Part Two (2) This story is a work of fiction featuring. It is wholly fictional. If this type of story offends you, please don't read it. Over the next few weeks, I chatted with Annie almost every night. We touched on every subject, and I got to know her in ways that I would have never imagined. Just to keep in character, I asked her for a picture. It never occured to me that she would actually send me pictures of her real self. All along she'd been saying that she was seventeen, though I knew the truth. Around the house things were mostly the same. Susan was never home, Annabelle was her Daddy's girl, and she still twisted me around her little finger any time she wanted something. But when she sat in my lap, my new feelings came rushing up, as did my cock. The first time it happened I didn't know what to do. My cock was rock hard with my daughter sitting in my lap. I would have set her down and gone to the restroom, but it was a Saturday, and Susan was in the room with us doing paperwork. Annie just giggled and kept trying to convince me that she NEEDED that new outfit. She even wiggled her perfect little ass right on top of my erection. Since I knew I was doomed anyway, I started to enjoy the times when she'd try to wriggle something out of me. She even learned to position herself so that my cock was perfectly centered in her ass, and I could feel the heat of her little cunt radiating through my pants. Our relationship online was progressing. She knew my age, and we had repeatedly shared incest themed cyber-sex. We had roleplayed as father and daughter any number of times, but always with her being in late high school or early college. One day she asked me to roleplay her as younger, to roleplay as if she were actually only twelve. Not only did I agree, I confessed that it turned me on very much. We roleplayed that I came home to find my twelve year old daughter naked using her mother's dildo, and that I took her virginity. I came harder that night than I'd done since my early days married to Susan. When we were done, she confessed to me her actual age, and begged me not to forsake her (AS IF!) She then confessed to me that she had been teasing her father (me) and that how she had actually cum while rubbing herself on him earlier that day. I had suspected, but hadn't been sure. I'd felt the flash of heat and felt her stiffen a little, and I'd hoped... I asked her about her father. She told me how he was so lonely now because Mom was off screwing her boss. She knew that her dad got turned on by her, and she had the biggest crush on him. As we talked that night, she told me that her best friend was a girl named Olivia. She told me that Olivia and her dad had a "very special and secret relationship". She also told me that she kind of hoped that she could have a relationship like that with her dad, but that she was scared. My cock throbbing, I started offering her advice on how she could "seduce" her father. I assured her that he wouldn't rebuff or hurt her at all. I could hardly sleep that night. I wanted more than anything to march down to Annabelle's room and fuck her in half. But I was terrified, and I knew that any move so open would only frighten her, no matter what she said. The next morning I was dead tired from lack of sleep. I staggered to the kitchen in my bathrobe. I sat at the kitchen table to nurse my coffee and tried to read the paper. Annie came capering into the kitchen, and sort of gave me a shy smile when she saw me there. She got some cereal, got a bowl, milk, spoon, and fixed herself breakfast. The whole time she hardly looked at me, and I could hardly keep my eyes off of her. My little girl was so georgous. Her curly dark hair was to her shoulders and her olive skin was smooth and perfect. She was developing a bit early, with budding breasts just pushing out the front of her oversize t-shirt. She came over to me and sat on my lap to eat her breakfast. As she wiggled, my robe opened beneath her. As my bare leg became exposed, I felt her bare ass resting upon it. My cock was rock hard instantly. I pulled her closer and let my robe open enough to expose me. I pulled her bare ass onto my bare cock and set her onto it, not entering her, but resting my erection between her ass-cheeks lengthways. She was shivering, but not moving. Then she slowly moved a little, rocking slowly forward and backwards. I lifted her slightly, and my cock popped forward. When I set her back, the head of my cock was protruding between her legs, resting against the lips of her bare pussy. She reached around behind her and hugged me over her head, pressing herself into my cock as she pressed downwards. I let her just rock against me. Slowly she pushed up and down, rubbing her cunt against the cock that made her. I could feel her heat, her wetness as she slid on my erection. My hands were around her, gripping the inside of each thigh, pulling her legs outward. Her head rested against my chest, mine was on her shoulder. Her hands over her head, around my neck, she rocked harder and faster against me. I lifted her slightly, until the head of my cock could feel her wetness, then pushed upward, into my little girl... my little woman. She froze, and shivered. Her pussy took a little at a time, I let her set the pace. She lowered herself onto me. Once she was fully impaled she turned her head and began kissing me with urgency. I returned her kisses, then started moving against her, inside of her. Annie began to move. Slowly at first in rythm with my own motions, then accelerating. She began fucking me. I began fucking her. We were pounding into each other, fucking like animals. Annabelle began to huff, to pant, and finally started moaning as we drove our bodies together. Annabelle stopped and began to get up. I almost panicked until she turned to face me and set herself back onto my cock. Now I was gripping her perfect smooth ass as I sat in my kitchen chair driving my cock into my little girl's non-virgin pussy. She was so tight it hurt my foreskin as we fucked. It hurt oh so good. Annabelle was making a lot of noise. Come to think of it, I might have been making a bit of noise myself. We were animals in heat, fucking like we were made for each other, or at least as if she were made for me. I felt as her body quivered and a warm sensation against my cock told me she had climaxed. I cried out and my balls emptied into my baby girl's pussy. We slowed gradually, with her straddling me, her legs on either side of my chair. She kissed me, smiling like the angel she truly is, then rested her head on my chest. Annabelle suddenly stiffened. I noticed that she was looking behind me, over my shoulder. I knew what I would see before I even looked. There was Susan, staring wide-eyed at her husband and daughter locked together as lovers. Tomorrow Part 3

This story is a work of fiction featuring a sexual relationship between a father and his underage daughter. It is wholly fictional. If this type of story offends you, please don't read it. My wife Susan had been my best friend before we married, but over the past few years we had drifted. She was a professional. Her real estate career had paid very well, and I was very proud of her. But she increasingly found reasons not to come home at night, and it seemed like she was spending more weekends working than not. Her relationship with Annie had been even more strained than her relationship with me. At first Annie had tried to fix the problems between her and her mother, but after Susan missed Annie's 12th birthday, Annie had outright stopped talking to her mother. What broke my heart even more was that Susan made no effort whatsoever to breach the growing void between them. Susan had all but left our family, and in my heart I felt that she was already gone. But I still had Annabelle, as she had me. But things started to really change the day I setup Annabelle's computer with internet access. Annebelle had been begging me for a computer all year. Her best friend Olivia had gotten one, and Annie had immediately started wearing me down to get one for her. Annie was twelve at the time. Annie had been her Daddy's (my) girl her whole life. She could always get anything that she wanted from me, and frequently used her whiles to get away with murder. I'd resisted setting her up with internet access becaquse of all the horror stories about the pervs out there stalking the little girls. But she had finally convinced by pointing out that if she were really wanted to be stupid, she could do that at Olivia's. Finally I relented. I already had high speed access in my office, so setting up another station in my house was easy. Annabelle and I went to a local computer store to pick her out a system and I spent much more than I'd have preferred. When we got home I had her up and running in about a half hour. The first thing that I did was set her up with an AOL account of her own. My twisted mind was giving her all the rope she'd need to justify me yanking the internet right out. You see, I had a devious plan. I'd used AOL quite a bit over the years, and knew its in and outs very well. I wanted to see what Annie would do. I had dark suspicions about how she would behave, but I wanted to give her the benefit of the doubt first. It was a Friday night when I got her online, so I let her go nuts. She was oblivious to me almost right away, burying her head in her new toy. I went quietly to my office to log in to my own account. I knew Annie's screen name, but she had no idea that I had one at all, let alone what it was. So the first thing that I did was to bring up her location in the system. I found her in a chatroom with a variation of the title "Fun at Home". "Damn" I thought to myself, "she wasted no time at all!" As an AOL veteran, I knew exactly the sort of room that she was in, I joined the room to watch. I figured that I'd watch to see what sort of things Annie's be saying in an incest chat room. Usually the moderators delete incest themed rooms from public access as fast as they are found, but this one had almost filled. After a few minutes of watching Annie chat with another name, from the things she was saying I realized that the name Annie was chatting with was her best friend Olivia. The words that could come from a pair of twelve year olds! The way that they talked didn't really shock me, I knew how they behaved when they thought they were alone. But some of the things that they said did shock me. Olivia was relating a story of how she had just "been fucked like a whore by her big brother David" Now she DID have a big brother David, but I was mostly prepared to assume that she was BSing for the crowd in the room. The room was eating it up! And to be honest I was getting pretty hard myself reading the story! After a while Annie stopped commenting, and I realized that she was probably IMing with someone. On a whim, I decided to IM her myself, pretending to be a stranger. To my surprise she responded, and we started talking about the story in the room. Whatever was motivating me that night, it wasn't noble intentions. She confessed to being new to online chatting, but said that she was seventeen. After a bit, I offered to teach her cyber sex. Contrary to popular belief, cybersex is not as simple as typing dirty to each other. In fact a good cyber partner needs experience, much like actual sex. After about a half hour of tutoring, she was getting pretty good. By this point my heart was pounding, and my cock was as hard as a stone. It hadn't occurred to me that I'd ever be sexually aroused by Annabelle, my darling daughter, but there I was, stroking my raging hardon while talking dirty to her, while she was only a few dozen feet away in her own room. I was damned, and lost, and I knew it. Even if I turned off my computer right then, I'd never look at my darling Annabelle the same way again. End Part One, tomorrow, I publish Part two tomorrow