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Daughter's Reward
by Beating Off Bob (beatingoffbob@yahoo.com)

***

To get Megan to improve her behavior and do better in 
school, Daddy gave her little rewards when she did 
better. A touch here... a kiss there... a tweak, or 
maybe a little suck. And she DID do better. Now she's 
bringing home a report card with all A's and Megan 
knows EXACTLY what reward she wants this time. Can 
daddy resist her? (M/f-teen, ped, inc, reluc, 1st, 
preg)

***

Megan almost skipped as she got closer to her house. 
She was so excited she could feel things happening 
inside her body. She had her grade report, and it was 
GOOD! That meant Daddy would be happy with her. And 
THAT meant that he'd consent to do some of those 
wonderful things that made her feel so good. She felt 
moisture begin to fill her pussy.

That pussy was part of a precious package of teenage 
sex that Megan didn't even know she had. She saw it in 
other girls, but didn't realize that she was the stuff 
of wet dreams. She was short, and though she was thin, 
she had swelling breasts and hips that gave her a much 
older look. Her long brown hair was straight and fell 
smoothly past her shoulders. Her breasts were about the 
size and shape of big coconuts and, at her age, were 
that combination of hard and soft that defies 
explanation. 

She thought they were too small, but her daddy liked 
them a lot. He especially liked her nipples, which 
suited her just fine, because they were one part of her 
he was willing to play with. There were other places 
he'd touched, rubbed or kissed in the past, but he 
didn't do it very often. She smiled as she saw his car 
in the driveway. Good, he was already home.

Bob was washing dishes but turned around as Megan came 
through the door. Her face was blushed and she was 
breathing like she'd run some distance before getting 
home. But she looked excited, rather than afraid or 
worried. "Everything OK sweetie?" he said, wiping his 
hands on the dish towel.

"OH YES!" she squealed, jumping up and down. "I got ALL 
A's this quarter!" She pulled out the grade report and 
shoved it toward him.

Bob groaned. He knew what this meant. Several years 
ago, when his daughter had been having all kinds of 
problems, getting in fights, her grades in the tank, 
he'd been desperate enough to try something he now 
wished he hadn't. 

He knew she was in the throes of being flooded with 
teenage hormones and the angst of going to High School 
for the first time and that this world could be very 
scary. Not to mention the strange desires that popped 
up in newly awakened sexual bodies.

So Bob had started a program of rewarding Megan for 
doing the right things. The rewards were that he helped 
her use her developing body to feel good. In other 
words, he taught her to have orgasms. And he helped her 
have them if she did something especially good. 

It had seemed so simple back then. A little rub here, a 
little lick there, a little pinch over there, and she 
was flopping around like a rag doll, feeling good and 
her good behavior was being reinforced.

But she had friends. She went on dates. She found out 
there was LOTS more that could be done between a man 
and a woman. She was still a virgin. He knew that from 
things he did to reward her. Their relationship was 
remarkably open by comparison with that of other teens 
and their dads. For example while he knew she wasn't on 
the pill, which most parents might know, he also knew 
she didn't trust condoms. 

She told him what happened on her dates, and about how 
she kept the boys she went out with at arm's length for 
the most part. When she did let them do something to 
her, and then described it to him, he got hard as a 
rock. Those were the tough times. She was a stone fox 
and he'd beaten off many times after leaving her naked 
satisfied body in her own room. 

He'd made up his mind a long time ago, though, that 
fantasy was all he'd get to do.

He also knew she wanted to see his penis in the worst 
way. She'd been trying to see it for over a year now, 
but he wouldn't go that far. Somehow things had gotten 
a little out of his control. On the other hand, boys 
weren't using her for a sperm bank, like a lot of girls 
did these days. And, they'd made these deals in the 
past that he had to live by now.

"And just what's it going to cost me THIS time," he 
pretended to be upset. But she grinned and he couldn't 
keep frowning.

"Well," she said, putting one finger to her mouth. 
"This is the first time I got all A's two quarters in a 
row, so it has to be something special."

Bob groaned again under his breath. He was going to 
have to fight her off

again. He waited for the hammer to fall.

"I want a bath," she said. "Well I want to START with a 
bath."

He thought. That wasn't so bad. He'd given her plenty 
of baths before, sliding his hands all over her 
slippery body, getting her off under the water with the

byproduct of getting sparkling clean at the same time.

"But I want this bath to be in the shower in your 
bathroom," she said. 

Bob's shower was big enough for four or five people and 
there were places you could sit down and still be in 
the stream of water if you wanted to.

"But Honey," he said. "I'll get all wet."

"Of course you will," she said, as if explaining things 
to a three year old.

"I mean my clothes will get all wet," he said back.

"No, because you won't be wearing any," she said, again 
with exaggerated niceness in her voice.

"Sweetie, honey, you know we can't do that," he said, 
pleading.

"Yes we can," she said firmly. "I did especially good, 
so I should get an

especially good treat. And that's the treat I want." 
She crossed her arms under her breasts and stared at 
him, tapping one toe.

He looked at those breasts. He could see the points of 
her nipples. She must have taken her bra off again on 
the way home. She did that all the time now, teasing 
him, pressing against him. It was like she wanted him 
to FUCK her for pity's sake! 

But that couldn't be. 

Girls just don't want their fathers to do that, right? 

And his cock was swelling now, as he stared at her and 
thought about what she wanted to do. "Sweetie, really, 
we can't. You don't know this, but you're a beautiful 
girl and you have an effect on men... even on me 
sometimes... and if we did what you wanted to do it 
would have that effect and... well, I'd be 
embarrassed..." He stopped. 

She was still tapping her toe.

"Embarrassed?" she said softly. "Over an erection 
Daddy? Is that what you

think I don't know about? Daddy I know you've been 
getting... erect... around me for a long time now. I'm 
not stupid Daddy. I know most Daddies don't do for 
their daughters what you do for me. That's the point, 
Daddy. You have been 'rewarding' me now for years, and 
you've taught me how to be free about my sex, and my 
pleasure and I'm really very grateful to you for that. 
I don't feel embarrassed about being horny around YOU, 
Daddy. Why do you feel embarrassed about being horny 
around ME?"

Bob was flustered. She was so direct about things. And 
it was really his fault. He'd taught her to be that 
way. After her mother left he had to be both mother and 
father and she had to be able to talk to him about ALL 
the things in her life. "Well, sweetie... um... it's 
just that when we make YOU feel good, that lets you 
think about some boy you like, or some movie star or 
something like that... you know... a fantasy lover. But 
it's hard for men to do that. I mean I'd be thinking 
about..." He didn't know how to finish.

"Me?" she finished it for him. You mean if we were in 
the shower and you had a hard-on you'd be thinking 
about me?" She looked at him expectantly and, for some 
reason, licked her lips.

"Well... yes," he looked down. "And that's wrong so we 
can't do that. I mean helping you have an orgasm is one 
thing, but if we were in the shower together, and I was 
naked and all that, I don't know if I could control 
my... urges," he finished rapidly.

He looked up and his daughter was looking at him like 
he was an exhibit in a museum, her head tilted 
slightly. She said "I don't suppose it ever occurred to 
you that I might not WANT you to be able to control 
your... urges... did it Daddy?" 

Then her voice got lower and softer and somehow sexier 
and she said, "I'll be waiting in the shower, Daddy. 
That's what I want as a reward for my good grades. I 
hope you come and help me." She walked off toward her 
father's bedroom.

Bob didn't know what to do. Her message was quite 
clear. She not only wouldn't stop him, she actually 
wanted him to... to what? Maybe all she wanted was to 
jack him off, like he did for her. Maybe she just 
thought he wanted mutual masturbation. And maybe he 
could hold it to that.

He had to do something. He slowly headed toward his 
bedroom.

When he got there he heard the shower going already. 
There were clouds of steam billowing out of the glass 
enclosed space, which was almost five feet by five feet 
in size. He could see her willowy naked form through 
the glass. He already knew that body well, though not 
as well as part of him would like. He saw her turn to 
face him peering through the glass. "Good!" she 
announced. "Hurry!" came her command.

"What the heck?" he thought and stripped down. He gave 
his painfully erect bone a glance before he opened the 
door and stepped in. Immediately he was assaulted by 
wet slippery woman. She grabbed him in a hug and kissed 
his mouth urgently. They'd shared kisses before, 
usually while he was diddling her clitty and she was 
about to cum. 

But those were tame kisses by comparison to what she 
was doing now. His cock dug into her stomach as she 
writhed against him. Finally she broke the kiss and 
said "I'm going to make you very, very happy tonight 
Daddy," and she dropped to her knees. Before he could 
do anything except take in a huge breath to tell her 
"NO!" she engulfed his cock in her warm mouth and 
sucked hard. Her hand came up and supported his heavy 
balls, hefting them as if to see what they weighed. She 
pulled her mouth off his cock with a slurp. "Nice big 
balls full of Daddy juice for me." she said and dove 
back onto his cock.

Bob wanted to say, "No, honey, you can't have any of 
that sperm in those balls," but right now he couldn't 
say anything. One of his most favorite fantasies had 
just come true and he was almost paralyzed by it. His 
sweet little girl was sucking his cock like it was an 
all day lollypop! He felt the jizz begin to rise almost 
immediately. He thrust his hips forward, driving his 
cock into her mouth and groaned, going rigid, frozen, 
unable to stop himself from shooting off in her mouth.

But Megan had other ideas about where she wanted all 
that hot white sperm to go.

For months now, as she'd lay wriggling and sighing as 
her father had brought her to one orgasm after another, 
she'd imagined the rest of what lovemaking was supposed 
to be like. She heard things from her friends, read of 
it in books, and peeked at it through the internet. 

And today she had decided that she wanted to feel it 
all. The grades were her excuse. 

She also knew her father would resist. 

So, before he could, she stood up, lifted one slim leg 
high, bending the knee, fitted the tip of his cock 
between her swollen labia, and hopped on. Her Daddy's 
prick, long and stiff and about to shoot bullets of 
baby makers, sunk into her like a hand into a glove. 
Her virginity tore easily as his bone powered past it, 
her weight forcing him into her until she hung, 
supported almost entirely by his cock.

Her toes barely touched the floor and her arms went 
around his neck. She sighed "Ohhhhhhh DADDYYY!" and 
kissed his chest repeatedly.

Bob's eyes bulged as he realized what she was doing. He 
was still frozen, his hips jutting forward, in perfect 
position for her to mount him. His mouth opened and his 
lungs filled. 

He meant to yell, "NO!"

But her hot sheath surrounded his hiccupping penis, its 
precious load already straining at the gates, wanting 
to get out, to flow into a woman, to go where it was 
intended to go and do what it was intended to do. 

His balls wanted to fertilize a woman. 

His prick wanted to fertilize a woman. 

A place in his brain wanted to fertilize his daughter. 

And this was the perfect time. His "NO!" turned into 
something sounding like "NUNGGGGGG" as the first rope 
of pearly cum shot out of his cock. It tried to splash 
into her pussy, but his rod was buried so deeply that 
his cock tip was almost sealed off by the flesh at the 
end of her tunnel. Right then her feet came up off the 
floor of the shower and she hopped, wrapping her legs 
around his butt. 

That made her pussy hop too, and it jacked two more 
streams of jizz out of his balls. It also repositioned 
the tip of his cock as her weight settled back down on 
it and now his cock's little mouth was kissing her 
cervix, trying to peek into her womb. The last of those 
two blasts shot out and was channeled into that womb, 
followed by three more, each one a little less strong 
than the previous one. But together, those rounds fired 
by his love gun amounted to a couple of shot glasses 
full of sperm, which coated the walls of her baby 
chamber and dripped down them to pool where his prick 
plugged her up.

"Oh Daddy... oh Daddy... oh Daddy," she murmured over 
and over again as she felt his hot seed flowing into 
her. She realized it had hurt, but that was a dim 
memory even now, only a few seconds after her flesh had 
torn.

Bob's world was spinning. He knew where his cock was, 
and what it was doing. He knew it was wrong, but it was 
so wonderful and she was so obvious about wanting it 
that he couldn't help but love doing it. 

Everything changed for him then. 

The first thing he thought of was that he had cum too 
soon. 

Then he thought about the possibility he had just 
impregnated his own daughter.

Then he hoped he HAD! 

Then he felt guilty about that. He heard her loving 
song to him and saw her looking up, her eyes full of 
pleasure and love. He kissed her deeply. Then he broke 
the kiss and jerked his cock out of her.

"Noooo!" she wailed, and he shushed her, kissing her 
again. He turned off the water and hurriedly dried her 
and then himself off. She kept trying to say something, 
but he shushed her each time. Finally he took her hand 
and pulled her out of the master bathroom, into his 
bedroom. 

He took her to the bed, threw back the covers and 
gently pushed her onto it. She lay straight and stiff, 
not understanding yet. He parted her knees and she drew 
them up, instinctively, letting them fall apart, 
opening herself up for him.

He was hard again. 

He mounted her with nothing said, sinking into her 
fully as she sighed and moaned.

She was slick with his first cum. He feasted on her 
turgid nipples and she whined. He pounded her. He set 
about fucking her through at least three orgasms. He 
smiled as she orgasmed for the first time with his cock 
in her.

Five or six or her orgasms later - he'd lost count 
trying to control himself - he blasted her full of his 
cum again. 

He didn't even think about pulling out. 

Now he was trying to pack as much of his potent sperm 
as he possibly could into her nubile womb.

She had wanted a reward. The way he saw it, his baby 
kicking in her swollen belly was the best reward he 
could give her.

END

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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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