Daddy's Amazing Amanda Ch. 01

"Daddy?" Amanda asked, breaking the tension.

"Yes, Sweetie?"Tom replied, thankful that she spoke, fearing that he would not have been able to.

"I was wondering . . . what kind of stories do you write?" She asked innocently while Tom lathered up the washcloth again.

"Well, it's hard to explain Manda. They are grown up stories, about grown up things, and you are too young to hear about them." Tom answered, satisfied that he'd come up with an answer that wasn't an answer at all.

Tom reached for Amanda's foot, lifted it from the warm water and began softly washing it with the cloth. He had to start on her feet this time to give his cock time to settle down after his encounter with his daughters tender puss.

Amanda lifted her leg from the water to allow her father to wash it and asked "But, Daddy, I already know some of what you write about. I heard Momma say that you write about me sometimes while you are jack- . . . off or something, I don't remember her words exactly. What does jack-off mean anyway?"

Tom felt the blood rush to his face, and to his cock. "Manda! Now stop, this. We will not discuss this while I am trying to wash you!" he ordered. Tom was already regretting his decision to shelter his daughter so well from the rest of the world. She would already know the answer to that question if he had only sent her to public schools rather than private ones

"But, Daddy?" she questioned, batting her eyes at him "Momma said you want to s-sex me? Do you?" she put her leg back in the water and lifted the other one just enough for Tom to get a perfect view of her delectable pussy.

Tom couldn't take much more of this! Oh, God how he wanted to ‘sex' his sweet baby girl. He hadn't had a good fuck in longer than he could remember, and he was getting dammed tired of jacking off!

"Amanda" Tom said sternly. "Your Mom, I mean Paula, was trying to be hurtful. Now stand up so we can rinse you off." He avoided the question.

Tom helped Amanda to a standing position, but he was not prepared for having her pussy just inches away from his face, as he was still in a kneeling position. He stared at her pussy for a second. When she noticed him staring, instead of moving away from him, she bent her knees a bit, spreading herself open right in front of him and said "But, Daddy, you haven't washed me down here yet." Awkwardly pointing between her legs.

Tom could have died at that very moment. He reached up with the washcloth to wash his daughters pussy. Amanda lifter her leg, placing her foot on the side of the tub giving him access to the slippery smoothness of her luscious little cunt. Tom knew that Nirvana would pale in comparison to this encounter! He knelt there, looking at the perfect little mound that he'd dreamed about for years. Her puffy lips were opened just enough for him to see the pink center of her being. It took all his strength to keep himself from diving in to sample the flavor of his innocent daughters' untouched cunt. He could only imagine how sweet her pussy would taste, what a delicacy, he thought to himself. He breathed deeply through his nose, desperately trying to take in the musky scent of her. He lifted the washcloth to her pussy, and he heard a moan escape from Amanda's lips.

Knowing it was wrong to do so, but unable to stop himself, he pressed the washcloth against her clit and rubbed it back and forth. His illicit behavior was beyond his control. He dug in deeper with the washcloth wrapped tightly around his finger, wriggling into her sensitive little bud. His desire to awaken passion in his young daughter could not be denied. Amanda moaned again, sending Tom into another world. His hunger for her filled his being. He stepped over a line and could never come back after he asked "Does that feel good Baby?"

"Oh, yes Daddy!" Amanda moaned, not knowing exactly what her father was doing to her, but enjoying it, nonetheless.

Tom continued to massage her little pink nub watching Amanda's reaction to his expert ministrations of her pussy. It was an incredibly erotic experience seeing the passion rise from deep within her. He knew that he had to take it slow, or he might scare her. He didn't try to make direct skin to skin contact just yet. He continued to wriggle his finger back and forth with the washcloth, applying gentle pressure against her sensitive clit.

Amanda spread her legs open a bit more and asked "Daddy, it never felt like this when I washed myself down there. Why does it feel so yummy when you wash me down there?"

Tom's response was a mix of fear and desire. "Honey, Daddy knows where all your yummy spots are." He paused, before hesitantly adding, " Do you want Daddy to show you more?"

Amanda took a moment to respond. She was preoccupied with hunching her little mound against the magical finger hidden within the soapy washcloth. She only managed to moan "Oh, yes Daddy."

Tom could not believe his good fortune. Amanda wanted him to show her more! It was hard for him to contain his excitement. He knew that if things went well, she would soon be spreading her legs to accept his raging cock into her succulent little puss.

Satisfied that her pussy was clean, and not wanting to rush her, he told her to turn around so he could wash her bottom. Amanda did as she was instructed. She turned to face the wall, she spread her legs a bit, lifting one leg to put it on the back side of the tub and rested her arms on the window sill. She bent over just enough to tip her delicious little ass into her fathers' face.

Tom didn't know if Amanda knew what she was doing, and he really didn't care. He'd concern himself with that some other time. Right now he was more concerned with figuring out how to touch her little pink puckered hole without alarming her.

"Okay Honey, hold still while Daddy washes your bottom, okay?" He asked.

"Yes, Daddy." Amanda replied, knowing full well that she was making her Daddy want to "sex" her. She held her bottom up for her Daddy to wash, eagerly anticipating what he would show her next.

Tom took his time on her ass, carefully washing her crack with the washcloth, he slipped a finger out over the cloth so that he could at least touch her little hole, just once.

Amanda felt the warmth of his finger on her bottom, she jutted her ass toward him ever so slightly. Intensely aroused at the feeling of her Daddy touching her without the washcloth on his fingers.

Tom knew he had to stop, this was going way too far, but he couldn't bring himself under control. He stood up and turned the water back on and started to rinse her with the shower massager. When he was done with her hair, he rinsed her back side. Tom told her to turn around so he could rinse her front. Amanda put her leg back down and slowly turned, holding her arms over her head to make sure her casts didn't get wet.

Tom rinsed all of the soap off of her shoulders, and breasts, working his way back down to her pussy. He stopped for a second and adjusted the stream of water coming out of the shower massager. Satisfied that he chose the correct one, he pressed it against her engorged clitoris.

Amanda lurched forward at her father when the stream of water struck her swollen little bud. "Oh, Daddy!" She cried falling against his chest. Her arms went up against his shoulders, getting him soaking wet. Amanda began moving her tiny mound at the stream of water.

Tom didn't have the heart to pull it away seeing the pleasure it gave her. He wanted so badly to make Amanda feel good. For a moment he tried to convince himself that he was being altruistic, but deep down, he recognized that he was doing it more for himself than he was for her. "Oh, Daddy, it feels so good!" she cried against his chest, still moving her hips in a humping motion.

Tom knew he was depraved and would likely go to hell for what he was doing to his sweet young child. He could not have cared less as he took in the erotic sight. He buried his feeling of shame, just as deeply as he intended to bury his cock into Amanda's young cunt. His sweet daughter was humping her pussy into the shower head, and his cock was ready to burst from the sight. Tom held the massager there, pushing it against her little clit.

He knew he shouldn't, but he couldn't help whispering in her ear, "Does it feel good on your little pussy Manda?" He asked in a deep husky voice.

"Yes, Daddy, soooo good!" She moaned into his chest.

"Do you want Daddy to stop Honey?" Tom already knew the answer, but he felt like a better father just for asking.

"No!" Amanda cried, "Keep it there Daddy, it feels soooo good!"

"Do you know what's happening to you Amanda?" Tom asked quietly.

"Yes Daddy, you're sexing me." She said breathlessly.

Tom had to smile, her innocence was so endearing. "No, Honey, I'm not sexing you. I'll explain sexing later." Tom told her. "Right now Daddy is going to make you cum." He whispered hotly into her ear.

"Yes Daddy, make me cuuuummmm!" She cried as her orgasm built. She had no idea what was happening to her. Her body had never felt like this before. Her instincts told her to push into the stream of water.

Amanda was panting, and feverishly humping her pussy against the massager in her Tom's hand.

"Oh, Daddy, yes Daddy, ohhhhh wha-t ssss!" her words were cut off as her body went rigid. Her orgasm exploded deep within her core, spreading out like little fingers throughout her body. Her knees buckled, and her body collapsed. Tom caught her before she fell, swooping her up in his big arms. Her body was twitching and shaking, Tom dropped the shower head and lifted her up from the tub. He sat on the toilet still holding her tightly against his chest. He reached over and turned the water off while Amanda slowly came back down to earth from the first orgasm she had ever felt. She crossed her legs tightly, and squeezed, trying to prolong the feeling, she looked up into Tom's eyes and said "I'm sorry Daddy."

"What on earth for?" Tom asked surprised at her response to her orgasm.

"I was a bad girl, Daddy and I'm sorry." Amanda said, tears filling her glossy green eyes.

"Oh, Honey, you're not a bad girl. Daddy made you do that, you didn't do anything wrong." Tom cooed, stroking her wet hair. He felt horrible that he had upset his daughter in such a way, but he did know enough about women to know that sometimes, an intense orgasm will bring long hidden emotions to the surface.

"But, Daddy, I wanted you to do that. I wanted you to sex me, I still want you to." She told him, tears now running down her cheeks.

Tom wiped her tears away with his finger and said. "Oh, Manda Honey, it's okay for you to feel that way. Daddy feels the same way that you do. I have wanted to do that to you for a long time, and, Baby, Daddy wants to do it to you again, if you'll let me."

Amanda's eyes lit up, she looked up at her father and threw her arms around his neck. "Daddy, yes! Please do that to me again! I know it's bad and I'm a bad girl for wanting it, but Daddy, it feels soooo good!" She said overjoyed that her Daddy wasn't upset with her.

Tom was trying to contain his excitement at her new found lust for him. He also struggled with the guilt he felt for corrupting such an innocent soul. He decided to deal with the consequences later, for now, he had to find a way to release the tension built up in his loins. He had to get his cock into her somehow!

Tom lifted her to her feet, helping her to stand and asked "Can you help Daddy to feel like you just felt?"

"Oh, yes Daddy!" she paused "But, I don't know how." She said as she pursed her lips into a pout.

"Don't worry Baby, Daddy will teach you everything you need to know." Tom said, knowing his life couldn't get any better!

Tom handed Manda a towel. "Here, dry yourself and get warm. Do you want to do anything else now or would you like to wait for another time?" He was trying to be as patient with her as he could.

Amanda wasted no time answering "Now!" She exclaimed. "I want to do sex with you now Daddy, oh, please Daddy, can we?" she begged.

Hope you enjoyed the story! Please continue reading the "Amanda" series, as there are a total of 4 chapters to date. Depending upon the response, I may add more.*wink*

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