The kiss lasted for a long time.
We swapped, spit cheerfully.
We touched tongues.
There was a crackle of sexual electricity in the room.
We rolled our tongue together in a hot swordfight.
Daddy plunged his tongue deep in my mouth and I sucked it.
I could feel my nipples burning with a desire to be stroked.
I could feel my pussy getting wet with natural lubrication.
My vulva glans were beginning to secrete those cervical juices.
The honey was starting to pool between my inner labia.
I could feel my pussy turn to a flaming slit of desire.
My clitoris began to grow and become increasingly hard.
My love button pushed out from under its foreskin.
I was familiar with my pussy by this time in my life.
I had been touching myself down there nightly for years.
It had been a long time since I had gone to sleep at night without first giving myself an orgasm. But I could tell by the way the ache was growing in my lower belly that the orgasm Daddy was going to give me was going to make all of the others I had known seem like real kid stuff. I could tell right away that being touched by a man was a thousand times better than touching myself. Daddy was kissing me in a way that I had never been kissed before. The kiss lasted for a very long tune and we were both breathless with passion by the time it was through.
I could tell that it wouldn't be long before my cunt juices dripped from my pink slit and made a wet spot in the crotch of the white panties I was wearing.
White.
How symbolic.
I hated when my panties got wet that way because it made the material crawl up between my outer labia. My pussy would feel as if it were suffocating in a cloth prison. When that happened I would get a maddening urge to get naked. I guess it didn't make a difference I knew by that time that I was going to be nude with Daddy eventually.
Daddy kissed my neck.
He flicked his pink tongue in and out of his mouth.
Daddy licked up and down my jugular vein blissfully.
I stretched my neck so he would have easy access to it.
He kissed behind my ear and flicked his tongue across my ear-lobe.
Daddy explored the inside of my shell-like ear with his hot tester and once again I could feel the goosebunips forming all over my tiny body.
Daddy pulled his face away from mine. I could see that he was breathing very hard. His fingers shook a little with his nervousness. I was nervous too. It had been a long time for him. It had been never for me.
Daddy began to unbutton my pajama tops and I helped him when he fumbled. His fingers are long and thick. He had trouble with the tiny feminine buttons. I opened my shirt so that he could see my tits. You can't see well with this sweater on but I have very nice breasts. Daddy seems to like them anyway. They are round and firm and they rest high on my chest. Daddy finds that they are perfect handsful. My nipples are large — about the size of silver dollars — and when they become erect with my sexual arousal they can protrude almost a full inch from the tips of my healthy boobs. My tits are perky. They are so perky with their youthfulness, in fact, that the nipples point slightly upward when I am horny. The tops of my breasts are sloped — sort of like a ski-slope for jumping, if you know where I am coming from.
I pulled my top all the way off and stood for a moment.
I hooked my thumbs under my pajamas and my panty elastic.
The crotch of my white panties was starting to creep upward.
I wiggled my round butt from side to side as I hitched them down.
Daddy gasped aloud as he got his first glimpse of my ass.
The cheeks of my fanny are milky white. I have a perfect peaches and cream complexion, Daddy says.
I turned and he looked at my red muff. My pubies grow in a perfect inverted triangle on my mound, with the point just above the top of my pink slit. The hair grows thinly along my outer cunt lips and in between the cheeks of my ass.
I stepped out of my panties.
I stood naked.
"What do you think?"
"You are beautiful, pumpkin. I want to smell you. I want to taste you," he said. He was panting very hard. All of the civilized behavior was being sucked from his soul by the acuteness of his incestuous horniness. I could see his cock stretching at the crotch of his own pajamas and I couldn't wait for him to get undressed. I had never seen an erect penis before. I had never even seen a picture of one. I, of course, had spent a lot of time imagining what one looked like. My first impression when I looked at Daddy's crotch was that I had grossly underestimated how big the aroused male genitalia was supposed to be. I could feel the natural lubrication drooling thickly from my wanton virgin slit down the insides of my thighs. The cunt cream was like hot nectar dripping from a slit in an over-ripe peach. I could smell the scent of my womanhood wafting upward toward my flaring nostril. My nostrils are oval-shaped and flare wide open whenever I am excited about something. I liked the smell of my pussy. I had often sniffed and even licked at my fingers after hot sessions of climactic masturbation.
"Daddy, you can do to me whatever you like," I said.
I had a throatiness to my voice that I had never heard.
It sounded to me like someone else were speaking the words.
"Get on your back on the rug," Daddy said. He did not undress.
I did as he said. I stretched my legs out straight in front of me.
I kept my knees and my ankles close together for a moment.
Then I spread my thighs open to a perfect ninety degree angle.
Daddy stood so he could get his first look at my slit.
It was the first pussy he had seen in three years. He licked his lips.
I could hear my father making gurgling noises in his throat.
As Daddy stood his dick looked ready to tear out the cloth.
I could actually see the thick head bobbing and throbbing.
Daddy got on his hands and knees at my side so he could play with my tits.
He placed both of his hands over my breasts and spread his fingers.
He clutched the boobs completely and puckered the milky white flesh with his strong fingertips. He massaged with his hands, positioning his palms so that the pebble-like nipples were pulsating precisely against their centers.
He began to move both of my tits at the same time in slow sensuous circles. First he pulled them apart and then he pushed them together so that they were flattened at the sides.
My handsome, loving father pressed my tits together so firmly that the cleavage between the globes was almost humorously long and deep.
He then released his grip on my breasts so he could give exclusive attention to my nipples for a moment. He rolled his fingertips over my feminine erections and I could feel those rosebuds growing larger and harder.
"Feels so good, Daddy," I said in my throaty voice.
"It will soon feel better," he replied with a smile.
He got each of my nipples between his thumbs and forefingers.
He began to roll the erections back and forth slowly.
My loving father then pinched at the rosebuds lightly.
"Pinch, harder, Daddy, it makes me so hot," I said.
I found it increasingly difficult to keep my ass still.
The lower half of my small body was moving involuntarily.
I was gyrating my hips in a slow sensuous circle and moaning.
I could feel my cunt juice dripping from the base of my cunt.
The natural lubrication was rolling down into my ass crack.
It wouldn't be long before I made a wet spot on the rug.
I moved the halls of my feet flat to the carpet and raised my knees.
I kept my thighs strained apart as far as I could get them.
I had my knees pointed at opposite walls of the livingroom.
I could feel my inner and outer cunt lips separating in the process.