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Daddy's Little Girl (Me & KaGoroth)

TheCrowsGirl

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Alda sighed and rolled over in bed, it was in the afternoon and she felt so worn out. The day before she had spent the whole night working at her job only to end up getting fired for not cleaning fast enough for her boss. Her boss was and had always been a perverted asshole, she was glad she didn't have to work for him any longer. It was the weekend as well so she was glad to be home.

Alda had blond hair that stopped at her shoulder blades, her eyes were dark brown, almost a black color. She had very pale white skin, her weight was about 100lbs and she had the height of 5'4 1/2. She was a sweet and quiet girl but could be naive sometimes as well. Her mother had died two years before and now that she was 16 life was getting stranger for the young girl who only lived with her father.

Alda rolled out of bed and pulled her night shirt off and made her way into her bathroom. She turned on the shower head and stepped into the shower making sure to close the door behind her. She then stood under the running water and let if flow over her small slender body, her breasts were small but no so small she had a flat chest, she had pubic hair but she always sure to make it only a thin shaved strip.
 
It had been a rough couple of years for Alan and as much as he knew it was hard for his daughter as well he had struggled to deal with the death of his wife and trying to raise his Alda alone. It had been difficult trying to deal with her coming of age and dealing with things that her mother would of been best at helping her with. Alan was impressed that she had a job and was contributing to the bills since most kids her age just wanted to sit around and do nothing.

Alan was a tall and well built man standing at 6'2 and having a muscular frame as he had always had manual labour jobs. He had work on construction sites for almost 13 years now. His brown hair was cut short and had a well kept goatee. He had always been strict but fair with Alda and as far as he thought there relationship was good.

He got back from work and called out to Alda to see if she was back from work yet. Getting no reply he assumed she was still at work and headed upstairs. As he got closer to the top he could hear the shower going and walked past. He went on into his room and got changed while Alda used the bathroom. After he got into something more casual he could hear Alda was still in the shower. He left a note on her bedroom door so she knew he was home 'Hi sweetie, I'm home and starting dinner'. He heads down stairs and start to get things ready to eat.
 
Alda got out of the shower and made her way down stairs after she had dried off and put on her clean night shirt. She wasn't feeling overly well that night, her head was pounding from the lack of sleep the night before. She turned and smiled when she saw her dad in the kitchen. "Hey daddy, Jerry fired me last night. He said I wasn't cleaning fast enough." she muttered with slight tears in her eyes.

"I was not cleaning to fast but I wanted to make sure I did a good job so things didn't have junk left on them." she said as a frown came to her face. Alda had been very emotional lately due to puberty, she was glad her father was never mean to her, it would have made her hate him then. She wiped any tears that ran down her cheeks and made her way to her dad.

She hugged him tightly and buried her head into his strong chest. She only wore a pair of panties under her nighty, no under shirt or anything like that. He would be able to feel her small breasts pushing against his chest. Her nipples were slightly hard from just being in the shower and then her getting out and them being hit by cold air.
 
Alan smiled as Alda came down and greeted him but could tell there was something wrong as he saw the look on her face. He couldn't help but notice the way she was dressed as she walked into the kitchen. As she started to tell him about what happened he then started getting annoyed as she spoke about getting fired. "that bastard" he said under his breath. He was very protective of her and he couldn't help but want to go down there and have a go at her manager. He sighed as he saw her wipe the tears of her face and walk to him.

As Alda leaned in and hugged Alan he couldn't help feel her small but perky breasts and her hard nipples rubbing against his chest as she hugged him. he put his arms around her and held her tight, feeling her press against him even more. "it's ok sweetie we will look for a place that doesn't have an asshole for a manager." He almost didn't want to let her go still feeling her breasts pressing against him. Alan placed his hands on her small shoulders "well dinner is almost done, why don't we eat and we can talk about it over the weekend, it will be ok i promise"

Alan turns to the oven and finishes of dinner, dishing up. He placed a plate of the casserole that Jane used to make in front of Alda and sat down at the table in front of her. "I hope it tastes ok, it's your mothers recipe." He starts to eat, seeming to enjoy it and looks up to Alda. "i know it's not as good but it i don't think it tastes to bad." He smiles as he watches Alda take a bite.
 
Alda didn't feel very hungry but she ate her food anyways and stared at her dad but had no smile on her face. "It tastes just like Momma's." she said softly and took a few more bites before she pushed her empty plate away and crossed her arms and lay her head down on them and let out a huge sigh. "I don't want to ever go back to that place." she grumbled.

She yawned and then stared up at her father from under her blond hair, she smiled slightly. She shivers and pulls her father's jacket up over her shoulders since he had put it on the back of her chair. "Its cold in here, did you turn the heat down again?" she asked before she stood up and made her way over into the hall and turned the heat up. Her night shirt stuck to her curves and you could see the outline of her pussy lips.

She came back and then grabbed a glass of water and sat back down. "I don't know where I am going to work now? Most places its hard to work and go to school at the same time." Alda said and bit her bottom lip trying not to cry once more. She knew her father was protective of her but she wasn't quite sure how protective he was. She had a feeling he would mess up anyone who ever tried to hurt her.
 
Alan started to eat, happy that Alda was enjoying her food. He smiled as she spoke and continued to eat. As Alda spoke about not wanting to go back he just nodded, thinking he didn't want her to go back. He had never liked her manager anyway and he was almost glad she wouldn't be going back to that place. He looked over as she lay her head on the table, wanting to say something to cheer her up but not really knowing what to say.

As Alda stretched and wrapped his jacket round her he smiled at her noticing her nipples still showing through her shirt. He tried to look away but something was drawing his attention to her even though he knew it was wrong. As Alda goes up and turns to leave he looks up, his eyes widening as he see's her night shirt stuck and can't help but stare at the outline of her pussy. He started to feel something for her more than a father should as he stared while she walked away.

His eyes followed her as she went to the sink and then sat down. Alda spoke but Alan almost missed what she said as his mind was thinking to what he saw. He suddenly look up at her and started paying attention. "Don't worry sweetie, we will find something that will get you working again. For now though just concentrate on your school work, i'll take care of things." He smiles as he speaks not wanting to see her upset.

Alan gets up after a while and clears the table, sorting out the kitchen and clearing up. He turns to Alda "why don't you go and lay down for a bit, calm down a little and clear your head and we can talk later if you like" he smiles as he looks over to her.
 
Alda nodded her head and looked over her shoulder at her father before she headed up the stairs and made her way towards her bedroom. She made her way inside and flipped off the top light, she had left her side lamp on and then pulled her sheets back with her quilt then slipped under the covers. She pulled them up over her and put her head down on her pillow.

Alda bit her lip and then rolled over and switched lamp off and lay in her bed listening to the night sounds. She wondered if her father was feeling alright, she wondered why he was not listening to her earlier, she pushed those thoughts out of her mind. Alda sighed and rolled over in her bed her back towards her bedroom door which she had left opened.

She smiled a happy smile on her lips as she slowly fell into a deep sleep. She began to dream of things such as her manager and ways to punish him. She curled up into a right ball and buried her head into her pillow more and let out a huge sigh. She was so glad to be able to sleep again but her mind went back to her father, she felt sad for him and hoped he wasn't feeling sad.
 
After sorting things out in the kitchen Alan heads upstairs to the his room and changes for bed, he's tired and confused after seeing his daughter in that way. Unable to get the image of her out of his mind he paces in his room wearing only his boxers thinking things over. The image of his daughter walking away from the table started flashing in his mind and without realising it starts to become aroused. Looking out from his bedroom he can see Alda's room and starts walking towards it finding himself standing in the doorway looking to her.

He stands there watching her for a while, unsure why he is there or what these feelings for her are. She's his daughter but he can't help think more of her. He walks towards her and sits beside her on the bed and places his hand gently on her shoulder, feeling the softness of her skin. He slowly moves the covers off her, seeing her laying there curled up with her nightie pulled up over her panties. His eyes looked over her body, moving around with her curled up form and admiring Alda's body.

He turns his head, knowing he should leave but wanting to feel the soft skin of her body. His hand starts moving down her arm and then to her thigh, bringing his touch up to her ass. His mind raced as his hand glides across her skin, thinking how wrong this is but unable to stop himself.
 
Alda groaned softly feeling his hands moving over her slender body. She opens her eyes and stares over her shoulder at him. "Daddy?" she groaned and looked into his eyes a little confused. She shivered a bit feeling the cool night air of her bedroom against her flesh. She grasped her pillow and buried her head into the fabric of it.

Alan could see that his daughter was confused but she was still half asleep. "Daddy, its late at night? Are you feeling alright?" she asked and rolled over very confused now. She was wondering now if he had a bed dream or something had happened to him. She groaned and rolled a bit more before she lay her head down on her father's knee.

"I am here, its alright. Did your boss do something or what is wrong?" Alda croaked. She yawned and stretched her body out before she closed her eyes once more and pulled her knees up against her chest. Alda didn't know he was becoming aroused by her, that he wanted to do sexual things to her. She had a small chest but her breasts were formed like a young woman's.
 
Alda's words seemed to fall on deaf ears as his hand continued to move up and down her smooth skin. Alan became even more aroused as she rested her head on his knee. Alan's hand moved up Alda's shirt and across her small breasts, feeling her hard nipples from the cool air against her skin. Alan took a deep breath as his other hand moved between her closed legs feeling her thighs against his hands as he moved his hand up and across her pussy.

Alan was full aroused now and was almost desperate for the touch of his daughters soft flesh. He lay's her softly on her back and her legs fall straight, opening them slightly and slowly pulling down her panties. As Alan saw her laying there exposed and vulnerable he placed a hand on each thigh and slowly moved his hands up and inwards.

Unable to control his darker urges any further he slowly removed his bottoms his large cock exposed in front of her as he placed one had over her pussy, slowly rubbing as he watched her react to his soft hand against her.
 
Alda whimpered slightly as she felt her father's hand invade her night shirt and run across her nipples and breasts. She stared at him wide eyed and very confused. "Daddy...what are you doing?" she whimpered as she felt his hands moved down between her legs. Her hips trembled when she felt her father's massive yet gentle hands moved over her pussy, she whimpered.

She stared up at Alan as he pushed her onto her back and her legs fell open, she yelped loudly when he pulled her panties off exposing her pussy to the cold air. "Daddy, please your scaring me." she croaked and pulled slightly at the blankets under her. Alda gasped when she felt his warm hands move inside her inner thighs and push down against her virgin slit.

Alda whimpered very loudly when she felt her father start to rub and press down on her slit. She went red in the face every time she spied his cock, she shook her head and bit her bottom lip. Alda was confused and slightly scared not having a clue what her father was up to. Alan could feel her tremble and slowly start to pull away from him.
 
Alan could feel the trembling of his daughter under his touch, her confusion and scared pleas didn't seem to register with him as he continue to slide his fingers up and down her pussy. The feeling of his Daughter and the fact this was wrong seemed only to spur him on as he slowly moved his hand back over her thigh, his other hand on her other thigh.

Alan spread her legs wider, moving himself between them. He could feel the smooth skin against his sides as he gently pressed his cock against her. Slowly he pushed the tip inside her, feeling how tight her was caused him to moan out in pleasure. Inch by inch he started to push himself deeper inside his daughter as she lay there unable to move or stop him.

Alan started moving his hips back and forth, sliding in and out of her. His size causing him to have to push harder into her, starting to move faster as he moans out, louder as he feel how tight she is around him.
 
Alda suddenly let out a very pained cry and sank her nails into his hips as she felt him break her hymen. She felt tears running down her cheeks as she leaned up and pushed against his chest. "Daddy your hurting me, please...please what are you doing?" she cried as she buried her head into his chest as blood ran down between her legs.

Alda's whole body was shaking and trembling from the pain she was in. Agony took her over, he was so huge and so big. She pushed more against his chest but his grasp was pretty tight on her, all she could do was dig her nails into his flesh. She managed to move herself so his cock wasn't so painful inside her bruised and deflowered pussy.

Alda still didn't understand why he had done this and what he was doing. She kept her head pushed tightly up against his chest. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she listened to his heart beating in his chest. "Daddy please, please it hurts to much. Please.....stop hurting me." Alda pleaded, he hadn't even prepared her first no wonder it was agony for his little girl.
 
Alan could hear his daughter plea for him to stop but the feeling of being inside her caused him to continue. He didn't go any deeper, only half his length inside her as he continued to violate his own daughter robbing her of her virginity. The feeling of Alda's nail diggin in only spurred him on as he moaned out in pleasure and pain.

After a while longer of his painful movements inside her he started to lose control, his movement becoming harder as he let out a loud moan of excitement, cumming hard inside his daughter. The mixture of semen, blood and sweat dripping from her body as he pulled out of her. Semen dripping out of her bloody and bruised pussy.

Alan looked into her eyes and it was almost like his eyes were lifeless, like something had control of him and he couldn't help himself. Tears started running down his cheeks as he grabbed Alda and held her against his chest. "Alda...." no other words came out of him as he laet her go, she fell back onto her pillow. Alan got up and walked out and back to his room, almost collapsing on his bed. Laying naked on his bed face down and falls into a deep sleep, his cock still covered in his daughters blood.
 
Alda cried out in pure agony from what her father had done, she groans and slumps onto her side holding herself between her legs. She bit her lip as more tears streamed down her cheeks and she slowly pulled herself to her feet, she ran into the bathroom and took a shower cleaning herself of the mess that he had made of her.

Alda whimpered and kept on crying the whole time she showered, she managed to pull herself from the shower before she dried herself off and put on some clean clothing. She grabbed her bag and threw some stuff into it before pulling it over her shoulders. She made her way out the back door and ran down the street towards her friend's house.

The next morning Alan would see his daughter gone, he would see a blood trail leading to the bathroom and he would see her gone. He could see her stuff was gone as well but Alda still loved her father, she hadn't had the heart to tell her friend what had happened or to go to the cops. Alda was curled up on her friend's bed holding her stomach.
 
Alan woke up the next morning and realised he was naked, he looked down and saw the blood on his cock and he had a flash of what happened. He didn't seem disgusted by what he did but more turned on, and a little confused as to why he felt good when he remembered what he did. He noticed the trail of blood and started to get worried thinking he may have seriously hurt her. He got dressed and tried the one place he thought she would be.

Alan turns up on Alda's friends house and knock on the door, it's answered by her friend. "Where is Alda? She needs to come home, I've been worried sick about her." His words a false but he assumes Alda hasn't said anything due to the fact there were no police knocking on his door.
 
"She is fast asleep up stairs in her room." she said and looked Alan over. She cocked her head to the side a worried look in her eyes. Alda groaned and rubbed her eyes and stood up as she made her way to the door of the bedroom then stopped when she saw her father, she went back into the room to scared to move.

"I don't think she wants to talk to you right now. She is scared of you. She said you and her had a fight last night." her friend said as a frown came to her face. Alda bit her lip as tears came to her eyes and ran down her cheeks. She wanted to run to her father and hug him but after what he had done to her again was scary for her to remember.

"I think you should leave Alan, Alda will come home when she is ready." her friend said and went to shut the door on him. Alda slipped back into her friend's bed and curled up into a ball. Tears streamed down her cheeks, she was caught between a rock and a hard place. She wanted to run to her father and she wanted to stay away from him.
 
Alan looked at Alda, a look of sadness in his eyes. "look I'm sorry Alda, I wasn't myself it was a mistake to get like that and i just want you to come home so we can work things out, please sweetie?"

Alan's tone of voice sounded genuine as he spoke through her friend and straight to Alda. "we can work this out, no reason to be mad at each other."
 
Her friend raised an eyebrow and stared at him angrily as Alda grabbed her bag and pulled it up over her shoulder. Alda loved her daddy so much, she had always been his little girl. She felt tears run down her cheeks and she ran over to Alan and buried her head into his chest.

Alda said nothing as they made their way home, she just stared down at the floor. She was still in pain but she was not showing anything. "Daddy, I am mad at you. You really hurt me bad." she croaked as more tears streamed down her cheeks.

"I should have called the cops but I love you to much." Alda whimpered and pulled her knees up to her chest. He could see the tears streaming down her cheeks. Once they were home she shot through the door and ran to the bathroom and locked it behind her.
 
Alan followed Alda up to the bathroom and stood outside the door, his emotions starting to get the better of him again and he almost went to kick the door down. He managed to stop himself thinking he shouldn't be doing this to his daughter but after last night he found himself craving her again. The soft warm feel of her skin against his sent his mind racing.

"Alda, please come out and talk to me and let's get through this. I love you sweetie and I don't want us to be apart like this. Just come out and we can talk this out. What I did was wrong I know and if I could give you an explanation I would. I don't know what cam over me. I never wanted to hurt you."

Alan started to believe his own words as he spoke them. He didn't want to hurt his only daughter and he knew it was wrong. His head was a mess, would he be calm when she cam out or would he lose it again? He didn't know himself but one thing he did know is that he wanted to see her and talk to her.
 
She gasped and bit her lip when she heard his words, she put her hand on the door knob and unlocked the door. "Daddy you really hurt me, you scare me so much." Alda said as she pushed open the door and stared up at Alan. "Don't touch me, I don't know if I can forgive you for last night." Alda whimpered as tears streamed down her cheeks again.

She moved past him and slumped down on the side of her bed and stared at her father. She then pulled her blanket around her and curled up into a ball. She buried her head into her pillows not wanting to look at him, she loved her father but she was very scared of him now. She whimpered softly, she loved him so much and it was hurting her.

Alda began to cry harder her whole body shaking badly. "I love you daddy but...I don't know what to think. I don't know if I can even stand to look at you. I am in so much pain." she sobbed her back to him but her head stayed hidden in her pillows. She hugged the blankets around her tightly not wanting him to touch her.
 
Alan watched as she walked past, wanting to follow her but stopping himself. He thought if he can get er to calm down he maybe able to convince her in some way to be with him but it would take time. He stood in her doorway "I know your scared and you can't trust me and i understand, but i need you to at least believe that i am sorry." He walks to his room and lays on his bed looking up at the ceiling and trying to think of a way to be able to have her without her hating him for it.

A week passed and all Alan has done is say hello and the odd hows your day. He doesn't know how Alda if feeling but he is really struggling to control his urges. After the week is over Alan see's her in her bed reading. He stands in the door way "Alda, can we talk? like we used to as father and daughter. Remember how we used to be able to ask the other anything?" His voice soft and calm.
 
Alda stared at her father and then looked away unable to meet the look in his eyes. She threw her book down and pulled her blankets around her and shivered. She was still sore still from when he had first raped her, she bit her bottom lip hard enough to make her bleed. "It will never be the same, not after the pain you have left me in." Alda cried as tears came to her eyes again and ran down her cheeks.

She had not gone to school for a whole week, she had stayed home saying she was sick. Alda turned her back to her father and curled up into a tight ball. "What do you want? Do you just want to make things worse?" Alda snapped at her father. She loved him but she had felt nothing but pain from what he had done to her, no pleasure at all.

She was also worried, she didn't say way just yet. She was confused and scared still not sure what had happened. She started to cry and sob again as she moved her hands between her legs and touched her sore slit and groaned. It only stopped hurting once in awhile if she rubbed it a certain away, she wondered if there was something her father could do to help, like meds or cream but she didn't want to talk about it with Alan.
 
Alan had wanted to help her and he had what she needed, he walked into her room and placed a tube of cream on her bed side table. It was designed to help with this kind of pain and was recommended for rape victims and would have her sorted in a couple days. Alan whispered "I'm sorry Alda" then walked back into his room.

The cream had to be applied in a certain way and there were no instructions on the tube. A warning label read 'If Applied In The Incorrect Way Can Lead To Rashes'

This had been a plan set up by Alan as he knew she would want to use it but the only person around was her father and she would have to tell her friend the truth if she wanted her to do it.
 
She stared down at the cream and cocked her head to the side but she fell asleep for awhile his words hurt her, she couldn't forgive him just yet. After she woke up a few hours later she stared down at the tube confused. She hurt so much, the pain made tears stream back down her cheeks as she picked it up, she would suffer though, she wasn't going to ask him.

Alda put the cream on the sink in her bathroom then pulled her night shirt off along with her panties and made her way inside the shower. Alda groaned as the warm water ran over her body, she started to cry again. He could hear her crying loudly through the walls, he could tell she was in agony but he would know she was confused either.

Alda was not going to tell her friend either, she didn't want her dad to go to jail, she loved him to much for that. "It hurts, it hurts so much. Why won't it ever stop." she cried as she leaned her head against the shower wall and began to tremble. She closed her legs tightly sobbing louder and louder as she watched a bit of blood run down between her thighs. "Someone make the pain go away please." she screamed.
 
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