I got home shortly after lunch. I had taken a half day of vacation and was looking forward to the long weekend, even though my wife was out of town on business. I headed to my bedroom to change and had my tie off and shirt unbuttoned by the time I hit the top of the stairs. I was hoping to get the lawn taken care of today and free up time for golf on Saturday.

I caught movement from Sara's room as I passed. I did not expect to see her at home, but rather out with her friends on such a beautiful day. I paused at her door to ask how she was but I was taken aback by what I saw. My sweet baby girl lying on her side, legs spread wide, thrusting my wife's six-inch dildo in and out of her twat. My gosh, it looked so tight, straining in and out of her tiny hole. She did not notice me in the doorway, even as I entered the room as she rolled to her knees to straddle the dildo. Her hips twerked, pumping rapidly plunging all the way on the phony phallus.

My first thought was to give her privacy, but my second and third thoughts fought back hard. My head swirled should I leave, stay, and watch, or join her on the bed? God, she had grown up quickly, from a knobby-kneed kid to the young woman pleasuring herself before me. I hoped she was smart enough to not be doing this with boys and mess up by getting pregnant. She was a good girl. She decided to forgo getting her driver's license, to save money for her Senior Class trip to Paris.

My engorged cock straining in my khakis, I decided to go rub one out with the still-fresh vision burned in my brain. I slowly started to back out of the room when she moaned loudly, mumbling to herself.

"I'm cumming, Daddy. Oh God, I'm cumming so hard, Daddy!"

Her pace quickened until she collapsed face down onto her pillow. Her body twitched as a powerful orgasm rocked her taut body. That was the last this I saw before leaving the room. My cock aching for release, I started stroking it as soon as our bedroom door closed behind me. I kicked my pants to the floor and lay back on the bed, my fist pumping rapidly on my cock. I tried not to make the bed creak as I stroked myself to climax. Her words rang through my head.

"I'm cumming, Daddy. Oh God, I'm cumming so hard, Daddy!"

My eyes clinched, playing back every second of what I had just seen. My cock started spurting my hot cum all over my stomach.

"Daddy." I heard, but thinking it was still in my head I continued pumping hard.

"Daddy! What are you doing?"

My eyes open to the sight of her naked body standing in the doorway still holding the dildo. Still unsure if she was real. She stood in the doorway, all five feet of her tight naked body in full view. Her D cups looked huge on her tiny frame. my eyes trailed down to her bright pink-shaven pussy. A wide gap between her gymnast's thighs exposed her still dripping pussy lips.

My fist, still pumping. I came again. Crying out.

"Oh God, Sara, I'm cumming, Sara!"

Sara entered the room standing at the bedside next to me. It was pointless to try to cover myself now, she'd already seen me.

"Were you watching me, Daddy?" she asked as her finger ran through the semen on my abdomen.

"I saw you, but I wasn't watching, I was leaving to give you privacy, but then I heard what you said."

I watched as she drew her dripping finger to her lips, licking the cum with her tongue, momentarily holding her finger in her teeth.

"Do you like it, sweetie?" I asked gently.

"Um huh." She replied coyly in a little girl's voice that she used to wrap me around her finger.

Sara ran two more fingers through the shimmery spunk, scooping it to her lips.

"Mmm," she grinned. Scooping more up with her fingers. "Did hearing me make you horny, Daddy?"

I watched as she lowered her mouth to the trail of sperm that filled my navel.

"Lick it off Daddy's belly, sweetie," I begged.

She did. She used her tongue to take wide swipes, lapping me clean before slurping my juice out of my belly button. Sara's hand hovered over my shrinking cock, hesitating, afraid to touch her daddy's dick. I clinched making my cock jump, scaring Sara's hand away.

"Daddy, don't!" She laughed playfully.

She touched my balls, scooping them up, and squeezing them gently. Then her hand grasped my cock, wrapping her fingers around the thickening shaft. I’d just cum twice and she was making me hard again. She kissed the tip.

“Is that OK, Daddy?” she paused, looking up at me for approval. “I don’t know how to, Daddy.”

“Put the head in your mouth and lick around the tip, here.” I showed her, tracing the rim of my erect cock.

She did as I told her to. I watched as she fumbled with my dick. God, it looked huge in her petite hands, she would need three just to cover it entirely. Sara’s head started to bob up and down on my shaft until she let out a gag.

“Easy, honey. Only take what you can manage,” I said watching her tits jiggle, dangling from her chest. I reached out, taking one in my hand, and squeezing it softly. She was gorgeous, bent at the waist, sucking her daddy’s fat cock. My hand slipped between her thighs, searching out her dripping pussy hole. I ran my fingers over her puffy pussy lips, before entering her and plunging them in and out of her.

She pulled my cock out of her mouth to catch her breath.

“Am I doing good Daddy?”

“You are doing just fine sweetie. Why don’t you climb up here?” I patted the bed with my free hand.

My fingers slipped out of her as she climbed over me to where I was patting. I grabbed her when she straddled my hips, the heat from her pussy pressed onto the tip of my cock. I fought the urge to pull her down onto my shaft, lifting my head to kiss her. She kissed back. Not just a peck but a full-mouthed, tongue-twirling kiss. Her body relaxed onto mine as the long kiss ended. I could feel her slick wet lips slide over the length of my shaft.

“Mmmm, that feels so gooooood,” she purred. Sliding up and down my rigid cock. Each time she reached the tip, she would try and slip it in, teasing the tip with the opening of her hole.

Knowing I would not last much longer, I rolled her off me, repositioning myself to be able to eat her young, drooling hole. She gazed down at me as I lowered my tongue to her clitoris. She flinched at the first touch of my tongue to her cherry-sized love button. I went slowly at first so as not to scare her, swirling my tongue around clit, then tickling my way through her two lips. I dipped my tongue into her juicy opening while rubbing her clit with my thumb. Sara’s hips started to undulate, humping into my mouth. Her hand held my face still while she humped herself onto my mouth, grinding herself to climax after climax.

“Oh, Daddy, I'm cumming again, Daddy. Oh God, I'm cumming so hard, Daddy!" Repeating herself from earlier. 

She continued humping and bucking like a bronco when her body was rocked by an orgasm until she collapsed on the bed. My head was being held in place, with her legs wrapped around it. I could feel every twitch and shiver that quaked through her until she released her hold on me. I rose from my confines, softly kissing my way up her taut body to her lips. Another long, passionate embrace, her arms wrapped around my neck, tongues flailing at each other’s.

I eased myself between her legs guiding the tip of my cock to her eagerly awaiting vagina. She peered up at me, her eyes pleading for more. We were now being driven forward by pure lust for each other, unable to stop this forbidden taboo.

“As if we could stop now.” I thought to myself, my brain screaming. “Stop this insanity!”

There was no way this would stop, not with the tip of my cock nestled against her wetness. Sara’s heels hooked onto my hips, drawing me into her, penetrating her slightly. The adage “Just the tip” rang in my mind. She pulled me in a little more as I played with her breasts. I searched her eyes for any sign that I might be causing her pain. I hesitantly pulled away, but she pulled harder, driving her heels in, and spurring me on. Sara let out a sharp gasp as the tip broke through the remains of her hymen.

“Did I hurt you, baby?” I asked. I questioned myself if either of us would be emotionally or physically the same after this.

“No, Daddy.  It just surprised me when it popped in so deep.” Peering down between our bodies. “Is there any blood, am I bleeding Daddy?”

There wasn’t. I was certain that her mother’s dildo had taken it the first time Sara had masturbated with it. Sara’s heels dug in again, pulling me deeper still. Looking down I could see I was halfway inside her silken sheath. God, she was wet and so tight. I was glad I had not rushed and buried my cock in her when she first straddled me. I started gently pumping my pelvis, coating my shaft with her juices as I drove in deeper.

Her eyes were wide, staring into mine as I slid farther inside her cunt. Her mouth was agape as I pushed it all the way in.  

“Ahh, God.” She groaned when the head of my cock hit bottom.

I held it there, holding pressure until she relaxed. Like her mother at this age, I had just taken my daughter’s cherry. The short little strokes of my shaft that I started with became longer and longer until I was pistoning into her hole. Her moans grew louder with every stroke of my shaft. My body pinned her to the bed, pounding my cock into her. The bed creaked in protest as it rocked back and forth hard enough to slam the headboard against the wall.

Sara, screamed as a powerful orgasm hit her. “Oh, my fucking god! Don’t stop!”

Hearing her words, I rose to my knees, grabbing her hips, I began to jackhammer her twat as fast as humanly possible. Her tits flopped wildly as thrust away at her tight twat. I raised her legs, propping her knees up over my elbows, long stroke fucking my little girl. Sara cried out repeatedly that she was cumming.

Wanting to prolong this as much as I could, I pulled my cock out of her and rolled to my back. Sara lay there while we caught our breath.

“You be on top for a while, honey,” I said flopping to my back.

Sara stood, straddling me again. Her blood-engorged pussy lips glistened with her juices. Sara grabbed my steely rod, guiding the tip back into her gaping cunt hole. Her legs too to fully straddle my hips, she knelt on my pelvis, hooking her feet on the inside of my thighs. She began to bounce up and down on my cock while I played with her titties, tweaking her nips with both hands. I pulled her tits to my mouth, sucking her nipples back and forth, squeezing them together, and sucking both at the same time. Sara squealed in ecstasy, grinding, and gyrating her cunt on my steely shaft. A trickle of drool dribbled from the corner of her mouth as she panted for air.

Sara cried out, “Daddy, cum in my pussy!” as the first wave of orgasm crashed through her twat.

Our bodies slammed into each other at a feverish pace until we collided in simultaneous climax. Our writhing bodies contorted, convulsing wildly as we rode out the cascade of orgasms. We finally collapsed onto the bed, limbs still entwined, cuddling, and kissing each other. Sara, sighing contently, curled into the fetal position, spooning with me. My cock, nestled against her bare ass, shriveled. She pulled my hand to her breasts.

“I can feel your warm cum in my pussy, Daddy.” Sara giggled. “It’s leaking out of my cunt and down my butt crack.”

I rose from the bed, taking in the view of my Darling Sara’s overflowing hole leaving a wet spot on the sweat-covered duvet, wondering what I had done. Would it ever happen again?

“God, I hope so.”