My daughter and I both had our dates ruined, coming home early, and I suggested an evening cuddling and watching movies on the couch to make us both feel better. But little did I know, she had other ideas.
I dropped down to the couch with a sigh, still dressed from my date, flipping on the tv. This was exactly why I usually refused to date single mothers... but Chloe was the best friend of Jill, a friend from work, so I'd reluctantly suspended my rule and agreed to let her set me up, more as a favour to her than out of any real interest on my part. At least Chloe had been cute, and not a complete waste of time conversationally... enough so that I'd actually been starting to speculate where the evening might lead. Just in time for her babysitter to interrupt our meal with a phone call, panicking that Chloe's little boy had just started projectile-vomiting all over his bed.
Understandably, that put an immediate and unquestionable end to my sexual aspirations for the evening. At least we'd agreed to meet at the restaurant, driving our own cars, so I hadn't been subjected to the awkwardness of giving her a ride back to her place afterwards. I was flipping errantly through the channels, searching unproductively for something to watch, when I was surprised by the sound of a key in the front door, my daughter Michaela stepping through with an enormous scowl on her face.
“Daddy?” she startled as she saw me, closing the door behind her and stepping out of her shoes. “What are you doing home? I thought you said you had a date tonight?”
“I should be asking you that question,” I smirked as she approached. I extended my arm along the back of the couch, and she plopped herself down at my side, snuggling against me as I wrapped her in my embrace, kissing her in her long, soft, honey-blonde hair. “Mine had kid-vomit issues. What's your excuse?”
“Mine had can't-keep-it-in-his-pants issues!” her scowl deepened angrily. “Becca told me at school today, she saw him at the movies last night, with his arm around Jenny Baker. That's Tyler's little sister... she's, like, three years younger than us! I didn't want to believe it... but I confronted Adam tonight, and told him what I'd heard, and asked him to let me look through his phone, to see if he'd been texting her. He refused... and as far as I'm concerned, that's as good as admitting it! I stormed right out, and came straight home!”
“Oh, sweetie!” I sighed, squeezing her tighter and giving her another kiss in her hair. “I'm so sorry that happened to you! Adam's an idiot! He'd have to be, to mess things up like that when he's lucky enough to be dating a girl like you!”
“You really think so?” she asked, her lower lip quivering. She may have been putting on a brave, angry front... but Adam had been her first serious boyfriend, and I knew she'd really liked that idiot boy. She was hurting more than she was willing to let me see.
“I know so!” I kissed her hair again. “What do you say, sweetie? Since we both had our dates ruined tonight... how about we have a movie night, just the two of us, like we used to? We can make popcorn... and I promise I won't even complain very much, when you pick some silly chick-flick for us to watch!”
“That sounds nice...” she giggled sweetly, squirming against my side. “But... maybe we can do something a little more fun, than just watching movies?” I tilted my head in confusion, not understanding what she meant... until she put her hand on my leg, her tiny, delicate little fingers sliding down the inside of my thigh, rubbing at my cock!
“Mikki!” I exclaimed, grabbing at her wrist.
“Don't tell me you've never thought about it, Daddy!” she giggled wickedly, her fingers stubbornly continuing to stroke. “I've sure thought about you!”
“You... you have?” I gasped.
“Of course I have!” she guiltily bit her lip, twisting to look up at me, her big, beautiful blue eyes dilated wide with undeniable arousal. “You are so, so sexy, Daddy... do you have any idea how many of my girlfriends have told me they have crushes on you? You could be fucking your way through half the girls at my school, if you wanted to! But... you're my Daddy, not theirs! I have dibs!”
“Michaela, sweetie...” I shook my head... but my voice trailed off. What the hell was I supposed to say, to something like that?
“Please, Daddy?” she asked, suddenly spinning herself up on her knee, sliding into my lap, straddling me. “I've seen the way you look at me, when you don't think I'll notice! I know you want this too! You can't tell me you don't!”
“I...” I gulped nervously. She was rubbing her hands up and down my chest now, her perky, braless B-cup breasts tipped by tiny, cute little nipples poking out against the thin fabric of her summer dress making it impossible for me to think. “We can't, sweetie! Okay, yes, you caught me; I look at you sometimes, when I know I shouldn't. You're gorgeous, and sexy... you can't really blame me, just for stealing an occasional peek! But that's an entirely different thing, than actually doing anything about it!”
“It doesn't have to be, Daddy!” she wheedled. “I know you had to have been looking forward to having sex tonight, after your date. So was I, before what Becca told me today! Why should we both have to suffer, just because our dates ended up sucking, tonight? Why don't we just... take care of each other, instead?”
“Mikki... we can't!” I tried again.
“'Can't' is a very different thing than 'don't want to'!” she giggled impishly. She leaned in, softly, slowly kissing my bearded cheek, before whispering hotly into my ear. “'Can't' is just about what other people would think, if they found out... not about us! Not about what we want! I know what I want, Daddy... and I'm pretty sure you want it, too. I bet my pussy is so much tighter, and wetter, than any of the girls you're used to dating... I bet you haven't had a pussy this good since you were my age! I'm still in high school, Daddy, and I've only ever been with one boy before you... don't you want to feel what it's like?” She reached down then, making me gasp as she once again began squeezing and stroking my cock through my pants. “You feel so big, Daddy! So much bigger than Adam is! I want you to take me, Daddy! I want you to make me forget all about him, and what he did. I want you to stretch my tiny little teenage pussy, with your big, thick daddy cock! I want you to teach me what it's like to be fucked by a real man, Daddy! And you know I'm on birth control... you don't have to wear a condom. You can cum in me, Daddy... I never let Adam do that, not even once! You can be the first boy—the first man!—to ever fill me up with your cum! You can do anything you want to me, Daddy... anything at all! I just want you to fuck me... I want you to make me yours!”
She pulled back, staring deeply into my eyes, her other hand coming to softly, lovingly stroke my cheek, as she continued squeezing and playing with my cock. And then... she leaned in. Slowly, giving me plenty of time to move away. But it was like I was hypnotized, frozen in place. And when her soft, pouty red lips finally made contact with mine... My resolve broke, shattered into a million pieces by my own daughter's impossible, forbidden desire!
I moaned into her kiss, my hands instinctively grabbing her hips, pulling her roughly closer. She squeaked in surprise—then giggled happily, wrapping her free arm around the back of my neck, softly teasing my lips with the tip of her tongue. I met her eagerly, swirling, playing. She purred in pleasure, rubbing herself against me... she even sucked hungrily on my tongue as I slid it inside her mouth, driving me absolutely wild!
She abandoned my cock, and started working on the buttons of my shirt. My own hands were sliding up and down her skinny little sides, and down to her pert, round little butt. She finally managed to get my shirt off, stroking her hands up and down through the thick, soft hair of my chest, giggling into my lips as she did; that was one thing no high school boy could offer, I was sure, and Mikki was definitely enjoying herself exploring. And now that I was shirtless myself, I no longer felt quite so guilty about peeling her out of her dress. God, she was gorgeous! She was wearing adorable little violet cotton panties, her areolas barely the size of quarters, her tiny little nipples gloriously erect, and flushed the most incredible, soft shade of pink! I just couldn't help myself; I grabbed her by her ass again, making her squeak in surprise as I pulled her up onto her knees, and started sucking for all I was worth on her amazing, perfect little teenage tit!
“Oh, God Daddy!” she moaned, running her fingers through my hair. “That feels so good! I love it when you suck on my titties! And how your beard tickles my skin!”
“Not half as much as I do!” I murmured into the flesh of her breast, the vibration of my lips making her giggle, and squeal. We stayed there for a long, long time, going back and forth between making out, and having me sucking on her perfect, perky little boobs. She was as eager as I was for what we both knew was coming, I could feel it in every quiver of her body, hear it in every breath and moan. But we weren't in any sort of a rush, either. She was my daughter... it was entirely different than being with some random girl, out on a date. I loved her, more than anything... and whatever happened tonight, she would still be here in the morning. Every morning. That made it... special. Such an utterly insufficient word! It was a deep, instinctive connection, like nothing I'd ever felt before! Not even with Mikki's mother, back when everything had still been good between us, before it had all eventually gone to hell.
“Take me, Daddy! Please!” Mikki gasped desperately into my lips. “I just can't wait anymore! I need you to take me, Daddy! Please!”
Okay... so maybe I'd overestimated her patience just a touch. I stood with her in my arms, my hands supporting her ass, as she wrapped her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist. I carried her up to my bedroom, passionately making out the entire way. I laid her down, before standing again to take off my pants; I hadn't even finished with my belt before she'd scrambled up to sit on the edge of my bed, pushing my hands out of the way to do it herself, instead.
“Oh, wow, Daddy!” she purred in pleasure, her eyes going wide at her first sight of what I had in store for her. She took me into her hands, cutely biting her lip as she slowly started to stroke and explore, testing my size and heft. “It's even bigger than I thought!”
“Having second thoughts, baby?” I smirked, lovingly running my fingers through her hair.
“Never!” she laughed, vigorously shaking her head, before looking back up into my eyes once again. “You just have to promise to be careful with me, until I get used to it! I may not be a virgin anymore... but I may as well be, compared to how big you are!”
“Always, sweetie... until it's time not to be!” I winked, making her giggle and blush. She bit her lip again, staring hungrily down at my cock. Then she leaned forward, slowly, giving me a soft, gentle kiss directly on my tip... before taking me into her beautiful little teenage mouth, and starting to suck!
I moaned in pleasure, and she giggled onto my cock, her beautiful blue eyes flashing happily at the proof of the effect she was having on me. She couldn't get me very deep, but she didn't need to; she was bobbing slowly, swirling her tongue around my head, her hands lovingly stroking my shaft, one making its way down to fondle and play with my full, heavy balls. She really seemed to enjoy that part... maybe even more than I did!
I was dreaming of finishing in that beautiful little mouth, and watching her swallowing my cum... but this was only play-time, and we both knew it. It wasn't long before she let me go, spinning herself around onto her hands and knees, her tiny, round little ass just barely sticking out over the edge of the bed.
“Do me, Daddy!” she giggled, playfully waggling her ass at me in the air. “Give me that huge daddy cock!”
“Careful what you wish for, you little brat!” I laughed, giving her a playful, two-handed spank on her perfect little ass, making her yelp. I followed up with a nice, tight squeeze, as she moaned and shook herself in my hands. I slipped my fingers in under the band of her cute violet panties, roughly yanking them down—but only as far as her knees. I'd always loved that look, when a girl had her panties stretched between her knees as she was getting fucked!
“God, you've got a pretty little pussy, baby!” I moaned, as I began rubbing and playing with my hand. She was freshly shaved and soft, her inner lips tiny and wet after our make-out session, her outer ones flushed a lovely, bright shade of pink.
“I'm glad you like it, Daddy!” she purred bashfully at my praise, twisting and dropping her shoulder to the bed, so she could look back into my eyes. “But... I bet it's going to look even prettier, with your cock inside it!”
I laughed, watching her cheeks blush an even brighter pink after what she'd said. But I didn't disagree! I took my cock in hand, and started rubbing my thick, swollen head up and down between her lips, coaxing her into opening for me. She moaned happily, her eyelid fluttering closed in pleasure, a big, happy smile quirking her lips. Until I started to push, and her eyes flashed open with her gasp as I slowly (but relentlessly) forced my way inside!
“God, Daddy!” she moaned, the backs of her sexy, skinny little thighs trembling uncontrollably as my head finally slipped inside.
“Are you okay, baby?” I asked, lovingly caressing her hips and ass, as I gently, carefully began stroking in and out. Not going deeper, not yet... just trying to get her used to my width. “You need to tell me right away, if it hurts too much, and you need me to stop.”
“Just... ungh...” she moaned, screwing closed her eyes, her body trembling beneath me. “Just... give me a minute, Daddy. You're really, really big! I... I think I'll be okay. It doesn't actually hurt... not exactly. It's just... a really, really big stretch!
“You make sure you tell me if that changes, sweetie,” I told her, and she weakly nodded her understanding. I gave her a little time to adjust... though probably not as much as she thought she needed. Then I slowly started increasing the depth of my thrusts, working my way inside. She moaned and shook... but that was all, no sign that I'd actually crossed the line into hurting her. Or at least, not any more than she was willing to take.
She was so amazingly, impossibly sexy... and she felt fucking incredible! So tight, and hot, and wet! But even more than her pussy, it was her eyes that were really doing it for me; my daughter's big, beautiful blue eyes, the same ones that had looked up at me so lovingly, and trustingly as she'd cuddled in my lap when she'd been little. And that hadn't changed. Even with her own father's cock inside her, using her tiny teenaged body for my pleasure... she was still looking at me with just as much love, trust, and devotion as ever!
We were doing okay, until the last couple of inches, when she really started tightening up. But by that point, there was no way in hell either of us was going to stop. We didn't discuss it... we didn't need to. The look in her eyes was more than enough. I slowed down, giving her more time to adjust, tightening my grip on that cute little butt. She gasped and shook with every inward press, her eyes wide and needy, her sexy red lips parted adorably, panting to get enough breath.
Those last two inches took more time than everything that had preceded them—but we got it done eventually. And the look of unabashed pride and joy on her face, as she felt my hips grinding tight against her cute little ass, was worth every bit of trouble we'd had getting us there!
“Oh, God... I love it, Daddy!” she moaned, trembling adorably as I squeezed and kneaded her ass. “It's so big... I feel so full! I love your cock, Daddy! I love my Daddy's cock in me!”
“I love it too, baby!” I echoed her moan. “God, you're tight! You feel like you were made for me... the exact, perfect size!”
“Of course I was, Daddy!” she giggled wickedly. “You're the one who made me, after all... so of course I'm the exact perfect size for your cock! How could I be anything else? You made me to order, inside Mommy's tummy... and I've been waiting so, so long, for all this time! But now I'm finally old enough, Daddy! Old enough for you to take me... to claim me, and to enjoy the prize you built!”
“Naughty little girl!” I laughed, giving her a spank, and making her yelp. Then I moaned, even louder than she did, as the sudden constriction of her muscles in response threatened to strangle my cock!
“I am, Daddy!” she moaned her agreement. “I'm your naughty little girl! You can do anything you want to me... I'll do anything you say! I'm such a naughty little girl... I love my daddy's cock in me! I love my daddy's big, thick, incestuous cock, splitting apart my pussy! And... you're naughty too, Daddy. Aren't you? You love sticking your cock in your daughter's tiny little teenage pussy! Tell me how much you love it, Daddy! Tell me how much you love your own daughter's tiny, hot little teenage cunt!”
My eyes flashed; in any other circumstances, I'd have given her the spanking of her life for using such a dirty word in front of me!
“How about I just show you, instead?” I growled, my fingers digging deeply into the flesh of her ass, as I started thrusting again!
“Yes, Daddy! Yes!” she squealed. “Fuck me, Daddy! Fuck your daughter's pussy! I'm such a naughty little girl... I need to be punished, Daddy! I need you to punish me! I need you to punish this tiny, naughty little teenage pussy, with your huge, hard daddy cock!”
I could hardly believe what I was hearing... but I could sooner flap my arms and fly, than I could deny the desperate need and desire in my daughter's voice! And the fact that she was unknowingly playing in to my own deepest, most strongly-held fantasies as well, those in which I almost never got a chance to indulge with any of the women I dated... could anyone really blame me, for what I did next?
I reached forward, gathering her long, soft blonde hair in my hands, collecting it into a tail and wrapping it securely around my left hand. I pulled, gently at first, making her lift her head and straighten herself, bowing her back.
“Yes, Daddy! Yes! Pull my hair!” she moaned, trembling adorably in pleasure. “I love it when you pull my hair while you're fucking me!”
I grinned wickedly, gradually increasing the speed and power of my thrusts. She began throwing herself back to meet me, the sound of my hips slapping her pert little ass echoing loudly through the room. My other hand, meanwhile, was travelling up and down her side, from her firm round ass, to her amazing, shake-resistant little breast. She was moaning constantly, making the most adorable little gasps on every inward thrust, as if the intrusion of my thick, pounding cock was literally driving the breath from her lungs.
Then, on a whim... I spanked her. And I got a reaction completely out of proportion to what I was expecting, Mikki shaking and squealing, her tight little pussy rhythmically clenching down as the orgasm tore through her!
“Good girl, baby! Good fucking girl, cumming on Daddy's cock like that!” I moaned, keeping up my pace and carrying her through, the grip of my hand tight on her ass where I'd struck her, kneading her tender, sensitive flesh. On and on it went, as if it was never going to end.
“Do you like it, Daddy?” she eventually gasped, once her peak finally started to ebb. “You like feeling your daughter's tiny little pussy, cumming all over your huge, incestuous cock?”
“I fucking love it, baby!” I growled, making her giggle happily. She really seemed to be getting a kick out of that; not just getting fucked, but the fact that it was me fucking her, her own father, having my way with her tiny teenaged body! It was so forbidden, so wrong... I'd be lying if I said it wasn't punching buttons in my own brain as well.
I thought again about what she'd said; that I'd been the one to make her, and that was why her amazing little pussy was the exact perfect size for me. Was it true? Would all fathers feel what I was feeling, if they were to take their daughters' pussies? I had no way to know... but I could no longer deny what it felt like for me. What was that Biblical quote, again? Something about 'becoming one flesh'? That's what this was. Mikki and I, father and daughter, becoming one flesh... as we had always been meant to be!
I spanked her again, thrilling in the sound of that high, wailing squeal she made in response.
“You like that, baby?” I demanded. “You like getting your pretty little ass spanked, as you're getting fucked?”
“I love it, Daddy!” she panted. “I love everything you do to me! Everything!”
“Good girl!” I repeated, sliding my hand up to her breast, squeezing tighter, and tighter, until the pressure of it made her gasp, and shake. I wanted to bruise her delicious little tit... I wanted to cover her in my marks, visual proof that she belonged to me. Proof that she was mine!
That was pretty much it, for our ability to speak. There was panting, grunting, and squealing aplenty, but neither of us had the spare breath to waste on actually trying to talk anymore. It didn't matter anyways; her sexy little body was perfectly eloquent, communicating just what she wanted, and needed, for me to get her off. And get off she did! An absolutely astounding five fucking times, including that first one I'd given her, before I finally felt myself getting ready to join her! Not that I could take all the credit, mind you; after number two, she'd reached down to start playing with her clitty as I fucked her, and that had definitely contributed to speeding up numbers three through five!
“Beg for it, baby!” I finally managed to gasp; it had taken me a good thirty seconds to gather up enough breath. “Tell me what you want!”
“Please!” she whimpered, even more strung out and exhausted than I was, after everything I'd been putting her through. “Please, Daddy, cum in me! I need it, Daddy! I need your cum in me!”
“Oh, take it, baby!” I grunted, the utter need and desperation in her voice finally pushing me over. I slammed into her the hardest I'd done yet, my hips taking on a life all their own, my thick, rock-hard cock pulsing violently within her, as I delivered my hot, incestuous seed! “Take Daddy's cum!”
“Daddyyy!” she squealed, loud and long, her entire trim little body going into convulsions as her last and strongest orgasm tore through her. God... it felt like she was trying to tear off my cock, she was gripping me so hard! I could barely even stand anymore, the lightning-strikes of pleasure were so intense! But I forced myself to keep going, to keep thrusting, drawing out her pleasure until the last, tingling tremor of her orgasm finally faded. Then, only then, did I pull her upwards until her tiny, sweat-soaked back was against my chest, wrapping her tightly in my arms. I spun her off the bed, making her yelp, and I fell backwards to the blanket, clutching her on top of me, still impaled on my cock.
“God...” she moaned, a residual after-shock of pleasure making her shiver. “I can feel it, Daddy! It's so hot! I love it so much! I love having your cum in me!”
“I love it too, baby!” I murmured, softly kissing her hair, my hands travelling slowly, lovingly up and down her slender, sweat-slippery body, gently massaging her breasts. “But... I'm afraid you were wrong. You weren't the best I've had since I was your age...” I teased, waiting just a second for her to register my words, until she started to tense up. “You're the best I've ever had, including when I was your age!”
“Jerk!” she laughed, reaching behind herself to thump me on my hip with her tiny little fist. But then... she grew quiet, and serious. Shy, and nervous. “Do... do you really mean that, Daddy? You aren't just saying it, to make me feel good?”
“Baby... you have no idea!” I murmured, cuddling her tighter in my arms. “I don't even have the words, to describe how absolutely incredible you were!”
“So... you're going to want to do it again, then?” she asked, bashfully, hopefully biting her lip.
“Baby... after how amazing you just were, if you even think of trying to stop me, I'm going to tie you down to my bed, and not give you a choice!”
She laughed as I'd intended, squirming happily in my arms, and sending new thrills of pleasure racing along my nerves. We snuggled comfortably, simply enjoying our mutual and extremely well-earned exhaustion.
“You can, you know...” she eventually, shyly murmured. “If you want to. You can tie me down... you can dress me up. You can have me do roleplays. I... I'll even let you do me up my ass, Daddy. Not right away, of course! You're too big, I definitely have to get more used to taking you in my pussy, first, before I'll be ready to try that! But... I want to, Daddy. I never did it with Adam, and I want you to be my first, once I'm ready. I... I'll do anything you want, Daddy! Anything at all! Just as long as you promise you'll never stop fucking me! As long as you promise I can be yours!”
“Count on it, baby!” I promised her, squeezing her tight. “You're mine, now! No more girlfriends for me, and definitely no more boyfriends for you! We belong to each other, Mikki... and I am never, ever letting you go!”
“Oh, Daddy!” she started to sniffle, finally pulling herself off of my cock and sliding down next to me, rolling up onto her side to face me. I met her, wrapping her in my arms as we started to deeply, passionately kiss.
“So... now I've got to know,” she finally asked quite a while later, pulling herself back a little, her beautiful blue eyes staring deeply into my own, panting to recover her breath. “Out of all my girlfriends... which one do you want to have sex with most?”
“What?” I gawped in surprise. “What are you talking about?”
“I wasn't lying, Daddy...” she giggled bashfully. “You really have no idea how many of my girlfriends have crushes on you! And now that we're together... I want to make that happen for you! It's going to be so fucking hot, watching you fucking their tiny little teenage pussies, the same as you did to me!”
“Baby, I...” I shook my head, lovingly stroking my fingers through her hair. “I don't want them! I have you!”
“You do, Daddy!” she giggled her agreement. “You have me forever! And I'm the only one you're ever going to love... but that doesn't mean I'm the only one you ever get to fuck!”
“You really think that's a good idea, sweetie?” I asked. “You really think you can trust them, with our secret?”
“I think if you fuck them even half as good as you just did me, they'll do anything we say, including keeping our secret!” she giggled again. “But no... I'm not planning to tell them you're doing me, too. When I bring them over, you'll only be fucking them, not me. I'll only be watching... and maybe having them eat my pussy, too, to thank me for agreeing to set them up with you!”
“And... you're sure this is really what you want, baby?” I had to ask. Despite my better judgment, I could picture it already; Mikki sitting back against the headboard, mauling her delicious little tits in her hands, one of her sexy little friends with her face buried between her thighs as I did her hard and deep from behind!
“It is...” she nodded, shyly biting her lip. “I... I've actually been thinking about it for a while, now. I... think I might be a little bit bi. I was planning to invite one of them to be with me and Adam, for his next birthday. I... I've actually been fantasizing more and more about what it would be like, being with another girl. I still like guys more... I still like you, way more! But... I think I like girls, too. And... I really want to try it, try a threesome, with you. Even if we can't trust them enough to let them see you doing me, too, when we do it. At least... not yet. Maybe someday, if we decide we can really trust them with our secret... but that wouldn't be until way down the road, and maybe never. But in the meantime, I just need to know... which of my friends do you want to have sex with the most?”
“If we're really going to do this, sweetie... then don't you think you're the one who should pick?” I tried. “They're your friends, after all, not mine...”
“I can't!” she giggled, vigorously shaking her head. “I love them all the same... I can't pick just one! Even if we end up inviting all of them, sooner or later... I still can't pick who gets to go first. That's why I need you to do it, instead!”
“Are you sure, baby?” I asked. “I don't want you getting it into your head that whichever girl I pick is somehow better than you, and getting upset! Because that is in no way true... but it is exactly how girl-brains work! That's why I'd much rather that you do the picking, instead.”
“I promise, I won't get upset!” she giggled. “But if you're really so worried about it... how about I write all their names down on slips of paper, and you can pick one out of a hat? That way, neither of us actually has to pick.”
“And you're really so confident that no matter which one we pick, they're all going to say yes, when you ask?” I arched my brow, still not quite able to believe it.
“Trust me, Daddy!” she squealed happily, snuggling closer into my chest. “Honestly, I'm shocked none of them has made a move on you before now! And once you've had the first one, and the others all learn just how big you are, and how good you can make them cum... I'm going to be beating them back with a stick, making them wait their turns!”
I laughed, and squeezed her tighter in my arms. It was all so crazy... but damn it, I loved that little girl! From the moment I'd seen the pregnancy test, before she'd even been born, she'd been the center of my world. And now... now, it was more than just loving her. I was in love with her! Part of me insisted that shouldn't be possible, not so soon. But what was the purpose of dating, if not to get to know someone? And Mikki... I already knew my daughter better than I knew anyone else on earth; of course the 'normal' rules of dating wouldn't apply.
I started kissing her again, and her hand trailed down between us, lovingly stroking my softened, cum-slippery cock, eagerly working to prepare me for round two.
Crazy it may be... but I was hers, and she was mine, and that was the only thing that mattered. Whatever it took, I already knew; we loved each other, and we were never, ever going to mess this up!