In the popular magazines they say it is quite normal for little girls to have sexual fantasies involving their fathers. It must be true because I sure did. Puberty, fantasies and masturbation all came about the same time for me. Daddy was a larger than life man for me at the time. Mama had died when I was ten.

After Mama died there were lots of women in and out of the house. None stayed too long though. I hated all of them. Daddy never cared about any of them enough to force me to be nice to them.

I lost my cherry at seventeen. It was to a boy a summer band camp. I had always been a big fish at my small private school. At the large band camp, I was a nobody. I was just one of a hundred attractive, but not quite beautiful teenagers. Several of the girls were beautiful. They got the best looking boys.

The boy who got my cherry was attractive, but certainly no really big time stud. Hell, I might have gotten his cherry. Sex was a little disappointing, I mean the boy who took my cherry was clumsy. I felt almost nothing when we fucked. I didn't have time. It was over much too soon.

After that one episode, I returned to my small private high school. I didn't slip again, until I convinced my father to allow me to go to a large college. I wanted to be around a lot of kids. I hated the small school where everyone knew exactly what you were doing all the time.

At the end of my first semester, I met Logan. Logan was a junior and cool as hell. The day I met him, I was standing in a line registering for my second semester classes. Logan walked up to me then said, "I'll bet you are a virgin."

I was shocked. No one had ever been so blunt before. It turned me on. "Not really," I answered.

"Good virgins are no fun. You want to go out tonight?" he asked.

"Not if all you have in mind is to fuck me," I answered.

"Okay dinner, a movie, then I fuck you." He said with a wicked smile.

"Yes to dinner, yes to the movie, and maybe to the other," I replied.

"Well, I guess that is fair. Meet me at seven in the coffee shop at the student union." He demanded it as he walked away.



I met him at exactly seven. I had to walk around the union a few minutes before entering the coffee shop. I didn't want to appear eager. He was sitting at a table with two other boys when I entered. I waited for him to come to me.

"Hi, I'm glad you came. You want to meet my friends?" He asked.

"Not unless they are going with us." I replied.

"Not tonight," he answered leading me away.

Logan leaned close to me during dinner. He was charming and intelligent. He was obviously also on the make. We went to the movie within walking distance of the campus. Although we both had cars, it was just easier to go there. Also, it was nice for me to be seen in the company of a handsome young man.

After the movie Logan and I went to the ice cream shop, also near the campus. "So how about the fuck? You want to do it or not?" Logan asked.

"You are really a romantic," I laughed.

"Look, sex and romance don't always have to go together. If that were the case, women would not have sex very often. Hell I never would." He laughed.

I was simply playing along when I asked. "Logan, are you any good at it? Fucking I mean."

"Actually, I am very good at it. Not only that, I have an eight-inch dick." He said with a wicked smile.

The size thing didn't impress me. I had nothing with which to compare. "Okay Logan, you get one chance. If you don't make me happy, I am going to spread the word all over school." I said.

"If I make you cum in waves, will you spread that all over school?" He asked.

"Sure why not," I answered.

Logan had a private room in the dorm. He must have been rich since those things are expensive. We were inside the room with the door locked before Logan kissed me for the first time. I had been kissed before but not like that. His tongue teased my lips then buried itself deep in my mouth. It was so passionate that I was gasping for air when he broke the kiss. I was so turned on that I hardly felt him open the buttons to my blouse. I felt it when he lifted my tits from my bra. I felt it when he gently stroked my hard nipples.

I was getting even more turned on, though I wouldn't have believed it. Logan returned to kissing me while he held one of my breasts in his hand. He kissed me passionately and stroked my breast while I became even more lost in the feelings. With the kiss burning on my lips, I hardly notice his second hand working at my belt.

He hardly seemed to fumble at all as he opened, first my belt, then the button to my jeans. I barely felt his hand move inside my panties. I was so lost in the feelings flooding through my body. I barely felt his hand move through my pubic hair. I jolted as his finger found my clit. He moved it from right to left and I felt the orgasm build then explode within seconds. I had to break the kiss to breathe. I tried to pull him closer but he denied me this body. I was forced to pump my hips against an invisible lover.

"Please, no more," I whispered as he continued to stroke my sensitive clit.

"There is always one more," he said in a deep husky voice.

He was right. I slowly built to another climax. This one was based purely on his hand stroking my clit. The only passion came from the burning in my pussy. I had separated the feelings in my pussy from my body. I came in a flood of relief. I could tell I soaked my already damp panties. I was in such a trembling state that I hardly heard Logan when he spoke. I just did as he ordered.

I whimpered when stroked me to another near orgasm. He knew when I was close. He removed his hand to step back from me. I watched through a fog of lust as he unzipped his jeans. He struggled, then removed his long hard dick. "Touch it," he whispered.

I was fascinated, but also well beyond denying him anything. I moved to close the three feet between us. I stood very close as I wrapped my hand around his hard dick. I stroked it gently and found that the skin moved over the hardness of his dick. I also felt his knees buckle as I stroked his hard dick. I knew from trashy books that I could stroke him until he came.

"Now kiss it," He whispered. I became alarmed at that point. I neither moved to do it, nor did I protest. I did nothing at all. "Kiss it bitch," Logan demanded almost angrily.

Far from turning me off, his demanding tone gave me the excuse to do what I wanted to do. I had often wondered what it would be like to take a dick into my mouth. I slowly dropped to my knees. I kissed first the shaft. I was afraid of the head of his dick since it dripped cum. I kissed then licked the shaft of his dick while he moaned his pleasure.

I got even more turned on by the feel of his dick and the forbiddenness of the act that I actually covered the head of his dick with my mouth. I was even turned on by the feel of his hands in my hair, forcing me to take his dick even deeper into my mouth. I took it so deep that I gagged.

It must have been something instinctual because I knew that I must stroke it with my mouth as I had with my hand. I felt his smooth, hard dick stroke my pallet and tongue as I moved my mouth back and forth on it. I moved slowly at first so that I could get the full sensations of his dick moving inside my mouth. I could feel Logan begin to pump his hips at my face. He was fucking my mouth. The thought of it caused the pressure which was already building in my pussy to reach the boiling point. I came with a bone jarring intensity as I continued to allow him to fuck my mouth. I felt Logan's dick get even harder in my mouth. I felt his pumping lose any recognizable rhythm. I didn't know it was an indication he was about to cum.

"I'm going to cum," Logan moaned.

I tried to pull away from his dick. Logan held my head in place with his hands in my hair. He continued to pump my mouth as I struggled to free myself from the probe. Suddenly I felt thick globs of his cum filled my mouth. There was so much of it that I was forced to swallow it or choke. I was so busy swallowing that I couldn't taste it until he finished. The taste was indescribable. It wasn't sweet, nor was it bitter. It tasted kind of like a raw oyster but not really. I wasn't sick from the taste just overwhelmed. I actually began to suck his withering dick again.

Logan lifted me up, then pulled my pants down. He sat me on his bed. "I am going to have to kill a little time before I can fuck you." He said it as he spread my legs. "After all, one good turn deserves another."

I felt his rough tongue on my slick pussy lips. He licked it clean while driving me up the wall. I was so turned on from having sucked his dick that I came from the merest touch of his tongue. When he moved to suck my clit into his mouth, I was already in the throws of an orgasm. It seemed to go on forever as he continued to suck my clit.

I was so sensitive I begged him to stop. He didn't seemed to hear or he didn't care. My pussy was on fire as I came yet again. I lost count of how many times I came. I was still throbbing when he pushed me down on the bed.

First I felt his weight on me, then I felt his dick prodding my pussy. He couldn't get the angle right. I couldn't believe it but I reached between my legs to guide him to my pussy lips. We were both so turned on that he was able to enter me with ease. My pussy was tight but filled with lubricants.

I could feel the walls of my pussy spread as his dick pressed deeper. It was slightly painful but it also was much more pleasurable. I felt his dick deep inside my pussy, then I felt it being drawn out. I almost screamed for him not to leave. I need not have been concerned. He drove it inside me again. When he did his pubic bone struck my clit, I fired off a small orgasm.

I was thrilled as he repeated his move over and over. I was cumming almost constantly as he worked his dick inside me. I had passed the point of simply cumming before he finished. I was lost in a world of red. Everything was gone from my mind except the feelings in my pussy.

When Logan came it was with a groan. I held him tight as he emptied his cum into me. I could feel the thick burning cum as it shot deeper inside me. It was a wonderful feeling. We lay locked in each other's arms for a long time. At least, I think it was a long time. Logan was the first to rise.

He shakily went into the bathroom. I head a rush of water as he did whatever it was he was doing. "Are you on the pill?" he asked from the bathroom door.

"No, I hadn't planed to have sex tonight." I said honestly.

Logan disappeared back into the bathroom. When he returned, he had a glass of water and a small pack of pills. "Here," he said thrusting the pack to me. "Take these."

I read the pack before I took them. I found the pack to contain the new morning after birth control pills. The pack warned me not to take more than one dose per month. I swallowed the pills, thinking how unromantic it was. I did it, not only because Logan was insistent, but also because I didn't want to get pregnant. When I had swallowed the pills, I found the water cut the thick taste of his cum from my mouth.

"You better get yourself some kind of protection." Logan advised.

"Why, this isn't going to happen again," I said positively.

"Sure it is. Honey you are a natural. Once a girl like you has been fucked, I mean really fucked, she can never go back." Logan said.

"Well this is never going to happen again." I said.

'Whatever," Logan said with a smile. "I think it is time you went home."

I lifted my pants from the floor. I dressed quickly, then went into his bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror. I was surprised to find that I looked no different. I mean I looked calm and slightly flushed but I didn't look any different really.

When I returned to the room, Logan was already in bed. "Aren't you going to walk me home?" I asked bewildered.

"Why, I already got what I wanted from you. Call me when you want an encore." He said it turning his back to me.

Tears filled my eyes as I walked from his room. Fortunately I didn't meet anyone in the hall. I left his dorm, then returned to my own. Marge my roommate was already asleep. I quietly slipped into bed. I drifted off to sleep to the memories of how Logan's dick had felt in my mouth and pussy. I even came in my sleep.

Logan was right. The Genie was out of the bottle. I found that I wanted Logan again the next day. I fought against it but was too weak to resist. I was on the verge of calling him before I went to the university doctor. I was fitted with a diaphragm that very day.

I called Logan that night. "Hi, this is Rose," I said to his machine. "Give me a call if you have a minute." I was disgusted with myself. An hour or so later he returned my call.

"So Rose, I guess you decided you like to fuck after all." he guessed.

"Why else would I call an asshole like you?" I countered.

"Now, now let's not be rude. I might not want to fuck you again," he said.

The idea of that had never crossed my mind. I had been too busy with my own feeling to even think about Logan's. He might not have enjoyed the sex as much as I had. I was after all a novice. "Well you decide. Do you want me again or not?" I asked terrified at the answer.

"Like I said baby, you are a natural. Sure, come on over around ten," he said.

"I had kind of hoped for a date," I said.

"Why, we both know what you want. Ain't no sense wasting all that time. Besides I need to study," Logan said.



I knocked on his door at exactly ten. Logan allowed me into the room. I found Logan was not alone. "This is Josh. He is my study partner." Logan turned to Josh. "Josh this is Rose. I told you all about her." Logan said again looking at me.

"Hi Rose," Josh said as he stood.

"Don't leave Josh," Logan said. "Rose here can do us both." He turned to face me. "Can't you Rose?"

His words caused me to gasp. I wanted to turn and walk out of the room. I even tried to make myself move. I couldn't leave and I couldn't answer. I stood rooted to the floor. Logan took my silence for the agreement that it was.

Logan closed the space between us then kissed me deeply. I couldn't help the rise in my passion level. I was so turned on that I moaned. When he broke the kiss there was no more pretense, he stepped back then unbuttoned my blouse. I watched as he popped the buttons. My brain was reduced to the speed of thick syrup, flowing from a bottle.

"Come on baby, don't just stand there, take my dick out," Logan demanded.

I did as he ordered with no thought to Josh sitting in the chair at Logan's desk. I had Logan's dick in my hand stoking it as he pushed the blouse from my shoulders. I released Logan's dick long enough to remove the blouse from my arm. I took his dick just as soon as the blouse was gone.

I climbed even higher as my breasts were freed from the confines of my bra. I again removed my hand from Logan's dick but only long enough to push the bra aside. I stood naked to the waist while stroking Logan's dick. Logan took a breast into his mouth. It was the first time I had ever felt sucking at my dry tit. I moaned my pleasure.

Logan sucked it only a minute then stopped. "Don't stop," I demanded.

"Easy bitch, you got two of them. Come on Josh, help me out here," Logan demanded.

Logan returned to my right tit. I watched as Josh moved to stand beside us. He bent then took my left tit into his mouth. The feeling of two men sucking my tits was wild. I actually came from the feeling. Without being prompted I removed my hand from Logan's dick long enough to free Josh's dick. I took one in each hand. Josh's dick was smaller but that didn't matter to me.

I had a dick in each hand and a man at each tit. I was in heaven. My knees began to buckle as I came repeatedly. It was Logan who pushed me down on the bed. I sat on the edge while one of them stood on either side of me. Sitting on the bed it was easier to stroke their dicks but I had lost the feeling of their mouths on my tits. To compensate I stopped stroking them long enough to place a hand from each on my aching breasts. I continued to jack their dicks while they teased my hard nipples. I knew what Logan expected so I bent slightly and took his dick into my mouth. I continued to stroke Josh. I felt the wonderful hardness of Logan's dick. I could feel its heat and smoothness as it passed over the roof of my mouth. I stroked it with my mouth several times then pulled off it. I thought Logan would object but he seemed satisfied with the stroking of my hand. I bent to take Josh's dick into my mouth. It felt the same as Logan's. I had switched merely to find out if there was any difference in them. I sucked and stoked his dick with my mouth for a long time. When he began to pump at my mouth, I switched back to Logan. So far, I was the only one who had cum. I had cum several times.

I had Logan's dick in my mouth when I heard him ask Josh, "Which end do you want?" His voice was thick and husky.

"I want her mouth," Josh said in a squeaky voice.

"On your knees bitch," Josh growled.

"Wait," I said. "I have to put my diaphragm in."

"Good, I wouldn't mind seeing that." Josh squeaked.

"No, I'll go into the bathroom," I suggested.

"No way bitch," Logan said. "We want to watch."

The two of them watched me as I inserted the diaphragm into my pussy. I worked it as the doctor had said. I watched the two of them as I manipulated the piece of rubber inside my pussy.

With the diaphragm in place, I dropped from the bed and got on my hands and knees on the floor. Logan moved behind me. I felt him guide his dick into my pussy. In that position my pussy was even tighter. I felt his dick force its way into my throbbing pussy. It filled me as his dick pushed deeper into me. His dick pushed the diaphragm deeper into my pussy.

Logan began to fuck my pussy. I was so high I hardly noticed Josh kneel at my head. He lifted my head with a hand tangled in my hair. When my head was on a level with his dick, I opened my mouth to him. I felt his dick move in my mouth. I had no control over the movements. I was being pounded from the rear by Logan. I was suddenly being pounded from the front by Josh. The two boy's rhythms were different. I was going mad from all the different sensations. I found myself in one continual orgasm. It rolled though me like waves on the ocean.

I felt Logan stiffen first. I felt his cum but it didn't shoot deep in me as it had before. I seemed to pool inside my pussy and burn its way into my brain. Logan withdrew his dick from my pussy. I have no idea what he did afterward. I was lost in the feeling of Josh's dick in my mouth. I worked at it until he finally stiffened then shot his load deep into my throat. I swallowed hard and often to keep up with his cum. A few seconds after he shot his load he removed his wilting dick from my mouth. I continued to move on the invisible lover in my pussy. They must have had quite a show as I worked to come down from my high.

I heard the two of them as if in a dream. "I told you she was a natural." Logan said.

"She is probably the best cock sucker, I have ever seen. Are you sure you were the first. I mean she sucks a dick like she has been doing it for years." Josh said.

"I told you man, I had to almost force her the other night. She just took to it like a pro." Logan answered.

"So how is her pussy," Josh asked.

"Her pussy is so tight it hurts to fuck her." Logan said. "If you can get it up, she will show you."

"Are you kidding, I came so hard it will be days before I can get it up again."

"Don't worry, she will be back. Next time you can fuck her in the pussy." Logan said.

"So what do we do with her now. I mean she is still cumming." Josh said.

"I'm damn sure not going to share her with anyone else." Logan said. "See what's in her pocket book."

"Why?" Josh asked.

"If she is going to use a diaphragm, she is going to have to clean her pussy between fucks, otherwise she is going to be too sloppy to enjoy."

"Nothing in here," Josh said.

I was still rocking back and forth when Logan pulled my head by the hair. It was painful but not so much as to stop the small waves that still rocked my body. "Get yourself a bag woman. Just in case we want to fuck you more than once," Logan said before he released my hair.

The two of them left the room. I rocked a few more minutes, then collapsed on the floor. When I had rested enough to dress, I did. I left the room knowing I would be back.

For the next four months it became a twice weekly event. I would go to Logan's room and fuck them both. They would douche me between fucks. The two of them would take me into the shower insert the tip into my pussy then shoot hot water inside my pussy to wash away the previous cum. I was almost always too far into the sex to help. I gladly fucked either of them. I also sucked them off almost every time I visited.

Josh and Logan were seniors. They graduated that year, I was left alone without them. The summer at home with my father was miserable. I masturbated constantly but it just wasn't the same. I also began to have a terribly strong desire to fuck my father. I successfully fought against it.

It was well into the next school year before I found a replacement for Logan. He was no Logan but he was willing to learn. I controlled him rather than being controlled by him. I managed to get my pussy eaten regularly. I found that I liked being in control. With Eddie, I didn't have to suck his dick. I did because I enjoyed it, almost as much as he did. After a few months, I tired of having only one man. Eddie wasn't the type to go for a threesome, so I moved on.

Without Logan and Josh, I turned to yet another new adventure. I began seducing men. I would pick a man who obviously had no interest in me. I would then go after him. I worked on it until I got so good, I could seduce even the most unwilling. It was the challenge I guess. I hadn't give up regular sex of course. I would be fucking one guy while working on another.

During those years, I fucked regularly at school and dreamed of my father fucking me during every summer. In my senior year, I decided to try an older man. I wanted to know if there was a difference.

His name was Mike Williams. He was one of the professors. I chose him because, frankly, he reminded me of my father. He was about my father's age and he was very married. I decided I was going to fuck him. I didn't have him for a class and I really wasn't interested in having a real affair with him. I just wanted to see if first, I could fuck him and then if it was as good as I hoped.

I planned it for weeks. First I introduced myself to him at the coffee shop. I explained that I wasn't one of his students but that I found him interesting. I had heard one of his lectures. He was, like all men, flattered that I was interested. We talked for some time about his life. It was a bore but necessary. I met him several times at the coffee shop.

At our last meeting there he said, "I am going to be giving a lecture at the auditorium on Sunday night. If you would like, I have a couple of tickets. You could come to the lecture."

"Sure, I would love to hear you speak again," I said.

I had never expressed any personal interest in him so when I asked, "Could we meet after to discuss it?" he didn't suspect a thing.

"Sure, I don't have to rush home or anything. Sally will be at her mother's," he said. He was so dumb, he meant it just as he said it. It was certainly no invitation to engage in sex.

His lecture was as boring as the first one. Which explains why the auditorium was filled with only his students. When he finished his lecture, he went back stage. I was the only one who followed him. I found him sitting alone in a dressing room.

"So, what did you think?" he asked.

"Fascinating," I said as I moved to stand beside him. I spread his legs and knelt between them. He looked shocked as I unzipped his pants. I actually think he was frightened.

"What are you doing?" He gasped it as I removed his dick from his underwear.

"I'm going to show you how much I enjoyed your lecture," I said bending to take his dick into my mouth. His dick didn't get hard for several minutes. When it did, it was a monster. I sucked on it deliberately trying not to get too turned on. I heard his moans as I worked back and forth on his dick. I waited until he began to move his hips against my mouth before I pulled away. Fortunately the chair had no arms. I had worn a skirt because I had planned everything. I quickly removed my panties, then lowered myself onto his dick. I rocked back and forth until I came several times. The professor was moaning and mumbling something under his breath. I was too turned on to listen. When I looked down at him during one of my biggest orgasms I saw my father's face. I shuddered as the climax got even stronger.

When I finally got enough, he still hadn't cum. I returned to kneel between his legs. I took his dick into my mouth. It was the first time I had ever sucked a dick which had been inside me. His dick tasted different than it had before. I sucked it hard and fast. I felt him begin to pump against my mouth quickly. I sucked it even harder as he filled my mouth with his cum. I swallowed as much as I could. Some of it tricked down my chin, then onto my while blouse. He moaned and shuddered even after he came. I sucked him a few minutes after he came. It was just to be friendly.

After I released his dick from my mouth, I allowed him to watch me as I replaced my panties. I turned without a word and left him shuddering in the chair. I never saw him again. He had fulfilled his purpose.

I moved back home after graduation. I took a job in one of the local banks. I made a rule not to have sex with anyone I met at the bank. Even I was smart enough to know that it would only cause trouble.

I was still sucking dicks and getting fucked but I was restless. I was around my father enough to know that I wanted him to fuck me. I was too afraid to make a move on him. I couldn't afford to have him toss me out of the house. I didn't think he would, but I couldn't be sure.

I begin by becoming more affectionate with daddy. It was just a grateful daughter kind of thing at first. You know a hug when he did something nice for me. I would even sit near him on the sofa on the few times we watched TV together.

I was still getting laid by some of the local boys, but I knew by then what I really wanted. I wanted to fuck my dad. I continued the hugs. They slowly began to become longer and more frequent. If daddy noticed, he never commented.

I had been living at home again for almost a year when I came home from a date one night. I found daddy sitting on the sofa, with a drink in his hand. I had never seen my father drunk, let alone in tears.

"What's wrong daddy?" I asked.

"Nothing honey, I just got in a mood tonight. Having you around all grown up just seems to remind me of your mom. You know you look almost exactly like her," he said slurring his words.

I saw my chance and I took it. "Maybe I should move out." I got the reaction I wanted he looked terrified. "I mean, if I remind you so much of her." I continued.

"No honey, now that you are here, I don't want to lose you, at least not until you get married." He said miserably.

I sat on the sofa beside him. I laid my head on his shoulder. "Daddy, I love you and I don't ever want to leave you. There are no men out there half as good as you." I said meaning every word of it.

"I don't want you to go either. I mean you are the reason I get up in the mornings. Without you I would have no reason to go on." He said.

"Surely you have had other women since mom died?" I asked.

"No, I could never find anyone like your mother. She had more to offer than anyone I ever met," he said.

"What things did Mama do for you?" I asked.

"Lots of different things," Daddy replied drunkenly.

I knew he was drunk enough to tell me, if I asked. "What did mom do in bed that other women can't?" I asked.

He had a far away look when he answered. "Honey, I can't talk to you about those things. I mean you are just a little girl."

I took his head in my hands and turned it to me. "Daddy, take a good look. I am not a little girl anymore." He looked at me for the first time, really looked at me. "Just pretend you are talking to mama. You should tell me everything," I demanded.

I saw a different look in his eyes just before he began. "Maggie, I have missed you so much." He actually was talking to mama. "I cant seem to make sense of the feelings I have any more. I look at Rose but I see you. Sometimes when she hugs me it is like hugging you. I have to push her away before she realizes the effect she has on me. I swear I would never touch her but when I hold her it is so much like holding you." Daddy began to cry.

Even if I hadnt already wanted to fuck him, I would have then. I pulled him to my breast as he cried. "Dont worry Bear. It is all right. I know what you want." My mother had been the only person to ever call him Bear. It was a pet name they shared.

"Maggie?" I heard him mumble against my breast.

"For tonight, I will be Maggie," I whispered. "Do the things to me you want to do to Maggie."

Daddy began to unbutton my blouse. I tensed in anticipation. I could hardly wait as he fumbled drunkenly with the buttons. "Let me," I said as I replaced his hands with my own. I made quick work of the blouse. Lord knows, I had enough practice. I wore only front hook bras these days. It made my life so much easier. When my breasts were free, I pulled his head hard against my right tit. I felt him suck the hard nipple into his mouth. I was so turned on that the world seemed to no longer exist. The only thing I could think was, "God yes daddy, suck my tits." I moaned gratefully as he nursed at my dry tit. We were sitting on the sofa but had turned toward each other. I dropped my hand to his dick and found it large and hard. While he sucked at my tit, I unzipped his pants to free his dick. When I had it in my hand, I stroked it slowly. I knew I had him now. He couldnt stop even when he realized whose tit he had in his mouth.

I pulled his head from my tit, while still stroking his head slippery dick. "Kiss me daddy," I demanded. He knew then what he was doing. If I hadnt had his dick in my hand, he might have refused. Instead he allowed me to pull his lips to my own. I slipped my tongue into his mouth. He responded by losing himself in me.

I pulled his head away from my lips only long enough to demand, "Play with my pussy." It was an order and he knew it. He responded instantly. I returned to kissing him while his hand moved up my leg. He moved aside the nylon of my panties. He knew what to do. He moved to my clit bypassing my throbbing pussy. I came as he touched me. I rocked my hips against his hand as he touched me.

I pulled his head away so that I could breathe. I was gasping for air as I never had before. "God Daddy, you have the best dick. I want to suck it till you cum in my mouth. Would you like that daddy?" I asked. He didnt answer. "Daddy did mama suck your dick?"

"Yes," he moaned.

"Did you eat her pussy?" I asked.

"Yes," He moaned even louder.

"Do you want me to suck your dick?" I asked pressing my naked breasts against him.

"Yes, suck my dick," He shouted.

"First eat my pussy. Come on daddy, eat your little girls pussy." I released his dick, then pushed him from the sofa as I spoke. He looked more sober as he knelt between my legs. He quickly pulled my panties off. He then buried his head between my spread legs. I felt his rough tongue as he licked the swollen lips of my pussy. I was the one moaning as he inserted his tongue into my dripping pussy.

"Come on daddy, suck my clit. I am cumming so hard please suck my clit." He moved immediately to take my engorged clit into his mouth. He licked and sucked on it until I came in violent convulsions. I was weak when I begged, "Please stop."

He returned to his seat beside me. I could tell he was lost in the fog as much as I was. He didnt need to be told this time. He kissed me deeply for a few minutes. I was again gasping for air as he broke the kiss. I was surprised when he spoke. "Suck my dick Rose," He knew exactly who I was. I didnt need a second command. I dropped like a rock to the floor. I spread his legs, then captured his dick in my mouth. I sucked it slow and deep. It took some time but I felt his dick begin to stiffen even more in my mouth. When he began pumping my mouth, I knew he was near cumming. I wanted his dick in my pussy when he came but even more I wanted to control him. I sucked on it until he came in my mouth. I gulped it down but couldnt capture it all.

"God baby, you are a better cocksucker than your mother," daddy said.

I had him and I knew it even if he didn't. "I want you to fuck me daddy," I said.

"Baby, I will do anything for you, but I cant do it again so soon." he said.

"Sure you can," I said returning to his dick. I licked and sucked it until it was hard once more. When I had it standing hard and erect, I got to my feet. I removed my clothes quickly. I found my purse then removed my diaphragm. I looked him right in the eyes while I moved it between my legs. I looked at him while he moved his eyes to watch me insert it into my pussy. When it was inside me, I took his dick in my hand. I stroked it a few times, just to get it rigid again. When it was ready, I sat on it. His dick moved inside my slippery pussy without any problem. Once I had it all buried inside me I rested on his dick for a few seconds then began to rock on it. I had eye contact with him as I rocked.

I maintained control long enough to ask, "How does my pussy feel?"

"God, it is wonderful." Daddy said.

"Is it the best pussy you ever felt?" I asked.

"Oh yes," he answered.

"Tell me about your little girl's pussy," I demanded.

"Baby, your pussy is wet and tight. I can feel your muscles milking my dick. God baby, I want to cum in you so bad." he moaned.

"Daddy, you can't cum like this, but I can. When I have cum enough, I am going to let you fuck me in a way that you can cum. I want to feel your cum inside me." I moaned.

I came several times while looking into my daddy's eyes. Finally I stood dragging his hard dick from my pussy. I moved to my hands and knees on the floor. "Come on daddy, I want your cum. I have tasted it, now I want it in my pussy," I begged.

He knelt behind me then inserted his hot dick into my pussy. I could feel his dick better that way. I came better sitting on it. I felt him push deep inside me. I moved with his strokes so that I could help him cum. "Come on Daddy, fuck your baby. Fuck me faster. Fuck me harder. Fuck your little girl." I begged just before he filled my pussy with hot cum. He collapsed onto my back after he came. His weight pushed me to the floor. I felt his dick withdraw.

I rolled over to lay beside him. "God, daddy that was great. Now let's go to bed." I said standing. I helped him to his feet. Once upstairs I went into his room. I was naked but he was still dressed. I lay in the bed waiting for him to undress. When he was naked he came to the bed. He tried to turn away from me but I pulled him to me.

"I'm not finished with you just yet," I said. "I want you to eat your cum out of me." I wanted to make damned sure I had him

He moved between my legs without any objection. I came again as he licked and sucked me clean. When he had finished, he returned to lie beside me. This time there was no pretense. He held me in his arms until I fell asleep.

I awoke before him that next morning. I pulled the covers off him and sucked his limp dick into my mouth. I continued to suck it until he woke up. I heard him moan as his dick got hard. I didn't want him to have any misunderstanding about the night before. When his dick was hard, I sat on it. I felt it move deep inside me. I leaned forward so that I could look him in the eye while I rocked on his dick.

"Come on Daddy, you fucked me last night. I want you to fuck me again. Come on baby, shove your wonderful dick in me. Come on," I begged. He responded by bucking his hips. His movement helped me cum. Since he hadn't, I moved to my hands and knees beside him. "Come on daddy, I want your cum in me."

He hesitated only a second, then moved between my legs. He guided his dick into me. I felt him pump me for a long time until he finally shot a pussy full of cum inside me. He collapsed on top of me again. I rolled him off, then turned to his gasping body.

"We need to talk," I said wrapping my hand around his withered dick. "I am going to be sleeping with you from now on. Understand. I have been wanting this to happen for years. You didn't seduce me. I seduced you. I don't want you to feel any guilt about this. From now on, you and I will be living like I always wanted." I said.

"Baby, this feels good but it isn't right," he said.

"It feels wonderful, as for the other so what. Right is whatever I say it is. Daddy, you know you want to fuck me again. I know I want you to, so there is no problem." He agreed reluctantly. It didn't matter so long as he agreed.

From then until my daddy died ten years later, I didn't fuck anyone else. He was over fifty when he died in a traffic accident. I was grief stricken beyond words. It took me almost six months before I even went out with another man. None of them could compare with my daddy.

The end