding gowns, because I think a lot of daddies tear wedding dresses off their little girls in Jocasta."

    Jessica grinned at him and started to wiggle out of the torn gown.  As she shoved the gown off she lay back, clad in a tight, silky chemise.  "It's okay, Daddy.  In a way I'm even glad; this proves how much you want to do sex with me."

    Meanwhile Jim was removing his own clothes.  When he was fully naked he turned to his daughter.  "No, Jess," he said, pointing to his rock-hard cock, "this is my cock and it being so hard proves how much I want to fuck you.   That's what sex is, Baby Girl; sex is fucking."

    The little girl squealed, then giggled.  "Wow, Daddy!  Is that thing supposed to go in ME!"

    "Yes," he replied.  "And I'm afraid it will hurt the first few times, but I will be as gentle as I can and I promise that you will love it very soon."

    Jessica put out her hand and stroked his hard cock.  "I like how it feels, Daddy; hot and hard, but very silky."

    Jim lay down beside her and took the straps of her chemise in his hands.  He kissed her softly and sweetly, and as he did so he pulled the straps down, baring her body to the waist.  He pulled back and started to run his fingers lightly over her chest, pausing at her pert nipples to rub them with his thumbs.  Jessica sighed and arched her back, trying to shove her nonexistent breasts into his hands.

    Jim was in heaven as his lovely pre-teen daughter responded to his caress.  He leaned forward again and said, "Open you mouth a little, Baby.  Daddy wants to teach you to French."

    Jessica did as she was told and soon she felt her father's large tongue filling her mouth.  It seemed gross at first, but she soon began to enjoy the sensation and when Jim slid his tongue back out of her mouth, she quickly pushed hers into his.

    Jim shivered as her little tongue started tickling his gums.  He knew she was ready for the next step, so he put his hand between her thighs and shoved the crotch of the chemise aside so he reach her pussy mound.  He cupped her bald mound in his palm and squeezed gently, as though he were judging the ripeness of a peach.  When he felt the heat and moisture rising from her, he knew that this peach was ready for plucking.

    Continuing to massage her pussy Jim broke away from his daughter's lips and dropped his head to her chest, taking one of her little nipples into his mouth.  Sucked on her almost flat chest, rasping his tongue over her tiny breast bud and nipping her lightly.  The little girl jerked and hissed with pleasure, loving the sensation.

    Then he slid his middle finger between his child's pussy lips and found her tiny vaginal opening.  He worked his finger around the mouth of her pussy for a few moments, then pressed into her up to the first knuckle.  As Jessica moaned at the penetration, he moved his finger around her opening, always pressing outwards.

    "I'm sorry it hurts, Jess," he said, "but Daddy has to get you ready for his cock."

    Jessica closed her eyes and nodded.  "I know, Daddy," she said.  "Stretch me good, Daddy.  Make my pussy big enough.  I want you to fuck me, with your fingers and then with your big cock."

    Jim continued to work on Jess's little body; kissing her, sucking at her nipples, and continually stretching her pussy mouth.  After he managed to work a second finger into her he decided it was enough.  He didn't want to tear her apart when he took her for the first time, but he didn't want her to get too loose either.

    As he looked on his daughter for the last time as a little girl and a virgin Jim savored the moment.  He moved his eyes slowly down her body stoking his lust with the sight of her flat chest, smooth belly and finally her hairless pussy.  Then it was time.  He took his painfully hard cock in his hand and aimed it at her pussy.  "Jessica," he said.  "I need you to help me.  I want you to open your pussy up so I can see your vagina.  Reach down and pull your pussy lips open for me."

    As Jessica did as he said Jim felt a perverse thrill run through his body. He knew he could have opened her himself; he just want her to be a full partner in the violation of her own body.  Time seemed to slow down as he watched her place her fingers on her outer lips and then tug them apart so he could see the immature inner lips glistening with her vaginal oils.  And there, at the top of her slit was her young clit, erect and ready for pleasure.  But best of all was the tiny little opening to her body.  It looked like he could never fit himself into her, but he swore to himself that he would.

    Jim placed his cockhead at her pussy mouth and pressed forward.  "Ahhhhhh," he moaned as his cock and her pussy made contact at last.  And beneath him, Jessica answered with her own sigh.

    Jim paused a few seconds to savor the sensation of their joining, then pressed down again, more forcefully this time.  For a short eternity Jessica's body resisted him, then suddenly gave way and let him enter her.  "Oh, GOD!" Jim cried out.  "I love it!"

    "Ooooohhhhh!  Careful, Daddy," Jessica moaned.  "Don't hurt me!"

    Jim shoved himself forward again until his cockhead was touching her hymen.  He looked down at her and said, "I'm sorry, Jessica.  I wish I could do this without hurting you, but I can't.  I know it will hurt you, Baby, but I have to bust your cherry if we're going to fuck and make babies one day.  So hold on, Honey, cause here I come!"

    The lustful father rammed forward again, shredding his daughter's virginity and then thrust again to sheath himself in her body.  Jessica could hardly believe the pain and she wanted to scream.  Somehow she found the strength not to, however.  She knew that if she gave voice to her pain it would spoil the moment for her father.  And she also somehow sensed that it wouldn't help her, anyway; she knew that it was too late to stop her father now.  He was in her and he was going to fuck her, no matter how much it pained her.  So with her eyes tightly shut, biting her lips and digging her little fingernails into her palms the little girl bore her pain silently.

    Jessica was wrong about her father, however.  While Jim Paulson was determined to deflower his virgin daughter/bride that night, he was not unconcerned.  He had forced himself into her body so brutally only because he thought that it would be better to get the pain over with quickly.  Once he was fully embedded in his little girl's pussy he stopped and held himself still inside her so she could recover.

    Jessica slowly relaxed as she realized that her father had stopped pushing himself into her body.  The pain was subsiding, becoming more tolerable.  And through it she could hear her father's voice.  It was gentle and soothing.  "It's okay to cry, Jess," she heard him say.  Only then did she realize that tears were streaming down her cheeks.  She brought her hands up to her face, partially clenched as a baby's would be, and brushed the tears away with the back of her hand.

    Seeing the childish movement Jim was shaken to the core, wondering what sort of a man he was.  How could he be doing this to her?  And how could he still be so happy, seeing that she was in pain?

    "I won't cry no more, Daddy," Jessica said.  "I don't want to be a baby."

    "It's okay, Jess.  I know it hurts you.  I'll wait till it stops hurting before I move again.  Oh, Jess, Honey, I love you so much," Jim said.

    Then Jessica felt a hot tear land on her bare chest and she knew that her father was crying.  She opened her eyes and looked up at him, then reached up and put her tiny hand on his cheek.  "Don't cry, Daddy.  I love you, too.  And it don't hurt so much anymore.  Come on, Daddy.  Do sex with me!"

    Jim felt his heart ready to burst with love when she spoke and be leaned down to kiss her.  Then rising again he began to withdraw his cock from her tiny pussy.  "Tell me if it hurts too much and I will stop," he said.

    Jim withdrew about an inch of his cock, then slid forward again.  "Did that hurt, Baby?" he asked.  Jessica sniffled and answered, "Not too bad, Daddy."

    Jim continued to make only slow gentle strokes into the little girl's body, letting her get used to being fucked.  And she was getting used to it.  The pain was slowly easing and as it faded Jessica noticed that each time her father's groin came down on her body he was rubbing her tiny clit and it felt good.  She consciously tried to concentrate on the good feelings, hoping the pain would go away soon.

    Jim noticed that her pussy was getting looser and that she seemed to be enjoying his fucking more now, so he risked longer and faster strokes.  He hoped she was beginning to like it because he was in heaven.  The way her baby pussy felt on his cock was beyond belief.  So tight and hot, and getting slicker every second.

    Jessica was getting into the fuck.  As her maiden pain was washed away by the pleasure starting to spread from her clit she began to want her daddy to go faster and harder.  She felt an overwhelming compulsion to take an active role in their lovemaking.  Her hips started to twitch and she just knew that she had to move them.  That she should match Jim's rutting with her own.

    "OHHH, DADDY!  I'M STARTING TO FEEL REAL GOOD!" she yelled as she thrust her ups up to meet his downstroke for the first time.

    Jim was thrilled to feel her move.  "OH, YES, JESS!  FUCK BACK AT DADDY!  FUCK YOUR DADDY LIKE HE'S FUCKING YOU!"

    The incestuous pair began to fuck madly then.  Jim ravaged his daughter's body and she loved it.  She slammed her butt up to meet his strokes while her own hands clawed at her undeveloped nipples.  She was breathing hard and fast, as if she had run for miles and was now approaching the finish line.

    Jim was also close and he wanted to cum in her more than he had ever wanted anything in his life.  But he sensed that she was nearing a climax and he knew that he was incredibly lucky.  If she could cum at this tender age, from now on she would want sex as much as he did.  So he fought the urge to spill his seed in her, determined to hold off until he could cum with her and so merge their souls as well as their bodies.

    "I FEEL FUNNY, DADDY!  WHAT'S GOING TO HAPPEN TO ME?  I THINK I'M GOING TO EXPLODE!" the little girl screamed.

    "IT'S OKAY, JESS!  LET YOURSELF GO!  LET'S CUM AT THE SAME TIME, BABY!  I LOVE YOU, JESSICA!" Jim yelled back.

    Then Jessica began to shake and shriek in joy.  It was the moment Jim had been waiting for.  Not that he could have held back anyway.  When Jessica's climax hit her pussy spasmed and grabbed his cock.  His body would not be denied any longer.

    "I'M CUMMING, JESSICA!  TAKE DADDY'S CUM IN YOUR SWEET LITTLE CUNT!" he bellowed,

    All too soon it was over and Jim collapsed besides his daughter, taking her into his arms and holding her to his chest, his cock still trapped in her tight pussy.  Jim was besieged by conflicting sensations.  On the one hand he was almost unconscious after the greatest fuck of his life.  On the other he seemed to be intensely aware of his daughter.  He could smell her fuck sweat, the delightful aroma of her orgasmic juices, and the coppery tang of her maiden blood.  And he was also aware of a sense of complete satisfaction.  He had fucked his preteen child and made her come.  He was a god, a king, the greatest lover of all time and he had to have her again and for always.

    Little Jessica could not put her thoughts and emotions into words.  Despite everything she was a child and she couldn't really understand what was happening to her and what she was feeling.  All she knew for sure was that somehow she was happier than she had ever been in her young life and she wanted her whole life to be like this moment.  And she was sure it could only be that way if she was with her daddy.

    Jim's moment of egotism faded and he looked down into Jessica's eyes searching for any sign that she resented him for what he had done, or regretted it.  But in her shining eyes all he saw was joy and desire.  He bent down and kissed her.  "I love you so much, Jessica."

    "I love you, Daddy," Jessica answered him.  Then a small doubt crossed her mind.  "Daddy, do I have to call you Jim now that we're married?"

    "Do you want to call me by my name?"

    Jessica snuggled against his chest and said, "No.  I want to keep calling you Daddy.  I want everybody to know that I'm married to my daddy."

    "Thank you, Jessica," Jim replied.  "I think that is the way I want it too.  I love to hear you call me Daddy."

    And with that the lovers fell asleep.

    The next morning Jim woke up before Jessica and he spent several minutes just looking at her.  She looked so angelic he could hardly believe that he had fucked this darling child three time the previous night.  Only the cum and blood that splattered her body (and his) told of their debauchery.  He got out of bed carefully so as not to awaken her and headed for the bathroom to relieve himself and then clean up.  After a shower and shave he went back into the bedroom.

    Jessica was awake and she watched him emerge naked from the bath.  She was thrilled and amazed to know that such a handsome and powerful male wanted her to be his wife.

    Jim smiled at her.  "Time to get up, Sleepyhead.  You need to get cleaned up and then we can go get breakfast and give the maids a chance to make the beds."

    "Okay, Daddy.  But give me a kiss first." she said with a little girl pout.

    Jim shook his head.  She was going to have him wrapped round her little finger in no time.  But he loved it.  He gave her the kiss she wanted then asked, "How do you feel?"

    "Well, my pussy is sore, but I feel wonderful."

    Jim laughed and then pulled her from the bed and directed her to the bathroom with a playful swat on her bare ass.

    After a wonderful breakfast Jim left Jessica to play on her computer while he took a walk along the beach thinking.  He was sure now that he wanted to stay in Jocasta permanently.  Only here could Jess be his wife.  But he wasn't sure how she felt about that.  At last he decided that the decision would be hers.  They would talk it over in a few days and decide what to do.

    When Jim returned to the hotel he found Jessica on the balcony reading.  She was wearing a bathrobe and Jim got hard as he sensed that she was naked beneath it.  He walk over to her and kissed her lightly.  "Hi, Baby.  Whatca reading?"

    Jessica looked up at him and then planted a passionate kiss on his lips.  "It's a book the lady who took me to the wedding gown store gave me," she replied.  "It's got a lot of words I don't know, but the pictures sure help."

    "Let me see it," her father said and Jess handed him her book.  Jim's jaw dropped as he sat down and read the cover. "What Else Can We Do, Daddy?" A Guide for Little Girls Who Love Their Daddies!     "Wow!" Jim said.  "She gave this to you?"

    "Yes.  She said it would help me make you happy," Jess said, crawling into his lap.  "Do daddies and their little girls really do stuff like this?" she asked.

    "Stuff like what?" Jim asked back.

    "Stuff like this," Jessica said, opening the book.  Jim glanced at the page and with a jolt saw a picture of a young girl, perhaps a bit older than his daughter, sucking a grown man's cock.  "I'll do that for you if you want me to, Daddy," Jessica continued, "but you have to promise to do this for me."  With that she turned a few pages and Jim was looking at a man licking a very young girl's pussy.

    Jim hugged Jessica tightly and kissed her.  "I will be happy to do that for you, Jess.  Even if you don't suck my cock."

    "Oh, I want to do that Daddy!" Jessica replied.  Then after a short pause she added, "But I'm not sure about some other stuff."

    Jim was getting very aroused now.  It was incredibly salacious to be looking at kiddy porn while his lovely eight year old daughter squirmed in his lap.  Since she was willing, even eager, to try oral sex, he wanted very much to know what Jessica was reluctant to try.  "What is it you're not sure about, Baby?"

    Jess turned the pages again.  Jim gasped when he saw the little girl from the first picture again, this time she was being sodomized.  "I don't think I want to do that right away, Daddy," Jessica said.  "I want to wait until I'm pregnant."

    Jim hugged her again and said, "Yeah, it would probably be better if we waited a few years.  It might be easier when you're a teenager."

    "Who says we have to wait that long, Daddy?"

    Jim grinned at this little girl.  "Well, Baby, you can't get pregnant yet; you're too young.  In a few years your start having periods, and then you'll start to ovulate and then you can get pregnant."

    Jess looked at her father with a sly grin.  "At the wedding gown place there was another girl there who was my age and she said she was taking medicine that would make her ovol...ouvol...what was that word, Daddy?"  Jim gulped.  "Ovulate," he said.  "Yeah, that was it, ovulate.  Maybe you could get that medicine for me, Daddy?"

    Jim was shaking and he held her tight.  "I don't know about that, Baby.  You're so young."

    Jessica turned in his arms and kissed him.  Then she whispered "You know, if I took the medicine now I could have our first baby before I'm ten years old."

    "OH GOD, JESS!" Jim yelled and came in his pants as a vision of his tiny daughter with her belly swollen in pregnancy filled his mind.

    Jessica giggled as she watched her father's reaction to her suggestion.  One of the salesladies at the bridal store had told her to say that if her father seemed reluctant to get her pregnant right away.

    Jim heard her giggle and he shook his head, trying to clear it.  She had won.  He would contact Tom Zane the first thing in the morning and ask about the medication.  He was sure that Zane would know all about it.

    As he was making his decision he suddenly felt a chill in his groin.  Looking down he saw that Jessica had unbuckled and unzipped his pants.  She was tugging at his shorts, trying to get them down.  Jim lifted his ass so she could strip his lower body, hoping he was right about what she was going to do next.

    Jessica quickly pushed her fathers pants and underwear down past his knees, and then pulled them off completely.  Next she slipped off her robe and knelt by her father and took his cock in her hands.  "Ohhh, Daddy was a bad boy," she said.  "He made a mess in his pants."

    Jim chuckled and said, "It wasn't my fault.  If my little girl, I mean my little wife, didn't have such naughty ideas I would be able to control myself better."

    "Well, I guess you're right," Jessica said.  "It was my fault, so I have to clean the mess up."  With that she leaned over her father's groin.  "Smells like mushroom soup," she said.  "I wonder how it tastes."

    Jim groaned at her words, and even more at the sensation of her tongue sliding along his cock shaft.  His cock started to twitch as Jessica lapped up the cum that coated it and he was sure that in a few minutes he would be able to deliver another blast right down her throat.

    Jessica was having a lot of fun playing with her daddy's cock.  She hadn't really had a good look at it last night and she wanted to get to know it much better.  She was also fascinated by the way it was growing, as she licked it.  "When you get all the way hard I want to suck on it like the girl in the picture book.  Is that okay, Daddy?"

    "Oh, yes, Jessica," Jim replied.  "That would be wonderful."

    With her father's permission Jessica went back to work, anxious to get him hard and ready for sucking.  She wanted to feel him moving in and out of her mouth; and even more, she figured that if she did this for him he would have no objection to licking her pussy.  It took several minutes, but finally her efforts were rewarded.  Jim's cock was once more a proud tower.  Jess settled back to study him.  She ran her eyes up and down the stalk, from his black pubic bush, still matted with cum, to the big purple knob at the top.  "It even looks like a mushroom," she said with a giggle.

    "Well, you like to eat mushrooms don't you?" Jim said.

    "I don't want to eat this one, Daddy," she replied, "I just want what's inside."

    Jessica ran her fingers along his cock, making Jim shake with lust.  She squeezed the head and ran her fingers along his circumcision scar.  Then at last she placed her lips over his glans and started to slide his cock into her young mouth.  Jim hissed and arched his back as he felt her lips and teeth touch his cock.  His movement startled the little girl and she pulled back saying, "Careful, Daddy!  Don't choke me!"

    "Sorry, Jess," he said.  "It just felt so good.  I'll hold still now.  You take as much as you want and I'll be happy."

    Jessica lowered her head and started sucking his cock again.  Jim reached down and moved her long, dark hair out of the way so he could watch.  He could hardly believe his eyes as he watched two inches of his cock disappear into her mouth.  Then he lay back and relished the feeling.

    Jessica moved her head up and down his shaft slowly and she found that she loved the way his cock felt in her mouth.  And as he started to leak precum, she decided she liked the flavor.  She remembered something she had read in the sex manual earlier and so she put her hand on his stalk and started to jack him off.

    Jim started to squirm and groan as his daughter gave him a combined hand/head job.  He knew he wouldn't be able to hold out much longer and he considered warning her, but he said nothing.  She had already said she wanted him to cum in her mouth, so what was the point.

    Jessica could feel her father starting to shake and she heard his panting.  While they had only been lovers for a day, she knew these signs meant he was about to come.  She kept stroking and sucking until she felt a jet of sperm pass under her palm and then splash against the back of her mouth.  She swallowed quickly as she felt the next pulse of his cock in her hand.

    "Oh, God, Jessica!" Jim said, groaning.  "Thank you, Baby!  Thank you for doing this for Daddy!"

    Jessica kept sucking and swallowing until her father's orgasm had passed.  Then she raised her head from his groin and with the back of her hand wiped the combined semen and saliva from her lips and chin.  "That was fun, Daddy," she said.  "Now I want you to lick my pussy, like the man in the book did for his little girl."

    "Oh, yes, Jessica," Jim said.  "I want to do that."

    The eager father pulled his little girl up to his face and settled her bare pubic mound onto his mouth.  He opened his mouth wide and began licking her pussy lips, then he snaked his tongue into her slit and moved it along until he found her tiny clit.  Wanting her to climax quickly Jim began to attack the little nubbin.

    Now it was Jessica's turn to hiss and squirm as she felt her father's tongue in her pussy for the first time.  She couldn't believe the sensations surging up from her loins as he swept his tongue over her clit like wet sandpaper.  "OOOOOOH, DADDY!  DO IT SOME MORE!" she screamed.  "LICK MY PUSSY GOOD!"

    For an instant Jim was afraid that somebody might hear her ecstatic cries, but then he remembered where they were and fear turned to joy.  He hoped everyone in the hotel could hear her; could hear how happy he was making his little girl.

    But hearing her shouts of joy brought out a playfully teasing part of the lusty father.  Deciding to make here wait a while he moved his tongue down from her clit to her cunt.  He liked licking her clit, but he also wanted to taste the fluids he knew were seeping from her pussy.  He quickly slurped up her lube, then shoved his tongue deep into her.  Despite the recent blow job he had received, his cock jerked as he recalled that just two days before his daughter had been a virgin, and less than twenty-four hours earlier it had been his cock that had entered this tiny passage for the first time and torn her virginity away.

    Now Jessica was whimpering with frustrated lust.  She wanted to come again but she was still unsure of the words; uncertain of how to ask her father to suck her off.  "Oh, Daddy," she moaned.  "Lick me again!  Please lick the little button again.!"

    Jim pulled his tongue from her pussy and quickly replaced it with his finger.  He fingerfucked the child while his tongue returned to her clit and once again he was licking her towards a come.  As she started to wiggle and buck her pussy mound into his face Jim very carefully brought his teeth down on her clit.

    For Jessica it was the last straw.  She felt a surge of intense pleasure sweep up from her pussy and it seemed to erupt out of her mouth.  "Aaagh!  Aaagh! AAAAGH! DADDYYYYY!" she screamed again as her little body went stiff and she arched her back to try and force her entire groin into her father's mouth.  "I LOVE YOU, DADDYYYYY!"

    The incestuous lovers lay together for a while after Jessica's enormous orgasm.  Jim was quiet and happy, but still a thought nagged at him, like a broken tooth.  How was he going to tell Jessica that they had to stay here or give this up.  He knew that either way it was going to break her heart.

    Jessica squirmed in her father's arms and said, "Daddy.  We can't ever go home again, can we?"

    Jim looked down at her and said, "I didn't think you knew that, Baby.  No, we can't go home.  At least we can't go home and keep doing sex.  Your mother would stop us.  I'd probably go to jail and never see you again.  But if you want to go home we will.  I know you miss Mommy and Billy."

    The little girl looked at him and said, "I will be sad.  I love Mommy and Billy.  But I will be even sadder if I can't do sex with you, Daddy.  I love you and you said we would be lovers always.  And you said I could have a baby, Daddy.  I want to have a baby.  So I want to stay here."

    "Are you sure, Baby?"

    "Yes, Daddy, I'm sure."

    Jessica looked up at her father with a gleam he would come to recognize and love in the next few years.  She reached down to his groin and felt his cock start to twitch and harden at her touch.  She giggled and said, "Well, now that I know I'm going to be your wife for real I want to do everything.  I've changed my mind.  I want to let you do sex in all my holes, like it says in the sex book."

    Jim's heart stopped as he considered her words.  She couldn't really mean that she wanted him to fuck her ass!  She was a baby; he'd tear her apart!  But his cock hardened like never before at the thought.  Jim gulped and said, "You might be too little, Baby.  Maybe we should wait....Unless you really want to."

    Jess giggled and handed him a tube of lubricant.  "I think you should use a lot of this, Daddy," she said as she rolled onto her stomach.

    Jim ran his hands over her ass cheeks slowly.  He loved the way they felt in his hands; truly as smooth as a baby's bottom.  He leaned over and started kissing her cheeks and licking them, making Jess giggle delightfully.   Next he spread her cheeks to reveal her tiny pink asshole.  Seeing her he doubted once again that he could ever penetrate so small an opening, but he was going to try.

    Jim squeezed the lube into her ass crease and Jess giggled again. "It's cold, Daddy!" she laughed.

    "I'll warm it up, Honey," Jim replied and using his index finger he started to force the lube into her.

    Jess wiggled on the bed as she felt him shove his finger into her ass.  It was a strange feeling, but she liked it.  As her father continued to work more lube into her she got an idea.  Using her ass muscles she clamped down on his finger as hard as she could.

    Jim gasped when she squeezed his finger.  "My God, Jess!  Are you going to do that when I have my cock in you?"

    Jessica suddenly realized what power her body had over her father and she laughed again.  "You betcha, Daddy!"

    Jim worked quickly to get his daughter ready for his cock.  He paused only long enough to coat his cock with the lube, then he aimed the head at Jessica's asshole.  He made sure he was centered on her and then pressed forward.

    Jess squirmed for a moment, her body unwilling to accept this new perversion of father/daughter affection.  But the little girl wanted it and her desire overrode the natural response of her body.  She willed her ass to open and her father's cock slid into her.  She gritted her teeth and buried her head in her pillow so her father would not know that it hurt.

    Jim forced half of his cock into her and then paused.  She was incredibly tight.  He knew he must be hurting her and as much as he loved it he would stop if she asked him to.  "Are you okay, Jess?  I'll take it out if it hurts too much," he said.

    Jess raise her head, but did not look back at her father.  "It's okay, Daddy.  PUT MORE IN!"

    Jim knew she was lying, but he was willing to do as she asked and he started fucking her ass purposefully.  He was working himself up to a quick climax, but there was something he wanted to feel first.  He leaned forward and whispered into her ear, "Didn't you promise to do something for Daddy?"

    Jess knew what he meant and she started clenching her ass muscles squeezing her father's cock.  Then she wiggled her butt at the same time, like she was going to use her ass to tear his cock out by the root.

    Jessica's ass muscles were strong and it actually hurt Jim's cock to be squeezed so hard, and he loved it.  Somehow the pain intensified the pleasure of fucking this tiny hole.  Perhaps it was a reminder of how obscene the act was.  Whatever, Jim wanted more.  "Keep doing that, Honey, and Daddy will give you a cum enema!  NOW!" he bellowed.

    Jess could feel every spurt as he came in her ass.  And while she didn't exactly feel pleasure as he filled her ass with his cum, she did feel satisfaction.  She had fucked her daddy with her pussy, ass, and mouth.  Now nobody could say she wasn't his wife.  Now she and her father could live happily ever after.

Chapter Three - The Pursuers

    In the five months since he had convinced Jim Paulson to defect, Tom Zane's life had changed.  He was now head of the Jocastan Security Service, which meant he was effectively in charge of immigration matters, customs, and the secret police.

    Tom Zane settled into his office in Government House and pulled up today's arrivals on the computer.  He saw that there would 139 passengers on today's flight.  Most of them brother/sister couples, a few parent/child pairs, the rest single males headed for the kiddy brothels.  Nobody his staff had marked for special attention so he could spend the whole day on agency business.

    At that moment his secretary came in.  "Trouble, Chief," she said.

    "What's up?"

    "Mark Anderson is hear to see you."

    Tom groaned.  Mark Anderson worked for the U.S. State Department and was a pain in the ass.  He was no doubt coming to complain about some American who had visited Jocasta and fucked his daughter while he was here.  "Send him in," Tom said.  "I'm trying to lose weight and talking to that prick should wreck my appetite for the rest of the week."

    A few minutes later the American diplomat was seated at Tom's desk.  He opened his brief case and said, "I suppose I should tell you that I'm not here to give you hard time today.  My purpose in coming was to inform you that there has been an addition to my staff.  A Mrs. Ellen Paulson will be arriving tomorrow."

    Tom thought for moment.  Then said, "Wait a minute.  We disposed of the Paulson case months ago.  Jim Paulson and his daughter requested asylum and we chose to grant it.  What the hell is she coming here for?"

    Anderson laughed.  "As you have guessed, she is the lawful wife of Jim Paulson and she is coming to retrieve her daughter."

    Tom was angry now.  "You make damn sure that bitch knows that if she tries to snatch Jessica away, diplomatic immunity won't help her.  Our agreement allowing you to maintain a US Interest Section specifically bars immunity in such cases."

    "She is aware of that," Anderson replied.  "I believe she wishes to talk to her daughter and convince her to return to the United States.  She got assigned to my staff so she could travel here without creating more scandal.

    "By the way, she is accompanied by her son, William.  She seems to think that between the two of them they can talk the girl into leaving."

    "I was hoping you could arrange a meeting.  I believe you are close to Mr. Paulson."

    Tom frowned.  On its face it was a reasonable request, but he hated to create problems for Jim and Jessica.  But there were other factors to be considered.  "I suppose it was her father's influence that got her appointed to your staff," he said.

    "Yes," said the diplomat.  "Being the daughter of a United States Senator has its advantages.  One of them is that the State Department will listen to you when you ask for something."

    "Very well," said Tom.  "I'll tell Jim and Jessica that she is coming and that she wants to meet them.  But the final decision is theirs."

    And so it was that three days later Ellen Paulson sat in a comfortable waiting room, trying not to nibble at her own fingernails.  She jumped up as the door opened, then sat down again, actually relieved that it wasn't Jim or Jessica.

    Tom Zane looked the woman over carefully as he came into the room.  She was a lovely redhead with a fine bosom and long legs.  He felt a little sorry for his friend Jim Paulson; too bad he had to lose this enchanting beauty to be with his daughter.  "Ms. Paulson," he said.  "I'm Thomas Zane of the Security Service.  I'm sorry we have to meet under such difficult circumstances.  I just wanted to let you know that Jim and Jessica have arrived and you will be seeing them shortly.  Is there anything I can do for you while you're waiting?"

