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Feature Writer: James
Feature Title: Popping Her Cherry 2
Published: 21.03.2024
Story Codes: Young Ones, Temptation, Incest
Popping Her Cherry 2
The strange buzzing sound in my head finally resolved itself into the sound of my alarm clock, as I slowly began to wake up. I was a little surprised to find that I had an erection. As I blinked, slowly coming more fully into consciousness, I realized why. The blanket had somehow been kicked off in the night, and as I looked down from where I lay, on my back, I could see Ashley sprawled out across me.
Her head lay on one side of my chest, and her arm was stretched out over the other, her delicate little hand dangling over my shoulder. One leg was pressed up against me, while the other straddled my lap, her soft thigh resting on my hard cock. Despite her body laying across me, she had never done that before, I still hoped, no, prayed, that it had all been some kind of crazy dream, but as I looked down at her naked body I saw the dull glisten of my dried cum on her back, and knew that it had been no dream. With a sinking feeling, I thought, ‘It’s a fucking nightmare.’
Before now, Ashley, and I had always stayed on our respective sides of the bed. It was like an unspoken law that we had both adhered to. As I looked at her tight naked body sprawled across me, I supposed that after what I had done with her last night, all bets were off. ‘Jesus Christ!’ I thought to myself, ‘What have you done?’
I just lay there for a few moments, as the alarm clock kept blaring in the background, trying to think of some course of action that would fix this situation. I was so distracted by my anxious mental activity that it took me a minute to realize that I had been absently picking at the dried cum on Ashley’s back, which came off in flakes, like dead skin.
The alarm finally got my attention, and I knew that I didn’t have time to lay there thinking about it. I had to get Ashley off to school, and myself to work. I rolled her off of me, and then got up, and turned the alarm off. When I turned back around, she was stretching, and yawning. She looked up at me through half-closed eyes and smiled.
“Good morning, Daddy,” she said so sweetly that it made me feel even more guilty about what I’d done if possible.
“C’mon, baby.” I snapped, “We’ve got to get you cleaned up, and ready for school.”
I hurried to the bathroom and turned the shower on. When I came back her feet were on the floor, but she was still yawning, and wiping the sleep from her eyes.
“C’mon sweetie,” I said clapping my hands, “Pick up the pace. We’ve got to get in the shower.”
She got up and marched groggily toward the bathroom. I followed behind her, hurrying her along.
All things considered, the last place I needed to be was naked in a shower with her, but there simply wasn’t time for two showers, and besides, I wanted to make sure that she got good and clean. I tried to touch her as little as possible, which was not easy given the size of our shower. I made sure that she washed between her legs thoroughly, and I’m sure that I scrubbed her back much more than necessary, but guilt can do strange things to a person.
I felt like Lady Mac Beth. “The blood, it won’t wash off.” Of course, in my case it was cum, but the principle’s the same. I tried not to stare, or react to her wet little naked body so close to me, but the more I tried, the more my body defied me. As I watched her rinsing herself, the water running down her smooth, perfect skin, my penis became hard as a rock. Ashley turned off the water, and as she turned around, she looked at my dick, and said, “Ooo Daddy, your cock is hard.”
My cheeks flushed hot with embarrassment, as I tried to ignore what a turn-on it was to have her eyes looking at my hard, naked cock. She suddenly snapped her fingers, as if she’d just gotten an idea, and then she turned around and stuck out her tight little prepubescent ass.
“Do you want to rub it on my butt, and make happy juice, Daddy?” she offered sweetly.
‘Oh, Jesus Christ!’ I thought to myself. I knew that I’d fucked up, but as my sweet, innocent little daughter offered up her round, perfect little ass for me to rub my cock on as if it was the most normal thing in the world, it began to dawn on me exactly how bad I’d fucked up. Why had I said all that dumb shit, and how was I gonna undo that damage? I had neither the time, nor the capability to of dealing with it at that moment, so I just said, “No honey, we don’t have time. I have to go to work, and we need to get you to school.”
I stepped out of the shower and retrieved towels for both of us and as soon as I thought I was dry enough, I retreated to the kitchen to make breakfast. We both dressed and ate in record time, and as soon as we had washed the dishes, I looked at the clock and realized we still had a few minutes, so I sat her down for a little chat.
“Ashley,” I began, “We need to talk about what we did last night.”
“That was fun, Daddy,” she interrupted, giggling.
“Uh, yeah,” I said nervously, “The thing is, you can’t tell anybody about what we did.”
She looked puzzled, “Why not, Daddy?”
SHIT! She was naturally inquisitive, of course, she’s gonna ask why. “Well because,” I started, practically making it up as I went, “It’s top secret daddy/daughter stuff, and I need you to keep it on the D.L.” She seemed to ponder this for a moment. I took her by the shoulders, and she looked up at me, her beautiful baby blues reflecting pure love, and trust. “Can I count on you?” I asked firmly.
Her face suddenly became very serious, as she nodded slowly, and said, “Yes Daddy. you can count on me. I won’t tell anybody. I won’t even tell Jannie.”
Internally, I breathed a sigh of relief. Jannie was her best friend from school. If she wouldn’t even tell Jannie, then our secret was safe. For the moment. I didn’t bother telling her that I could go to jail and that she could end up in foster care if she told me. I didn’t have time to explain it, and besides, I’d already put enough “adult” stuff on her shoulders without adding all that.
Once I got Ashley off to school, I went to work, but I was pretty useless for most of the day. I just kept thinking about my hard cock against her smooth skin, the feeling of her velvety soft, prepubescent pussy under my fingers, and wondering how I let this happen. The more I thought about it, the more I started to come to some uncomfortable conclusions.
First, there was the whole sleeping together naked thing. What in god’s name had ever made me think that was a good idea? In all the time she’d been living with me, I couldn’t have bought her a nightgown? or at least made her wear panties to bed.
As the day wore on, I settled into this weird dialogue, with the emotional, more lusty part of myself, bringing up the pros of sex play with Ashley, using words like “love”, “affection”, and “tenderness”. While the rational, more ethical side of me, argues the cons, adding words like “incest”, “molestation”, and “sex crime” to the conversation. It started to become clear to me that I had been setting myself up for this all along.
The times when I had gotten a hard-on looking at her body? Well, it’s not as if I had immediately turned away. No, often I had stared at her tiny, naked form for a few minutes, rubbing my crotch, as I imagined what her fresh, young pussy must taste like. On those nights, after Ashley had gone to sleep, I would go into the bathroom and jack off.
I would drive myself to orgasm thinking about spreading her small thighs and licking her tender little slit. I’d visualize putting my cock in her tiny mouth, and finally, penetrating the thick lips of her perfect little vagina.
“Fuck me, Daddy!” She screamed.
Then, as I’d ejaculate, I’d picture my semen squirting all over her body, and face, and I’d see myself rubbing the last few drops of sperm on her beautiful little dick-sucking lips. Afterward, feeling guilty, I’d slip quietly back into bed, consoling myself with.
“Well, it’s not like I’d do it.”
On the drive home that afternoon, after having faced my sexual perversion, the only question on my mind was, ‘Now what?’ I knew that I loved my little girl, maybe more than I’d ever loved anyone, and I didn’t want to hurt her, but I really couldn’t determine if it wasn’t already too late. When I got home Ashley was lying on the bed doing her homework, ‘Of course.’ I chuckled to myself. When I had called her my ‘good little girl,’ that had not been idle pillow talk. She was. She never had to be told to do her homework, brush her teeth, or anything. She knew what to do, and she just did it. She was so easy to get along with that in some ways it was more like having a roommate, than a kid. Hell, for that matter, I’d had roommates that weren’t as dependable. She sure didn’t get that from her mother, who had always been kind of a flake.
“Hi, Daddy,” she said.
I walked over and kissed her on the forehead.
“How’s my little girl?”
“Glad to see her big, strong Daddy,” she replied sweetly.
It was like a ritual that we’d developed. She would greet me as I came in. I would kiss her forehead, and ask how she was. She would tell me how glad she was to see me, and then I’d go into the kitchenette to start dinner. Tonight was no exception. We had our dinner, took our showers, and then watched some television, just like normal.
As bedtime approached, I almost told her to wear panties to bed, but then she’d ask why, and that would start a conversation I wasn’t sure I was ready for. I was hoping that if I didn’t say anything we could just put it behind us, and get back to normal. Strangely enough, that seemed to work. The rest of the week went by smoothly, as we went about our routine like nothing had happened.
That weekend she stayed at her friend Jannie’s house. Although it was kind of lonely without her, it was nice to have the place to myself, I was still a little nervous about having too much alone time with her. The next week began, and Ashley still hadn’t said anything about our little “incident”, which was fine with me. As the week wore on, I started to think that maybe everything was gonna be alright. Until that Friday when I walked in the door, and Ashley was sitting on the edge of the bed with her skirt up, and her panties off. She was rubbing her little pussy, and panting softly.
‘Shit!’ I thought to myself, “You should have seen this coming.”
“Hi, Daddy,” she said, a little out of breath, not making any attempt to cover herself. She didn’t even stop playing with her pussy.
“What are you doing?” I demanded, and her eyes went wide in surprise.
“I-I-I” she stuttered, not sure what to make of my tone, “I was just trying to make my pussy feel good,” she said, looking down between her legs, “But I’m not as good at it as you.” she looked up at me, and then asked, “Can you help me make happy juice, Daddy?” still rubbing herself.
“No!” I snapped, “And you shouldn’t be doing that.”
I could see the tears welling up in her eyes, as she sobbed, “Why not, Daddy?”
I felt like a complete ass. I was angry at myself for what I’d done and had inadvertently taken it out on her. ‘Goddamn it!’ I said to myself, ‘It’s not her fault. You’re the adult. You’re the one that started all this.’ I walked over, and sat down on the bed next to her, taking her into my arms.
“Ssh, It’s okay baby,” I said, cradling her head on my shoulder, as she put her arms around me.
“I’m sorry, Daddy shouldn’t have yelled at you like that.”
I rubbed her back, rocking her gently.
“You didn’t do anything wrong,” I went on, “You’re daddy’s good little girl.”
With a sniff, and an “Okay, Daddy,” she stopped crying.
It both amazed and frightened me that I had so much power over her emotions. One harsh word from me, and she’d start crying, but if I just held her, and spoke soothingly, she’d stop crying instantly. I glanced down and noticed that her skirt had fallen covering her. ‘Thank god.’ I thought, and then did a little mental double take, and thought, ‘Why are you looking at her crotch anyway, you fucking pervert?’ As soon as I’d come in the door, and saw her sitting there with her legs spread, I’d gotten a hard-on. Maybe that’s why I had snapped at her. It was as if for a moment, I had thought she was tempting me.
In the last couple of weeks, I had managed to do pretty well. Yeah, a few times I had woken up and wanted to touch her, but I had just gone to the bathroom and taken care of it. I hadn’t laid a hand on her in lust since that night, and I had foolishly thought that if I just ignored the problem, it would go away. The sight of her delicate little hand rubbing her naked pussy had shattered that delusion. I guess that was another thing that had set me off.
“Why shouldn’t I rub my pussy?” she asked suddenly.
I mentally kicked myself in the head for teaching her to call her vagina a “pussy”.
“Well sweetie,” I began measuring my words carefully.
After all, I didn’t want to teach her that masturbation was wrong. I wanted her to know that it was natural and healthy, but at the same time, I didn’t want her to do it in front of me.
“Daddy misspoke, there’s nothing wrong with touching yourself.”
I took her head off my shoulder and leaned back a little so I could see her face.
“But it’s something you should do in private.”
She seemed to think about this for a moment.
“But I’m home. It’s just you and me here, Daddy.”
I took a deep breath, half wishing that I could just say, “The sight of your sweet little pussy makes Daddy want to put his cock in you, and that’s just sick and wrong.” But there was no way that I was going there, so instead I said …
“Well, happy juice can be messy baby, so it’s better if you do that in the bathroom.”
She pondered, and then asked, “Should I sit on the toilet?”
I smiled and nodded.
“That’s right pumpkin, or when you’re in the shower, that’s fine too.”
She smiled back at me
“Okay, Daddy,” she said in a tone that suggested that this made sense to her.
I sighed thinking, ‘You dodged a bullet with that one.’ So everything went back to normal, except that Ashley started taking longer in the shower, but considering the alternatives, that was fine with me. I usually took my shower first, and sometimes afterward, when I knew she was in there pleasuring herself,
I would stroke my cock to orgasm, the thought of us both cumming at the same time making for some real power shots. As long as the bathroom door stayed between us, I figured it would be okay. I always came and got cleaned up long before she finished her shower, so you can imagine my surprise when one night just as I was about to shoot my load, I opened my eyes to see Ashley standing in front of me, a towel wrapped around her wet, naked body, and smiling as she watched me.
“You’re making your cock feel good, aren’t you, Daddy?” she asked sweetly.
For some reason that nasty observation, made in her innocent way, drove me over the edge. I grunted loudly, as a thick ribbon of cum shot out of me so hard that it hit me on the chin.
“Uuuhh, uuuhh …”
I moaned to the rhythm of my jizz rocketing out of the end of my cock, and landing on my chest.
“Wow, Daddy,” she said with awe, “Look at all that happy juice.”
Her voice was almost like another hand on my cock, causing my orgasm to finish with much more intensity than usual. Where normally those last few squirts would have just weakly spit out, landing on my hand, I let out a long moan, as they pumped out with almost as much force as the first blast.
“Uuuuuuuuhhhhh …” escaped my lips with a shudder, as the cum gushed out of me, landing on my chest, and belly.
Even after the last of my sperm left me, I kept pumping the shaft, as one more powerful surge of pleasure emanated from my cock, and spread through my whole body. I fell backward on the bed, still stroking myself, and I was rewarded for my efforts by a quick burst every few seconds as if my cock were still trying to cum. As the feeling began to fade, I lay gasping, giving my shaft a few more slow pumps. My mind was blank in the afterglow, almost completely unaware of my surroundings. Hell, if you had asked me my name at that moment, I probably couldn’t have told you.
I suddenly became aware of Ashley’s body on the bed next to me. I opened my eyes just wide enough to see that she had removed her towel and now sat next to my prone body stark naked. She was staring wide-eyed at the cock in my hand, and the cum on my body, seeming awed and fascinated by what she had just witnessed.
“I want to see what your happy juice tastes like, Daddy,” she whispered playfully.
I couldn’t even think of how to protest, much less do anything to stop her, so I just lay there passively as she scooped a big glob of sperm off of my chest with her finger, and popped it into her mouth.
“Mmmmmm,” she cooed, sucking her finger, and then pulling it out with a little smack, “It tastes really good, Daddy.”
She started surveying my cum splattered body with a greedy eye.
“Can I eat it all?”
At that point, I just gave up.
“Sure honey,” I sighed in resignation, “Go ahead.”
Her lithe little body crawled over me, as she dipped her head down, and started gobbling up my cum. She would put her lips to my skin, sucking up the thick sperm, and then lick off the remaining semen. As she worked her way up my chest, my cock, which had started to become flaccid in my hand, was suddenly rock hard again.
She licked, and sucked my seed into her mouth, swallowing as she went, and I thought, ‘Now you’ve done it.’ She licked the last little bit off my chin and then kissed me on the mouth. It was just a little peck, but it surprised me. She laid across my chest, resting her chin on her hands.
“Thanks, Daddy, that was yummy,” she said, sounding happy as a clam.
We lay there for a moment, and then I got curious.
“Why did you get out of the shower so soon?”
She just kind of shrugged.
“I didn’t feel like rubbing my pussy then.”
I arched an eyebrow.
“Then?” I asked, “So, what? You do now?”
She had been laying kind of sideways across my chest, with her legs on the bed, but now she drew her legs over and straddled my thigh.
“Well,” she said, rubbing her little pussy against me, “I was kinda hoping …” she trailed off, blushing, and looking away.
“What is it, baby?” I asked, feeling a bit nervous.
She bit her lip.
“Can you rub my pussy for me, Daddy?” she whispered,
My thigh suddenly felt damp, as she wiggled her hips.
“I don’t know if that’s a good idea, Ashley,” I sighed, feeling stupid for having said it almost as soon as it left my mouth.
I had just ejaculated in front of her, and let her eat the cum off of me. Was playing with her pussy again really gonna fuck her up any worse?
“Why not, Daddy?” she pleaded, “Don’t you love me?”
Oh shit! That night when she’d asked me why I was touching her.
“Because I love you, and want to make you feel good.”
I should have known that one was gonna come back to bite me on the ass.
“Of course, I love you, baby.”
I said quickly, taking her face in my hands, and looking her in the eyes.
“Daddy loves you very, very much Ashley. No matter what happens, I will always love you. Don’t forget that.”
“I love you too, Daddy,” she said, sounding reassured, but no less determined to get her pussy played with. Watching me shoot my load, and then eating my cum must have made her horny because she was practically begging.
“Please rub my pussy, Daddy.” Straddling my thigh as she was, her belly was pressed against my throbbing cock, and her little pussy was getting so wet that it was dripping onto my leg.
“I don’t know,” I started to protest, but she cut me off.
“I won’t tell anyone, and you can rub your cock on my butt. Please, Daddy.”
I was at a loss for words, so I just held her head against my chest with one hand and caressed her back with the other.
“I love you so much baby,” I whispered.
THE END OF PART TWO
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