Chapter 7
Daddy's Little Girl
The perpetuation of an incestuous affair is believed by many psychologists to be the result of conditioning. These experts are persuaded that the conditioned response syndrome, the ability of the body to react to familiar stimuli with greater fidelity, can become a necessary part of life. There is a tendency on the part of the experts to remind that the sexual apparatus and its responses is an extremely delicate mechanism at best and the slightest thing can affect its functions, or its ability to function at all.
This element would appear to be quite evident in the foregoing case history and there are many, many more whose structures show the conditioned response syndrome at work. Once this element of a human being's sexuality has come alive it is a force and a powerful factor that cannot be ignored.
There are many psychologists who will point to the way a young girl will use her father as the pattern that her love must fit, or at least approximate, as a sample of conditioned responses at work. Some of these experts in human behavior will point out that there is the inherent wish in the girl's mind to sleep with her father, to enjoy sex with him, and that this youthful yearning is often unrecognized for what it is and is eventually replaced by the more normal loves that a girl may enjoy with the young men who court her.
Yet there are many cases on record where the young girl does not outgrow the desire to be possessed by her father and sometimes the wish becomes father to the thought and the girl will actually make an effort to seduce her father.
Sometimes, the father, if he is young and denied the company of young women who can deal with his sexuality on a normal level, will become captivated by his young and beautiful daughter and an incestuous relationship can begin and prosper.
Joan F. is a beautiful blonde sexpot and she knows it, glories in it. Sexually precocious, she had her first sexual experience at twelve and never recovered from its excessive pleasures. Circumstances put an end to her romance when the boy moved away, but by that time she had become a very capable fellatrix, and she had also tried cunnilingus, sodomy and coitus. She loved everything that the young man did to her and swiftly surrendered to the extreme thrills that her body could provide. But once her boy friend moved away she was hesitant about beginning another affair. She became content with masturbation and concentrated on her school work.
"My father was a very handsome man," she says. "His name was Bert and he and my mother were always battling. My mother said that he was always cheating on her. He was a chaser and she caught him at it and finally they got a divorce. When it came time for them to decide what to do with me, I had something to say. I adored my father in spite of his wickedness, or maybe because of it, and I told the judge that I wanted to live with my father. I was fourteen and big for my age so I knew what I wanted to do. My mother was quite willing for me to live with my father because I think she wanted to sow a few wild oats of her own.
"So my father rented a nice apartment and I moved in with him and because he was so young and so handsome, I was always kissing him and loving him up and he sure liked it. I guess maybe I was looking for trouble.
"One Sunday afternoon my father was sitting in the living room reading his paper. I had just taken a shower and I had my robe on. I went into the living room and I saw my father and I was just overwhelmed with love for him. I took the paper out of his hands and then I sat down in his lap. He looked surprised when I kissed him right on the lips. But he kissed me back and he smiled and told me that I was getting pretty big for that sort of thing. I told him I loved him and I loved it when he would hold me.
"He lit a cigarette and when he was holding it in his hand, I picked up his hand and put the cigarette to my mouth, inhaling a puff. He laughed and then I saw him looking at my robe, it was wide open and my naked breasts were staring him right in the face.
"All of a sudden I could feel the movement under my bottom and I knew that he was getting a hard-on. It delighted me that I could do that to him. He kept staring and then he touched them lightly with his hands. He looked at me like a sick calf.
"Joanie, honey,' he said, 'your breasts are beautiful. I had no idea. You are naked, too, I had no idea of that.'
"I was trembling because all of a sudden I knew what was going to happen and I was so hot I wanted it to happen. I shifted on his lap and he was touching my breasts and then he put his mouth over one of my nipples and I gasped as his tongue teased the hard, tingling flesh. I started coming right then and there. There was a hot, trickling sensation between my legs and it was the nicest sensation I had ever felt. He was kissing my breast and mouthing them and I was shaking as bad as he was. He stood up and carried me as though I were a child. He was kissing my breasts all the time. He put me down on his bed and I could tell that he was so stirred up and so hot he just didn't care who he was playing with. I was girl and he needed girl.
"When he settled me upon his bed my robe fell open and the rest of me was visible to him. He sure looked, too. He put his hand between my legs and that did it. I came all over myself and then it was the same with me. He was man and I needed man.
"He settled down onto the bed with me and began kissing my mouth and my breasts. Then he put his mouth between my legs and I almost died with Acosta's. He started licking me there and I could feel his tongue inside of me. Then he was tonguing my clit and I began spilling myself wide open. He kept it up and kept it up and I was moaning and writhing until I couldn't get my breath. Then he did something special with his tongue and the damndest orgasm shook me like I was a leaf in a windstorm. I couldn't move or speak or anything. He stayed down there a long time after that while I lay limp and sobbing with sweet Acosta's. Then he stretched his body on top of me and I felt his big hard-on sliding in between my legs and that turned me inside out.
"I went wild with lust and got my heels hooked around his back. I was screeching in his ear, saying lots of bad things. I was telling him to give it to me, to fuck me fast, fuck me hard, and please give it to me. He gave it to me and I began battling him and we were thrusting and banging our hips together until I felt him swelling and spurting. I came with him and it was sheer heaven. He collapsed on top of me and I just held him to me, stroking his head, glorying in the sweet release that he had given to me. He was limp and heavy on me for a long time, then he rolled off of me and he sat up.
"He was looking at me and had a big smile on his face and I was glad that he didn't seem to be the least bit sorry.
"Joanie' he said, 'you've got the sweetest little cunt I've ever tasted. The tightest, too.'
"I'm glad you like my cunt,' I said, smiling at him.
"He bent down and kissed me on the mouth and I soul-kissed him. He told me to say it again, he liked hearing me say such naughty words. So I said it to him, all the while I was kissing him.
"Cunt, cunt, cunt,' I said. 'I'm glad you like to suck my cunt. I'm glad you like to fuck me in my cunt. Cunt, cunt, cunt. I like to say it. I love to say it.'
"He sat up again and I saw that his cock was as hard as hell and standing out stiff and straight. He still had his pants on and looking at the red, round head of his cock, seeing the goo coming out of it, I got so hot I couldn't breathe. I pulled his mouth down against mine again and I kissed him hotly, and with lots of tongue.
"You sucked my cunt,' I said, whispering. 'I want to suck your cock. I want to suck your cock so bad.'
"He laughed and then he was holding me in his arms and his kisses were like firecrackers. He let me go and slid off of the bed. He got his pants off and I could see his big balls hanging between his legs. His cock looked a mile long and when he crawled onto the bed, I slid down between his legs and took his cock into my mouth while my hands began tickling his dangling balls. I guess it was just too much for him because he almost drowned me, and in spite of my swallowing, he just kept gushing. I was tickling his balls and I could feel his whole body shaking violently, but I didn't stop. I just kept right on sucking him and after the flood stopped, he kept giving milk in tiny little drops which kept coming out of him all the while I was sucking him. Then he started shaking again and I knew what to expect. When the flood came again I was prepared for it and I knew that I had found something that I would never be content to be without.
"He sort of slid~ forward and flopped on his face on the bed after that second time. He laid there for a long time, panting and gasping for breath and it took him a long time to calm down.
"When he was able to sit up, he lit a cigarette and then he gave me one. He kept looking at me like he couldn't believe what he saw. He asked me finally where I had learned to suck cock. I gave him a big, innocent stare and I told him that I didn't really know how but J was willing to learn because I knew that he enjoyed it so much. He didn't answer that one. I stretched and my legs fell apart and he put his hand down there. I was soaked and he just laughed and said that I had sure had one hell of a good time when I was blowing him. I must have come a dozen times. I pouted and I told him that I would have had even more fun if he had been sucking my cunt while I was sucking his cock. He laughed and said that I was probably right. He got up then and he went out of the bedroom and I just laid there, too weak to move.
"A few minutes later he came back into the room and he was all dressed up. He told me that he was going out on a date but he would be home early. That disappointed me because I had wanted to have some more fun.
'"Is she prettier than I am?' I asked him, pouting.
"He shook his head arid he was smiling broadly.
"Do you suck her cunt, too?' I asked.
"No,' he said. 'The only cunt I'll suck for some time now is that sweet little cunt you've got between your legs.'
"I sat up and I begged him not to go out. We could have lots more fun. He kissed me and told me he had to go. It was business.
"Some business,' I said, angrily.
"He laughed and turned away from me.
"Honey,' he said, 'you be in my bed when I get home and I'll prove to you that it was business.'
"That made me feel better. He left then and as soon as I heard the door close behind him, I fell sound asleep. I slept for several hours and when I woke up, I remembered that my father had screwed me and all the rest of it. I got up and went into the living room and I watched television and masturbated while I waited for him to come home to me again.
"I was watching the late news when he came home. He saw me sitting with my knees up under by chin and I was giving him a good look at what all men like to see. He laughed and sat down in front of my crotch and then he really gave me what for and I came all over his face and he just loved it.
"We went to bed in his bed that night and he let me suck him just as much as I wanted to. We tried the sixty-nine and that was a real ball. I just couldn't stop coming all the while we were doing it and I made him come three times before we finally called a halt. I slept that night in his arms and from then on I slept in his bed every night.
"We settled down to a life of uninhibited sex. He liked it best when I blew him, because he was afraid that I would get pregnant, but that was my favorite sport, too, so it all worked out just fine. During one of the long, lazy afternoons we spent in bed he tried easing it into my back hole and that gave me such a big thrill I just went wild and he came in me in a hurry. He said that I liked that very much and probably had a very sensitive asshole. He put his tongue in there one day and found out just how sensitive it was.
"We got around to a lot of things. One day he spanked me playfully, because I sucked him and made him come too quickly and he liked it to last a long, long time. He told me that I was a greedy little minx and he was going to whip my ass. He took off his slipper and began walloping my bare ass with it and that really turned me inside out. I started coming all over myself and when he wanted to stop I begged him to keep it up. He did and then he finally gave me just enough and I had the biggest, best orgasm I had ever had.
"We were both amazed. But he knew all about that stuff. He said that that kind of thing did wonders for him. He told me that he knew a pretty little girl in a brothel and she would do it for him once in a while. He said that he paid her fifty dollars for giving him a real going over with whips. I asked him why I couldn't do it for him. He stared at me and then he laughed. He was sure that I had inherited my depravity from him. He told me more, too, about how the girl would whip him and abuse him and pee in his face while he laid in a bathtub and then she would make him eat her for a while. Then she would whip him again and then sodomize him with a dildo. Just listening to him got me hot all over again and I had to eat his cock for a while so I could cool down.
"I told him I would like to try and do for him all the things that the girl did and maybe he could do the same for me. He liked that idea and a few days later he brought home some whips and I did it just like he told me to, and he had himself a ball. Then he gave me a whipping, too, and I went clear out of my mind with that kind of sex. The blazing, bursting, sensual sensations that the whips brought alive in my crotch were like nothing I'd ever even dreamed of and I'd had lots of wild dreams. After that we took turns whipping hell out of each other.
"One night he came home with a mysterious looking box and he wouldn't tell me what was in it until after we had eaten. Then he opened it and took out a really beautiful dildo. The thing looked just like a stiff prick with a nice set of balls and a flesh-colored harness. Daddy dear got his rear-end really roiled up that night. He liked it in front of a mirror so that he could watch me ramming it to him and he got his wish. He used it on me, too and it was wonderful. We settled down into a beautiful life, filled with lots of thrills and wonderful experiences. And we were very much in love with each other. There were lots of tender times when I would lie in his arms and he would love me and hold me and kiss me and I liked that very much, almost as much as the wild sex stuff.
"When I had to go back to school, I didn't spend as much time with Bert as I would like, mainly because he was very busy with his work and I was in school most of the time. I met this lovely little brunette in school and she sort of latched on to me. She had a real inferiority complex but she was truly beautiful. She was so sweet and shy that it hurt to look at her. She took a fancy to me for some reason and she latched on to me and I couldn't shake her. She would come home with me after school and we would do homework and I really pushed her around but she just took it and kept coming back for more.
"My father met her one afternoon and he liked her. I could tell, just by watching his face. I could understand why. Minnie was a mouse, but she was a pretty mouse. My father had an -eye for beauty. She liked him, too. When he went out she told me that my father was very handsome, and so young.
"I don't know why, but I started asking Minnie questions about sex and she kind of choked up. She said that she was afraid of boys. But she said that she had tried sex with a girl friend who visited with her once and she had liked that very much. She was blushing deeply as she admitted that.
"You mean that you like making love to a girl?'I asked.
"She blushed even deeper but she said that that was the way she was and she just couldn't help herself. She didn't bother with boys. She didn't really bother with anyone much. But she had met me and she liked me and she hoped that I would be her friend. I looked into her pretty face and I imagined what it might be like to have that pretty face between my legs and I started to shake. I stood up and I crooked my finger at her.
"You come with me, Minnie,' I said.
"She got up and she followed me. We went into the bathroom. I closed the door behind us and then I sat down just like I was going to pee. But I didn't. I slid my bottom out to the edge of the seat and I spread my legs real wide. I looked up at her and I told her what to do.
"Get down here and eat me, Minnie. I'm hot as hell, now hurry.'
"She sort of sobbed and her face broke up. She gave a little moan and then she dropped to her knees in front of me and then she had her Hot little mouth all over my slit and that little girl really knew her job. She turned me inside out and I was gasping for breath and close to fainting when "she finally stopped and sat huddled in front of me shivering and twitching because of her own passions. I sat for a moment and then I peed anyway. I stood up and I was weak on my feet. I pulled my panties up and flushed the toilet.
, "That was very nice, Minnie,' I told her. 'I enjoyed it. Now come along.'
"She got up and we went back to fee living room. She was very pale and her eyes were glowing like embers in a snow field. She didn't say anything for a long time. Then it was time for her to go home. She stood at the door and she wanted to say something but she was rather hesitant. Finally she got it said.
"You don't hate me because I'm like feat, Joanie?' she asked.
"Lord, no, honey,' I said. Tm happy that you can do that for me. I liked it, I liked it very much.'
"She gave me a very shy smile then and looked happy.
"I'm glad,' she said simply. 'I like doing it to you.'
"She flashed me a happy smile and then went out. When Bert came home that night he mentioned what a pretty thing Minnie was and I told him feat she was a Les. He blinked and asked how I knew. I told him all about what she had done for me. He sat there at the table with his eyes gleaming and then he asked me if I could arrange it so that he could watch us when we got at it. I said sure. Anytime. I asked him if he was going to feed her some cock and he said he sure would like to. And, if I was the sweet little daughter he thought I was, I would help him.
"The idea of seeing Minnie getting the whole works did tickle me. It made me hot as hell and Bert had to do something about me right then and there. He led me into fee bedroom and we had us a quick sixty-nine and that sort of put my brains back into gear.
"Poor Minnie. She never had a chance. The following Saturday afternoon I invited her over to the house and I let her have just enough of my pussy to get her real hot. Then I suggested feat we both take all of our clothes off and I would play wife her while she worked on my cunt. She went for feat. She was gorgeous wife her clothes off. Her breasts were small but beautifully shaped wife little red nipples and her hips were wide and rounded and her little cunt was beautiful. She was really something truly lovely. She went right after my pussy and she had me in orbit in a hurry. She got me so hot and so worked up I forgot all about fee plan and I was just as startled as Minnie when Bert walked in on us and coughed.
"Minnie moved liked a scared rabbit and she was in no position to deny anything. Her lips were smeared with the thick juices of my crotch and she just sat up and began to cry. She sort of went to pieces. She had such a terrible time^ of it, I actually felt sorry for her. I reached out and pulled her into my arms and I tried to soothe her.
"Bert sat down in a chair close to the bed and he just examined poor Minnie's naked body very candidly. She was so upset she had no awareness of her position. She had her legs wide open and Bert was looking at her cunt and he sure liked what he was seeing. I kept trying to get Minnie to stop crying. I was telling her that Bert wasn't going to hurt her. He wasn't going to say anything to anybody. Minnie blubbered in my arms and she just wouldn't stop crying. I finally shook her and I told her to shut the hell up. Things weren't as bad as she thought. She stopped bawling and she looked at Bert and then at me and her face flamed as she closed her legs and she tried to hide her pretty boobs.
"But he's your father,' she said, nervously. 'He'll tell my mother. The shock would kill her. I can't let him do that.'
"You live with your mother?' Bert asked her.
"She nodded and she told us that her mother was always working and she was alone much of the time so she had chosen me for her friend and now we had gotten into trouble simply because she loved me so much. She didn't realize that I Was stark-naked in front of my father and I wasn't making any attempt to cover up.
"Bert asked her if she didn't like men and she said that she didn't really know. She had only done sexual things with girls. Bert came over and he sat on the bed. He put his hand between her legs and the way she was squirming I knew that he had his fingers in her and they were really working nicely. I was still hugging her and when Bert asked her if she didn't like what he was doing to her, she shivered and a big smile made her face beautiful.
"Oh, yes,' she said, passionately. 'Oh, my, yes.'
"Bert kept his fingers working in her cunt and a moment later she began shaking all over the place and she opened her legs wide and she began coming with a shuddering spasm that shook her to pieces. Bert shifted his position and then he had her little twat in his mouth and he sure put that girl on cloud nine in a hurry. I was hugging her and kissing her and she just tore herself apart with the wildest frenzies I had ever seen. I had thought that I was a ball of fire, but Minnie just lost everything and her whole body seethed with sheer lust and carnal pleasures. Bert worked on her for as long as an hour at least, and then he got up and while I held her in my arms, he gave it to her. That little pussy of hers slid right down over his big hard-on and then the two of them got locked into a crazy session of hip-swinging fucking and I could see Bert's whole rear caving in as he came. Man, what a load he pumped into that little girl. She was clutching him, panting and wheezing and she was sobbing too.
"When he pulled out, he looked at me and I went right down on her and she had the sweetest little box I have ever encountered. She was moaning and her hips just couldn't stay still and Bert was kissing her mouth and she was holding him and tonguing his mouth like crazy and when I made her pop she whinnied just like a little horse and then she sort of slumped and Bert held her to him in a gentle embrace while I feasted shamelessly on her lovely young flesh.
"Minnie became our little friend after that. She was very happy for the attention we gave her and no matter what we wanted to do to her, it was just fine with her. She even liked the whips. But she liked Bert to give her a whipping and then, while she was still in the throes of the orgasms it induced in her, she liked to blow him while I gave her some more whip to increase her ardor. She really was a wild one.
"I guess that Minnie and I were friends for four years, which means that Bert was enjoying both of us for all that time. Then something happened to Minnie's mother's job and she moved away from us. We got letters from her telling us how much she missed us and about a year after that we got a letter telling us that she was getting married and after that, nothing.
"Bert and I were still living in complete bliss and I was quite grown up and I was having my problems with boys. Bert kept telling me that I should get married. He said no matter how much fun we were able to have, a girl needed a husband, a guy who would support her and give her a home. That sounded good but I didn't want to give up my life with Bert. When he pointed out to me that I might not have to, I began to look around. After all, a girl could always visit her father; There wasn't anything wrong with that.
"I dated a lot of guys and none of them suited me as a partner, or a husband. Then I met Virgil.
"He worked at the same place that I did and he was a very nice looking boy, blonde and very gentle in his ways. He was almost effeminate, really, but I liked him. I liked him very much, mainly because he so obviously loved me and worshiped me. When Bert met him he said he thought Virgil might be a bit gay, but it never showed up with me. He was always the soul of politeness and gentleness with me and when he asked me to marry him, I promised that I would think it over. Virgil came from a very wealthy family and I was sure that we would always be able to pay the rent.
"I talked it all over with Bert and it was finally decided that I would marry Virgil and Bert and I would still keep up our life together. Bert was, in fact, quite pleased about my marriage. I was quite pleased too because Virgil's folks gave us a lovely home and life looked very happy for us. I discovered on our wedding night that Virgil was no ball of fire in bed. He laid me and slobbered over my breasts and that was that. I settled for that because I always had Bert to to to for the type of lovemaking that I had to have.
"Virgil's idea of a good sex life was a joke. We would get into bed and he would kiss me a few times, then he would kiss my breasts and suck the nipples a bit while he used his fingers to rub me between my legs. Then he would put it into me and wriggle a few times and that was it.
"Consequently, the first afternoon I got to spend with Bert, I was wild for the type of sex that we knew and loved and I sure got more than I bargained for because Bert was all stored up and he was as horny as hell. Our session took place in the old apartment and we had the whips, the blow jobs, the whole works. It got to be so good that I knew I couldn't leave Bert and his lovely cock so when it was about dinner time I called Virgil and told him that I was visiting my father and that he wasn't feeling too well. Watching Bert stroking his big hard-on, I felt awful. He had never felt better. I told Virgil that I might stay the night with my father and sort of look after him. He agreed that that was the right thing for me to do so I just climbed back into bed with Bert and we went back to balling. We kept it up all damned night, that's how starved we were. When we were exhausted, we simply went to sleep in each other's arms.
"Virgil walked in and found us like that in the morning. In our frenzy for sex we had both forgotten that Virgil had a key to the apartment. Bert had given it to him just before we got married so that he could let me in at night, and he would have a key in case he was asked to get anything for me. He used it that morning and when I woke up he was sitting in the chair beside the bed crying like a little boy. Bert woke up, too, because Virgil was snuffling and making a lot of noise. Bert got out of bed^and got into his robe and then he asked me to fix some coffee for all of us. Then he dealt with Virgil. I don't know what he said, exactly, but Virgil wasn't crying any more. In fact, he looked to be quite pleased.
; "I've had a little talk with Virgil,' Bert said smiling. I've explained things to him and he is very much relieved about things, aren't you, Virgil?'
"My husband looked up at Bert adoringly and he actually lisped.
"Oh, my, yes,' he said, happily. 'I am very much relieved.'
"Bert looked at me and grinned. He explained to me that Virgil was a delicate type, and he was not really geared to handle girls. He would rather have a nice big fat cock to suck than anything else in the world and Bert had promised that Virgil could do himself a lot of good by just keeping his damned mouth shut and enjoying life.
"Virgil sat in the chair and he was beaming at me. I got sore. He had been conquered so easily. I started to berate him but Bert told me to keep quiet. We would have to be very good to Virgil and perhaps if he moved in with us, he could be helpful in putting things into their proper niche. We could start right away. He asked me to call in and report Virgil sick. Then we would have some breakfast and then begin to have some fun. I went and made the call and then I went back to fixing breakfast. Virgil and Bert came out to the table and they were smiling at each other like lovers. Bert told me that I would not have to worry about Virgil at all any more. He understood people like Virgil and he would take care of everything.
"That was a most amazing day. Bert went after Virgil like a conqueror. He got out a whip and he gave Virgil a hell of a going over and my stalwart husband loved it. Bert strapped on the dildo and screwed him up the ass and Virgil went wild with delight. His dick was spending all over the place and when Bert sat down and had Virgil kneel beside him, he patted Virgil's head like a dog's, while I knelt and blew Bert several times.
"I learned a lot about my husband that day. When Bert told him to go down on me and eat me, he did it and that boy had all kinds of talent when it came to that. He just had to be driven and Bert knew it. My Virgil performed splendidly and I was quite proud of him. Bert finally gave him his reward -and he knelt and blew Bert, while Bert ate me. I just didn't understand any of it. But, I loved all of it. And I have been loving every minute of my life ever since.
"Bert moved in with us and we are a very happy little group. Perhaps it is a shame that Bert should have to be my father, but I don't think about it. I am happy with my husband and my father and we live a life of complete freedom with each other. Bert sometimes likes to blow Virgil and I don't mind. They are very virile men and there is always enough for me. There are those I suppose who would criticize, but nothing bothers me. My feeling is that everyone should live as well as we do. I am grateful to Bert for opening so many doors of pleasure to me. Without him and his guidance I would probably be a dull little housewife having no fun at all. I'd die if I had to live a life like that."