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    A daughter on a mission, from the tender age of twelve

    the little pixie has had nothing but her single dad on

    her mind, until one day, on her 14th birthday she

    seduces the poor horny man. (M/f-teen, ped, reluc, inc)

    ***

    My bedroom is directly across the hall from our

    bathroom; and there is a small gap around one side

    where the bathroom door doesn''t fit tightly.

    doing homework when I saw daddy go into the bathroom

    with a magazine in his hand. At first; I didn''t think

    anything of it... he did that a lot. "Going to the

    Library" he would say. But this time I noticed that he

    was carrying a Playboy magazine! And; even at 12 years

    old, I knew what Playboy was. But I (at that time)

    didn''t know what kind of fascination that type of book

    held for men.

    I went on working on my homework for a little while

    until my eyes caught some sort of "quick" movement in

    the bathroom. So; I moved to where I could see through

    the gap in the door a little better. What I saw then

    totally amazed and surprised me!

    My Dad was sitting on the stool looking at the magazine

    and had his "thing" in his hand stroking it up and

    down. Now; I had never seen a man''s thing before. Oh; I

    knew about them from S.e.x Ed at school... and I even

    knew what an "erection" was. But I wasn''t prepared for

    how BIG it got during an erection. And daddy had AN

    that to him? I wondered.

    At any rate; his movements increased in speed and

    intensity and his breathing seemed to be labored an

    short. After a while; he tensed all of a sudden and

    then squirted some white, creamy stuff into the bowl.

    Then; he seemed to instantly become very calm and

    proceed to fasten his pants, roll up the magazine and

    left the bathroom. I almost broke my finger opening one

    of my school books so quickly. I felt that it wouldn''t

    I was watching!

    Mom had left us unexpectedly when I was 10; and I never

    understood why. Daddy wouldn''t talk much about it;

    except to refer to her as a "Two-Timing Bitch!"

    whatever that means. So I had sort of gotten used to it

    just being me and dad, in fact I kind of liked it that

    way. About all I remember of Mom was a hard, grouchy

    woman who complained a lot. There were times I sort of

    missed having a woman around, like when I started

    that. Anyway; with the help of daddy''s sister, Aunt

    Brenda, I managed to get through those times.

    In the next year and a half or so; I began to pay much

    more attention to Daddy''s frequent trips to the

    "Library". I noticed one night while watching that I

    was wet down there. I had awakened from my sleep with

    the same problem a few times and it felt funny. At

    first; I thought something was wrong with me; but Aunt

    Brenda explained that I was just "becoming a woman."

    "there" and sort of instinctually started stroking

    myself. IT FELT REALLY GOOD! After a little bit of

    THAT; I thought I was going to pass out! I must have

    had an o.r.g.a.s.m; ''cause I let out a yelp or something.

    Daddy yelled out from the bathroom, "Honey are you

    okay?"

    "Yeah, I''m fine, daddy," I replied and proceeded to

    make some sort of excuse about sticking myself with a

    pin or something. If he only knew how "fine" I was... I

    had never felt anything so wonderful IN MY LIFE!

    Not long after that, I came home from the mall one

    Saturday and Daddy was just coming out of the bathroom

    with a Playboy in his hand. I pretended at first not to

    notice the magazine; but Daddy was having trouble

    rolling the book up where I couldn''t see the cover. It

    seemed the harder he tried; the clumsier he got... and

    the harder I tried to pretend I didn''t see; the more my

    eyes went straight to the magazine.

    Then all of a sudden, someone''s voice said, "It''s okay,

    Daddy, I know about the Playboy stuff." OH CRAP! Was it

    me saying that!

    Daddy simply said, "Oh," and then he went into his

    bedroom. When he came out he no longer had the

    magazine; but he did have sort of an embarrassed look

    on his face.

    "Daddy, what do men like about books and stuff like

    that; with n.a.k.e.d women in them?" I blurted out.

    "Why do you ask such a thing?" Daddy almost spit out

    the words.

    "Because I see you with your Playboys, but you never

    read them in here in the living room or any thing; so I

    just wondered," I said, hoping that my answer made some

    sort of sense.

    "Well, honey, it''s sort of a private ''man'' thing." he

    said. It''s exciting for a man to see woman with little

    or no clothing on."

    "Well; I''m a young woman now. Does it excite you to see

    me like that?"

    "MISTY!!!" he almost screamed at me.

    "Dad, please don''t be mad at me... I just want to

    know!" I almost begged.

    He put his arm around my shoulders and pulled me close

    to him. "No honey, its different between fathers and

    daughters. Daughters aren''t supposed to excite their

    fathers."

    "Why?" I pressed.

    "Bcause they''re just not," he flatly stated. That

    pretty much ended the conversation.

    But it didn''t end for me in my head. Okay; call me

    weird or whatever, but I made up my mind right then

    that I would prove Daddy wrong. I started wearing less

    and less around the house. I would come out of the

    bathroom wearing nothing but a towel; and even let it

    slip down almost off my b.r.e.a.s.ts a time or two. But

    Daddy didn''t seem to notice! Damn It!

    One time when he was in the bathroom shaving, I left

    the door to my room open a little and stripped down to

    my bra and p.a.n.t.i.e.s and then pretended to be looking for

    an outfit to wear. Finally Daddy noticed! At least; I

    saw his head turn toward my room several times, he even

    nicked himself with his razor once. Even though I hoped

    he wasn''t hurt; I sort of giggled inside.

    Since there are no pictures yet; I will try to

    objectively describe myself for those of you who are

    wondering. I''m about 5 feet 4 inches tall with fairly

    long legs. I have long flowing blonde hair and green

    eyes. At last count I weighed 105 pounds. I keep a good

    tan, thanks in part to the above-ground pool daddy had

    installed a few years ago. My measurements are 34-

    a/22/35. I know; not much in the c.h.e.s.t department, but

    they are firm and cone-shaped with rose-pink n.i.p.p.l.es

    that turn up just a little at the ends.

    For my 14th birthday; Daddy let me invite some friends

    over. He let us play our music, dance, and just

    generally be teenagers. He even ordered a big pink and

    white cake that said "Happy Birthday, Misty" on it. We

    all had a great time; and when everyone had left, I

    just sat on my bed feeling older and more m.a.t.u.r.e

    somehow.

    During the party; Daddy had discreetly made himself

    invisible; which I thought was nice. Even though I

    think my Dad is cool, I know how other teens think of

    a.d.u.l.ts; so I went out to the living room to tell Daddy

    thanks. He was sitting in his recliner having his

    favorite drink:

    Jack Daniels and Coke. I walked over and sat down on

    the arm of his chair, put my arms around his neck,

    kissed his cheek and said, "You''re a pretty wonderful

    Father, Daddy... I love you so much."

    He hugged me closer and almost whispered, "I love you,

    too honey. Happy Birthday."

    "Can I taste that?" I asked, pointing to his drink.

    "I suppose it wouldn''t hurt. After all; you''re all

    grown up now." He grinned.

    At first it was tart, but mellowed with the sweetness

    of the Coke. I really liked it and asked, "Make me one

    daddy, PLEASE!?"

    "Are you sure honey? This stuff is pretty strong." He

    tried not to sound concerned.

    "Just one, daddy, PLEASE?!"

    "Okay, I suppose one won''t hurt. I need another one

    anyway."

    He went into the den and made himself another and made

    one for me. I sort of suspect that mine probably wasn''t

    as strong as his, but it still tasted great. We sat and

    watched TV and had our drinks slowly and quietly. After

    a while I started to feel calm and warm all over. I

    realized that even this weak drink was having an effect

    on me.

    "I think I''ll take a shower and get ready for bed," I

    said; trying not to wobble as I got out of my chair and

    floated to my bedroom. I stripped down to nothing and

    looked at myself in the mirror; trying to see if I was

    older or more of a woman now. Standing there n.a.k.e.d and

    knowing Daddy was just one thin wall away, I started to

    get damp in my crotch area. For just a split second;

    I almost walked out into the living room and announced,

    "Here, daddy, I''m all yours!" But I didn''t. I wrapped

    myself in large towel and went into the bathroom. The

    warm water running on me didn''t help get rid of those

    feelings I was having, either. I couldn''t help but

    linger a little in a few places as I washed myself. My

    n.i.p.p.l.es almost hurt; they were so tender and swollen.

    "What does it feel like for a man to kiss those?" I

    wondered.

    I''m not sure at what point during all this that I made

    up my mind to seduce my father that night; but it

    seemed like the only logical conclusion to this already

    strange evening. I dried my hair, wrapped a clean,

    fluffy towel around me and walked out into the living

    room. Judging from the amount of liquid in Daddy''s

    glass; I determined that he must be on at least his

    third drink.

    "Jus ''bout ready for bed, hon?" he almost slurred.

    "Yep" I answered saucily; trying to sound more sober

    than I was feeling right then. The Jack Daniels was

    definitely working on me!

    I still don''t know if I did it on purpose or it just

    happened and I let it or what; but, as I bent over to

    kiss Daddy, the towel I was wearing came loose and fell

    to the floor. For just a split second; I started to

    reach down and pick it up and cover myself; but I

    didn''t. Instead, I turned and sat on the arm of my very

    surprised daddy''s chair and hugged him.

    "Hon...hon...honey; don''t you think you should cover

    up?" he asked; but he didn''t sound like he really knew

    if he wanted me to or not.

    "Daddy, it doesn''t matter. You''ve seen me n.a.k.e.d before;

    so what''s the difference?"

    "The difference is that right now I''m a little drunk

    and your are a young woman and looking really good and

    it''s been a really long time for me." he rambled.

    I almost got tickled at how un-confused he was trying

    to sound. I hugged him tighter as I noticed a large

    bulge in his cut-offs. Then I placed his hand on my

    right b.r.e.a.s.t. He jerked it away as though my b.r.e.a.s.t was

    red-hot. (Which I felt it WAS!)

    "Honey, please don''t do this... pleeese." He sounded

    sort of pitiful.

    "It''s alright, daddy, I want this and so do you." I

    said; trying to sound grown-up and calm with what was

    happening. I reached down and put my hand on the bulge

    in daddy''s shorts and he m.o.a.n.e.d like a man in some sort

    of pain.

    "Hon...this ain''t right... you know it''s not right."

    "Daddy, it'' right if I want it. I''m the only woman in

    your life since Mom left and I really love you and I

    really want to help you feel better." I tried not to

    ramble on senselessly; but he had started tracing

    little circles around my n.i.p.p.l.e with his finger and I

    was being amazed at the feeling of his "thing" under my

    hand. I suddenly became brave and undid the top of

    daddy''s cut-offs and unzipped them. His organ almost

    LEAPED out. "MY GOD; IT''S BEAUTIFUL!!" I remember

    thinking.

    "Misty, Misty, Misty...Oh god...Shit"

    Daddy reached between my legs and touched me and I

    thought I would LEAVE THIS WORLD. As good as it had

    felt the times when I touched myself there; I wasn''t

    EVEN prepared for what daddy''s finger felt like as it

    went into the opening of my p.u.s.s.y. I''m not sure if I

    screamed or whimpered or cried or what... but I knew at

    that moment that this was something I was going like a

    lot more of.

    Almost in a haze, I felt daddy pick me up and carry me

    into his bedroom. As he laid me down on his huge, king-

    size bed, he had the most tender look on his face as he

    asked me; "Honey, are you sure about this?"

    "Yes Daddy; I''m VERY sure." I replied. I admit I was a

    little scared, but I knew I was going to be okay. Daddy

    kissed me in a way that he never had before. One boy at

    school had tried to "french" kiss me, but I don''t think

    he knew what the heck he was doing. With Daddy, it was

    HEAVEN!! I remember the feel of his beard stubble on my

    face; he feel of his hands on my shoulders as he held

    me closer and closer.

    And his rock-hard thing pressing into the flesh of my

    right t.h.i.g.h. And the hair on his c.h.e.s.t against my

    b.r.e.a.s.ts. All of these things going on at once was just

    about too much for me to stand. I never felt so GOOD in

    my life!!

    "Have you ever had...had...you know... well... s.e.x;

    before, Hon?" Daddy asked

    "No, never, Daddy...please be my first... will you;

    please, daddy?!''

    "Well, hon, it''s not exactly right; but I don''t think I

    could stop if I anted to now." There was almost a

    desperate tone to his voice.

    Daddy rolled me onto my back, and I think I

    instinctually spread my legs. Strange; but I don''t

    remember ever thinking of my daddy as "handsome"; but

    at that moment when he positioned himself above my nude

    body on his bed, I thought he was the most beautiful

    person I had ever seen.

    "This may hurt a little at first." he said with concern

    in his voice.

    "It''s okay; Daddy, it''s okay."

    He lowered himself gently onto me, kissed me, and then

    I felt the end of his thing going into me. As it

    swelled inside me, I almost cried from pure joy. Then;

    as it broke through my h.y.m.e.n, there was as spit-second

    of pain. But not unpleasant pain. Sort of like a pin

    prick. The extreme p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e of feeling this thing

    inside me far outdid any pain I could have felt. As

    Daddy pushed further and further into me; I remember

    thinking that that I couldn''t possibly feel any better

    than I was feeling righty then. But with each inch,

    came a bigger, deeper wave of ecstasy. Then came the

    ultimate!!!

    Daddy started ever-so-slowly withdrawing and

    reinserting his thing (which I know now is called his

    "d.i.c.k") in and out of me. Wave after wave of p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e

    swept over me; and daddy''s breathing was becoming more

    and more labored. His d.i.c.k was going in and out of me

    at a furious pace. I may have been m.o.a.ning or screaming

    or whatever... I''m not sure at this point. I just know

    that I WAS IN PURE HEAVEN!!!

    As I felt the torrents of o.r.g.a.s.m wash over me, all of a

    sudden daddy''s body tensed, jerked and he quickly

    pulled all the way out of me. "Got to catch it so I

    don''t get you pregnant." He said almost apologetically.

    Right at that moment I wouldn''t have cared if he had

    planted a LITTER in me. But I knew he was right to pull

    it out; even though I felt as though I was parting with

    an old friend.

    Afterwards, we lay in each others arms and c.a.r.e.s.sed and

    kissed. I don''t think it''s possible to feel more love

    for someone than I felt for my Daddy at that moment. We

    have a drink or two ever now and then and we always

    wind up having s.e.x. If I could I would have it every

    day...all day! I may change my mind later, but for now

    I just want s.e.x with my wonderful father. He is so

    sweet and I love him so much!

    The other night during one of our sessions, Daddy began

    kissing my lower stomach and t.h.i.g.hs. WOW!! This was a

    whole new set of feelings!! He promised me then that

    next time he will teach me about oral s.e.x.

    I CAN''T WAIT!