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Monday PM, February 16, 2004

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Comments: This is my first published story for you.  I hope I do this right!  I want to continue publishing This story line, but want to have access as soon as possible.  I would really like whatever feedback you may be able to provide so that I can improve my stories. -J

Story_codes: Dad/Daut inc preteen

Story_intro: That's it; the sight of her Daddy cumming in front of her is more than her ten year-old mind can take.  Tears fall down along her cheek as she quakes and bucks off the doorframe, creaming onto her vigorously-moving hand.  Her mind is blown out of conscious thought as she experiences the first orgasm of her young life.




Daddy's Girl

Written by Will Amour


	Samantha is thirsty.  Daddy had put her to bed earlier than usual and had forgotten to leave a glass of water by the bed.  He knows she always gets thirsty in the middle of the night, but he was in such a hurry to put her to bed that he must have just forgot.  Samantha knows why her Daddy was in such a hurry.  She always has to go to bed early when Mommy gets drunk.  Her Daddy doesn't want her to hear bad words, and Mommy says lots of bad words when she is drunk.  But Samantha is thirsty, and she doesn't want to bother Mommy because she gets angry so easily when she drinks and acts all weird.  She doesn't want to bother Daddy because, well... she is ten now and wants to show him that she is a big girl, and she doesn't want to bother him with baby things like water.  She loves her Daddy more than anything and wants him to be proud of her.

	She slides the covers open and slips carefully out of bed, letting her bare feet fall gently onto the carpeted floor.  She stands up and her oversized t-shirt, with kittens printed on the front, gently falls down her thin body.  She walks carefully toward the kitchen to get her drink.  As she passes the living room she sees her Mommy passed out on the couch.  Her head has fallen back so that her open mouth points to the ceiling, allowing a thin strand of drool to trickle out one of the corners of her mouth.  Samantha winces at the sight and continues on.  

	She deftly gets her glass of water, making sure to not make noise as she fills her glass.  She takes a sip right then and there and begins to walk back to her bed.  On her way back she hears something funny, and stops in the hallway – it's her Daddy breathing funny.  She wanders toward his office.  She walks up to the door that is slightly ajar and listens more carefully.  There are some sounds she can't recognize, and heavy breathing.  She is a little worried that he might be in trouble but is also worried that he will be mad at her for being up after being tucked into bed.  Curiosity overrides her fears and she decides to try to sneak a look into the room.  Slowly and carefully she opens the door just enough to slide her small ten year-old head through.  

	What she sees almost makes her drop her glass of water.  Her Daddy is naked!  She stifles a gasp as she stares wide-eyed at the sight before her.  Her Daddy is naked, sitting in front of his computer.  It is completely dark except for the glow from his computer screen.   He's looking at what looks like naked people on the screen!  What is even more shocking is what his hand is doing.  His hand is wrapped around his slick and wet-looking Daddy-sized cock, pumping up and down its length with long deliberate strokes.   He's so focused on what the computer is displaying that he doesn't notice his prepubescent daughter hiding in the shadows of the doorway.

	Samantha loves her Daddy, more than anyone else in the world.  He's so handsome and strong.  She has always wondered what his thing looks like.  She had no idea it would be so big and... beautiful.  Her eyes lock onto the huge member throbbing in his hands.  

	She watches wide-eyed as his body begins to tremble, and finds that she too is feeling something odd.  Butterflies begin to go mad in her stomach, her heart begins to pound in her chest, and a funny itchy sensation begins to spread between her legs.   Her own hand has a mind of its own and finds its way between her own legs.  She almost jumps at the feel of her own cold hand rubbing her panty-clad mound.  Her head is swimming with flashes of images.  She can make out the images on his screen.  Naked people having sex.  Girls on their hands and knees with big men, Daddy's age, behind them, shoving their things inside of them, making them scream in pleasure.  She wants to scream with pleasure.  She starts imagining herself on her knees too.  But she feels guilty – it is Daddy behind her.  She starts imagining him shoving his giant cock into her pussy, his big strong hands pulling her hips toward him, just like she was a big girl.  She imagines his giant member pushing inside her, stretching her young virgin muscles apart...

	She gasps again and her whole body begins to list to one side, falling onto the doorframe.  Her head leans back against the wood of the frame, but her eyes never stop staring at Daddy's thingy... his cock!  That's what Mommy called it.  She wonders what his cock would taste like in her mouth.  She begins to drool.  Her friend Heather has an older brother who has sex magazines under his bed, and when no one was home the two of them would sneak into her brother's room and look at them together.  They would giggle nervously at the pictures and though they were too embarrassed to mention it to each other, they would both get wet.  She wants to be like those girls in the magazines, and have her naked body touched and fondled by other men.  She wants to be used and pleasured.  

	Soon her panties are soaked.  The wet material allows her fingers to glide even faster over her clit.  She isn't aware of it, but she's still holding the glass of water in her left hand.  Her hand is shaking so hard now, the water begins to slosh over the sides of the glass and dribbles onto the carpet below.  Daddy is breathing really heavy, his hips bucking into the wet fist that holds his cock.  His head begins to bob back and forth as he gasps for breath.  Soon he lets out a huge moan and then gasps as if he just surfaced out of a pool of water.  Samantha watches as his whole body jerks and spasms in the chair, thick, beautiful strands of cum shooting from the tip of his engorged cock onto a waiting towel beneath him.  

	That's it; the sight of her Daddy cumming in front of her is more than her ten year-old mind can take.  Tears fall down along her cheek as she quakes and bucks off the doorframe, creaming onto her vigorously-moving hand.  Her mind is blown out of conscious thought as she experiences the first orgasm of her young life.  Juice flows down her legs, drenching her hand and, of course, her panties.  She almost drops her glass of water as she stops herself from toppling to the ground.  Not that there was much left of the water; most of it had found its way to the carpet below, and she was left with only a fraction of water from the once nearly full glass.  

	Samantha becomes aware of her surroundings again and gazes lovingly back over to where her Daddy is.  He's still twitching from his cum, slumped over his cock held in his hand.  She can make out the glistening trails of his cum on the towel beneath his cock.  Without thinking she licks her lips - everything about Daddy is yummy!  She wants to crawl over there and lick his cock clean.  Maybe if she kept licking, it would squirt again.  She wondered what his cum tasted like, and figured if it came from Daddy, it would have to taste good.  

	The reality of the situation starts to hit her.  As her endorphins wane, her fear began to rise.  She mustn't let Daddy see her like this; she would be so embarrassed if he found her right now, panting, slumped against the doorway, cum dripping out from around her panties.  She pulls herself up and stumbles back to her bedroom with what's left of her glass of water.  

	Once back in her room, she finishes off the water and tosses the dripping glass onto her bed stand, diving onto the bed.  She's still all hot and sweaty from her milestone climax and feels like being on top of the covers, where she knows the cool air will help dry off her body and sweat-coated long blond hair.  

	She falls on top of the covers, and then realizes she forgot something - her panties are wet and uncomfortable so she yanks them off clumsily and tosses them off the side of the bed.  They flump damply onto the carpet.  Her soaked crotch rejoices in the freedom and quickly fills the room with the smell of its dampness.  Flopping back onto her belly, she soon began to playback the images she had just witnessed.  

	She imagines Daddy's big cock, swollen and red, his strong hand stroking up and down its length.  She imagines herself, kneeling obediently in front of him, waiting for his next command.  Daddy looks into her love-filled eyes and tells her to open her mouth.  She is going to be his towel, and capture all of Daddy's seed in her mouth. With a nod from her Daddy she opens her mouth and moves her head closer.  As he begin to squirt his pearly juice she clamps her mouth on the head of his cock and swallows it all down, gulping quickly as jet after jet squirted down her hungry throat.  He takes his free hand and grasps the back of her head, gently pushing her small mouth further onto his cock as he unloaded.  As his orgasm passes, she nurses on the head of his cock, wanting to be sure to suck every last drop of nectar out of his shaft, letting it shrink in her mouth.  

	The images in her mind are overwhelming; her right hand finds its way to her clit.  Freed from the barrier of the panties, the sensation is even more intense as her unhindered fingers dance and slide across her magic button.  Her ass begins to gyrate in the air, moving in slow circles, and her mouth opens in a silent scream as the weight of her body pushes her head and shoulders into the pillow.

	She enters another fantasy.

	This time she has made breakfast for her Daddy, and has just put the plate on the table when he walks into the room.  He doesn't even look at what she has made, just walks right up to her and pushes her face-first onto the table.  One large hand pins her to the table as he pulls up the hem of her oversized t-shirt until the hem rests on the small of her back, her small ass hanging from the table edge, completely exposed.  He is going to spank her for not doing all her chores right.  He had never spanked her before, Mommy did that, but she imagines his large hand slapping against her tightly-squeezing buttocks.  She can hear the slapping of his hand on her reddening rump in her mind, and lying on her bed, begins to squeeze her own ass in rhythm to the slapping in her fantasy.

	Samantha imagines that Daddy would then stop slapping her wounded ass just long enough to pull his cock from his pants and push it inside her.  She moans on the bed, her fingers exploring the entrance of her nearly bald pussy.   Imagining it's her Daddy's giant cock, she takes the tips of her fingers and spreads her pussy muscles, stretching them and emulating the swollen cock in her mind.  Daddy controls the most intimate parts of her body, filling her small cunt more than she has ever been filled.  Her insides are stretched around the monstrous invader in her mind; on the bed, she twiddles her swollen clit with one hand and stretches herself inside with the other.   

	Rivers of juice began to flow down her hands, down her arm, and onto the bed below.  She begins to buck into her hands and pound her hips up and down on the bed as she imagines her Daddy pounding his cock into her.  In her mind she can feel his strong hands holding her hips and pulling her overstretched pussy onto his cock, again and again.  He is pleasuring himself on her, using her for his own gratification.  She imagines him screaming out his pleasure as he slams his squirting cock deep into her, filling her to overflowing with his pearly juice. 

	"OH GOD, DADDY, YESSS!!!!" she screams out unconsciously, coming hard.  Pounding her hips up and down, she squirts all over her hands, wetting herself and the mattress below.  Her hard is so cum that she passes out right then and there.  Her body twitches in its exhausted state and she slips into deep sleep.

	
Chapter 2

	Having just finished wiping his cum from his hands, her Daddy hears her scream out, and rises from his chair.  He quickly shuts off his computer and walks quickly toward the door.  As he crossed the threshold of his office, his foot steps into a wet spot on the carpet.  He reaches down and touches the wetness, smelling his hands.  It seems to be nothing more than water, and he wonders how it got there.  

	He passes the living room, ignoring the snoring figure passed out on the couch.  He continues to his little girl's room, and listens carefully, but hears only silence.  He opens the door to quietly look in on his daughter. 

	And stops dead in his tracks.

	To be Continued

	









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This story is a work of fiction.  Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously.  Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.