Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Country Girl Disclaimer: The following is a fictional account of a under age girl's fantasies. This entails fantasies between her and adult males. If such material is offensive to you or illegal in your area, please stop reading now. I like being touched. I like being looked at. I wish I could go naked all the time so men would want me. I guess that makes me bad, I don't know. All I do know is that I want it all the time. I done seduced my Daddy, made him do me and he done it hard, let me tell you. I ain't got no titties yet, well, maybe just a little but mens sure seem to like `em, specially my Daddy. OK, let me tell you about me. I'm Linda Jane Thompson. I'm 11 years old, I ain't but 5 feet tall, and soakin wet I ain't 90 pounds. I got pure dee blond hair that I always wear in a ponytail. It bounces real cute when I run and I run all the time. But I live in the nastiest little freaking town there is in the state of Wyoming. Its 100 miles from anywhere. There is NOTHING to do here. One theater that's only open on Friday and Saturday - and a matinee on Sunday. There's no McDonalds, no mall... nothing. There only thing there is to do is make out and have sex. And I got started young - I mean really young. When I was 5, I saw my first naked boy. He was my cousin Germany. Yeah, weird name, I know. Not his fault. His dad was in the army overseas and his mother named him. I guess that's where his dad was or something. Anyhow, he's 3 years older than me. We were all visiting our grandmother on the ranch. Real backwater people - no running water in the house or nothing. Big old windmill on the hill. Probably a wonder that they had electricity. So here I was, running around buck naked waiting for my turn in the tub so Germany decided he'd get naked, too. We was all naked as jaybirds, me, three of my girl cousins, and Germany, the only boy cousin. I loved it! Here he was with his little dick standing straight out from his body, waving it around at all us girls. What excited me the most was his looking at us. I mean he was staring at our pussies. And I wanted him to look at mine the most. My cousin Lorrie, she's my age, sure wanted his attention, too. Judy and Jane - they're twins - they was too young to notice being just 3 at the time. But I was determined that Germany would only pay attention to me. Sos I started poking him. I poked him in the ribs and ran away. Of course he chased me. I was quicker than him, though. I poked him again when he rounded the corner into Granny's bedroom trying to find me. That's when he grabbed me. I fought with him just enough to make him hold on to me. I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him against me. That was the start of it all. That was the first time anybody ever touched me there. And I loved it. And I was determined that he was gonna keep doin it to me. Well, it wadn't long before I figured out that most of the boys around there were happy seeing my pussy. There was Long Billy - he's grampa's helper - he done feeled me up real good when I let him see it. He's a black man and I got to see his thing. It was HUGE! I really liked it a lot but when he tried to get me to put it in my mouth I was just a little scared. It was just too big. But I sure liked him touchin me like he did. He wuz really the first one to feel me up good. After that I learnt that mens would do just about anything I wanted if'n I let them see my pussy. I prolly been felt up by just about ever boy in school and most of the teachers. But there was just one man I really wanted to touch me. My Daddy. It took me a long time to work up the courage but I made up my mind. After that I thought maybe my Daddy would touch me, too, but Lorrie - she's my cousin - said I hadda be careful cause my Mommy is jealous. So I hadda make a plan. I ain't real good at that but here's what I did. We got home from Church one Sunday and I knew Mommy would be going to church again tonight but Daddy never went even in the morning. I hadda figure a way to keep me from havin to go. Sos I took my bike out for a ride and ran smack into a tree. I had scratches all over my face from them branches. Sos I ditn't have to go. I took a hot bath and as soons Mommy left, I crawled up in my Daddy's lap. Alls I had on was a towel and it dit'n cover much. "Daddy, kiss my owies, OK?" Daddy always kisses my owies for me. Makes them feel better and he knows it. He kissed all over my face, even down my arms with them scratches. "Here, too, Daddy. I really hurted me down there." I dropped the towel on the floor and pushed his hand between my legs. "How'd you hurt yourself down there, Linda Jane?" "On my bike, Daddy. I really hurted it." I laid back against him and spread my legs. My daddy looked at my pussy. I don't think he'd seen it in a long time. I pulled his hand to it. "It hurts, Daddy. Kiss it for me, Daddy." I scooted down off his lap and lay beside him on my back. I stretched one foot over the back of the couch and let the other drop towards the floor. Since I didn't have no panties on, my Daddy was looking right at my pussy. "Kiss it, please, Daddy?" Vernon Thompson was in a quandary. At 41 years old, Vernon had lived through a loveless, sexless marriage for the past 8 years. His sole sexual outlet had been his right hand and the occasional visits to the black whores that lived in the back alleys in town 20 miles away. He'd been introduced to sex with young girls down there but he'd resisted it because of his strict Catholic upbringing... yet he longed for it. He dreamed of it. He masturbated thinking about it. Now his adorable little girl, his daughter of just 11 years old was spread out before him begging him to kiss her little virgin pussy. Now, Vernon was a good man, hardworking farmer, salt of the earth type. True, he no longer went to church and he did frequent whores, but his conscience bothered him about it. Now this little temptress child was asking him to kiss her pussy. Home alone with her, the little damned naked her, the child he had masturbated thinking about a thousand times, lay naked before him. His cock betrayed him. It literally leaped up and begged to be let out to play. "Please kiss it, Daddy. Make it feel good." Holy shit, what was a man to do? Vernon scooted back away from her - just enough to bend his face down to her beautiful little cunt. He paused not half an inch from it and almost stopped. How could he kiss his little daughter's pussy? Then he brought his lips to it. So soft, so tender, the smell of little girl and soap, how warm! How tender it felt to his lips. He barely brushed it, but then drawn in by it, the child's pussy took control of Vernon's mind. It pulled him into it, seduced him, began to eat his mind. The child was in control, her pussy demanded his tongue, his senses, he was lost in the world of child cunt. Never had anything so wondrous, so overpowering controlled him. He reached under her tiny butt and lifted her up, pressing his face into her crotch, burying his emotions into her. He was lost, never to recover, never again to have the restraint to not lust after his child. His tongue wormed into her. He ate her pussy. "Yes, Daddy! Yes! More, Daddy, do it more! I want it, Daddy, I want you. I want my Daddy. Kiss it harder, Daddy. FUCK ME, DADDY!!! EEUUUUNNNNNNNNNNHHHHHHHHH UUUUUUNNNNNNNNHHHHH. The child's obvious orgasm was more than Vernon could take. He ripped off his work pants and freed his monster. All rational thought was long gone as he climbed aboard the small child. She was wet with lust, she was ready for him, she knew she had him. The first thrust caught her breath. She had never felt so stretched, so used, so full. Vernon lasted but three good long thrusts before he came in her. Vernon Thompson fucked his daughter the night that the first snow fell that winter. Marlene, Vernon's wife, couldn't handle another winter stuck way out here in the snowy wilderness. Within the week another foot of snow fell and Marlene packed her bag. "Child, we're headed for the city for the winter. Get'cher stuff ready. Let's go." "No, Mommy. I'm stayin here with Daddy. He needs me." It would be a long winter. By Easter, Linda Jane felt her baby's first tiny kick.