From: OneSickPuppy@HotMail.com   
      
   Story: Dad I Love You   
      
      
   I always knew that what my Dad did was wrong, but I couldn’t turn him   
   down. I loved him too much. I didn’t realise it was wrong until I was at   
   least eight or nine years old, and by that time we’d been doing it since   
   I was six years old. Anyway I’m jumping ahead. This is how things started.   
      
   When I was six years old I must have had a larger sex drive than the   
   other kids, because I always liked to feel good down there. I discovered   
   that if I rubbed myself just inside my knickers then I would feel really   
   good, and that the feeling would spread all through my body. I didn’t   
   know that this wasn’t what six-year-old kids were supposed to do. I   
   thought it was ok, as you do when you’re that age.   
      
   Well I always used to play with myself when I was in bed, because I   
   would fall asleep quicker. I was always closer to my dad than my mom,   
   and he used to read me a story before I went to bed, and while he was   
   reading I always used to have my hand on my young pussy, but he didn’t   
   know because I was under my quilt. I loved my dad very much, and   
   sometimes I wished that he would touch me because sometimes it got   
   boring when I was by myself.   
      
   One night my mom and dad had a big argument and my dad come to see me.   
   I’d been crying because I didn’t like it when they shouted, and he came   
   and put his arms around me and kissed me on top of my head. He said that   
   things were all right, and that sometimes he and mom didn’t agree so   
   they had to shout to show how they felt. He also said that he would be   
   sleeping on the sofa that night so he could give mom some time to think   
   by herself. I said that he could sleep in my bed if he wanted to, and   
   that I wanted him to because I wanted to make sure he would stay, and   
   still be here in the morning.   
      
   Well my dad got into bed with me and obviously because I didn’t think   
   there was anything wrong with it I started to play with myself so I   
   would fall asleep. Well my dad heard what I was doing and asked how I’d   
   learnt about it.  I told him it was by accident because I found out when   
   I really needed the toilet and I realised it felt good when I touched   
   myself there. I asked him to touch me down there, and at first he   
   refused. But I looked sad and started crying, so he took my nightie off   
   and he turned me onto my stomach, and he ran his hands down my back,   
   which felt so good. Then he rubbed my clit and then he stopped. I asked   
   why he stopped, he said because he couldn’t believe what he was doing to   
   his little girl. I said that I wanted him to carry on and he did.   
      
   He slid a finger into me, and at first I screamed but it felt really   
   good too. He asked why I screamed, I said because it hurt. Then he took   
   his finger out and held me tight to his bare chest and he kept saying   
   sorry, over and over again, for hurting me. I said it was ok, and we   
   hugged for a long time. Then he asked if he could kiss me, I said well   
   you always kiss me. He said no, I want to kiss you here and he placed a   
   hand on my pussy, I said that he could. He got on his knees with me on   
   the edge of the bed and he kissed me at the top where my knicker line   
   is. Then he slid his tongue up my pussy. ‘Daddy that feels so good,   
   please don’t stop’ are the words I said. It felt so good. Then I had my   
   first orgasm from being licked out and I loved it. Then my dad held me   
   all night while we slept.   
      
   It became a regular thing after that night. I was so happy now because   
   I’d always wanted my dad to touch me there. I didn’t know it wasn’t the   
   kind of relationship I was supposed to have with my dad though. I   
   thought it was all ok. I didn’t tell anybody, and I wondered if my mom   
   knew what we did. He always spent longer in my bedroom when he said he   
   was reading me a story, because he used to like making me come at least   
   three times a night.   
      
   One night I asked him if he would like to have the same feeling that I   
   have. By now I was seven years old and we had got closer together. He   
   said that he often does it to himself when he’s in the toilet at night   
   because I make him want to play with himself. I said that he could do it   
   in front of me if he wanted. He asked if he could put his cock in my   
   mouth and if I would lick it and kiss it for him. I said ‘daddy I love   
   you, I will do anything for you.’ He kissed me on the head and hugged me   
   for a long time after I said that. I didn’t lick or kiss his cock that   
   night; I didn’t do it until I was at least 11 years old. He would always   
   lick me out, and make me cum but he would never let me lick him so he   
   could cum.   
      
   When I was 11 I went to high school. Most of my friends had boyfriends,   
   and I never told them about what me and my dad did. My dad often asked   
   me if I wanted to have a boy of my own age, but I always said ‘daddy as   
   long as I’ve got you I don’t need anybody else.’ By this time we had   
   been ‘together’ for 5 years, and it had never been so good. I had learnt   
   all about sex from my father, and he said that I should only have sex   
   when I feel ready. I asked him if he would take my virginity, he said if   
   that’s what I really wanted then he would. My mom still didn’t know what   
   my dad and me did, and I don’t think she ever will.   
      
   One night, I was waiting in my bed, and my dad come in, he looked pale   
   and I asked him what was wrong. He said that a friend of his at work had   
   been arrested for having sex with a younger girl. He said that maybe him   
   and me shouldn’t keep doing what we did every night. Then I started   
   crying, I don’t know why. I think it was because I thought I was going   
   to lose my dad. He hugged me and kissed me, and he said that if I wanted   
   to carry on we would, just as long as I didn’t tell anybody. I said,   
   ‘dad I haven’t told anyone so far, so I don’t think I will now.’ He held   
   me for a long time after that. My dad wasn’t in it just so he could have   
   his way with a younger girl; he was in it because I loved him, and   
   because he felt wanted when he was with me.   
      
   Well not long after that I said that I wanted to make him happy. I said   
   that I wanted to suck his cock. He knew he wasn’t going to win if he   
   argued so he let me do my work. I took his cock in my hands, which I had   
   been doing for 3 years now. He hadn’t let me handle his cock at first,   
   but after a couple of years he relaxed and let me jerk him off. I then   
   knelt down by his waist, and I licked his cock like I would lick a   
   lollipop. He moaned and I knew this pleasured him. I swirled my tongue   
   around the head of his cock, which made him moan even more. Then I just   
   took the whole of his cock into my mouth, and ran my tongue up the side   
   along with my mouth. I also kept on swirling my tongue round the head,   
   which made him go wild. After a while I felt fingers by my pussy, and he   
   pulled me onto him so my pussy was open to his face. Then he slid his   
      
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