It was the next afternoon and Michele was still wearing only her bikini. She had dressed during the previous evening when her mother had been home.
Margaret didn't even approve of Michele wearing cut-off jeans around the house. She wanted Daddy to look at her so she danced around the kitchen as he sat at the kitchen table reading the newspaper.
He lowered the paper and looked at her. She smiled brightly.
"I feel wonderful today. Tingly all over," she said.
"I feel pretty good myself," Bernard said with a small smile.
"Do you think I have a nice body, Daddy," Michele asked.
Where had he heard those words before? Marlene?
"Oh no, not you too," Bernard said placing his palm on his forehead, lowering his eyes to the wood table.
"What does that mean, Daddy?" Michele said. "Can I sit on your lap? Can I? Please. Pretty please."
"You know all about it, don't you, you little munchkin? You've been talking to that friend of yours."
His eyes were twinkling so Michele saw no reason to lie.
"Uh huh. She told me all about it. I think that it's wonderful. You see she and I are lovers also."
Bernard took a few seconds to get a handle on this. He moved his legs to one side so she could sit on his lap.
She rubbed her fanny against his crotch, and he could feel his balls starting to ache badly.
He was becoming sexually aroused at the touch of his own daughter, and for a moment he was filled with shame. But as he had found with Marlene, he was weak to temptation, and he found himself craving his daughter with all of his heart.
"What are you trying to do little girl? Are you trying to get friendly the way your friend did?"
"Uh huh. I want to get friendly with you just the way Marlene did," Michele said in a baby's voice.
"I suppose that you know everything there is to know about sex, huh?" Bernard said paternally.
He really had little idea about Michele's sexual experience.
He figured that she was popular enough to have had sex.
"I don't know anything, Daddy. I just know that it feels really good when Marlene eats me and diddles me. I've never, you know, had a man."
Bernard could feel his cock getting very hard in his pants.
Michele could feel it too since it was pressing against her buttock.
"You are a virgin?" Bernard asked. He raised his right eyebrow into an arch. He turned up one corner of his mouth into a sadistic grin. Bernard Shakey had never popped a cherry before in his life. He knew that it hurt a girl to get fucked for the first time.
He thought of doing that to his daughter, and at first it didn't appeal to him, but then he realized that the pain he would cause by popping his pretty daughter's precious cherry would be simply opening up the doors to a life-time of pleasure.
This thought appealed to him a great deal and he put his hand on the back of her head, guiding her face toward his own.
"Give Daddy a little kiss," Bernard whispered.
"Untouched by any man," Michele said. She didn't sound like a baby anymore.
Michele didn't even sound like a little girl, like she did when she made love with Marlene the previous day.
She knew that she was about to receive her first cock. She was going to graduate forever into womanhood. She paused to say a nostalgic farewell to her childhood. She knew that a part of her was going to be torn away – a part of her that would never grow back.
Michele continued to grind downward with her round hips.
Their lips got closer together and he moved his hand to her tit. They kissed gently, with mouths closed at first. Then they parted their lips and touched the tips of their tongues together.
Michele could tell that her Daddy had a big cock from the size of the bulge pressing in her ass.
But she had no idea just how big it was. She still had a major shock ahead of her.
They rolled their tongues together, and Michele realized that Daddy was an even better kisser than MacIntyre.
It was kind of weird doing this kind of stuff with her own father, the man who had bounced her on his knee when she was a little girl.
Now he was squeezing her tit, for the first time holding the entire thing.
Their lust rapidly grew and Bernard took Michele up to her bedroom.
He closed the door securely behind him but did not lock it.
Michele could feel her cunt boiling. She had never felt the craving for penetration this intense before. It was as if her cunt knew that it was about to be impaled.
Her cherry felt like it needed to be popped badly.
It would be a not-so-sad farewell to her virginity. She was ready to take this step toward adulthood.
She was not drunk. She was cold sober and knew exactly what she was doing.
The little girl was throwing herself over to absolute pleasure.
She thought of the many times she had fantasized about faceless men. She knew know that the body had belonged to Daddy.
She had wanted her first lover to be as much like her father as possible. She was doing herself one better by losing her cherry to the original. She was amazed that she hadn't realized the passion she felt toward her father earlier in the ball game. Michele could tell that she was making a wet spot in the crotch of her tiny bikini bottoms. She was lubing up beautifully.
Michele was aware of the pain she was to face also.
Even though she had tried to deny it, she knew that one of the reasons she had waited so long to get laid was that she was afraid of the pain that initial penetration would cause her unused pussy.
Michele removed the top of her bikini and sat on the edge of the bed.
Bernard dropped to his knees in front of her, as if she were his goddess of Eros, and he was praying. He took her nipples into his mouth and sucked on them. He nipped at them with his teeth and pulled at them. He flicked the tip of his tongue back and forth across them.
They were large nipples, like her mother's, and he could see that they got very hard and erect when she was aroused.
Michele sprawled onto her back and hooked her fingers under the tops of her tiny bikini bottoms. She wiggled her hips as she tugged them down and sighed as the material pulled out from between her outer labia.
The man could see his daughter's virgin cunt lips, wet, pink and swollen, and his cock became fully engorged. He could no longer keep his pants on. His jeans felt as if they had just shrunk three sizes, and he had to free his prick from its cage. He unbuckled his belt and unsnapped his button nimbly. He got the top of his fly between his thumb and forefinger. As he pulled down the zipper Michele got her first real good idea of how big the prick was going to be.
He hooked his thumbs under his underwear's elastic and pulled them down along with his tight pants.
Michele thought that she was going to faint when his ten inch rod came popping out, standing at attention. She couldn't figure out for the life of her how a big thing like that was going to fit in little old her.
She was sure that Daddy would tear her sweet pussy apart with that thick, awesome tool of manhood.
"Daddy, is that really going to fit?" Michele asked.
"Of course my darling. It might be a bit of a struggle, but we'll make it if we both work very hard."
"It sure seems like it will hurt when you stick it in me, Daddy," Michele said, still worried.
"It will hurt, my darling. But once the pain fades there will be pleasures like you could never have imagined," Bernard exclaimed.
"I guess that every little girl has to go through this sooner or later, huh, Daddy?" Michele said.
"That's right, my little munchkin. I hope that you are getting all wet and juicy down there."
He placed his fingertips against the inner lips of her pussy and pressed firmly, keeping his fingers together.
"Oh yes, I can feel that you are well lubricated. That will make it easier for my cock to get in."
"I guess that nature has a way of taking care of these things," Michele said.
She could feel her fear of the pain fading.
She was excited and anxious to be penetrated.
Her pussy told her that everything that happened was going to be very good.
Even though it was her pussy that was going to be hurt, it was the part of her body that wanted the fuck worst.
She could see the entire length of his prick bobbing up and down.
The head of his cock was the thickest part and she couldn't help but think about how far open her cunt lips would have to stretch to take that glans.
The cock was a darker purple than she thought it would be, and of course, it was about twice as large. Bernard took off all of his clothes, so that they were both naked and horny. He sprawled on top of her, pinning the long thick prick between their lower bellies, where Michele could feel it throbbing intensely.
She was dripping with juice and the flesh was fully engorged.
This was good. The violation was going to need all of the help it could get.
Bernard showered his daughter's face with kisses.
Her breasts heaved up and down with her panting. Her erect nipples dug into his thick chest hair.
He moved his palms flat on the bed beside her head. He lifted his upper torso with his long, thick arms.
He rippled the muscles m his back and gyrated his hips, moving them so that the tip of his prick was in the center of Michele's perfect inverted triangle of chestnut colored pubic hair.
Michele intertwined her fingers tightly at the back of her Daddy's thick neck for a couple of seconds. Then she decided that she wanted to caress him and ran her palms over his tight, muscular back. She opened her thighs as far as she could feeling her inner cunt lips curl back as she moved.
The handsome Daddy moved his slim, firm powerful hips back so that the tip of his prick was touching her clit. He supported his weight with his left arm and reached back with his right to guide his glans.
He didn't have to squeeze it to make sure it was fully erect.
The head of his cock felt like it was going to explode at any second.
The humongous lance was so swollen that it ached badly for relief.
He told himself that he had to be gentle with his little girl because it was only her first time. But he knew, somewhere deep down inside, that the beast in him was bound to emerge sooner or later. He had a feeling that he was going to be fucking her as hard and fast as he could before the passion was spent.
Bernard rubbed his piss hole against her erect clitoris until she was on the verge of exploding.
She could tell that she was going to come soon after he stuck his cock through her thin maidenhead.
Michele knew that she was going to come in a way that she had never come before. She couldn't wait. All of her other orgasms, both from masturbation and Marlene's tongue, had come from clitoral stimulation. Michele could tell that her clit's role as center of her womanly pleasure was about to be usurped. She knew that her orgasms, her deep vaginal climaxes, would be centered in the magic spot near the mouth of her womb. She was still shivering with fright and she felt herself grow pale. She tried to take deep breaths, but this was next to impossible. No matter how hard she tried not to, she continued to pant like a wild animal. She made little whimpering noises in her throat that her Daddy liked a great deal.
He could feel his come churning around inside his scrotum. His testicles felt very swollen at the base of that sack. He wondered how long he would be able to fuck the little girl. He hoped that he could get inside without hurting her too badly. He moved the head of his cock to the base of her cunt slit. He wiggled it from side to side, parting the already curled back inner lips.
He began to press down with his hips and Michele could feel her labia open for him, the tip of that thick prick pressing against her cherry.
Bernard let out a sharp grunt and thrust down with his hips – a sharp, savage stabbing motion. Michele could feel her cunt filled with fiery agony. She felt as if a sharp poker had just been driven up her pussy. She heard a tearing sound and heard herself scream bloody murder.
She was drenched with sweat, her face contorting. She trembled. She felt something warm and sticky inside her pussy, mixing with her natural lubrication.
Michele realized that this was her own blood she was feeling. Her inner cunt lips were stretched further than Michele knew they could go.
The flesh was so tight that it was threatening to tear. But it didn't. They were both amazed and pleased at the elasticity of her twat lips.
"Fuck me, Daddy. I want you all the way inside me," Michele said, a sob caught in her throat.
Her eyes had filled rapidly with tears, and soon they poured down her cheeks and the sides of her nose.
She could feel the sharpness of the pain from her popped cherry fading rather quickly, the nerve-endings numbing from overload.
The pain turned into a dull ache which blended perfectly with the dull ache she felt deep inside – the ache of desire.
She could feel her magic spot growing in size and intensity. She knew that her agony would turn into ecstasy when the tip of his thick prick reached her dimpled cervix. She knew that he would bang against the mouth of her womb repeatedly with his long dong during the course of the fuck and she assumed correctly that her first orgasm would be the first of many.
Her pussy was shriveled and withered closed from lack of use. Bernard had to pry it open with the tip of his cock. This was difficult in spite of her plentiful lubrication.
This was the tightest pussy Bernard had ever felt and he tensed the muscles in his buttocks as he pressed downward with his hips.
He pulled his lips back over his teeth, the tip of his cock moving deeper inside Michele's pussy a fraction of an inch at a time.
Then the tip of his cock struck her cervix and she felt the fiery pleasure rapidly filling her body.
She pressed up with her as her pussy convulsed, and her eyes went wide with awe as she watched the remainder of his prick slip all the way inside her with relative ease. Only the last inch was a struggle when painful pressure was put on the back wall or her vagina.
She could feel the tip of cock deep up inside her belly, and she stuffed full of rock hard cock.
Her spasming cunt muscles gripped and massaged at the entire length of his cock as her inner cunt lips – still gaping – gripped at the base.
The man pulled back with his hips and looked down between them to see blood on his cock.
The blood was dripping out of the base of her stretched hole, onto the bedspread beneath her hips.
She had lost her virginity to her own father! One would have thought the little would have felt ashamed.
If there was any guilt in the room at all, it was on Bernard's shoulders, and that was only because he was battling sadistic feelings.
Michele felt no guilt at all. It felt natural and good to have her Daddy's huge cock inside her.
The man began to fuck her very slowly, even though he wanted to batter the hell out of her Joins.
"Fuck me harder, Daddy!!!" Michele hollered out.
This was the only cue that Bernard needed. The beast inside him emerged.
She was going to get fucked just as if she were an experienced woman.
He rapidly picked up the pace of his fucking motion. He pulled his cock almost all the way out of her pussy. He stopped when only the tip remained between her inner labia.
He pushed down viciously driving the entire length of his thick phallus in at the same time. Michele was very dose to coming again.
He repeatedly drove himself inside, letting out a sharp grunt with each savage hip and cock thrust.
"Make me come again! Oh God!" Michele screamed.
Soon the man was fucking her as hard and fast as he could, feeling her tight muscles tugging very hard at the shaft each time he withdrew.
He could feel the tickle at the base of his cock growing fast, and he knew that he would only be able to pump a few more strokes into her.
He gave those last strokes everything he had and drove her with them to her third and last orgasm of the fuck. He rammed his cock all the way inside and felt his sticky semen gathering at his cock's base.
Then it exploded forth and bathed the bloody insides of Michele's pussy. She was coming as she felt his cock spasm, and this enhanced the intensity of the convulsions that were already there. She lifted her feet from the foot of the bed so she could wrap them around the backs of her Daddy's legs.
He could feel spurt after spurt shooting inside her. Each spurt was joined by a Wave of fiery pleasure.
The little girl pushed up with her hips so that the cock would be as deep inside her as possible.
She could feel the top of the base of his prick pressing against her quivering clitoris, working as a catalyst to strengthen and lengthen her blissful release.