An incestious attraction to my eleven year old daughter part III

Part three of a father’s incestious desire to breed his preteen daughter

It’s around 8 pm and I am lying down in my bed with the TV on not really watching but thinking about the day that I had with Hannah. I have never in my life thought about her sexually or in any way that I have these past twenty hours, but the more I think about it, the more that it makes total sense. Her mother left me when Hannah was just a child and I haven’t had sexual contact with anyone in eleven years and the only person that I truly love in my life is my eleven, going on, twelve year old daughter. But before today, it was a different kind of love, a parental love because that’s how I viewed myself with her, as a parent. Then in just a few moments of a perverted act, it became more than parental love. It blossomed into a husband and wife type of love, which I do not believe that I am entirely prepared for. Especially impregnating my daughter with my seed and allowing her to bear her brothers and sisters as her own children. Sigh.

I pondered all of this for about forty-five minutes and I conclude that it’s not a crazy concept because as of now I am truly in love with Hannah, and when one is in love with an individual the next thing to do is both should move in together. Well, since we have that taken care of and we are already living together, I’m going to invite her to give up her bedroom and move into my bedroom and share a bed with me. Then after we are sharing a bed with one another the only logical step would be to ask her hand in marriage. Then after we are married, the next logical step after that is for us to have children together. Then happily, the two of us will raise a big, healthy family together, loving one another as we already do as I attempt to hide this from my entire family including my five siblings. Shit! I didn’t think about them.

My mind is made up and I am going to execute this plan into action. I will cross the bridge of telling my mother and my siblings when I get to it, but for now, I will shut up and keep my mind to it. Hannah is in the seventh grade and has five years of school left. She can go to college wherever she desires even if we have children together. At the rate she is going I’m sure she’ll be in college in just another two or three years. I have banked enough money at age thirty that if I wanted to retire today, I have enough to comfortably keep all of us living happily for decades to come. Hell, the only reason I work now is out of pure boredom. I’d have to sit all day long in an empty house waiting for Hannah to get home and after she grows older I’d see her less and less leaving me entirely alone with nothing to do with my spare time.

“I wonder if she’s got a plan”, I think aloud and continue, “ bet that little rascals got this all planned out written down in her computer with checklists, graphs, and charts of when and how we are going to make this happen.” About an hour has gone by since I ravished my daughter’s little pink pussy, making her cum at least three times, so I stand up and walk over to her bedroom thinking the entire time of how sexually intelligent and composed she is. I mean she’s always had a passion for things in her life, but to have a passion for me, her father, well, that blows my mind entirely.

Here I’ve been thinking that I will be alone for the rest of my life because I have no interest in going out to find a woman to court, fall in love with, move in together, only to figure out that we aren’t compatible with one another. And I have been living with the perfect obedient little girl for the past eleven years and have just now even considered her as a potential mate. We make a perfect couple. We love one another, we don’t fight or argue, she is obedient to my words as I consider hers, and although I haven’t had intercourse with her, sex up to this point has been great, we know one another very well and so on and so forth.

Totally discovering each other sexually is the last and final frontier. It’s the last hurdle that we need to get over in order for this new concept of a relationship to work. “Hannah, “I called out to her, anticipating her sweet little girly voice.

Her bedroom door opens abruptly, “Yes Daddy,” She has a huge smile on her face.

“Whatch doin,” I am attempting to remember everything that I wanted to say to her.

“Nuthin.” She puts one finger up at her chin as her eyes look up and to the left, “I have been thinking quite a bit about…Now don’t get upset okay…”

I nod in silence as she pauses, making sure that I am in full compliance, “…I have been pondering the idea of marrying you and having children with you.”

I smile at her without any words except, “Baby girl, I have been thinking about it too. Get your shoes on, we are going somewhere.” I start to walk away to gather my wallet and FOB downstairs on the credenza.

She looks at me dumbfounded and confused, “But, but daddy…where are we going, I’m not finished…?”

She can barely hear me as I have walked away, “You’ll see just get your shoes on.”

HANNAH’S PERSPECTIVE

“Okay daddy,” I shuffle back into my room in search of my size 6 Chuck Taylor’s mumbling under my breath to myself, “I really wanted to show daddy my master plan damn it, but you just walked away. I’ll have your babies, alright, then you can take care of them as I hang out and go to the pool.” I laugh out loud as I put on my shoes, bending down to tie the laces, “Naaaa, I love you so much daddy and I’d be more than happy if you allowed me the privilege to bear your children for you,” I keep thinking to myself.

My name is Hannah, I’m an eleven year old precocious, highly intelligent little girl who prefers larger cock than smaller ones. How do I know this fact, it’s because I just seem to know things without having to really experience them. I am not sexually advanced nor am I very experienced but daddy is changing this fact slowly and for sure. I am looking forward to finally allowing and having daddy with his huge cock finally penetrate this eleven year old little pussy taking my virginity but I do not believe that his cock will fit inside of my tight little pussy for now, therefore it will most likely be necessary for us to stretch it out somehow. Daddy loves to exaggerate especially when it comes to the size of his cock. He has most likely stated that he has a 9.5”, a 10.5” and possibly an 11.5 inch cock that is 3” to 3.5” wide, right, but his cock is nowhere near these dimensions. Although as an eleven year old curious little girl, I would love to invite a cock that big just to see it in my tiny hands, daddy’s cock is more like 7.5 inches long with a girth of about 2.25 inches. That’s still huge for me and to most others but it certainly is not the length that he stated and the width of a beer can. LOL, daddy is too much!

I just started puberty about a year and a half ago and my boobs are developing quite nicely as daddy says. I have not experienced a menstrual cycle as I am anticipating this to happen next year sometime after my thirteenth birthday. I have very large areolas that are extremely puffy and suckable and my nipples are raised and much larger as well. My tummy is flat with a diamond piercing through my navel and my bump is hairless by nature. I have almost zero body hair under my armpits, on my legs and especially on and around my pussy and vulva. What little hair that I do have I shave, so it’s a smooth, lip and mouth inviting place to lick, suck and rub your fingers upon. You may be wondering why and where I got crotchless underwear as I am sure that daddy is. I thought about the concept of daddy having easy access to this eleven year old underaged pussy without the need to remove my underwear. So with that in mind I searched it on Amazon and you’d be surprised at how many items it returned. Thousands upon thousands of crotchless underwear. So, I ordered about six pairs and I attempted to wear them to school a couple of times but everytime that I thought of something that turned me on, I’d get a wet spot on the crotch of my pants or shorts, how embarrassing. So, I thought that I’d only use them for when I’d finally get daddy to lick and eat my eleven year old waiting pussy!

My shoes are on my feet with no socks so I turn off my bedroom light and make my way downstairs just in time to see daddy open the front door for me, “Come on princess, let’s go for a ride.”

I walk out the door first, and down the sidewalk we go, as he hurries around me to open the car door for me, “There you go princess, hop in and puut chore seat belt on.” I get into his Ferrari and as he closes my door, I lean over and unlock his door.

As he opens his door and sits down, he starts up the car and starts to drive away. I ask, “Where we going daddy?”

He smiles at me, putting his finger to his mouth as if to shush me, “It’s a secret princess, shhhh.”
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About twenty minutes later we arrive in Cocoa Beach Florida at the intersection of A1A and SR 528 we pull into an adult book store conveniently named, “The Adult Bookstore.” I looked up at him confused, “Daddy, did you get an urge to read a book or something? Because if you did I have to tell you that you didn’t need to drag the two of us down here to the beach. You could have just downloaded a book off of the internet saving us a trip.”

He seems to be overly joyful as he hums, ignoring everything that I just said, turns off the car, and quickly raises his eyebrows three times really fast, “You ready princess, grab yo stuff and let us go inside?”

He exits the car and I exit and follow him holding his hand. We make it to the front door and I can’t help but notice that all of the windows and both doors are covered with brown wrapping paper. I begin to wonder what’s behind these doors as I am just about to find out. We walk through two sets of covered doors which open up only to display rows and rows of shelves on the display floor and on every wall from floor to ceiling. I can’t help but notice a checkout counter off to the left with all kinds of merchandise hanging behind it and under the glass counter. I peer around the entire store in astonishment as I can’t believe what I am seeing.

I whisper, “Daddy, this is amazing, what are we doing here?”

I hurry over to one of the rows of shelves and pick up a package astounded at what I am looking at, “Daddy what’s this for?”

He held his finger up to his lips, “Shhhh, baby doll, don’t call me daddy in here, okay. You’re twenty-one if anyone asks you, okay?”

I put the package back, look at him confused and say with a loud voice, “But daddy, I’m only eleven going on twelve, don’t you remember, my birthday is next week when I turn twelve?

He looks at me almost laughing as I don’t see what is so funny, “Christ Hannah, you’re gonna get us kicked out of here, just shut the fuck up and look around, and stop calling me daddy!” I am almost in silent tears as he says these things to me.

I mock him by moving my lips and bobbing my head back and forth to what he has just said to me, “Jeesh, what’s your problem,” I think and mumble under my breath. I walk from aisle to aisle browsing all of the items from shelf to shelf. There must have been thousands upon thousands of items. I can’t help but think why he doesn’t he want me to call him daddy anymore. I liked calling him daddy because he is my daddy. I feel sad.

I continue to browse around as I notice a very large fat man standing behind the counter, wearing a wife beater white t-shirt that is obviously way too small for him because all I can see is his fat belly and giant belly button stretching the bottom of his yellow stained shirt. I’m assuming that it’s called a wife-beater because he appears to be the type of man that beats on his wife. He randomly calls out unintelligibly as if he has tourette’s syndrome, “Twenty-one, no kids aloud, twenty-one, whaat da fuuuk, cants you herded mees?”

I attempt to ignore the fat man because I can’t understand a word that fatty was saying. I learned a long time ago when I was just ten years old that when you are confronted by someone that is obviously mentally challenged or impaired like fatty appeared to be, you should just shake your head and smile, shake your head and smile. Then after they get tired, they’ll end up walking away and bothering someone else with their bothersome unintelligible rhetoric.

Just then, I notice daddy walks over to the fat man, speaks with him for a moment, reaches into his wallet and hands the fat man something. I couldn’t tell what he had handed to him but I think it was money. I think to myself, why would daddy pay fatty for anything because we haven’t picked anything to purchase yet.

I reached down and grabbed a package from one of the shelf hangers and pretended to look at it holding it up at eye level. I’m paying no attention to what is inside of it as I am focused on daddy and the fat man. Hey, that sounds like an old tv show I thought to myself, ‘daddy and the fat man!’ Anyway, I thought that if I smiled then that would bring less attention to myself as if I were just casually shopping for merchandise. So I smile hugely.

Daddy comes briskly walking over, takes one look at me and begins to laugh hysterically, stopping and bending over holding his stomach, “Ahh haa haa haa.” I smile at him but I have no idea why he’s laughing. From a bent position he points up at my package laughing his ass off, “C-l-s-al C-a-l? Is that what my baby girl wants? A fucking C-l-s-al C-a-l?” His words are broken because he is laughing so hard that I can’t understand what he was saying.

I stare at him not getting the joke, as he laughs even harder, drops down to one knee and almost hits the floor, “Baby girl, I love your enthusiasm, but come on, really?”

I can’t help but laugh as it is contagious but I’d really like to know what I am laughing at so I ask him, “Dad, what the fuck is so fuckin’ funny? My hands are to their sides and I walk toward him around the aisle shelf as I am still holding the package that I was holding up as a decoy just a few moments ago. I am frustrated and whisper softly, “Daddy, what’s so funny?”

“Ahh haa haa haa,” He is laughing on all fours as he look up at me then down at the package in my hand and again start laughing even harder than before, “Ahh, ha ha ha ha,” and he cannot contain himself as he continues laughing his ass off and begins to draw attention to the both of us, “Ahh haa haa haa,” I kindly glance up at people looking over at us and nervously I shake my head as if everything is okay and there is nothing to see here.

Annoyed, I bend my face down to him again and with a stern voice, I whisper to him, “Daddy you are drawing a lot of attention to us and everyone is looking over here and they are probably thinking the same thing as me. What the fuck is so funny?”

He attempts to speak as he is hysterically laughing, “Well…baby girl…you-see, I was over there paying the fat guy off to let you st-ay in the st-o-re, right? And while I am attempting to convince him, he tells me that it’s ok-ay for you to stay in here but u-n-d-e-r no circumstances are you to to-u-ch any product or merchandise, not even the chewing gum at the register.”

“Ahh haa haa haa,” He’s laughing now sitting on his behind, “I…told him th-at you won’t be touching anything in here…’cause you don’t know what anything in here is for anyway. So, after I tell him this, we both went toward you as I walked over only to see you holding up a huge 16.5” Shiny black Colossal Carl dildo with this huge shit eaten smile on your face as if to say, “I got what I am looking for, can we leave now? It was business as usual for you. Ahh haa haa haa!”

What? I think to myself as I finally look down at the package contents through the clear plastic. I’m looking at a huge shiny solid black silicone penis that is as long as I am tall. The package reads, ‘Colossal Carl is here so don’t you worry. I will take care of every hole you have and your deepest fantasies on a Colossal level. (16.5” X 3.75”), with a bottom suction cup for hands free operation. Disclaimer: Please allow ample room when operating your Colossal Carl. The manufacturer cannot be held responsible for any injury that results from the improper use of Carl.’

I begin laughing my ass off as if it wasn’t bad enough that daddy sneaked his eleven year old girl into a porn shop to purchase god knows what, but we both are laughing our asses off because I stupidly held up a colossal dildo for everyone to see when I’m not even allowed to be in here.

After a minute or two, daddy’s laugh is down to a chuckle and he’s standing up next to me as he grabs Carl from my hands, and hangs it back on the shelf, “Damn, that was funny as shit, thank you baby girl I needed that.” You pause for a sec wiping your eyes, “What in the hell possessed you to randomly pick up, of all things, a 16.5 inch dildo and hold it up in the air like that?

My laughing has begun to just about subside, “I was attempting to look to see what you were doing and not draw any attention to myself. So I arbitrarily grabbed a package and without looking at it, I attempted to act as if I was just shopping so I held it up to sell this illusion.”

He put his hands around me and tenderly began to guide my direction as we walked. After the dildo, I feel like a stupid little pretten girl especially being led around by this huge man. I’m thinking to myself as he continues to steer me over to a shelf in the middle of the store.

He points to three items on the shelf one at a time, “Well baby girl, what do ya think?”

I look down and read the first package this time without touching it. ‘The Pocket Rocket playtoy (4.5” X 1.25”)’ Then the second one, ‘The Hole Master travel dildo, (6” X 2.25”)’ The the last one, ‘Big John, (7.5” X 2.75”)’

I finish reading each one and I am baffled at why daddy is showing me these things, so I ask, “Daddy, why are we looking at these sex toys?”

Standing on the opposite side of the shelf, he places his elbows down on the edge of the shelf, smiles at me and speaks softly, “Baby girl, I have made my decision and I want to get started with stretching your tight little underaged pussy out to make room for my cock…”

A fuzzy warm feeling of excitement poured over my entire body as he told me this to be true. I feel lightheaded but I refuse to give into the pure ecstasy that I am experiencing, “No way, are you kidding me, already?” He shakes his head, “You’re going to stretch my little pussy out with different size dildos in order to have me fully stretched so you can fuck your eleven year old daughter with your huge cock and ejaculate your seed way up into my awaiting womb to impregnate me?”

“Damn baby girl, slow down, not so loud, the guy walking on the beach didn’t hear you, jeesh!” He looks around cautiously.

I can’t believe that my plan worked! I am so happy, I am jumping up and down clapping my hands. I want to get home quickly and start the stretching, “Daddy,” I’m quieter, “Let’s get the fuck out of here, get me home, strip off my clothes, get my cunt soaking wet so you can begin playing with my underaged little pussy to own it. What do ya say?”

He looks at me as he grabs all three of the toys from the shelf and makes his way up to the counter, “Damn skippy, that sounds like the plan of the century.”

We both walk from the aisle as I notice an attractive older man with salt and pepper hair, and a nice body, staring at me ever so often attempting to not make it obvious. I can’t help but think that he’s staring at me because he’s sexually attracted to me and would like to fuck me.

I really wanted to walk over and inform him that I’m going to marry my daddy and he’s going to impregnate me and I’m going to have his babies so I’m very sorry. I’m sorry and I know that he probably was thinking that he’d like to fuck this eleven year old underaged little girl but in order for him to do that he’d have to first ask for my daddy’s permission to do so.

As I was thinking about it, I began to wonder whether daddy would be willing to share his underaged daughter with other men. I need to ask him soon without hurting his feelings because if the answer is yes, then I’d like to get started doing that before I get too much older, and especially before I am able to be impregnated, I thought to myself. I mean don’t get me wrong, I love daddy, but I have had a very strong desire to fuck older men my entire life or at least since I was eight or nine years old.

I can remember back as early as five years old bathing with daddy and wishing that he’d put his mouth down on my pee pee and have his way with it or I wished that he’d put his penis inside of my mouth and make his daughter suck on it. I used to fantasize at age seven that all the older men in the neighborhood would come together into my house, strip me naked and put their hands and mouths everywhere on my body. Then tie me down restraining me and fuck my mouth and my pussy at the same time. Wouldn’t that be something, I thought to myself?

My entire life I have been sexually promiscuous, but unable to express anything regarding my sexual desires until now. I just wish that daddy would have been able to identify that he had a sexual desire for his daughter and acted upon it as soon as I turned eleven or before. I would have preferred age nine but I knew that daddy wasn’t attracted to little girls that haven’t started to develop yet. He had told me recently that he is a hebephile, which I already knew that he was for years. Daddy most likely says that he has never had any kind of sexual thoughts toward me until recently, but I can tell you that isn’t all too accurate. He has always been a hebephile and I know that he’s not a pedophile. Simply because when I was a very small child, he’d bathe me and end up holding my vagina open with two fingers and cleaning me with a cloth and he never did anything inappropriate to me and I could see in his eyes that he had no sexual desire to do so with a child of my age.

But when I turned ten and a half and began puberty and my breasts turned from flat to budding, and my hips began to widen, the way he’d look at me changed drastically. He began to look at me like he wanted to bend me over and fuck me senseless wherever I stood. We would be down at the public pool on vacation and a twelve or thirteen year old girl wearing a tiny bikini would walk by us and I thought that daddy’s pants were going to explode. I’d watch him attempt to adjust his bathing suit to his never ending growing cock to no avail. I say never ending because it has always done that as far back as I can remember, daddy has had a sexual attraction to little pretteen and teen girls between the ages of ten or eleven to fourteen years old contingent whether or not they had begun puberty.

And my plan all started one day with the thought of an idea for me to fake asleep. I have masturbated since the age of five and I figured out that it felt good when I was just a toddler. I had my first orgasm at the age of eight and have steadily experienced them getting better and better up until now, age eleven. The orgasm that I experienced with daddy earlier this afternoon was the best one yet and I assume there will be great orgasms to follow. I would be moaning as I was rubbing one off when all of the sudden I sensed that someone was coming. I have no idea what sixth sense was responsible for it, nevertheless it gave me fair warning that I was getting ready to have a visitor. It still does this today and seems to be getting stronger as I get older. As I sensed it, I’d stop, continue to lie naked on my bed and low and behold daddy would open the door and peek in on me. For years, he thought he was going crazy.

Knowing he had always been curious and did this, earlier today I did it again. I put on the crotchless panties, stripped off some of my clothing, started to masturbate and moaned with pleasure as it felt good. This time when I sensed daddy was coming, I pretended to be sleeping and I continued masturbating as he entered my room, walked over to my bed and watched in disbelief, totally turned on. I knew that he would be unable to resist an eleven year old little girl lying naked in her bed and masturbating in her sleep regardless if I were his daughter or not. A couple minutes of observing this, he stripped down naked, crawled up between my legs and began to lick and suck the juices from my wet and pleasurable cunt. If felt so fucking good that all of my moans and screams were real. I just wish my pussy was stretched out more to the point that I could take his big cock inside of me. I regretted not pursuing my sexual desires sooner perhaps with other older men hanging out down at the park fucking me and stretching out my pussy so daddy’s cock could fit inside of me. My plan was to eventually have daddy breed me but I had no idea that I could get him to agree to it so quickly. I only had to suggest it once and he was onboard. He loves me, I just know it. Anyway, I hope that he never figures out that I manipulated him to this degree, because I would never want to hurt his feelings because I love him dearly.

On the ride home I can’t help but to think how daddy and I are being so sexual only after one day? How much is this going to bring us closer, and how are things going to be different? How will it feel to be impregnated for nine months and give birth to a little baby that belongs to daddy? How awesome will that be, I thought to myself? If it feels this good only after one day how will it feel months or years from now? I plan on giving daddy as many babies as he desires because if there is one thing that he has taught me over the years is that a good daughter helps their daddy with anything that they are capable of helping him with. And I have a brand new, functional, more than healthy, reproductive system that I am willing to render over to daddy as a payback for all of the years that he has cared for me. I know he doesn’t expect me to pay him back for anything but if I am ever asked for a reason why I did it and they don’t accept that I did it because I am in love with that man, then at least I’ll have another reason to give to whomever would be inquiring.

My pussy is beginning to get wet thinking about all of these things as we are driving home in the car. I reach my hand down into my shorts, stick two fingers in between my slit just to feel how wet I actually am. I pull my hand out of my shorts and smell both of my fingers. My fingers smell like the inside of my nasal cavity just after I have rinsed it with a saline solution. They smell clean and almost sterile.

I then taste them as I place my fingers onto my tongue and suck all the vaginal juices from them, “Mmmmm,” I whisper to myself.

Unbeknownst to me, daddy has been watching me the entire time, “Enjoying yourself baby girl?” He says with a smile.

I look up at him as I pull my shirt up over my head exposing my little, pink, puffy, developing breasts, and remove my shirt totally, casting it aside. “Not yet daddy, but very soon. I’m working on it” I reach down, quickly untie my Chucks and pull my stinky, sweaty feet out of my shoes as I am wearing no socks. I give them a smell. I know that daddy loves to not only sniff my underwear, but he loves to smell my dirty, sweaty, stinky socks that I have been wearing all day long or for several days because I have watched him steal my dirty panties and socks from out of my hamper and go into his bedroom and do god knows what with them. I wonder what daddy would do if he was able to smell my stinky feet just now versus my socks?” I thought to myself.

With my shoes off and bearing my small developing breasts, I unbutton my shorts and pull them down to my knees and eventually to my ankles as I pull both feet through the bottoms.

He is glancing down at me and the road delightfully as if encouraging me to continue.

I’m sitting on the hand stitched leather seat of his Ferrari in my panties as the leather seems to absorb the wetness from my virgin pussy that is soaking through them. I lift by butt into the air arching my back exposing my hairless bump and remove my g-string underwear pulling them down and off of my body.
I find the area on the string that was rubbing up against my pink hole and pull them up to my nose and give them a whiff. A used, dirty, musky smell emanates from the string, “Perfect,” I mumble to myself. I hand them to him while he is driving, pointing out the area where my asshole was rubbing, “Here you go daddy, just what you like.”

He grabs my panties and brings them up to his nose and smells where I told him to, “For now on, daddy doesn’t need to sneak my panites from my hamper. All he needs to do is tell me how long he’d like me to wear them and I will do it, then I will take them off and hand them to him as he has asked, okay?

He makes a low, almost inaudible sound and begins to suck the spot that absorbed my ass juices for days upon days, “GrrrrMmmm, baby girl, how do you know that daddy likes and prefers the smell and taste of your dirty asshole? And how did you know that I sneak your panties from your hamper? ”

Completely naked, I lower my seat back down to about a forty-five degree angle, lift my right foot up onto the seat and with my leg bent I rest my right knee on the door.

I start rubbing my pussy with my right hand as I extend my foot up to his face, spreading my legs and exposing my cunt fully and put my toes up to his nose, “Here you go daddy, from now on, there is no need for you to sneak my dirty socks from my hamper either.”

As I am speaking to him I grab his right hand placing it down onto my inner thigh and he begins to rub my soft eleven year old skin with my hand on top of his.

As he smells my toes he ends up spreading and smelling in between each one, “Wow baby girl, those are some stinky toes.

I love the fact that they smell like vinegar on boardwalk fries. And they taste amazingly dirty. I love it!”

He continues to suck and taste my dirty, sweaty vinegar tasting toes, “Wow, baby girl, they are amazing.”

I look down at his crotch and notice a bulge starting to appear. I feel like unbuttoning his shorts, pulling out his cock and sucking on it, but I have to consider my needs too.

In the past, I have often reworn or reused all of my panties for at least three or five days primarily due to daddy secretly enjoying sniffing and tasting the spot where the string touches my asshole. I know this because everytime he puts them back in my hamper and I inspect the place where my asshole was touching the string is always soaking wet like he had just sucked on it. It appears that daddy enjoys the musky smell and earthy taste of my dirty asshole versus any odor from my vagina. Whether he knows this or not, I lovingly have always been able to identify and give him what he desires.

I switched to wearing thong and g-string underwear when I first hit puberty at age nine and a half. It was difficult at first finding the correct size to fit me, but only after six months or so, my hips began to broaden and I had a growth spurt, which allowed me to purchase any kind of sexy underwear available. I would sometimes walk around the house wearing g-string panties, just to see daddy’s reaction and he would simply look up at me and continue what he was doing. I should have gone topless. He never lusted after me as he did this afternoon when my pussy was naked, and wide open for him to examine and enjoy.

He finishes sucking, licking, smelling and tasting my toes but for some reason he puts my panties in his front pocket as if he is saving them for a later date. I think that he may have forgotten that he has me now and I’m not going anywhere daddy. Anytime that he desires to do anything to me such as smell, lick or eat out my asshole, it doesn’t matter where we are, or what time it is, or if I’m tired, I will pull everything down including my panties, expose my butthole to him and let him do as he please to me.

Since he is finished with everything, it’s time now to concentrate on my dripping wet pussy. He has been rubbing my inner thigh for a few minutes now and my left foot has lowered from mouth level and come to rest upon his center console. My legs are entirely spread open as an invitation for him to come and do as he pleases.

As we travel west down SR-528 I feel his finger rubbing my wet pussy as he inserts his index finger into my love hole. I feel the suction build up as this is a sign that I have a very tight eleven year old little girl pussy, thus he needs to be rough with it if his intention is to ultimately break my hymen and take my virginity.

He inserts his middle and ring finger into my quivering little love hole and begins to move them not in and out, but an up and down motion, stimulating the patch just inside of my pussy called my g-spot.

I instantly moan with pleasure, “Daddy, what the fu…? That feels wonderful! Please don’t stop, don’t stop please!”

He continues to move both of his fingers up and down as if attempting to lift my body up off of the seat. The sound of liquid being brought and squeezed together seems to emanate from my little pussy.

Harder and harder his efforts seem to be. “Daddy, I’m cumming, I’m cumming. You are making your eleven year old underaged little girl cum once again. Ahhhh!”

I didn’t think this feeling was even possible and just as I was thinking, I came again and squirted a stream of liquid from the glands just inside of my pussy, soaking the dash of his Ferrari.

I wanted to say that I was sorry but the erotic pleasure of having cum by daddy’s hand has overwhelmed my ability to speak. “Ahhhh!”

I squirt over and over again with my head moving side to side, soaking his hand, arm and dashboard with my sweet tasting little girl squirt, “Ooooo yeah!”

The flow and duration seems to be getting longer, “Yeaaaaahh daddy yes that feels fuckin’ awesome.”

He brings his hand to his mouth and begins licking and tasting his squirt drenched hand, “Wow, that’s delicious, baby girl. Is it because you are so young being eleven years old that it tastes so deliciously sweet or I wonder if all girls your age taste this way? I’d have to say that your age has a lot to do with it, new, young and fresh from such a young little pussy.”

My little naked body collapses downward into the seat as my pussy continues to leak its juices out and onto daddy’s ferrari.

Daddy reaches over and fondles my little but perfectly round breasts one at a time. “I wish I could suck on them just about now,” He said jokingly.

So I got up onto my knees and pressed my breasts toward his face, “Whatcha doing baby girl, someone’s gonna see you!”

I didn’t care as I arched my back and pressed my puffy breasts up to his mouth for him to suck on. It only took a moment before I felt the warmth of his mouth engulfing my tiny budding breasts and a tingle all of the way down to my cunt. “Aoaoaoaaaa,” I moaned with pleasure as he kept sucking and circling his tongue around my nipple and occasionally sucking on my entire puffy areola.

I turned my upper body occasionally so he could alternate between my right and left breasts as I believe from the look of his bulge that he was enjoying this just as much as I was.

We drove down Tropical Trail to South Merritt Island and were nearly home, as my excitement grew with the anticipation of daddy stretching out my little preteen pussy. We pulled into the driveway, then into the garage, where I could freely exit the car naked after cumming and having pussy juices flowing down my leg. Although I’d be okay displaying my nakedness in public with a crowd of people watching as I showed off my sexuality it was nice to have the privacy that prevented daddy from becoming jealous or worried about others seeing his eleven year old preteen’s naked body and juices. I quickly jumped out of the car leaving my clothing and stinky shoes, ran inside then up to my bedroom. I jumped onto my bed, spread my legs and waited patiently for daddy to come up and begin stretching my pussy with the sex toys.

Daddy eventually came upstairs into my room and sat down on my bed not too much in a hurry to start stretching as I was. ‘Baby girl, I want you to move into my bedroom and share my bed with me.”

I was confused that I didn’t think of this first, “Okay daddy, why didn’t I think of that first?”

He smiled, “Also if our plans are for me to breed you my love, then you need to move all of your items, clothing and such from your room over to mine, okay?”

My head was swirling at the suggestion. I got a very warm, loving sensation deep within my belly almost to say that everything is going to be okay, “YEAH? DADDY? Is that what you want me to do? Are you planning on marrying me daddy?”

He shakes his head affirmatively, which makes my pussy even more wet and flowing again. I smile at him seductively and reach down between my legs, place all of my fingers between my pussy lips getting them as wet as they possibly can get then I quickly rub them all over his face ending at his mouth.

Surprisingly, he didn’t flinch at all as if he was looking forward to me doing such a thing. I began to laugh, “Better get used to this mister, because if I’m going to be your wife and bearer of your children at the mere age of thirteen, then you better believe that you’ll be eating and tasting your little girl’s underaged pussy more and more as time goes on!”

As I lie there, daddy smiles, stands up and begins to remove his clothing piece by piece. This means only one thing, I thought to myself. The stretching of my young, underaged, eleven year old, little girl’s, pussy! As I lie there on my pink little girl’s comforter I can’t help but get sexually excited at what daddy and I are about to do. I lie there, legs spread open with both of my feet touching one another bottom to bottom in kind of an Indian style sitting.

Daddy pulls down his underwear and I can’t help but gaze upon his big semi-soft cock hanging there off of his body like a free hanging appendage that it was. It is beautiful, I thought to myself. The fact that life is delivered through that venue and deposited deep inside of my waiting love hole, turns me on tremendously.

Daddy removes the smallest of the dildo’s from its package, lies down next to me and raises one of my legs up further exposing my little waiting pussy. My torso and midsection is aligned with daddy’s but one leg was on the bed and the other was up in the air resting on his hip, as I’m assuming it’s for him to gain access to my cunt. He reaches down in between my raised leg and with two fingers he begins to rub my eleven year old underaged cunt in a circular motion.

Periodically he sinks his fingers into my cunt and tastes them, often groaning with pleasure. As I begin to get surprisingly wet with vaginal fluid, he reaches down and places the pocket rocket into the opening of my slit. While spreading my cunt lips apart, he gently inserts the pocket rocket into my pulsating cunt and pushes it slowly into me.

This is the first time that I have ever felt anything enter my body that was larger than my fingers. “Ooooooo, MmmmHmmm,” I moaned loudly.

As the dildo came to a halt about one and a half inches into me I knew at that point that my hymen was the cause of hindrance.

I said out loud to daddy, “Go ahead daddy, push it deeper, it feels really good.”

At my beckoning and urgency daddy gave it a full thrust then I felt a pop and a little bit of pain. That was it I thought, my cherry was popped. He pushed the pocket rocket into me deeper, past where the hymen once was, the never explored region of my pussy, and I felt it widen me out and fill my love hole like water filling a balloon.

I moaned with pleasure, “Oooo, daddy, that feels really fuckin’ good, excuse my language.”

Daddy tenderly kissed my neck, “That’s okay baby girl you say whatever you need to say to express what you are feeling, okay?”

I continue, “Okay daddy,”

With my eyes closed feeling all of the sensations of being penetrated for the first time I comment, “It feels like a balloon being filled with hot water. Sort of like it’s filling a void that has desired to be filled for years. It feels fuckin’ awesome daddy. Don’t stop, stretch your young eleven year old underaged daughter’s pussy out so you can put your big, huge cock into me, okay?”

I know that it turns most men on including daddy when I refer to myself as a ‘young eleven year old underaged little girl or daughter,’ this is why I continue to say it. I don’t fully understand the mechanism inside of a man’s brain that makes him enjoy little naked girl’s referring to themselves as such, but I do feel and see their cocks get larger, pumping more blood than usual when I do say these things. I hope to understand this phenomena one day very soon as I analyze it accordingly.

The pocket rocket is doing its job as daddy moves it in and out of my pussy. There is a small amount of blood oozing from my cunt and further down on the dildo so daddy first kneels between my legs, “Baby girl, this is a ritual commemorating the breaking of your hymen.”

Second, he brings his mouth down to my pussy and begins to lap up all of the blood, white cream, and clear juices that are freely flowing from within my cunt. Then, keeping what he sucked from my cunt in his mouth, he sucks the cream and blood off of the dildo. Slowly he brings it to my mouth as I feel a tingling between my legs anticipating what he is about to do. He presses his mouth against mine and with my eyes closed, I slowly open it and receive the blood, white cream and juices from what is left of my hymen into my mouth. I imagine that he only deposited half of what he collected as I definitely hear him gulp as if he swallowed it down into his belly. I swoosh it around in my mouth and open it to show him the bloody contents then I obediently swallow it down into my belly tasting it as it goes. It had an iron metallic taste but in the background a sweeter more palatable taste arose. Also, the milky white cream that seemed to ooze from my pussy that I found out today that daddy loves to lick and eat gave it a distinct and nice texture kinda like Go-gurt or heavy cream.

As daddy continued to insert the dildo moving it in and out and side to side to stretch out my little love hole, I felt an orgasm coming from behind the eight ball. It came up fast and with surprise as my entire body arched and began to quiver. Daddy was so excited, “Yes, yes baby girl, is that what you wanted daddy to do to your little tiny cunt of a pussy. To stretch it out so I can eventually fuck you and plant my seen deep inside of you?”

I moaned with pleasure, “Yes daddy, yes, that’s all I have ever wanted. Please stretch my underaged hole out so I can take your huge cock deep inside of me to plant your seed deep into my womb. Please daddy, pleeeese!”

When the orgasm was over he leaned down and passionately kissed me all the while still driving the dildo in and out of me. It felt so good like I was able to let go of all of my inhibitions and be filled up and satisfied where it counts the most. Inside of my cunt!

I couldn’t help but suck daddy’s cock thanking him for a great afternoon, evening and night, as he cummed in my mouth over and over allowing me to swallow it down into my belly. When the both of us were lying down beside one another obviously exhausted from a day of sexual activity, I felt my pussy pulsating as if it had new life or a new objective. It did indeed have a new objective, to get stretched out enough to take daddy’s 7.5,” 2.25,” wide cock but I knew that it would take at least a week of fucking dildos in order for that to happen. Daddy explained, “Baby girl, we have stretched your pussy out to the dimensions of the dildo, now it’s time to allow it to relax and get accustomed to its new size. Masturbate as much as possible with the first one and when you believe that you’re ready to move up, you will know when, then do so, okay? But I want to watch when you get to the last one because that will really turn me on, okay?”

I nod my head in the affirmative, “Okay daddy, how long do you think it’ll take before you can fuck me?”

Daddy shook his head, “I dunno baby girl perhaps next week when you turn twelve. We’ll see.”

I was looking for an affirmative answer but hearing that made me determined to fuck the biggest dildo we purchased now not days from now, “Okay daddy, then we’ll shoot for my birthday then.”

“Sounds good baby girl,” at that moment daddy got a twinkle in his eye and hesitated for a moment.

I said, “What is it daddy?

He smiled at me and squinched one eye closed as with apprehension, “Do you think that you could do one more thing for me before we go to bed? I promise that it won’t take too long?”

Excitedly I became aroused wanting to know what it is, “Daddy, anything, anytime, any desire that you may have, you just need to ask me and I will do it for you, no questions asked.

He jumped up quickly and asked me to stand to the side of the bed. Then he laid sideways across the bed with his head hanging over the side slightly tilted backward. He asked me to straddle his mouth with my pussy and so I did. At my height I stood just over daddy’s mouth about an inch from my pussy. He stuck his tongue out, grabbed my widened hips and began to grind my pussy into his face. My wetness covered his chin, mouth and nose as he continued to grind my pussy with his mouth. It didn’t take long for me to cum as this was a very exhilarating experience. Then what daddy asked me to do next blew my mind totally as I never in a million years expected it. He kindly asked me to ask him to pee pee into his mouth so he can drink it down into his belly. I thought about it for a moment and it didn’t take long to process it from a weird request to a very sexually kinky request.

A moment later I am still standing over daddy’s face with his mouth cupping my entire pussy I ask him, “Daddy, can I pleeeese pee pee into your mouth so that you can taste and drink my pee down because I know how much you enjoy doing this with me?”

I thought he was going to cream his pants as he grumbled and answered me, “Yes baby girl. Daddy would love for his eleven year old underaged little girl to pee pee into my mouth so that I can taste it and drink you down into my belly.”

With that, I began to push although it felt wrong to pee into my daddy’s mouth, but doing so allowed him to taste and drink it really turned me on.

I got a tingling sensation all over my body, again like I was doing something wrong, and just then I began to urinate into daddy’s mouth. “Mmmmmm,” He moaned without any hesitation.

I knew that I’d fill his mouth up more than once so instead of me continuing to pee pee without stopping, I stopped the stream when I heard the tone of the pee filling his mouth get louder which enabled him to fully taste it and drink it down into his belly. He gulped the first mouthful down into his belly and said, more, more, I want to taste and drink more of my eleven year old’s fresh pee! So, I began round two of peeing into daddy’s mouth and I peed almost four mouthfuls and every time daddy drank and swallowed it down into his belly. When we were done, he seemed so refreshed and excited he couldn’t seem to contain himself.

“Baby girl, there’s something about you or girl’s your age as I cannot tell which one because that is the first time I have ever drunk the pee from someone your age. But let me tell you, the smell was magnificent, the taste was astounding. It was warm and refreshing and so fucking good that I could start every morning off with drinking your pee pee. As a matter of fact you are not permitted to use the bathroom in the morning from this point forward.” He pauses, “And you don’t need to stop every time I need to close my mouth to drink it. Just pee pee all over my head and face soaking me with your urine, okay?

He continued, “Also I want to know everytime you go poop because I want to eat your asshold just after you have done so because I do love the way your dirty ass tastes, okay?

I looked at him in disbelief, “What, what are you saying? My pee and poo?”

“I’m saying that I want to drink your pee pee every morning, and I’d like you to pee all over my face every morning as well, that’s how good it tasted. And I want to taste and eat your dirty freshly used asshole as well. You cannot say no to this no matter how crazy it sounds, okay?

I look at him innocently thinking, “Is this what all grown adult men are like or is it just daddy?” I shrug my shoulders, “Okay daddy, whatever you wish I am willing to do. Sounds like I have good tasting shit and pee, huh?”

“Baby girl, you have no idea. I had my suspicions but I batted them away instead of investigating this a long time ago. The smell and taste of your asshole is so delicious and the smell of your urine is different from adults. Although it can be strong at times, I was sure that it tasted good and fresh and man was I right. I could drink another gallon of my eleven year old underaged little girl’s pee and probably eat your shit as it came out of your asshole!”

At that I agreed to pee pee into daddy’s mouth every morning as I would hold my urine in just for this task. As for eating my shit, well that’s up for discussion. If daddy wants to taste and eat his eleven year old little girl’s urine and shit, well who am I to deprive him of his wishes? I dressed in pajamas and began to crawl into my bed as daddy simply peered at me and watched.

He blurted, “Baby girl are you forgetting something?”

I was very tired and perhaps I did, but nothing came to mind at the time, “I don’t think so daddy what is it?”

Daddy smiled at me with discomfort, “Share my bed? Forgot already?”

I quickly jumped up and leaped into his arms, “No daddy, I was just testing you.”

Knowing damn well that I had forgotten, he accepted that excuse and carried me into his bedroom placing me gently upon his bed. As I sat upright on his bed he leaned in and gently removed my shirt as if I were his doll exposing once again my little b-cup perfectly round puffy boobs.

He bent down and sucked on one for just a moment and kissed the other, “I could never get tired of seeing these beautiful puffy, developing breasts for as long as I live.”

He began to remove my pajama pants and underwear rendering me completely naked sitting on his bed, so I got up onto all fours to crawl in bed when I felt a smooth wet sensation on my butthole then into my pussy. It was daddy taking advantage of my being on all fours as he licked my asshole clean then licked the inside of my pussy lips. I laughed with excitement as I crawled under the covers staring at his big cock as he turned off the light. He got under the covers and held me from behind. I felt the massiveness of his cock up against my buttcrack which reinforced in me the idea that I was somehow in a very safe place. It’s strange how the bigger the cock, the safer a girl feels, I thought to myself as I quickly fell off to sleep wondering what the next day’s events will be.

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