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Archive name: temta.txt (M/g, inc, ped, alcohol)
Authors name: Gungadick (yataala@aol.com)
Story title : Temptation of Eve

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The Temptation of Eve (M/g, g/b, inc, oral, ped, alcohol)
by Gungadick (yataala@aol.com)

***

A young daughter's indiscretion develops an incestual 
twist.

***

The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not "real life." Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a 
fellow convict in their local prison.

***

"Ohhhhnnn!" Phil Baxter groaned inwardly. 

He had just walked in the door from a very hard day at 
work to find his youngest daughter sitting in the far 
corner of the living room, facing the wall. He walked 
into the kitchen to find his wife fixing dinner. She 
leaned towards him as he came up to her and he kissed the 
proffered cheek. He walked over to the fridge and pulled 
out a beer. 

"Before dinner?" His wife asked. Her eyebrows raised in 
the familiar arch of disapproval.

"Been a rough day!" Phil informed her and took a swallow.

"That's no reason to turn to alcohol," his wife informed 
him as she embarked on the all too familiar sermon.

Phil Baxter drank perhaps six beers in an average week. 
Sometimes more if there was an event like a picnic or if 
he went out to a ball game, and then there were weeks 
when he didn't even drink a single beer. His wife told 
him he was an alcoholic. Her father had been one and she 
hated all forms of alcohol. 

She even bemoaned the fact that the priest used wine 
during the Sunday service. Phil had put up with it for 
twenty-four years and figured he could put up with it for 
another twenty-four if that were the only thing she'd 
bitch about. 

"What's she done now?" Phil said and pointed to the 
living room doorway with the long necked bottle.

His wife looked at the bottle with distaste and shook her 
head. She glanced over at the doorway as though she could 
see through the wall.

"Emily called up and said she caught her and little Billy 
playing doctor again!"

"Again? Maybe it's time we start putting away for Harvard 
Medical!" Phil said and smiled. 

"It's not funny, Phil!" His wife bemoaned. "God, how many 
times has this been now?"

"Ahhh! Don't make such a big deal out of it. Weren't you 
curious at that age?"

"Curious is one thing, but she's fixated!" His wife 
snapped.

Phil raised an eyebrow. Jeanne hardly ever snapped at him 
like that, and usually it happened when he came home with 
a buzz on.

"Look, I'll talk to her!" 

"We've talked to her, Phil. We never had this problem 
with Bobby and Michelle! I'm at my wits end! I think we 
should take her to a doctor!" 

"How do we know what the other two did? Maybe they just 
never got caught!" Phil said and laughed.

"Well, you may have a cavalier attitude about this, but 
something has got to be done and I'm going to do it!"

"Just be sure you don't create a bigger problem than you 
think you already have!" Phil spat out.

Jeanne recognized the dark cloud when it crossed Phil's 
face and she decided on backing off.

"Well, maybe you should try talking to her again," She 
said and turned back to her chopping.

Phil walked over to the living room door and watched his 
daughter. Eve sat in the opposite corner and stared at 
the wall. Her small legs couldn't reach the ground and 
they swung back and forth as she hummed a children's 
song. Phil loved his little girl. She'd been a late 
arrival. 

The other kids were already in high school when Jeanne 
found out she was pregnant once again. She'd been on the 
pill, but Eve had happened anyway. All three children had 
been unplanned. Jeanne had gotten pregnant shortly before 
graduating from high school and they had married that 
summer. 

Phil had gotten a job at the local paper mill and had 
been working there for the past twenty-four years. Not 
what he had planned for his life, but he couldn't 
complain. He'd been happy. He had a nice family, always 
managed to have a new car, and the house was almost paid 
for. 

He walked over towards Eve. She heard him approach and 
stopped humming and swinging her legs. Phil stood by her 
side and ran his hand through her silky blonde hair. Eve 
leaned her head into his hand and sighed.

"In trouble again huh, kiddo?" Phil said as he squatted 
down to eye level.

Eve looked at him with blood shot eyes. She'd been 
crying.

"Yes, daddy!"

"Been sitting here long?" Phil asked as he sat all the 
way down and leaned back against a wall.

"I've been here for hours, daddy!" Eve said with a wide-
eyed expression.

Phil suppressed a chuckle. Time certainly seemed to drag 
when you had to sit punishment. At least Jeanne didn't 
believe in beating the kids. Although Phil had often 
taken a hand to Bobby's butt when the young man exceeded 
the laws of common sense. Phil had never touched either 
of the girls. They were his little angels. 

Michelle was twenty-one now and about to graduate from 
Columbia. Eve reminded him very much of his older 
daughter when she was seven. The long silky blonde hair, 
the bottle green eyes, the wide mouth that held a smile 
that could melt the coldest of hearts.

"What're we going to do about this, pumpkin?" Phil asked.

"Gee, I don't know, daddy," Eve replied, chewing on her 
bottom lip.

"Why don't you tell me what happened?" Phil asked her.

"It was Billy's fault, daddy!" Eve said trying to shift 
the blame away from herself.

"It doesn't matter who's fault it was, sweetie. Just tell 
me what happened," Phil said.

"Well.... I was playing with Billy. We were playing on 
the slide and stuff. Then Billy said he wanted to show me 
something. And I asked him what it was, but he said he 
couldn't show me there and that we had to go behind the 
shed. I followed Billy and when we got there he said he 
would show me his peenie if I showed him mine."

"And so you did?" Phil asked.

"No, silly! I told Billy that girls didn't have peenies. 
I told him we had something else. I told him I didn't 
want to anyway and that we would get in trouble." Eve 
pursed her lips and nodded her head up and down as if to 
say 'I knew it would happen'.

"So you didn't show him your, uh ... thing," Phil asked, 
confused.

"Well, Billy said that I had shown it to Tommy Hauser and 
that since Billy was my best friend that he should be 
able to see it too. So I said okay." Eve replied.

"I see!" Phil said. Billy already knew how to work the 
guilt angle he said to himself. "Then what happened?"

"And then Billy pulled his pants down and showed me his 
peenie. It was real little!" Eve said and giggled.

"I see," Phil said suppressing a smile, "and then what?"

"Then Billy said it was my turn, so I pulled my pants 
down too. Then Billy said he wanted to look closer so he 
got real close to my peepee and then he touched it, but I 
got frightened so I pushed him away."

"He touched you?" Phil said with some concern. Perhaps 
something should be done about Billy and not his 
daughter.

"Yes, daddy. Billy put a finger on my peepee. And you 
know what, daddy?" She asked and her eyes widened again.

"What, dear?"

"When I looked again, Billy's peenie was bigger!" 

"It was?" Phil said in mock surprise.

"Un hun! And it pointed at me like this!" Eve said and 
pointed at Phil with her right index finger.

This time Phil couldn't hide the smile on his lips. So, 
little Billy was springing hard ons already and he was 
only eight. The little devil. Phil told himself he'd have 
to call Tom, Billy's dad.

"Is that when Billy's mom found you?" Phil asked trying 
to wipe the smile off of his face.

"N.. no. Not right away," Eve said hesitantly.

"So what happened next?"

"I asked Billy what happened to his peenie. I told him 
that it had been real little and now it was big like my 
finger."

"And what did Billy say?" Phil asked, wondering how the 
young boy would explain this trick of the male anatomy.

"Billy said his older brother called it a 'rection' and 
that it happened when he saw girls' peepees or looked at 
dirty pictures." 

"I see. And then what happened?" 

"Billy said he had one of his daddy's books hidden in the 
shed and asked if I wanted to see it"

"He did?"

"Yes!"

"So, you went and looked at this book? What kind of 
pictures were in it?" Phil was a little curious as to 
what kind of porn his buddy Tom kept around the house.

"Well, there were pictures of men and boys and girls and 
big ladies. Nobody had any clothes on daddy!" Eve 
exclaimed and then she leaned in to her father and 
whispered, "all the men had big peenies, daddy!"

"Uh... uh, and what were these naked people doing, 
sweetie?" Phil managed to eke out.

"They were doing funny things, daddy!" Eve said and 
giggled.

"What kind of funny things, pumpkin?" Phil asked and 
realized he was getting aroused.

Eve cast a look at the door to make sure her mother 
wasn't near. She knew that her mother would be angry if 
she heard Eve talking about the book. Eve loved her 
father very much. He was kind and gentle with her and 
always listened to what she had to say. Eve looked back 
at her father and in a conspiratorial whisper she told 
her father what she had seen in the infamous book.

"There were ladies and little girls who took the men's 
peenies and put them in their mouths!" Eve whispered and 
her eyes nearly bulged.

"What else, pumpkin?" Phil whispered back. His hand had 
descended to his lap and he was absent-mindedly stroking 
his bulging cock through the material of his jeans.

"There was a little girl like me who put her tongue on a 
lady's peepee!" Eve continued. She nodded her head slowly 
up and down in acknowledgment of Phil's surprised gasp.

Eve had noticed her father rubbing his peenie and she had 
started to feel that tingly sensation in her peepee. She 
had never thought about her father's peenie before, but 
after looking at the book she wondered if his peenie 
would be as big as some of those she had seen. Eve 
decided she wanted to see her father's peepee and she 
wondered how she could do that.

"Were there any other little girls in the book?" Phil 
asked, his questions no longer intended to elicit 
culpability. 

"Yes, daddy." Eve whispered and nodded. She realized that 
her father seemed very interested and she thought that if 
she told him more about the book that she might get a 
chance to see his peenie. "There was a little girl who 
did all kinds of things with a man and a boy."

"What kind of things, pumpkin?" Phil's voice was now 
hoarse with arousal. His hand was squeezing the head of 
his cock.

"Well, first she put the boy's peenie in her mouth and 
then she put the man's peenie in. Then the boy got behind 
her and it looked like he put his peenie in the girl's 
peepee!" Eve frowned as she recalled the picture. "Is a 
man's peenie supposed to go in a girl's peepee, daddy?"

"Uh..., oh, well yes, honey, that's how babies are made. 
A man puts his penis in a woman when it gets all big like 
in the book and then he, uh.. squirts his juice in her 
and sometimes the lady gets pregnant." Phil answered, 
figuring it would be better to be honest.

"Were all those people in the book trying to make babies, 
daddy?" Eve asked. She thought about the girls in the 
book who appeared to be her age.

"Well, not exactly, pumpkin," Phil answered and decided 
not to explain the joys of sex to her.

"But, why did the men put their peenies in the little 
girl if they weren't trying to make babies?" Eve asked. 
She was confused by her father's statements. One seem to 
contradict the other.

"Well, uh, you see, uh, pumpkin," Phil stammered, trying 
to decide how to phrase his response. "trying to make 
babies feels really good. So, sometimes people do those 
things just to get the good feeling and not to make 
babies."

Eve thought about that for a few moments. That would 
explain the tingly feeling in her peepee when she rubbed 
it at night or when she washed it real well. She wondered 
if having a peenie in there would feel even better.

"But, why did the men put their peenies in the girl's 
mouth?" Eve asked. She saw the lump in her father's pants 
jump as she said this and she wondered if her father 
would like to put his peenie in her mouth.

"Well, because that feels good too, pumpkin," Phil 
answered and felt as though this conversation had gotten 
away from him. He noticed his daughter staring at the 
bulge of his swollen cock and placed a hand over it to 
try and hide it. Eve looked up quickly and looked 
wonderingly at her father.

"Did you ever put your peenie in a little girl's mouth, 
daddy?" Eve asked innocently.

Phil thought his cock was going to rip through his pants. 
He never thought he could be so aroused by thinking about 
his little daughter sucking him off. Phil tried to shake 
the image and tried to bring the conversation back onto 
safe ground.

"Uh, n--no, sweetie," Phil finally answered, "so what did 
you and Billy do after looking at the book?"

"Billy asked if I wanted to try some of the things we had 
seen," Eve said, once again whispering.

"He, did?" Phil almost shouted.

"Uh-hun, Billy's peenie was really big now and he asked 
me to touch it," Eve continued.

"Did you touch it, sweetie?" Phil asked, forming a 
picture in his mind.

"Y--yes, daddy," Eve answered, expecting her father to 
become angry, but he only seemed to be showing more 
interest so she continued, "Billy's peenie was really 
hard and it felt warm too."

"Then what happened?" Phil asked pondering the lewd scene 
in his head.

"Billy asked me to play with his peenie for a while and 
then asked if he could touch my peepee." Eve supplied, 
and then frowning she added, "But, he called it a 
'pussy'! Is that right, daddy?"

"A lot of people call it that, pumpkin." Phil told her.

"That's funny!" Eve exclaimed and giggled. Then she 
quickly glanced at the kitchen doorway to make sure that 
the she bear hadn't heard her enjoying herself. Her 
mother's frowning face didn't appear so she felt that she 
hadn't heard. She turned back to her father and noticed 
that he too had been watching the doorway. 

She felt that she and her father were hiding something 
from her mother and this made her happy. Eve also noticed 
that her father was once again rubbing his big peenie. 
She wondered if her story had made her father's peenie 
get big like that so she decided to continue.

"Then Billy put his hand on my pussy," she giggled at 
saying the word, "and he sort of rubbed it around, but I 
didn't feel anything and I told him so."

"I see, sweetie," Phil nodded and almost smiled at his 
daughter's apparent disappointment, "and is that when 
Billy's mom found you two?"

"No, daddy. It was much later!" She informed him.

"Much later?" Phil repeated and wondered what else they 
had done, so he asked.

"Billy asked if he could put his peenie in my mouth like 
in the pictures." 

"Did you?" Phil asked, his voice sounded funny to him.

"Not at first, daddy. But, Billy said he would put his 
mouth on my pussy if I'd put my mouth on his peenie. I 
really wanted to know how that felt, daddy. The lady in 
the picture looked like she liked it a lot!" Eve told him 
and nodded her head up and down again.

"So, did Billy put his mouth on your, uh.. pussy?"

"Yes, daddy! And he wiggled his tongue and he licked it 
like the book showed!" Eve said and her eyes went out of 
focus as she remembered the feeling of Billy's warm 
tongue on her genitals. For a short period it had felt 
really nice. Especially when he had licked her special 
button. Eve shuddered as she remembered the feeling.

"Did you like that, pumpkin?" Phil asked in a hoarse 
whisper.

Eve glanced at the doorway once again before leaning over 
and whispering, "It was really nice, daddy! I wish Billy 
had done it a lot more."

Phil suppressed a smile once again as Eve bemoaned her 
young lover's shortcomings.

"Billy stopped playing with my pussy and then he told me 
it was my turn." Eve informed Phil.

"And you put his peenie in your mouth?" Phil asked and 
his cock once again jumped in his pants.

"I stuck my tongue out and I licked it first, because I 
thought it would taste bad," Eve told him and waggled her 
brows.

"And, did it taste bad?" Phil asked and chuckled at his 
daughter's statement.

"It didn't really taste like anything, daddy. So I let 
Billy push it into my mouth. It felt funny, daddy?" She 
told Phil with a frown.

"Why do you say that, sweetie?" Phil asked.

"Well, it was warm and hard, but sorta soft too. It felt 
really funny in my mouth. It was kinda alive and it 
jumped around!" She said the last and giggled.

Phil chuckled along with her, finding her mirth engaging.

"Did you keep it in your mouth a long time?" Phil asked, 
wondering as to his daughter's ability.

"Uh-hun. First I just held it in my mouth, but Billy said 
I was supposed to suck on it like a popsicle. So, I did 
and Billy got all excited!" Eve said and her eyes widened 
again as she remembered how Billy had reacted.

"How excited did he get?" Phil asked, bemused.

"He started pushing his peenie in and out really fast. 
And I could hardly keep up. Billy kept making these funny 
sounds like, 'ooh, ooh, ooh'" Eve said trying to imitate 
Billy's rapturous murmuring.

Phil laughed at Eve's attempt to mimic Billy. She sounded 
more like an ape than an ecstatic young boy, and then 
Phil wondered if that's what he sounded like also when he 
was about to cum. 

"Then what happened?" Phil pressed.

"Then Billy's peenie got all hard and he yelled real 
loud. He went 'Ohhhhhh!'" Eve imitated and rolled her 
eyes back as she moaned out loud. 

"What are you two doing in there?" Jeanne's voice shouted 
from the kitchen. 

"Evie's just showing me her imitation of a monkey, dear!" 
Phil yelled back and winked at Eve, who had placed a hand 
over her mouth as she realized how loud she had uttered 
the last statement.

"Sorry, daddy!" She told her father, but inside she felt 
all warm because her father had lied to her mother to 
keep her from being punished some more. She loved her 
daddy and thought that if he ever wanted to put his 
peenie in her mouth that she would let him.

"That's okay, sweety," Phil reassured his daughter. Phil 
suddenly realized that his cock had gone back to its 
flaccid state when his wife had shouted. Perhaps he 
should end the conversation. But, he still hadn't found 
out how Eve had gotten in trouble. So he pushed on.

"Then what happened?"

"Well, Billy must have yelled pretty loud because that's 
when Billy's mom came into the shed. I had pulled up my 
panties, but Billy's peenie was still out of his pants 
and she got real mad. She yelled at me, daddy!" Eve said 
and shook her head at the inconsistency of parents. 

"What did she say, Evie?" 

Phil watched his daughter as she reacted to the memory. 

"'What are you doing to my son? You little slut!'" Eve 
repeated as she lowered her voice to render a fair 
imitation of Emily's hoarse smoker's voice.

Phil narrowed his eyes at the thought of that woman 
calling his daughter a slut. Emily had been the biggest 
slut in town when he'd been in high school. You could get 
her to suck you off for a pack of cigarettes. No doubt 
her proficiency as a cock sucker had led to her cigarette 
addiction. She was up to three packs a day as a senior in 
high school and she never had to pay for her own. It was 
rumored that her old man often contributed a couple of 
packs a week. 

Phil looked lovingly at his daughter. He stood up and ran 
his fingers through her silky hair once again. Eve leaned 
into her father and put and arm around his thigh. This 
brought her face even with his groin and Eve felt his 
cock jump against her cheek. She looked up at her father 
and he looked down at her. Phil's mind was caught between 
desire and decency. He wanted to pull his daughter away 
from his swollen member, but the feel of her cheek 
pressed against him was exquisite.

Eve realized that her father wasn't pulling away from her 
and took that as a sign that she could press her 
curiosity. She raised her left hand and placed it on 
Phil's erection. She looked up at her father and slowly 
squeezed his cock. Phil close his eyes and a low moan 
rumbled in his throat. 

Eve was emboldened by this and she started rubbing her 
hand along the swollen outline of his tumescent cock. 
Phil watched as his daughter explored the contours of his 
cock. The soft warmth of her hand was electric and his 
cock pushed out hard. Eve turned her head slightly to 
watch her hand move on the telltale bulge. Phil felt the 
heat from her breath and his cock surged.

Eve looked in amazement as her father's peenie moved in 
his pants. It looked like it was alive. Like a big snake 
was coiled in his pants ready to strike out at her. But, 
it didn't scare her. She felt a strong tingle in her 
pussy. It felt like when Billy put his tongue on her. Eve 
moved her butt around on the chair and felt her panties 
press into her pussy. 

Phil fought the desire to pull his cock out right then 
and there. He was so aroused that he almost abandoned all 
common sense. The sound of a pot clattering in the 
kitchen brought him back to reality. He pushed his 
daughter away form his cock, and after looking lovingly 
into her eyes he turned and went into his bedroom. Phil 
passed through and into the master bath. He had his cock 
out before he had even crossed the threshold. He stood 
over the toilet and started stroking his hard member. 

He knew he would only last a few moments so he stroked 
slowly, hoping to prolong the sensation. He heard a small 
sound behind him and looked over his shoulder to see Eve 
standing there. She was trying to see around him. She 
wanted to see what he was doing with his peenie. Phil 
slowly turned and gave her a sidelong view of his rampant 
cock.

Eve gasped when she saw the size of her father's cock. It 
was so much bigger than Billy's. It was just as big as 
the ones in the book. She took a step forward and raised 
a hand to touch it. She looked up at her father for 
approval and he nodded. She smiled and wrapped a hand 
around his hard member. This felt so much different than 
Billy's. 

She ran her hand up and down the length of it and 
marveled at how strong it felt. She watched as a small 
clear drop of fluid oozed out of the tip and then as it 
slowly stretched down and broke off like a piece of 
melting candy. She brought her tongue out and wet her 
lips. Another drop of fluid started oozing out and Eve 
brought her tongue close so that she could taste it.

Phil groaned as he watched his little girl take a swipe 
at his cock head. He felt a surge in his balls and pulled 
his cock away from Eve. He grabbed it and pointing it 
down with some difficulty stroked his cum into the toilet 
bowl. Hid cum splashed into the bowl and made a sound 
like small fish jumping. 

Eve watched fascinated as the white jets of cum splashed 
into the toilet bowl. She realized that this was the 
juice that her father had said was used to make babies. 
Eve savored the warm salty taste of her father's precum 
as it exploded on her taste buds. She liked the strange 
flavor. She was already hoping she would be able to taste 
it again. 

Phil gasped as his cum shot out of his cock and splashed 
into the bowl. He squeezed his eyes shut and felt the 
explosions behind his eyeballs. The fireworks continued 
for a few moments and Phil felt his knees shake. He 
hadn't cum that hard in a long time. He slowly squeezed 
the last of his cum out and reached for a sheet of toilet 
paper to wipe off the end of his cock. 

"You shouldn't have come in here, Evie," Phil told his 
daughter as he turned to wash his hands.

"I'm sorry, daddy. But, mommy wanted me to come and get 
you," Eve pouted.

"That's okay, honey. You didn't do anything wrong," Phil 
told her as he dried off his hands. 

Phil reached down and grabbed his giggling daughter and 
threw her over his right shoulder. He carried her all the 
way into the kitchen where he found his wife already 
eating. She looked up and suppressed a smile.

"No horseplay in the house, Phil. You might break 
something," she informed him for the thousandth time.

"Yes, dear!" Phil said in mock chagrin and glanced at Eve 
and winked. 

Ever suppressed a giggle by bringing her glass of milk up 
to hide her face. 

"Well, did you two have a nice chat?" Jeanne asked her 
husband. 

"Yes we did!" Phil told his wife and then felt wicked as 
he added, "A lot came out of it!"

Eve looked quickly at her mother to see if she picked up 
on the innuendo and relaxed when her mother didn't react. 
She glanced at her father to see if he realized what he 
had said and found him winking at her again. Eve giggled 
and then looked at her mother and then looked down at her 
plate.

"And, what came out of it?" Jeanne asked repeating Phil's 
statement.

Phil had to suppress the urge to say, 'about a pint of 
cum', and instead he went on to say that it appeared that 
Billy was the main culprit and that if she asked Emily 
she would find that what she had seen in the shed was her 
little boy showing his stuff to Eve. That Eve was only 
guilty of trusting Billy when he invited her to come play 
in the shed.

Eve looked at her father with mouth agape. She was amazed 
at the boldness of his lies. She could never lie to her 
mother without blushing and giving away the lie. Which 
usually only made the punishment worse. 

Eve decided that the next time she would definitely put 
her daddy's peenie in her mouth. Besides, she wanted to 
know what that baby juice tasted like.

The End

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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