Why did you have one?" she asked in all innocence. "W-well," he stammered, "men do get turned on by lots of things. Even just thinking of sex." "Were you thinking of sex then?" she asked, and then not waiting for a reply, continued, "but you don't have sex, do you?" At this point Andrew had reached a full erection which he covered neatly with the towel. He wanted her. He wanted to show her his love. It was true that he had not had sex for years and years, and now he felt the yearning to experience the love that two people can share together. He wanted to share the pleasure with his own daughter. "How old are you now, Honey?" he asked. "You know how old I am, Daddy." "Well, I think that you're old enough to understand what happens between men and women -- you're nearly a woman yourself." "I know all that stuff," she said curtly, "they teach us all about it at school and I do talk to my friends, you know!" "I've got to tell you something, Ali," he continued. "I'm only human. and you said yourself that I haven't had sex for a long time. You know how I loved your mother and how nobody else would do. Hell, I don't even date!" he paused for a moment, then took a deep breath and said: "For a little while now I have noticed you growing up and you have made me start feeling aroused again." "Daddy!" cried Alison. "I'm your daughter!" "I know, sweetheart, but you are so beautiful and I love you so much, my mind and body just can't ignore it. It's not easy for me. I have missed your mother so much, but after a while I didn't feel any need for sex, not if it was without her, but now I am beginning to remember.

It's all coming back. You must remember that it was love that created you." Ali felt so sorry for her father. She couldn't bear to think of him being sad and so she rushed across the room and flung her arms around his neck. "I love you, daddy, you know I do!" she sobbed, the tears began to run down her face and fall onto Andrew's chest. He gripped her tightly with both hands. The towel slipped to the floor and Ali felt the stab of his hardness on her belly. She moved her head down slightly to see what was pressing against her. She had never seen an erection before and looked closely at it while pretending to still have her face pressed into his chest. The wetness of his body was making her school clothes damp. She could feel the water seeping into her blouse and skirt. For a full minute they stood and hugged eachother, then Andrew broke the silence. "I saw you sitting on the bed when you were on the phone to Elspeth. You had your legs apart and I could see your panties. I started to imagine things -- you know -- seeing you. I just couldn't help it. And now you are here and it's happening again." Ali was confused and upset. How could her own father be turned on by her? She was not much more than a child and didn't have that much to look at, but the warmth of his embrace was wonderful. It felt as if she was so safe.

She thought of her father who by this time was sobbing quietly too, his sobbing a mixture of pleasure and guilt all rolled into one. She so wanted him to be back to 'normal', the smiling, joking father who loved her so much. She felt a sensation building up inside her as she clung to him. She couldn't really understand why she felt the way she did, but it just seemed that she had to do something. Ali broke free from her father's embrace and took two paces backward. She stood in front of him, staring with those big green eyes of hers. She so wanted to help him. She thought for a second and without taking her eyes away from his she reached round and unfastened her school skirt. It gently slipped to the floor revealing the little pink bikini panties. Andrew looked down at her. He could see the lovely mound between her legs and this made his penis twitch all the more. Ali knew she was having the right effect and slowly unbuttoned her blouse. She opened it and slipped it from her shoulders. Andrew looked as her small firm breasts appeared held tightly in her bra. He could see the outline of her nipples pressing against the fabric. His erection jolted again. She had come this far and there would be no stopping now. Ali reached behind her back and uncoupled the straps, then thrusting her shoulders forward flipped the straps forwards and down until she was just holding the cloth infront of her. With one deft movement she threw her arms forward and let the bra slide down her arms and land on the floor at his feet. She let her arms drop to her sides, exposing her naked breasts to him. Andrew gasped a little as the small mounds came into view. They were beautifully round and firm, pointing towards him. Her nipples were a pinkish brown and were beginning to swell a little. Ali felt the change and looked at her breasts. This hadn't happened before without her rubbing them. She looked at her father and how he was examining every inch of her with his gaze. He looked so handsome, so kind, so caring -so much like her 'old' daddy. Finally, Ali took a deep breath.

She hooked her thumbs into the top of her panties and bent forwards, sliding them to the floor. She stepped out of them and stood up, her mound exposed to his view. He let his eyes roam over his daughter's sex, fascinated by the crop of fine red hair that covered the long, darker slit that disappeared between her closed thighs. Ali sensed his probing and spread her legs slightly so that he could see more. Andrew's body quivered. He was so close to coming right there. "Can - Can I touch you, darling?" he asked in a soft voice. "Yes, Daddy, but please be gentle," came the reply. He moved forward and placed his right hand on top of her head, gently stroking her lovely hair. He reached forward with his other hand and brushed her cheek. Now with growing confidence he swept her hair away from her face and gazed into her eyes. God -- how beautiful. His hands continued down over her body, gently caressing her soft skin. Her shoulders, arms, side. thighs, belly. He paused for a moment. Still looking deep into those hypnotic eyes he placed his fingers lightly on her firm young breast. He traced small circular patterns all around then concentrated on the protruding nipple. Each time he brushed past it Ali breathed a little harder. He noticed the change in her face, it had mellowed as she felt a wave of pleasure drift through her body. Her eyes were slightly glazed. Her breathing grew ever faster and the stiffness slowly melted away from her body. She was enjoying this new experience. Andrew continued to move his other hand downwards, letting his finger slip gently into and out of her navel, then down further until he felt the soft mat of her whispy pubic hair. He cupped his hand and moved further so that her entire mound was now under his fingers. Ali let out a little gasp as he slowly moved his hand up and down, brushing the light covering of hair as he did so. He then let his middle finger stiffen and slide into the folds of her skin.

She gasped again as he tenderly worked on her little clitoris which grew ever harder to his touch. He moved his head towards her and kissed the top of her sweet head, taking in the smell of her hair. She moved her head back and kissed him squarely on the mouth -a baby kiss, a little girl's kiss, a daughter's kiss. "I love you, sweetheart," he moaned. "I love you so, so much." "Oh, Daddy... Daddy!" came her breathless reply. With that he picked up her little body and carried her from the bathroom, leaving a pile of discarded clothes on the floor. As he walked he thought of a book he had read. It contained a passage where a father seduces his young daughter and finally takes her virginity. He remembered how the little girl had shouted, "Fuck me Daddy! Fuck me harder." and that the man had replied, "Take Daddy's prick, Honey, let me fill your cunt, and I'll fill you with my cum. Squeeze your cunt, let me fuck your cunt." Andrew thought how different it would be for him and Ali. He didn't want all this 'dirty' talk. This situation was born out of love, not the lust of an older man for a small, virgin body. He carried her into his bedroom and laid her on the bed. He moved the pillows to make it more comfortable for her. She lay there, looking up at him with her big, watery green eyes. She tossed her hair back in that way he loved so much and smiled at him. He moved her legs apart and gently rubbed her bud again.

He could feel the wetness of her juices on his hand. He slowly inserted one finger between the lips and searched for the entrance to her love hole. Ali was breathing faster again, and was beginning to make involuntary movements with her hips. Suddenly his finger slipped deep into her and her hips bucked. She let out a whimper and moaned as his finger moved in and out of her body. He could feel her muscles tense slightly -- she was going to come. He stopped short and slid his finger from her body. She relaxed slightly, her eyes now closed in concentration as the pleasure radiated through her body. Ali did not know that it could feel so good. She continued to move and twitch as if he still had his finger inside her. Without warning she shuddered as she felt Andrew's fingers pull the lips of her labia apart and insert his tongue. He lapped at the opening to her vagina, taking in all the tastes and aromas of her young sex, then started making longer strokes and caressed her clitoris. She cried out even louder as his tongue delivered pleasure to her clit with every lick. He could feel her juices flowing freely around his nose and mouth and pressed his face hard into her mound. Ali's body was moving with more urgency now, matching the movements of his probing tongue with thrusts of her hips. She moaned rhythmically in time with her bucking, the volume gradually increasing as the speed of the motions increased. Andrew could feel her body begin to tense as she approached her first orgasm. He felt her body stiffen, her back arch and her hips press hard into his face without retreating. Ali let out a louder moan and felt the warm pleasant ripple of orgasm surge through her body, then the second surge that she thought was going to blow her mind. Andrew gently lapped at the extra flow of juices that came with his daughter's climax. For a few seconds the pair clung to eachother then Ali relaxed and fell back onto the bed. "Oh, Daddy!" she cried, "That felt so good, I have never felt like that before." "That's an orgasm, sweetheart. It's a wonderful feeling." Ali looked at her father's body standing at the end of the bed in front of her. His erection had not diminished and as she looked at his body his penis quivered. She slipped off the bed and moved towards her father. She reached out a hand and with a degree of trepidation took his erection in her hand. She felt the involuntary jerks as she touched it. She turned him round and pushed him back towards the bed.

As the backs of his legs touched the bed he sank down in front of her. She sank to her knees, and taking a deep breath took the first couple of inches into her mouth. She had never done this before, never even dreamed of doing this before, but had read about it being done and so thought that it was the thing to do in this situation. Her inexperience made the act all the more exciting for Andrew. He moaned loudly as her lips pushed backwards and forwards across the head of his manhood. Gradually more and more of his length disappeared into her small mouth. She stopped for a second as the tip prodded the back of her throat almost making her gag. She pulled away then started to kiss and lick its entire length. Working her mouth over the head again she used her tongue, licking all around the swollen head and around the crease that lies just below it. Andrew's moans grew more urgent and his hips started bucking as hers had done. The waves of pleasure started rushing through his body and down into his scrotum. He felt them tighten. "I'm gonna come, darling." he moaned, and with that his penis twitched and the first spurt shot from the end and coated the roof of her mouth.

Ali was both surprised and a little frightened as she felt his cream wash round her mouth. A second, longer spurt hit the back of her throat and she moved her head back making room to swallow his load. The final few drops of cum dripped from the end of his penis and landed on her tongue. She licked round removing all trace of his seed and sat back on the floor in front of him, smiling the broad, childish smile that he loved so much. She moved her tongue round inside her mouth, feeling for the drops of cum that she hadn't swallowed. She worked them against the roof of her mouth tasting the taste of man for the first time. Right in front of her eyes his erection ebbed away and he lay back on the bed panting. It had been the most wonderful experience of his life. His young daughter had pleasured him in a way no woman had ever done -- and that included his much missed wife. Ali got up and moved onto the bed next to him. For the next twenty minutes nothing was said. She felt a warm glow inside her, a great feeling that she had been able to help her father, and at the same time a feeling that she had been fulfilled in some way. She had grown up so much in the last half hour.

Andrew held her in his arms and stared at the ceiling. The guilt had all but gone as he realized that she had thoroughly enjoyed their love. He let one hand move down and started stroking her little clit again. She moaned, almost purred, as she felt his touch and reciprocated by taking his limp penis in her fingers, lightly rolling it around. Gradually it began to grow in her little palm. He knew what was next. "Sweetheart," he spoke with a soft, caring voice. "Would you like us to make love properly?" "Will it hurt, Daddy?" she replied. "It seems so big and I'm still only quite small." "It might hurt a little at first," he admitted. "You see, you're still a virgin and you have a small film of skin inside you to protect the uppermost parts of your young vagina when you're litle. I'll have to break through this before we can make love properly. Every girl has to break her maidenhood at some time." Not every girl has it done by her father, she thought! Andrew moved her around on the large bed so that he was directly between her thighs. He gently rubbed her clitoris again, and feeling the juice begin to flow guided his manhood towards her. She lay transfixed, waiting for the pain to come. He entered her a little way and made small movements to stimulate her more. He did not want to hurt her. He moved in slightly further and felt the tip of his penis touch the covering of skin. Ali jumped a little as she felt his touch. He took all his weight on his left forearm so that he could stroke her hair reassuringly with his free hand, then with one swift movement he thrust forward and broke through. She cried out as the pain hit her but relaxed soon afterwards thinking to herself that it had not been as bad as she had been expecting. Andrew began a gentle rhythmic movement, slipping easily in and out of her tight vagina. Ali was moving her hips up and down in time with his so that each thrust was captured with a collision of their bodies. The pain was subsiding, but she was not thinking of this. She could feel her body start to tense and this time knew that she was building up to a climax. She clutched at her father's shoulders as they bounced on the bed. Their breathing was syncronized to the movements of their hips, each thrust being met with a moaning grunt from each of them. He felt that his moment was coming and held her tight, and without a word between them the strokes of lovemaking became fiercer and more urgent. He felt the walls of her small vagina tense and he thrust one last powerful thrust and felt his penis ram up against her cervix. She let out a cry and came with a force much greater than before. He too tensed as her climax gripped him inside of her and he felt a stream of liquid rush through into her body.

A few more strokes emptied him completely and he rolled over onto the bed beside her, exhausted. They both knew that this would not be the last time that they shared their love for eachother in this way. For a few minutes they had been one with eachother, sharing feelings that few fathers and daughters do. This had been an act of love between them and it would remain so in the future. There was no lust for eachother's flesh, no selfish desire to be sexually stimulated and no need to have sex at every waking moment in the future. This was love, pure love, an indescribable love that they would share when they both wanted to show their deepest feelings for eachother and in that way it could never be called dirty or deprived.

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Little Oral Annie