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Monday PM, May 27, 2002

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Filename: daddysa1.txt
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Story_codes: M/f dad/daut inc

Story_intro: Life begins at 40. Who said that? I dunno...Anyway, despite a few meaningless affairs in the past, I'm still married to my first wife/high school girlfriend. Luckily? Well, could be better... could be worse. We're on speaking terms, but we don't *say* much; we have a 'regular' sex life (once a week), but we don't make *love*. Hell, we hardly even fuck! 



DADDY'S ALEXIS (M/f, dad/dau, inc)

by

trp

Chapter 1.


	Life begins at 40. Who said that? I dunno...

	Anyway, despite a few meaningless affairs in the past, I'm still married to my first wife/high school girlfriend. Luckily? Well, could be better... could be worse. We're on speaking terms, but we don't *say* much; we have a 'regular' sex life (once a week), but we don't make *love*. Hell, we hardly even fuck! On our designated sex nights (mostly on friday's, after a somewhat 'raunchy' movie on tv) I climb on top of her, and bang away for about 20 minutes. Usually we both fake an orgasm at that time. Too bored and sweaty to continue. She grabs her nightie, turns over, and falls asleep (at least, that's what I think she does), while I dissapear to the (basement) bath room, where I jerk off with... different things on my mind. What kind of things... I'll tell you later on.

	Not that we never had any good sex, mind you. We had some GREAT sex... when we were 20-something. In the car, on the couch, on the floor... But that seemed to deteriorate rapidly once we lived together, and 'settled down'. It got so easy, so routine, so.... boring. Totally lacked ANY form of excitement. I CONTINUED to have good sex, though... with girlfriends. A few years and a handful of hot 20-year old airheads later, my wife found out. She offered me a clear choice: a child, or the end of our marriage. 

	I chose the kid.

	Alexis is 8 now. A gorgeous creature, with big, dark eyes and a luscious mouth she is. When she's running about the place, I can't keep my eyes off her. She's so elegantly feminine, it's hard to ignore her presence, as a man.

	I don't know what exactly triggered the whole... situation, that's been going on for about 2 years now. Was it that hot day she was parading around the house and garden in the skimpiest bikini I've ever seen? I tell you, that tiny thing hardly covered anything of her nicely tanned then 6-year old body. Man, she was sexy... and, hell, I think she knew it! Or was it that time she sat next to me on the couch, with nothing than a bathing towel wrapped around her? Of course the thing fell open. She didn't close it immediately. The first few seconds I didn't WANT to look, but when she didn't seem to make any effort to cover any of her young, but so breathtakingly beautiful, femininity... I finally DID. And, boy... DID it take my breath away. 

	Anyway, the fact is that, one evening around that same period, I found myself pressing my lips on her bare belly, instead of the goodnight kiss I usually gave on her cheek or forehead. And my mouth didn't stay there. It traveled up, to her nipple area, the softest, pink flesh my lips ever touched. And it traveled down, to... lower, and equally soft, regions. Alexis lay back in her little bed, with me, on my knees next to it, hovering my hot mouth all over her body. She just lay there, smiling. Enjoying? I care to think she actually did, yes.

	Many 'special kisses', as she called them, followed from then on. I was used to put her to bed and read her a story anyway. So there was nothing really 'different' about the whole situation. The only thing that WAS different, was the story itself. That had changed from fairy tales about bunnies and other fluffy characters, to sweet nothings about the delights of her preteen body, whispered by a horny mouth against her skin. My little daughter spread her legs for her daddy with so much ease, and... readiness, I sometimes had it difficult not to reach a climax, right there and then, in my pants. The change of clothes after putting my daughter to sleep every night, would be a bit too awkward to explain to my wife, I started to take baths together with my little girl. Again, nothing strange about it. Nothing we hadn't done before. And when my wife asked why our baths always took so long, I replied Alexis liked to play games in the water. I didn't elaborate on the nature of the games, of course. I couldn't tell her I was teaching our 6-year old how to jerk off her daddy, now could I? Or that we were doing a game of 'kitty soaping'? An exciting little game, involving a bar of soap, daddy's slippery fingers, and Alexis' equally slippery cunny. 

	My deliciously young daughter became quite a prick teaser over the months to follow. She was aware of her... special relationship with her daddy, and seemed determined to go all the way with it, although she probably didn't understand the full meaning of that, at that time. When sitting next to me on the couch, she used to strip down her underpants from under her dress, and stuff them away in a pocket. She would then look up at me, and say:

	"It's easier without them, isn't it, daddy?"

	Just a few words, with huge effects though. I looked to see if my wife was at a safe distance, and take Alexis on my lap, where my hand would immediately dissapear under her dress. At that time she could already take most of my middle finger inside her. I used to gently penetrate her with it, pull it back, and stick it into mouth to suck off her juices. Then again, and this time I let her suck her own finger. She did it with the flair of a professional porn star. I almost went crazy with lust.

	It was around that time we started 'talking dirty' to each other. At least, I did the talking, she just copied me:

	"You're daddy's slut whore, aren't you?"

	"I'm daddy's slut whore."

	"Do you like daddy to lick your wet pussy, sweetie?"

	"I like daddy licking my pussy wet."

	(She always reversed the word order on this one, but it came out just as hot though.)

	"Daddy wants to fuck his little baby girl."

	"Fuck me, daddy."

	Alexis had just turned 7, and she was becoming the sexiest thing I'd ever seen. Our 'bed, bath and couch games' had been going on for about a year then. Of course I wanted to fuck her. I wanted it desperately. It was about the only thing I had on my mind. One, long, constant fantasy of when, where, how... how often.

	My little princess was about to lose her virginity...

	(end of chpt 1) 

	









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