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Archive name: tina3.txt (Mf, inc, ped)
Authors name: BunnyGirl (sweetestwitch@aol.com)
Story title : Tia IV: Daddy Gets Braver

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Tia IV: Daddy Gets Braver (Mf, inc, ped)
by BunnyGirl (sweetestwitch@aol.com)

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Obsessed love and insatiable passion between father and 
daughter. Part four of Tia's beginning.

***

Dad and I went to bed, as was our usual routine when he 
got home early from work. We didn't always touch or play 
with each other at bedtime, but he did always put his 
hand under my nightie or caress my panty-covered pussy. 
This night was a little different; he slipped his hand 
under the waistband of my little girl panties and wiggled 
his fingers until one slipped through my plump, outer 
lips. I spread my knees to accommodate daddy's probing. 
His finger made contact with my little "pee-pee," I 
moaned, brought my knees up and pushed my butt deep into 
the bed. 

His hot whispers made me squirm. 

"You like when I touch your clit baby?" he tapped the 
side of my button softly. 

I moaned again, but he stifled my little cries with his 
mouth. I grunted, "Mmmhmmm..." to let him know I greatly 
approved of what he was doing. 

He rubbed his finger down through my inner lips, I 
bucked, pushed my butt off the bed, and let out a deep 
groan of pleasure. 

"Shh, baby, shh... don't make any noise." He licked my 
neck right below my ear and moved his face to my breasts. 
Softly he bit my left breast, I held my cries back as 
best I could. He brought his face above mine again; I 
stared into his eyes, rocked my hips up and down, forcing 
his finger to slide through my slippery, baby, inner 
lips. My love for him, my daddy, intensified.

He stopped moving his finger, held me down and looked at 
the open bedroom door. Quickly he dragged his finger 
through my soaked pussy lips and from my panties; he 
grazed my throbbing clit on the way up, it made me buck 
wildly. 

In a daze, I noticed light from the living room, cast a 
silhouette on the bedroom door. Hastily he scooped and 
shoved me under his Mennen coated armpit, burying my face 
against the side of his chest. 

I heard the snap of the hallway light, a minute later my 
father hollered to one of my brothers, "Ryan! Turn that 
light off, we're tryin'a sleep!" 

The light snapped off, we watched my bother go to his 
room and waited for his door to click shut behind him. 
Minutes later, Daddy had me on my back again, and said, 
"One day baby, I'm gonna have you all to myself." 

He licked and softly sucked my neck; his large, warm hand 
easily lifted my nightgown above my breasts. With a long 
swipe of his tongue from one tiny, pink bud across to the 
other, he almost growled,  "I'm gonna suck my baby's 
titties."

My breasts felt like they were on fire, that fire burned 
a path all the way down to my aching pussy. I watched him 
lick nearly my entire chest before planting his mouth 
around the whole, small mound of my left tit. He sucked 
hard and tongued circles around my nipple. I burned, I 
loved it, I wanted more, and I knew from what he was 
doing to me, that my daddy loved and worshiped me.

"Tell me you love daddy, tell me, baby." 

I brought my hands up to caress his face, "Oh yes Daddy, 
I love you so much!" 

"Do I make you feel good, baby?" he gasped.

"You making me feel good, Daddy." I nodded and moaned 
back.

Daddy pushed himself into me, I felt him rub the bulge in 
his boxers against my leg.

"You want me to suck your cunt again, Cherry?" he asked - 
but I didn't reply. 

I wasn't sure what part of my body my cunt was, but he 
slid his hand down my soft tummy, through my wet panties 
and over my smooth pussy, asking again, "Did you like 
when daddy sucked your cunt, Cherry?" He seemed slightly 
insistent. 

I knew what he meant when he tapped my pussy and a thick 
finger wiggled its way in. 

"Yes, daddy... I love it...  want you to do it daddy... 
please." I huffed and begged. 

I reached down to the opening of his shorts, my fingers 
brushed the soft, warm hair that engulfed the base of his 
cock, but again the lights clicked on. 

Swiftly he pulled his hand out of my panties and draped 
his heavy arm over me. I closed my eyes and pretended to 
be asleep, but opened one eye when I heard someone walk 
into the room. I snapped my eyes tight again, when I saw 
it was my mother. 

It was then, that I began to hate her.

She poked around in her dresser for awhile, my father 
finally mumbled, "Turn off the light."

She snarled and barked at him, "Wait!" 

A while later, she flipped the light off and walked out. 
By then, Daddy was already falling asleep, I felt his 
breathing deepen and knew my mother killed the moment. 
"If only he didn't drink so much" I thought. 

I was just dozing myself, when the light clicked on and 
off once more. Barely opening my heavy lids, I saw my 
mother take off her robe, and get into bed next to me. 
She grumbled, told me to move over, I tried, but daddy 
was heavy, and already snoring. 

I finally fell asleep, but wished that my mother were out 
of the way, not just from the bed, but also from mine and 
daddy's lives.


CHAPTER V: Taking A Grown Up Shower


Dad rarely, if ever, bathed me, that job was left for my 
older sisters and occasionally my mother. Mom was always 
too harsh though, she'd hurt my tender, little pussy with 
her pointy fingernails and by poking her fingers a little 
too deep inside of me. Sometimes she'd use a loofah to 
scrub my privates, and reprimanded me for being so dirty. 
I really don't know how my privates could have been so 
dirty, because anyone who bathed me, took the longest 
time making sure my pussy was clean.

One weekend morning, our household bustled with activity. 
Everyone had somewhere to go and had to be there an hour 
ago. Since I was too little to play with the older 
neighborhood kids, and everyone else had other plans, dad 
was my designated babysitter for the day. 

Mom gave him last minute instructions for my lunch and 
nap, and then Cyrene, my oldest sister, pulled mom into 
the kitchen. I over heard a little argument flare between 
them. 

"Tia can't stay home alone mom..." Cyrene whispered 
through her full lips. She sounded worried.

"Dad's going to be with her, don't worry about it 
Cyrene!" Was mom's terse reply.

"But mom, I don't think she should be home alone with 
dad..." Cyrene continued her plea.

"Oh stop it Cyrene!" my mother bellowed while bolting for 
the door.

Cyrene hugged and kissed me good-bye, turned to daddy and 
said, "I might be in and out of the house all day, 
depending on what my friends wanna do."

Daddy replied, "Well, take your key. I'm taking Tia to 
the mall to window shop." Daddy loved toys as much as, if 
not more than, I did.

My sister seemed to relax a bit and the house emptied in 
minutes. 

Dad turned to me and asked if I'd like to see his friends 
at his favorite restaurant (bar) and promised he'd have 
his "lady" friend give me as many cherries as I wanted 
for my soda. I didn't reply, remembering the last time I 
was stuck in that dark place with all those strangers 
squeezing my cheeks and telling me sit on their laps. My 
dad did guard me though, he'd chuckle, "No, no, my little 
girl sits only on me," or he'd place me up on the bar and 
drape his thick forearm across my legs like a steel bar 
on a carnival ride. 

The only fun I had at the bar was ordering drinks for 
him, and it seemed the people liked it too, because they 
laughed when I'd blurt, "We'll have anutha boy-lah-make-
uh, hea!" 

But there was an older, very dark man with yellow eyes 
and grey teeth, who would just sit and smile at me; 
wouldn't peel his gaze away. He'd mutter things under his 
breath, in my direction, and snigger almost inaudibly. He 
scared me to death, and I'd always have nightmares about 
his eyes, after seeing him in the musty and poorly lit 
bar.

Even the Korean waitress was creepy I thought. She'd 
brush her hand against my neck, stroke my hair and 
comment on how adorable I was. 

In her deep Asian accent, she'd say to my father, "Bring 
your little girl to my place sometime. I have something 
she might like. You know... Bobby was about her age...." 

After wondering about him, I concluded that Bobby must 
have been her son and lived with her once, but the image 
I painted of him was that of loneliness. 

I didn't like the restaurant, it felt like they all had a 
secret, but the secret was about me. 

I shivered.

Abruptly, daddy picked me up in his arms and asked, 
"First we have to shower, right?" 

I tumbled out of my thoughts, leaving the dim, smoky bar 
behind and slowly nodded to my dad, with gradual 
comprehension. We headed towards the bathroom. 

He placed my feet on the dark-blue, bathroom rug, drew 
open the shower curtains, squeaked the water valves up, 
turned back to me and urged, "Go ahead princess, take off 
your clothes."

While unfastening the first button of my blouse, I 
quizzically watched the spray from the showerhead - then 
realized my daddy didn't know about bath-time for me. 

I giggled and pointed at the shower, "I don't take baths 
like that daddy. You have to put bubbles in."

"Today you're gonna have a grown up shower though." He 
smiled down at me, pulled off his t-shirt and told me to 
hurry up.

I was so excited about having my first grown up shower 
that I couldn't wait to undo the rest of my buttons. 
Instead, I pulled my pink blouse off over my head, just 
like daddy, and wiggled out of my shorts and panties all 
at once. 

Daddy stood in front of me, his eyes danced over my body 
with a kind of sparkle. 

He unbuttoned the top of his shorts and pulled it down, 
taking his underwear with it also. This was the first 
time I'd ever seen daddy completely naked. 

Almost immediately I was hit with the scent of my 
father's musky privates. I stared at the black, curly 
mass around his thick cock and baggy, large balls. I 
reached out to touch him, and leaned over to kiss it, 
inhaling through my nose to somehow remember his scent 
forever. 

I cupped his heavy balls with both hands, pressed my 
cheek and lips against his growing cock. I wanted to do 
so much more, to love, and show my love, for his cock, to 
wrap myself around it's warmth - but I was at a complete 
loss.

Daddy held my small chin in his big fingers and tilted my 
face up to look at him. "Baby, will you put your mouth on 
daddy's cock and suck it softly? Like how you suck your 
thumb."

Without hesitation, I licked my lips and opened eagerly 
to let him guide his rising cock into my little girl 
mouth. He smelled masculine and sweet, the scent mingled 
with a slight sweaty taste, his cock felt soft, warm and 
smooth against my wet lips and tongue; it created, in me, 
an amazing synesthesia - his warmth, velvetiness and 
fragrance, tasted good. 

He released his cock, held the back of my head with one 
hand and stroked under my chin with the other. His hand 
steadily glided from my chin, along the length of his 
cock to his balls, back to my chin, and along his cock 
again, as if proving to himself that we were really 
linked. 

My sucking was gentle, but I did it with great 
determination, it was like sucking milk from the nipple 
on a baby-bottle, except his cock was much larger and 
grew in my mouth. 

Daddy's cock rapidly expanded, and all I could fit into 
my mouth was the bulbous head. He took my hand in his and 
told me to pump it the way I do in bed. His scent, groans 
and prodding had a heady effect on me, I felt like a 
puddle of warm liquid, pooling around his legs and groin.

Daddy's eyes closed, his head fell back and he let out a 
deep grunt, "Oh God Cherry, oh fucking God baby." 

He let me suckle and stroke his cock, and fondle his 
balls, for quite some time, until he held my face in both 
hands and jerked his hips back. His stiff cock disengaged 
from my wet, puckered lips with a slurpy pop; 
breathlessly, he bent and kissed me full on the lips.

"Baby, that was too much," he gulped, "I don't wanna cum 
yet, I need to suck your cunt, ok baby?" 

His calloused thumbs roughly kneaded my tender, budding 
breasts. He bent his head and sucked first one and then 
the other, and nibbled his way down my tummy. 

His late-morning stubbles tickled me, I pushed at him 
screaming, "No Daddy! That tickles!" 

Giggling, I squirmed away from his hulking body, and 
hated myself for being so ticklish. 

Daddy stood straight, said we were going to shower now, 
and stepped into the white porcelain tub. 

His back was broad, his legs were muscular, but what I 
marveled at was the little thicket of dark hair that 
wisped down the crack of his butt and the way his hairy 
balls hung between his legs. With a mind of it's own, my 
hand reached out to touch him there. I wanted to slip my 
hands through his inner thighs and touch his hairy sacks, 
but he abruptly turned, picked me up and planted my feet 
in the tub next to his. 

Taking the hand-shower off its metal hook, daddy splashed 
my body with the warm spray. He reached for the 
washcloth, and I marveled at the jiggle and bounce of his 
balls right before my watchful eyes. He soaped up the 
cloth and affectionately massaged every part of my 
youthful body. 

"Am I tickling you now baby?" he asked while sloshing the 
soapy cloth over my tummy and belly button.

I shook my head and giggled, "No daddy, it doesn't 
tickle."

He looked into my eyes and smiled, "Good, princess." 

He hung the wash-towel and soaped his hands, got on one 
knee and asked me to spread my legs. I did as he asked; 
his large hand snaked up my inner thighs until it met the 
slit of my hairless pussy. His other hand reached behind 
me, stroked my butt and carefully slid a finger between 
my cleft. I pushed my hips forward so I could watch while 
he gently washed my pussy. 

Daddy's eyes glimmered when he smiled at me; one of his 
large fingers probed through my puffy outer lips, and 
gingerly touched my inner lips. 

He washed my pussy so softly, so delicately, and stroked 
his fingers on either side of my inner lips. I held on to 
his broad shoulders for balance, so I could spread my 
legs even wider. I wanted daddy to look at me, to look at 
my pussy while he washed me, I knew the affect it had on 
him.

Finally he stood up and brought the shower down over my 
pussy, he asked me to spread my pussy lips so we could 
get all the soap out. The jet-spray pelted my clit, I 
moaned and pulled my hips back.

"Nuh... daddy!" I gasped.

"Did that feel nice princess?" he asked and pulled my 
body towards him again.

He sprayed the water down my tummy and over my pussy once 
more and pushed his finger in my ass so I couldn't pull 
away. 

"Nyuh! Oooh..." I moaned, my body jerked. 

Releasing my pussy lips, I held on to his arms. He 
dropped the hand shower, scooped me up and held me high 
against his body. Daddy's face hastily pushed at my 
burning pussy, and without spreading my lips he slithered 
his tongue up and down my tender slit. It wiggled around, 
down and up, slipped through my slippery cunt lips and 
pierced through my tight, virgin hole. Every time his 
tongue passed over my swollen baby-girl clit, my hips 
thrashed and I'd have to grip his head tight, for 
balance. 

He loosened his firm hold, and let me slide down his 
chest and stomach, my cunt made a slippery path all the 
way down. When my pussy rested on his engorged cock, he 
held me still and tight. He stepped out of the shower, 
sucked and licked my nipples while gently placing me on 
the fluffy, bathroom rug. 

"God baby, you taste so good, so sweet, so..." his 
sentence dangled. 

Slowly, he spread my smooth, cunt lips open and softly 
pinched them closed again, catching my clit between the 
slick wetness of my puffy lips. 

He spread the fleshy lips again and sighed, "Baby, you're 
so small, pink... clean." 

Daddy grabbed his cock, jerked it above me, and asked 
almost pleadingly, "Do you love daddy?!"

I nodded, unable to really speak; my sweet cunt was on 
fire and only wanted more of what my daddy was doing to 
me, what only my father could do to me.

He asked again, "Baby, do you love daddy? Say it 
Princess!" 

There was urgency in his questioning eyes; I felt a mix 
of sadness yet overwhelming love and passion. 

I blurted, "Oh yes daddy! I love you, I want to marry 
you!"

"Yes baby, daddy loves you so much. You belong to me... 
no one else is ever gonna touch my baby. You hear me?" He 
positioned himself between my legs, spread them, and 
planted his mouth around my clit. 

His tongue wiggled down my slit, plunged in and out of my 
hole, and back up to my clit. A strong sensation to pee 
swept over me; I cried out, pushed my pussy hard into his 
mouth and lifted my soft, round ass off the floor. I 
thought I might have peed, but didn't feel that type of 
relief. I wanted to scream something, a word, a feeling, 
but was too young to know what. 

Daddy kept sucking me, but I heard his muffled voice 
begging, "Cum, cum... mmm... cum." 

My eyes shut tight, my body wildly convulsed, I screamed 
and cried and pulled his hair. I thrust my hips up at 
him; he wrapped his arms around my thighs and hips and 
held me steady. I shuddered, and came, and I shuddered 
more... in my daddy's mouth.  

All of a sudden my entire pussy felt extremely tender and 
sensitive. I fought to push daddy's mouth off of me and 
pleaded with him to stop. Finally he eased up and pulled 
his face away from my trembling, baby cunt. He hulked 
over me and kissed my face, lips, throat and chest. 

"I love you baby, I love you princess." Daddy kissed me 
over and over - I was somewhere else, another world 
completely.

He rubbed his hot cock against my soft, inner thigh. I 
couldn't move, tears streaked my temples and cheeks, 
though I wasn't crying. I heard a wet smack and a felt a 
dense thud against my exposed pussy. Wearily I lifted my 
head to watch daddy slap his thick, burning-hot cock 
against my vibrantly, blushing pussy. The bulbous head 
was almost purple, and dripping with clear, elastic 
liquid.

"I'm gonna cum inside your pussy baby... open it wide for 
me." he breathed heavily. 

My cunt was bright pink, puffed, and glistened with 
fresh, sticky, baby cum and daddy's saliva. He poised his 
cock directly at it and stroked hard and fast. 

"Baby," he talked to my pussy, "I can't wait 'til we can 
fuck, baby. Until daddy can shove his big cock inside..." 

He groaned loudly, thrust his hips forward, and pushed 
his swollen dick between my warm, slippery lips. 

"...inside your tight - baby - cunt!" he finished the 
sentence with a booming moan. 

"You want daddy to fuck you, don't you princess? Shove my 
big man cock in your little girl cunt...." It looked to 
me that daddy was going to cry.

"Say it baby! Tell me you need me to fuck you!"

"Daddy, I want you to fuck me!" I gasped.

"You love only daddy, Princess!" he prodded me.

"Yes, I love you daddy, I love you so much!" He didn't 
have to prod. 

"I want to be the mommy so you can fuck me!"

"Your cunt loves my cock, your c-unt ba-by... your 
baby... fucking cu-unt!"

With clenched teeth he growled, "Open it baby, spread it! 
I need to see inside your pretty pussy!"

He jerked his massive cock with one hand and jammed a 
finger of the other into the opening of my virgin cunt.

Suddenly I felt his steaming, hot cum splash against my 
quivering pussy, my thighs, and stomach. He grunted and 
called me his cunt, over and over. I looked down to watch 
his white, sticky love pour all over my little girl body, 
a shot hit my face across my nose and left eye. Almost 
half my bottom was covered in jet, after hot, molten jet, 
of his cum. It looked like glue inside my hairless, 
smooth pussy, as if daddy were sealing me shut for only 
him to open, when he wanted me.

He nearly collapsed on top of me; I rested my head on the 
hard, bathroom floor. 

He reached between my thighs and cupped my cum, soaked 
pussy. His fingers scooped some from inside my still 
sensitive cunt. I was about to protest, the sensation 
being too overwhelming, but he let go and brought his 
hand to my mouth.

The aroma of his cum was powerful, sharp and thick. He 
slipped a finger through my lips and smeared a little 
over my tongue. He told me to taste it, I swallowed; his 
cum burned my throat so I pulled my face from his hand. 

All I could do was utter a, "Blach!" and wrinkle my nose.

He was still out of breath, but laughed and said, "This 
is how much I love you Tia. You belong to me." 

He dribbled a little more of his cum on my lips. 
Instinctually my tongue licked at it, and again my nose 
wrinkled. 

He chuckled and wrapped me up in his arms, "You'll get 
used to it, all big ladies do."

He knew me, knew what to say to make me do anything he 
wanted. 

After we rested a while, and when the world around me 
seemed to normalize, we finished our grown-up shower and 
got ready for the "restaurant." 

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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.
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