Story: A FAMILY AT LAST 2  of 5   
      
      
   Part 2   
   I was in the shower naked with my nine-year-old daughter who had   
   just stroked my eager cock to one of the best orgasms I had ever   
   had in my life. I gradually started to return to my senses, and   
   looked down into my little girl's eyes. Realizing I seemed to be   
   done, Amy's still soapy hand moved lightly now between my legs,   
   cupping my balls, cautiously squeezing. "Was that the right way to   
   do it, Daddy? Did I do it OK?"   
      
   "OH... sweetie..." was all I could manage.   
      
   "Wow! Look at all that sperm! I never thought there'd be THAT much!"   
   she blurted out little girlishly. Both of her soft smooth arms went   
   around my waist as she let her wet, sleek young body slide silkily   
   around my thigh to press against my belly. Her small firm nipples   
   felt like ripe strawberries as she squeezed her nearly flat chest   
   firm against my still throbbing, semi-flaccid, cum-smeared cock. She   
   looked lovingly up into my face and hugged me hard. "I love you,   
   Daddy," she whispered.   
      
   "Oh baby, I love you too," was all I could think of. I moved back   
   with Amy still clinging to me, and collapsed onto the built-in   
   shower seat in the corner. I tried to keep my eyes off my little   
   daughter. Amy spun and nestled her wet taut little back between my   
   thighs, pulling my arms around her. She leaned her head back to kiss   
   me, open-mouthed, clingingly. "Was that really OK, Daddy?" she asked   
   uncertainly.   
      
   "Oh, yes, it was wonderful, Amy. But you still shouldn't have done   
   it, honey. We talked about this before."   
      
   "I know, but I really, truly wanted to do something special for you.   
   It has been so nice to be with you, just the two of us. And I love   
   you so much, Daddy."   
      
   "I know, sugar, and I love you, more than I could ever say." I had   
   to lighten this up, and as I searched for something to say, the   
   first thing that came to mind was the stupid question, "Honey, how   
   did you know how to do that?"   
      
   "Dad, not every girl in my school is a virgin, you know! Some of the   
   other girls talk about it. Was it REALLY OK?" she asked, looking   
   coquettishly, directly into my eyes.   
      
   "Much more OK than I can tell you, honey... but we still WON'T do   
   that again. Understand?"   
      
   I could feel her small body slump, as she seemed very disappointed,   
   but finally she said very, very softly, "Oh, Daddy, I just don't   
   understand. I'm sorry, and... oh, Daddy, do you really feel that   
   way? Really?"   
      
   "Yes, baby," I answered simply if not perfectly truthfully. As we   
   got out of the shower and dried off I could not keep my eyes from   
   taking in Amy's swelling nipples, her perfect round butt and   
   hopelessly intriguing hairless little pussy mound. I didn't want any   
   of the thoughts that raged through my brain.   
      
   After Amy and I dried off, there was a long odd awkward silence   
   between us. I hurried to put on my shorts, very embarrassed at the   
   way my cock was beginning to swell once again. Still totally naked,   
   my pretty young daughter looked up at me with large, questioning   
   eyes, and I knew that she was struggling with her own doubts and   
   fears about what the long term impact would be of her having just   
   stroked her own father's large manshaft to a loud horny orgasm. She   
   was obviously confused about why something that had seemed to make   
   me feel so good was now making me feel so uncomfortable with her.   
      
   She had known, and I had not been able to hide the fact, that I   
   was aroused, excited, even thrilled by the look and feel of her   
   luscious young female body. I had thrust my leg between hers to   
   feel the pure sensual pleasure of her sleek wet thighs and even   
   her sweet virgin pussy rubbing against my thigh. I had obviously   
   needed and thoroughly enjoyed the feeling of her soft hand pumping   
   my stiff aching cock to a lustful ejaculation. We couldn't just   
   ignore what had just happened, and we had to deal somehow with   
   the fact that we still loved and depended upon each other very,   
   very much.   
      
   "Oh, Amy, honey," I finally blurted out, "don't feel bad about this,   
   please, sweetheart. I'm so sorry that I wasn't more careful and more   
   responsible about preventing that. I will be a better daddy for you   
   from now on, honey, I promise."   
      
   But she got all teary then and said, "But Daddy, I don't understand   
   what's wrong. I just wanted so badly to be with you that way... and   
   I thought that you liked it. And then when it was so nice, and so...   
   Oh, Daddy, I thought you would always want to be with me that way.   
   But now it just feels so funny, and I don't know what to do... or   
   how to make it okay again, or... I just don't understand."   
      
   I scooped my precious little girl up in my arms, and hugged her   
   small naked body close to me. I was feeling all of the illicit   
   lust and desire for her that I had ever felt, and I was so damned   
   tempted to take this one step further... to just let myself go...   
   to take full advantage of my own young daughter's sexuality. But I   
   knew that I could not trust my feelings that way with this   
   delicious little female body that made my so crazy with my own   
   perverted sexual cravings. This was my own daughter, that I   
   desperately loved, and I had to protect her, to be a responsible,   
   trustworthy father for her. I couldn't just let myself forget all   
   that as I indulged my pent-up lust in ravaging her tender young   
   virginity.   
      
   I carried my daughter, still very aware of her total nudity, into   
   my bedroom, and lay down with her on the bed. I wasn't able to   
   explain in words how I felt, or the powerful feelings that I   
   struggled with, but I was able to hold her and pet her and love   
   her. I cuddled with my little girl for a very long time, kissing   
   her, softly stroking and petting her small breasts, caressing her   
   flat firm belly. Finally, after she had relaxed and knew how much   
   I truly loved and cared for her, I was able to explain that I was   
   not a perfect father, that I did have feelings for her that I could   
   not justify, and that I was not always able to cope with them as   
   well as I should. But I had to try - for her sake - to be a caring,   
   responsible parent, to protect her and to give her her very best   
   chance to become a happy, well-adjusted adult.   
      
   I explained that we could be close to each other, and that we could   
   even acknowledge the... uh, more physical feelings that I had for   
   her, but that I could not let myself take advantage of her trusting,   
   open innocence to the point that I would use her young body to   
   satisfy my own very adult sexual needs. Amy looked at we with a   
   wisdom beyond her age, and said, "But Daddy, I have sexual needs,   
   too, and I have thought a lot about this, and..."   
      
   I kissed her then, with a kiss somewhere between a father and a   
   lover, and said very simply, "No, sweetheart. We just can't." Amy   
   kissed me again, and then she got up to return to the bathroom and   
   dress for bed.   
      
      
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