I spent 30 minutes in the shower but still did not feel clean. I
couldn’t believe that I had molested my own daughter. It was only
a matter of time before she told a teacher or friend. The girls
would be taken from me. I would be jailed. I would carry the label
child molester with me for the rest of my life.
Kelly would be scarred for life also. She might have difficulty
letting any man near her. She might become a slut. She would be in
therapy for years as she attempts to build a normal life for
herself.
“Stop thinking like that,” I told myself firmly. “You can’t build
futures on things that have not happened yet.”
I put cold cereal and milk on the table for the girls’ breakfast.
Kimmy came in.
“Good morning, Daddy,” she said. “I’m going to Patty’s to swim.
I’ll be home about four this afternoon, is that ok?”
“Yes, sweetheart,” I said. “Call if you decide to go somewhere
else, though.”
“Sure,” said Kimmy as she finished her cereal.
She put her bowl in the sink and left.
I read the paper as I waited in the kitchen. Kelly hadn’t come in
for breakfast by the time I finished the paper.
I did the dishes and put things away. She still hadn’t come down.
I started back to my office to go to work. I hesitated at Kelly’s
door. I started to knock but stopped.
“She hates me,” I thought. “She doesn’t need a child molester
father to come into her room to attack her again.”
I went into my bedroom to work online. I even got some wok done
despite the waves of guilt that washed over me periodically.
Just before 11:00 Kelly walked into my room.
“I want to talk to you about what happened, Daddy,” she said.
“Yes, darling,” I sighed. I stood up to leave. “Let’s go talk in
the living room.” I said.
“No,” said Kelly. “It’s cooler in here. We can talk here.”
I hesitated. I didn’t want her to feel uncomfortable by having a
bed in the room as we talked about how I had attacked her. It was
cooler in here though. The bed also kept us further apart.
“Whatever you want, Kelly honey,” I said.
Kelly walked over to the window air-conditioner. She stood in
front of it as she let the cool air flow over her.
Kelly was wearing one of her thin t-shirts. The cool air made her
nipples strain against the fabric of her shirt. Kelly grabbed the
hem of the tee shirt and fanned herself with it.
“Kelly, dear,” I started to say. “I am sorry for what I did to you
this morning. I’m your father and I am supposed to protect you
from men like me.”
“I didn’t need your protection, Dad. I needed your cock. I’ve been
masturbating to fantasies about you for years. I almost always
leave my door open at night hoping you will catch me with my
fingers buried in my cunt. I get a thrill out of doing it. Just
like this.”
Kelly put one hand up her tee shirt to play with a nipple and
stuck the other down her shorts to play with her pussy.
I tried to turn away but the sight was too exciting. My right hand
went to my crotch to massage my cock through my shorts.
Kelly peeled off her shirt in one fluid motion. She used the shirt
to wipe the sweat from her tits before discarding it on the floor.
A few seconds later her shorts joined her tee shirt on the floor.
Kelly faced me as she continued to tweak her nipple and fuck her
fingers in and out of her pussy.
I tried to turn away again but then she began to suck the pussy
juice from her fingers. That was the last straw.
“Oh, baby!” I groaned. I pulled off my shorts and shirt. I stroked
my cock with one hand as I walked around the bed to join her in
front of the air conditioner.
“I need you so bad, Kelly,” I said as I took her in my arms to
kiss her. It was a long deep passionate kiss. I hadn’t kissed a
woman like that since before my divorce. I never wanted it to end.
Kelly broke the kiss. “Let’s get on the bed, Daddy,” she said
softly. She grabbed my cock as she sat on the bed. When she lay
down and scooted over I had to follow her.
“Lie on your back, Daddy,” said Kelly.
I did as she ordered.
Kelly crawled to the head of the bed and straddled my face with
her knees. She parked her pussy just inches above my eager mouth.
She lowered her pussy to my probing tongue. I started licking her
pussy more gently than I had the first time. We had more time to
do things right now. There was no danger of being discovered by
Kimmy. I didn’t feel guilty about what I was doing either. I
wanted sex, Kelly wanted sex. What harm could there be. The old
saying is true, stiff pricks have no conscience.
Kelly’s mouth surrounded my cock. She was turning into a pretty
good cock sucker. She would get even better over the next few
days. I started to think of all the oral fun we could have after
Kimmy left for her friends every morning. We would have to be
careful when Kimmy was around, though. No furtive looks, no quick
gropes, nothing that might arouse her suspicions.
Kelly began to orgasm. Once again my mouth was filled with the
sweet nectar of her womanhood. The taste was enough to send me
over the edge also. I fought the urge to hump my cock to the back
of Kelly’s throat. I didn’t want to choke her again.
After my erection subsided, Kelly laid down beside me. We dozed in
each other’s arms for almost a half-hour. I woke up when Kelly
rose and went to her shorts. She took something from the pocket.
She smiled at me as she returned to the bed and lay down again.
Kelly kissed me again. I could still taste my cum on her tongue
and lips.
“Fuck me, Daddy,” she said as she smiled at me.
I was a little taken aback.
“I can’t do that, honey. What we’re doing is wrong enough. I’m
flattered that you want me, but there are a lot of reasons we
shouldn’t go that far. Not the least of which is that I don’t want
you to get pregnant.”
“But, Dad,” she pleaded, “I want to lose my virginity to you. I’ve
thought about this a lot lately. I even got a condom from one of
my girlfriends. I knew the pregnancy possibility would prevent you
from fucking me so I took care of it before I asked you. I’m ready
to have my cherry popped and I want you to be the guy that does
it. I don’t want to have some overeager junior high boy bust my
cherry in the back seat of a car. I want you to take me here, in
your bed, like a real man and a real woman, with love and
tenderness.”
I started to weaken. Kelly saw my attitude wavering and she
swooped in for the kill. She held out the condom.
“Please, daddy,” she pleaded softly, “Fuck me now. I want to feel
you inside me.”
Kelly lay on her back. She spread her arms and legs in total
submission to me.
“Fuck me, Daddy,” she whispered, “fuck me and make me cum again.”
My cock was already hard just from the sight of those beautiful
cunt lips glistening with her pussy juice and my saliva. The
thought of pushing my cock into her tight little hole until I
popped her cherry made me even harder. I opened the package and
rolled the condom onto my cock.
I kneeled between Kelly’s legs. Kelly looked like a small child
who is about to be given just the treat she wants.
I guided my cock to the entrance of her vagina. I felt her lips
part to admit my cock into her cunt. Despite being excited she was
still a little dry for a quick fuck. I slowed things down a
little. I wanted her memories of losing her virginity to be as
pleasant as possible.
I fucked my cock slowly into her love tunnel. Kelly began to get
some natural lubricant and with each stroke I went a little deeper
until I bumped into her cherry. I kept nudging her hymen with the
tip of my penis for another dozen strokes. I wanted Kelly well
lubricated and more than ready to have her cherry busted before I
finally did the deed.
Kelly was the tightest cunt I had ever had. Despite the mornings
orgasms I was getting close to having another orgasm already. I
decided to bust her cherry before I shot my load again and became
incapable of busting it for the rest of the day. I pulled out of
her cunt until just the tip of my cock was in her. I paused.
“Are you sure this is what you want, Kelly?” I asked.
“God, yes, Daddy!” she whined with anticipation.
“OK, honey,” I said. I rammed my cock into her right to the hilt.
Kelly let out a little yelp of pain as her cherry broke. I paused
again to let the pain ease.
“Fuck me hard, Daddy! Finish it. I need to cum and so do you.
Faster, Daddy!” Kelly commanded.
I pulled my cock out of her and started ramming it home as fast
and hard as I could. Both of us came in less than a minute.
I pulled out of Kelly and lay beside her to rest. My balls ached
from all of the orgasms I had had in the last twelve hours.
“Thank you, Daddy,” Kelly whispered in my ear.
“You’re welcome, dear,” I responded.
“Lie back and close your eyes, Daddy. You look tired.”
I did as she suggested. I felt her grasp my cock. I thought she
was going to jack me off again. I started to protest, “Kelly,
honey, I can’t…”
“Don’t worry, Daddy. I’m just going to take the condom off. Then
I’m going to wash my pussy so that I don’t get blood all over your
bedspread.”
“Alright, honey. I’m just going to nap for a bit.” I said.
I heard the door open and close and then fell asleep.