Biking with Baby Part 1

***This story is completely fictitious. None of these characters are real and none of the events ever happened*** ***I do accept commissions on stories if you wish to contact me directly, either by KiK Messenger at MissedFives or Email at MissedFives@Gmail.com. All of the Story Arcs can be extended as well and I DO take requests if you want specific things to happen. These stories are 100% my works of art. That being said, please enjoy what I have created so far and don't forget to leave some love. Let me know in quotes what part of the story made you cum. I'd really like that.*** ***This story includes: Nepiophilia, Incest, Degradation, Exhibitionism We had finally made it home from a very exciting weekend at the Faire. Even what happened on the way home at the truck stop had my mind racing. I couldn't believe that the wench, the 8 year old girl's biological mother, allowed these things to happen to her. Her own daughter... It was questionable at best on Day 1 when the three of us had a threesome of sorts in their tent. She was so out of it that night that I would have believed she forgot everything that happened. But also what the little girl told me about the nature of their relationship. I mean, she did say directly that her mother would relieve herself on her in the shower... I never got around to asking her more about that. I really needed those details. I dropped myself into bed and realized again that I still did not know that little girl's name... But thanks to my wife and her desires with the wench, maybe I was going to have some more alone time in the near future. I closed my eyes and drifted off into sleep. I had to get myself prepared mentally to switch back to having work as my usual nine to five. A smile crossed my face right before as I remembered that I also rode my bike Monday through Friday after work with our 11 month old baby daughter Silvia. Work was slow for a Monday as I went through the motions, occasionally excusing myself to the bathroom to stroke my cock and edge myself. When I got home, my Wife was waiting there with Silvia in her arms. I am so glad that my eagerness to go out with Silvia came across as an eagerness to ride my bike. My Wife never thought anything was weird when I would come home to change immediately. I was back out the door with Silvia in tow in the matter of minutes. Strapping our baby girl into the stroller attachment, I got on my bike and started our journey down the trails behind our house. I knew these trails so well having grown up in this neighborhood. There was a paved main trail now, but it used to be only paths made by hikers and bikers. Grass that had been worn down to dirt from overuse. Nowadays everyone stuck to the main paved trail, but I remembered some of the better ones. The ones that went through the woods. One specifically that went to an old brick building that used to be the only bathroom available for miles. I visited that building so many times as a child, and now as an adult I was sharing the experience with my daughter. We took the path off road and I checked around to see if anyone saw us. No one was anywhere close to us. We rode the path and made it to the building about five minutes later. Again I looked around and saw no one. This place was so secluded and forgotten that I truly believed I was the only person that knew this place even existed anymore. I hopped off my bike and gently pulled it inside with my baby girl in tow. Closing the door and sliding the lock, I felt my chest rise in anticipation. Finally! Time to let myself go! This public bathroom was very large and had about four toilet stalls along the wall, none of them having doors, and one sink with grimy mirror. There was no toilet paper or soap and sometimes the water wouldn't even work. This is what made me think that this bathroom had been forgotten long ago. I reached down the front of my biking shorts and grabbed my sack. Giving it a firm squeeze, I switched to my cock and yanked it out. There I stood jacking myself, getting ready for the release that I craved all day at work. Turning to the stroller, I could see Silvia looking at me with her beautiful blue eyes. The best thing about this bike uniform I wore was that I didn't feel like I needed to get naked. I could just pull my cock out and I was good to go. Nothing impeded my motions. I let go of my cock and my sack came to a rest. Walking up to the stroller, I got my baby girl Silvia out and picked her up. She was wearing this pink bike uniform that wasn't meant to be serious, it's purpose was only meant to be cute. Holding her in my arms with my cock hanging out, I kissed her on the mouth. Once. Twice. Almost dancing around with her a little bit as my cock grew slowly to attention. I remembered back to when she first came home to us from the hospital. She was such a tiny newborn at the time. I remembered our first adventures together as my Wife was so exhausted from child birth that she would be asleep by 9pm every night. I would swaddle our newborn Silvia and do this same thing. Dance around with her until she fell asleep... ... kissing her mouth. She is 11 months old now and I can be a little rougher. It took me a while to gauge just how far I could safely take things with her. I moved from holding her outside of her clothes to letting my hands wander up and inside. Feeling the skin of her sides, her shirt lifted up into her arm pits. Finishing the kiss I was on, I pulled the shirt up and over her head allowing her blonde hair to flow through. I decided to lower her just a little bit so that I could rub her up and along my exposed sack. Feeling the skin of her belly, my cock grazing her cheek, I lifted her back up into my arms. Kissing her mouth, I could smell myself on her ever so slightly. This bathroom was definitely designed as a unisex since it had no standing toilets, however it did not include a changing station. There was actually nothing that I could place my little Silvia on other than the grimy floor... ...which honestly turned me on. I laid her down gently and tugged off her biking inspired diaper cover. I was ready to go so I went for the velcro of her diaper shortly after. This is one place where I did things differently... I have always enjoyed removing her diaper whenever I wished, but this was the only place where I felt safe to be as loud and obvious as I wished. I pulled the tabs up in a way that made the velcro tear with the most sound. Slow and deliberate. As if announcing to everyone near me that I was now removing my 11 month old daughter's diaper. Why? To change her? No... to lick... and eat... and fuck her tiny bald baby cunny. There it was. There she was. Naked and on her back. On the floor of this dirty abandoned public bathroom. On these grimy and cold tiles that have weathered nature uncleaned for at least a decade. I fell to all fours and sank my mouth straight into her plump baby lips. Licking and smacking. Sucking one fat lip into my mouth and savoring the taste. Followed by the other. The sweetness of her cunny that only came from her hairless mound. From her sealed baby hole, up her slit, and feeling the tiny tiny ball that was her clit with my tongue. Parting her lips so far apart with the flat width of my tongue. I decided to relax a little bit. I was always gone for much longer than an hour on these daily bike rides. I laid down on my belly, my exposed sack and fully erect cock feeling the cold tile. My wife didn't know that I actually only rode my bike for max, fifteen minutes to the bathroom and fifteen minutes back. Most of the sweat I gathered coming from my activities inside the bathroom. With our baby daughter. Licking with the deepest length of my tongue left and right, Silvia began to get a little more sloppy. I did this on purpose since it made me salivate on her to my fullest. Not swallowing a single drop and letting all of it just run out of my mouth and onto her most private parts. I took a quick second to gather a good mouthful of spit and place it into my palm. Reaching down, I lubed up my entire nether from the base of my sack upwards and along my cock. Gripping and pumping a few times, everything was fully lubed up. I laid myself back down and felt the cold tile again. Resuming the eating of my 11 month old baby daughter's cunny, I started to slip and slide just a little as if fucking the floor of this bathroom. Nice and dirty I felt. It aroused me. I could actually cum this way and I remembered that as a child of 10, this is how I predominantly made myself climax. Thinking about my own 10 year old self with my tiny hairless sack and tiny cock rubbing on this floor to have dry orgasms turned me on. Before having an accident and cumming in a way I did not wish, I decided to stop and sit my baby girl Silvia up on her exposed bottom. She could hold herself in a seated position and I listened very intently for the sound it made when her overly lubed cunny made contact with the tile. The sound was glorious. Knowing that her cunny was soiled with my saliva. That her plump baby lips spread open and apart on these dirty tiles. I began rubbing myself on the floor again. I began pulling Silvia a little closer and then pushing her a little farther away. Rubbing her wet baby cunny along the tiles as if washing them. Washing these dirty tiles with her spread open cunny and sealed baby hole. She was flexible enough for me to lean her forward so that her clit just barely touches the floor. I took my time and rubbed her clit on the tile, forward and backward just a little faster. I couldn't wait until she was older and I could force her to cum this way. It was time for me to get ready for my climax... I slid myself up onto my knees and lubed myself up with another mouthful of my spit. Grabbing and holding my sack up from underneath, I placed my hand behind Silvia's head and gently pulled her forward. The feeling was heaven. Her mouth making contact with my left testicle. Gently beginning to open and close her mouth as if trying to root. I began to stroke my cock upwards while holding her face in place exactly where it belongs. This was where she belonged. I reached behind me, in between my legs, and grabbed Silvia's ankle. Pulling on her ankle with my other hand still behind her head, I laid her down on her back again softly. I moved forward and dropped my sack directly on her mouth careful not to cover up her breathing. There I started working myself up to a climax while occasionally lifting up my sack with two fingers to reposition it. My baby girl was used to this treatment. There she laid with her blonde hair and blue eyes... looking up at me unknowingly. Gently lapping away under me. Teasing me. Edging me. Preparing the entire load at the source that she was going to receive shortly. This was getting too exciting as I felt myself edging closer and closer to an explosive climax. I decided to spin myself around and dip my sack into her mouth in a sort of sixty nine. She of course was much to small to successfully complete oral on both of us at the same time. I lurched over just a little bit since now all I could see was her tiny chin going up and down with her rooting and sucking. Her legs were spready and open. I jacked myself with one hand while my balls rested on my baby girl's face, occasionally stopping to rub her cunny. It was so inviting with her legs apart so cute. It was beginning to feel sticky so I let some of my saliva drop out of my mouth and onto her mound. I noticed how she would spasm just a little bit when the spit made contact with her baby clit. I rubbed her fat baby cunt a little harder now that it was really good and used. Going back to stroking my entire shaft quickly, I noticed the spot on the tiles where my crotch had been rubbing. The spot there was noticeably cleaner. As I realized that the spot there being cleaner meant my sack was dirtier... ...and my sack having been in my baby daughter's mouth for the last 5 minutes meant it was clean... ...and now her mouth was filthy. And her baby cunt was filthy. I leaned back slightly and forced the head of my cock into her mouth that opened after having my sack removed from it. In I pumped my cum. Spurt after spurt. The head of my cock filling her mouth. My cum filling her mouth and having no where to go but swallowed down her throat. I stayed there jerking just under the ring of the head of my cock. Watching the rest of my head inside my 11 month old baby daughter's mouth. Watching her throat swallow and swallow and swallow over and over again in tandem with my rolling climaxes. Not a single drop of my cum spilled as she eagerly enjoyed her Daddy's Milk. The climax finally waned and I exhaled a very deep sign of relief. I had an amazing weekend, but this was exactly what I needed on a daily basis from my daughter after a long days work. I ran my thumb over her mouth as she giggled and coo'd at me. "I'm going to have to treat you to something extra special for your 1 year birthday sweetie." I said out loud to her. Picking up everything that was tossed to the side, I changed and cleaned her there on the floor and put her back into the stroller. Squeezing my sack once, I pulled up just the front elastic of my biking shorts and was good to go. Jumping on my bike, I decided to time my way back. It was always faster to get home and I clocked myself at seven minutes. Fifteen minutes there and seven minutes back.... and I was gone for a total of... just over an hour! This was my every day after work and I loved my life with our baby. I got everything ready and made my way into the house with Silvia. I called for my Wife and didn't receive a response. In the kitchen I found a note for me: "The wench called me up and asked me if I was available to hang out with her and her daughter. I hope you're not mad that I left without asking you. I figured that you would appreciate the quality time with Silvia. Daddy Daughter Night." I noticed that "Daddy Daughter Night" was underlined. I kept reading. "I went ahead and set up the new high chair for you. I know you know how to feed her." There was a winky face drawn after that... "PS: I probably will come home very late so don't wait up K!" The rest of the note was all X's and O's "Mom is an odd one isn't she?" I smiled at Silvia while walking her around the corner to the dining room. There in the center of the room, out of place somewhat and sort of featured... was the newly assembled high chair. It was very low I thought to myself kind of confused. Aren't these things meant to keep you from needing to bend over? I placed Silvia into it and noticed that all four of the extendable legs had been purposefully set to this specific height. Coming back up from bending over I realized... Silvia was exactly at the level of my crotch... I looked around as if expecting my wife to jump out... but no one was here. The curtains had all been closed as well... This was strange. Very strange. Why was "Daddy Daughter Time" underlined. Why the winky face after "feeding her." I walked to the front door and locked the top lock deep in thought. I didn't want anyone to interrupt what was going to happen next. Obviously I was going to get changed so I took off my uniform right there at the door. I decided to stay naked. I looked down and noticed my cock hard again and at full attention. Instead of going into the bedroom to change... I went back into the dining room. There Silvia giggled at me from her high chair. I knew what I wanted.... ...and I was going to take my time. Daddy Daughter Time was going to be longer than an hour. Much longer.