Copyright © 1997, Mr Double. ALL Rights Reserved This story may not be reproduced in any form for profit without the written permission of the author. This story may be freely distributed with this notice attached. The author may be contacted by writing mrdouble@airmail.net. Archive-name: Family/ Archive-author: que? aka Mr Double Archive-title: Katrina.txt Katrina and Her Daddy by que? (aka Mr Double) It all began the night we left the city to move to Arizona. It was a dark, & rainy night as we headed down the highway to Pheonix at 3 o'clock in the morning. My daughter, Katrina, and I had been traveling for 16 hours now, and it had been a long day. We left 3 weeks after my wife's funeral and planned to drive straight through to Arizona, where we were to live. We had always talked about living in Arizona. With the settlement we received from the insurance company, Katrina and I were able to buy a nice ranch house out in the desert, miles from nowhere. My wife, Kathy, would have loved the place. We were planning on moving away from the big city before her car accident. If still alive, she would be pleased to see our dream coming true. Now it was just the one child and myself. My daughter just turned 12 and was still getting over the shock of her mother's death. I was beginning to get very sleepy, and began looking for a hotel to stop for the night. Katrina was snuggled up around my right shoulder with her arm wrapped around mine. My precious little girl had been sleeping like this for about an hour when she looked up at me and said, "Daddy, are we going to stop for the night?" I thought. I was too tired to answer, so I bent down and kissed her forehead and smiled. The rain was really pouring down, and Katrina would squeeze me tight with each clap of thunder. Finally, a Holiday Inn came into view. I checked in, got the room keys, parked the car, and carried little Katrina up to the room. "I'll be right back Honey, I have to get the luggage". When I returned, Katrina had already crawled in bed. After getting undressed, I stretched out into bed and thought about our future- Katrina and I. A loud thunderclap rocked the room and little Katrina quickly moved herself against me, hugging me tightly. "Daddy, I'm scared!" I hugged her little body close to mine. Katrina had always been scared of thunder, and would routinely crawl into bed with Cathy & I during stormy nights. For some reason tonight felt different. For the first time I noticed Katrina's young, firm body and felt her smooth tight flesh. I started rubbing my hand up and down her back, pressing her into me as she lay on her stomach, laying halfway on top of me. I felt her smooth skin as I reassured her, thinking for the first time how lovely this young girl was. For a 12 year old, little Katrina had developed quite nicely, and I could feel her 34C breasts smashed against my chest. My maturing daughter was a perfect image of her mother, just tiny. Perfectly rounded curves, and a nice ass which slightly quivered as I slipped my hand down past her waist. Without thinking I let my hand continue over her little butt and started carressing it. I suddenly realized I was laying in bed with my daughter, who was practically laying on top of me, while I was carressing her ass. My own daughter, and I was starting to get a hard on! I wondered if I should continue as my hand froze on her little ass. Katrina was sound asleep, and had slipped her leg over mine. Now, I could feel her mound on my thigh. Katrina was wearing a night shirt without panties, as usual. Katrina hated panties, and Kathy always nagged at her about that. Her ass felt good through the cotton shirt and I pushed her crotch up tighter against my thigh. By now I had a raging hard on. It felt too good. Katrina was my daughter and besides she was only 12. But my dick kept telling me how fine she was. And she was fine. Too fine. And a fine mess it would be if I got caught acting on my fantasies. I dismissed the thought and I just held Katrina close to me and fell asleep. The next morning we continued on and arrived at our house late that evening. Being tired from the trip we immediately took our baths and then headed straight to bed. The young girl came out of the bathroom with her thin-laced nighty and I could tell she had on no underwear. One could see right through lacy-holes in the nighty, her delicious nipples were poking through the thin fabric. She came up to me and said, "Daddy, can I sleep with you again tonight, please?" "Sure Honey, crawl into bed with me." I said back to her, smiling even wider inside. At that, my young child slid into bed, snuggled up to me while mashing her young firm tits into my chest. She felt so good as I wrapped my arm around her back and pulled her young body close against mine. Katrina moved her leg over mine and without realizing pushed her knee up into my hardening cock. She then looked up at me and said, "I love you Daddy, please don't ever leave me." She squeezed me real tight, pressing her chest and crotch against me and started squirming her little ass back and forth against my leg. She looked up at me and kissed me full on the lips. By now my hand had pulled her little nighty up above her waist exposing her tight little ass to my wandering hand. She didn't seem to notice, so I squeezed her little butt cheek and pulled it apart from the other letting my little finger fall into her butt crack. Katrina said nothing. At that point I got scared again and I removed my hand from her butt. I gently smoothed out her nighty and hugged her close to me. I smiled at her. The next two weeks we settled into our new house, and got used to our new life. Katrina would spend the day with her household chores while I worked around the house fixing, repairing, and improving. My young housemate and I decided that it would be best not to enroll her in a public school because, (1): the closest school was 125 miles away, and (2): Katrina wanted me to teach her about computers and programming. Since I worked out of my office at home, I agreed that it would be best to stay at home. And the best it was. Katrina worked around the house wearing the skimpiest of clothing. Sometimes short shorts, a size too small, with a loose half cut halter top which would always reveal her succulent breasts whenever she bent over. Other times Katrina wore a micro mini skirt with a skin tight top that accentuated her full firm breasts and tight nipples. And since she never wore panties, I could see her gorgeous ass whenever she bent over. One of her mini skirts was made of a cotton stretch material and was constantly riding up her legs which covered only half her ass and almost fully exposed her little pussy. It was literally driving me crazy. Katrina never seemed to mind or notice these displays of hers and would crave attention from me all day, periodically jumping up on me wrapping her legs around my waist. I could feel her bare pussy mashed against my thigh while she squeezed her chest against mine and say, "I love you Daddy, we're going to be so happy together!". That night, and like most every every other night since my wife's death, Katrina crawled into bed with me after I was almost asleep. Usually, if there wasn't a thunderstorm or something, she would just show up at bedtime and kind of hang around until I got into bed. Then she would start pining about how she missed her mommy and wanted to snuggle with me for a while. I would usually give in and let her in my bed. If I sent her back to bed she would just return later after I fell asleep. And that was the scary part. It wasn't enough to know she was in bed with me, that was torture. Sometimes I would dream of her sucking on my cock and would wake up with my arms and body all over my daughter while she slept. This night was somewhat different in the fact I was completely naked, not expecting her to show up (or was I?!). Additionally, when Katrina slid up next to me I noticed that she, too, also was nude. "What's wrong Honey, couldn't you sleep?" I said to her softly, "and why aren't you wearing a nightshirt?" Katrina said nothing, and in the darkness I couldn't see her face. I believed she was asleep, and maybe had sleep-walked into my bedroom. So anyway, there she was, laying up against me in all her naked glory. I felt tingles shooting up and down my body as every inch of her body contacted mine. I wrapped my arm around her and pulled her body into me. She moved her leg over mine, pushing her knee up into my slowly, but surely, hardening cock. As my dick grew larger and larger, I was again faced with the torture of my fantasies. My hand glided up and down her back and ass, feeling her soft tight skin. I felt like just ravishing her once and for all, plowing my raging hardon deep into her little body. But I couldn't because she was only 12...and my daughter...and she was asleep... and she was so fine...I continued to caress her body with my left hand while my other hand reached over and began to stroke my twitching cock. I pulled her higher against my body and slid my prick up between her thighs with my left hand, pushing it tight against her butt crack. I kept my cock in that position and slowy humped her back and forth. Katrina continued to breathe slow and deep so I got just a little bolder and with my right hand I gently cupped her left breast and ever so lightly pinched her nipple. Her breast was so perfect, so full and firm...I wanted to bend down and kiss the nipple but I was afraid of waking her. I squeezed her breast and played with the nipple some more, while with my other hand, I held my dick tight against her slit and butt crack while I continued to hump her. I discovered to my surprise that her pussy was slightly wet, so I placed the head of my dick in front of her moist entrance. I slowly moved my cock up and down her now slippery cunt rubbing it back and forth across her clit, and then tested the entrance to her little cunt hole. Tight, real tight. I didn't think it would go in, but my orgasm was building inside me as I continued to stroke her wet little pussy with my hard cock. I slid my right hand under Katrina's stomach and reached for my dick. I began to stroke it harder and harder until my orgasm could hold back no more. My left hand grabbed her ass firmly. My hips bucked as I shot a wad that must have hit the ceiling, shot after shot of cum was erupting from my cock in what was surely the biggest orgasm of my life. I placed the head of my dick at the entrance to her tight little butt-hole and deposited the last couple shots into her little sweet, sweet ass. I continued rubbing her with my finger, moving down to her slit. I felt moisture and the tiny girl moaned softly. I wiggled my finger into the source of wetness and my Darling squirmed her little ass some more. I moved my wet finger up to her clitoris and lightly rubbed the moisture into it. Katrina moaned some more and began kissing my chest. Her hand moved down to my rock hard cock, grasping it and pulling on it. My right hand moved up and encased one of her fine titties. For a 12 year old, Katrina had well developed breasts, about the size of half-oranges with little brown nipples that pointed up slightly. Through the fabric of her nighty, I squeezed and lightly pinched her nipple, flicking it between my fingers, feeling it swell and harden. "Oh Daddy, that feels so good. Don't stop!!!" .... "Goodnight, my Darling...." --to be continued....? -- Double for Nothing!! Tricks for Free!!! http://www.mrdouble.com Be There.....