From: bobandcarole@aol.com   
      
   Story: Taking my wife's advice   
      
      
   An Erotic Story   
      
   By bobandcarole   
      
         Heading off to bed, I looked in on my daughter, like I   
   usually do before going to bed with my wife.  Carol insists that   
   I look in on the child; even though she knows that I sometimes   
   masturbate while doing so ... something she hates.  So I take her   
   advice on the one thing, while ignoring it on the other.   
         Sandy looks so innocent, and so sweet; her sweet young body   
   filling out the sheets in a man's dream of what a developing girl   
   should look like, to attract the attention of the male of the   
   species ... Like me.   
         Looking closer at my little girl's face, hair making a   
   delicate frame around the child's beauty, I sniff deeply of young   
   woman.  The smell is intoxicating, while my daughter's beauty   
   fills my eyes.  I cannot stop myself from bending down and taking   
   a kiss from the soft red lips.   
         Sandy's lips move against mine; opening almost automatically   
   in her sleep to let my tongue taste the inside of her mouth.  The   
   child's breath is soft and sweet; while her tongue and mouth   
   taste like the remains of a lifesaver after it just finished   
   dissolving.   
         Slowly I pull the light sheet and blanket down, revealing   
   the child's nude body.  At only twelve years old, Sandy hasn't   
   developed the full breasts of her mother, or that she will   
   probably have herself in a few years.  Soft delicate mounds just   
   aching to be kissed (and I have many times already).  Barely an   
   inch about her chest; but still showing that the girl has   
   definitely become a woman.   
         Farther down, as I slowly drag the sheet to uncover more   
   beauty, is smooth, flat belly, with a Navel that Hefner would pay   
   millions to put in the centerfold of Playboy.  My heart ached at   
   my daughter's beauty.   
         I couldn't help or stop myself from uncovering the most   
   intimate part of my little girl's body; even though I knew it was   
   wrong for a father to feast on his own child's beauty like I do.   
   My wife has told me many times how wrong it is to jack off on my   
   own daughter.  But her innocent beauty had been too much to   
   resist; and finally a year or so later I hadn't.  Many nights   
   since then had been spent covering my daughter from eyes to   
   crotch with sticky white ropes of gooey semen; and not once had   
   Sandy ever objected; whether I did it while the child was awake;   
   or like now when she was unconscious to the presence of her   
   father.  Not even when I had spewed thick white semen into the   
   crotch of her panties, had the little girl raised the slightest   
   objection; though it had caused enough trouble with finding clean   
   ones in the morning that she no longer bothered to wear them at   
   night.   
         The sight of Sandy's smooth plump cunny lips, with a tiny   
   pointed nubbin in the middle, was enough to make my already-stiff   
   prick as hard as a rock.  I knew pre-cum and maybe even some   
   sperm was leaking from the tip; but I was too engrossed in   
   watching my daughter's slick little hole to even think about   
   touching myself.  Time enough for that, later.   
      
      
      
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         I was tempted to put my head down and taste the slick wet   
   heat of the child; but didn't dare.  If I did, I'd be squirting   
   my seed all over the bed instead of my daughter where it   
   belonged.  Instead, I pulled the sheet completely down, revealing   
   Sandy's legs.  While I'm not a leg man; and she's perhaps a   
   little too skinny for a Playboy Model, Sandy's legs were quite   
   satisfying to a pedophile like me.  Yeah, if you haven't guessed   
   by now, I think little girls can be sexy.  My daughter, to me   
   anyway, is probably the sexiest creature on the earth, even if   
   not the most beautiful.  Knowing the child had reached puberty   
   only a few months earlier, just increased the little girl's   
   sexiness from being achingly beautiful and sexy to look at, to   
   almost driving me crazy that I wasn't allowed to bury my prick in   
   her body and ejaculate my semen inside her womb several times a   
   day.  And the knowledge that Sandy had finished her period just   
   little over a week and a half earlier, and was probably ovulating   
   either right now or in the next day or two, was almost enough to   
   drive me insane.  Perhaps, it did.   
         No longer thinking with my head but my prick, I dropped the   
   robe I was wearing, and climbed on the bed between my daughter's   
   legs.  Knowing the danger, knowing my wife was still waiting for   
   me to come to bed in the next room, knowing that if the little   
   girl objected my life would be over, couldn't stop me.  Still,   
   Sandy never HAD objected even once to what I do.   
         Almost automatically, Sandy raised her legs when I pushed on   
   them, so I could climb between them.  I was entranced by the   
   utter depravity, and yet utter beauty of what I was going to do.   
   It may seem insane, but watching my swollen prick spread the   
   plump lips of my daughter's vagina was probably the most   
   beautiful sight I've ever seen.  Even if I had been watching a   
   stranger slide his prick into my little girl, instead of doing it   
   myself, with my own hardened and swollen member, I think I would   
   have been too entranced with the beauty of their coupling to   
   raise an objection until the man had buried his prick to the hilt   
   in the child's belly, and was pumping thick white cum into the   
   fertile depths of my 12-year-old daughter's receptive and   
   pubescent young womb; spasming his seed into the child's waiting   
   fertility in spurt after glorious spurt of reproductive fluid.   
         However, the slick wet heat of Sandy's tight little slit   
   spreading around the swollen head of my cock was too incredibly   
   erotic a sensation to allow me to contemplate the beauty of our   
   coupling for more than a second or two.  I was unable to stop   
   myself from grabbing my prick and wiping the pre-cum dribbling   
   head up and down the child's slit, so that both her tiny little   
   vagina and my swollen and turgid penis were both soaked and   
   slippery with our secretions.  Then I did it.  Yes, I fucked my   
   own sleeping little girl.  I just couldn't help it.   
         First a tight ring snapped over the head of my prick; then   
   as I pulled out and pushed back in, inch after precious inch of   
   my little girl's cunny slipped wetly over the shaft as it slid   
   slowly inside her.  God, is my daughter tight.  No matter how   
   many times I fuck her, it seems almost like a rubber vise   
   squeezing and milking on me.   
      
      
      
      
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         Feeling her own father's prick sliding into her body woke   
   Sandy up.  I never could see how my daughter could stay asleep   
   even that long.   
         "Daddy?" she asked, sleepily; wiping her eyes and looking   
   down at where her father's penis was slowly working its way into   
   her nubile young body.  "What are you doing, Daddy?"   
         "Shhh," I hushed her.  "Daddy's just fucking you so you can   
      
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