("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age Eighteen, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text Archive name: babydoll.txt (mf, inc) Authors name: Eros Story title : Daddy's little baby doll ------------------------------------------------------ This work is copyrighted to the author (c) 1998. Please do not remove the author information or make any changes to this story. You may post freely to non- commercial "free" sites, or in the "free" area of commercial sites. Thank you for your consideration. ------------------------------------------------------ We lived in a very small three bedroom, two story house. My parents occupied the bedroom down- stairs, my brothers shared the one bedroom upstairs, and I, being the only girl, had the other bedroom up- stairs. We heated with fuel oil, and when it was bitter cold, my parents shut off the upstairs and moved our beds down into their bedrooms. We had bunk beds. My oldest brother had the bottom bunk to himself and my youngest brother and I had to share the top bunk. I was about ten years old at the time. I'd started through puberty early. My periods had started and I already had pretty large breasts. This particular evening my parents had thought we were all fast asleep, but I wasn't. I was sleeping on the outside of the top bunk just at the foot end of my parents bed. I started hearing this creaking sound and then this clicking sound. I had no idea what it was, so I peeked just through slitted eye lids. My dad was on top of my mother, her legs were raised high in the air. His movement grew faster and faster and soon he rolled off her. I got this butterfly feeling in my stomach. I didn't know what was going on but my private parts felt funny. I'd felt that quivery feeling before when we'd been driving and my dad went fast over hills. I finally went to sleep and forgot about it. A few weeks passed and mom had to go away for the day. My brother's were at friends. Dad worked nights and wasn't up yet and I had been watching television in my pajamas. I heard the stirring of my dad. I barely ever got to see him so I ran into the bed room and jumped on the bed. "Are you gonna get up now daddy," I'd asked. "Pretty soon baby doll." He peered at me through tired eyes and suddenly realized I didn't have my slippers or housecoat on. I'd been prone to terrible bouts of bronchitis so he said, "Why don't you slide in here and get warm." I happily slid under the covers. It was really warm from his body heat. I snuggled up to my daddy. He was trying to drift back to sleep. "Just give daddy 15 more minutes, okay baby doll?" he asked. "Ok daddy." I lay snuggled with my back to him as he drifted off to sleep. I guess I'd drifted off too, because the next thing I remember is being stirred awake when his hand lightly began squeezing my breasts. My leg slid against the lower part of his body and I felt something hard. I felt his hot breath on my neck as he slid his hand down to my slit. His finger just barely went in- side. Butterflies were coming in my stomach, and he slowly rolled me onto my back. He kissed my nose lightly and winked his wink at me and said, "How's daddy's baby doll?" "I'm good daddy." I'd replied. "Oh, baby doll you sure are. Do you love daddy?" I giggled, "Yes, daddy you know I love you!" "Then, baby doll let's not ever tell anyone how much we love each other or the fun we have together, because if we do...they'll want to take it away from us." "Oh, daddy, I'll never tell, ever." He took my hand and placed it around his harden shaft. It was warm and hard. It kind of scared me at first, and I wanted to pull away when he said. "Like this baby doll." and he took my hand and stroked it in his up and down. Nice and slow. It felt good. I could feel little ridges. Daddy sighed, "Oh, yeah baby doll, just like that." "Do you like this daddy?" I'd asked seeking ap- proval. "Oh, god yes." he said. "Daddy, can I look at it?" I asked in a curious voice. "Yes, come here." He threw the covers back and turned on his back. His hard shaft stood erect in the air. "Wow," I sighed, "it's so big." "Mmmm...yes..." My hands stroked him for quite some time when he pulled me onto his chest and sat me on his tummy. Both of his hands were kneading my breasts. My nipples were hard and aching. He pulled me down to his mouth and again sucking first my left, while pinching my right, then my right. I began getting really wet between my legs. Daddy felt it on his stomach. He laid me gently on the bed and got on his knees between my legs. He opened my pink pussy and ran the head of his cock up and down my slit. It tickled and I quivered. "Oh, daddy," I moaned. He slowly put the head of his cock at the entrance to my hole. He would slowly put the head in a little ways, then back out. In and then back out again. I heard that clicking sound I heard that night when he was on top of mom. Suddenly he grabbed my hips and pulled me on to him. I felt a sharp, burning pain, but it felt good. His thrusting became more urgent as he leaned down and kissed me on my lips, inserting his tongue in my mouth. My legs wrapped as far around him as they could, as his mouth took one of my nipples and again sucking. He went faster and faster. Suddenly he said, "Oh, god baby doll, daddy's cumming." I felt this warm wet liquid spurt deep inside of me, then another thrust, again and again. Daddy rolled off of me and laid on the bed, pulling me into his arms. We laid there together for a few minutes when daddy ran his hand again down between my legs and stuck his finger into my hole. He showed his finger to me and there was blood on it and it scared me. He said, "Don't be scared baby doll. There's only blood because you and daddy have only loved once. It won't happen the next time." He got up and drew a nice hot bath for me. That night when I went to bed in my bed at the end of theirs, I felt the quivering inside of me and wished that daddy and I could love again. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life in any way shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider seeking professional help. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~