Irish Bloom

Note : This story is completely fictional.

It was a day like any other day and Mom had had to leave town on a business trip and of course trustingly, left me in the care of my Father. I was 12 and as daddy was not ashamed to admit and often did in front of my brother and sister, his favorite. He would call me his raven haired blue eyed beauty, with a big smile on his red flushed, Irish Catholic face; much to the rescentment of my brother Jack and my sister Pam and I often sensed, my Mother Elinore.

Since Jack and Pam had moved out of state to pursue their own lives, the house was very quite. There was only, Dad, myself and Mom now and Mom was rarely ever home.

Dad had his own home based business and so he could afford to spend more quality time with his little girl. He would often bounce me on his knee, my breasts flip flopping up and down, as he tickled my sides until I laughed so hard, that I almost peed. As he gingerly helped me to ride his knee, he would whisper in my ear, "Who's Daddys girl?" "Who's Daddy's litte Irish bloom?" "I am Daddy, I am!" I would gleefully reply.

Well, it was on one particular day, that my whole world changed and would never be the same again. I was in my room alone, sitting up against my headboard, with my legs neatly tucked beneath the covers, as I watched TV. I was doing what most 12 year old girls do when in a thoughful daze; I was not really watching the faces or hearing the voices on the screen, but more like looking through it and lost in my own little world.

It was a Saturday and so I was lazily, lounging and wasing the day away. I was wearing a pair of clean white cotton panties and a white tank top, that I'm afraid was much too small for my very big overly developed breasts. It was my favorite top however and I refused to put it away just yet. As my mind began to wonder, I allowed my hand to do the same. I reached down under the covers where I lay and slid my hand down under my panties and began to fondle my fresh bald and slightly sticky wet cunt, for the first time. My heart was pounding loudly in my ears and was the only sound in the room, next to the low hum of the voices comming from the television set.

For some reason until this day, I had never had an intrest in touching my own body. At that particular moment, I was over come with the desire to touch myself, to relieve the ache comming from my tender moist cunt. I moved my finger slowly, weaving in and out of my delicate folds and finally, I slowly and carefully inserted a finger into my secret place, moving my probing digit, in and out of my tiny tight hole, carefully measuring what I felt, wondering to myself, what it all meant...these stirings that flowed throughout my body.

I closed my eyes for only a moment and there he was, my Father standing in the shadow of my doorway. I hadn't even thought to lock the door, as the impulse to explore my own young body, took me by complete surprise. My face felt hot and flushed, I was embarassed and unable to say a word. He was 40 and a towering man who stood a healthy 6'4" and more than 200 lbs of pure Irish muscle...a very strikingly handsome man, with dark raven hair and the most beautiful grey blue eyes that even to this day, I have ever seen. Those eyes however, would forever leave their sweet and hard mark on me, for all time to come.

He slowly walked in from out of the shadows and into my room, closing and locking the door behind him. "What were you doing just now lass?," he said in his very thick Irish accent. I was careful not to meet his eyes, as his stare was intense and hard. It was as if those pearcing grey blue eyes, could see right through me. I pretended not to hear him, looking past him and then bowing my head, as if studying my hands. "Nothing Da, I was...I was watching cartoons," I said.

He only smiled, looking down at his heavy dirty boots and then as his face slowly came up to meet mine once again, his smile soon turned into a very wide, grin. My Father had pefect white teeth and when he grinned he looked like a Great White Shark, who spying his prey, is about to move in for the kill.

He came over and sat down at the edge of my bed and repeated his question in an intentionally low and somewhat sinister tone. "What were ya doin' lass...ANSWER ME CHILD". His voice had always had a loud and booming quality to it and had always managed to shake me to my core, but now it almost seemed as is if the Devil himself were speaking.

"I...I...I was playing with my...with my...down there Daddy." He slowly removed his heavy dark blue P coat and laid it neatly on the edge of the bed and then began slowly remove his boots, one at a time. I watched in silence, not being able to read him. His face looked rough as he had not yet shaved and it made him look ruggedly handsome. He then began to remove his shirt, all in silence. I brought my knees up to my chest, and placed my pillow on top of my knees, resting my head on the pillow, as I watched and wondered where Daddy was, as he appeared to almost be in a trance.

He moved in closer to me and looked at me for what seemed like an eternity, studying me, looking me over completely. He abruptly pulled my pillow away, leaving me no security and then moved in even closer. "Da, what is it...what's wrong?" He brushed away the hair from my face and softly kissed my lips. He pulled me to him close; so close, that I thought I might faint, as the air momentarily left my little body. His smell was masculine and musky, rough and clean all at the same time. I closed my eyes and burried my face in his wide burly chest.

He took my little face in his big callused hand and forcfully parted my lips with his thick and wet Daddy tongue. My eyes were open the whole time and I watched him as he kissed me, his daughter the way I had seen him kiss my Mother. He kissed me deep and with his tongue, invited me to join him. I was innocent and did not at once heed the call. He pushed his tongue in deeper, forcing me to respond, as he gave me his soul kiss. My mouth began filling up with saliva, as I tried to match his fast moving tongue and eager lips, doing my best to catch my breath.

Soon, I could feel an even stronger sensation stiring in my tight pink and wet hole. I could feel my very sensitive and wet pussy, sucking in and out, pushing out fresh cream, as my diolating slit, reacted to my Daddy's wet taboo kiss. Soon, he was reaching down and fondling my aching bud. He began gently probing my clit and then moving his finger about, in a quick circular fluttering motion, making my whole body come alive.

He then slipped two thick fingers into my now honey drenched and dripping cum hole. He pushed in hard and rough, forcing his fingers in deep, making me bare down in pain, wincing, as his hard thrusts rocked my body, forcing my tiny tight hole to submit to his deliberately hard finger fuck thrusts.

My mouth was wide open and in the shape of a big O, as he pumped in deep, making my tiny pink wound, oooooozzz thick with nasty wet pussy pre-cum cream. The tip of my tongue sticking out, he put his mouth back on mine and began kissing me again, sucking on my tongue with his full lips. Soon, he had his tongue half way down my throat, as he now slid three fingers in deep, being careful not to bust me...not quite yet; his thick finger pads, touching my plump dripping wet berry and causing it to pulse.

He came away and quickly pulled off my pussy pre-cum soaked, little white panties. He then unzipped and unbuttoned his pants and let them fall to the floor. I had never seen a man's penis until that day, not even in pictures. I couldn't believe how big my Daddy's cock was. "Did I do that?", I thought. His dick reminded me of a picture I once saw in a magazine, of a Stud Stallions penis and as big as it was, it could not even begin to surpass my Daddys masterful massive errection; it was magnificent.

Daddy's was 10 inches long and 5 in circumferance. It was angry red and dripping wet from it's purple mushroom head and had thick bulging veins, that covered the entire shaft. I looked at it in awe and felt my clit become just as hard as my Daddy's perfect wet dong. At this sight, my mouth began to overflow with saliva and a small drop slowly slid out and down the corner of my mouth, over my chin and managed to work its way down and onto my fat tender to the touch, ripe nipple, until finally falling away.

He moved in between my legs and pushed them back over my head and reaching down and he began to skillfully lick first my pussy lips and then delicately at first, probed my clit, taking it in his mouth and sucking it like a baby sucks a Mother's tit; hard and rough, until it was raw, and finally sinking his thick, wet hot tongue deep into my begging hole.

I had never experienced such a sensation. The feeling of his wet tongue up my little hole pushed in deep, was almost too much for me to bare. It was pure nervana and soon I was forced to pump and move on my Daddy's rough stubbly face, as he forced more hot flesh up my ripe little cunt. "Pump on Daddy's tongue lass...come on bitch...pump hard girl." I willingly did as Daddy said, and began fucking his mouth without care. I pumped and wiggled on Daddy's face, my tongue sticking out and wagging wildly about in exstacy.

I could see Daddy, stroking his massive tool as he licked his little girl into complete submission. I wanted to watch him stroke his wet meat, but couldn't quite see from my angle. The thought of what he was doing, was turning my body inside out and making my acheing snatch throb and swell with desire. When he finally came up, his face was covered in my little girl mess and he took his twitching rod in his hand and began rubbing my hole with it, slowly and with focus. His knob alone was almost as big as my fist, which was TOO big for my little wet virgin wound.

He crawled on top of me and his weight was crushing. He adjusted and I felt instant relief. He took my heavy tits in his hands and began to suck and kneed them firmly and I could almost feel them expanding in his hands, his touch felt so good and unlike anything I had ever felt or would ever feel again. As my Daddy cupped and sqeezed my breasts in his big meaty hands, his cock was firmly fixed at my hole. He was waiting for just the right moment to enter me, as he gently, but firmly teased me, biting down on my swollen hard nipples.

He kicked my legs apart with his massive muscular thighs and sticking his tongue in my mouth, he RAMMED his mighty wet cock in deep without warning and with full force.

"Ahhhhhhhhhrrrrrrrrrr...Daaaaaaaaddy..it hurts...ooooooooh." The pain was pearcing and intense. I could feel my cherry burst as he fucked me hard and without pause. I tried to hold on tight, as he violently forced his way inside me. I closed my eyes tight and took his rough rock hard hoarse dick and bared his deep pumping fuck, biting down on my bottom lip, causing it to bleed. His whole body was covered in sweat, as he grunted and groaned with each thrusting blow, pushing in and up my wet bald little girl snatch.

I was in a rapture of pain and strange new pleasure, as I could feel the blood rushing to my clit as my first climax was approaching. As his lower stomach was riding my little clit and rubbing it to peak, I whispered hot in his mouth, "Daddy, I'm gonna pee...oooh Daddy, it's...it's in deep...oooooh it's so good Daddy, I'm gonna pee." I had never felt this kind of pain and even more pleasure before and in my erotic splender, couldn't help but suck my thumb wet, pumping with my Daddy, as he fucked his little Irish bloom raw and right.

"Oh lass, your Da's gonna cum...I'M GONNA cum hard LASS, real hard...PUCKER YOUR HOLE AND SUCK YOUR DADDY'S COCK...DO IT BITCH...SUCK...SUCK IT N MILK HARD WIT DAT BITCH HOLE...DO IT LASS!"

Just then, I had the urge to pump fast...fast..faster, wildly moving my hips with reckless abandon, matching my Daddy's masterfully long thrusts. My hole dripping wet with my fresh nectar and Daddy's meaty wet mess. We were both close to cumming and cumming hard.

"DADDY...FUCK ME...FUCK YOUR LITTLE GIRL DADDY, DEEP...OH GOD...DEEP," I screamed out loud, before I realized what I was saying.

I felt myself wanting to pee and cum at the same time, he was so far up my prepubescent wet hole. I couldn't help it, it was so hot, I peed hard as he fucked me good, his thrusts getting faster and more intense, as his ass moved at top speed, bunny fucking his little wet bitch.

"AHHHHHHHHHH LASS, DADDY'S GONNA CUM....PUMP GIRL..FUCK YER DADDY...PUMP BITCH, HARD...HARD..MOVE YER ASS..RRRRRRRRRRRR...I'M CUMMING..I'M CUMMMMMMING SWEET BITCH..RRRRRRRRRRAHHHHHYEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRR...FFFFFFFFFUCK

I could feel his hot thick jism, shoot in deep, causing me to pump harder and faster yet. As I watched my Daddys hard handsome face, I could feel my climax on it last leg and about to errupt. He kept pumping and bringing it out of me, his stomach rubbing my clit wickedly good, in just the right way and in just the right circular motion.

"AHHHHHHHH DAAAAAAAAADDY, I'M...I'M CUMMING...YOUR LITTLE GIRL'S CUMMING DADDY...OOOOOOOH PUMP..FUCK ME...FUCK ME...OH GOD fuck me daddy, I LOVE YOU DADDY...I LOVE YOU FUCK ME!!"

I could feel my hole climax hard, as my body shook and shuttered, my wet pussy sqeezing tight around his FAT pumping dick. Small drops of blood and eurine, mixed with his cum and mine, pushing out of my hole and coating his hard meat. As his thrusts began to slow, he kissed me for the last time, in a way a Father should never kiss his little girl and like no man would ever kiss me again, my pussy continued to stroke his dick, sweetly milking it dry.

He then pulled slowly out and picked me up and carried me to a hot shower, where he washed me off tenderly with a clean white soapy wet, terrycloth hand towel, wiping away all the cummy mess, still ooooooozzzzzzing from my little gagping cunt.

He then gently guided me down onto my knees, where I took my Daddy into my mouth and licked myself off him, eagerly. We spent the rest of the afternoon soaking in the tub quietly reflecting, on the days events. After that day, we never spoke of it again, but I'll always remember the man who helped this Irish bud to bloom.
August Alvarez