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   From: mccoyf@millcomm.com   
      
                         A Little Knowledge   
                          An Erotic Story   
      
        "Daddy?"   
        The sixteen-year-old asking the question was a heart-   
   stopper.  She certainly almost stopped Dan's heart as she   
   entered his bedroom while he was naked and almost ready to   
   start jacking-off since his wife was out shopping and   
   wouldn't be back for several hours.   
        "Yes, Cyndi?" he started; then did a double-take as he   
   took in what his daughter was wearing.  Or, almost more-   
   correctly *wasn't* wearing.  The girl in red bikini bra and   
   panties made of soft lace material you could pretty much see   
   right through, wasn't exactly hiding her charms by wearing   
   the lacy underwear.  In fact, she looked far sexier than she   
   would likely have done naked.  The nubility of the child was   
   just enhanced by the thin mesh that did almost nothing to   
   hide the pert nipples underneath the two tiny triangles at   
   the top; and the equally thin panties did even less to hide   
   the furry young bush that didn't quite cover the teenager's   
   pouting young slit, either.  "Uh, Cyndi," Dan corrected   
   himself, "I don't think you should be wearing that outfit in   
   here ... especially while I'm naked."   
        Dan tried to reach for the covers to hide his growing   
   erection; then decided that would call more attention to his   
   "problem" than merely covering it up with an arm and   
   pretending such a thing as an erect penis just didn't belong   
   to the father of a lovely teenaged girl.   
        "What's the matter, Daddy?  Don't you like it?" she   
   asked; posing almost in front of her father's nose and   
   twirling, arms outstretched just above his head so he got a   
   whiff of pretty-girl, as well as quite an eyeful.  The firm   
   young breasts hardly covered at all by the lacy top, along   
   with the furry nest hardly hidden by the soft mesh of the   
   bikini-bottom, along with flaring womanly hips and soft   
   belly just tended to emphasize the extreme fertility of the   
   young woman.  If anything, Cyndi was far sexier than most of   
   the sexiest women in porn magazines and motion-pictures; and   
   likelier to arouse a man than even she would be when two   
   years older and "legal" to fuck while somebody was taking a   
   picture of her to document the fact.  That she was already   
   "legal" to have sex with even then, was beside the point:   
   They made rather stringent exceptions for fathers; and   
   called it, "Incest."   
        Dan was tongue-tied for a moment.  He didn't want to   
   lie to his daughter; he never had before; but how to say she   
   shouldn't wear sexy outfits in front of a man unless she   
   wanted to fuck him without practically inviting her to do   
   just that; and how to request that she stop without implying   
   that he didn't like what he saw?  That last was the very   
   problem, of course.  Dan liked what he saw very much indeed.   
        Cyndi noticed.  "Oh Daddy," she gurgled; smiling   
   broadly.  "You *do* like me!"   
        It was all Dan could do to keep the girl's reaching   
   fingers from grabbing his now painfully hard prick; tucked   
   down into his lap as it was.  "Uh ... Cyndi?" he prompted;   
   trying to change the subject back to something less   
   dangerous.  "What was it that you came in here to ask?"   
        Cyndi pouted a bit at being distracted; but decided her   
   original tack might be more productive after all.  "Daddy?"   
   she asked, "Is this true?" while waving a sheaf of papers   
   past his nose.   
        "Is *what* true, Hon?"  Without a closer look, Dan   
   couldn't tell what it was his nubile young daughter was   
   waving.  That it was a computer printout, was about the only   
   obvious thing about it.   
        "This stuff you read on the net."   
        `Stuff *I* read?"  Suddenly Dan was sweating.  If his   
   teenaged daughter got any idea of what Dan *really* spent   
   most of his time reading on the net, especially in the   
   alt.sex.stories.incest newsgroups ....   
        "Uhuh," she confirmed.  "Stuff like this:"  Here Cyndi   
   struck a pose; holding the paper out in front of her while   
   arching her back so her bosom was almost in Dan's mouth   
   while quoting from the paper.  "There's nothing a young girl   
   can do to prove how much she *really* loves her father, than   
   to take his thick prick up inside her body, his cum-engorged   
   member swelling and spurting hot sticky goo in her vagina,   
   his virile and potent sperm squirting deep inside her womb   
   where it belongs, and (hopefully) even his baby in her   
   belly.  There's also nothing a man can do to prove to the   
   child how much he loves his little girl than by filling her   
   tummy with thick gooey white squirts of his baby-making and   
   incestuous seed while his daughter is ovulating and fertile.   
   After all, *every* little girl needs *lots* of sex from her   
   daddy; just like every man's ultimate fantasy, wish, dream,   
   and often actual physical *need* is to feel his own nubile   
   young daughter's tight little vagina convulsing and cramping   
   around his prick; milking it for hot sticky sperm-laden   
   semen while she's between periods, ovulating, and completely   
   unprotected against the baby-making effects of her own   
   father's potent and virile seed; just like it's the ultimate   
   fantasy and thrill for any girl to feel the same thing; as   
   her father doesn't just fuck her like any normally decent   
   man might tend to daughter's sexual needs; but actually   
   ejaculates inside the child and pumps his baby in his own   
   sexy little girl's fertile young womb."  After finishing,   
   Cyndi paused then asked again, "Is that right, Daddy?"   
        "Uh ... Cyndi," Dan sweated out the words.  "That's   
   just a *story*.  It isn't meant to be taken seriously or as   
   advice."   
        "Oh Daddy ... I *know* that!" Cyndi disgustedly   
   disparaged his reply, while Dan heaved a silent sigh of   
   relief.  "What I mean is," she explained, "Is it right for   
   *you*?"   
        "Huh?  Me?"   
        "I mean, is that what YOU want to do?" she asked; then   
   expounded:  "Do you want to ...."  Here Cyndi looked close   
   at the offending paper; reading from further down, "Put your   
   big babymaker up in my tight little slit and pump my belly   
   full of incestuous baby-goo, like every little girl needs to   
   feel at least once from her father?"  Finishing the quote,   
   Cyndi stood waiting; dangerously, and not too patiently.   
        This time Dan was *quite* visibly sweating as he tried   
   to answer truthfully without making Cyndi feel obligated to   
   have sex with him ... in fact, hopefully to send the   
   teenager back to her room, curiosity satisfied, but with   
   nothing haven taken place between them except for her   
   already having seen him naked.  "Of course I *want* to," he   
   explained; trying to hurry the entire answer before   
   something drastic happened.  "It's just that a ... man isn't   
   .. supposed ... to ...."   
        Dan's voice trailed off as with an enormous grin his   
   sexy young daughter started stripping off first the flimsy   
   bra, and then the frilly panties.  Then, reaching between   
   them, the girl grabbed her father's now cum-dripping penis   
   with one hand and shuffled closer.  The only words Cyndi had   
   heard in the whole response from her father, were the three   
   important ones: "I want to."  Anything else where Dan was   
      
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